Laws of Love: Chapter 7: Flower bouquet

Sorry about the part where it said: "Noelle and Bill were engaged", i was on the phone with my granfuzzer when checking the chapter and probably missed it when i was debating with him. -.- Sozzy.

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Molly stood anxiously in the kitchen of the burrow, "The day after tomorrow Bill? So soon?" she squeaked after Bill announced the date of their wedding.

"Yes, Mum, something wrong with that?" he asked wearily.

Molly looked dubious to what she was supposed to say, she really didn't want this wedding to happen, and she frankly needed more time to convince Bill to cancel it, but now, well, Bill had out smarted her.

"It's just so soon." She complained feebly.

"Yeah, but Fleur and I just want to get it done, we want to be married and we want the magical commitment to take place as soon as possible with you-know-who running around and all." Bill explained.

"But Bill, what if she is not the one for you?" Molly asked hopefully.

"She is! She is completely perfect in every way. She is interesting and smart, beautiful and caring, witty and elegant…..what more could a man want? We are kind of connected to each other…there is this force which pulls me to her, do you know what I mean? (Molly shook her head but Bill distinctly heard her mutter under her breath, "Animal magnitude"), okay then…look…she is…just the one. I know it." Billy elucidated carefully.

Molly sighed and glanced towards the ceiling expectantly, as though begging the attic ghoul to come down and save her from this mess.

"Mum." Bill pleaded.

"Oh alright then, you'll be married in two days, after all, why stay engaged longer then a month? What's the point anyways?" She said resignedly.

Bill smiled and sat down next to his mother and kissed her cheek comfortingly, "Don't worry, I love her and she loves me back. We will be happy."

Somehow she doubted that.

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Ron and Harry got up groggily from a bad night sleep. Last night they been forced to do slave labour, or so it felt. From five o clock in the morning till 12 at night, Fred, George, Hermione, Ginny, Harry and Ron were helping putting up decorations, Cooking, De-gnoming the garden, Trimming the grass (Muggle way, of which Arthur thought they had to use toothbrushes, and whatever Harry or Hermione said he couldn't believe they were supposed to use a scissor) and re-painting the house.

"Whatimisit?" Ron yawned.

"Dunno…breakfast?" Harry asked, rubbing his eyes before putting on his glasses.

"Yeah," Ron agreed, getting up and shuffling to the door with Harry.

They walked down the decorated stairs to the kitchen where Ginny and Molly were having a loud argument.

"What do you MEAN no yogurt in the chocolate cake?" Ginny yelled furiously at her mother.

"Ginevra please." Molly sighed, "My dinners are supposed to impress those French brats, not to give the wrong idea!

"But mum! We always put yoghurt in the cake." Ginny whined.

"Well not today then." Molly snapped impatiently at her daughter.

Ginny glared angrily at her mother before turning to Harry and Ron, "What are you doing here?"

"Breakfast." Ron answered simply.

Ginny narrowed her eyes suspiciously at them.

"Oh don't worry Gin," Harry said quickly, "We're not going to sabotage your cake or something, just some toast to go and we'll get ready."

"Fine." Ginny answered curtly before tossing some burned toast towards them.

Harry snatched them out of the air with his well trained seeker reflexes and handed one over to Ron.

"Thanks." Ron muttered before walking out of the kitchen.

"See you later." Harry said awkwardly at Ginny before following Ron up the stairs.

"Stupid wedding, why do people always have to get all fancy-fied for events like these?" Ron thought out loud as Harry joined him.

"I dunno," Harry answered truthfully, "But I don't care and nor should you, now that you've got new dress robes that don't have frills on it."

"Yeah," Ron agreed, "And I don't mind seeing Hermione in a fancy dress either." He admitted with a smile.

"Aha!" Hermione said triumphantly from the stairs, shamefully not wearing dress robes but a periwinkle blue sleeping gown.

Ron blushed a brilliant shade of maroon.

"And I have to admit, I wouldn't mind seeing Ron in his new dress robes," Hermione said as an after thought.

Harry laughed, "I think Ron agrees but is momentarily too ashamed to speak…toast?" Harry said, offering Hermione his untouched toast considering he wasn't really hungry anyways.

