A/N: Hello everybody! What do you think about a possible prequel (of Lily, James, Evelyn, Calista, Lupin, Sirius, etc.) and sequel(after I finish) to the Secrets of the Shadows? I'm considering it very much J I know you all want to know what Evelyn and Calista were like… lol! And can you all please tell me any suggestions, etc. that you have; they are always very appreciated! Lol, so read the chapter and review!!!

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Chapter 23:

The next morning Harry woke up to Hermione waking Ron in the bed next door.

"Ron! Get up now!"

"'Mione," groaned Ron sleepily, loudly turning over. "It's Saturay…"

"Stop mumbling," snapped Hermione, wrenching his covers off.

"Her-MIONE!" Ron yelled. "'S all dark out…"

"Does it look like I care?" came Hermione's voice. Harry couldn't see her because his curtains were shut tightly, but he was still sure that her hands were on her hips. Harry decided quickly to open her curtains before Hermione began yelling at him to get up. He sleepily sat up and pulled the velvet draperies.

"Morning, 'Mione," he yawned sleepily, stretching.

"Good morning," said Hermione approvingly. She then scowled at Ron. "At least some people can get up in the mornings." She then stomped away huffily. "Meet in the common room in ten minutes." With that, she slammed the door. Ron groaned and rolled over.

"Ron, mate," said Harry, "You'd better get up before she comes back and bites your head off…"

"Mmm…"

Harry rolled his eyes and got out of bed. He went through his trunk and collected the things he'd need for the weekend and piled them into a sack. Harry then pulled a black robe over his head; he would dress up for the ceremony at the Burrow. Harry had finished getting ready in about five minutes, and Ron was just beginning to sit up.

"I'm going down, Ron," said Harry. "See you in a few." Ron mumbled something not understandable and Harry swiftly made his way out of the room and down the stairs to the Common Room, where Lenore, Ginny, and Hermione sat chatting about their dresses for the wedding.

"Hiya, Harry," said Lenore brightly as she spotted him entering the room. "How'd ya sleep?"

"Pretty well," yawned Harry. "You?"

"Same," said Lenore, turning back to Ginny. Harry could have sworn she had muttered 'for once,' though. Harry collapsed into a cozy armchair next to the girls. They were seriously discussing ways to straighten their hair; coincidentally, all three girls had curly hair, however, to different extents. Hermione's could be very frizzy and bushy, Lenore's was normally just wavy, and Ginny's wavered in the middle. Finally Ron clamored downstairs, looking as if he was still half-asleep and carrying a sloppy bag stuffed disorderly with various items.

"Hello, Ron," said Ginny. "About time; we have to be at Dumbledore's office in ten minutes to floo home; we should probably leave now." Ron grunted. Hermione shot him a look and then nodded.

"Yeah, I suppose we should be going. Come on everyone." With that, they all walked to the Gargoyles in front of Dumbledore's office.

"Er…" began Harry, racking his mind for sweets. "Sugar Quills? Cockroach Cluster?"

"Chocolate frogs?" guessed Hermione.

"Three Musketeers?" guessed Lenore, earning ridiculous stares from her peers. She shrugged. "I like them."

"Lemon Drops? Ton Tongue Toffees?" guessed Ron, beginning to wake up.

"Canary cream?" asked Harry. The Gargoyles suddenly sprang to life, allowing the five teenagers entrance.

"Weird…" said Lenore. Ginny nodded in agreement. They all climbed the winding staircase until they reached the landing, which was filled with odd sorts of objects. Dumbledore was sitting in a squashy armchair next to Hagrid.

"Hello, Harry, Miss Felkes, Miss Granger, Mr. and Miss Weasley," greeted the Headmaster, smiling.

"Hello, Professor," said the five in unison. Harry then turned to Hagrid.

"Hagrid!" he said happily. "I haven't seen you all week! How is Grawp?" Hagrid's face swelled with pride and his beard twitched.

"He's doin' jus' great, Harry… jus' great. The forest is also home ter two more Giants, actually… joinin' our ranks now, against You-Know-Who. Jus' wonderful. Yeh all need ter come visit him soon, he's been askin' about yeh… I think that's what he's been sayin', anyways…" Harry laughed.

"How're the Centaurs?" he asked nervously. Hagrid looked very downcast, and Dumbledore lowered his head.

