Chapter 3: The Pseudowedding of the Wolf and the Fairy
A 12-seater Ministry mini-van fetched them; Harry sat at the front seat and the others at the back. He was very drowsy so he leaned his head on the soft cushion and closed his eyes.
"Harry, let's go," Hermione said this so dreamily and pulled him up so he could stand erect. They were at Godric's Hollow.
"We'd better hurry up, mate," Ron dreamily said.
"It's almost starting," Ginny said, also dreamily.
They sat down at Bill's side of the family. Other people at that side were the Order of the Phoenix and the Hogwarts teachers. The people on the other side were Fleur's side of the family; all of them were blond females except Madame Maxime, Headmistress of Beauxbatons, which had brown-colored hair.
Veelas danced towards the altar followed by the best man, Lupin and the maid-of-honor, Tonks. Next were Fleur, in a stunning white dress, and Bill, in dress robes as old as Aunt Muriel herself. They were followed by the flower girls, Ginny and Gabrielle, wearing matching gowns, throwing enchanted flowers which turned into lovebirds once reached the ground, circling above the people and the sky.
Suddenly, it seemed like a hundred Death Eaters came strodding towards the reception. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" A scream Harry heard as one of the Death Eaters released a jet of green light at Fleur. She ducked and screamed these three curses: IMPEDIMENTIA! STUPEFY! PETRIFICUS TOTALUS! With sudden accuracy that Harry did not know Fleur possessed, it hit three Death Eaters: one petrified, another fallen, and another stumbled.
The wedding turned instantly into a battlefield as each of the witch and wizard, attending the wedding, fired curses and charms and hexes directed towards the Death Eaters. The members of the Order of the Phoenix each had a separate Death Eater to battle. Harry and Ginny faced one Death Eater, so did Ron and Hermione, and Fred and George. Suddenly, the Death Eaters removed their masks. Harry and Ginny's Death Eater was Amycus, Ron and Hermione's Death Eater was Alecto, and Fred and George's was the werewolf, Greyback. It seemed that he was flying when he ducked that Cruciatus Curse that Amycus fired at him. It really was, he was flying. Just as when he thought that he had stroke a Petrifying jinx squarely on his chest, he heard two voices that came out of nowhere – the voices of Hermione and Ron.
He was at the front seat of the mini-van and Hermione and Ron were standing right in front of him. "Mate, are you alright?" said Ron. "Are you okay, Harry?" said his other bestfriend, Hermione.
"Yeah, I'm alright, I just had a bad dream." He didn't even bothered to tell his two bestfriends what happened inside his dream – a premonition that would soon happen.
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