A/N: Aww, I missed you all and i'm glad that I got a review for last chapter and some more alerts! Makes me really happy to see people read this still, and even some new people are reading it now. Quite wonderful. :) I'm feeling really cheerful at the moment. There's going to be lots of drama in the next few chapters and some of you are going to get your wish that you expressed to me, haha. I just had this idea a few days ago which has inspired me not to drop this story. Also - if one of you would like to be my beta, just let me know because I could really use one. I don't like reading my own stories because personally I don't like my own writing style, I think i'm pretty boring so I can't read over my own chapters as I get so bored and could use someone else to just check I haven't made too many mistakes. :P

Disclaimer: If Harry Potter was mine, Belinda would exist and Dramione would be cannon. That is all.

This was it. Today was the day. Belinda felt a strange sense of foreboding as she woke up with her little sister curled in her arms after waking her in the middle of the night due to a nightmare. She hadn't been able to place her finger on why she was so distraught in the early hours of the morning when it suddenly hit her - George Weasley was choosing Angelina Johnson over her today. She grit her teeth and clutched Jamie tighter, burying her face in the brunette's curls. Jamie shifted in her sleep and her eyes slowly opened, blinking widely before she wriggled around and looked up at her sister in concern.

"What wrong?" She asked groggily, a tiny yawn leaving the little girl's lips. Belinda smiled softly down at the little angel that was her younger sister and placed a very soft kiss on her forehead, her lips lingering there. It was nice to feel as if she was loved and accepted by her little sister and where she had previously felt jealousy over Jamie spending time with Ginny more than her she now felt ridiculous. Jamie was her little sister and already the girl adored her, and she Jamie. Belinda couldn't picture what life was like before she had this little bundle of adorable in it and she would never want to go back to the days when Jamie didn't exist. Jamie was a light in her life as well as Toby now, the two being the only things that kept Belinda from slipping into depression.

She could do this, she suddenly realised. Belinda could go today and watch George wed Angelina, she could do it because she didn't need George to be happy. She only needed Jamie and Toby. With time, she would heal. With one last look down at her little sister Belinda's mind was made up - she would go to the wedding and she would be happy for George, the love of her life and her best friend. She would be happy for him because despite the fact that she wanted him to be hers he wasn't and she would not wish ill on him for finding love in Angelina Johnson. With this in mind, Belinda finally found the words to assure the fretful girl in her arms that she was perfectly fine.

"Nothing's wrong silly i'm just nervous about the wedding. I hope nothing goes wrong for George and Angelina, everything should be perfect on their wedding day, shouldn't it cupcake?" That was the nickname Belinda had chosen for Jamie and the girl seemed to be perfectly fine with it. She giggled at the mention of her nickname and nodded her head, readily accepting Belinda's explanation. For a toddler Jamie was frightfully intelligent and Belinda was proud to have the little girl as her sister. Jamie rolled onto her side and slid out of the bed. She rushed out of the room, shortly followed by a confused Belinda.

They approached the room that Hermione as well as Draco slept and Belinda suddenly realised what the head of curly brown hair was about to do. "Cupcake! Jamie!" She hissed but it was too late, the door had already been thrown open by Jamie and there was a shout of surprise from inside followed by the giggles of Jamie. Belinda rushed to the doorway and stared at the site before her in first shock, then amusement as she burst out laughing. Jamie was perched on the edge of Hermione and Draco's bed, Draco's foot in her hand and her fingers tickling him.

"Jamie! Jamie stop! Please! I beg of you!" Draco cried out as she tickled him relentlessly and he writhed around laughing whilst trying not to kick Jamie in an attempt to escape her grasp. Hermione's hand was clapped to her mouth as she tried to stifle her own laughter before she joined in, tickling Draco's chest. He screamed out in the agony of it all and toppled off the side of the bed, landing on his back and letting out an 'ooft' as he fell to the ground. Belinda snickered, Hermione guffawed and Jamie looked very pleased with herself. "You women are all evil," he grumbled as he lifted himself up onto his elbows.

