The one with the Duelling

                                          

"Not happy to see us, brother dear?" George teased.

"Remus, looking good." Fred thumped him on his shoulder.

"I am in my ordinary robes." Remus stated, dryly.

"Oh. Still looking good for someone who is about to commit himself to a lifetime of battle of the sexes."

"Don't forget the makeup sex." Sirius added, having always gotten along famously with the Weasley twins.

Remus blushed while the rest of them sniggered.

"Rumor's that you invited Snivellus."  Fred commented, conjuring a bottle of butterbeer as he made himself comfortable on another settee while George wandered towards the kitchen to ransack the fridge.

"He didn't RSVP though." Remus had no twinge of notable regret in his voice..

"Who needs that hook nosed boy anyway?" Sirius made a face as Harry, Ron and the twins laughed.

Remus remained surprisingly stone faced.

"Just thought, you know, Sir, you could finally come clean about your true feelings for him." He commented, smiling thinly.

The boys exploded with laughter while Sirius had an expression of utmost incredulity on his face.

"I would kill you if it weren't your wedding day." He threatened.

Remus gave a short laugh.

"You'd never do that, Padfoot, cos I'd attack you next full moon."

Sirius let out a growl in frustration.

"Unrequited love is always frustrating." George consoled amidst laughter, which died down at the death glare Sirius shot him.

"Aren't you men going to get ready? Fred asked.

"It's not us who need all this time, it's the ladies. We can start half an hour before the bloody ceremony." Sirius yawned, slumping further down in his seat.

"Someone didn't sleep last night." Ron smirked.

"What were you doing?" Remus asked, genuinely curious for he knew that his friend had been as sober as a judge when they had all retired to bed after the unexpectedly dull bachelor party.

"Do you really want to know, Remus?" Harry grinned, exchanging mischievous grins with his godfather.

Remus noticed this and groaned.

"I will kill you, Sirius if anything goes wrong today, I swear." Remus looked dead serious.

"Why me? Harry's in on it too!" Sirius whined.

"Hey!" Harry protested, scowling.

"You are the only one capable of planning whatever that you have planned!" Remus shot back, looking extremely angry, something that he rarely was.

Though if one did incur his wrath, they had better watch out.  He had a temper, not one that flashed and was all over, but the white, still anger than was seldom stirred, but once kindled was hard to quench.

Sirius knew this so he was careful, very careful not to wake this anger against himself, for peace and happiness in their friendship depended on keeping Remus respect.  So he kept quiet, knowing that he was bordering on this very thin line and that it was best to let the man vent his anger, which was exactly what Remus proceeded to do.

"Did I not make you promise me to behave well, and not cut up any pranks, and spoil our plans?"

"Yes, not a prank." Sirius murmured under his breath.

"And not to say funny things when we ought to be sober?" Remus looked at his friend, almost like a parent scolding his child.

"I never do, Remy, the twins are the ones for that." Sirius protested, a pleading look on his face.

"What!" Fred exclaimed.

"Yes, Fred, you do. George reminded him.

"Yes, and the both of you, I implore you not to look at me during the ceremony, for I shall certainly laugh if you do." Harry spoke up, now that the tension had lightened up and Remus was sipping his calming potion.

"Look at Mother, then. She'lll be sobbing her heart out." Ron advised.

"I'm not even her son". Remus shrugged, though genuinely touched.

"She loves you the most after Harry." George kicked Ron's leg away so he could stretch out his own.

"Actually, I think they are tied in position." Fred looked thoughtful.

"Heh. And she hates me." Sirius actually looked a tad sorrowful.

"Don't worry, mate. She'll die of a heart attack if you do settle down." The rest of them laughed at George's matter-of-fact words.

"She'll live for a long time then." Remus laughed.

Srius frowned.

"I'm glad I'm single. What's so bad about it? So is Harry."

There was a short laugh from Ron, Remus and the twins.

"You all know something I do not?" Harry asked, obviously peeved as Sirius too began to smirk.

He would never know the answer to that question.

Just then, a flustered Hermione appeared at the doorway of the living room, visibly breathless.

"We need help. Ginny and Teresa are duelling." She gasped. Teresa was Blaise Zabini's younger sister.

Harry was the first to leap from his seat, Ron at his heels.

"What?!" Geroge smirked while Sirius let out a bark of laughter.

"Yes, they started arguing, something about Blaise and they're hexing each other now! Hurry! Zedka and Freda are doing their best to keep them apart!" Hermione looked thoroughly anxious, not at all amused by how light-hearted the twins were being about it.

"I'll help". Remus stood up, only to be pushed back onto his seat.

"You can't see the bride before the wedding."  Hermione admonished as if Remus had thought of the committing the gravest of all sins.

"I'll go." Harry offered, gesturing for Sirius and Ron to follow him.

The twins, wanted to cheer their youngest sister on but Remus insisted they stay with him in order to prevent further chaos.

"I didn't know Blaise was invited, least of all his family." Harry murmured to Sirius who nodded.

"They're Italian and close relations of the Bernoulli family."

Harry mulled over this fact.

