Another fine chapter by us.
Merry to Marry
It's morning. Time to wake up. (NO! to sleep...waaahhh).
TIB's waking up. The first thing she sees is an envelope near the bed. She's opening it and finding a Winnie the Pooh card. Inside it there are writings:
Congratulations for the birth of your son Thompson Ivy Braven. May he be on the right side. Love, Peter Pettigrew
TIB: Love??? From Wormtail?? I must be still dreaming.
She's getting out of her bed when groups of fairies are loitering around her. The moment they see her, they are signing for her to follow them.
She's doing it.
She's walking and walking and walking (enough of that) and walking (couldn't resist!). She's in a beautiful forest when one of the fairies is bumping in a large vine ( Are there vines in a forest? Oh well. . . ).
Meanwhile, TIB's continuing to walk.
Then, the most unexpected thing happens: she stops.
Out of nowhere, she was suddenly aware of the magically creation of a river crossing the forset. In the middle of it there's an island and a path of flying ducks that lead her to the welcoming embrace of her loved one.
When they're breaking their hug, Tom is on his knees
TIB: Are you doing what I think you doing?
Voldi: Eh. . . Yes.
TIB: Oh, continue then.
Voldi: From the first time you've killed me. . .
TIB: Tried to kill you.
Voldi: . . .Tried to kill me, I knew you're the one with whom I want to spend eternity.
TIB: But I thought the whole "I'm the bad guy who wants eternal life" was faked.
Voldi: Please, focus, I'm trying to do something here.
TIB: Sorry, I'll shut up.
Voldi: Forgiven. Where was I?
TIB: I don't exactly know but something in the middle of proposing. Do it already.
Voldi: Right . . .Marriage. You know what's marriage, right?
TIB: N. . . Yes. Get on with it!
Voldi: So. . . Will you?
TIB: Will I?
Voldi: Yeah?
TIB: Marry you?
Voldi: Yeah.
TIB: Yes.
~Hallelujah!!~
TIB: Haven't you forgotten something?
Voldi: Oh, the ring. The ring? Where is the ring? The ring!
TIB: No, you didn't. . . don't tell me you forgot the ring!?
(Us: The ring? The one ring? But it was destroyed. The ring was destroyed! Oh. . . not that one. Fine, continue.)
Voldi: Of course I didn't! Here is the ring (showing her a shiny little box).
TIB's opening it with anxiety.
TIB: There's nothing in it.
Voldi: Is that important?
TIB: Well. . . I love you. I'll marry you. Forget the ring. Just kiss me.
They're kissing.
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Much much later, like in few days later, like a month later or. .. just. .. later.
Draco Malfoy: Crabbe, here you are!
Crabbe and Goyle: (simultaneously) Yes.
Draco: Why aren't you preparing your present to the wedding?
Crabbe: (stupidly) Wedding?
Goyle: Your wedding? You never told us you're getting married.
Draco: (to himself: why do I even bother??) No. I'm not getting married. It's the wedding of The Dark Lord and the Mudblood.
Goyle: Who?
Draco: What's- her- name. . you know her. . . TIB.
Crabbe & Goyle: Ohhhhhh.
Draco: My dad is going to give them out sneezing germicide that our aunt gave us last summer. It's a little rusty but Mom says that they should find it useful with the mouse they're keeping there.
Goyle: Aren't germicides killing insects?
Draco: (impatiently) Your point?
Goyle: Warmtail's a mouse.
Draco: so?
Crab: germicide won't kill it.
Draco: it's not meant to kill him, idiot. It's for his bedbugs.
Goyle: oh, right. Is he still there?
Draco: Yeah. They refuse to get rid of the rat.
Goyle: Ok. And he is going to be their best man?
Draco: No! Snape is. But Mom is the bridesmaid.
Goyle: And when will he wedding be?
Crabbe: Goyle! He told us the date many times!
Goyle: Oh right. . What was it?
Crabbe: (scratching his head) I don't know.
Draco: Oh, you idiots. It's in 20 days.
Crabbe: So soon?