"Hey! I had no part in this!" Belinda cried out in protest, the feeling of depression when she woke up now the furthest thing from her mind. She would get through this day with the help of the four people she loved the most, Draco, Hermione, Jamie and Toby. Just as Belinda thought the blonde's name, Toby appeared beside her and he grinned at the scene before him. "Yay! Tickle time for Uncle Drake!" He ran over to Draco and immediately pounced on him, covering him in tickles. Jamie leapt off the side of the bed and joined in once more as Draco laughed hysterically and tears welled up in his eyes.

Hermione walked around and surveyed the scene below her with her hands on her hips. Immediately, all three stilled and looked up at Hermione's stern gaze, a snort of laughter coming from Belinda as she watched them all. "Sorry Unc Drake," Jamie kissed his cheek and he patted her fondly on the head as well as Toby who sheepishly apologised. "Sorry about those two, Jamie burst in before I could stop her," Belinda apologised but Draco and Hermione looked far from being upset about the wake up call. Draco rolled his eyes and waved his hand dismissively as Hermione yanked him up off the floor, much to his protest.

"Don't be ridiculous, they're fine. It's nice to be woken up early." Hermione smiled warmly at Belinda, concern clear in her eyes and Belinda turned to Jamie and Toby. She bit her lip and smiled softly at the little kids. "You two go play, I need to talk to Uncle Draco and Aunt Hermione," the nodded their heads and rushed off immediately in response. Once they were gone, Belinda shut the door and was immediately dragged onto the bed by Hermione and Draco.

"I'm fine." Belinda said before they could start lecturing her and the both of them exchanged a look of disbelief between each other. "Really!" She continued. "I was upset when I woke up this morning, but I realised that I can live without him. I have Jamie and Toby," a lump formed in Belinda's throat and she sucked in a deep breath. "It's not like I ever had him, we kissed once and it was great but it hardly makes him mine. I still love him... but... him and Angelina..." Belinda couldn't force the words out and she felt a few tears slip down her cheeks. Warm, soft arms wrapped around her and a strong hand rubbed her back soothingly.

"Belinda, you can do this. You don't need George to be happy and I know it's going to be hard but everything will be alright," Hermione murmured soothingly into the grieving black haired girl's ear. Belinda nodded her head and it was Draco's turn to speak, but his voice was hesitant and he paused after starting the sentence, before he gulped and started again. Belinda lifted her head to stare at the Malfoy. "B-Belinda... George doesn't deserve a girl like you." He muttered, obviously embarrassed and his response elicited a giggle from the women beside him.

"Thank you, Drake, Minny," she said gratefully, wiping at her tears. She stood up before they could stop her and quickly left the room. She didn't want to talk about George, she wanted to get into her clothes and get ready to go to this stupid wedding. With a sigh, Belinda wandered down the hall to where she could hear laughter and the sounds of joy. Yes, she could do this as long as she had her baby siblings.

~o~o~

There was a gasp from behind Belinda, followed by a squeal of delight and in the mirror she saw a little girl rush forwards and hug her around the legs. She looked down at the little girl clinging to her legs and chuckled lightly. She bent down and scooped Jamie up into her arms. She placed a gentle kiss on the girl's nose which elicited a soft giggle that never failed to melt Belinda's heart. She couldn't believe she'd only known Jamie for a few days, it felt like she'd known her forever - but Jamie WAS her little sister after all. She hugged her tightly for a moment.

"Prettiful! Youse prettiful, Belsy!" Jamie informed her elder sister eagerly.

"Thank you cupcake, you look wonderful." She responded which seemed to please the younger sister immensely because she beamed at her sister and wriggled around. Complying with the unspoken wish, Belinda placed Jamie down and continued to study herself in the mirror.

It was quite a simple dress to be perfectly honest because Belinda had never been over the top when it came to what she wore, but she supposed the deep green brought out the sparkling blue of her eyes and complimented her near black hair which was held back in a neat braid. It ended mid-thigh but not in a 'short dress' way, more in an elegant 'this doesn't need to be any longer' sort of way. It was tight and glossy around her chest area, before becoming flowy and soft as it cascaded down her body. Her black slip on's went nicely with the dress too. But, Belinda's favourite part was the single strap that was adorned with two large flower-like embellishments. It was simple yet eloquent and finished off the dress nicely.

