Disclaimer: I own nothing, all credit to J.K Rowling for the creation of the Harry Potter universe. I just found a plot for this ship.
Warning: There is an M rating for a reason.
The story will NOT contain rape or sexual violence.
Lemons and fluff expected. Basically what you would expect from most romance novels nowadays.
There will also be the use of profanity.
Music speaks to my muse.
This chapters song was: Roar, Katy Perry
Lyric of choice: Like thunder gonna shake the ground.
Charmed to You
Chapter 16
Don't Mess With Lionesses.
Hermione sat with Ginny and her fiancé Gregory Goyle in the kitchen of the burrow at the table which was covered in center pieces the girls were covering in enchanted flowers for Ginny's wedding. Draco was going to join them to help around dinner time, or so he had told her this morning when she had told him her plans.
She had raised an eyebrow at him and he had just grinned at her. "What? I can help."
"Well yes, I know you can, but why would you want to?"
He gave her a rather obnoxious look as if she was missing something rather obvious and then said. "Well, you're there." And then he had walked into the fire and disappeared in a whirl of green flames.
It was almost dinner time now and Hermione was telling Ginny all about the binding ceremony while Ginny listened awe struck. Goyle for his part just kind of smiled whenever Ginny got excited but never added much to the conversation.
The kitchen door banged open and there was a loud. "Oy! What's he doing here?"
They all looked up to see Ron, his ears bright red glaring at Goyle, before any of them could say anything, however, Ron turned around and stormed out of the kitchen.
Ginny handed her arrangement to Goyle who looked at it with a bit of shock and stood up with her wand clutched in her hand. "That's it!" She said furiously storming out after her brother.
Hermione shook her head. "Not very smart of Ron," she said with a sigh.
Goyle looked up as the yelling started but when he saw Ron start firing off jinxes at Ginny he stood up so quickly the entire table tipped over. Hermione was covered in center arrangements when suddenly there was a whoosh in the fire and then Draco was hauling her up laughing.
"What's this?"
Hermione tried to swallow down her panic and she knew as soon as he realized she was panicked because his eyes rushed over her his face losing its teasing smile. "What?-" But he was cut off as he suddenly became aware of Ginny screaming from the back yard.
Hermione shoved out of his arms and rushed out to find Goyle had a large bruise on his forehead where a Jinx must have hit him but Ginny was unharmed. Ron was floating off the ground looking angrier than Hermione had remembered seeing him in years.
Ginny glanced at Hermione her face pale and her voice shaking with anger. "Get my mother," she said slowly.
Hermione turned to go but Draco nodded at her. "I'll get her, you can patch up Goyle."
She turned and rushed over to Goyle who was shaking his head. "It's all right, doesn't hurt too much," he said calmly.
Hermione frowned at him and checked it over. "Let's go put some-"
Goyle shook his head. "No."
Hermione sighed and then looked over at Ginny. "What happened?"
Ginny was glaring at her brother her face livid. "My dear brother and I were having a talk."
Hermione snorted. "You were firing off jinxes at each other."
Ginny nodded. "As I said, a talk, when Goyle came out and Ron hit him head on with a jinx."
Hermione had figured that had happened but she was still a bit shocked to hear it. "But he didn't even bring his wand," Hermione said.
Ginny's tone was glacier. "I know," she said firmly. "My brother seems to think that jinxing wizards who are not threatening him is acceptable."
Ron gave a loud grunt. "He was running right towards me and he is the size of a mountain troll."
Ginny gave a small shriek and suddenly Ron started turning purple.
The back door banged open and Molly Weasley rushed out her eyes taking in the scene with a practiced air. "Ginny let him down he's turning blue. Goyle dear are you okay? Hermione, honestly couldn't you stop them?"
Hermione flushed and then grinned. "Sorry, Molly, I was under the table when it fell. Ginny had it well in hand though."
Molly shook her head not looking at all bothered. "Well, of course, she did. Ginny! Put him down!"
Ron fell to the ground gasping for breath. "Give. Me. Back. My. Wand," was said as he gasped for air.
Ginny glared at him, and her chin went up, her eyes flashing fire. "NO!"
Molly sighed. "So what started it?"
Hermione watched as Ginny started shaking, and then sobbing, but before Molly could get to her Goyle walked over and wrapped his arms around her whispering to her.
Molly looked startled now as Ginny looked down at her brother her face full of what looked like hatred. She threw his wand down and said softly. "You are not welcome at my wedding. You can stay away from here until I move out."
Molly looked shocked. "Ginny!"
Ginny looked at her mother her face full of hurt. "No, mum! What he said, he can't take that back, I won't forgive him. He isn't welcome; if you can't honor that we will have the wedding somewhere else."
Then she turned into Goyle letting out great heartbreaking sobs and allowed the giant of a man to walk her back into the house.
Molly looked after her daughter her face troubled and then glared at her son who was moving towards his wand.
"Expelliarmus!"
"Mum, my wand!" Was said in a petulant tone.
Molly Wesley, however, did not seem to have time for his whining. "What did you say to Ginny, Ronald? What did you do?"
Ronald glared at the house. "Just some hard truths, if she can't handle it that's her problem!" He was breathing hard and still obviously very angry.
Molly considered him for a moment and then sighed. She walked over and handed his wand to him and then said firmly. "You may leave; until you have settled this with Ginny you are not to bother her. If you don't wish to settle this with your sister, well she is living here and we will have to ask you not to come to the Burrow until after the wedding. Gregory Goyle is about to become your brother, Ronald. You are not allowed to disrespect him in our home."
