[b][I]Quick note: The reason I'm posting multiple chapters is because I
have this story on another HP fanfiction kinda site and I update a lot then
I put the chapters over there onto here. Just wanted to say that.[/b][/I]
Chapter 12:
"TIME TO WAKE UP!"
"Wha?" Becky got out of bed and stretched. when she looked around the room she suddenly remembered where they were.
Everyone else was up as well. Becky headed to the bathroom to get dressed and brush her hair. She took a moment to look at herself in the mirror. She never thought of herself as pretty, but a lot of other people said she was. She hated when they came up to her and started going on and on about how they wished they were more like her.
Why would everyone want tp be like her? It wasn';t like she was perfect or something.
At breakfast everyone was still aware of their crazy night last night.
"But where are you going to live if you stay here?" asked Ginny, pouring syrup onto her pancakes.
"She's going to live with George in their own little house, of course!" Fred said.
"What?" Hermione said, looked rather startled.
"Well they're probably going to get married." he said rather obviously.
***********
It was a chilly day and a little cloudy as they climbed onto the boat. The waves were choppy and Becky was rather nervous at first. She hoped it wouldn't rain. George must have been able to tell what she was thinking.
He slipped up from behind her and wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry about it. This trip is going to be great."
The moment George slipped his arms around her she instantly felt safe. They stood there, letting the wind whip their faces. George was gently rocking back and forth, but she couldn't tell if it was just him, or if it was from the rocking from the ship.
Minutes later the ship started up and the dock instantly got farther away.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Hermione said, more to herself than to the others around her.
"Yeah, i guess." answered Ron.
Ginny was sitting on the other side of Hermione and they began to talk about who knows what, Ron, Harry, Charlie, and Bill were nearby looking over the edge and into the water. Mrs. Weasley was trying to get Mr. Weasley away from the driver. She thought he was asking too many confusing questions about the boat, anf how they work it. What do you except? I mean, this is Aurthor we're talking about. still loves those muggle things.
George and Becky were still alone near the bow of the boat, gazing out as far as their eyes could see.
"George, I was thinking... where AM I going to live if i stay here?" Becky spoke up.
"Well, I think you'd be able to buy a house... or stay in a hotel until you find a house..."
"Yeah, but what happens if i can't buy one or something?" she started to sound worried.
"why are you so nervous we'll all help you! You'll be fine!"
"I guess..."
"Don't worry..."
George kissed her and they had no idea that everyone was watching. They even forgot they were on a boat.
"SAY GRYFFINDOR!"
A blinding flash went off and there was a burst of laughing as George and Becky turned around. At first Becky and George looked angery.
"Come on, it'll be a wonderful picture for the summer scrapbook!" Fred actually made a point.
******
Later rain started to sprinkle around them and thunder sounded.
"Cool!" Fred was taking more pictures.
George could feel Becky's tension.
"It'lll be alright." he murmured.
From Becky's perspective:
the storm is coming so fast! i don't know why they won't turn around! I know i can be a scardycat sometimes, but i seriously think we should leave...
Too late! We're stuck in the storm and I'm completly terrified. Everyone else doesn't seem that scared, but I'm not ashamed to admit i am. The lightning flashed and the thunder is so load. George is still holding me and we rush for cover from the rain.
I think I'm going to be seasick! The boat is rocking so much i think we're going to die.
Suddenly the boat lurtched and i screamed in terror and in my terror I tried to run away, but I slipped and fell. I knew the wall would break my fall, only it didn't. i fell right over the edge of the boat.
I just wanna say that the next chapter was a dream of mine and I took out all the strange parts in it lol!
Chapter 13:
She took a gulping breath before she hit the water.
It felt like ice.
She plundged in deeper and deeper.
She franticly swam up and surfaced. She was thankfully still near the boat, but the waves were so big.
she looked down into the water. It was hard to see but she could tell it was deep. She was already shivering from the freezing water and rain. Lightning was flashing.
"Help-" she tried to call out but a wave tumbled over her. She swallowed a bunch of water and started choking, which caused more water to come in. she thought she was going to die.
