Dratted Death Eaters
Chapter 7: Uninvited Guests
The day of the wedding dawned clear a beautiful. All the preparations were complete and the outdoor wedding, set in the beautiful woods not far from the Burrow, would be starting quite soon. The bride was ready, not nervous in the least. The groom, however, was heart sore, he cared about his bride but just as he was going to step on the aisle runner that sat between the seats, he realized he did not love her.
"Alex said they would not get married. She's never been wrong before, I just don't understand," Ginny cried sitting with Hermione, both of whom were bridesmaids.
"There is a lot that can happen between now and the ceremony." Hermione tried to comfort her, but seemed on the verge of tears herself.
Meanwhile Fleur waited in silence for the show to begin. She had plunged into the wedding planning, ignoring almost everything else. A normal person would think she did so out of a resolve to win her man, but some could see the diabolical gleam that had lodged itself in her eyes.
It worried the Weasleys. Would their son be forced to wed this evil little woman?
At last the moment came. All the guests were seated and Bill stood at the end of the aisle, at a white gazebo. Next to him stood The Honorable Belinda Blair of the Ministry Department for Weddings Amongst Magical Folk, of the First International Church of the Wand. He was flanked on both sides by the groomsmen and the brides maids.
The music started, and Fleur mad her way down the aisle. She looked beautiful, but there was a terrible aspect to her that had not been there before. She made her way to the alter and stopped before Bill. Blair began the ceremony.
Soon they reached the I do's, no one having stood up with reason for them not to wed out of respect for Bill's wishes.
Bill said I do.
Fleur, however, said something else. "I'll not marry him."
There was a collective gasp from Fleur's relations, and an audible sigh of relief from the Weasleys' side.
Fleur turned away and ran back up the aisle and she kept running. She made it almost to the edge of the wood where the wedding was to have taken place, when she screamed.
"Death Eaters! We're under attack!" her voice was cut of and pandemonium ensued.
The order swept through the crowds of people. Harry ordered Neville and Ginny as well as all the others to get to safety. When they began to protest, he told them he need them to protect the others, get all the children as far away as possible.
He and the rest joined in the fight. The Death Eaters swarmed the place. He fought as hard as any, but saw from the corner of his eye, that several were down, and looked…he pushed the thought from his head. Focusing on the attack he beat back opponent after opponent, Hermione and Ron fighting alongside of him. Soon, they were flanked by Sirius, Remus, Alex, Bill, Pippa, Fred, George, Tonks, Kingsley, and many others.
They fought the Death Eaters back and finally forced them into retreat, managing to capture four. Avery, Nott, Crabbe Sr., and Goyle Sr. were all now in the custody of the Order, to be turned over to the Ministry once Mad Eye and Sirius finished a rather arduous questioning session.
In the after math of the battle, Alex wandered the area, caring for the injured and aiding the Medi-Witches as best she could. While others cleared away those who had not survived. She located all of those that Neville and Ginny had gotten to safety, and then happened upon a most sad scene.
Bill, wounded though he was sat, holding the body of Fleur. A Medi-Witch was trying to get him to come away, but he remained as he was, pain emotional etched across his face. She had been the first to die, and was the last to have been found.
Alex turned away, giving him his privacy.
The chaos was cleaned up, but the scene etched into the memory of all present, was pushed aside. It was time for the order to relocate. In the time it would take to blink they would all be gone, away from the Burrow, away to Dumbledore's house, a beautiful manor, hidden in Scotland, in the Highlands. Away from every place Voldemort knew of. The war had begun again, like a storm waiting to consume everything.
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-Muse-