"Thank you." Hermione said taking the toast and munching on it contently.

"We'll have to get to the ministry in an hour so if I were you, I'd get dressed soon or Molly will have a spasm." Harry said conversationally.

Hermione nodded, seeing that her mouth was full with toast.

"Okay then, I am going up, coming Ron?"

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Hermione entered Ginny's room to find her owl, Classic, waiting patiently by the window.

She walked over to the window and pulled it open, allowing Classic to fly in and take place on her bedpost.

"So you have a letter for me then," Hermione said to Classic, gently stroking its maroon feathers.

The owl hooted softly and stuck out her leg for Hermione.

She unrolled the letter and read over it swiftly.

Dear Hermione,

It's a shame our holiday had to end so quickly, I hope the wedding between Bill and Fleur will go well. Noelle is doing better now but she still thinks its Christmas….

We got a letter a few days ago from Dumbledore, we're not allowed to say what it said but we just want to let you know that we agreed to it and not to worry.

Love

Mum and Dad.

Hermione grinned at the part where they said that Noelle thought it was Christmas, because Mrs. Weasley's obliviating spell had gone really wrong and so Noelle thought it was Christmas and was singing Feliz Navidad most of the time on the last day of the camping trip.

The smile, however, faded when the letter was mentioned, what did they mean with it? She decided to ask Harry and Ron later, after she got dressed.

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Hermione didn't get to ask Harry and Ron though, as soon as she got downstairs in her baby blue dress robes, she was pushed into a ministry car with Fred, George and Ginny.

Fred and George were wearing fancy black robes with silver cuffs, and Ginny was wearing standard lavender dress robes because she was one of the bride's maids.

They chatted lightly all the way to London and were brought into the ministry by a big build auror that reminded Hermione of the body guards that she saw crowding around muggle celebrities.

"Good luck," Hermione whispered to Ginny when they had to go separate ways, Ginny to the V.I.P room that was crowded with French Bride's Maids, and Hermione to the hall where she got appointed a front seat next to Ron and Harry.

"Hey." She said happily as she sat down in between them.

"Hello." Ron said smoothly, looking quite dashing in his navy dress robes that matched his eyes.

"I've got something to show you." Hermione said softly to her friends, pulling the letter out of her handbag.

"We agreed, so don't worry? What does that mean?" Harry asked her after reading the letter.

"I don't know." Hermione stated, slightly irritably, with a confused expression on her face.

"I guess you'll find it out over time." Ron said, indicating at Dumbledore who had seated himself two benches behind them.

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The ceremony went by quickly, Fleur and Bill had said their "I do's" and were taken to a different room by a ministry worker.

Ron said that that was to take on a binding charm that comes automatically by marriage, but to get married they had to cast a difficult enchantment on themselves, one of which you have to cast in a room with no one else but each other.

After the spell is cast you will together face the others greatest fear, then you cast the spell again and you are taken to a special dimension where Wizard Marriages are completed, after saying the last lines of the spell in the dimension, you are taken back to the little room, after which you kiss the other and the marriage is concluded.

The guests apparated to the Burrow to celebrate the marriage and to wait for Bill and Fleur to return.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred and George were just starting to file out of their places when Dumbledore stood in front of their way.

"Good day to you all." He said merrily.

They nodded politely and waited for Dumbledore to continue.

"I'm afraid to tell you all that you aren't joining the festivities today," Dumbledore started apologetically.

"Why?" Harry asked curiously.

"That is because you going somewhere special," he explained swiftly.

They stared curiously at him, but Dumbledore didn't explain further, "Come along now." He said, guiding them away from the guests, "The others are waiting."

"Hold on, do my parents know about this?" Ron interjected.

"They certainly do Mr. Weasley, now, do you mind moving?"

Dumbledore gently pushed Ron away from a flower bouquet, "That children, is a port key. I wont come with you but don't worry; when you arrive you'll be in good hands."

He nudged them closer to the flower bouquet, slowly and hesitantly they all put their finger to it, "1, 2, and 3" Dumbledore said, and at three, Harry felt a strong jerk at his navel and they were gone.

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This chapter was kinda long, and kinda useless but it's a step up for further chapters. Please review, R & H fluff coming up soon.