The moment they reached the second floor of the east wing, they could hear shouts of curses echoing down the hallway. Even Ron looked a tad worried.

Hermione seeing the fear in his eyes,

"They haven't actually managed to hurt each other yet. Both have excellent reflexes."

"Ginny was a seeker, right?" Srius asked. Harry nodded in affirmation.

"Like you?" Sirius asked.

Harry shot him a questioning look.

"What's with the interrogation? Save it for later, okay." He muttered curtly before they stepped into one of the rooms.

The sight that met their eyes was one that would be talked about and discussed among others through out the wedding dinner later. It was obvious that Ginny was on the winning end.

Though she was held back by both Zedka and Zedka's best friend, maid of honor, Freda, she was shooting hexes non stop at the other brunette who could only duck from Ginny's curses, occasionally sending some of her own. Bright green light of curses bouncing against the wall, going back and forth filled the room.

"I wonder what she said." Ron muttered, echoing the question in all their minds as Harry pointed his wand at the space between both girls, casting the sheildo corpius, an invisible protective barrier between both of them, so no spells or curses could pass through.

This was a special charm taught only to Aurors.

Ginny stopped, struggling and yelling out hexes the moment she realized what Harry had done. This was not to say that she was happy. The general impression was that she would have liked to hex Teresa to the next decade.

"What was that about?" Ron asked, frowning at his sister's uncivilized behaviour.

Zedka, was talking to Sirius, obviously inquiring about Remus welfare. She looked not in the least unnerved by the happenings, her black hair all over her face, her gray eyes bright with mirth.

Ginny shook her head, feeling insurmountable guilt at causing such drama.

"I cannot believe her." Freda muttered, shooting a dark look at Teresa who was heading towards the bathroom, as she came to join Ginny and Ron.

'What happened?" Ron asked, exasperated.

"It was-" Freda stopped short at the pleading look on Ginny's face.

'I won't do anything. I promise. I'm you brother-"

"That's exactly what I am afraid of." Ginny cut Ron off.

"What happened?" Harry joined them, echoing Ron's earlier question.

Ginny was taken aback by Harry's apparent concern and the way he actually looked her in the eye, obviously directing the query to her, and not to the floor or the air beside her head like before.

Ron shot Ginny a smug look.

"Tell us, Gin?" He gave her sickly sweet smile.

Ginny had to fight the urge to stick her tongue out at her brother.

"It was nothing okay, Ron? So don't get all 'big brother protecting his sister' on me." She snapped at him.

"Fine!" With that Ron turned and walked off towards Hermione.

"Ginny, what happened?" Harry's voice dropped a few notches as he looked at her, his grass green eyes lined with concern.

Ginny felt a lump form in her throat, as a diverse variety of emotions overwhelmed her. That familiar look of concern brought back so many memories of that blessed summer. Sure, she had friend who were concerned over her, even her brothers and parents, and the occasional nice boyfriend but all of it was nothing compared to Harry's concern for her.

If all it took for him to return to being the friend he once was,  were for her to have landed on top of him in his bed, she would have done it sooner.

The way he looked as her, as if she was the only one in this world, the only one that mattered.

Merlin, Ginny could not imagine ever not loving this wonderful, kind spirited, handsome man.

Even Freda seemed to realize that this was a uniquely private moment and moved off, leaving the two of them alone together. Ginny drew in a deep breath before speaking.

"She said that the she could never figure out why her brother dated wizarding trash like me and that he would never marry someone like me - a gold digging witch. She was glad that he had come to his senses and seen who I really was – a money minded whore." She never looked at Harry as she spoke, feeling her entire face heat up at her confession.

That was what Harry always did to her- make her confide in him more than she usually intended to.

She looked up after a minute to study his reaction. He had on a look of empathy on his face, understanding and consoling.

If Ginny had looked up at him a minute earlier, she would have seen the crimson hot anger combined with jealousy contort his boyishly handsome face, darkening his eyes. Harry was trained, as every Auror was, to conceal his true emotions and he did just that.

"You know that she was talking complete nonsense, don't you?"

"Yes, but it's been a bit hard ever since we broke off and I should have known better than to explode like that. I mean, Tree never liked me. She felt threatened by me, always has." She explained, a look of heartbreaking desolateness on her face.

Harry nodded, raising his hand as if to stroke her face but simply reached out to squeeze her hand reassuringly.

Ginny smiled at him, gratitude shining in her beautiful dark brown eyes.

He remembered then, the way she used to look at him, during those summer days together.

This look in her eyes that she thought no one noticed.

But Harry noticed.

He saw it and wanted to comply with the plea in those dark pools of molten chocolate. The appeal to take her away, take her far away and that she would run with him wherever he went even if it was a long way to run.

But he could not, in the past and not now. Circumstances and duty bound them apart.

Ginny turned then as Hermione had called her.

She moved forward when a sudden tug at her hand, as if someone had manacled her wrist, pulled her back, her back slamming against Harry's rigidly muscular chest.

She noticed everyone else in the room watching them.

Ginny turned to see Harry's just as confused face.

They looked down simultaneously at their hands and noticed instantly that their watches were stuck together.

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