***
"BECKY! Oh my god do you see her? where did she got?" George was leaning over the rocking boat, franticly trying to find her.
"There she is!" Ron called out point. Becky was being thrown around so forcefully they were all afraid she'd be taken away too quickly.
"GO! GO! We gotta catch up!" George yelled over the wind.
Becky almost didn't look alive anymore. they all helped with the sails and steering through the storm and Mrs. Weasley, Arthur, and George all quickly threw out the little floaty thingie to help pull her in. Unfortunatly, since she was unconsious she couldn't grab it.
"What are we going to do?" Hermione asked Harry worriedly.
"I donno! She's unconcious!" Harry said, trying to look for something to save her with. If ONLY they had their wands.
Before anyone saw what he was doing, George leaped into the water.
"GEORGE!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked.
"He's trying to save her!" Fred said.
"He'll get killed!" Mrs. Weasley was shrieking and crying.
They were all wet and freezing and could hardly see in the rain. all they could do was wait. Would they make it alive? Would only one survive? Would they ever see them again?
If only they had their wands....
If only they weren't on a muggle ship...
If only they had a broom stick...
Chapter 14:
George shivered but continued on. He could see Becky bobbing up and down in the water, about a few yards ahead of him. He grabbed the little floating thing that was conected to the boat and swam toward her.
He could tell she had passed out, and it would be harder to get to her since she wasn't swimming herself. He took a breath and dove under.
When he came back up, he was almost a yard closer to her. she was still being carried off though.
He dove under again, getting closer and closer. He tried to grab her hand, but a wave took it out of reach. He odver under again.
Finally he grabbed her. He turned back towards the boat and could see everyone looking over the edge for them. They looked so scared. George had to get back... now.
He was so cold it was hard to swim. He held onto the floatie thing and tried to call out to them.
"PULL US IN!" he tried to shout but he gulped in a bunch of water instead.
****
"HE GOT HER! HE HAS HER! HE HAS THAT FLOAT THING PULL THEM IN PULL THEM IN!" Mrs. Weasley was shrieking.
"I really hope they're alright!" Ginny said nervously.
Hermione side glanced and Ron and Harry. For once they weren;t the ones in the middle of danger.
"I TOLD you we shouldn't have gone on a muggle ride!" Ron hissed at Harry. Harry actually agreed.
*
Finally George saw them pulling them in. He felt like an icicle. Becky almost looked like one.
"Please don't die! Please don't die!" he begged.
They were almost aboard, and finally they sprawled onto the deck. George was breathing hard, and shaking. Becky wasn;t doing anything at all.
"Someone do CPR!" a muggle man called out.
George had been reading something about CPR that had been taped on the boat's walls, and he sprung right too it. Everyone watched nervously, waiting.
"Hey George! You're supposed to be giving her CPR not kissing her!" Fred called out after a few seconds. Mrs. Weasley glared at him.
"Oh sure, hate the one that didn't almost drown." he said. No one was really payoing attention to him though. After a few more minutes Becky started coughing. She turned herself over and started throwing up water.
"Ewww..." some other people were saying.
She instantly started shivering, just like George, and some muggle workers on the boat got them some blankets, and turned the boat back to shore.
"Are you alright?" Everyone was crowded around them, wanting to know what happened.
"Are you alright?" George asked worriedly, taking her hands.
"Are you?" she said, looking at him.
"Yeah..."
"then so am I."
Chapter 13:
When they were dried and put into some dry clothes, George and Becky ran off of the ship to the safe town. The storm was still alive, though still out at sea.
"that was really close!" Becky said.
"Yeah I know...." said George, then he took her hands and put them around his neck and out his hands around her waist. "I was so scared for a moment...." he whispered.
"Me too." she whispered back.
They were interrupted as Fred came bustling over. "Some boat trip huh!" he said, smiling, as Becky and George quickly backed away from eachother.
"Yes it was." said George, making a face that said "Will you please LEAVE?" to Fred.