Ron gave her a look full of resentment and then spun around on his heel and at a certain point spun around and disapparated.
Hermione deflated looking at Molly helplessly. Molly shook her head and walked back into the kitchen.
OoOOoOOoO
When Hermione got there it was to find Molly smiling at Draco. "So good of you to come and thank you for taking care of the mess the table made." She turned to Ginny. "Did you get some bruise ointment for him, Ginny dear?"
Ginny nodded handing Goyle a rag that she had enchanted to be ice cold. "Yep."
Draco snorted and said cheerfully. "No worries, Mrs. Weasley, Goyle here has taken so many bludgers to the head this shouldn't be any problem at all. I doubt there will even be more brain damage!"
Ginny looked up glaring at Draco, although there was a small smirk on her lips. "Har, har. If you're here to help sit down and help Hermione with those center pieces."
Draco smirked and saluted her before sitting down and frowning at the white basket with its pretty gingham cloth. "What are we doing with them?"
Hermione laughed and pointed at the basket. "Charming them to hold everlasting daisies and pixie lights."
Draco narrowed his eyes as he watched her and then nodded. "Ah, brilliant that's easy enough."
Hermione hid her smirk as he started charming the basket and then looked at Ginny who seemed to be rather impressed.
"Now where did you learn to do that?" Ginny asked in surprise.
Draco raised a mocking eyebrow at her. "Now, just because your fiancé there never paid attention in charms doesn't mean I didn't, Weasley!"
Ginny laughed and threw her arms around Goyle neck.
The man raised an arm and wrapped his hand around hers. "I got on OWL," Goyle said softly.
Draco grinned looking up at him. "Well, yes, I know. But you didn't bribe Flitwick to teach you how to conjure flowers and pixie lights to impress the ladies, now did you?" Goyle shook his head and Malfoy tisked. "Not very prudent of you, Goyle. I kept telling you that these silly charms would be very handy someday."
Goyle smirked and shook his head. "You just were scheming to impress ladies."
Draco's eyes went wide. "Merlin, he used a big word. Ginny! Get him to St. Mungos, that jinx scrambled his brain."
Ginny, who had settled in Goyle's lap to work on the center pieces as well, threw the basket she had been about to charm at Draco who waved his wand and floated it back to the table as Goyle chuckled and pulled his redheaded fiance tighter against him.
"Now you better be nice to me, littlest Weasley, or I am going to take Hermione and go!"
Ginny rolled her eyes. "Oh be quiet and get to work. We can't serve dinner till this is all sorted."
Draco grinned and went back to the baskets. Hermione who had been trying to hide a giggle the entire time shook her head and looked up to see Molly give a soft grin and then rush out of the kitchen after checking that dinner was coming along nicely still.
"You're such a prat," she said softly looking up at her husband.
The man just nodded at her, his face neutral and his tone bored. "Yes, I know this, dear."
Ginny and Goyle started laughing and then Ginny turned and started teaching Goyle the charm. Hermione watched as Goyle listened intently to Ginny before he spent the next half hour perfecting it. She smiled at him encouragingly and thought back to his time at school. She hadn't paid much attention to him, to be honest, but she could remember that he had actually been decent in a few classes. And watching him now, of course, she realized he was pretty good at charms; because his flowers were great by his third try and even she struggled a bit with the pixie lights.
She smiled as Ginny finally just had him do the flowers and she did the lights. "Your flowers are brighter than mine anyways, Greg. I can do the lights and you can do those," Ginny smiled at him and then kissed his cheek before turning to work on the lights in the basket he had just finished.
Hermione shook her head and looked up to see Draco giving his friend a rather surprised look. "Those flowers are damn spiffy you great baboon! Why didn't you do that for me back in third year when I couldn't figure it out?"
Goyle grunted and then shrugged as Ginny looked up curiously. "Who were you trying to conjure flowers for in third year?"
Draco shook his head. "Some fifth year Slytherin whose name I can't recall," he frowned for a minute and then looked up. "Goyle do you remember?"
Goyle looked up frowning and then shrugged. "She picked Zabini, that's all I remember."
Ginny growled next to them mumbling insults at the absent Zabini.
Draco laughed. "Oh, that reminds me, Weasley. What did you do to his hand?"
Ginny looked up the picture of innocence. "Why?"
Draco was smirking. "Because it's covered in warts he can't seem to remove."
Ginny froze and then her eyes flashed and she looked quite scary. "Oh, that is WONDERFUL!" She said staring off into the darkening back garden.
Hermione followed her gaze and then her eyes widened. "Ginny you didn't!"
Ginny smirked. "Oh yes, I did!" All over his right buttocks! The stupid prat, I hope whatever witch he's with this month tells everyone all about our famous wart covered bottomed Quidditch star!"
Draco was staring at Ginny in admiration shaking his head his eyes wide and his face full of glee. He looked at Goyle and said. "They're evil these two. I tell you it's maddening how they didn't end up with us in school."
Ginny glared at him. "I am no snake!"
Draco started laughing. "Oh, you'd make a good one. But I think I am learning a new appreciation for lionesses. Merlin, you two are scary."
Goyle grinned looking at him. "You're just realizing this now? I am just glad she didn't know this wart hex back then or I would have an arse covered in them."
Hermione and Ginny started laughing so loudly that Molly walked back in to see what was going on.
Notes:
I have to say, I adore Ginny, she is my hero right now. She put a wart hex on her brothers bottom for insulting her fiancé! Even better it causes warts they are not sure even go away!
Like Draco said, don't mess with lionesses!
