A/N: Hey everyone. Sorry it took so long for me to update. I've been
super busy planning a ski trip and a cruise for my family. Lol. Anyway,
without further adieu, here's chapter twelve!
Ginny groaned as she rolled out of bed. It had been two weeks since she and Draco had allegedly broken up. She had been meeting him late at night in the Astronomy Tower. She and Teresa kept talking through owls and around two Teresa would go to her room to chat. Homework was being pilled upon her and Ginny felt overwhelmed.
She suddenly felt sick and quickly rushed to her bathroom. She emerged twenty minutes later. She hated throwing up. Ginny wiped her mouth with a towel lying on her bed. She stared gloomily at the half finished potion essay on her bed. Groaning, Ginny quickly finished the rest of the foot-long parchment. It was shorter than most of her essays, but Snape had been cutting her slack lately. I wonder why she thought sarcastically.
Six o'clock rolled around and Ginny hopped in the shower. The cold water quickly woke her fully and she said a drying spell when she stepped out. Throwing on her uniform and giving her hair a quick brush through, Ginny grabbed her books and headed to breakfast.
When she arrived, she saw Draco sitting across the room, Pansy flirting with him endlessly. Blaise sat on the other side of the table. Draco glanced up at Ginny. She offered him a smile, which quickly turned into a scowl when Pansy directed her gaze toward Ginny.
Virginia Weasley looked away and sighed. How had life gotten so complicated? Why couldn't she and Draco have a normal relationship without having to think about babies and marriage? She knew that Blaise felt the same. He too suffered. But no one suffered as much as Teresa, not even Draco. Ginny let her thoughts fly to her best friend.
Teresa Anastasio, no matter how much she denied it, was in pain. Ginny could see it in her eyes. Teresa now had no one to talk to, no boyfriend to be with, and no family, except Tyrone, she wished to see. All in all, Teresa was alone. The only times she wasn't was at night when she would either meet with Blaise, Ginny, Draco, or the Dream Team.
Soon after, the Dream Team came into the Great Hall and began eating. They were discussing someone by the name of Snuffles, but Ginny asked no questions. Teresa didn't show that morning. Ginny inwardly sighed, Teresa hadn't shown up to breakfast for over a week. Sometimes, she would skip lunch, but rarely ever dinner. No one knew what was wrong.
Around lunchtime, Ginny and Hermoine went looking for her. They were worried for she hadn't been in any of her classes so far. After they searched everywhere else, they went looking in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. There they found Myrtle and Teresa. Myrtle looked gleeful as she approached them.
"She's been like this for days."
"Like what Myrtle?" Hermoine looked confused, as did Ginny.
"Puking. Everyday after breakfast and lunch. She looks wretched."
Ginny rushed to the stall Teresa was in, as did Hermoine. They saw Teresa holding her hair back, sitting on the floor by a toilet. She looked tired and pale. Ginny kneeled beside her.
"Teresa, are you all right?"
Teresa nodded and pushed herself off the ground. "I'm fine. I just don't feel well. It'll pass. I must have the flu."
"Go see Madame Pomfrey," Hermoine immediately suggested.
Teresa went a bit paler. "No. I'll be fine."
Ginny gave protest. "But if you're sick,"
Teresa interrupted, a bit annoyed. "I said no. I can take care of myself without the help of Poppy Pomfrey."
Teresa wiped her mouth with a piece of toilet paper and rushed out before anyone could say anything. Ginny and Hermoine shared a look. Ginny sighed and spoke.
"What do you think could be wrong with her?"
"I don't know. I mean, she only seems to be sick around mealtimes. It sounds like a Muggle sickness. Most wizards and witches don't resort to it though, they use magic."
"What is it?"
"Bulimia. It's when a person throws up their food to loose weight."
"That's sickening."
"I know. I doubt Teresa is stupid enough to do that, so don't worry Gin."
"Okay."
Meanwhile, Teresa had reached her room. She felt a bit better, but she was still a bit pale.
"This is not good."
Teresa flung herself onto her bed. She groaned. She hated being sick. However, it wasn't the flu. She was sick due to stress. For the past weeks, she had been looking for a loophole in her parents' will, dealing with homework and secret meetings, and been having nightmares.
The latter she only told Harry about. Both of their scars had been hurting. Teresa was nervous. Like Harry, her scar only hurt when Voldemort was near or formulating a plot. Teresa fell asleep and in less than two hours, she felt someone shaking her awake. It was Harry.
"Hey, I was worried about you and since I had Divination last, I decided to skip."
Teresa nodded and sat up. Harry sat next to her. She let her head fall onto his shoulder and he put his arm around her waist.
"I don't know what's going on. I know something has to be wrong otherwise our scars wouldn't be doing what they are. They wouldn't be hurting."
Harry nodded. "I know. But we can't worry about it. More important things are at hand. Have you thought of any ideas of how to fix your problem?"
"No. There's no way out of this marriage. You?"
"Me either. Hermoine, Ron, and I have been researching everyday, but arranged marriages are still permitted and unless your parents were alive, nothing can be changed."
Teresa moaned. She hated this. After another hour, Harry left and Teresa got ready for dinner. She would get her notes from Hermoine later. Fingering the locket Blaise had given her, Teresa headed down to dinner.
Months later, it was May, the end of May to be exact. It was almost one in the morning and Ginny was sneaking off to see Draco. Teresa had lent Ginny her invisibility cloak. She grabbed Teresa's invisibility cloak and headed to the Astronomy Tower. She smiled as she recalled the events of the past months. Ginny had to contain a laugh when she recalled telling her family that she was pregnant.
Fred and George had been happy that she had broken up with Draco and appalled that she had had a one-night stand with is best friend. It was a good thing Blaise hadn't been there, for the twins looked ready to kill him. Bill had sat back and said nothing, obviously displeased that Ginny was lying about who her baby's father was.
