Nothing belongs to me.
XCVII: Marriage
Although she was in the shower, Ginny could hear the Intruder Charm as it went off. She heaved an exasperated sigh, turning off the water.
"When will he learn?"
It was rude to Apparate directly into someone's home.
"I'll be right out!" Ginny called as she pulled on her bathrobe and snatched her wand up from the sink, wondering what Draco wanted now.
"Hello – " She faltered, surprised by the crowd of people standing in her living room.
"Hello, Gin."
She looked nervously from Ron to the rest of her brothers and her parents, Harry, and Hermione; each sported the same look of angry disbelief.
She sank into an armchair, swallowing the lump that formed in her throat. "So what brings you all here?" she asked apprehensively when their expressions didn't waver.
Ron opened his mouth to retort, but their father silenced his with a hand.
"Just when, Ginny, did you intend to tell us about this?" Her father threw something down on the coffee table.
Ginny felt the color leave her face as she stared down at the day's Daily Prophet. In large print the headline flashed: Draco Malfoy Weds Ginny Weasley.
So much for keeping it a secret.