A/N Sorry for the wait on this chapter. It's a little different than my other chapters. I had another one of my during class inspirations the other day, and I needed to add more to this chapter after I thought I was finished. Then of course I was overwhelmed with school work, and decided spur of the moment to get help with this chapter from one of the people who had offerred to help me beta. It took a little longer, but it made my life much easier!
Ministry Announces Social Event of the Season
It was announced today by none other than the Minister of Magic himself that in two weeks there will be a banquet held to honor Harry Potter and his achievements in the wizarding world. The date has been announced to be exactly two weeks from today, but the location was not disclosed. Minister Weasley announced that the affair is going to be strictly invitation only, and that the press will not be allowed. It is speculated that all of Mr. Potter's friends from school will be invited. An anonymous source informed the Daily Prophet that there are over two hundred people on the guest list. Minister Weasley informed the press that the location will be charmed so that only invited guests will be able to enter, mentioning that anyone who tries to buy invited guests' initiations will be wasting their money. Minister Weasley closed the press conference by saying it would be a night for the history books.
Boy Who Lived Holds Press Conference
Harry Potter held a press conference today to answer questions about the upcoming banquet being held in his honor. Due to the rules surrounding the press conference set by Mr. Potter, the Daily Prophet is only allowed to print a transcript of the questions and answers. The following is the transcript:
Reporter: Mr. Potter, where were you the last four years?
Potter: Canada. Next question.
Reporter: What were you doing in Canada?
Potter: Recovering. Yes, you. (Points at another reporter)
Reporter: Where were you this past week?
Potter: Canada. Next?
Reporter: Are the allegations about you being a womanizer true?
Potter: No.
Reporter: What are your plans for the future?
Potter: I'm going to start working at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry next September.
Reporter: Are you involved with the Minister's daughter?
Potter: Yes. And only the Minister's daughter if that was your next question.
Reporter: Are you going to be testifying against Colin Creevey?
Potter: Yes.
Reporter: Why don't you want the press at your banquet?
Potter: Because for most of my life the press has been intrusive and has shown little regard for reporting the truth. I am hiring my own photographer who can sell photos that I approve to the press, and anyone who attends the banquet will be more than free to give interviews afterwards. Although I will be recommending to all of my friends that they should charge a small fortune for their interview.
Reporter: Are you involved in the other aspects of planning your banquet?
Potter: Yes. Last question.
Reporter: What are your intentions towards Miss Weasley?
Potter: I hope to one day make her my wife. Thank you for your time, have a lovely day.
Upcoming Banquet has Wizarding World in an Uproar
Ever since the announcement of the Harry Potter Banquet the wizarding world has been in a tizzy. The people who were invited have been scurrying about, trying to figure out what to wear, what to bring, and what to say if they get the highly sought after one on one time with Mr. Potter, while those who weren't invited have been trying to find a way to attain an invitation.
Even the Minister's own wife and daughter were seen yesterday shopping for new dress robes. While their final purchases were not seen, it was reported that Miss Weasley was trying on very elegant, expensive robes, while Mrs. Weasley was trying on simple yet refined robes. The more interesting piece of information from the shopping trip is that Miss Weasley appeared to be wearing a ring on her left hand that looked suspiciously like an engagement ring. That news, coupled with Mr. Potter's proclamation that he wanted to make Miss Weasley his wife leads this reporter to believe that a wedding may already be in the works.
News About Harry Potter Banquet Hard to Come By
Finding out details about the Harry Potter banquet is becoming harder than catching a snitch in the middle of a thunderstorm. Ministry officials are being extremely tight lipped about every aspect of the banquet; from the guest list to the menu, from the agenda to the entertainment. Witch Weekly has discovered that the banquet will be held somewhere in muggle London, and that the building will be charmed so that it is only visible to invited guests. It has also been learned that Fred and George Weasley, owners of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, have taken time off from work to assist in the planning of the event. One can speculate that they are involved with the entertainment and decorating aspects of the banquet.
The entire Weasley family is expected to be in attendance on Friday night. It will be the first time they have all attended a public function since Minister Weasley's induction ceremony.
