Disclaimer- J.K. Rowling owns the HP world
I look around and notice Fire Cracker is staring me down. While the rest of the flock of men are just looking me up and down like I killed The Dark Lord itself.
"Need something?" I question, rolling up my shirt to my elbows.
He marches over to me, just to ruffle up my shirt; by grabbing it again. Then he slams me to the dark orange walls of the Burrow, then he breathes his musty disgusting breath in my face.
"How the hell did YOU GET MY 'MIONE!" he roared.
I force his hands from me, then begin to fix my shirt, while smirking.
"Well, my dear Weasel, when all of you ignored her to handle all the pity of the world; you forgot that she literally had no-one but herself. I bumped into her, leaving Flourish and Botts, then after that the rest was history,"I answered smiling at memory.
"Okay, but how in the hell did she willing give you children?" Potter snarled.
"Do you really need to be told how babies are born?" I chuckled.
"How does Mommy Narcissa and Daddy Lucius think of your little muggle-born?" George (?) Weasely questioned.
"WAIT!" little Teddy exclaimed.
"Yes?"
"Your mommy is Grandma Cissy! I love her! Is Car and Or yours kids?" the little boy asked.
"Yeah," I chuckled.
"COOL! Uncle Harry, Ron, and Georgie, mister is a nice man!" Teddy yelled at the lot.
They just stood in awe, until Hermione came back down in tears, grabbing me and disappearing on the spot.
A/N: Hey guys, I'm stuck with the flu :(. So I should be updating often. Meanwhile, I still have to take my Chemistry benchmark and my Alegbra 2 benchmark.