Percy had gone into a lecture about her irresponsibility and the consequences of her actions. He said she should put the child up for adoption, but Ginny refused. Charlie actually attempted to get to Blaise, but Bill held him back. Instead, Charlie yelled at Ginny and after that, he said nothing the rest of the time.
Molly Weasley had cried and barely spoke but to quietly scold Ginny and to shake her head in disapproval. Arthur Weasley had yelled at poor Ginny and then talked in a forced, calm voice. Ron, who had caused the trouble, was the voice of reason.
Eventually, the family had decided that Molly would raise the child after it was a few weeks old until Ginny graduated. The Weasley bunch were none too please with the youngest and only girl, but all agreed.
Ginny continued walking to the Astronomy Tower, but ran into someone when she was rounding the corner to take the stairs. Teresa's cloak was knocked off her body and she gingerly picked it up. Blaise Zabini was standing before her. He offered her a small smile.
"Off to see Draco?"
"Yes. And you to see Teresa?"
"Yes."
"Aren't you afraid a teacher will catch you without an invisibility cloak?"
"No. Filch and I. we have an understanding. My mother and father knew him. They were the ones who actually suggested him for this job. I alert him where I'll be and he stays clear of that area. Most other teachers don't come out at night."
Ginny nodded. "Where are you and Teresa meeting?"
"Quidditch pitch. She's sneaking out of her window and flying down."
Ginny nodded. "Well, I'll see you later then."
Blaise nodded and both were about to head off when a tall, pale, black haired teacher stepped out of the shadows.
"No Miss Weasley, Mr. Zabini, you will not be heading off yet."
"Snape!" Ginny and Blaise both shouted this at the same time.
"Yes, I followed Mr. Zabini when I saw him creeping down the hallways. I've been suspicious the whole time that you two were still seeing Draco and Teresa. Well, I've got something to tell you both. There is no way out of this marriage.
"I love Teresa dearly, she is my goddaughter after all. I have searched and there is no way that the will can be denied. Teresa must marry Draco. Only if one of them died could this be prevented. I suggest that you two wizen up before you ruin all of your lives.
"Do you really want to be having affairs or staging deaths to be together, for I can assure you that someone will find out and it will ruin and possibly get one or two of you killed. Lucius is not fond of your family, Virginia. Do you honestly think he'd allow you to have an affair with his son? No, Draco would be renounced from the Malfoy family. All of you would be disgraced.
"I am not telling you this to ruin your lives. I only want to make this more bearable. Break all love connections with Draco and Teresa, for they are impossible and will eventually make you insane. It's not easy to loose a love, but it is even harder to watch the one you love suffer because you were jealous and insensitive. Think about this."
With that, Severus Snape disappeared into the dark. Ginny had tears running down her cheeks and Blaise looked half-empty. Both knew what they had to do. They had to end it. Not for their good, but for Teresa and Draco's good. Blaise wiped Ginny's tears away.
"I know what I must do."
Ginny nodded. "As do I. Blaise, would you mind being this baby's father since I know Draco will never be able to be that?"
Blaise nodded. "I will love this child as if he or she were my own."
Ginny smiled and the two parted ways, both gone to break up the best relationship they would ever have. Blaise strode quickly to the pitch; afraid that his courage would flee and he wouldn't be able to do this. He had to keep reminding himself that this was best, that it was less painful. When Teresa saw him, she ran to him and embraced him. She attempted to kiss him, but he pushed her away.
"What is it Blaise?"
"We have to talk."
The two sat down and Blaise took a deep breath. "I love you more than anything Teresa."
"I know that."
Blaise knew Teresa hated it when people beat around the bush, so he just dove right in.
"We can't continue. I know that there is no way out of the marriage. You and Draco must be married and I refuse to ruin all of our lives by denying the truth and living a lie."
"What?" Teresa looked at Blaise disbelieving.
"Teresa, we have to move on. Draco's a good guy and you'll have a great life with him. I know he'll treat you right. I'm not doing this for myself, Teresa, I'm doing it for you."
Teresa jumped up and Blaise followed. "Do you love me?"
"You know I love you."
"Then why the hell are you doing this? Do you not think that I know the consequences of my actions? I'm not a child Blaise Zabini." Teresa paused for a moment. She knew that someone had to have convinced him of his decision.
"Who was it Blaise, who changed your mind?"
"Severus. And he's right Teresa. I would have realized it eventually. By staying together, we are only hurting ourselves."
"There's a way to get around this. I know there is."
"No Teresa, there isn't. The only way to avoid the marriage is for either you or Draco to die and nothing is worth that. Not even us."
Teresa felt as if Blaise had just slapped her. She couldn't believe he had said that. Anger filled Teresa that she hadn't felt since the night the Death Eaters attempted to rape her. Teresa pushed back the Veela that was trying to take over. She slapped Blaise.
"You fool. If you think that our relationship isn't worth everything, then I was wrong about you. It isn't the marriage that ruined us, it was your fear Blaise, your fear."
Before he could reply, Teresa flew off into the night back to her room. Blaise sank to the ground and a man stepped out of the shadows and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"You did the right thing. One day, she'll understand."
"Go away Snape, please, just go away."
Severus sighed and left. He knew that up in the Astronomy Tower there was a crying redhead. He headed back toward his dungeon.
Teresa was back in her room. She was somewhere between angry and downhearted. As she changed into her tank top and shorts, she headed down to the common room. She saw a redhead sitting there and realized it was Ron. She joined him.
Ron and Teresa had become closer over the months. He had become one of her good friends. She sat next to him. He could almost feel her emotions radiating off of her.
"What's wrong?"
"Everything. It's over Ron; I have to marry Draco. Blaise broke up with me tonight and I have a feeling Ginny did the same to Draco."
"What?"
Teresa recounted the events and when she finished, Ron just held her. Teresa nestled into his embrace. She felt so alone at that moment and she felt as if she had lost everything. Eventually, she fell asleep and Ron carried her back to her room.