Fred continued. "Almost lost you there, Becaroo. You should watch your step next time."
Becky kind of glared at him and tilted her head towards the other direction at him.
Fred was still grinning. "Don't worry! I'll leave you two do your 'thing.' Just wanted to get a few words in!" he grinned again and left.
"Beautiful isn't he?" George said sarcastically.
"Very," said Becky. "But forget about him for now..." Becky smiled, and put her arms around him again.
*
They took their seats around the large table as all the muggles stared at them. Having a family that big in a restaurant was very rare.
"Why are they all staring at us?" asked Becky, and they all shrugged.
A waitress came by and they ordered their food. Everyone was talking cheerly, but Becky was silent, watching while sipping her drink.
"Are you alright, Becky dear?" asked Mrs. Weasley.
"Yeah. I'm fine." she said.
"You sure? you had quite a fright today..."
"Yeah... i'm just still filled with water that's all..." she said, eyeing her drink as she spoke.
"Are you going to be able to eat?"
"Yeah... sure..." she said.
Mrs. Weasley glanced over at Mr. Weasley.
"i'm fine! Trust me..." she said, stirring her soda with her straw.
"If you say so..." said Mrs. Wealsey. Evereyone was quieter after that, and was glancing at Becky and George a lot.
*
Becky stood alone in her room, brushing her long blueish black hair. She sat onto the bed, daydreaming as she brushed. She heard a soft knock. "come in!" she said. It was George. She smiled.
"Hey...feeling better?" he asked.
"Yep. How about you?"
"I've been better."
"Come sit." she patted the place on her bed next to her.
"I sent the letter to mom and dad after dinner...." she said.
'Really?" George said, looking up brightly.
"Yeah! We should get a letter back in a few weeks... hopefully before i have to leave..."
"Yeah."
Silence.
"George?"
"Yeah?"
"I'll miss you if i have to leave. I'll miss all of you."
"Yeah. We'll all miss you too."
After a small silence, George turned toward her.
"Becky? Can i ask you something?" he asked.
"Yes..." she said, a little puzzled. He took her chin in her hands and pulled her closer to him and kissed her. then he said,
"Will you marry me?"
Chapter 14:
Becky looked kind of dazed, and for a second she didn't say anything...
Then she broke into a smile, and she stood up. George followed her.
"Of course I will!" she said, and she praticly knocked hin down as she lunged on his to hug him, and kiss him.
*
There was another knock on their door.
"What's going on in there, guys?" asked Fred, and soon everyone was walking into the room. Becky quickly turned around.
"Oh................." Fred said, stopping.
Becky smiled a bit awkwardly.
"Why does everyone walk in on us?" George asked angerily.
"Chill bro! We just want to see what's up... Besides that..." Fred said.
"Yeah, someone in here sounded really excited..." said Ron.
"Well..." Becky side glanced at George. He nodded.
"We're getting married."
*
"MUM MUM MUM!" shouted Ginny and she and everyone else was running down the stairs.
"What is it?" Mrs. Weasley said, sounding a bit annoyied. She had been really busy.
'Did you know Becky and George are getting married?"
"What!?!"
"They just said!"
"It's true!" said Hermione.
"It actually is true!" said Bill.
"What are you talking about? i had no say in this!" asked Mrs. Weasley. "where are they?"
"Making out upstairs in the room." Fred, grinning.
"No we aren't! We're right here mum." came in George's voice.
"Now when did you decided you were getting married?" asked Mrs. Weasley.
"Who's getting amrried?" asked Mr. Weasley, coming into the room. He had just gotton home from work.
"Becky and George say they're getting married."
"Really? Splendid!" said Mr Weasley.
"Arthur! They didn't ask us at all!"
"Come on mum! We love eachother madly! I;m not letting Becky go home! If her parents say no to the letter she sent, I'm going to chain myself to her then chain us to the house!" said George proudly.
"George, Becky, I understand that, it's just... well... Becky's parents had sent a message today..." Mrs. Weasley did not sound mad anymore. She sounded upset.
