for fun and I have no money, so suing would be highly overrated!
~Love scenes censored. Language and slight adult situations. Not for kids.~
Colorblind by Teda
It was the most important day of Fred and Angelina's life. The end of the month came rather
quickly enough for the couple almost like it sensed how eager they were to join together in
marriage. Once the news of said marriage and pregnancy were announced, family and close friends
eagerly gathered for the event.
Angelina paced back in forth in the guest bedroom at the Weasley's home as her best pals Alicia and Katie worked to calm the nervous bride.
"Stop pacing. You'll worry yourself and the baby sick. Now be still and let me help you in your dress." Katie admonished from the bed, sitting on the edge in Ron's old abandoned room. She held out the off white satin ankle length down in her hands for her friend. Deciding against robes, Angelina chose a beautiful dinner dress for the occasion.
"Fred wouldn't mind if she walked down the aisle in that slip and bra she's sporting." Alicia snickered, ignoring the dirty look Angelina sent her way. She, like Katie, were so happy for their friend and honored to be maids of honor. Angelina had been quite firm in her belief she could never chose one girl over the other for maid of honor duties.
Stopping to grab the dress, Angelina fought down wedding jitters. "I'm about to bust a gut here. What if we're really not ready?"
"Do you love Fred?" Katie asked. "Enough to want to spend the rest of your life with him and have a child by?"
"Yes, more than anything." Angelina remarked with a big smile.
"Then shut it and put on this gorgeous gown. We are about to wed the prettiest girl I know...besides me of course, to her prince charming. So get dressed!" Katie laughed.
The three girls shared a laugh. And just like true friends they couldn't resist the pull of a group hug. After the lovey dovey moment passed, Katie helped her friend into her gown while Alicia quickly rearranged her hair. Once finished, the two girls stepped back tearfully taking in their pals outfit.
Angelina practically glowed in the mirror as she stared at her reflection. Her long black hair was curled around her face, making her appear sophisticated, yet sweet. Mrs. Weasley's mother of pearl drop earrings dangled from her ears, a present that would go along with the something borrowed theme. Beautiful tiny pearls surrounded the V of her neckline and the dress shimmered as she moved about in the mirror. Touching her little bump as the baby was lovingly called, she chocked back tears. This was the happiest day of her life.
If only her family were there to share it.
Sensing the mood, both girls placed their hands on Angelina's shoulders, pulling her against them and gave her another tight hug. They knew she would be one parts happy, yet sad today on her big day. Well, it was her families lost the two girls thought.
"Okay, no more maudlin moments. This is a special day. Now do you have your something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue?" Alicia questioned. She pulled a small white handkerchief from her inside her cleavage and dabbed at her misty eyes. That action alone had the other two giggling, lightening the mood.
Nodding, Angelina smoothed out any visible creases in the material of the gown.
"Yup, all here. My something old and borrowed are these earrings Molly lent me. And this is definitely my something new." Angelina smirked, rubbing her slightly curving stomach.
"Where's your something blue?" Katie asked, frowning.
Suddenly grabbing the edge of the gown, Angelina bent down and lifted it up to display her sexy blue panties and garter belt. The girls stared openmouth at Angie's tight, toned legs encased in thigh high and white stockings with baby blue trim and high heeled white shoes.
"That's my something blue. Do you think Fred will like it?" Angelina asked saucily. She let the dress and slip fall back into place, smiling.
"Ha! Naughty girl. If Fred doesn't snatch you up immediately to begin your wedding night, I'll eat my fist." Katie chuckled. Lifting one eyebrow, Alicia agreed.
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Meanwhile, just two doors down the hall in the twins old room, Fred and company were also getting ready. Going for a simple look, each man in the room wore basic black. His family and friends milled around the tiny room laughing and teasing one another.
"Nervous?" George asked patting his brother on the back, minus the donkey appendages. As best man, it was his duty to make sure Fred was calm, cool and collected. And to make sure he didn't bolt with Angelina immediately after the service like he knew he would try.
"Yeah, a little. Still, I'm so ready it's not even funny." Fred grinned. He had foregone the suit and tie bit for his fathers black wedding robes. It was a huge honor to be given something so special from the man he'd looked up to all his life. It made the day perfect. Or it would be once Angelina and he were finally wed.
"I can believe little Fred is getting hitched. If I didn't know better I'd say you had an Imperius Curse on Angelina to make her marry you." Lee joked while he and Ron played a quick game of Wizards chess. He held back a groan when his knight was smashed to pieces by Ron's.
"Jealousy is an ugly thing, my friend. You wish it were you, git." Fred sneered playfully.