*Not far away there is someone who hears them talking. Someone who wasn't supposed to hear any of it. Nevertheless, he did.
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Meanwhile. . ..
In the Gryffindor common room.
Harry: We must do something.
Ron: About what?
Harry: You know about what! About killing Voldemort, of course! He killed Hermione, remember?
Ron: You think I can forget? Even if I wanted to, you keep telling me every minute of the day, EVERYDAY.
Harry: She's dead. I'm not just going to forget it. Besides, he killed Sirius, my godfather, too! He killed Cedric. And my parents! He killed lots of innocent people, Ron, he must be stopped.
Ron: And we're the ones who can stop him? Bunch of adult wizards couldn't do a damn thing so how are we going to make a difference?
Harry: Of course we are. Don't forget that I'm Harry Potter. I beat him once, how hard can it be to do it again?
Ron: You're right. But. . when, how and where are we going to do it?
Harry: Ron! Don't be petty. We will just wave our wands and he will be dead. How hard can it possibly be?
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Not far away, at Hogwarts, Dumby's office
Shpulolaiga: Congratulations Master Dumbledore!
Dumby: It's not my birthday.
Shpu: Your daughter is getting married!
Dumby: Ivy? She's getting married? To the scumbag?
Shpu: No scum in my bag, master Dumbeldore. I've cleaned it last week.
Dumby: Who told you that?
Shpu: I . . .kind of. . . mistakenly. . .eavesdropped.
Dumby: To whom Shpulolaiga?
Shpu: Bad Shpulolaiga. . .poor Shpulolaiga. . .heard voices he didn't need to hear. Shpulolaiga is a good house elf, he went to clean as he was supposed to, master, when three boys (One boy and two gorillas?) talked. I just HAD to listen, master. Bad Shpulolaiga bad (knocking his hands on his head).
Dumby: Relax Shpulolaiga. . .you've done nothing wrong. Now, please tell me who those kids were?
Shpu: The young Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle were the ones who sneak-snoked.
Dumby: They did, didn't they . . . what else did they talk about?
Shpu: No! Shpulolaiga is a good house elf! He will never listen to what young masters talked. . . (Shamefully) but he did.
Dumby: . . .?
Sphu: They talked about presents, master. And best man. And. . .
Dumby: best man?
Sphu: Yes. Professor Severus Snape's going to be their best man. I think it is kind of him.
Dumby: Kind indeed. When will that. . occasion take place, did they say?
Spuh: More 20 days. But no one said anything about where.
Dumby: Don't you worry about it, Shpulolaiga, they probably simply. . . forgot. . Thank you. Off you go.
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20 days later
It's almost sunset. Just before the end of the most amazing day you can ever imagine, a group of wizards and witches are standing on a high mountain, behind it stretched a silver lake, so peaceful, so beautiful. All over the place there are all the kinds of animals you can ever think of. They are waiting for their lady. And for the master. The dark lord is riding toward them on a unicorn together with his best man, Severus Snape. They are walking slowly on the path that is covered with blue and red roses. When they finally arrive to the end of it, a magical music is heard (a wedding march) while two eagles were flying across the sky. And there she was, a beautiful lady. Her chestnut hair falls on her magnificent dress, hiding the scar in shape of T on her back. She has a spark in her eyes, like Dumbeldore's eyes. The material of her dress is unique, it wore the color which is the observer's favorite color. At the other side of the long path, there's a man waiting for her. Her true love. Tom Marvolo Riddle.
A snake (an animagus): Dearly beloved wizards and witches. We've gathered here in this day of blessings, magic, old and new friends, and above all, love. You can't define what love is. If you never felt it, you will never know. But I'm not going to lecture you about love. Because these two people who stand here are waiting, waiting to join their two souls and make them as one. The broom . . .er. . . groom. . .may now speak or forever hold his peace.
Voldemort (Tom, whatever): Ivy, from the first time I laid my eyes on you, I felt it. I just knew that someday we will be together. And somehow heaven led you to me for a lifetime, so we shall be together to cherish each other and love like we've never been separated our entire life. We are bound, Ivy, by more than just this ring. We are bound by the soul, so we will never be broken nor forced to be apart. All the ages of the world won't be enough for me to be with you and to serve you, but I'll try. I'll try because the other way is not being with you. And that equals death.