"They did? What did they say?" Becky said, sounding afraid.
"They want her home before tomarrow night." she said, bowing her head.
Chapter 12:
"TIME TO WAKE UP!"
"Wha?" Becky got out of bed and stretched. when she looked around the room she suddenly remembered where they were.
Everyone else was up as well. Becky headed to the bathroom to get dressed and brush her hair. She took a moment to look at herself in the mirror. She never thought of herself as pretty, but a lot of other people said she was. She hated when they came up to her and started going on and on about how they wished they were more like her.
Why would everyone want tp be like her? It wasn';t like she was perfect or something.
At breakfast everyone was still aware of their crazy night last night.
"But where are you going to live if you stay here?" asked Ginny, pouring syrup onto her pancakes.
"She's going to live with George in their own little house, of course!" Fred said.
"What?" Hermione said, looked rather startled.
"Well they're probably going to get married." he said rather obviously.
***********
It was a chilly day and a little cloudy as they climbed onto the boat. The waves were choppy and Becky was rather nervous at first. She hoped it wouldn't rain. George must have been able to tell what she was thinking.
He slipped up from behind her and wrapped his arms around her and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry about it. This trip is going to be great."
The moment George slipped his arms around her she instantly felt safe. They stood there, letting the wind whip their faces. George was gently rocking back and forth, but she couldn't tell if it was just him, or if it was from the rocking from the ship.
Minutes later the ship started up and the dock instantly got farther away.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Hermione said, more to herself than to the others around her.
"Yeah, i guess." answered Ron.
Ginny was sitting on the other side of Hermione and they began to talk about who knows what, Ron, Harry, Charlie, and Bill were nearby looking over the edge and into the water. Mrs. Weasley was trying to get Mr. Weasley away from the driver. She thought he was asking too many confusing questions about the boat, anf how they work it. What do you except? I mean, this is Aurthor we're talking about. still loves those muggle things.
George and Becky were still alone near the bow of the boat, gazing out as far as their eyes could see.
"George, I was thinking... where AM I going to live if i stay here?" Becky spoke up.
"Well, I think you'd be able to buy a house... or stay in a hotel until you find a house..."
"Yeah, but what happens if i can't buy one or something?" she started to sound worried.
"why are you so nervous we'll all help you! You'll be fine!"
"I guess..."
"Don't worry..."
George kissed her and they had no idea that everyone was watching. They even forgot they were on a boat.
"SAY GRYFFINDOR!"
A blinding flash went off and there was a burst of laughing as George and Becky turned around. At first Becky and George looked angery.
"Come on, it'll be a wonderful picture for the summer scrapbook!" Fred actually made a point.
******
Later rain started to sprinkle around them and thunder sounded.
"Cool!" Fred was taking more pictures.
George could feel Becky's tension.
"It'lll be alright." he murmured.
From Becky's perspective:
the storm is coming so fast! i don't know why they won't turn around! I know i can be a scardycat sometimes, but i seriously think we should leave...
Too late! We're stuck in the storm and I'm completly terrified. Everyone else doesn't seem that scared, but I'm not ashamed to admit i am. The lightning flashed and the thunder is so load. George is still holding me and we rush for cover from the rain.
I think I'm going to be seasick! The boat is rocking so much i think we're going to die.
Suddenly the boat lurtched and i screamed in terror and in my terror I tried to run away, but I slipped and fell. I knew the wall would break my fall, only it didn't. i fell right over the edge of the boat.
I just wanna say that the next chapter was a dream of mine and I took out all the strange parts in it lol!
Chapter 13:
She took a gulping breath before she hit the water.
It felt like ice.
She plundged in deeper and deeper.
She franticly swam up and surfaced. She was thankfully still near the boat, but the waves were so big.
she looked down into the water. It was hard to see but she could tell it was deep. She was already shivering from the freezing water and rain. Lightning was flashing.
"Help-" she tried to call out but a wave tumbled over her. She swallowed a bunch of water and started choking, which caused more water to come in. she thought she was going to die.