He was unable to go to sleep. It was then he realized a very important revelation. He, Ronald Weasley, had fallen for the enchanting Teresa Anastasio. He finally understood how Blaise felt. When she had held onto him for comfort, he felt as if he would die to just see the smile back on her face.
Ron could still smell Teresa's exotic smell. She smelled of Plumeria. As he drifted off to sleep, Ron felt a pain tear at his heart. The pain was not only due to the fact that he could never have Teresa, but also from the fact that she was in pain.o
The month of May passed by slowly. Blaise and Teresa no longer talked, though Ginny and Teresa were as close as ever. Finally, it was the last day of school, the day Teresa would leave Blaise forever.
When she saw Mariah, Tyrone, and Matt arrive, they all looked pissed off and sorrowful. Tyrone stood apart from his siblings and Teresa came to him last. She briefly hugged Mariah and Matt then retreated to her favorite sibling.
"What's wrong?"
"I tried Teresa, I really did, but Severus and Matt were in agreement. Lucius suggested it and Mariah and Narcissa thought it was for the best. When it's five against one, the odds of the one winning aren't very good."
"What are you talking about Ty?"
"Tia, they decided that you have to marry Draco tomorrow."
"WHAT?"
Everyone in the Great Hall, which was the whole school and all the seventh years' parents, stopped talking. Teresa and Draco had shouted that at the exact same time. Lucius and Narcissa had just told Draco as well. Draco was too shocked to speak, but Teresa had plenty to say.
"Why the hell are you doing this to us? I have one day to prepare my wedding? Is it not bad enough that you arrange my MARRIAGE? Did you have to set the exact date and all the details for me too?!"
"Teresa, calm down."
Matt walked quickly toward his enraged sister. Mariah accompanied him. Teresa turned on her brother.
"No, I will not! Tell me Matthew, did you arrange the location as well? And the invitations? Who exactly will be coming to MY wedding, which YOU planned?"
"Well, you'll be having the wedding here and the whole school, along with your friends from Stanwand are invited."
Teresa was beyond enraged. She was so upset that she could no longer speak. It was not a good idea for Severus to interrupt, but he did.
"Teresa, we have arranged all of the details. Mariah even picked out the dress, it was your mother's."
"And I suppose you will want to stand in for my father? Well I have news for you Severus, you are not my father and you will never be him. You have ruined my life far beyond belief. I would rather Voldemort, the man who killed my father, stand in for him rather than you." Teresa's tone was low and threatening.
Her comment hurt Snape more than anyone knew. He looked away from the girl, now a woman, who he considered a daughter. She stormed out of the Great Hall. Once everyone began talking again, Harry snuck out to see her. He found her sitting alone, crying, in her room.
One or two tears were still plastered on her beautiful face, but he knew that there would be no more. He had never seen her cry and didn't even know she could. But he did know that she kept all weakening things to a minimum. He sat down beside her and put is arms around her.
"Harry, I can't believe this is happening. I just want to fall off the planet."
"Teresa, you can pull yourself through this. You're strong. You have a special power about you."
"He's right you know."
The two looked up and gasped. A beautiful woman was standing in front of them. She had long, silver-blonde hair and her skin glowed. She was wearing a blue and white dress. The dress was blue and a soft, clingy material. It dipped down respectively and the straps were thin. The bodice was covered by lace and the long sleeves were also laces.
(A/N: If you would like to see this dress, which I would suggest you doing seeing as it took me an hour to find one I thought was suitable, go to this site: http://www.fairyfashion.de/frame.html, and click on wedding gowns and then the Sky Princess gown. Thanks! And all other gowns will have a site attached, which I would appreciate you visiting!)
Despite her lovely form, you could tell she was getting on in her years. It wasn't her body that gave her away, it was her eyes. Her eyes were wary and old looking. The blue in them was duller and she looked at Teresa with much admiration.
"Hello, I am Guenivire. I am the leader of the Veela. I have been looking over you for quite some time now, young Jahzara. I saw you when you were born and I saw you when your parents died. It was my grandmother who made the prophecy about you all those years ago. I know I do not look my age, but the leader of the Veela always keeps her beauty, until the end of her days and so that is why I appear so young.
"I have seen your problem and I alone see the way around it. Jahzara, if you join me, then and only then can your marriage be prevented. For you will be coming to the Land of the Veela, most likely too never return. I have no heir and therefore, I would like you to come and train as that heir. Do you accept?"
Teresa was speechless. "But I'm not even a full Veela, I'm only part."
Guenivire smiled. "My child, you are a full Veela, but you haven't been trained. You see when your mother was carrying you she became quite ill and began loosing her powers. So, unknowingly, she drained some of your powers out of you and into her. There are a few ways that can assure that you will regain all of your powers, but in order to do this, you must join me and train to be my heir."
"I don't know what to say."
"Say nothing child. I will leave you with this." A small bottle appeared in the outstretched hand of Guenivire.
It floated a few inches above her hand. The bottle floated over to Teresa's bedside stand, seemingly under the control of Guenivire's mind.
"If you decide to join me, drink this and you will know what to do. Until we meet again."
With that, Guenivire disappeared. Teresa sat down and looked up at Harry. He gazed at her questioningly.
"Please Harry, tell no one what you saw."
"All right, but Teresa, what does all of this mean?"
"It means my mother was an idiot. She heard the prophecy and because of her fear, caused it to occur. She wanted to make sure I always had someone to love, but it backfired. By forcing me to marry Draco, she forced me and the only person I've ever loved apart. Now, if the prophecy occurs, I will join Guenivire and I will rule the Veela. All chances I had at true love will diminish and I will never give birth. All because of my mother's fear."
"Yes, but Teresa, are you going to go with Guenivire?"
"I don't know Harry, I just don't know."
Harry nodded. "No matter what happens, know that I'll always be there for you."
Teresa smiled. "I know."
Harry returned the smile and lightly kissed her forehead. Then he left the room, leaving Teresa to her thoughts.
