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Belinda felt the familiar, gut-wrenching, body squishing, nausetic feeling of apparation, before she was suddenly plunged into something cold, mushy, gross. She looked down as her feet sunk into the familiar feeling of mud, and dirty water swirled around her legs. She huffed as she mused that maybe it was tradition to apparate into this lake, it was something Dumbledore had often done to Harry. She looked at Draco to see if it was his doing, but he was looking just as disgusted as she was, his nose wrinkled as he lifted his feet up out of the mud, only to sink back into its depths a moment later. Belinda giggled and lead him over to the banks, through the reeds and all. She then pulled out her wand, pointed it at her legs and mumbled 'Scourgify', before doing the same to Draco. Once they were effectively clean, Draco decided to speak.
"That happens every time I apparate here. Have they done that on purpose?" He asked in an annoyed tone. Belinda giggled once more, and shrugged her shoulders as she walked along with him trailing behind like a sour, spoilt child. "Dumbledore used to always do it to Harry, and I don't think they have anything against Dumbledore. Though, it could be they have something against you and made you apparate there. Although, i've done that many a time. I used to just apparate to a tree near Ottery St. Catchpole and just walk up here rather than get mud all over my legs. Exercise, don't you agree?" Belinda winked, but he just rolled his eyes and poked his tongue out at her. She took mock-offence to this and ran behind him, before running at his back and pouncing on him. They both toppled over and into the water. The coldness swept over her face and dirt clung to her hair as she felt her entire clothing covered in mud. Draco sat bolt upright out of the water, and she followed suit with a giggle.
Draco looked at her, un-amused as he stood up and swiped some mud off of himself. "Eugh!" He exclaimed as more mud made its way down his clothing and onto the surface. The mud was to much to clean with a spell, and Belinda giggled once more. She didn't want to show up to the Weasley's covered in mud, but it seemed that would have to do, unless... "Maybe we should go back to your place and have a shower?" She suggested. Draco looked at her as if she were mad.
"And get all of this mud through the manor? Mum would have a fit if she saw the mess, and Hermione would yell at me for allowing the house elves to clean up. That is a loose-loose situation, we'll have to shower at the Weasley's." Draco didn't sound pleased with this arrangement either, but the idea of an angry Narcissa and an angry Hermione was far more frightening than showering at the Weasley's. Belinda could understand that, Hermione could be a very scary woman when she wanted to be. Especially when it came to house elves.
"Well, lets just shower at the Weasley's then. Wouldn't want Drakey-poo getting yelled at by the scary ladies, would we ickle Draco?" She cooed, ruffling his hair. He slapped her hand away with an annoyed sigh and a roll of his eyes. He motioned towards the house, and Belinda nodded her head and grabbed his hand as they walked towards it. Her stomach churned with nerves and excitement, and she couldn't wait to see George. She'd have a shower first of course, and then she'd see him eagerly. Draco suddenly smirked and winked at her. "I have an idea," he began, and Belinda grinned at him, with an eyebrow raised. "Lets sneak in, i'll perform a preservation charm on the mud to keep it in place. Then, we'll put the disillusionment charm on, have a shower and made our grand entrance," he smirked. Belinda rolled her eyes.
"You just don't want to show up to the Weasley's covered in mud," she accused, waggling her finger in his face.
"That was the point of my plan, Linda." He said. Belinda giggled and nodded her head. SHe didn't fancy being covered in mud at her reunion.
"Alright, alright," she gave in, and after they'd performed the charms they hurried over. Luckily for them, the door was ajar and they carefully made their way through it. She crept up the staircase, her hand on Draco's wrist to remain in contact with him as they made their way up the stairs. She pulled him inside Ginny's bathroom, shut the door and locked it before taking off the charms. "Right, dibs on first shower!" She giggled and moved over to the shower. He grumbled about stupid girls as he turned to face the door whilst she showered. It took her a little while, but she was soon clean and after cleaning her clothes she dried them and put them back on. Then, Draco showered and once he was done they put the charm back on, crept down to the door, then stood outside it, took the charms off and knocked. Belinda giggled, she felt like a school girl again.
