Chapter 9: Something New
Author's Note: Hello again! If anybody reviewed the last chapter then thank you. As you may have noticed over the past couple of chapters, each chapter I have skipped a few years or so. Just to clarify, that is going to be the same again during this chapter in case anyone was curious or didn't see the first line of the chapter (minus the title and Author's Note). Anyway, here is chapter 9.
(3 years later)
Rose Weasley stood in front of a wall length mirror at the Burrow. She remembered her and her cousin Lily spending hours and hours in her Aunt Ginny's childhood bedroom at the Burrow, they would stand against the closed door in the dark as any passing family members conversed or argued with one another, thinking that what they were saying was private. Neither Rose nor Lily could remember over half of those passing conversations from their childhood but whatever they were had clearly passed over heads and quickly died down because still now at in the year 2027 everyone were still perfectly happy and wouldn't change their family for the world.
She looked at herself carefully in the gentle, soft sunlight. Her white dress reached the floor and made her look elegant and graceful with its silky material and sleeveless top part. Her red hair had been slightly curled and ended where the top of her dress started. If she were to go back ten years exactly, she would not have thought there would be a chance in hell that today she would be stood here in her wedding dress about to marry Scorpius Malfoy. Personally, Rose counted it lucky that Scorpius was nothing like his parents and her parents hugely admired him.
She vividly remembered the first time she had told her parents that she liked Scorpius. She had not really told them exactly but they had got the idea of how nervous she was before that evening when she went out with Scorpius. She had been pacing back and forth and her Dad had told her to get a drink, and relax, but then again, at that point he did not have a clue that she liked Scorpius. It was only after they had kissed and parted ways, that she realised that her parents had seen everything. But in that moment, she really did not give a dam about what they had seen. Because she knew that Scorpius loved her back.
"You look great, how about your make up?" Lily said from her spot on the window seat. She was Rose's bridesmaid and was wearing a midnight blue dress and had her hair tied in a messy bun. "Nothing too bold, just so that it looks natural please." Rose smiled as Lily applied the simple make up to her cousin's face. Lily remembered that Rose had always hated when people wore outrageous amounts of makeup and when she had seen muggles at parties with their faces plastered in foundation, eye liners that made them look like cats. Her makeup had always been simple and soft and Lily sort of felt like she had rhetorically answered her own question. There was then a knock on the door and Rose and Lily could here two different voices muttering and chuckling quietly.
"I bet it is your Mum and Dad." Lily chuckled softly, remembering how close Rose was to both of her parents.
"Come in." Rose called and the door opened to find Ron and Hermione stood in the doorway, smiling proudly at Rose.
"Rose, you look beautiful." Ron beamed, a tear sparkling in his eye.
"I bet that you were equally speechless when you saw Aunt Hermione in that dress, Uncle Ron." Lily chuckled and Ron laughed. "Yeah something along those lines Lily."
Rose caught sight of a tear falling down her mother's face. "Mum please don't cry." Rose smiled and Hermione wiped a tear away. "I am fine. We are just so proud of you Rosie." She sniffed and hugged Rose tightly.
"Where is Hugo?" Rose asked curiously.
"He is with Al and Scorpius."Ron told her and immediately interjected once he knew she was about to speak. "Don't worry, Scorpius is absolutely fine, Rosie. He is just disapparating from your house now." Ron smiled
"How long have we got?" Lily asked as she put mascara on Rose's eyelashes.
"Fifteen minutes, I best get to my seat. Love you." Hermione smiled, kissing Rose on the cheek and leaving the room. And then there were three; Ron, Rose and Lily.
"Are you ready for this?" Ron asked his daughter as she stood up and straightened the wedding dress that she had borrowed from Hermione. He remembered the day that Hermione had worn that dress, in his eyes it was one of the happiest days of his life and he was sure that Hermione felt the same way.
"I have never been readier, Dad." Rose smiled in reply.
"I remember the day your Mum and I got engaged, the 30th of November 1999." Ron sighed, reminiscing upon that wonderfully happy day.
"Oh, yeah I have been meaning to ask you about that day for years. What happened?" Rose questioned and Lily listened in as well on the story. Ron went and sat down on the bed next to Rose. This was one of the stories that she had heard long long ago when Rose and Hugo were less than ten years old, too young to remember the tale over a decade later. From what Rose could remember it was a very sweet and romantic story that you would want to find at the end of a fairytale book. Ron and Hermione remembered recounting stories similar to this one several times over the years and neither of them ever got bored of telling the tales as it brought back the best of their memories of being together back into mind and reminded them of the happiest moments in their lives.
"Ok, so it had been a very long day and we had gone to the Burrow to celebrate your Uncle Bill's birthday which had been on the previous day. Except when we walked in everyone was arguing. In particularly your Mum and Dad, Lily." Ron informed recalling the first part of the day.
"Why were my parents arguing?" Lily questioned curiously and raised an eyebrow at her Uncle.
"Ginny had just received the news that she had been offered a place to go to a Quidditch tournament whilst she was in the Holyhead Harpies. Harry was not happy about it because it would mean her living in Manchester for the best part of three months." Ron told her and Lily nodded.
"Anyway afterwards once the afternoon was drawing to a close, we apparated home and watched a muggle DVD as we were going through this phase of watching muggle films that were very popular or had been released whilst we were being educated at Hogwarts. Your Mum fell asleep part way through the film and so I decided to leave the room and make dinner for us both." Ron smiled reminiscing on what happened next.
"So you left the room? Why did you leave the room?" Rose enquired quickly, wanting to hear the rest of the story. Ron laughed at her impatience to find out the rest of the story. "You have always been impatient when it comes to what happens at the end of a story, Rosie."
"So, I once I had prepared dinner and set everything up, I woke your Mum up and took her outside. Despite being snowy and cold I had cast a heating charm underneath that large oak tree at the bottom of the garden which was decorated with Chinese lanterns and muggle multi-coloured fairy lights. I knew she would like those things as it reminded me of how she always loved New Year as well. Then one thing led to another and it became one of those moments when the time do it was then and there would never be another perfect time to do it again so I got down on one knee in the snow and asked her to marry me. As you know she said yes." Ron beamed and Rose smiled softly.
"How did you do it, you and Mum? How have you always had such a perfect relationship?" Rose asked sighing and Ron chuckled.
"No relationship is perfect Rosie, and they never will be. But let me tell you this, from the moment I met your Mum, there was something deep inside of me that fell in love with something about her and that has never changed. And I know it never will change for you and Scorpius. I know I have never fully liked the idea of you being together but he is lovely and as long as he makes you happy I do not give a dam who you chose to marry." Ron grinned and Rose laughed.
"What I am trying to say in a nutshell is, I am really happy for you Rosie." Ron told her and hugged his daughter tightly.
"I love you Dad." Rose sniffed.
"I love you too Rosie, I love you too." Ron murmured into her shoulder. There was then a knock at the door and the ginger head of a grinning Hugo Weasley emerged through the open door as he looked at his sister.
"You ready Rosie?" Hugo questioned and Rose smiled and nodded happily.
And with that, Ron took her hand gently and they left the house to where everyone was waiting on this cold winters day.
Authors Note: Hello, this chapter took me longer than I thought it would to write as I have been lumbered with a huge mass of homework. On Friday, out of five different lessons I got a piece of homework from all five lessons. But I did not intend on resting until I finished this chapter. As you have probably worked out this is the penultimate chapter and the next one shall be the last. But I will make that chapter something worth reading as I have really enjoyed writing this story. Anyway thanks and PLEASE REVIEW!