Jamie, on the other hand, had a much more bold look. Her dress was a tiny little white dress with big, bright pink flowers decorating the dress and a pink bow around her waist. The pink was vivid, eye-catching and despite the fact that pink was normally associated with blonde's it went well with her brunette hair. "Tanks!" She squealed at Belinda in response to her informing her little sister that she looked wonderful. Jamie did a little spin, causing Belinda to laughs softly and reach down to ruffle the sweet girl's hair.

A light knock on the door brought the two out of their moment and in entered a smart looking Toby with his little suit that had a pink tie to match Jamie - a fact he was not pleased with but had complied due to the pestering of both Ginny AND Jamie. Those two were almost impossible to argue with being so stubborn. Belinda stifled a laugh at the sour look on Toby's face as he stared down at the offensive pink tie. Draco was wearing a Slytherin green tie with a simple, black suit that had 'DM' embroided onto the pocket in silver. Belinda snorted with laughter and Draco cocked an eyebrow at her. Trust Draco Malfoy to have his initials swen onto his pocket.

Finally, Belinda's eyes landed on Hermione. She looked sunning in a Gryffindor scarlet dress that was exactly the same as Belinda's save for a different colour. Her own slip on shoes were gold and somehow, the Gryffindor and Slytherin colours went brilliantly together. Draco's arm was wrapped tightly around Hermione's waist, Belinda noticed. She smiled warmly at them both but felt a pang in her heart as a memory rose to the surface of her mind and her eyes slid shut as tears welled up in them...

Belinda stared in the mirror anxiously, Georgina behind her as she stared at the blue dress Belinda was wearing. Belinda looked up at Georgina, her eyes wide with worry clear in them and it caused her Ravenclaw best friend to burst out laughing. With a scowl, she turned back to glaring at herself in the mirror. The eyeliner which had been carefully applied by Gina brought out her eyes and made them burst, her eyes now framed by thick black lashes. Metallic blue eyeshadow had been applied by Gina as well and Belinda begrudgingly admitted that the make-up on her face was nice. A light layer of foundation and a FEATHER LIGHT amount of pink blush also complimented her features. Belinda didn't like make-up, she was more of the quidditch mud covered face girl, not the make-up la di da girl.

Her eyes trailed down from her face to her dress and she frowned once more. It was Ravenclaw blue because that was naturally her favourite colour and swept down to her knee. It was skin-tight to the waist, where it flowed out like a waterfall to her knees. She pursed her lips and watched the silver glitter shimmer in the light at her slightest movement. It clung to her figure and accented curves that had never existed before, also managing to bring out the fact that she had a decent amount of breast as it was strapless. Her skin was sun-kissed from the amount of time she spent out in the sun playing quidditch or messing around with her two best friends, George and Fred Weasley.

"Shut up, Gina! Tell me how I look!" Her eyes fell to the heels on her feet as if they were offensive. She hated heels, but she had to admit the silver of them went well with the blue of her dress, as it should because she was definitely going for the Ravenclaw theme here. Gina rested her head on Belinda's shoulder, dressed in a completely skin tight dress that ended mid-thigh with black boots on and her hair pulled up into a bun on her head. "You look amazing, Bels, everyone's gonna be hell surprised over the fact that you actually have a killer figure," Gina's hands cheekily slid over Belinda's sides and Belinda snorted with laughter and shifted out of Gina's grasp.

"Gina!" She growled, obviously not in the mood for playfulness. Gina rolled her eyes and suddenly had her wand drawn and pointed at Belinda's hair. "Georgina what are you -" Before she could finish, Gina had muttered a charm and Belinda's hair fell out of it's messy ponytail and cascaded down her head, curling perfectly like those girls on freaking magazines. Gina's eyes bulged and she looked shocked at what her own charm had done.

"Holy shit, Bels your hair is beautiful." She said in an awestruck tone.

"Shut up, it is not." Belinda muttered, embarrassed as she shuffled her feet.