Colin Creevey Sentenced to Life in Azkaban
After a week long trial, including testimony from Arthur Weasley, Harry Potter, Ginevra Weasley, Venus Trounce Weasley, and Ronald Weasley, Colin Creevey was convicted of attempted murder on three accounts and aiding Lord Voldemort. The details of the trial were closed to the public, but it was announced that Mr. Creevey was found not guilty on the charges of killing Draco Malfoy on the grounds of self-defense. Mr. Creevey was sentenced to life in Azkaban. Normally suspects are kept in Azkaban during their trials, but due to special circumstances the press is not privy to, Mr. Creevey has been being held in the Ministry's dungeons. He will be transported to Azkaban on Monday.
Harry walked into the kitchen to find Ginny sitting at the table looking over several days' worth of newspaper clippings. "Love, what are you doing?"
Ginny looked up, noticing for the first time that she wasn't alone in the room. "Just looking over some articles from the Prophet and Witch Weekly that interested me," she said, blushing slightly. Harry walked over to look at what articles she had been clipping. He raised an eyebrow at her questioningly. Ginny shrugged. "I wanted to remember the things leading up to our wedding since we won't have an official announcement."
"And what does Colin Creevey being sent to Azkaban have to do with our wedding?"
"Well, it's more about much needed closure," Ginny replied simply. "I'm just amazed that they haven't picked up on the fact that the banquet is the wedding."
Harry grinned. "I know! They're being a little daft, don't you think? I'm shocked Hermione hasn't picked up on it."
"Maybe Ron told her already," Ginny suggested.
Harry shook his head with and evil smirk. "I made him sign a contract. I won't go into the details, but trust me when I say if he told her we'd know it."
"You're evil," Ginny said. "What am I going to do with you?"
"Well, first, tomorrow, you're going to marry me," Harry said. "And then you're going to go upstairs with me to our honeymoon suite and we're going stay up the entire night making up for lost time."
"Oh really? Doing what?" Ginny asked, batting her eyelashes.
"Talking, playing chess, maybe a little reading," Harry said innocently.
"Oooo, sound like fun," Ginny gushed. Harry slipped his arms over her shoulders and kissed the top of her head. "You know you can't see me all day tomorrow, right?"
"Why?"
"Muggle tradition apparently; Hermione told me about it before her wedding. She'd absolutely flip out if she thought we broke that tradition," Ginny said,
"How will she know? She doesn't know it's our wedding day," Harry answered with a shrug.
"Well she will by the time the night is over, and then she'll lecture us well into the night keeping us from our reading and such."
"And such indeed," Harry said wistfully. "How long has it been?"
"Since our last good snog? Yesterday in your room. Since the last time we fooled around? About a week. Since the last time we made love? Around three weeks; and of course four years before that time," Ginny answered nonchalantly.
"Keeping track are you?" Harry asked with a laugh.
"Yes. I've spent most of my life waiting for you in one way or another; I don't intend to keep doing so. So, I suggest you get plenty of sleep tonight, take care of any desperate errands, visit old friends, and completely clean your slate because tomorrow night I'm not letting you out of my sight until I have been completely satisfied." Ginny paused and looked Harry square in the eye. "More than once."
"I'm afraid I don't have much of a choice but to comply," Harry said, trying to sound remorseful.
"I know it will be torture for you," Ginny said seriously. She pulled Harry down to her and gave him a proper kiss. Harry wrapped his arms around her and pulled her up from her seat. "Harry what are you doing?" she asked but was silenced by another kiss. He picked her up again and set her down on the table, on top of all the press clippings. "Oh Harry," Ginny whispered, stroking his cheek as he leaned between her legs. She captured his lips with another kiss and ran her tongue over his bottom lip. He opened his mouth to let her in. Ginny wrapped her arms around Harry's back and pulled him closer to her body.
"Oy, Potter. Can't you keep it in your pants for another day?" Ron asked he entered the room carrying a bag of groceries.
"Ron, that's enough," Molly said with a smile as she came into the room behind Ron. "Ginny dear, you're ruining your scrap book materials." Harry blushed as he picked Ginny back up and set her down on the floor.
"It was worth it Mum," Ginny said.
"Well you know what they say; absence makes the heart grow fonder," Molly replied happily.