The next morning, Teresa woke up with a groan. Many people had stayed behind to witness the marriage. All of Gryffindor came as well as Slytherin. Gryffindor mainly showed because, once they all realized why Draco and Ginny broke up, they felt sorry for him. Some Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw stayed, but not many.
When Lucius Malfoy found out his son had been dating a Weasley, he flipped. He would have beaten him to a pulp, but decided that he would rather his son look good during his marriage.
Rita Skeeter was also invited along with a representative from Witch Weekly and the Wizard Wonder, a magazine in America. Various reporters from all over showed up. Teresa had three bridesmaid dresses. Draco had three groomsmen tuxes. Teresa was at a dilemma.
She wanted Ginny to be a part of her wedding, but didn't think it would be proper to ask. Stephanie and Alicia, who were her other bridesmaids, insisted that a true friend would be foolish to say no.
Teresa asked Ginny, who agreed. Teresa smiled when she remembered what Ginny had said.
"Teresa, if I can't marry Draco, I'm glad it's you. You're the only other person who deserves him."
Teresa kicked off her sheets and rolled out of bed. After quickly showering, she dried her hair and threw on a pair of jeans and a black tank top. Teresa slowly walked in the Great Hall. She immediately turned around when she saw Rita Skeeter looking around for her.
Teresa instead headed out to the Quidditch pitch. The hoops were down and a beautiful flower trellis stood at one end of the pitch. A small building stood at the other end. Obviously, it was a changing room for the bride and bridesmaids.
A red velvet carpet ran down the middle of the pitch. It had golden chairs on each side, each cushioned with red velvet themselves. The scene was beautiful and the wedding was to be held promptly at three. It was one now and Teresa headed to building.
All of her bridesmaids and Mariah were already in there. They were wearing golden bridesmaids' gowns. Mariah was wearing a clingy, lavender dress. It had spaghetti straps and in dipped a bit low in the front. It stopped just at her ankles.
The bridesmaids' gowns had straps about two inches wide and dipped down into a low V-neck cut. They fell to only a couple inches above the swell in the back. The dresses were tight in the chest, but loose fitting below.
As the girls got ready and Teresa reluctantly got into her gown, she noticed for once its beauty. Teresa's mind immediately shot to her mother's wedding picture in her album. The dress was sleeveless and had no straps. It pushed up the chest and made it look fuller. Diamonds underlined the bust and the dress didn't cling tightly to the rest of the body. A see through, white material was the cloak and it completed the impressive dress. (Sorry that this dress has no site.)
The gown looked just as beautiful on Teresa as it did on her mother. Finally, two-thirty came and Ginny and Teresa got a moment together. Ginny's hair was completely up and out of her face while Teresa's fluttered freely on her back. Teresa looked up at Ginny sorrowfully.
"I'm so sorry Virginia. I wish more than anything that I could stop this."
"This isn't your fault Teresa. Stop blaming yourself. I'm okay and you will be too. Like you said nearly a year ago, life's a bitch. I'll survive and we'll remain good friends."
Teresa nodded and mirrored the smile that Ginny gave her, but Teresa wasn't fooled. She saw deep into her best friend's soul and saw how much pain she was in. As Ginny left Teresa to get in line to walk down the aisle, Teresa came to a conclusion. She had to join Guenivire. That was the only way Ginny and Draco could be together. It was the only way.
"Accio potion."
After a minute, the potion came zooming to a stop in front of Teresa. She took it out of the air and quickly drank it. It tasted sweet and at first, Teresa had no idea what it was going to do. She quickly put on her veil, which was a diamond band with white, see through material falling down the back, and headed to the door. Jasmine was waiting for her. She was the flower girl and was dressed in a less mature version of the bridesmaids' gowns.
Jasmine looked surprised at Teresa looked questioningly at the young girl. "What is it Jazzy?"
"Auntie T, why is your face glowing?"
"What? Accio mirror."
A mirror came flying to Teresa and she saw that the potion was taking effect. Teresa was turning into a Veela. Guenivire's face appeared in the mirror.
"My child, I see you have taken my potion. Your horse, Braveheart, is waiting for you in the forest along with a maiden of mine. Once you reach the trellis, Braveheart will come galloping to you. Get on him and he will take you deep into the forest to my maiden. She will take you to our land. Once you are here, your training will begin. I look forward to our next meeting."
With that, Guenivire disappeared. Teresa put down the mirror as the music began. Teresa ushered the bridesmaids out and let the music coming from the harp calm her. Soon, Jasmine left and then Teresa stepped out. Everyone rose.
She saw Blaise standing by Draco as his best man. He lowered his eyes from her gaze and she walked down the aisle. Her long train flowed freely behind her and she delicately stepped on the silk petals that Jasmine was dropping.
It seemed forever until Teresa reached the trellis. She glanced at Ginny, who was gazing into Draco's eyes. She quickly averted her gaze to the sky. Blaise and Teresa connected for a moment and she saw the pain pouring through his orbs. Cornelius Fudge started the marriage. No sooner had he spoke than Braveheart came bursting down the aisle.
As he was about to ran past her, Teresa grabbed his neck and swung onto his back. The audience gasped and Teresa muttered an incantation that shortened the dress so that the train was only a foot long.
Braveheart galloped off. Teresa could hear yells and she refused to look back as she entered the forest. Once they were in deeply, Teresa met up with a maiden. Teresa got off Braveheart and straightened her dress.
"My name is Gwendolyn. I am Lady Guenivire's personal maiden. Please, follow me, Lady Jahzara."
Teresa nodded. Braveheart bent down and allowed Teresa to slide onto him. She and Gwendolyn rode off. The horses were galloping quite fast, Gwendolyn's white one almost as fast as Teresa's.
As the two ventured off, many people were clambering into the forest, trying to fine her. Only Harry stayed calm and smiled. He knew where she was going and he silently hoped all would turn out like she wanted. He knew what he had to do. Harry formulated a plot to get Ginny and Draco back together, for if they didn't, then all of Teresa's plan would be for nothing and all would have been in vain.
