Oh my gosh, right, I've just realised (and this has nothing to do with this chapter but ah well, I'm telling you anyway) that Teddy and Victoire both have Fathers who were attacked by Fenrir Grey back O.o

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The week before our match against the Chudley Cannons, I woke in the middle of the night due to a large stream of water splashing onto my face.

I spluttered, rubbing my eyes and choking "What the hell?"

Hermione was stood in front of me, her eyes gleaming "Guess what? Guess what Ginny?"

"I don't know, but couldn't you have just shouted me. It's half past one, what are you doing here?"

Hermione sat on the edge of my bed, excitement evident on every line of her face "I tried that, but you were fast asleep...I'm getting married! Ron proposed on the London eye after he'd taken me to my favourite restaurant and...I'm getting married!"

I hugged her "Oh, congratulations...but why are you here now?"

"Because you're my best friend and I wanted to tell you!"

"No, Hermione...I mean, it's half one, surely you haven't just got in?"

She blushed "Well, no, but...he'd proposed and we got a bit carried away and we ended up-"

"Alright I get it. Let me see then." I said, turning on the light and grabbing her hand.

The ring was thin and silver, with three diamonds. A plain, shining, silver jewel shone out from in-between two beautiful sapphires.

I felt myself welling up "Hermione...it's beautiful!"

She nodded "I know. The sapphires are the same shade as Ron's eyes and they're also my birthstone...because I'm born in September."

I hugged her "I'm so happy for you...although incredibly jealous at the same time."

She grinned, wiping her own eyes "Will you be my maid of honour? It only makes sense...You're my best friend and Ron's sister."

I squealed "Of course I will! Who else are you having?"

"Well," Hermione said, setting off "Harry will obviously be the Best Man, so I thought we'd have Fred and George as Ushers, and then Teddy and Vic can walk up the isle together. I want them to wear a shade of blue – to match the engagement ring, Teddy's hair and Vic's eyes and then I thought you could wear a pale blue. Would you like that?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" I said, crossing my legs and beginning to write all of this down. "Where will you have it?"

Hermione frowned "I'm not sure, you see. Bill and Fleur's wedding is the most beautiful one I've ever been to, but my parents are muggles and so many of the guests will be witches and wizards – I don't want them to feel excluded at their only daughter's wedding."

"In that case, it would be better to have it at the burrow, don't you think?"

"Why?"

"Because we can keep an eye on things – nothing will get out of hand. Are we having a big or small party?"

"Small, just family and friends. I think the most extravagant guest will be Luna's Dad."

I laughed "Herm, I think Luna's Dad would still manage to be the most extravagant guest at a wedding filled with transvestites."

She smiled "I'm so happy."

"And I'm so happy for you."

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The next six days rushed by, filled with excitement, tears and promises of a fabulous wedding. The morning of our match, I found myself inside the kitchen of the Burrow, feeling more than a little nervous.

Victoire was sat on the work top in front of me, while Hermione held up different shades of blue silk next to her head. Teddy was watching the fire, blinking as the flames licked at the stone chimney. His hair was the same colour – making him look like a true Weasley.

Victoire laughed "Ginny!"

"Vicky!"

"Ginny!"

"Vicky!"

"Ginny! Ginny! Ginny! Ginny! Ginny! Ginny!"

"Vicky! Vicky! Vicky! Vicky! Vicky! Vicky! Vicky!" I said, going along with her favourite game.

"Love Teddy."

I laughed, stroking her long, silvery-blonde hair "I know you do, but what about me?"

"Love you."

"You're beautiful...do you know that?"

"Teddy."

I laughed "Teddy, come here." I shouted.

He stood up and wondered over, looking slightly put out as his hair turned back to blue "What?"

"Is Victoire beautiful?"

Victoire giggled as Teddy smiled "Very. Can I play with the fire now Gin-Gins?"

"If you stop calling me that, yes."

"Cool." He said, reassuming his place in the sitting room as Victoire laughed hysterically.

"Boootyful! Bootyful! Bootyful!"

"I think that's a good one, Hermione." I said, picking up the piece of fabric she'd just put down. It was a shade lighter than Teddy's normal hair colour.

"Yeah, but he can't have the same colour rose and buttons on his suit as his hair colour."

"It's not; it's lighter. It's just in between her eyes and his hair – it's perfect. Besides, he might not even have blue hair on the day; he can't control it yet, can he?"

Hermione's eyes widened "His hair had better be blue on the day or I'll bloody kill him."

"You will not." Teddy shouted, making Hermione smile.

"He's very mature, for a three year old, don't you think?"

I laughed "He's his Dad's son. What house do you reckon he'll be in?"

Hermione tilted her head to the side "Tonks was in Hufflepuff, wasn't she?"

I shrugged "I think so."

"I reckon he'll be in Gryffindor – that or Ravenclaw."

"Why did you ask about Tonks then?"

Hermione shrugged "I don't know...Vic will definitely be a Gryffindor. She's a Weasley."

"Griffinooor! Griffinooor!" Shouted Victoire, clapping her hands together.

"What about Dominique?" I said, referring the newest Weasley baby – Vic's little sister.

Hermione tilted her head to the side "It's weird...I always imagined their second baby will go to Beauxbatons."

"How many children do you think they'll have then?" I laughed.

"Three. You'll have three, too."

"I will, will I?"

"Oh yeah...and the third one will be this little ginger fountain of knowledge."

I laughed, hitting the work surface and causing Victoire to slap my hand.

"Like you then?"

"Nope. Not academic knowledge...she'd just know everything."

"Like what?"

"Gossip."

