\\Blinding Love// (Fred Weasley Love Story) 13
"What's the matter?" Hermione asked. Everyone frowned at me though when I clutched my hand. I stared at the ring.
"He's calling." I sighed as I got up to leave. Fred stopped me though.
"No, I'm not letting you go."
"Fred, don't be ridiculous!" I countered. "You can't stop me from going. You know how much I dread going but, if I don't show up, he's going to wonder what is going on if he hasn't gotten into my mind yet. Now sweetie, MOVE!" I said pushing past him and heading for the door.
"I'm sorry but, I just don't have a good feeling." he frowned. I turned to look at him. I reached up and placed a hand on his cheek.
"Oh geez, they're going to get mushy on each other." George said escorting everyone out. I ignored that and just stared into Fred's hazel eyes.
"If you're still frozen from me almost dying, don't be. Thaw out already. If he did this on purpose, he wouldn't let me die. Maybe bring me to near death like I had been but, he wouldn't let me die…yet. For all he knows, I'm the most important weapon he has. I'm still in the inside basically."
I stroked his cheek as I smiled up at him. "I'll be careful, and I plan on coming straight back."
He embraced me for the longest time and I parted away from him, opening the back door and immediately apparating. I appeared directly downstairs in the Den where Voldemort usually stayed. I bowed before him.
"Hello my Lord. You summoned me?" He merely stared at me, his hands folded.
"Why yes but first, what took you so long? I called about five minutes ago." He put on a fake, disappointed face.
"Oh, well, it was sort of hard getting away from the Order. Every time you summon me, I have to think of an excuse to leave that place." I felt an itching on my head and I reached up absentmindedly to scratch. Voldemort's eyes glimmered.
"Oh, I can see that being a problem." he frowned.
Silence....dead, dreary, eerie, silence. I looked around the room, bored obviously, waiting for him to tell me why I was here.
"It seems that the information you gave me was somewhat true. When my Death Eaters found them, they were due south west. A small bunch but, we only let a few slip by. I suppose I want this to be, somewhat of an amusing war." he smirked.
I kept a straight face. I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head and I winced slightly.
"My dear, you look paler than usual. Are you alright?" he seemed to taunt. I didn't dare think anything in my mind.
"Yes, I was...ill for a few days. Nothing to worry about."
"Oh, I see. Illnesses can sometimes become deadly. That's why I hope you take care." I nodded. I was growing impatient, I was glancing around the room constantly, thinking that people would jump out and torture the truth out of me, but nothing happened.
"You look uncomfortable?" I averted my eyes to Voldemort.
"Oh, no my Lord. I just have a heavy pain in my chest. I get that sometimes if I haven't apparated in awhile, being sort of new really and not really using it as much as other witches and wizards do." I felt another pain on the other side of my head which I itched too absentmindedly.
"I see. A heavy weight on the chest would seem uncomfortable." He nodded, just nodded with his cold, dark eyes placed on me.
"Oh! The reason why you're here. Yes, I was going to tell you that Adrian is one of my best Death Eaters right now but, I suppose he could have told you himself. I suppose you would have liked to see all of your friends. Unfortunately, only Cheryl and Draco are here. The others are out on duty."
"I see."
"Does that pathetic little order have you on duty as well?"
I shrugged. "Not really my Lord."
"And what do you do in your spare time?"
Another itch on my scalp. "Uh, nothing really. I'm trying to get to know everyone as best as I could. Just to dig out any useful information in their demise." I pulled up a smirk, but I felt a pain shoot through the back of my neck.
"I see, well… all I wanted to tell you was that, by next year, you might want to get yourself out of that place. Things might go horribly awry." He waved me off as to dismiss me. I hesitantly made my way to the door. When I got to the door, I opened it as slowly as I could, so to not seem eager. I then dashed upstairs.
Voldemort's POV
I snapped my fingers, to the house elf that was for my use.
"Get me Lucious and Bellatrix." I ordered to the scumbag. In a flash, Lucious and Bellatrix stood before me.
"You summoned us my Lord?" Lucious clarified as he bowed; Bellatrix bowing lower than him with a sickly smile.
"The girl has hardly any power anymore. You were right Lucious, that girl is the smartest one here, in this whole house." I gestured with my hands.
"What shall we do my Lord? She is a huge liar, what shall her consequence be?" Bellatrix smirked. I could only tell what malevolent things are in her demented head.
"Nothing for the moment. I have seen things in her mind and I plan to let them play out until I can use that certain thing against her…or, to just make her suffer." A horrifying grin appeared on my face as I felt it grow from ear to ear.
"Yes, she's a fool but a useful one at that. Clever as she is, it will be a waste of a good thing. We'll see what she'll do when she has to come between her two loves."
Back to Elise's POV
I found Cheryl and Draco chilling in the dining room, them being the only two in their, and drinking water. They must have come up from training just not three minutes ago. Cheryl was about to scream but I held a finger to my mouth.
"Shush! I'm getting ready to leave but I just wanted to see you guys." Cheryl grabbed my arms and saw the huge long lined scabs I had.
"What the hell Ellie?! I knew you were emo but geez!" I yanked my arms away from her.
