Summary: Ginny is cursed into a sleeping death by Draco Malfoy, only to
awake in a world where she is forced to marry the one person she despises
most. M/
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Chapter Eight: Easter Break
The Great Hall was quiet on Saturday; it was the first day of Easter break and most of the students had gone home for the holiday. Harry, Hermione and Neville didn't mind though, because the Weasleys and (to Harry's liking) Susan Bones had also stayed for the break. The sextet ate brunch quietly talking about nothing and everything. Ron was about to reach for another sausage when Pig crashed into his plate. "Oh!" the table exclaimed. Hermione, being the first to regain her senses, picked Pig up. "Ron, a letter." She said handing it to him. "Stupid bird!" Ron grumbled as he grabbed the envelope and opened it. He began to read it quickly. His face fell as he read further into the letter.
"Gin, we have to go pack. Mom says we have to go back to the Burrow," said Ron "She says it's a family emergency" he gulped. Ginny, worried, gripped Neville's hand a little tighter. "When do we have to leave?" she asked softly. "She says by 3pm we need to be ready in the common room. That's in four hours. She also said that we are to ask no questions." Ron paused, "A bit odd don't you think? It's not like Mum to not give us any clues." "Maybe she can't really tell you here," said Hermione shooting looks to all but Susan, Meaning the Order of the Phoenix. Everyone immediately tensed. They had all obviously been remembering the last few Order escapades and especially the one concerning Arthur in their 5th year. "It can't be that bad," said Susan. The group nodded "I guess," said Ginny clearly not convinced. "Well, I think we'll help you pack and then maybe we could go outside before you have to leave." Hermione suggested. "Right, well come on Gin," he said offering his hand to his sister more for his own comfort than hers. The others watched the pair walk out of the Great Hall, not knowing how to make it better.
The siblings packed in a loud silence with the help of their friends. They finally finished and threw their trunks down in the common room. "Come on you lot, let's make the best of this we still have a few hours lets go!" said Neville, trying to be positive. He grabbed Ginny's hand and led the sullen group out of the castle to the lake. It was a beautifully warm and sunny day; it almost made the group forget their worries. They reached the lake and sat on the pier. "Hey lets play some Exploding Snap," suggested Susan, nudging Harry for support. "Yeah come on guys!" said Harry, getting Susan's hint. So they all played and laughed by the lake for a few hours. Then, following Neville all headed back to the common room at 3:15 to wait for the Weasley parents. They reached the common room and automatically split into couples. Harry and Susan stood in the corner while Ron and Hermione sat at the table in the middle of the room trying to understand what they could of the curious note. "What if something has happened to them?" asked a frustrated Ron. "What if it hasn't?" said Hermione "We don't know anything yet, so it is no use getting upset yet. Whatever it is, we'll get through it together," she reassured him, holding his hand. Ginny and Neville cuddled on the couch, not saying a word. They all stayed that way until Ron walked to the couch and slumped next to Ginny. "It'll be alright Gin," said Ron putting his hand on her shoulder, "Maybe we won't have to stay the whole break and I'm sure Mum and Dad will let them visit." "Yeah, it'll be fine," replied Ginny solemnly. Suddenly the fireplace flames roared a bright green. The students in the common room backed up as three figures stepped out of the fire. "Oy mates!" shouted Charlie, "Ready to go?" Bill began collecting the trunks and stacking them in the fireplace. Once all the items were stuffed in he squeezed his body against them and flooed back to The Burrow. "Right then, say your goodbyes and we'll be off!" Mr. Weasley said trying to smile. Ginny hugged Harry and Hermione, while Ron shook Neville and Harry's hands. Ron pulled Hermione into a hug and then vanished into the fire. Neville brushed back the hair that had fallen on Ginny's face and lightly kissed her. "Love you," he whispered. "Love you too," she replied and stepped into the flames. "Not to worry, you'll see them soon. Stay out of trouble now," Arthur said looking particularly at Harry. Harry gave a slight nod as Mr. Weasley grabbed a handful of floo powder and shouted, "The Burrow!"