***
"BECKY! Oh my god do you see her? where did she got?" George was leaning over the rocking boat, franticly trying to find her.
"There she is!" Ron called out point. Becky was being thrown around so forcefully they were all afraid she'd be taken away too quickly.
"GO! GO! We gotta catch up!" George yelled over the wind.
Becky almost didn't look alive anymore. they all helped with the sails and steering through the storm and Mrs. Weasley, Arthur, and George all quickly threw out the little floaty thingie to help pull her in. Unfortunatly, since she was unconsious she couldn't grab it.
"What are we going to do?" Hermione asked Harry worriedly.
"I donno! She's unconcious!" Harry said, trying to look for something to save her with. If ONLY they had their wands.
Before anyone saw what he was doing, George leaped into the water.
"GEORGE!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked.
"He's trying to save her!" Fred said.
"He'll get killed!" Mrs. Weasley was shrieking and crying.
They were all wet and freezing and could hardly see in the rain. all they could do was wait. Would they make it alive? Would only one survive? Would they ever see them again?
If only they had their wands....
If only they weren't on a muggle ship...
If only they had a broom stick...
Chapter 14:
George shivered but continued on. He could see Becky bobbing up and down in the water, about a few yards ahead of him. He grabbed the little floating thing that was conected to the boat and swam toward her.
He could tell she had passed out, and it would be harder to get to her since she wasn't swimming herself. He took a breath and dove under.
When he came back up, he was almost a yard closer to her. she was still being carried off though.
He dove under again, getting closer and closer. He tried to grab her hand, but a wave took it out of reach. He odver under again.
Finally he grabbed her. He turned back towards the boat and could see everyone looking over the edge for them. They looked so scared. George had to get back... now.
He was so cold it was hard to swim. He held onto the floatie thing and tried to call out to them.
"PULL US IN!" he tried to shout but he gulped in a bunch of water instead.
****
"HE GOT HER! HE HAS HER! HE HAS THAT FLOAT THING PULL THEM IN PULL THEM IN!" Mrs. Weasley was shrieking.
"I really hope they're alright!" Ginny said nervously.
Hermione side glanced and Ron and Harry. For once they weren;t the ones in the middle of danger.
"I TOLD you we shouldn't have gone on a muggle ride!" Ron hissed at Harry. Harry actually agreed.
*
Finally George saw them pulling them in. He felt like an icicle. Becky almost looked like one.
"Please don't die! Please don't die!" he begged.
They were almost aboard, and finally they sprawled onto the deck. George was breathing hard, and shaking. Becky wasn;t doing anything at all.
"Someone do CPR!" a muggle man called out.
George had been reading something about CPR that had been taped on the boat's walls, and he sprung right too it. Everyone watched nervously, waiting.
"Hey George! You're supposed to be giving her CPR not kissing her!" Fred called out after a few seconds. Mrs. Weasley glared at him.
"Oh sure, hate the one that didn't almost drown." he said. No one was really payoing attention to him though. After a few more minutes Becky started coughing. She turned herself over and started throwing up water.
"Ewww..." some other people were saying.
She instantly started shivering, just like George, and some muggle workers on the boat got them some blankets, and turned the boat back to shore.
"Are you alright?" Everyone was crowded around them, wanting to know what happened.
"Are you alright?" George asked worriedly, taking her hands.
"Are you?" she said, looking at him.
"Yeah..."
"then so am I."
Chapter 13:
When they were dried and put into some dry clothes, George and Becky ran off of the ship to the safe town. The storm was still alive, though still out at sea.
"that was really close!" Becky said.
"Yeah I know...." said George, then he took her hands and put them around his neck and out his hands around her waist. "I was so scared for a moment...." he whispered.
"Me too." she whispered back.
They were interrupted as Fred came bustling over. "Some boat trip huh!" he said, smiling, as Becky and George quickly backed away from eachother.
"Yes it was." said George, making a face that said "Will you please LEAVE?" to Fred.
Fred continued. "Almost lost you there, Becaroo. You should watch your step next time."