"Not too good, ter tell yeh the truth, Harry. They've been right upset about everything goin' on… Bane's still teachin' divination part time." Harry hadn't known this; of course, he avoided the Divination classrooms as much as possible. "An' Magorian won' let him back inter the forest. Bane's wife, Aine, his two foals, Genevive an' Vanora, an' his brother and his family have been banished. Fred an' George Weasley made fer us a permanent 'portable place' and the Centaurs are all stayin' in a corridor of the school that's now a forest."

"Cool," said Lenore, impressed thoroughly. "We didn't have Centaurs in my old school! That's so- bloody brilliant!" She then turned to Dumbledore. "Sorry, Headmaster… in America, bloody just meant… bloody, like blood going everywhere…" Dumbledore chuckled.

"Well, we should probably leave now," he said after a moment. "Hagrid, if you'll do the honors…"

"Certainly, Professor," said Hagrid as he took a handful of Floo Powder from the jar. He threw it into Dumbledore's fireplace.

"12 Grimmauld Place!" He then disappeared.

"Professor," asked Harry, "Where's Hagrid going?"

"To the Wedding, of course."

"Hagrid's coming?" asked Harry, mildly surprised.

"Indeed."

Then Ron spoke. "Why isn't he going to the Burrow?"

Dumbledore sighed. "Alas, the Burrow isn't safe enough for so many Order members to be at one time… a good attack would kill us all, I expect. No, we will get ready at Headquarters and have the reception there, but the ceremony will be in a small chapel in the Alps. We will Floo there, and then Floo back as soon as the wedding's over."

"Oh," frowned Ron. He and Ginny exchanged looks. Then Harry took a handful of floo powder and dropped it into the fireplace.

"12 Grimmauld Place!" he shouted, coughing up soot. He tucked his elbows in as he began spinning. He finally landed roughly in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place.

"Harry!" said Hagrid loudly, breaking off his discussion with Mad-Eye Moody, "Took yeh long enough! I was almost worried."

"Oh, it was nothing, Hagrid." Harry noticed Moody shift uncomfortably and he wondered vaguely how badly he had hexed him. Oh well.

"Hiya, Moody."

"Potter," growled Moody, smiling. Fred and George were also seated at the table, playing a Muggle card game.

"Hi, Harry," they said in unison as Ron landed in the fireplace. "Little brother," added Fred, not looking up from his hand of cards.

"'Lo, Fred… George," said Harry.

"Hi," said Ron to his older brothers before going into the sitting room and collapsing onto the sofa. The Ginny arrived.

"Fred! George!" she squealed happily, running over and hugging her brothers. Harry suddenly noticed how much Ginny looked up to them.

"Hey, Gin-Gin," said Fred playfully. "How's school been going?"

"We see you're not a Prefect," added George.

"You make us so proud…"

"Chip off the old blocks…" Ginny rolled her eyes playfully.

"So," said George, this time to Harry, though still not averting his eyes from the card game. "How's school without us?" Lenore suddenly popped out of the fireplace, and everyone lifted a hand in greeting before Fred continued George's statement.

"Dreadfully boring, I suppose?"

"Confining? Tormenting? Miserably tedious?"

"Actually," joked Ginny, "All anyone can talk about is how happy that those Weasley twins are gone…"

"Yeah," added Harry. "Now we can learn properly…"

"I know," agreed Hermione as she showed up, though she was serious. Everyone laughed at her. "What?" she asked.

"Nothing," said Harry. "Nothing."

"Blown up any toilets?" asked Fred, grinning.

"Oh, yeah," said harry in an offhand voice. Now we just have to relieve ourselves in the Forbidden Forest, all because of your bad influences… three students have already disappeared."

"Ah, well…" began George in mock sadness, "There is a price for good fun. At least it is a good experience… Did Malfoy go missing?" he asked hopefully. Harry laughed.

"We wish," he muttered, as Dumbledore showed up, immediately excusing himself and heading upstairs.

"I think Draco's charming," said Lenore. "I don't understand why you can't set aside old grudges…"

Fred and George dropped their cards and looked at Lenore like she was deranged. "You fancy Malfoy…" George said in shock.

