A/N please review ppl! My first fanfic. Hope you like it!

Disclaimer if you hadn't already guessed, I don't own Harry Potter, any of the characters (except Louisa) or any of the places. Wish I did, think of all the stuff I could buy with that money…

Chapter 2 - Realisation

"…and do you, Bill Arthur Weasley, take, Fleur Belle Delacour, to be your wife, in accordance with the laws of our community, with full prior knowledge of these laws and what they entail?"

"I do"

The church erupted into cheers and applause. Looking round, George could see both Hermione and Mrs Weasley with tears dripping into their laps, though whether his mother's tears were from happiness or despair that she now had Fleur as a daughter-in-law, he couldn't quite tell. Ginny, sat next to her, was looking scandalized, as if the thought of the brother she adored, marrying one of the women she hated most in the entire world, was just too much for her. She turned to face George, her face twisted as though she was about to be sick, as she got up and ran out, Fred - looking concerned, but also trying not to laugh at her expression – was right behind her.

If this had been any normal day, George would have run too, to escape the vomit-inducing scene he had seen far too many times already, of Bill kissing Fleur passionately, but right now he was far to preoccupied with the fact that the gorgeous red-head in front had just turned round, and appeared to be staring right at him!

He almost fainted when she whispered to him.

"Look, umm… is that guy who's just gone out, your twin or something. 'Cos if he is, can you like, introduce me at the party?..."

Then he realised she was in fact staring AT FRED! The rush of hatred he felt for his twin at that moment was completely new, and shocked him almost as much as the realisation that he had no chance, absolutely no chance at all, of ever getting this feisty, flame-haired divinity in front, to even look at him as anything more than Fred's twin brother.

He was practically crying, something nobody who knew him would have thought possible, as he finally gave up staring at her, and, feeling awful because he didn't even know her name, ran out of the church after Fred and Ginny.