"I know." Lee dramatically sniffed into an invisible hanky, making the others roll their eyes or snicker. Lee was only partly joking as he entertained the group. He'd had a mad crush on Angelina for years, which was unfortunately common knowledge. But she'd only had eyes for Fred. It was her devotion that made him admire her and Fred's love. He knew she was better off as a bud, but he still couldn't help but think Fred was one lucky bastard at the moment.
"Uh, dad don't you think it's about time to give Fred the talk?" George questioned, trying hard to get the grin off his face. He lifted his eyebrows suggestively. Ron and Harry smirked.
Seated in a old faded chair away from the revery in the corner of the room, Percy frowned disdainly. Although reconciled with his family, he still had a prissy stuck up way about himself that more times than not enraged the brothers.
"Seeing as she's with child, I'd say that talk is months too late." Percy mumbled.
Head whipping around at Percy's barely heard statement, Fred started aggressively walking over to his elder brother. "What did you say about my girl, wanker?" Fred asked.
Flustered, Percy stood up against his shorter, but stockier kin. Arthur calmly stepped between the two before a fight broke out. He glared Percy into submission, causing him to sit down again and firmly pushed Fred away from his brother. Seeing the angry looks from everyone in the room, Percy wisely kept his mouth silent.
"Stupid, little-" Fred hissed, pulling at the top of his robes. Arthur patted his back in reply before forcing Fred around to face him. He put his hands on his sons shoulders and squeezed.
"Son, I just wanted to say I'm proud of you. I'm proud of all of my children. I hope you're half as happy with Angelina as I am with your mother." Arthur smiled. His eyes proudly roved by each of his sons, stopping at unofficially adopted son, Harry.
Charlie, who'd just arrived in time for the nuptials only the night before, saluted his baby brother with his cup of pumpkin juice. Bill winked to his brother. Bill, along with his date Fleur Delacour, were just starting talks about marriage, so he was in the same mind as Fred. When you find the right girl, you marry her quickly...before she comes to her senses!
Never more honored to be a Weasley, Fred nodded. Bowing mockingly to the others, he announced happily. "I don't know about you, but I'm ready to get married!"
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The ceremony was short by wizard standards, but sweet nonetheless. Mrs. Weasley filled with purpose had decorated the house with lilacs, Angelina's favorite flower. Her maids of honor dressed in soft lavender robes beamed as they took the stairs holding lilac bouquets. Flowers lined the staircase as the blushing bride carefully walked down the stairs. Fred gaped openly, blown away by her beauty and his pleased expression had Angelina blinking back tears. Molly predictably cried throughout the entire ceremony. Her hanky soaking wet with tears of joy. Her husband would just smile lovingly to her, rubbing her arms and kissing the top of her head.
The funniest part of the entire ceremony came when it was time to kiss the bride. Overwhelmed with emotion, Fred did just that. Kiss the bride. Over and over and over again. He probably would have obliviously continued if not for the loud clearing of throats from members in the room.
Breaking apart, they couple grinned to the cheering of the crowd. The maids of honor threw confetti and purple and white streamers. Molly, finally finished with weeping, mentally planned for her grandchilds arrival, thinking of toys and clothing needed. Arthur, Charlie and Bill hovered around her gushing over the first wedded Weasley and soon-to-be newest addition.
And then it was proudly announced. "Meet Mr. and Mrs. Fred Weasley!" George yelled loudly, clapping and whistling like a fiend.
"Love you." Fred said, grasping her tiny hand into his.
"Love you, too." Angelina said. She held up their joined hands and gave his right knuckle a small kiss.
"The minute everyone turns their back I'm dragging you to bed!" he whispered, trying to keep a heartfelt groan in. When she added another, longer kiss to his hand, he was grateful for the loose fitting robe.
Wrapping an arm around her waist, he smiled while hissing softly in her ear. "You keep that up and I'll keep you in bed until the kid starts university."
"Promise?" She questioned.
Fred visibly shuddered in answer. Sweeping her in his arms, they shared the first dance. The Weasley living room was transfigured into a large ballroom like state. Friends and family took to the dance floor as music filtered through the room. And everyone watching them could see the love between the couple and wished them well.
The party went on well into the night as everyone drank, danced and let loose. Ginny and Harry took to the center of the room, tearing up the dance floor while Ron hooted and egged them on. Hermione worked hard not to giggle when Ron then tried to drag her onto the floor.
Unnoticed by the celebrating partygoers, Alicia slipped from the living room. Checking behind to make sure no one was nearby, she snuck outside. Closing the door, she walked down a path to the Weasley's slightly overgrown garden. A tall figure waited for her there.