A snake: Ivy.
Ivy: Tom, when you are near me, I feel like I'm in a wonderful dream. You brought color and painted my life with colors. I thought that if I open my eyes to the reality, it would be all gone. But here I am today, standing next to you, surrounded with my friends on the most wonderful day I can think of. I am going to make my dream come true. And I love you.
With a magical wind TIB's and Voldy's hands are being lifted and tied up with a green rope.
A snake: Do you, Tom Marvolo Riddle, take this witch, Thompson Ivy Braven, to be your lawful wife in good health and sickness, poverty and wealth, with or without magic as long as you shall live?
Voldemort: I do.
A snake: The same goes to you, Ivy. Do you?
Ivy: I do.
A snake: I now pronounce you, husband and wife. You may....
They're already kissing.
There's a noise, Harry and Ron are interrupting the wedding, running like crazy (like they were ever sane, right . . ) and screaming "STOP THE WEDDING!"
All the faces are turning to them, TIB and Voldi are breaking their kiss.
Voldi: (annoyed) What are you doing here, stupid children?
Harry: We came here to make sure you will not kill any more innocent souls. No more.
Voldi: Really? And you will do it how?
Harry: I'm not afraid of you. I have a wand!
Draco Malfo: Experliarmus.
Voldi: Oh, that one?
Harry (is ready to fight and presenting fists) : I have those (he meant the fists. . yeah, they will be helpful.)
Voldi: Let me and this pretty woman here finish kissing and then I'll deal with you, ok?
Harry: (shouting) You married him??
Ron: How could you?
Harry:(to Ron) You don't even know her!
Ron: Who cares, she's hot. Besides, I don't get to say a lot of things since I'm not the star so I have to improvise.
Before any of the presents could comment about his stupidity, a shape from their past crossed the room, earning wondering glares from everyone.
It was Hermione.
:TBC:
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Merry to Marry
It's morning. Time to wake up. (NO! to sleep...waaahhh).
TIB's waking up. The first thing she sees is an envelope near the bed. She's opening it and finding a Winnie the Pooh card. Inside it there are writings:
Congratulations for the birth of your son Thompson Ivy Braven. May he be on the right side. Love, Peter Pettigrew
TIB: Love??? From Wormtail?? I must be still dreaming.
She's getting out of her bed when groups of fairies are loitering around her. The moment they see her, they are signing for her to follow them.
She's doing it.
She's walking and walking and walking (enough of that) and walking (couldn't resist!). She's in a beautiful forest when one of the fairies is bumping in a large vine ( Are there vines in a forest? Oh well. . . ).
Meanwhile, TIB's continuing to walk.
Then, the most unexpected thing happens: she stops.
Out of nowhere, she was suddenly aware of the magically creation of a river crossing the forset. In the middle of it there's an island and a path of flying ducks that lead her to the welcoming embrace of her loved one.
When they're breaking their hug, Tom is on his knees
TIB: Are you doing what I think you doing?
Voldi: Eh. . . Yes.
TIB: Oh, continue then.
Voldi: From the first time you've killed me. . .
TIB: Tried to kill you.
Voldi: . . .Tried to kill me, I knew you're the one with whom I want to spend eternity.
TIB: But I thought the whole "I'm the bad guy who wants eternal life" was faked.
Voldi: Please, focus, I'm trying to do something here.
TIB: Sorry, I'll shut up.
Voldi: Forgiven. Where was I?
TIB: I don't exactly know but something in the middle of proposing. Do it already.
Voldi: Right . . .Marriage. You know what's marriage, right?
TIB: N. . . Yes. Get on with it!
Voldi: So. . . Will you?
TIB: Will I?
Voldi: Yeah?
TIB: Marry you?
Voldi: Yeah.
TIB: Yes.
~Hallelujah!!~
TIB: Haven't you forgotten something?
Voldi: Oh, the ring. The ring? Where is the ring? The ring!