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Ginny groaned as she rolled out of bed. It had been two weeks since she and Draco had allegedly broken up. She had been meeting him late at night in the Astronomy Tower. She and Teresa kept talking through owls and around two Teresa would go to her room to chat. Homework was being pilled upon her and Ginny felt overwhelmed.
She suddenly felt sick and quickly rushed to her bathroom. She emerged twenty minutes later. She hated throwing up. Ginny wiped her mouth with a towel lying on her bed. She stared gloomily at the half finished potion essay on her bed. Groaning, Ginny quickly finished the rest of the foot-long parchment. It was shorter than most of her essays, but Snape had been cutting her slack lately. I wonder why she thought sarcastically.
Six o'clock rolled around and Ginny hopped in the shower. The cold water quickly woke her fully and she said a drying spell when she stepped out. Throwing on her uniform and giving her hair a quick brush through, Ginny grabbed her books and headed to breakfast.
When she arrived, she saw Draco sitting across the room, Pansy flirting with him endlessly. Blaise sat on the other side of the table. Draco glanced up at Ginny. She offered him a smile, which quickly turned into a scowl when Pansy directed her gaze toward Ginny.
Virginia Weasley looked away and sighed. How had life gotten so complicated? Why couldn't she and Draco have a normal relationship without having to think about babies and marriage? She knew that Blaise felt the same. He too suffered. But no one suffered as much as Teresa, not even Draco. Ginny let her thoughts fly to her best friend.
Teresa Anastasio, no matter how much she denied it, was in pain. Ginny could see it in her eyes. Teresa now had no one to talk to, no boyfriend to be with, and no family, except Tyrone, she wished to see. All in all, Teresa was alone. The only times she wasn't was at night when she would either meet with Blaise, Ginny, Draco, or the Dream Team.
Soon after, the Dream Team came into the Great Hall and began eating. They were discussing someone by the name of Snuffles, but Ginny asked no questions. Teresa didn't show that morning. Ginny inwardly sighed, Teresa hadn't shown up to breakfast for over a week. Sometimes, she would skip lunch, but rarely ever dinner. No one knew what was wrong.
Around lunchtime, Ginny and Hermoine went looking for her. They were worried for she hadn't been in any of her classes so far. After they searched everywhere else, they went looking in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. There they found Myrtle and Teresa. Myrtle looked gleeful as she approached them.
"She's been like this for days."
"Like what Myrtle?" Hermoine looked confused, as did Ginny.
"Puking. Everyday after breakfast and lunch. She looks wretched."
Ginny rushed to the stall Teresa was in, as did Hermoine. They saw Teresa holding her hair back, sitting on the floor by a toilet. She looked tired and pale. Ginny kneeled beside her.
"Teresa, are you all right?"
Teresa nodded and pushed herself off the ground. "I'm fine. I just don't feel well. It'll pass. I must have the flu."
"Go see Madame Pomfrey," Hermoine immediately suggested.
Teresa went a bit paler. "No. I'll be fine."
Ginny gave protest. "But if you're sick,"
Teresa interrupted, a bit annoyed. "I said no. I can take care of myself without the help of Poppy Pomfrey."
Teresa wiped her mouth with a piece of toilet paper and rushed out before anyone could say anything. Ginny and Hermoine shared a look. Ginny sighed and spoke.
"What do you think could be wrong with her?"
"I don't know. I mean, she only seems to be sick around mealtimes. It sounds like a Muggle sickness. Most wizards and witches don't resort to it though, they use magic."
"What is it?"
"Bulimia. It's when a person throws up their food to loose weight."
"That's sickening."
"I know. I doubt Teresa is stupid enough to do that, so don't worry Gin."
"Okay."
Meanwhile, Teresa had reached her room. She felt a bit better, but she was still a bit pale.
"This is not good."
Teresa flung herself onto her bed. She groaned. She hated being sick. However, it wasn't the flu. She was sick due to stress. For the past weeks, she had been looking for a loophole in her parents' will, dealing with homework and secret meetings, and been having nightmares.
The latter she only told Harry about. Both of their scars had been hurting. Teresa was nervous. Like Harry, her scar only hurt when Voldemort was near or formulating a plot. Teresa fell asleep and in less than two hours, she felt someone shaking her awake. It was Harry.
"Hey, I was worried about you and since I had Divination last, I decided to skip."
Teresa nodded and sat up. Harry sat next to her. She let her head fall onto his shoulder and he put his arm around her waist.
"I don't know what's going on. I know something has to be wrong otherwise our scars wouldn't be doing what they are. They wouldn't be hurting."
Harry nodded. "I know. But we can't worry about it. More important things are at hand. Have you thought of any ideas of how to fix your problem?"
"No. There's no way out of this marriage. You?"
"Me either. Hermoine, Ron, and I have been researching everyday, but arranged marriages are still permitted and unless your parents were alive, nothing can be changed."
Teresa moaned. She hated this. After another hour, Harry left and Teresa got ready for dinner. She would get her notes from Hermoine later. Fingering the locket Blaise had given her, Teresa headed down to dinner.
Months later, it was May, the end of May to be exact. It was almost one in the morning and Ginny was sneaking off to see Draco. Teresa had lent Ginny her invisibility cloak. She grabbed Teresa's invisibility cloak and headed to the Astronomy Tower. She smiled as she recalled the events of the past months. Ginny had to contain a laugh when she recalled telling her family that she was pregnant.
Fred and George had been happy that she had broken up with Draco and appalled that she had had a one-night stand with is best friend. It was a good thing Blaise hadn't been there, for the twins looked ready to kill him. Bill had sat back and said nothing, obviously displeased that Ginny was lying about who her baby's father was.
Percy had gone into a lecture about her irresponsibility and the consequences of her actions. He said she should put the child up for adoption, but Ginny refused. Charlie actually attempted to get to Blaise, but Bill held him back. Instead, Charlie yelled at Ginny and after that, he said nothing the rest of the time.