"Well that definitely applies to us; I love Harry even more than ever after a four year absence. However, I'm starting to think you and Dad wanted us to live here for reasons other than our safety." Ron snorted as his mother ignored Ginny's comment and continued to put away her groceries. "I don't know what you're laughing about, Ronald," Ginny said coolly. She grabbed Harry's hand and began to lead him to the stairs. When they were just about out of earshot, she called back. "After all Ron, when you first found out about Harry and me, you were just relieved that you had lost your innocence first." Ginny and Harry started laughing hysterically as they ran up the stairs and heard Molly start to lecture Ron.
"You are the evil one, Miss Weasley," Harry said as he collapsed on Ginny's bed.
"I won't be for much longer," Ginny said as she collapsed beside him.
Harry rolled onto his side so he could look at her. "You won't be evil?"
"No, I won't be Miss Weasley."
Harry grinned. "That is music to my ears." Harry started to nibble on her neck when there was a gentle knock on the door. Harry groaned. "It's a wonder we can get two seconds alone. Can we ignore it?"
Ginny shook her head as the knock came again. "Come in," she called after sitting up on the bed.
Angelina poked her head in the room. "Sorry to interrupt but I needed to talk to you guys about something."
"What is it Angie?" asked Ginny.
"Well today Amy and Andrea had a couple of their friends over to play, and I heard Amy bragging that they got to go to Harry Potter's banquet because he was going to be their uncle," Angelina explained. "But Fred and I had just planned on leaving the girls with my parents so we could really enjoy ourselves. In fact, I think that George and Alicia were going to leave Julie and Jessica with them too."
"And now they're going to be heartbroken when they find out they're not going," Harry finished for her.
"It just doesn't seem like an affair for children," Angelina added.
Harry looked at Ginny to see the horrorstricken look on her face. He knew she would be crushed if none of her nieces were at her wedding. Harry thought over the situation carefully. "What if all of the girls came for dinner and dancing? After dinner there will be speeches and such, and that's when the drinking will probably start to get a little out of hand, but I don't see any reason they can't stay for an hour or so."
"But then what do we do with them after the hour? I don't want to miss all of the speeches," Angelina said.
"Why don't you bring your parents to the hotel and they can come down for the dinner and dancing and then go up to one of the suites with all the girls," Harry suggested.
"It won't be a big deal if they come?" Angelina asked.
"Nope, but I think you should see if anybody would be willing to help them out with the girls. If they take all of them they'd have their hands full," Harry said. Ginny looked at Harry and silently mouthed a thank you.
"Well then, I guess I'll just go talk to my parents," Angelina said happily. "Thanks so much; now I don't have to deal with two heartbroken little girls."
When the door closed Ginny let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. "I can't believe we didn't think about that! I don't know if I could have gotten married without all of my nieces there!"
"Well, now we don't have to worry about that," Harry said. He looked at his watch and jumped up from his place on the bed. "Oh shit! I'm going to be late!"
Ginny looked at him questioningly. "Late for what?"
"To pick up Anna and Helen," Harry replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Harry walked to the door. "I'll see you later."
"FREEZE!" Ginny screamed. Harry stopped in his tracks and kept his back to Ginny. "You're going to get Anna and?"
"Helen, her mum," Harry supplied helpfully.
"Not the point," Ginny said. "When were you going to tell me that they were coming?"
"After we had said I do?"
"Not funny Potter," Ginny snarled. "Did you really think I would be upset that you wanted them to come?"
"Aren't you?" Harry asked helplessly.
"No," Ginny said and then paused. "Will you turn around so you can look at me?" Harry hesitantly complied. "I'm upset that you didn't feel like you could tell me. I love you, and I know you love me. I have no reason not to want them here; if it weren't for them you wouldn't be here with me now."
"Oh," Harry said quietly.
"Yeah, oh. I just don't want you to feel like you have to keep things from me."
"I'm sorry, I should have told you. I just didn't want anything else stressing you out."
"I can understand that you were just trying to protect me, but I don't need you to. I just need you to be honest with me; no secrets," Ginny said quietly.
"Boy that lecture sounds familiar. I seem to remember giving it sometime recently," Harry said with a smirk.
"Well practice what you preach, Mr. Potter," Ginny said as she threw her pillow at him. "Now go pick up our wedding guests so you can hurry back."