"Oh Ginny, dear, it's so good to have you home, "exclaimed Mrs. Weasley while putting the last of the dishes on the worn wooden table. "Gin! Ron!" Shouted Fred and George, bounding down the stairs almost knocking them over. Ginny giggled and hugged her brothers. The twins helped Bill carry up the trunks while Ginny, Charlie and Ron went to wash off the soot that was covering them head to toe. "DINNER," yelled Mrs. Weasley. The family sat down to dinner. Ginny's eyes lit up at the sight of the in the middle of the table; it was her favourite food. The family talked about the upcoming end of the year exams, the ministry, Dragons, and some new curses Bill had encountered in Egypt. During Bill's detailed description of, the newly discovered, Anubis Temple, Fred slipped some new experiments into Ron's dessert. "Muuuuum," Ginny's voice raised slowly. Everyone turned to her and then to where her finger was pointing. Ron's hair had turned purple! "Gahhhhh!" screamed Ron after seeing himself in the mirror. "What's wrong ikle Ronnykins? Don't you like our new Candy?" Fred and George laughed. "They are pretty clever, yeah? We call them Lavender Lozenges," said Fred. Mrs. Weasley glared at her two sons, "Fred. George. What have I told you about experimenting on family! Change him back now!" "Can't Mum, it time released. Don't worry it'll fade by tomorrow," stated George grinning. "Oh," Molly sighed, "Well all of you out. Ginny help me with the dishes, please."
As the boys left Molly gave Arthur a look, he nodded and walked out of the kitchen. He headed towards Ron, "Ron, Can I speak with you for a minute," he asked pointing to his study. "Sure Dad," Ron replied stepping into the small cluttered room filled with plugs and other muggle items. "Have a seat," said Mr. Weasley pointing to an old tattered chair in the corner. "Ron something has happened that I must explain to you. The others except Ginny already know. I will have to put a Secret Charm on you so that you cannot talk about this something until I lift the charm. All I ask is for you to listen before you react. This will be very difficult for you to hear." Mr. Weasley looked at his son for a sign. Ron's mind was racing, he had never seen his Dad so serious since his second year, he was actually scared. Ron looked up and nodded. Mr. Weasley drew a long breath, pulled out his wand and muttered, "Silentiate." Ron watched as a blue-ish Grey smoke swirled out of his father's wand and surrounded him. He felt smothered, let out a cough and the smoke dissipated. He looked up at his father, waiting for him to begin. "Ron, you remember Ginny's accident and how we couldn't awaken her. Well there was one way we could and so we had to do it...." Mr. Weasley continued telling the rest of the story very slowly and in much detail so Ron could understand. Ron sat in the tattered chair unmoving but his fists were tightly gripping the arms of the chair. When his father finished all he could do was stare. "Ron?" questioned Mr. Weasley. Ron averted his father's eyes as a single tear rolled down his freckled cheek. "Oh son," said Arthur reaching for Ron. Ron pulled away glaring at him. He felt himself fill with uncontrollable anger. His appearance became monochromatic matching his hair. Ron lost control. He screamed as he charged at his father and began hitting him repeatedly in the chest. Plugs and the two chairs were crashing everywhere in the tiny room. Bill and Charlie, hearing the noise, rushed into the line of fire, managing to restrain their younger brother into a chair. "Dad. Go. We'll talk to him," said Bill roughly. The door closed and Ron, tired of struggling, began to cry. In-between sobs bits of incoherent sentences of "Draco...why...dad...curse.." His mind was whirling with emotion. He didn't know what to feel. And now he couldn't even talk about it! Discouraged he looked up at his brothers. He saw that they were they were hurt too. as well; he didn't have to face it alone. Support. Support they decided was the best was to help Ginny through this. Ron wiped away his last tear and stood up. He hugged his brothers and the three Weasley brothers walked out of the study feeling quite the opposite of alone. As the trio entered the living room they saw Ginny sitting on the couch, looking rather anxious. Ron sat down next to her on her right and Bill took her left. Fred and George were both sitting on the floor across from Charlie who was leaning against the mantel. Ron looked across the beaten coffee table at his mother and father, who both looked rather tired and nervous. Arthur, seeing that everyone was present, cleared his throat and began.
" Ginny, I ...We have some news that is not going to be easy for you to grasp but, I ask you to please keep an open mind and let me finish before you ask questions. Alright?" Ginny nodded, unsure of what was to come. Mr. And Mrs. Weasley took turns re-telling the story and the consequences of their actions. Ginny sat motionless and expressionless throughout the ordeal. She couldn't even bear it, how could she marry Malfoy! Molly ended with, "I hope you understand and can, at some point in time, forgive and understand our decision. We love you very much." All of the Weasleys were now staring at Ginny, waiting for some sign of life.
