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Chapter Thirteen

"So this is how the other half lives," George said when they walked into Ella's old apartment. It was huge and extremely lavish, but not at all to Ella's taste.

"Don't act like the joke shop hasn't made a wealthy business out of you." Ella poked him in the ribs as she walked by to go to the master bedroom.

"Quite so, dear, quite so," George said in his most pompous voice. He sounded a little like Percy. The bags were in her old bedroom. "How many beds does this place have?" He came up behind her and unzipped her dress.

"Five." Her head fell back on his shoulder as George slipped his hands into the unzipped dress. "And several couches."

"Perfect. We can start here."

A week later they were back in England. Ella had shown George everything he needed to see in France. They had eaten the best food, drank the best wine, and seen all of the sights that every tourist see and some of Ella's favorites as well.

When they were leaving George had instructed his wife to let him do the appareling and they ended up in London standing in front of a beautiful townhouse.

"Where are we?" Ella asked looking around her in confusion.

George walked up the steps to the front door and pulled out keys as though he were a Muggle. He pushed the door open and looked back at Ella. "Come on."

She followed him into the house. It was beautiful, yet tasteful and understated at the same time.

"Do you like it?" George asked, leading her through the house.

"What is it?" Ella peeked into the different rooms throughout.

"It's your new house. I figured since we're properly married and all we should have a proper house." He smiled at her, but then a worried look came over his sweet face. "If you don't like it we can get something else. I probably should have had you help pick it out."

Ella shook her head. "No, I want this one. I love this house." She jumped on him and wrapped and her arms and legs around him.

All of their things were moved into the new house and Lee moved into the loft above the shop.

"Mum stopped by the shop today," George said as they ate one night. "She wanted everyone to come over for dinner tomorrow."

"Alright," Ella said as she cleared away the mess. She had fallen in love the home George had bought for them, but what she loved even more, shockingly enough, was being a wife. School hadn't started back up yet and Ella was tremendously enjoying her domestic life as Mrs. George Weasley.

"We can tell everyone tomorrow then," she said.

"Thank goodness. I had to keep my hand shoved in my pocket the whole time she was in the shop and you know how she lingers."

"Ella! It's been ages!" Charlie exclaimed when she and George came into the Burrow. "James has been trying to get me to play with him," he complained. "But then he whines because nobody plays like Ella."

She laughed out loud and scooped the toddler onto her hip. He grinned up at her with his shocking green eyes.

"And the uncles are off the hook!" Charlie gave George a high five.

"George Weasley!" Mrs. Weasley shouted. "Come here this instant," she demanded.

Everyone stood still. It had been years since they had watched one of their siblings get scolded.

Mrs. Weasley jerked his left hand out of his pants pocket. The same hand that he used seconds to high five his brother. Ella almost dropped James in pure fright. Her mother-in-law had a thunderous look on her face.

"What is that George?" She asked quietly. At those words everyone tried to get closer to get a good look without getting themselves into trouble.

"It looks like a wedding band, mum," Percy said quickly, always the first one to rat anyone out. Ella wanted to give him a good smack to the head.

George actually tried to land a hit on his grown brother. "Shut up, you git!" He snarled.

Mrs. Weasley jerked George back to attention with the hand she was still looking at. "That can't be a wedding ring. You're not married." Mrs. Weasley looked up at her son. "Are you?"

Ella was still standing back from the fray, but Audrey charged toward her and grabbed her hand. In that moment, for the first time, Ella felt an intense dislike for any member of George's family.

"She has one too."

Ella jerked her hand away from the intrusive woman.

"Mum, we were going to tell you today," George said quietly, barely audible.

"Today! Today?"" Mrs. Weasley released his hand. "What good does today do? You're already married and I wasn't there to see it!"

Everyone looked from Ella to George to Mrs. Weasley and back again. They were all holding their breath and even the children were silent.

"Mum," George began, but he was immediately cut off.

"If you can't tell your own mother that you're getting married then you shouldn't call her 'mum'!" The older woman thundered. "Did you this just to spite me? Did you do this because I'm always in your business?"

Ella finally stepped forward. "Mrs. Weasley," she began. Her husband's mother's wrathful eyes bore into her own, but she pressed forward. "We didn't do this to hurt you. The way we got married was right for us."

Mrs. Weasley's eyes went back to her son's. "So this is right now?" She demanded. "Going behind your mother's back and not telling you're getting married? Did you not think I would like to be there?"

"Mum please," George tried to calm her down, but his mother continued in her rant.

"I am your mother, George! I have done everything for you. I have sacrificed for you and put up with all of your delinquencies. I've been the best mother I could be for you. I've only ever wanted what was best for you." Mrs. Weasley began to tear up.

"Mum!" George shouted. He seemed to have been pushed over some invisible line with his mother. "Eloping with Ella was what was best for me. A big wedding with tons of guests and a huge party wasn't for us. You had that with Bill, Percy, Ron, and Ginny." George took his mother's hands in his and his voice softened. "That wasn't what I wanted, what we wanted. It wasn't best for me."

Mrs. Weasley burst into tears and nearly ran from the room. Everyone stood dumbstruck looking at George and Ella.

"Don't worry, son. I'll make her understand," Mr. Weasley said, putting a hand on George's shoulder. He kissed Ella's cheek. "Congratulations, dear. I'm happy for you and I'm glad you're finally a part of our family."

Arthur left the room and followed Molly. All of George's family surrounded them and hugged them, except Percy and Audrey. To Ella, though, the congratulations were slightly diminished by how upset Mrs. Weasley had been.

"She'll understand," Ginny said quietly.

They ate dinner that night without Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. It was a quiet affair as no one wanted to disturb Mrs. Weasley anymore than she already was.

George and Ella returned to our new room and went upstairs to our bedroom.

"That didn't go quite as I had imagined it would," Ella said as she took her jewelry off.

"It went exactly as I imagined," George mumbled, pulling his shirt over his head. "I'll have to talk to her in a couple of days when she's cooled down a bit."

He motioned for Ella to join him in the bed. "Let's not worry about that though. We're young newlyweds in our lovely new townhouse."

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