TIB: No, you didn't. . . don't tell me you forgot the ring!?
(Us: The ring? The one ring? But it was destroyed. The ring was destroyed! Oh. . . not that one. Fine, continue.)
Voldi: Of course I didn't! Here is the ring (showing her a shiny little box).
TIB's opening it with anxiety.
TIB: There's nothing in it.
Voldi: Is that important?
TIB: Well. . . I love you. I'll marry you. Forget the ring. Just kiss me.
They're kissing.
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Much much later, like in few days later, like a month later or. .. just. .. later.
Draco Malfoy: Crabbe, here you are!
Crabbe and Goyle: (simultaneously) Yes.
Draco: Why aren't you preparing your present to the wedding?
Crabbe: (stupidly) Wedding?
Goyle: Your wedding? You never told us you're getting married.
Draco: (to himself: why do I even bother??) No. I'm not getting married. It's the wedding of The Dark Lord and the Mudblood.
Goyle: Who?
Draco: What's- her- name. . you know her. . . TIB.
Crabbe & Goyle: Ohhhhhh.
Draco: My dad is going to give them out sneezing germicide that our aunt gave us last summer. It's a little rusty but Mom says that they should find it useful with the mouse they're keeping there.
Goyle: Aren't germicides killing insects?
Draco: (impatiently) Your point?
Goyle: Warmtail's a mouse.
Draco: so?
Crab: germicide won't kill it.
Draco: it's not meant to kill him, idiot. It's for his bedbugs.
Goyle: oh, right. Is he still there?
Draco: Yeah. They refuse to get rid of the rat.
Goyle: Ok. And he is going to be their best man?
Draco: No! Snape is. But Mom is the bridesmaid.
Goyle: And when will he wedding be?
Crabbe: Goyle! He told us the date many times!
Goyle: Oh right. . What was it?
Crabbe: (scratching his head) I don't know.
Draco: Oh, you idiots. It's in 20 days.
Crabbe: So soon?
*Not far away there is someone who hears them talking. Someone who wasn't supposed to hear any of it. Nevertheless, he did.
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Meanwhile. . ..
In the Gryffindor common room.
Harry: We must do something.
Ron: About what?
Harry: You know about what! About killing Voldemort, of course! He killed Hermione, remember?
Ron: You think I can forget? Even if I wanted to, you keep telling me every minute of the day, EVERYDAY.
Harry: She's dead. I'm not just going to forget it. Besides, he killed Sirius, my godfather, too! He killed Cedric. And my parents! He killed lots of innocent people, Ron, he must be stopped.
Ron: And we're the ones who can stop him? Bunch of adult wizards couldn't do a damn thing so how are we going to make a difference?
Harry: Of course we are. Don't forget that I'm Harry Potter. I beat him once, how hard can it be to do it again?
Ron: You're right. But. . when, how and where are we going to do it?
Harry: Ron! Don't be petty. We will just wave our wands and he will be dead. How hard can it possibly be?
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Not far away, at Hogwarts, Dumby's office
Shpulolaiga: Congratulations Master Dumbledore!
Dumby: It's not my birthday.
Shpu: Your daughter is getting married!
Dumby: Ivy? She's getting married? To the scumbag?
Shpu: No scum in my bag, master Dumbeldore. I've cleaned it last week.
Dumby: Who told you that?
Shpu: I . . .kind of. . . mistakenly. . .eavesdropped.
Dumby: To whom Shpulolaiga?
Shpu: Bad Shpulolaiga. . .poor Shpulolaiga. . .heard voices he didn't need to hear. Shpulolaiga is a good house elf, he went to clean as he was supposed to, master, when three boys (One boy and two gorillas?) talked. I just HAD to listen, master. Bad Shpulolaiga bad (knocking his hands on his head).
Dumby: Relax Shpulolaiga. . .you've done nothing wrong. Now, please tell me who those kids were?
Shpu: The young Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle were the ones who sneak-snoked.
Dumby: They did, didn't they . . . what else did they talk about?