Stepping from the shadows, Natasia Johnson greeted Alicia. Not wearing her trademark purple, she was dressed in a somber gray pants suit and mint coat.
"Mrs. Johnson." Alicia nodded politely. She'd always looked up to the older woman until Angelina had told her what happened between her and her parents. She was angry on her friends behalf and knew how much Angie was hurting without them there.
"D-Did you do what I asked?" Natasia asked, hesitantly.
Nodding, Alicia pulled out a tiny camera hidden beneath the bouquet she still held and handed it to her. But unlike a normal muggle camera, wizard cameras instantly developed the film into moving pictures. Unbeknownst to Angelina, Mrs. Johnson had broken down a week ago and contacted her, pleading with her to secretly get pictures of the wedding.
"Mrs. Johnson, please just go up to the house and see Angie yourself. Be apart of her wedding day. It would make her so happy." Alicia suggested.
"Merlin, don't you think I want that! My little girl just got married and I wasn't even a part of it." Natasia whispered, blinking tears back.
"Then why won't you-"
"Even if I wanted to, I can't! I don't approve of this wedding. I didn't want her married to that boy. Having his child. Her life wasn't supposed to be like this. But I just had to see her. I couldn't resist. I've had to hide this from my husband. He doesn't even realize I'm here. He'd be furious if he knew." Natasia replied. She unconsciously stroked her thumb over the camera.
"So that's it then? You no longer have a daughter? Just going to pretend she was never born? I hope you and Mr. Johnson come to your senses soon. The baby, your first grandchild, will be born in a couple of months. I honestly hope you can live with yourself missing out on that." Alicia said, ending in a sigh.
Saying her piece, Alicia walked away back to the house. A sharp crack sounded behind her back, disappointing her. She'd prayed being this close to her daughter would melt Natasia's icy heart. Guess she pegged her wrong.
"Hey, where have you been?" George asked, coming down the path towards her. Her pale blond hair was a beacon in the dark.
Frowning, she refused to look in his general direction. "What's it to you?"
George glared as she walked by him like he wasn't there. Ever since their falling out, she treated him like pond scum. And he couldn't stand it! Snatching her arm roughly, he halted her get away. Pissed with her snarly attitude, he gave a small shake.
"That's it, Alicia! I'm sick to death of your bitchy attitude." he snarled.
"Like I care a flying flip, you ass! If you don't release me this instant I'll make Angie's hex look like child's play!" Alicia snapped, trying to pull her out of his firm grip, but not succeeding.
"Little hellcat, you hex me and I'll...I'll-" George said, stammering for a punishment idea.
"You'll do what? You don't have the balls, Georgie old boy." Alicia sneered. She knew she was pushing boundaries that could end up ruining friendships, but at that moment she didn't care. She'd been madly in love with the jackass since they had met and had willingly given her heart. Only to have him stomp on it with his commitment issues. She almost wished he was more like his brother Fred.
"Evil little-" George hissed. Unable to restrain himself, he wrapped his arms around her waist, his mouth taking hers in a burning, fierce kiss. Instinctively her lips softened, and she became aware of his hard body against hers, his straining arousal against her belly. Gasping for air, she pulled her head back, pushing against his broad chest.
"You've got a lot of nerve, Weasley." Alicia sighed, feeling lightheaded.
"I do love you, Alicia. I've missed you so much. You have to know that." he said softly, leaning close to nuzzle her neck. She made him so crazy sometimes, but he was madly in love with her.
"You dirty rat. Ah, hell! Let's just go find somewhere to talk." she replied, giving in completely.
"Believe me, we will be doing more than just talk!" George leered. He kissed her again hungrily. Checking around to make sure no one could see them, he pulled a blushing Alicia to the garage behind the house. And that was the last time the two were seen that evening.
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Holding each other close, Angelina and Fred danced and danced. After three attempts to run off and begin their honeymoon were foiled by Molly, the couple resolved to wait the party out. Or at least Fred did. Blowing softly on his right ear, Angelina laid her head onto Fred's shoulders. His reaction was immediate and she was quite impressed.
"That's it. We're leaving now!" Fred announced. Not caring what the others would think, he quickly gathered Angelina up in his arms. Seeing his excitement, Katie tossed Angelina's wand to her and with a wave they Disapparated. The room became strangely quiet after that.
"I told you so guys. Everyone pay up." Katie yelled, giggling. She held out her palm. Grumbling, Ron, Hermione, Harry, Ginny, Lee and Bill stepped forward and handed her Galleon pieces.
"What in the world are you doing, Katie? Gambling?" Molly questioned.
"Yup. I knew Fred and Angelina wouldn't last long after the ceremony. These jokers shouldn't
have bet against a sure thing." she cheekily replied, storing the coins in the inner lining of her
robes.