Molly Weasley had cried and barely spoke but to quietly scold Ginny and to shake her head in disapproval. Arthur Weasley had yelled at poor Ginny and then talked in a forced, calm voice. Ron, who had caused the trouble, was the voice of reason.
Eventually, the family had decided that Molly would raise the child after it was a few weeks old until Ginny graduated. The Weasley bunch were none too please with the youngest and only girl, but all agreed.
Ginny continued walking to the Astronomy Tower, but ran into someone when she was rounding the corner to take the stairs. Teresa's cloak was knocked off her body and she gingerly picked it up. Blaise Zabini was standing before her. He offered her a small smile.
"Off to see Draco?"
"Yes. And you to see Teresa?"
"Yes."
"Aren't you afraid a teacher will catch you without an invisibility cloak?"
"No. Filch and I. we have an understanding. My mother and father knew him. They were the ones who actually suggested him for this job. I alert him where I'll be and he stays clear of that area. Most other teachers don't come out at night."
Ginny nodded. "Where are you and Teresa meeting?"
"Quidditch pitch. She's sneaking out of her window and flying down."
Ginny nodded. "Well, I'll see you later then."
Blaise nodded and both were about to head off when a tall, pale, black haired teacher stepped out of the shadows.
"No Miss Weasley, Mr. Zabini, you will not be heading off yet."
"Snape!" Ginny and Blaise both shouted this at the same time.
"Yes, I followed Mr. Zabini when I saw him creeping down the hallways. I've been suspicious the whole time that you two were still seeing Draco and Teresa. Well, I've got something to tell you both. There is no way out of this marriage.
"I love Teresa dearly, she is my goddaughter after all. I have searched and there is no way that the will can be denied. Teresa must marry Draco. Only if one of them died could this be prevented. I suggest that you two wizen up before you ruin all of your lives.
"Do you really want to be having affairs or staging deaths to be together, for I can assure you that someone will find out and it will ruin and possibly get one or two of you killed. Lucius is not fond of your family, Virginia. Do you honestly think he'd allow you to have an affair with his son? No, Draco would be renounced from the Malfoy family. All of you would be disgraced.
"I am not telling you this to ruin your lives. I only want to make this more bearable. Break all love connections with Draco and Teresa, for they are impossible and will eventually make you insane. It's not easy to loose a love, but it is even harder to watch the one you love suffer because you were jealous and insensitive. Think about this."
With that, Severus Snape disappeared into the dark. Ginny had tears running down her cheeks and Blaise looked half-empty. Both knew what they had to do. They had to end it. Not for their good, but for Teresa and Draco's good. Blaise wiped Ginny's tears away.
"I know what I must do."
Ginny nodded. "As do I. Blaise, would you mind being this baby's father since I know Draco will never be able to be that?"
Blaise nodded. "I will love this child as if he or she were my own."
Ginny smiled and the two parted ways, both gone to break up the best relationship they would ever have. Blaise strode quickly to the pitch; afraid that his courage would flee and he wouldn't be able to do this. He had to keep reminding himself that this was best, that it was less painful. When Teresa saw him, she ran to him and embraced him. She attempted to kiss him, but he pushed her away.
"What is it Blaise?"
"We have to talk."
The two sat down and Blaise took a deep breath. "I love you more than anything Teresa."
"I know that."
Blaise knew Teresa hated it when people beat around the bush, so he just dove right in.
"We can't continue. I know that there is no way out of the marriage. You and Draco must be married and I refuse to ruin all of our lives by denying the truth and living a lie."
"What?" Teresa looked at Blaise disbelieving.
"Teresa, we have to move on. Draco's a good guy and you'll have a great life with him. I know he'll treat you right. I'm not doing this for myself, Teresa, I'm doing it for you."
Teresa jumped up and Blaise followed. "Do you love me?"
"You know I love you."
"Then why the hell are you doing this? Do you not think that I know the consequences of my actions? I'm not a child Blaise Zabini." Teresa paused for a moment. She knew that someone had to have convinced him of his decision.
"Who was it Blaise, who changed your mind?"
"Severus. And he's right Teresa. I would have realized it eventually. By staying together, we are only hurting ourselves."
"There's a way to get around this. I know there is."
"No Teresa, there isn't. The only way to avoid the marriage is for either you or Draco to die and nothing is worth that. Not even us."
Teresa felt as if Blaise had just slapped her. She couldn't believe he had said that. Anger filled Teresa that she hadn't felt since the night the Death Eaters attempted to rape her. Teresa pushed back the Veela that was trying to take over. She slapped Blaise.
"You fool. If you think that our relationship isn't worth everything, then I was wrong about you. It isn't the marriage that ruined us, it was your fear Blaise, your fear."
Before he could reply, Teresa flew off into the night back to her room. Blaise sank to the ground and a man stepped out of the shadows and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"You did the right thing. One day, she'll understand."
"Go away Snape, please, just go away."
Severus sighed and left. He knew that up in the Astronomy Tower there was a crying redhead. He headed back toward his dungeon.
Teresa was back in her room. She was somewhere between angry and downhearted. As she changed into her tank top and shorts, she headed down to the common room. She saw a redhead sitting there and realized it was Ron. She joined him.
Ron and Teresa had become closer over the months. He had become one of her good friends. She sat next to him. He could almost feel her emotions radiating off of her.
"What's wrong?"
"Everything. It's over Ron; I have to marry Draco. Blaise broke up with me tonight and I have a feeling Ginny did the same to Draco."
"What?"
Teresa recounted the events and when she finished, Ron just held her. Teresa nestled into his embrace. She felt so alone at that moment and she felt as if she had lost everything. Eventually, she fell asleep and Ron carried her back to her room.
He was unable to go to sleep. It was then he realized a very important revelation. He, Ronald Weasley, had fallen for the enchanting Teresa Anastasio. He finally understood how Blaise felt. When she had held onto him for comfort, he felt as if he would die to just see the smile back on her face.