"I got it, mum!" Ginny's voice sounded strained and stressed as they heard her footsteps heading for the door. Belinda could see that behind the house was a large tent, much like the one for Bill and Fleur's wedding. She grinned as she wondered who was getting married, before the door was swung open to reveal a very tired looking Ginny. She rubbed at her eyes, her hair stuck out in odd places. It was obvious she'd been helping out with making the wedding cake, due to the cake mixture all over her apron. Her eyes lit up and she stumbled backwards at the sight of Belinda. "Merlin," she breathed, her hand clapped to her mouth before she let out a squeal and lunged for Belinda.
Belinda caught Ginny in her arms and stumbled backwards. She would've toppled backwards if it wasn't for Draco catching her before she fell off the porch. Ginny slipped out of her arms as tears streamed down her face and she jumped around as if she were full of energy. The tiredness and boredom on her face was replaced with pure joy and shock as she squealed. "Belinda! Oh my merlin, merlin, merlin, merlin's saggy pants!" She choked on the words as more tears streamed, and she hugged Belinda once more. Draco laughed softly, but Ginny shot him an annoyed look followed by a huff. "You! Why didn't you say anything?" She snapped in a huffy tone. Draco reached over and ruffled her hair, making Ginny stomp her foot.
"I didn't know, found her in Knockturn Alley. She was being chased by a healer because she ran away from St. Mungo's," Draco chuckled at Ginny's eyes that were the size of dinner plates and filled with shock. She looked back at Belinda and let out a laugh that was a mixture between a sob as well. She then grabbed Belinda and Draco's hands, tugged them inside and shut the door before she skipped off with her red hair fanned out behind her as she giggled happily. Belinda looked at Draco with raised eyebrows, and he smirked. "She's a little over-excitable, didn't you know?" He chuckled.
"Of course I knew, she was one of my best friends." Belinda hissed back. He rolled his eyes but beamed as Ginny returned with a grumbling Hermione and an annoyed Mrs. Weasley. Both of them froze at the sight of Belinda, before she was tackled by two women who were crying with joy. After a moment, they both released her and Mrs. Weasley began to fuss over her in a very motherly way. It made Belinda think of her mother, and she hugged Mrs. Weasley as a few sobs wracked her body. "Belinda, whats wrong?" Mrs. Weasley asked, concerned. Draco wrapped his arm around Hermione's waist as her eyes filled with happy tears and she rested her head on his shoulder.
"Her parents. She knows." He said, and Belinda was confused. Her parents? And her brother! And her sister! How dare he forget! She didn't want to yell at Draco for the time being, so she wiped at her eyes and smiled sadly. "Its okay, I promise, you'll be pleased." Mrs. Weasley murmured, before she called out, "Toby! Jamie!" And a quiet pause followed before there was the sound of footsteps thundering down the stairs and two children appeared besides Mrs. Weasley. Belinda felt her knees crumbled beneath her as she opened her arms for Toby, and the moment he saw her he ran straight to her and hugged her tight. She wrapped her arms around him in turn and cried as she stroked his hair. He was fine, he was alive, her little brother who was now 8 years old. She sat down cross-legged and pulled him onto one knee, opening one arm up for Jamie. The girl looked at her strangely. "Its big sister, Linda! Remember Jamie, I told you all about big sister Linda!" Toby proclaimed, and Jamie's eyes lit up as she ran for Belinda and sat on her lap. Belinda wrapped her arm around her little sister and placed kisses all over both her sister and brother.
Belinda inspected Jamie, and she realised that she was probably no older than 3 years. The girl had beautiful, blue eyes that matched her fathers, but brown locks of hair like Belinda. "Toby tolds me all about cha, Lin! He says, he says that you bery nice, bery nice!" She squealed, delighted that she'd gotten to meet her big sister. Belinda didn't know the first thing about Jamie, but there was an un-deniable bond between her and Jamie. The family reunion was interrupted by a glass shattering, and Belinda looked up at Harry and Ron who both stared at her gob-smacked. Ron was the first to speak, but his words were said so fast that she couldn't make sense of them.
