Wands, Wishes, and Weasleys

Chapter 5: Hens and Stags

Ginny POV:

"OK," Hannah said, holding the piece of parchment with the checklist on it. We were in Hermione's and my room with Fleur, Audrey, Angelina, Luna, Katie, Susan, and Alicia. "So we have our overnight luggage, the champagne, the tiaras- two with veils, seven without."

"EEEE! This is so exciting!" Hermione squealed.

"Butterbeer, a butt-ton of biscuits, more butterbeer, party supplies," Hannah continued, "and finally, super cute outfits!" We all cheered at this last part.

There was a soft knock at the door, "Girls?" It was Mum's voice. "I would just like you to know that the boys already left for their Stag party, so you can take the car now."

"Awesome!" Hannah had been put in charge of planning our Hen party because Luna said she just wanted to be there, not plan.

"And you know how to drive it, right Hermione? Without flying?" Mum sounded concerned.

"Of course Mrs. Weasley! Don't worry! We'll be back in two days, on Friday!"

"You don't need to be back until Saturday, because that's the day before the wedding, but that's fine. Goodbye, girls."

"Bye Mum!" I said as we walked out the door.

"Bye!" some of the girls said, "See you soon!" and even, "We'll make sure they come back in one piece!"

I was so excited. It was my Hen party! My last few days before promising myself to Harry forever.

The other day I walked past the kitchen and heard a conversation between Harry and my Dad. I shuddered as I remembered the exact words: "So, you love my daughter, and you're getting married to her by the month's end. Yes sir. And you will always love her, and never hurt her in any way possible? I will. And you promise that you will respect her, listen to her, and not pressure her into anything she doesn't want?" There was a pause, "I promise, sir. I will always listen to her and respect her wishes, no matter what they are. Good, now go back to whatever you were doing. Yes sir." I had never heard my dad that serious or stern talking to Harry before.

"We're heeeeeeeere!!!" Hermione said, snapping me back into reality. We had arrived at Shell Cottage. Bill and Fleur said we could use it as long as we didn't make too much of a mess, or break anything.

We dragged our luggage inside and chose our beds, chairs, or couches.

"Let's get this party started!" Audrey said, popping the champagne bottle open. There were whoops and laughs as Fleur got glasses, Angelina set up balloons and streamers, and Hermione started playing some music.

We partied all night long. Champagne, butterbeer, dancing, crisps, singing our lungs out, laughing, talking, and by 8 am, we were all draped over couches, chairs-arms, and lying on the floor.

"I think we may have partied a little too hard," Luna said into the carpet, but it sounded like, 'I tink we mave pertied a whittle two part.' Although we were all a bit drunk, so she could have said something completely crazy.

"On today's agenda," Hannah said as she waltzed in, fully dressed and ready to go wherever we were going, and she didn't look the slightest bit drunk, even though I knew she had something to drink last night and this morning. Fleur was the only person who hadn't had anything to drink- obviously -and right now she was most likely sleeping.

"Today we are going to the beach! So get dressed ladies!" We all stood up reluctantly and dragged ourselves over to where our bags with our swimming suits are.

Once we were all dressed, we headed down to the beach and swam and splashed for a while before having a brunch.

"So," Angelina started, "are you two ready to be married women?"