"Voldemort did this to me. Like you said in your letter; he can control me too from the ring." Cheryl gasped as she hugged me.
"Draco, what is Voldemort talking about that things are going to go all awry by next year?"
Draco shrugged. Obviously they didn't have a clue. I huffed, clearly frustrated to not find out anything important.
"Well, I need to leave before someone else sees me. Tell the others I said 'hi' and all that jazz." I didn't spend one second standing around but right then and there, apparated the hell out of there.
I appeared in the kitchen, frightening Mrs. Weasley and the older members of the Order. "You all right girl?" Moody asked.
I nodded. "Yeah, I just have a headache. I didn't mean to intrude. Oh FYI, I didn't learn anything interesting except that Voldemort said that things are going to go awry next year. Whatever he means by that, I couldn't even try to poke into his mind." I shrugged. "Sorry I wasn't much help." I solemnly frowned as I left.
Upstairs I was picked up and swirled around and given kisses, well by Fred of course. Anyone else I think would just be....abnormal.
"You're not harmed this time." George smiled as I rolled my eyes at him.
"George, I know no one else in this room is going to say it so I will. You're a bloody git."
"Thanks love." he smirked.
"I have a headache." I groaned as I sat down next to Harry on the lower bunk.
"Geez Fred, you rattled her brain too much from that spinning." Ginny clicked her tongue, shaking her head.
"It wasn't the spinning, why did my head keep itching or getting those flickers of pain? Was that Voldemort inside my head? Hm, I'll bet my life on it."
"Ok, let's get off the subject of me. Did I tell you guys I had picked a date for the wedding?"
"I thought you were going to get off the subject of you?" Fred teased as I smacked him playfully. "But that's not just about me; it's about me and you." I smirked.
Hermione and Ginny got all excited though. "When is it?"
"I still have to tell Mrs. Weasley, we'll all have a chat then. I'll show you guys my final designs. Next I have to go to my old neighborhood and rent out the place." I frowned.
"Hey Hermione, since you're normal, no offence you guys." I gestured to the other Weasley's. They all shrugged. "You can come with me and check out the place."
"Wait, isn't Harry normal too?" Fred poked him. Harry shooed him off.
"Well yeah but, he's got too many issues for a normal person." I joked as I ruffled his head. "Unless you want to get out for awhile Harry, we can use another normal person. Actually speaking about that, I would need to take an 'Adult' as well who's...normal."
Awhile later…
"Thanks Lupin for coming with us. I already have the people who are going to do everything else but, I needed to rent the place first before they could get to work." Lupin drove Hermione, Harry, and me to my old town the next week and to the beach plaza where I would rent the area for my wedding.
"Hi there, I'm Elise Richards, coming to rent out the lot. I called?" The guy looked up my name and laughed.
"Ah yes here you are darling! Now, you said you had a particular place in mind?"
I nodded. "Yeah, it's where I spent most of my time as a kid."
We all hopped into the Golf Cart and rode down to the specific area I was talking about. It was lovely. There of course was the edge of the beach, where the water would lap onto the surface and behind were these woods with gorgeous blue flowers that no one ever knew the name of along with a variety of pinks, oranges, and magenta. It would blend in perfect with the brown, lime green, and turquoise I had for my theme.
"Ah! This place is just GORRRRGEOUS!!" the guy squealed.
Hermione sighed in awe. "This is where you used to come when you were a kid?" I nodded. "It's gorgeous! I can see why you would get up before dawn now to just watch the sunrise and stay out to see the sunset."
I shrugged. "Yeah, only one of my many pleasures I got from living here."
"Alright now, since you're renting ahead of time, and the wedding is two weeks away, the total amount comes out to..." he punched numbers on a calculator when we got back to the plaza. "506,324 dollars exactly. Is money an option?" he furrowed his brow at me.
"Nope, no option at all." I shined my pearly whites as I pulled out my wallet and gave him the amount in exact change.
He grinned widely and sang in a sing song voice. "Well my dear. I wish you the best of luck on your wedding day!!"
We all then left and as we were doing so, Lupin made a wrong turn and I fell extremely silent when we drove past a certain house. I just stared back at it as the manor I used to call home faded away and out of the distance. Memories that had melted their way back into my head left as soon as they came, and so did the anger from my parents.
"Hey! We need to go dress shopping!" Ginny inquired.
"Of course! Now it's only natural that I take you two, your mum, Ginny, and maybe Tonks, if she's up to it." I smirked.
"Should we be doing something for your wedding?" Ron asked.
"Why are you asking me?" I was busying myself with a magazine, a good muggle place to go to for brilliantly gorgeous gowns.
"Well, it seems like you're the man with the pants."
"WoMAN Ron, woMAN." George corrected with a snicker.
"Well, not really. You guys don't have anything to do." I shrugged. "All you guys have to do is find tuxes for the party. It'll be like the Yule Ball all over again except much smaller and there isn't any French foreigners, sorry Ronald." I laughed as the gleam that had filled his eyes a few moments ago, vanished.
I slapped my palm down on a page, startling everyone for a brief moment before I yelled with a purpose, a finger pointed in a random direction which was supposed to lead to our destination. "Here we go girls! We are heading to Paris!"