"Yes it is, now YOU shut up and let's go! Chambers will be pissed with me if i'm late and Fawcett you," Gina grabbed Belinda by the elbow and dragged her out of the Ravenclaw dorms and into the common room where Matthew Chambers and Samuel Fawcett awaited. Both of them were on the Quidditch team with Belinda and good friends with her and Gina - therefore it was only natural that the four who were hardly ever seen apart go together. Of course, the only time Belinda wasn't flanked by Matt, Sam and Gina was when she was flanked by her two friends who she treasured above everyone else save for Gina, Fred and George. Her stomach erupted into butterflies just thinking about George and she had to take in a deep breath.

George was taking Alicia, he obviously liked her and Belinda wasn't going to feel upset that her crush/best friend wasn't interested in her in that way. Sam and Matt's jaws almost hit the floor when they spied their very attractive dates, though their eyes more bulged with surprise when they looked at their tomboy friend, Belinda. Everybody knew Gina was gorgeous, but Belinda not so much. Not that she was beautiful, but Gina's work had given off an illusion that she was.

"Wow." Sam was the one to break the silence that had formed around the four and Belinda smirked at him. She reached over and patted him on the head as he stared at her in surprise. Matt's eyes moved from her back to Gina and he smiled, offering her his arm. A faint blush adorned Gina's cheeks as she placed her arm on Matt's and they both looked so sickeningly adorable Sam and Belinda had to fight not to snicker with laughter.

"M'lady, might I offerest thouest my armest?" He extravagantly presented his arm to her with a pompous look on his face. Belinda stifled her laughter and regarded him with sweet politeness.

"Why yeseth, you mightest offerest thouest armest toeth me-eth," she daintily placed her hand on his forearm and Gina rolled her eyes at the two as they marched out of the Ravenclaw dorms.

They were soon at the Great Hall and after the Champions had begun the dance Belinda and Sam watched as Gina dragged an unwilling Matt onto the dance floor. Soon though, they were dancing like anyone's business and it was quite sweet to watch. "Shall we?" Sam asked, winking at Belinda who rolled her eyes and allowed herself to be tugged onto the dance floor. She had done a few lessons of ballroom dancing with her mother when she was little but found it terribly boring. She moved her feet in the familiar steps and drifted across the floor in a dance that was half-decent but nothing compared to a lot of the couples.

Soon, the music turned from formal to hardcore and Belinda welcomed the change eagerly. She bounced up and down with the music and laughed as Sam twirled her around and pulled her close to his body, swaying them from side to side with a suggestive waggle of his eyes. Belinda bit her lip to hold back the laughter but it soon fell out of her lips and both her and Sam doubled over. Their laughter had just subsided when they caught sight of Malfoy - an eager Pansy hanging off his arm as he shook it around like he could fling her off.

Belinda and Sam almost fell on the floor they were laughing so hard and she clung to Sam, desperately trying to hold herself up as he wrapped his arms around her to keep her and himself stable. Neither of them were in the right position to hold the other up and they soon collapsed against a wall, clutching their aching sides as Belinda wiped tears away from her sides. "I- Can't - Breathe," Belinda gasped out as she silently laughed, her stomach aching painfully. Finally, after almost two minutes of full on laughter, her and Sam managed to control themselves. She leant heavily against Sam and wiped more tears from her eyes.

"I have not laughed that hard in a LONG time." Sam informed her and she grinned up at him. As she looked back in front of her she saw a flash of red and her eyes latched onto the figure. His back was to her but she knew it was George by the fact that he was dancing with Alicia Spinnet. Swallowing past the lump in her throat, Belinda averted her eyes from the offensive sight and chose to instead grin up at Sam who grinned back at her.

"Let us eateth, Lady Belinda!" He grabbed her hand as laughter erupted from her once more and allowed herself to be tugged along. With amusement dancing in her eyes, she flickered her gaze back to the dance floor and watched as Gina threw her arms around Matt's neck and moved in for what she supposed was a kiss but was never confirmed because Sam suddenly flew to a halt and she crashed into him. "Samuel!" She whined as she used her free hand to rub her head. "What is your back MADE of, rock?" She asked. The blonde looked over his shoulder at her and snorted with laughter.