"Actually, Gin, I'm taking them straight to the hotel, and I was thinking about just staying there tonight. That way I can oversee all of the last minute preparations tomorrow and we won't risk the wrath of Hermione for breaking that muggle tradition you were talking about."
Ginny glared at him. "Why do you have to be reasonable when all I want to do is throw you down on the bed and snog you senseless?"
"Because if I'm not we'd never leave the bedroom."
"Just leave before I change my mind about wanting to marry you tomorrow," Ginny teased.
"Alright. Just remember that the next time you see me you'll be moments away from becoming Mrs. Harry Potter." Ginny couldn't help but grin at the thought. "I'll be using Ron to communicate to you and you're supposed to be using your mum. Bye, love."
"Bye Harry, I love you." Ginny fell down on her bed and sighed contently. She couldn't believe that all of her dreams were coming true. She had been waiting her entire life for a day that was almost upon her. "If everything is so perfect, why do I feel like I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop?" Ginny's attention was drawn to a light tapping on her window. She walked over and let in a small owl. She pulled the letter from its leg and patted its head affectionately. "Thank you." She opened the parchment and recognized Hermione's neat handwriting.
Dear Ginny,
I have a last minute idea for the banquet. Meet me first thing tomorrow morning at your flat and we can discuss it. I want it to be a surprise for Harry.
Hermione
"She figured it out, I know it!" Ginny exclaimed as she finished the letter. "I wonder why she didn't use Pig? Maybe she doesn't think Ron knows." Ginny couldn't help but giggle at the thought. "I should have known we couldn't make it to the big day without Hermione knowing. I wonder what she wants."
The next morning Molly was fixing breakfast when Ginny came bouncing happily down the stairs. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I'm flying," Ginny gushed. "Have you heard from Harry yet this morning?"
"Ron just checked in with me, they're at the hotel. He says that Harry is positively glowing; although he also said that Harry would probably kill him if he knew he said so."
"I can't wait to see the look on everyone's face when they realize that we're getting married tonight," Ginny said.
"Your brothers are going to kill you," Molly said.
"I know. I've always enjoyed having something that they don't know," Ginny admitted.
"I never would have guessed," Molly teased. "Do you want some breakfast?"
"I don't think I could eat right now if I wanted to; I'm too excited. I just going to go run a few last minute errands and pick up a few things from my flat."
"Well, don't stress yourself out; I'm sure most things can wait until tomorrow. Will you meet me at the hotel around 10?" Molly asked.
"That sounds fine. This really shouldn't take too long," Ginny replied as she headed for the door. "I'll see you in a little while. If you see Harry, tell him I love him!"
"I will dear."
When Ginny apparated into her flat she looked around for Hermione. Not seeing any sign of her, Ginny headed for the kitchen to fix a cup of tea. She noticed that the kitchen window was open. She cautiously pulled out her wand and turned around. "Hermione? Are you there?"
"Yes," a female voice called that did not belong to Hermione.
"Who's there?" Ginny called as she slowly made her way into the other room. She saw the woman from the pub sitting comfortably on her couch with her wand extended.
"My name's Bella."
"I know who you are," Ginny said, trying to sound confident.
"I bet not nearly as much as I know about you," Bella said sweetly.
"What could you possibly know about me?" Ginny spat.
"I know that you're the most perfect, brilliant, beautiful, special witch in all of England," Bella said sarcastically. "Or so I hear."
"You obviously don't really know anything about me," Ginny said defensively.
"I know I hate you," Bella said as she stood up from the couch. "You took my love away. You kept him from loving me back."
"You know I could easily hate you, too. I know you were having an affair with Colin; I know you tried to take advantage of Harry. We could go on for years trying to make each other's lives miserable. I could probably even have you sent to Azkaban because you seem to be pretty well informed about Colin's actions. But that's not what I'm going to do. We chose not to pursue you for Colin's trial. I was trying to give you a clean break. You should know better than anyone that Colin became obsessed with a love that he could never have, and it drove him to do terrible things. Don't let that happen to you. You're still young, and you're obviously gorgeous. Do something other than plot and scheme." Ginny paused and looked the woman square in the eye. "And if you ever come near me or anyone I love again with the intent to harm them in anyway, I will change my mind and have you sent to Azkaban faster than you can blink. Please leave my house."
