Hello everyone, I am sorry about the wait. I have been doing my education prac , and have been very very busy. HOWEVER I am one chapter ahead of myself, so updates should at least be a bit more regular

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PREVIOUSALLY ON ASHWINDER EGGS...

The bat turned, looked up the stairs and glanced at the door leading to what he dubbed "the Chapel"

"Good morning Goddess, May you enjoy your day, as I gaze on the one thing I can never have..."

Once more, he began his decline to the ground floor, glancing up one last time.

"That thing ...is ...you"


" Merry Christmas everyone. I see it's only the males who have beaten me to Molly's world famous holiday pancakes? "

With that sentence, 6 redheads, one black and shaggy, one grey and spiky, one bald, and one shiny and black, all spun to see the honey haired goddess leaning against the solid cedar doorjamb, her hair melding with the colour of the wooden frame.

"Morning Mionie"……"Granger"….. "Herm"……"Frizz Queen"

She turned to the lankiest of the redheads, admiring to herself that she could still tell the mirror images apart after so many years. Leaning over the end of the table slightly, she looked directly at the two men seated at the other head of the pine based 'banco' .

"Fred, George, If you ever call me Frizz Queen again, you will wish that you had…."

"ARGH! MINONE!"

"MY EYES, MY EYES"

She righted her posture, moving to the side of the shorter named of the two.

"Whats wrong, are you alright?"

Fred streached his arms out in front of him making sure the Lady kept well away from him.

"Mione, for god sakes….." Fred groned out, as quietly as he could staring at the two globes in line with his plane of vision

"… put on a bra!" The other twin interjected, equally as shocked as his brother.

The iris situated on the bookworms face widened beyond compare. Then, without the use of wand or voice, she charmed a lacy black number on, underneath the low cut -yet comfy- nightie she had chosen for slumber the night before.

With a chuckle begining to rise from her throat she looked at the still gaping twins, then to her uncomfortable best friends, her fellow teachers bowed heads, and then glanced onto her ex potions instructors grinning face. Tying to discover why she wasn't disturbed from the smile, she noticed the descending noise of the Wesley family sisters, Ginny Potter, Pansy and Angelia Wesley, and Fleur De-Wesley, as they decided to join their partners in their morning sojourn.

Greeting the girls, she returned to her quarters, deciding she needed to appear a little respectable on a day like today.


"I can see how well Christmas treats her" Tobias's heir mused, looking at the waves of light from the fire dancing off the red strands hidden in her bushy mane, mixing well with the deep forest green of her casual dress robes.

He kept his glances on her form to a minimum during the gift giving proceedings, crowing to himself when she opened the unlabeled package from him, yet stayed quite when she begged the gathering to inform her who the giver of the crystal cauldron was.

Finally he gave into the urge to talk to the beauty, who had placed herself at the back of the proceedings, straddling the couch arm and leaning against the most southern wall of the living room.

"Madme Granger"

She snapped her head up, shocked at what the Master had just called her

"Snape?"

"Would you please accompany me outside? We have a matter to discuss."

He heard the sudden movement behind him, also signaled form the look of terror that his wanted angel gave over his shoulder

"Leave her alone Sinvelly"

She stood behind the Black shaded giant, as she, to the surprise of all in her presence, placed her hand on the pale mans' shoulder.

"Ron, stand down………….please"

"No Mione, I'm not letting you out of my sight"

She placed herself between the two men, taking the red head's face in her own hands, ignoring the persistent wails that the little potter boy was making, intertwined with his mothers coo's, coming from the closely placed kitchen.

"Ron………….. Go back to him"

Awareness filled the Auror's face, as he gazed in to the face of the only female he would ever love

"Ron………. Blaise need you…… You……. You should be with those you love at a time like this."

His eyes glazed over, finally realizing that his best friend had outed him in front of all his family, and he didn't mind. He begged to question her as to how long she knew, but she answered before he even had the chance of asking.

"Ron, I've always known. Even 5 years ago. Those few weeks I gave into what everyone else wanted, and said I was yours………………. I knew where you went every night, who's bed you shared………….. and I was happy for you. You are my brother Ron, and that is all I ever wanted."

Taking her hands from him, and striding over to the fireplace, he turned back to the female who knew him more then he knew himself.

"Mione,…I'm sorry………….. About last night…………….. Forgive me?"

She shook her head in silent acceptance, then, as he partook of the green powder next to the floo, she stated

"Its ok "Ronniekins", not like I'd say yes to a doughnut puncher anyway"

With a glace that told her he would deal with her later, the Wesley male who would never father children called his destination and disappeared in a crackle of purple flames. The Queen leaving his "Frizz Queen" to cope with any family debacle that this revelation might cause


A/N:

From every chapter now on, I will be adding at least one word from a different language, This time being:

Banco: Brazilian for table

I believe, as a global economy, we should be accepting and knowledgeable of other languages, so I will be expanding my own vocab, and my viewers I hope, through these little additions.

ps: for those of you who are upset with the "poetic licence I used when describing Ron's "orientation". The "tags" I used where suggested by a very good friend who is of the same orientation, and even i felt a bit weird about using them. If i have offended anyone, i am sorry.