Shpu: No! Shpulolaiga is a good house elf! He will never listen to what young masters talked. . . (Shamefully) but he did.
Dumby: . . .?
Sphu: They talked about presents, master. And best man. And. . .
Dumby: best man?
Sphu: Yes. Professor Severus Snape's going to be their best man. I think it is kind of him.
Dumby: Kind indeed. When will that. . occasion take place, did they say?
Spuh: More 20 days. But no one said anything about where.
Dumby: Don't you worry about it, Shpulolaiga, they probably simply. . . forgot. . Thank you. Off you go.
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20 days later
It's almost sunset. Just before the end of the most amazing day you can ever imagine, a group of wizards and witches are standing on a high mountain, behind it stretched a silver lake, so peaceful, so beautiful. All over the place there are all the kinds of animals you can ever think of. They are waiting for their lady. And for the master. The dark lord is riding toward them on a unicorn together with his best man, Severus Snape. They are walking slowly on the path that is covered with blue and red roses. When they finally arrive to the end of it, a magical music is heard (a wedding march) while two eagles were flying across the sky. And there she was, a beautiful lady. Her chestnut hair falls on her magnificent dress, hiding the scar in shape of T on her back. She has a spark in her eyes, like Dumbeldore's eyes. The material of her dress is unique, it wore the color which is the observer's favorite color. At the other side of the long path, there's a man waiting for her. Her true love. Tom Marvolo Riddle.
A snake (an animagus): Dearly beloved wizards and witches. We've gathered here in this day of blessings, magic, old and new friends, and above all, love. You can't define what love is. If you never felt it, you will never know. But I'm not going to lecture you about love. Because these two people who stand here are waiting, waiting to join their two souls and make them as one. The broom . . .er. . . groom. . .may now speak or forever hold his peace.
Voldemort (Tom, whatever): Ivy, from the first time I laid my eyes on you, I felt it. I just knew that someday we will be together. And somehow heaven led you to me for a lifetime, so we shall be together to cherish each other and love like we've never been separated our entire life. We are bound, Ivy, by more than just this ring. We are bound by the soul, so we will never be broken nor forced to be apart. All the ages of the world won't be enough for me to be with you and to serve you, but I'll try. I'll try because the other way is not being with you. And that equals death.
A snake: Ivy.
Ivy: Tom, when you are near me, I feel like I'm in a wonderful dream. You brought color and painted my life with colors. I thought that if I open my eyes to the reality, it would be all gone. But here I am today, standing next to you, surrounded with my friends on the most wonderful day I can think of. I am going to make my dream come true. And I love you.
With a magical wind TIB's and Voldy's hands are being lifted and tied up with a green rope.
A snake: Do you, Tom Marvolo Riddle, take this witch, Thompson Ivy Braven, to be your lawful wife in good health and sickness, poverty and wealth, with or without magic as long as you shall live?
Voldemort: I do.
A snake: The same goes to you, Ivy. Do you?
Ivy: I do.
A snake: I now pronounce you, husband and wife. You may....
They're already kissing.
There's a noise, Harry and Ron are interrupting the wedding, running like crazy (like they were ever sane, right . . ) and screaming "STOP THE WEDDING!"
All the faces are turning to them, TIB and Voldi are breaking their kiss.
Voldi: (annoyed) What are you doing here, stupid children?
Harry: We came here to make sure you will not kill any more innocent souls. No more.
Voldi: Really? And you will do it how?
Harry: I'm not afraid of you. I have a wand!
Draco Malfo: Experliarmus.
Voldi: Oh, that one?
Harry (is ready to fight and presenting fists) : I have those (he meant the fists. . yeah, they will be helpful.)
Voldi: Let me and this pretty woman here finish kissing and then I'll deal with you, ok?
Harry: (shouting) You married him??
Ron: How could you?
Harry:(to Ron) You don't even know her!
Ron: Who cares, she's hot. Besides, I don't get to say a lot of things since I'm not the star so I have to improvise.
Before any of the presents could comment about his stupidity, a shape from their past crossed the room, earning wondering glares from everyone.
It was Hermione.
:TBC:
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