Becky kind of glared at him and tilted her head towards the other direction at him.
Fred was still grinning. "Don't worry! I'll leave you two do your 'thing.' Just wanted to get a few words in!" he grinned again and left.
"Beautiful isn't he?" George said sarcastically.
"Very," said Becky. "But forget about him for now..." Becky smiled, and put her arms around him again.
*
They took their seats around the large table as all the muggles stared at them. Having a family that big in a restaurant was very rare.
"Why are they all staring at us?" asked Becky, and they all shrugged.
A waitress came by and they ordered their food. Everyone was talking cheerly, but Becky was silent, watching while sipping her drink.
"Are you alright, Becky dear?" asked Mrs. Weasley.
"Yeah. I'm fine." she said.
"You sure? you had quite a fright today..."
"Yeah... i'm just still filled with water that's all..." she said, eyeing her drink as she spoke.
"Are you going to be able to eat?"
"Yeah... sure..." she said.
Mrs. Weasley glanced over at Mr. Weasley.
"i'm fine! Trust me..." she said, stirring her soda with her straw.
"If you say so..." said Mrs. Wealsey. Evereyone was quieter after that, and was glancing at Becky and George a lot.
*
Becky stood alone in her room, brushing her long blueish black hair. She sat onto the bed, daydreaming as she brushed. She heard a soft knock. "come in!" she said. It was George. She smiled.
"Hey...feeling better?" he asked.
"Yep. How about you?"
"I've been better."
"Come sit." she patted the place on her bed next to her.
"I sent the letter to mom and dad after dinner...." she said.
'Really?" George said, looking up brightly.
"Yeah! We should get a letter back in a few weeks... hopefully before i have to leave..."
"Yeah."
Silence.
"George?"
"Yeah?"
"I'll miss you if i have to leave. I'll miss all of you."
"Yeah. We'll all miss you too."
After a small silence, George turned toward her.
"Becky? Can i ask you something?" he asked.
"Yes..." she said, a little puzzled. He took her chin in her hands and pulled her closer to him and kissed her. then he said,
"Will you marry me?"
Chapter 14:
Becky looked kind of dazed, and for a second she didn't say anything...
Then she broke into a smile, and she stood up. George followed her.
"Of course I will!" she said, and she praticly knocked hin down as she lunged on his to hug him, and kiss him.
*
There was another knock on their door.
"What's going on in there, guys?" asked Fred, and soon everyone was walking into the room. Becky quickly turned around.
"Oh................." Fred said, stopping.
Becky smiled a bit awkwardly.
"Why does everyone walk in on us?" George asked angerily.
"Chill bro! We just want to see what's up... Besides that..." Fred said.
"Yeah, someone in here sounded really excited..." said Ron.
"Well..." Becky side glanced at George. He nodded.
"We're getting married."
*
"MUM MUM MUM!" shouted Ginny and she and everyone else was running down the stairs.
"What is it?" Mrs. Weasley said, sounding a bit annoyied. She had been really busy.
'Did you know Becky and George are getting married?"
"What!?!"
"They just said!"
"It's true!" said Hermione.
"It actually is true!" said Bill.
"What are you talking about? i had no say in this!" asked Mrs. Weasley. "where are they?"
"Making out upstairs in the room." Fred, grinning.
"No we aren't! We're right here mum." came in George's voice.
"Now when did you decided you were getting married?" asked Mrs. Weasley.
"Who's getting amrried?" asked Mr. Weasley, coming into the room. He had just gotton home from work.
"Becky and George say they're getting married."
"Really? Splendid!" said Mr Weasley.
"Arthur! They didn't ask us at all!"
"Come on mum! We love eachother madly! I;m not letting Becky go home! If her parents say no to the letter she sent, I'm going to chain myself to her then chain us to the house!" said George proudly.
"George, Becky, I understand that, it's just... well... Becky's parents had sent a message today..." Mrs. Weasley did not sound mad anymore. She sounded upset.
"They did? What did they say?" Becky said, sounding afraid.
"They want her home before tomarrow night." she said, bowing her head.