"Oh." I laughed "Cool. What would she be called?"

Hermione shrugged "I don't know, but she'll be your only girl. The other two will be boys."

I smiled "Who am I having these children with?"

"Harry."

I choked, making Vic and Teddy laugh "You're insane. What about yourself then?"

"A girl and a boy."

"With Ron?"

"Obviously."

"Called what?"

Hermione smiled, as if she'd just remembered something from a long time ago "Rose, I think...Rose and Hugo."

I grinned "Fair enough. Right, I need to set off. I'll see you later, wish me luck."

Hermione smiled "I can't, sorry. My fiancé supports the opposing team."

I kicked her "Oh, thanks Hermione. You'll wish me luck, won't you?" I asked Vic, picking her up and swinging her around.

"Lucky, lucky, lucky!" she squealed.

"Good luck, Gin-gins!" Teddy shouted, running towards me and hugging my legs as I placed Vic on the floor.

"Thanks, Ted. See you later."

"See you later, Gin-Gins."

"Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye!" shouted Vic, as I left the house.

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The wind was cool on my face as I sped out on my broomstick into the large arena. I could hear the crowd shouting comments, both positive and negative around me and a loud clicking noise as another chaser on our team, Louisa Brace, scored the first goal.

I avoided a bludger and caught the quaffle, soaring once around the stadium and launching it through the centre hoop as the Chudley Cannons seeker collided with the damp grass 50 feet below me.

I glanced over at the box my friends and relatives were taking up and saw Ron with his arms crossed, glowering at me while Teddy laughed.

The crowd cheered as Ludo Bagman shouted "A swift score from Weasley there, probably dazzled the poor keeper with her charming smile."

I turned around, winked at him and dropped down so that if Louisa dropped the quaffle she once again had possession of, I would be able to catch it.

I scored over fifty goals and the Cannons scored three on penalties. After a few hours, my hands were starting to get sore from gripping the broom-handle and my legs were stiff. I was about to ask for time out when the game appeared to freeze. Thousands of heads turned to stare as Christina Wood (Oliver Wood's cousin who had attended Beauxbatons) and The Cannons' seeker 'Tully' pelted towards the ground. Her Firebolt was much faster than his and she grasped something in her fist as Tully, once again, collided with the ground. Cheers lit up the stadium as people realised what had happened and the Chudley Cannons supporters groaned desperately.

We landed on the ground and hugged, squealing like a bunch of seven teenage girls.

"Well done Gin, you were amazing!" said Christina, the captain and seeker.

"So were you! You caught the bloody snitch!"

Christina grinned, before strolling over to the bench where Jonathan Tully was sat, broomstick over her shoulder, clapping him on the back.

"Good game." She smiled, sitting beside him.

He smiled at her and said something I couldn't hear. Whatever it was it made her blush.

"Gin..." said Louisa, tapping me on the shoulder "Your family are coming. He's fine, I didn't know you had another brother...black hair as well."

I laughed "That's Harry, he's not my brother. He's my ex-boyfriend. That's his Dad..." I said, indicating towards James, who had an arm around Lily.

"She's gorgeous."

"Yeah, she is. That's his Mum."

"Takes after her, then, doesn't he?" She winked.

"I suppose so."

"Who's the little guy with the purple hair?"

"You heard of Nymphadora Tonks, the famous Aura, or Remus Lupin, the Werewolf?"

"Yup...Oliver's told me about him, didn't he teach at Hogwarts?"

"He did for a couple of years, but then he left because he couldn't stand Snape."

"Severus Snape?"

"Yep, well, anyway, Teddy's Tonks and Lupin's kid. The really cute blonde girl next to him is My niece."

Louisa's eyes widened "She's adorable! She's the cutest baby ever! Seriously!"

I laughed "I know; she's an eighth Veela."

"Ah..."

Sirius Ran out of the group of people and dived on me "Well done, Kiddo! Your Uncle Sirius is extremely proud of you."

I laughed, hitting him on the head "Get off me you pillock."

"Well done, sweetheart." Said My Mum, hugging me "I don't like Quidditch, but that was incredible. You're all very good."

"Good? Molly that was bloody brilliant. Where's the captain?" asked James, peering around.

"Oh thanks, James, I really appreciate it." I said sarcastically.

He laughed, hugging me "Well done, kid. Seriously though, where is she?"

I laughed "Over there."

Ron was stood next to Hermione, who hugged me "Well done!"

"Thanks. Hi Ron, how are you? Great day, don't you think?"

"Shut up, Ginny."

"Oi, where's Victor?" Said a low voice in my ear and I turned around and hit Harry.

"Shut up."

He laughed, hugging me "Well done, you're amazing. I taught you well."

"Excuse me? I taught myself thank you very much."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever Weasley."

"Oh, be quiet."

"Well done though, in all seriousness. You were great."

"Thank you." I looked at him and smiled, feeling the bit of my heart that never quite got over him melt.

"Are you alright?" He asked, his green eyes looking confused.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Coming to the party then?" I asked, causing Sirius to dive on me again.

"Stupid question. Course we are!"

I laughed "Was I asking you?"

"You'd better have been, or I'll disown you."

The night was spent watching various people, some of whom were my family, some of whom I'd never met in my life, get incredibly drunk. Hermione walked up to me during the evening and informed me that they'd set a date – the third of December. I was excited for them, I really was, but at that moment, all I could think of was the boy at the other end of the room, having drinks with various members of my Quidditch team and laughing at their jokes. He was the only person in the world with who I could imagine getting married. Lots of famous seekers had asked me out over the years, but he was the only one who had succeeded in finding my heart.

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