Since their doctor's visit, Hunn hadn't felt strange at all. In fact, she had felt perfectly fine, and it convinced her that she had just been ill with a weird stomach bug.
She sat with Fred and George, and they discussed being more responsible. They grumbled in agreement. They complained that the charm made them laugh, but she was more convinced they wanted a baby than anything else. With their grumbled complaining, she snapped and told them they needed to hush and think about how the charm affected her—making her dizzy, nauseous, tired, and irritable.
They were interrupted by a sudden bright light shooting from their fireplace, and a miniature wolf figure sat back on its haunches.
Tonks' voice filled the room with a happy little trill that sparked joy through their hearts and souls, "Remus has asked me to marry him! Thank you for your advice and patience with me, Hunn. I'll always be in your debt!"
"Oh! Oh! This is fabulous!" Hunn shrieked, jumping from her place on the soft chair, their argument forgotten.
"Finally out of his slump, is he?" Fred asked, smiling.
"About time he got over his little issue," George added, giving Fred a nudge.
"I have to have more details!" Hunn gasped. She cast the charm, and her lovely tigress danced around the room before landing softly at her feet, "I'm so happy for you! I told you that it would all work out! When is the wedding? I know you're not one to wait and I better be invited!" she said quickly before waving her hand and sending the tigress away.
George hugged her and smiled as she melted in his arms.
Fred frowned, "When is our wedding, love?" he asked, realizing they hadn't spoken about it in a while.
Hunn arched a brow and thought, "This summer. I've left it all to your mother. She sends me an owl every few weeks about it."
George shook his head, "I'll send her an owl and see what she has planned so far."
Hunn shrugged, "I don't mind really. She knows what I like and how I tend to be very simple, so I've ensured she sticks to it when she asks about something extravagant and crazy. Last week, she asked me about doing a ceremony for each pair of us, like two different weddings at the same time."
"Tell me you said no?"
"Of course, I said no. I want one wedding. As long as you're both there, I don't care if it's held in a ditch or a lake."
"Let's get married today, then," George said as Fred nodded.
"The war is just getting closer and closer every day."
George hugged her tight, "I don't want to put off marrying you because You-Know-Who is raging around London."
She smiled and thought a moment before nodding, "You're right. There really is no point in waiting any longer. Let's go see your mother."
"Yeah, if she's not there, we'll never hear the end of it."
They gathered their wands and stepped into the floo together before traveling away in a flash of bright light. They stepped into the Burrow and were greeted by Molly twirling around the house cleaning as the witch's radio blasted in the kitchen. When she spotted them, she froze and flicked her wand to turn down her tunes.
"Hello! Hello, loves! What are you doing here?" she asked, straightening her skirt.
Hunn rushed over and hugged her tight before whispering, "We came to get married."
Molly froze, "Married? What? I thought that was in August? I've been planning everything..." she started to go off.
Fred nodded, and George hugged his mother before explaining, "We decided that now is as good a time as any."
"You'll be planning Tonks and Remus' wedding now."
Hunn laughed, "And Bill's," she added, trying to soften the wedding.
"Bill's!" Molly shrieked, astounded.
Hunn went white, "Oh damn, he's going to kill me."
"To Fleur?" Molly asked with tears prickling her eyes, "My baby boy is getting married?"
Before she could start to cry, Fred rubbed her back and reminded her that they wanted to gather everyone here for the wedding of her other babies. The family had been in quite a mood lately, but Molly sent out her message to the family, and within an hour, everyone would soon be gathered in the living room waiting.
When Molly sent her message, she went to work setting up the garden as Hunn helped organize her planning in less time.
"I'm sorry for pushing up the date to... now." Hunn apologized.
Molly huffed a laugh, "Don't be. I was half expecting you three to run off and come back married before you even told us."
Hunn blushed, "We would never do that to you."
Molly pulled her in for a hug, "You've been inseparable for years. It's alright if it crossed your mind to run away. Arthur and I did."
"You did?"
She nodded, "Yes, we did. When we turned seventeen."
"I had no idea. I mean, you've been together so long, and I just assumed you married traditionally."
Molly laughed, "No, my dear. We were so in love that we dashed off to the Ministry right before the start of the first war and married."
"That sounds so romantic," Hunn admitted as she raised the flower arch over her head and laid the rose petals with her wand down the aisle.
Molly followed her back to the house, raising the tent as she went. When they stepped back inside, Fred and George had managed to gather all the small adults.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood fresh out of the floo chatting.
"They finally decided to do it?"
"'Bout time. Been waiting years for those three to tie the knot," Ron jabbered.
Hermione gushed over the decorations and began helping Molly with the cake and food for the few people there.
"Are Bill and Charlie coming?" Harry asked as Fred and George dragged their father through the floo.
"They'll be here shortly. They had to obtain clearance from the Ministry," Arthur explained, "I helped push it through a bit faster," He told them with a wink. He gathered Molly in a hug before setting out to finish the preparations.
"Hermione dear?"
"Yes, Molly?"
"Can you watch the pots and finish the food while I get Hunn ready?"
She nodded and watched as Molly dragged Hunn up the stairs.
Charlie and Bill popped in and were recruited by their father to help set up outside while the twins went to dress appropriately before their mother dragged them into a room and did them up.