Ron could still smell Teresa's exotic smell. She smelled of Plumeria. As he drifted off to sleep, Ron felt a pain tear at his heart. The pain was not only due to the fact that he could never have Teresa, but also from the fact that she was in pain.o
The month of May passed by slowly. Blaise and Teresa no longer talked, though Ginny and Teresa were as close as ever. Finally, it was the last day of school, the day Teresa would leave Blaise forever.
When she saw Mariah, Tyrone, and Matt arrive, they all looked pissed off and sorrowful. Tyrone stood apart from his siblings and Teresa came to him last. She briefly hugged Mariah and Matt then retreated to her favorite sibling.
"What's wrong?"
"I tried Teresa, I really did, but Severus and Matt were in agreement. Lucius suggested it and Mariah and Narcissa thought it was for the best. When it's five against one, the odds of the one winning aren't very good."
"What are you talking about Ty?"
"Tia, they decided that you have to marry Draco tomorrow."
"WHAT?"
Everyone in the Great Hall, which was the whole school and all the seventh years' parents, stopped talking. Teresa and Draco had shouted that at the exact same time. Lucius and Narcissa had just told Draco as well. Draco was too shocked to speak, but Teresa had plenty to say.
"Why the hell are you doing this to us? I have one day to prepare my wedding? Is it not bad enough that you arrange my MARRIAGE? Did you have to set the exact date and all the details for me too?!"
"Teresa, calm down."
Matt walked quickly toward his enraged sister. Mariah accompanied him. Teresa turned on her brother.
"No, I will not! Tell me Matthew, did you arrange the location as well? And the invitations? Who exactly will be coming to MY wedding, which YOU planned?"
"Well, you'll be having the wedding here and the whole school, along with your friends from Stanwand are invited."
Teresa was beyond enraged. She was so upset that she could no longer speak. It was not a good idea for Severus to interrupt, but he did.
"Teresa, we have arranged all of the details. Mariah even picked out the dress, it was your mother's."
"And I suppose you will want to stand in for my father? Well I have news for you Severus, you are not my father and you will never be him. You have ruined my life far beyond belief. I would rather Voldemort, the man who killed my father, stand in for him rather than you." Teresa's tone was low and threatening.
Her comment hurt Snape more than anyone knew. He looked away from the girl, now a woman, who he considered a daughter. She stormed out of the Great Hall. Once everyone began talking again, Harry snuck out to see her. He found her sitting alone, crying, in her room.
One or two tears were still plastered on her beautiful face, but he knew that there would be no more. He had never seen her cry and didn't even know she could. But he did know that she kept all weakening things to a minimum. He sat down beside her and put is arms around her.
"Harry, I can't believe this is happening. I just want to fall off the planet."
"Teresa, you can pull yourself through this. You're strong. You have a special power about you."
"He's right you know."
The two looked up and gasped. A beautiful woman was standing in front of them. She had long, silver-blonde hair and her skin glowed. She was wearing a blue and white dress. The dress was blue and a soft, clingy material. It dipped down respectively and the straps were thin. The bodice was covered by lace and the long sleeves were also laces.
(A/N: If you would like to see this dress, which I would suggest you doing seeing as it took me an hour to find one I thought was suitable, go to this site: http://www.fairyfashion.de/frame.html, and click on wedding gowns and then the Sky Princess gown. Thanks! And all other gowns will have a site attached, which I would appreciate you visiting!)
Despite her lovely form, you could tell she was getting on in her years. It wasn't her body that gave her away, it was her eyes. Her eyes were wary and old looking. The blue in them was duller and she looked at Teresa with much admiration.
"Hello, I am Guenivire. I am the leader of the Veela. I have been looking over you for quite some time now, young Jahzara. I saw you when you were born and I saw you when your parents died. It was my grandmother who made the prophecy about you all those years ago. I know I do not look my age, but the leader of the Veela always keeps her beauty, until the end of her days and so that is why I appear so young.
"I have seen your problem and I alone see the way around it. Jahzara, if you join me, then and only then can your marriage be prevented. For you will be coming to the Land of the Veela, most likely too never return. I have no heir and therefore, I would like you to come and train as that heir. Do you accept?"
Teresa was speechless. "But I'm not even a full Veela, I'm only part."
Guenivire smiled. "My child, you are a full Veela, but you haven't been trained. You see when your mother was carrying you she became quite ill and began loosing her powers. So, unknowingly, she drained some of your powers out of you and into her. There are a few ways that can assure that you will regain all of your powers, but in order to do this, you must join me and train to be my heir."
"I don't know what to say."
"Say nothing child. I will leave you with this." A small bottle appeared in the outstretched hand of Guenivire.
It floated a few inches above her hand. The bottle floated over to Teresa's bedside stand, seemingly under the control of Guenivire's mind.
"If you decide to join me, drink this and you will know what to do. Until we meet again."
With that, Guenivire disappeared. Teresa sat down and looked up at Harry. He gazed at her questioningly.
"Please Harry, tell no one what you saw."
"All right, but Teresa, what does all of this mean?"
"It means my mother was an idiot. She heard the prophecy and because of her fear, caused it to occur. She wanted to make sure I always had someone to love, but it backfired. By forcing me to marry Draco, she forced me and the only person I've ever loved apart. Now, if the prophecy occurs, I will join Guenivire and I will rule the Veela. All chances I had at true love will diminish and I will never give birth. All because of my mother's fear."
"Yes, but Teresa, are you going to go with Guenivire?"
"I don't know Harry, I just don't know."
Harry nodded. "No matter what happens, know that I'll always be there for you."
Teresa smiled. "I know."
Harry returned the smile and lightly kissed her forehead. Then he left the room, leaving Teresa to her thoughts.
The next morning, Teresa woke up with a groan. Many people had stayed behind to witness the marriage. All of Gryffindor came as well as Slytherin. Gryffindor mainly showed because, once they all realized why Draco and Ginny broke up, they felt sorry for him. Some Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw stayed, but not many.