"Bel?" Harry gasped, before both him and Ron were at her side and hugging her despite the small children in her arms. The duo looked as if they would cry they were so happy to see her, and she allowed Jamie and Toby to escape her grasp so she could hug 2 of the Golden Trio. "Merlin's pants your alive!" Ron exclaimed as him and Harry lifted her up off the ground. The following ten minutes were spent with hugs and happiness that she was alive, before Mrs. Weasley sat them all down the table and began to ramble about how Belinda looked under-fed. Belinda laughed softly. "Mrs. Weasley im fine, I promise." Belinda protested as she placed a large plate of food in front of her. But, Belinda realised she was hungry and eagerly ate the food whilst the others all filled her in on the rest of the war.
"Well, im glad you won Harry." Belinda said through a mouthful of food, and he cracked a grin. "We all knew you would." She added after swallowing, and they laughed. Belinda noticed the way Harry's hand rested on Ginny's leg, and how Draco always glanced at Hermione lovingly ever few minutes, and she'd blush bright red. It was all so sweet, and it made her more desperate to see George. To feel his lips against hers once more, and she looked around at them expectantly. "Where's George?" She asked softly, and each save for Draco became oddly silent. Draco motioned outside and went to speak, but Hermione's nails dug into his hand and he fell silent with a confused look. "What? What's going on?" She hissed. Hermione, Ron, Harry, Ginny and Mrs. Weasley all exchanged glances, and Belinda would've persisted until she got an answer if Jamie and Toby hadn't returned with a piece of paper in their hands.
Jamie hit Toby on the top of the head and he released the piece of paper, allowing the little girl to shyly hand the paper to Belinda. Belinda took it with a slight frown, before her features softened and her eyes filled with tears. It was a poorly drawn picture of Jamie, Toby and herself with their parents on a cloud underneath the sun. She placed the picture on the table and hugged her younger siblings. Warmth surged through her, for she still had two members of her family and that was more than enough for her. "I love you," she whispered to them, the others watchings silently.
"I love you too." Toby responded with a blush, and Jamie beamed.
"Lub cha!" She exclaimed. Belinda giggled, watching as Toby and Jamie vanished out the room. There was a silence among the group as Belinda turned her eyes back to everyone. Draco still looked confused. Belinda huffed as she realised they weren't going to say anything unless she pressured them into it.
"Where's George? Don't keep things from me, i've been in a coma for 3 years I want to know where George is!" She yelled as she stood up and crossed her arms. Draco opened his mouth to respond, but Hermione dug her nails in once more and looked around in panic.
"Sweety," Mrs. Weasley started softly, but Belinda was having none of it. She wanted to see him, for he was not only her crush, but her best friend before Draco even.
"Don't give me that! Where is George, tell me right now damnit!" Her voice had escalated to a near scream as she stared around in desperation. Ginny groaned, but her fiery spirit had sprung up.
"Don't you yell at us! We just wanted to tell you something before you saw him so you wouldn't be surprised! You don't have to go off of your nut!" She yelled back, and Belinda opened her mouth to retort when the man of the hour arrived. He looked at Ginny in confusion who had leapt up just as he entered, and each looked panicked save for Belinda and Draco.
"Hey, whats all the shouting for? I thought i'd come investigate," he grinned, but it faded when Ginny huffed at him and crossed her arms. "What? What'd I do?" He asked in the perfect tone of innocence, looking around at the others before his eyes landed on Belinda. His entire body seized up and he stumbled backwards as if someone had punched him. As he did so, he bumped into Angelina Johnson who had come up behind him. She let out a squeak as he stepped on her foot and jumped backwards into the wall, her head smashing against it. George ignored her as he stared at Belinda, a pain within them that she'd never seen before. He froze up, his body becoming stiff as his hands clenched at his sides.