Bella let out a cold laugh and didn't move. "You're so arrogant. You think you hold all of the cards. Expelliarmus!" Ginny quickly fell to the ground to dodge the curse. Unfortunately she didn't get up quick enough to miss the second curse Bella sent flying in her direction. Thin, snakelike ropes flew out of Bella's wand and wrapped themselves around Ginny's body. "Now you see I need you to do something for me, and I have a hunch you aren't going to comply freely. So I think I'll just go in your place." Bella laughed. "Have you figured it out yet? I've been following you, studying your habits. Of course it became much harder when you moved back in with your parents, but I managed. I know all about your secret wedding. I'm just surprised nobody else has caught on."
"You'll never fool Harry, he'll know it's not me," Ginny said as she struggled against the ropes.
"Actually I really wasn't planning on attending your wedding, but I don't know it might be fun. I'll just have to keep taking the polyjuice potion all day, and then of course all night. I wonder what Harry would do if he woke up in bed tomorrow with me instead of you?" Bella said with a laugh.
"You'd never pull it off," Ginny snarled.
"Maybe, maybe not. The important thing is that I go down to the Ministry and save Colin so he and I can start our new life together."
"How did you get a polyjuice potion? You haven't had long enough for it to brew?" Ginny said, trying to distract the witch.
"Oh you'd be surprised what you can get when you drop the names Weasley and Potter," Bella replied with a smirk.
"So you used my name!"
"Not exactly. I told the people I was trying to hurt your family and they were more than happy to comply. Are you aware of the number of enemies you have?"
"No, but I'm sure your name is on the top of the list," Ginny answered coolly.
"It wouldn't be if you had just left Colin alone. If you hadn't just strung him along for years, giving him false hope." Bella walked over to Ginny and slid her engagement ring off of her finger. "I'll need this if I really want to convince anybody."
"Bitch," Ginny muttered as she watched the woman put on her ring and walk over to the fireplace. Bella picked up a canister and took a drink. She doubled over as if she were going to be nauseous, and Ginny could do nothing as she saw her features appear on the other woman. Bella straightened herself up and looked happily at her reflection in her hand mirror.
"You know it might be fun to lead your charmed life for a little while. Maybe I'll spend today as you and go after Colin tomorrow," Bella mused as she walked back over to Ginny. She slowly slid a hand around her neck and undid the clasp on Ginny's necklace. "I'll need this too."
"The more time you spend as me the more likely you'll get caught," Ginny threatened. "What are you going to do to me?"
"I don't know; leave you here in a closet? They won't be looking for you, so there's no real need to hide you. This will only be a temporary situation."
"You're never going to get away with this."
"I only need to get away with it long enough to get Colin and leave town. Any damage I can do to yours and Harry's life in the meantime is an added bonus. After all, you have ruined mine. But don't worry about me, at the first sign that someone is suspicious I'll just gather Colin and leave."
"Nice to know," Ginny said sarcastically.
"Now, now, this really could be much worse."
"You've decided to take over my life on my wedding day, how could it be much worse?"
"I could have decided to kill you. Instead I'm going to show sympathy and let you live. You just need to accept the fact that I'm going to have your perfect little life for a day. You've had it for 19 years; I think it's only fair that you share.
"You think my life was perfect? You think my life wasn't hard? Being possessed by a diary when I was 11? Thinking the love of my life was dead for four years? Being betrayed by my best friend?"
"Shut up!" Bella screamed. "I've wasted too much time here talking with you. I'm sure someone will come for you in the next day or so. Enjoy your rest."
When Bella was gone silent tears began to stream down Ginny's cheeks. "No, not this, not today. Harry, help me!"
A/N You didn't really think I'd let them get married that easily did you? Not my style. To answer any questions before you can ask them, Bella broke into Ginny's flat. What did she get? Well, at least a sample of Hermione's handwriting, some hairs from a hairbrush, and some of Ginny's clothes. Ive got a lot of work to do this weekend and beginning of next week, but I always seem to put that stuff off to do this. So no telling when I update. As always, thanks for your reviews, they really are what keeps me going!