After a few moments of silence Ginny slowly rose to her feet. She looked at her parents, nodded her head and walked out of the house. Molly stood to follow her but Ron held her back, "Let her go Mum, she needs time, please." he begged.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Chapter Eight: Easter Break
The Great Hall was quiet on Saturday; it was the first day of Easter break and most of the students had gone home for the holiday. Harry, Hermione and Neville didn't mind though, because the Weasleys and (to Harry's liking) Susan Bones had also stayed for the break. The sextet ate brunch quietly talking about nothing and everything. Ron was about to reach for another sausage when Pig crashed into his plate. "Oh!" the table exclaimed. Hermione, being the first to regain her senses, picked Pig up. "Ron, a letter." She said handing it to him. "Stupid bird!" Ron grumbled as he grabbed the envelope and opened it. He began to read it quickly. His face fell as he read further into the letter.
"Gin, we have to go pack. Mom says we have to go back to the Burrow," said Ron "She says it's a family emergency" he gulped. Ginny, worried, gripped Neville's hand a little tighter. "When do we have to leave?" she asked softly. "She says by 3pm we need to be ready in the common room. That's in four hours. She also said that we are to ask no questions." Ron paused, "A bit odd don't you think? It's not like Mum to not give us any clues." "Maybe she can't really tell you here," said Hermione shooting looks to all but Susan, Meaning the Order of the Phoenix. Everyone immediately tensed. They had all obviously been remembering the last few Order escapades and especially the one concerning Arthur in their 5th year. "It can't be that bad," said Susan. The group nodded "I guess," said Ginny clearly not convinced. "Well, I think we'll help you pack and then maybe we could go outside before you have to leave." Hermione suggested. "Right, well come on Gin," he said offering his hand to his sister more for his own comfort than hers. The others watched the pair walk out of the Great Hall, not knowing how to make it better.
The siblings packed in a loud silence with the help of their friends. They finally finished and threw their trunks down in the common room. "Come on you lot, let's make the best of this we still have a few hours lets go!" said Neville, trying to be positive. He grabbed Ginny's hand and led the sullen group out of the castle to the lake. It was a beautifully warm and sunny day; it almost made the group forget their worries. They reached the lake and sat on the pier. "Hey lets play some Exploding Snap," suggested Susan, nudging Harry for support. "Yeah come on guys!" said Harry, getting Susan's hint. So they all played and laughed by the lake for a few hours. Then, following Neville all headed back to the common room at 3:15 to wait for the Weasley parents. They reached the common room and automatically split into couples. Harry and Susan stood in the corner while Ron and Hermione sat at the table in the middle of the room trying to understand what they could of the curious note. "What if something has happened to them?" asked a frustrated Ron. "What if it hasn't?" said Hermione "We don't know anything yet, so it is no use getting upset yet. Whatever it is, we'll get through it together," she reassured him, holding his hand. Ginny and Neville cuddled on the couch, not saying a word. They all stayed that way until Ron walked to the couch and slumped next to Ginny. "It'll be alright Gin," said Ron putting his hand on her shoulder, "Maybe we won't have to stay the whole break and I'm sure Mum and Dad will let them visit." "Yeah, it'll be fine," replied Ginny solemnly. Suddenly the fireplace flames roared a bright green. The students in the common room backed up as three figures stepped out of the fire. "Oy mates!" shouted Charlie, "Ready to go?" Bill began collecting the trunks and stacking them in the fireplace. Once all the items were stuffed in he squeezed his body against them and flooed back to The Burrow. "Right then, say your goodbyes and we'll be off!" Mr. Weasley said trying to smile. Ginny hugged Harry and Hermione, while Ron shook Neville and Harry's hands. Ron pulled Hermione into a hug and then vanished into the fire. Neville brushed back the hair that had fallen on Ginny's face and lightly kissed her. "Love you," he whispered. "Love you too," she replied and stepped into the flames. "Not to worry, you'll see them soon. Stay out of trouble now," Arthur said looking particularly at Harry. Harry gave a slight nod as Mr. Weasley grabbed a handful of floo powder and shouted, "The Burrow!"
