Uncomfortable Conversations
Thank you sooooo much to everyone who's been reviewing and reading my story it amazes me that you actually like what I've written so far and I'll try my best not to disappoint you.
Also i've increased the rating of this story mainly because i had another read over the guidelines and felt M would be more suitable but it's only because some adult themes in conversations.
Anyway enough of my rambling on with the story…
Fiona's POV
Diane and I were sitting in our small apartment's kitchen (we moved there because for the moment being in our old house that we shared with our brothers was just too painful) it was tiny with dreary grey walls and grey worktops and cupboards. Let's just say this kitchen reflected my mood completely. It was so different to Mrs Weasley's warm cosy kitchen full of warm reds and browns full of organised clutter showing (somehow) her lifestyle full of family and comfort and warmth. Our kitchen represented our life was filled with hurt and despair and dullness.
"So what did you talk about with that boy while I was being interrogated quickly by Mrs Weasley?" Diane asked giddily and poking me with her elbow "been declaring your secret undying love to him eh?"I just rolled my eyes, I love her to bits but my sister I probably the most annoying person on the planet.
" we just, kind of, agreed to get along with each other, and that's the best I could hope for since we don't really know each other very well" I sighed it wasn't exactly the perfect situation, I'd always dreamt of falling in love then get married and have lots of kids but now because of this stupid law that wasn't going to happen.
"Getting on with him isn't going to work, you're gonna have to sleep with him for god's sake you at least to be attracted to him" she said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"W-what do you mean sleep with him?" I stuttered obviously shaken up by such a thought.
"'going at it', 'breeding' call it what you will it all means the same thing"
"The, the letter never said anything about..."
"The ministry put the law into action because the magical population is decreasing how else do you think a married man and woman could raise the population?"Diane interrupted
" ok... er... How did your meeting with Oliver go?" I said desperately trying to change the subject.
"Yeah...well I have to admit it won't be hard to get a crush on him he's seriously gorgeous but... well it does seem he would rather marry quidditch than me he wouldn't probably couldn't stop talking about it and how he's keeper of the holy head harpies, it's gonna be interesting being married to him" she sighed and rested her head against her hand I could see ever so subtely a small argument going on in her head probably deciding whether she should be dreading or looking forward to a marriage with Oliver Woods.
my mind was still on the previous topic. Was i really going to have to have kids with George? because that would be just weird...
"So what else did you talk to that George boy besides 'getting along'" Diane asked snapping me right out of my deep thoughts.
"Nothing... we got interrupted..." I said glancing up at Diane her short blonde hair was scruffy and tatted, her eyes dark, she'd had another sleepless night we both used to be such sound sleepers however We had managed somehow to witness every single member of our family get murdered at the battle of Hogwarts and that had changed both of us in ways unimaginable.
We sat in silence until our detailed, deep thoughts were interrupted by a bird flying into our open window, it dropped a small piece of parchment onto our(grey) kitchen table. The owl perched itself onto an empty chair, i fed it a treat and it immediately swooped out of the open window. Diane grabbed the letter off the table before i had the chance to reach it and read it silently.( She always loves leaving me in suspense).
"Well?" I asked impatiently I don't know why such as small letter would make me so excited but we never get owls anymore...
"It's just Mrs Weasley- George's mum- invited you to dinner tomorrow night"
" Really? well we..."
"We? there's no we, she only invited you" she interrupted and enjoying the panicked expression I'd just adopted.
"What! you know i'm no good with people... especially strangers" I sulked
"Yeah well these aren't just any old people they are your fiance's family you need to get to know them and maybe get to like you, it might make the whole relationship with George thing a lot easier" she stated apart from being,like i said, unbearably annoying my sister is brilliant sometimes. I glanced casually at my watch and realise the time.
"Got to get to flourish and blotts quick or I'll be late! see you later Di"and I apparated into the Diagon Alley book shop.
I hope this is long enough for now but I promise the chapters will get longer.
sorry for the delay but i'm having serious writers block any advice on how to overcome it are welcome.
Thanks a lot to all you readers for just reading. and thanks to the people in the u.s. you guys are main readers.
:P Juliet XXX