"Well, I'm shocked. That's inappropriate to wager on." Molly scolded. "Arthur, talk to these children."
"Uh, actually I owe Katie some money also." Arthur blushed, sheepishly scratching his right ear.
"ARTHUR?!" Molly screamed.
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Instead of a fancy suite for a honeymoon, the pair opted for familiarity. Taking a week long honeymoon, Fred had put up wards to keep intruders out. Meaning no family, friends, or owls were allowed to bother them the entire time. Feeling extra mischievous, Fred had set up a jinx for whomever dared disturb them.
Was turning someone into a dungbeetle too harsh?
Well, Fred didn't particularly care at the moment, especially when Angelina slipped her wedding
gown off. Staring appreciatively, he took in her creamy mocha skin, long legs and curvaceous
figure. The garter belt, stockings and lacy bra were his undoing.
He readily disposed of his clothes. They met in the middle of the room, never taking there eyes
off the other. Looking into her pretty brown eyes, he knew he found a soul mate. Her sensuous
mouth beckoned and he couldn't resist the temptation. Their arms wrapped tightly about each
other, their mouths fused in a long open mouthed kiss. Turning her in one smooth motion, he
pressed her back against his chest.
She sighed when he nibbled on her ear lobe. His hand cupped her breasts, fondly gently, the rough pad of his thumb rubbing against the nipples until they were stiff and hard. She cried out in passion as he continued tenderly brushing her sensitive flesh. His mouth teased down her slender neck, nipping at her, placing wet kisses over the area, marking her body. She melted into his embrace, moaning deeply. She felt his hard erection sticking into her backside so she rubbed against him to tease. Hearing his sharp intake of breath, she smiled.
He wiped that smirk off her face when the fingers from his right hand brushed over the warm, plump mound. She was wet and ready for him. The tightness in his groin was almost unbearable. Stroking over her pouty lips, a single finger ran down the silken slit.
"Merlin!" Angelina cried out, tensing as his fingers caressed her swollen clit back and forth. His finger moved deeper inside her moist heat and she shuddered. He relentlessly toyed with her, flicking his index finger and thumb back and forth over the highly sensitized nub of flesh. She gasped for air as she felt a wave of intense heat wash over her. Stiffening, she arched her back, surrendering to her climax. Panting, she limply fell back into Fred's awaiting arms.
"Sadist." she whispered, smiling.
He kissed her sweaty shoulder before turning her around to face him. "Still glad you married me, Angel?" Fred asked.
"More than ever." Angelina replied.
Moving her backwards towards the bed, he laid her down upon the bed they would hopefully share for the rest of their days. Spreading herself open for her husband, Angelina gazed over his perfect form. Her two hands lightly caressed over the broad expanse of his chest and shoulders. She smoothed her nails over his skin, ruffling the light sprinkling of red hairs upon his chest. Dropping her view point, she eyed his straining manhood, standing proudly for her. Reaching out she teased the tip, rubbing her thumb across his slit. He jerked in response.
"So, so beautiful Angel. I am a lucky man." he told her. Taking her gently by the ankles, he dragged her closer. He rubbed himself up and down her slit, spreading around the moisture, loudly groaning. Slipping inside was like coming home for the two. They both cried out as they began moving together. He stroked in and out, keeping a tight grip on her thighs as he wildly thrust over and over. The bed creek with their violent movements, but they were deaf to the noise.
Faster and faster, Angelina held on tight, swept up in a world wind of lust and longing. Her gasps and crooning noises only added to Fred's enjoyment. He pumped inside her body, the friction of their erratic movements making them mindless to anything but shared pleasure. Experiencing intense pleasure, she felt an even more powerful orgasm hit than the last. Whole body tightening, she dug her nails into Fred's backside, jerking against him as she rode out her second climax.
Her inner wall clenched around him like a vice. Unable to prevent it, he yelled as he came, his seed erupting inside her body. Biting his lips, he shuddered and twitched as the feeling of euphoria passed. Rolling off her, he reluctantly withdrew from her moist center and rested on his side of the bed. They lay side ways facing each other, grinning like idiots.
"Well, how do you like being Mrs. Fred Weasley?" Fred asked, smoothing her wild curls out of her face.
"I like it just fine." She sighed, laying her head on his chest, closing her eyes and slipping off to sleep. Kissing her brow, he held her tightly in his arms and drifted off, joining his new wife.
Yeah, they got hitched. I hope you all liked the little attempts at humor. I try. Anyway,
next chapter will speed things up a bit. Thanks again to the reviewers. You all kick ass
and I love ya for it!