He waved his hand towards the buffet table and she snickered, knowing why he'd halted. Sam adored food almost as much as Ronald Weasley, and that was saying something, so the sight of so much food was obviously sending him wild. "That's as much as we get on the start and end of year feasts," Belinda said, though there was no awe in her tone like on Sam's face. "You pig," she teased lightly, poking his side as he grinned at her. He yanked her forwards by the hand he still had tightly gripped in his and began to stuff as much food as he could onto a plate. Belinda pulled her hand free of his and picked out some mince pies, a strange looking pudding and some potato salad. With her plate comfortably filled she turned and scoffed at Sam, who had two overflowing plates in his hands.

He merely bounced off with Belinda in tow, looking very pleased with himself. They took their seats and teased each other per usual as they ate their food. "What in the name of Merlin is THAT?" Sam pointed at Belinda's foreign pudding and she shrugged, scooping some onto her spoon. She placed the spoon into her mouth and savoured the sweet taste, a look of surprise on her face. "Is it good?" He swiped his own spoon out and grabbed some before Belinda could protest. He shoved it into his mouth just as Belinda swallowed her piece.

"Dickhead," she grumbled, holding her plate close to her as she shovelled the rest of the pudding into her mouth.

"That's like heaven on Earth!" He exclaimed in wonder and Belinda grinned at him.

"Aww, I thought I was heaven on Earth," she pouted playfully.

Sam opened his mouth to retort with something insultingly clever when he shut it and Belinda looked over her shoulder to see the familiar red head before her. He looked deeply troubled as his shaggy hair fell around his head. He looked surprisingly smart, as she'd assumed he'd wear something ridiculously hilarious. She bit her lip and then smiled reluctantly at him as her eyes moved past George to stare at Alicia Spinnet. She looked gorgeous in her blue and green dress robes and her hair piled on the top of her head. She smiled politely at Belinda and it was then that her eyes zoned in on Alicia's hand clasped tightly in George's. Her eyes narrowed and she looked back up at George irritably.

She'd been having a good time with Sam and he had to come over here and make her upset by flaunting Alicia Spinnet. "What is it, George?" She asked, her annoyance clear in her tone. He dropped Alicia's hand and instead crossed his arms with a confused look on his face as to why she was being so hostile.

"Can I talk to you?" His tone was soft and very un-George like. She nodded her head and stood up, following him as he lead her over to a quiet corner of the Great Hall. The music had softened once more and people were lazily dancing around as they picked at the food.

"Yeah, Georgie Porgie?" She asked with a playful grin, deciding she didn't want to seem grumpy just because he wasn't interested in her.

He looked offended at the nickname and poked his tongue out at her. "Belsy Welsy," he responded in his teasing tone and she grinned, glad that he wasn't there to pick a fight or anything. Oh, if only Belinda knew. "So, you dating Fawcett or something?" His tone darkened slightly and a look of upset flashed through his eyes. Belinda frowned at him and tilted her head in confusion.

"What's it to you?" She asked slowly.

"I'm just curious as to who my best friend's dating is all," he stated in a tone of perfect innocence but Belinda couldn't help the flip her stomach did. Could it be that George was asking out of real interest? Or maybe it was just that - he was being a curious best friend.

"What about you and Alicia Spinnet, huh?" She asked, but George motioned behind her. She turned around and saw Alicia and Sam passionately kissing. Belinda grimaced, really? She was gone for five minutes and Sam decided to pash George's date?

"Obviously not. And that answers your question too. Why do you care though, really George?" She was determined to find out why he cared. George shifted un-comfortably and instead he suddenly grabbed her and flung her around so her back was against the wall as he trapped her between his arms. Belinda's breath hitched in her throat as George's lips hovered by her ear.

"Curiosity, Lin." He murmured in a husky tone, his warm breath washing over her neck and a minty scent reaching her nose. His masculine, fresh broomstick scent tickled her senses and she let out a shaky breath as his body lightly brushed against hers, sending shivers up and down her spine. She leant forwards so their bodies were touching and she saw out of the corner of her eye George smirking lightly. "You look beautiful. I never realised you actually had a fucking figure, Lin." George continued in that same husky tone and Belinda was practically melting.

