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Chapter 3: Pre-Post-Married Jitters
"Fleur, get your butt out here right now! I will not have my first-born and favorite son have his heart broken on his wedding day!"
"No! I will never come out! I am hideous! Bill will not want to marry me anymore!"
"Phlegm-I mean, Fleur, I'm sure you look beautiful. Please let us see."
"No! If Bill sees me, he will not want to marry me anymore!"
"I'm sure it's not as bad as all that. Come out. Whatever the problem is, we can fix it. Besides, Bill is upstairs getting ready. He won't see you."
In response to Hermione's statement, Fleur unlocked the door and slowly pushed it open. Spread across her face, written in bright purple pimples, was unmistakably the word 'phlegm'.
"Oh. It's that bad," Hermione said in a small voice.
Fleur ran back into Ginny's bedroom, which was doubling as her dressing room, and immediately began sobbing uncontrollably at the top of her lungs.
"Zat is it! Ze wedding is off!" Over the past two years Fleur's accent had almost entirely faded, but it still showed up from time to time when she was really angry or upset.
"Fleur, Fleur calm down! I can fix this! I know the counter curse." Of course what Hermione failed to mention was that the reason she knew the counter curse was because she had invented the curse in question a year or so earlier, and only taught it to one person: Ginny. Ginny had in fact cast the spell on Fleur the night before, without realizing how hard Fleur would take her little prank. Ginny was now whistling innocently behind her mother, hoping no one would remember that she was the only one who ever called Fleur 'Phlegm'.
"You know ze cure?" Fleur asked timidly as she peeked through the door. "You can fix zis?"
"Yes, just let me in."
Little did the girls know that two floors above their heads, a surprisingly similar scene was unfolding.
"I never could figure out why she wanted to marry me in the first place, especially after the attack. Why in the world would she want to marry a half-werewolf? The wedding is off. That's it; I'm not getting married today."
"Bill, stop acting like a girl!"
"Shut up, Ron. Bill, it's Harry. Will you let me in?"
Bill opened Ron's bedroom door and hurriedly pulled Harry inside.
"Will you let me in?"
"No! In fact, you can't be best man anymore. Harry gets to be best man. You can lick my shoes!"
"I have to be a groomsman now?"
"Yeah, now go away!"
Ron stomped downstairs muttering under his breath words that sounded suspiciously like curse words until he got to Ginny's room, where Mrs. Weasley started yelling at him for swearing.
"You really want me to be your best man?"
"It doesn't really matter, because there isn't going to be a wedding! She never loved me anyway."
"What makes you think she never loved you?"
"I can just tell, ok!"
"Bill, she loves you. She wants to marry you. You couldn't be happy without her, you've said so yourself. Even your mom knows you could never be happy with anyone else."
"Nope, I can't get married. I can't do it, I'm too scared. What if she decides she can't be married to a half-werewolf, or have a half-werewolf's children? I've always wanted kids, Harry! What if we can't get pregnant because of the attack, and she leaves me? I'd die, Harry!"
"Let me get this straight. You're calling off the wedding because maybe, someday, somewhere down the line, in a parallel universe, Fleur might possibly want a divorce."
"Yes! Finally, someone who understands what I'm going through."
"No! I don't have the foggiest idea what's even running through your head. You love Fleur, and she loves you, plus, she's a total hottie! I mean, I'd never marry her, but I'm in love with Ginny."
"Do you see the difference? You know Ginny loves you back."
"Fleur would not have said yes in the first place if she didn't love you, and she would have broken off the engagement just after the attack if that bothered her. You will break Fleur's heart if you call off the wedding, and she will never forgive you."
Meanwhile, in Ginny's room…
"See Fleur, you look gorgeous."
"Thank you Hermione. You are a true friend. Thank heaven you knew how to reverse the spell or that would have been the end of my relationship with Bill."
"You'd better finish getting ready or we'll be late."
"Right. Can you zip up my dress? I can not reach the end."
Back in Ron's room…
"Harry! I don't know how to tie a bow-tie!"
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