When Lucius Malfoy found out his son had been dating a Weasley, he flipped. He would have beaten him to a pulp, but decided that he would rather his son look good during his marriage.
Rita Skeeter was also invited along with a representative from Witch Weekly and the Wizard Wonder, a magazine in America. Various reporters from all over showed up. Teresa had three bridesmaid dresses. Draco had three groomsmen tuxes. Teresa was at a dilemma.
She wanted Ginny to be a part of her wedding, but didn't think it would be proper to ask. Stephanie and Alicia, who were her other bridesmaids, insisted that a true friend would be foolish to say no.
Teresa asked Ginny, who agreed. Teresa smiled when she remembered what Ginny had said.
"Teresa, if I can't marry Draco, I'm glad it's you. You're the only other person who deserves him."
Teresa kicked off her sheets and rolled out of bed. After quickly showering, she dried her hair and threw on a pair of jeans and a black tank top. Teresa slowly walked in the Great Hall. She immediately turned around when she saw Rita Skeeter looking around for her.
Teresa instead headed out to the Quidditch pitch. The hoops were down and a beautiful flower trellis stood at one end of the pitch. A small building stood at the other end. Obviously, it was a changing room for the bride and bridesmaids.
A red velvet carpet ran down the middle of the pitch. It had golden chairs on each side, each cushioned with red velvet themselves. The scene was beautiful and the wedding was to be held promptly at three. It was one now and Teresa headed to building.
All of her bridesmaids and Mariah were already in there. They were wearing golden bridesmaids' gowns. Mariah was wearing a clingy, lavender dress. It had spaghetti straps and in dipped a bit low in the front. It stopped just at her ankles.
The bridesmaids' gowns had straps about two inches wide and dipped down into a low V-neck cut. They fell to only a couple inches above the swell in the back. The dresses were tight in the chest, but loose fitting below.
As the girls got ready and Teresa reluctantly got into her gown, she noticed for once its beauty. Teresa's mind immediately shot to her mother's wedding picture in her album. The dress was sleeveless and had no straps. It pushed up the chest and made it look fuller. Diamonds underlined the bust and the dress didn't cling tightly to the rest of the body. A see through, white material was the cloak and it completed the impressive dress. (Sorry that this dress has no site.)
The gown looked just as beautiful on Teresa as it did on her mother. Finally, two-thirty came and Ginny and Teresa got a moment together. Ginny's hair was completely up and out of her face while Teresa's fluttered freely on her back. Teresa looked up at Ginny sorrowfully.
"I'm so sorry Virginia. I wish more than anything that I could stop this."
"This isn't your fault Teresa. Stop blaming yourself. I'm okay and you will be too. Like you said nearly a year ago, life's a bitch. I'll survive and we'll remain good friends."
Teresa nodded and mirrored the smile that Ginny gave her, but Teresa wasn't fooled. She saw deep into her best friend's soul and saw how much pain she was in. As Ginny left Teresa to get in line to walk down the aisle, Teresa came to a conclusion. She had to join Guenivire. That was the only way Ginny and Draco could be together. It was the only way.
"Accio potion."
After a minute, the potion came zooming to a stop in front of Teresa. She took it out of the air and quickly drank it. It tasted sweet and at first, Teresa had no idea what it was going to do. She quickly put on her veil, which was a diamond band with white, see through material falling down the back, and headed to the door. Jasmine was waiting for her. She was the flower girl and was dressed in a less mature version of the bridesmaids' gowns.
Jasmine looked surprised at Teresa looked questioningly at the young girl. "What is it Jazzy?"
"Auntie T, why is your face glowing?"
"What? Accio mirror."
A mirror came flying to Teresa and she saw that the potion was taking effect. Teresa was turning into a Veela. Guenivire's face appeared in the mirror.
"My child, I see you have taken my potion. Your horse, Braveheart, is waiting for you in the forest along with a maiden of mine. Once you reach the trellis, Braveheart will come galloping to you. Get on him and he will take you deep into the forest to my maiden. She will take you to our land. Once you are here, your training will begin. I look forward to our next meeting."
With that, Guenivire disappeared. Teresa put down the mirror as the music began. Teresa ushered the bridesmaids out and let the music coming from the harp calm her. Soon, Jasmine left and then Teresa stepped out. Everyone rose.
She saw Blaise standing by Draco as his best man. He lowered his eyes from her gaze and she walked down the aisle. Her long train flowed freely behind her and she delicately stepped on the silk petals that Jasmine was dropping.
It seemed forever until Teresa reached the trellis. She glanced at Ginny, who was gazing into Draco's eyes. She quickly averted her gaze to the sky. Blaise and Teresa connected for a moment and she saw the pain pouring through his orbs. Cornelius Fudge started the marriage. No sooner had he spoke than Braveheart came bursting down the aisle.
As he was about to ran past her, Teresa grabbed his neck and swung onto his back. The audience gasped and Teresa muttered an incantation that shortened the dress so that the train was only a foot long.
Braveheart galloped off. Teresa could hear yells and she refused to look back as she entered the forest. Once they were in deeply, Teresa met up with a maiden. Teresa got off Braveheart and straightened her dress.
"My name is Gwendolyn. I am Lady Guenivire's personal maiden. Please, follow me, Lady Jahzara."
Teresa nodded. Braveheart bent down and allowed Teresa to slide onto him. She and Gwendolyn rode off. The horses were galloping quite fast, Gwendolyn's white one almost as fast as Teresa's.
As the two ventured off, many people were clambering into the forest, trying to fine her. Only Harry stayed calm and smiled. He knew where she was going and he silently hoped all would turn out like she wanted. He knew what he had to do. Harry formulated a plot to get Ginny and Draco back together, for if they didn't, then all of Teresa's plan would be for nothing and all would have been in vain.
A/N: Sorry if it was a bit rushed, if I didn't explain anything clearly, let me know. Anyway, it might be a week before I get the next chapter up, I don't know. Here are the shout-outs.
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