Then, as if it never happened, George moved back out and winked at her. "Toots, love," he waved and walked over to the snogging couple, grabbing Alicia and dragging her away from Sam, much to her protest. Belinda pushed her wavy locks out of her face and let out a shuddery breath. What in the name of Merlin was that all about?

~o~o~

"Belinda. Pay attention." Hermione snapped her fingers in front of the distracted girl's face and she blinked, zoning in on the curly-haired brunette before her and the possessive blonde with his arm wrapped tightly around her waist. Belinda grimaced as she looked around her and saw all the happy people eagerly anticipating George's marriage. Belinda honestly didn't want to be there, but she had to move on and this was the best way to do it, watch George become completely off limits. She shook her head and then forced a smile that she knew Hermione saw straight through, but before she could comment there was a sound of delight and she felt two strong arms wrap around her and lift her up. She squeaked in horror and wriggled around in the arms.

"Sam!" She gasped and wrapped her arms around the tall blonde. "Holy shit Sam, oh my god you're not dead!" She almost sobbed with happiness as she squeezed him lightly whilst he placed her back down on her feet. Sam laughed in response and slowly released her, reluctance clear in his actions though his face screamed out how happy he was.

"You're not dead, this is amazing! You went into a coma and I missed you so much Bels," he hugged her again and she was more than happy to be pulled into her closest friend's embrace. She suddenly pried away from him and eyed him seriously.

"Where's Spinnet?" She'd never gotten around to getting on first name basis with Alicia Spinnet because she'd not liked the girl in the first place for being George's date, and then she'd monopolised Sam's time after they started dating. She could remember before the war the two were nearly inseparable and it was disgusting how in love they were. Almost as sickening as Gina and Matt. He grinned and motioned towards a beautiful girl talking with Katie Bell animatedly, a small smile tugging on her lips.

"Ah. And Matt?" Her face was lit up with hope but it fell at the sad look on Sam's. Hermione's hand gripped Belinda's shoulder as she took a very deep, soothing breath. "How?" Belinda's eyes welled up with tears.

"He saw Gina's body. He lost it, went bonkers, killed as many Death Eater's as he could see before they overcame him." Sam sighed, but Belinda smiled softly.

"He went down like a hero," Belinda explained at the confused expression of Sam. He smiled too and before long they'd pushed the sadness aside and were catching up. Belinda hadn't felt happy in a long time and she was incredibly glad to see him. Before too long though, the music had started and Belinda felt her eyes water. Sam grabbed her hand as he sensed her upset and squeezed it lightly.

Belinda's eyes were fixed on George the whole time as a smile lit up his face. She refused to look at Angelina but her eyes soon fell onto the breathtaking woman. Her dress was puffy and white, flowing down around her magnificently like a very old-fashioned dress. Her train trailed along behind her, held up by the little flowers girls who were beaming as they walked down the aisle. Belinda grit her teeth when she spied Jamie carrying the train and took in a deep breath as her vision tinted red. How dare Angelina force her little sister to be apart of this goddamn wedding?! Sam's hand squeezed hers lightly and she calmed herself down with the simple gesture.

The vows were short and barely made any translatable sense to her as she frowned at George and Angelina's happy expressions. Spinnet stepped forwards and offered Angelina her ring. The woman had just taken it, ready to recite her vows and slide the first ring onto the other's finger when a patronus suddenly burst into the tent and caused everyone to gasp in shock.

"All auror's are to report to the ministry immediately. Bellatrix Lestrange and her army have attacked." The words hung in the air like ice and then there was chaos everywhere, but all Belinda could think was, Isn't Bellatrix Lestrange DEAD?

A/N: What do you guys think of Sam? I personally adore him and no, Bels and him had no feelings for one another. They were just good friends is all, Gina and Matt were in love though obviously~ Reminder that Gina is dead so she won't be showing up in any later chapters. Oh and Belinda called him 'Malfoy' in the memory thoughts because they didn't become friends until Belinda was volunteering as assistant librarian at Hogwarts whilst Draco was in sixth year. Please review! :)