Belinda smiled softly, it was like her entire world relied on seeing those electric blue eyes. Her eyes raved over his freckled face, and she wished she could run her hands through his locks of orange fire. She looked up and down his body, taking in the way his shirt clung to his muscles in a way that made her want to melt. He had a rugged handsomeness around him that made her want to hold him and kiss him until the world ended. As guilty as she felt for thinking it, she couldn't care less if her parents were did. This man was her world. Suddenly, everything jolted back into movement as Angelina wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his neck once.
"Don't I get a sorry? You just crushed my foot!" She exclaimed with a pout. George frowned, and Belinda expected him to push her off of him with a disgusted look and ask what she was doing, but he pulled her around to his side and wrapped his arm around her waist. "Sorry Ang," he mumbled, his eyes fixated on Belinda as he kissed her cheek. Angelina looked at Belinda and gasped.
"Belinda! Oh merlin, I thought you were in a coma? Wow! Im so glad you're okay!" She squealed, turning and wrapping her arms around George with a delighted smile as she looked at him. "Isn't this great, George?" She beamed up at him, but he didn't return her gaze. Her features soured and for a moment, she glared at Belinda before she was back to happy Angelina once more. Belinda frowned as her mind refused to accept the information. Her eyes trailed to the intimate way George's arm was around Angelina's waist, then she replayed the way she'd kissed his neck, and he her cheek. The air suddenly became very hard to breathe as she took a step backwards. Her mind slowly pieced it together.
George. Angelina. Together.
Belinda hissed as her fantasy of her and George tangled together became George and Angelina. The fantasies of his lips trailing over her body were replaced with his lips trailing over Angelina's body. She hissed and looked at Ginny desperately, who looked down at the table to avoid her gaze. It all made sense now, especially why Draco was confused. He'd never been aware of her feelings for George. "Hi." The silence that had stretched between Angelina's words and her own had been almost un-bearable, and she had to break it. The briefest of smiles flashed across George's face as his eyes flickered with conflicting emotions. "Hi." He responded. It was as if there was no one else in the room, just them in their own world where there were no complications. She smiled softly, and he smiled back as they gazed deeply into one another's eyes. Belinda felt at peace with the previous knowledge, for at that moment it was just her and George.
Until 'the bitch' as she'd nicknamed her cleared her throat loudly to bring everyone's attention to her. "Well, welcome back Belinda. And just in time for our wedding," Angelina drawled as she motioned her hand between herself and George. It seemed Belinda's question about whose wedding it was had been answered, and she felt as if someone had stepped on her heart, and just like glass it had been shattered into a million pieces. "Oh. You're engaged?" Her question was directed at George, and only a fool would miss the hurt and pain in her tone. He looked as if he had no words, but Angelina seemed more than delighted to answer for him.
"Yes, it was really romantic and all, flowers, a beautiful view, delightful food, candles -" Angelina began with a smirk, but George cut across her.
"That's enough." He snapped at Angelina, his eyes still on Belinda as he took in the pain on her face. Belinda looked to Draco with a pleading look, and it seemed he had figured it out now. He wasn't an idiot, after all. Draco nodded at her and coughed to get everyone's attention. "Erm, I think Belinda's been over-whelmed with information right now, I think she should take a walk," Draco kissed Hermione softly before he walked over to Belinda and walked beside her as they headed for the door, before George's voice stopped them.
"I'll go with her, don't worry about if Mal-Draco," George's tone was hopeful. Belinda turned slowly, and Draco gave her an 'its up to you' look. She desperately wanted to talk with George, but she didn't want to be let down by him when she loved him so much. "I think that you need to help me with choosing the furniture," Angelina protested in a whiny tone. George completely disregarded her words as he looked at Belinda hopefully. Angelina frowned at Belinda.
"Thats alright, Drake and I will be fine," Belinda mumbled as she shuffled her feet. George's face fell and he went to protest, but Draco knew Belinda's decision and would not listen.
"We'll be going now." He cut across George before the red-head could speak, and within seconds Belinda and Draco had vanished through the door.
A/N: And there you have it, another chapter! :D
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