"Oh Ginny, dear, it's so good to have you home, "exclaimed Mrs. Weasley while putting the last of the dishes on the worn wooden table. "Gin! Ron!" Shouted Fred and George, bounding down the stairs almost knocking them over. Ginny giggled and hugged her brothers. The twins helped Bill carry up the trunks while Ginny, Charlie and Ron went to wash off the soot that was covering them head to toe. "DINNER," yelled Mrs. Weasley. The family sat down to dinner. Ginny's eyes lit up at the sight of the in the middle of the table; it was her favourite food. The family talked about the upcoming end of the year exams, the ministry, Dragons, and some new curses Bill had encountered in Egypt. During Bill's detailed description of, the newly discovered, Anubis Temple, Fred slipped some new experiments into Ron's dessert. "Muuuuum," Ginny's voice raised slowly. Everyone turned to her and then to where her finger was pointing. Ron's hair had turned purple! "Gahhhhh!" screamed Ron after seeing himself in the mirror. "What's wrong ikle Ronnykins? Don't you like our new Candy?" Fred and George laughed. "They are pretty clever, yeah? We call them Lavender Lozenges," said Fred. Mrs. Weasley glared at her two sons, "Fred. George. What have I told you about experimenting on family! Change him back now!" "Can't Mum, it time released. Don't worry it'll fade by tomorrow," stated George grinning. "Oh," Molly sighed, "Well all of you out. Ginny help me with the dishes, please."
As the boys left Molly gave Arthur a look, he nodded and walked out of the kitchen. He headed towards Ron, "Ron, Can I speak with you for a minute," he asked pointing to his study. "Sure Dad," Ron replied stepping into the small cluttered room filled with plugs and other muggle items. "Have a seat," said Mr. Weasley pointing to an old tattered chair in the corner. "Ron something has happened that I must explain to you. The others except Ginny already know. I will have to put a Secret Charm on you so that you cannot talk about this something until I lift the charm. All I ask is for you to listen before you react. This will be very difficult for you to hear." Mr. Weasley looked at his son for a sign. Ron's mind was racing, he had never seen his Dad so serious since his second year, he was actually scared. Ron looked up and nodded. Mr. Weasley drew a long breath, pulled out his wand and muttered, "Silentiate." Ron watched as a blue-ish Grey smoke swirled out of his father's wand and surrounded him. He felt smothered, let out a cough and the smoke dissipated. He looked up at his father, waiting for him to begin. "Ron, you remember Ginny's accident and how we couldn't awaken her. Well there was one way we could and so we had to do it...." Mr. Weasley continued telling the rest of the story very slowly and in much detail so Ron could understand. Ron sat in the tattered chair unmoving but his fists were tightly gripping the arms of the chair. When his father finished all he could do was stare. "Ron?" questioned Mr. Weasley. Ron averted his father's eyes as a single tear rolled down his freckled cheek. "Oh son," said Arthur reaching for Ron. Ron pulled away glaring at him. He felt himself fill with uncontrollable anger. His appearance became monochromatic matching his hair. Ron lost control. He screamed as he charged at his father and began hitting him repeatedly in the chest. Plugs and the two chairs were crashing everywhere in the tiny room. Bill and Charlie, hearing the noise, rushed into the line of fire, managing to restrain their younger brother into a chair. "Dad. Go. We'll talk to him," said Bill roughly. The door closed and Ron, tired of struggling, began to cry. In-between sobs bits of incoherent sentences of "Draco...why...dad...curse.." His mind was whirling with emotion. He didn't know what to feel. And now he couldn't even talk about it! Discouraged he looked up at his brothers. He saw that they were they were hurt too. as well; he didn't have to face it alone. Support. Support they decided was the best was to help Ginny through this. Ron wiped away his last tear and stood up. He hugged his brothers and the three Weasley brothers walked out of the study feeling quite the opposite of alone. As the trio entered the living room they saw Ginny sitting on the couch, looking rather anxious. Ron sat down next to her on her right and Bill took her left. Fred and George were both sitting on the floor across from Charlie who was leaning against the mantel. Ron looked across the beaten coffee table at his mother and father, who both looked rather tired and nervous. Arthur, seeing that everyone was present, cleared his throat and began.
" Ginny, I ...We have some news that is not going to be easy for you to grasp but, I ask you to please keep an open mind and let me finish before you ask questions. Alright?" Ginny nodded, unsure of what was to come. Mr. And Mrs. Weasley took turns re-telling the story and the consequences of their actions. Ginny sat motionless and expressionless throughout the ordeal. She couldn't even bear it, how could she marry Malfoy! Molly ended with, "I hope you understand and can, at some point in time, forgive and understand our decision. We love you very much." All of the Weasleys were now staring at Ginny, waiting for some sign of life.
After a few moments of silence Ginny slowly rose to her feet. She looked at her parents, nodded her head and walked out of the house. Molly stood to follow her but Ron held her back, "Let her go Mum, she needs time, please." he begged.