the gentle moon / george weasley

to the moon and back

Fred awoke to August kneeling beside him in bed and George staring down at him at the edge of his bed. His eyes slowly went wide, blinking slowly at the pair.

"Can I help you?" He asked.

"You got officiated for Bill's wedding right?" George asked.

"Yeah, last week." He said.

"Are you busy right now?" August smiled at him, pinching his side.

"Just sleeping," He rolled his eyes, swatting her hand away "Because it's like 2 in the morning."

The pair stared at him with beaming, pleading faces. He pushed himself up, looking between the two.

"What are you two up to?"

"Lee is on his way over now," George said, "Angelina will be here in like 20 minutes."

"Will you marry George and me?" August asked.

"What?" The annoyance quickly melted off Fred's face, he kept looking back at each of them, his smile growing bigger and bigger. "Seriously?"

"Yes." They said in unison.

"Okay!" Fred jumped out of bed, tripping over onto the floor because of his dirty laundry, "I'm okay, I'm okay!" He jumped up quickly, turning to George and August practically holding each other up from laughing so hard. Fred stared at them for a second, smiling brightly. They were both in their pajamas, August's hair was all messy and ratty in the back of her head, and one of the legs of George's sweatpants was ridden up his leg. They clearly had just come up with this idea half asleep.

"What do we need to do?" Fred asked, "Should we move the living room around?"

"Should we write vows?" August turned to George. All three of them were giddy and speed-talking.

"Do you even have rings?" Fred asked

"I do." August laughed, "I bought you a ring last year."

"I also have a ring for you." George smiled at her, "I didn't buy it. Your mum actually gave it to me."

"What?" August smiled wider, "When?"

"Last April." He told her, "When I asked your parents if I could marry you."

"Is it the jade one?" August's lip quivered.

"Yeah." He nodded.

They had completely rearranged the living room, pushing the couches and tables against the walls, leaving two dining chairs in the middle of the room with a small gap between for an aisle. Fred was still in his boxers, but put on a jacket in some lurid green, scaly material with his school tie wrapped lazily around his neck. Lee was clearly half asleep when he got the message to come to the twins' flat in wedding attire because on his left foot, he had a slipper and on his right, a shiny black dress shoe. He had pretty much wore his old school uniform but instead of a tie, he had a scarf around his neck and Angelina was in a green dress (that was inside out) with her sleeping robe around it and her hair still in a bonnet. But they all were wide awake now, laughing at what they were wearing while they waited for George and August.

The newly engaged, about-to-be-married couple were in George's room. George was in a white dress and August in a way too big black suit and a top hat. They were both laughing, in the way that no sound was coming out of their mouths, and they were bent over holding their stomachs in pain. George was the first to control himself and looked up with teary eyes at August, whose top hat had fallen over her eyes.

He didn't need anything else. This was the perfect wedding, and he knew he'll take care of everyone's overreaction tomorrow when they find out about the wedding, but right now, this second, watching her laughing like this, dressed like that... It was his dream come true.