"No, I don't," said Lenore. Ginny quickly left the room, muttering something about finding her Mum so she could get her dress. Hermione went with her. Lenore turned to follow, but, just as she reached the kitchen door, she said loudly, "But I know who does." She then hurried away before Harry could ask who it was.

Harry sighed defeatedly and went to a bathroom to change into his emerald dress robe. After that, he reentered the kitchen and joined Fred and George in their card game. Moody and Hagrid had already left.

"What are you playing?" he asked interestedly.

"BS," said George. "Lee taught it to us; he's Muggle-born. Want to play?"

"Sure," said Harry. He remembered how to play the game from seeing his cousin and his friends play it when they were young. Harry was dealt in and the game began.

"Two Aces," said Fred. He then turned to Harry. "Who do you think fancies Malfoy?" he asked disgustedly.

"Three twos."

"No idea, but I think he fancies Lenore… it's obvious; I want to bite his head off! So where are Charlie and Bill?"

"Two threes."

"They're upstairs with Dad, I think. BS. Bill's nervous and Charlie's best man…"

"Man!" said George, taking the pile of cards, which wasn't too big.

"One four. So who's coming from Fleur's side of the family?"

"Just her immediate family and some cousins and stuff. Her parents are moving here. BS."

"Nope. Take it." Harry pushed the card towards George, who looked at it with dismay.

"Two fives. What time is the wedding starting, Fred?"

"Two thirty, but we're getting there at one forty five. Three sixes."

Harry then put down a four, saying, "One seven." He wasn't caught.

"Two eights," said Fred casually, placing down about eight cards.

"BS!" yelled Harry. "How many cards was that?"

Fred grinned sheepishly. "Seven…"

Pretty soon they were called upstairs to the dining room for breakfast. Mrs. Weasley embraced Harry tightly, Mr. Weasley patted him on the shoulder, and Bill and Charlie hurried over to shake his hand. Fleur hugged Harry lightly, her hair a mess and some robes pulled over her wedding dress so nobody could see it. Harry was introduced to some of Ron's Uncles and Aunts and cousins that had come. Fleur's relatives were just going to meet at the wedding.

After breakfast, an hour was allotted to sitting around doing nothing, before they flooed over to the Chapel. Fleur and Bill and everyone in the wedding reception decided to apparate; nobody had thought about getting their clothes dirty in the fireplace. The youngest people there besides Harry, Hermione, Lenore, Ron, and Ginny were some of Ron and Ginny's cousins, a fourteen year old named Leah, a thirteen year old named Tyler, an eleven year old named Victoria, an eight year old named Brian, and a six year old named Mary. All of them had flaming red hair. Mrs. Weasley was in a frenzy about the traveling situation and was begging Dumbledore to set up a Portkey.

He, of course, could not, and so finally the children were flooed. Mrs. Weasley did not want Ginny, a bridesmaid, flooing though. So she decided to let the fifteen year old and the sixteen year olds try to apparate, though she was very worried. She eventually agreed that they would try and double apparate as an extra precaution. Bill took Harry, Fred took Ron, George took Ginny, Tonks took Lenore, and Mrs. Weasley took Hermione. The reason Charlie didn't go with anyone was because he hadn't always been the most talented at apparating; he'd even had to take his test three times.

The apparating went without any major accidents; but Ginny's flowers had been left behind as well as Harry's glasses. Mr. Weasley conjured new flowers for his daughter but as for Harry, there was a slight problem: nobody knew his prescription, not even Harry himself. Lupin, who was also there, finally decided to conjure up the prescription James had used, which ended up being the same as Harry's.

Finally, everyone was seated in the tiny chapel. There was snow outside, and it was very pretty through the stained glass. Harry sat in the aisle next to Mrs. Weasley, Mr. Weasley, Ron, Fred, George, Angelina and Katie (Who'd come as dates with fred and George), Lupin, and Tonks, who he was still seeing though his old almost-fiancee was back. Suddenly, the doors of the church creaked open just before Fleur was about to walk down the aisle. Harry turned to see who it was, and his mouth dropped open. It was…

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A/N: Sorry for the major cliffie! But maybe this will make everybody REVIEW! Mwahahahahahaha! : ) Anyways, I'm not updating until I get at least five or six reviews for the chapter. I'll update ASAP though, after I get some reviews. Happy Holidays to everyone! Update should be tomorrow or the next day. Tootles!

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