Hours passed, and the house slowly filled with family and close friends. Tonks and Remus showed up, hand in hand, a bright smile blinding everyone around. McGonagall showed up shortly after, along with a few other professors, to give their well-wishes and beg them to send their children to any school other than Hogwarts. They had chatted about what children with Hunn's brains and the twin's ruthlessness would do to their school. It would surely bring an end to the long-standing castle.
When the sun began to set, Fred and George gathered with a small, wide man officiating the ceremony and waited. Molly joined her husband as the music started to play, and all heads turned toward the house as the bridesmaids and their partners began to walk.
Hermione walked with Lee Jordan and Harry with Ginny as Ron took McGonagall's hand and slowly walked to the grinning twins, who had begged Hunn to pair Ron with someone to set their brother on edge.
The music slowed, and Hunn gradually walked through the kitchen. Molly had pinned her hair up high and slid her into a white dress. The dress hugged her curves and lifted her breasts. The dress dragged along the floor and hid her bare feet as she walked. She had refused to wear heels because they hurt her feet, and being at eye level with Fred and George would just be too weird.
They were her giants, after all.
When she breached the doorway, dozens of eyes found her, but she was too focused on the identical hunks of men waiting for her at the end of the aisle. She ignored the rhythm of the music and marched her way to them. Her family and friends laughed as they watched her half-run toward Fred and George until she finally stood between them.
The officiant smiled, and the music faded to nothing as he began to speak, "As these three join to become one, we are gathered here to witness their commitment to each other for the rest of time," He waved his wand, "Join hands together between your bodies and hold tight for our ceremony begins now."
With his wand, he encircled their joined hands with a red ribbon and pulled it tightly together.
"Fred and George repeat after me, 'We take you to be our wife, our partner in crime, and our one true love. We will cherish our union and love you more each day than we did the day before. We will trust and respect you, laugh with and cry with you, and love you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together.'"
Fred and George spoke together, their voices blending, "We take you to be our wife, our partner in crime, and our one true love. We will cherish our union and love you more each day than we did the day before. We will trust and respect you, laugh with and cry with you, and love you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together."
Their hands tightened around hers as they looked into her soul, "We give you our hands, our hearts, and our love from this day forward for as long as we shall live."
They stopped talking, and Hunn began before the officiant could request she repeat after him, "I take you both to be my husbands, my partners in crime, and my true loves. I will cherish our union and love you more each day than I did the previous day. I will trust and respect you, laugh with and cry with you, and love you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I give you my hand, my heart, and my love from this day forward for as long as I shall live."
Tears fell from her eyes, and the band of magic binding them legally and spiritually twirled around their hands and pulled tighter.
With a whisper, the officiant spoke, "You may kiss your bride."
Fred and George bent forward and took her tightly in their arms before kissing her one at a time and hugging her close. The small crowd cheered, but they heard nothing because they were so lost in their moment that it was as if no one else was there until Molly and Arthur were rushing to embrace and wish them luck.
"I have never seen such a strong bond come from my wand. Their connection is truly something I have never seen before," They heard the officiant whisper to his partner as he walked toward the Burrow to leave, "The ribbon normally lays over the hands, but not with them. It wanted to become part of them, to actually 'tie' them together."
His partner glanced to where Fred and George stood holding Hunn, "Well, did it? Tie them together, I mean?"
The officiant stopped at the door to the Burrow and nodded, a frown on his face, "It did."
"Shouldn't you be excited then?"
"I would be if we weren't in the middle of a war..."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"If one of them doesn't make it," he whispered, "I-I'm not sure if any of them will..." he explained as they disappeared inside the house to floo away.
Molly found the newlyweds and squeezed them tightly before passing them to and fro from others around the garden. Their family wished them luck, and friends gave them hugs and kisses.
They gathered for food as the music began to play. Fred sat with Hunn in her lap, watching their family dance and laugh joyfully. She slipped a ring onto his finger and kissed his neck, "I chose this for you before you set the fireworks off and left. I was saving it for a special occasion, and now I know it was this."
Fred looked down at his ring and laughed when he saw the engraving of the Hyena on the silver band twirl round and round until it stopped and gave him a lopsided grin, "I love it. Matches my Patronus perfectly!" he told her—planting a sloppy kiss on her cheek.
She giggled and returned the kiss before stealing George from his mother. Molly handed him over without a fight. Hunn wrapped her arms around his waist and swayed to the music with his arms around her.
"George?" she asked.
"Yes, my sweetest loveliest wife?" he asked, grinning a thousand-watt smile.
She said nothing as she took his hand and slipped a silver band on his finger, "You and Fred gave me my ring, and I've had these since you set off the fireworks in Umbitch's face. I thought now was the perfect time to give them to you," She said, smiling at her husband.
He looked closely at the silver band and laughed when the dog tumbled and grinned at him from the shining ring, "This is perfect, babe. Beautiful!"
She felt light as air as Fred joined them, wrapped his arms around her hips, and lifted her to his feet so the three could dance with her sandwiched in the middle. The music played softly around them, and dancers left the floor to give them their moment. Flashes filled the air as their family looked on and captured many pictures for them to look back on.