Wands, Wishes, and Weasleys

Chapter 25: Year After Year

Ginny's POV:

It was now June 15. A lot of time has passed since Crookshanks' funeral. Today was Mum and Dad's 35th wedding anniversary! We are throwing them a big party at the burrow, and all of us kids pitched in, but it was mostly Bill, Hermione, occasionally Ron, and I doing all of the work. The whole house was decorated on the inside, and Mum and Dad were almost home from the trip they took. I'm in the kitchen, making sure the food is all ready and doing some finishing touches.

I hear a beep coming from outside, and I shout so that everybody in the house gets in their positions, "GUYS! THEY'RE HOME! IN YOUR PLACES PEOPLE!" I went to open the door as they came up from the car carrying their luggage. "Hey you guys! How was your trip?"

"Oh, it was just amazing!" Mum said as she hugged me. "And I've got to thank you kids again for this! It was the best gift ever! I'm so relaxed!"

"Well Mum, you look like you're glowing!" She smiled at my compliment. "I've heard that the massages are to die for!"

"Speaking of, where are your siblings? I thought that they were going to be here to greet us?" I know that when she says that, she's really just asking about the grandkids.

I shrug as I lead them inside the house. All of the lights are out. "Hello?" I called. That was their cue.

"SURPRISE!" Everybody jumped out and yelled. I looked at all my siblings, nieces, nephew, son, as well as Teddy and his grandparents.

"Merlin's beard! You guys didn't have to do this!" Mum may have said that, but I know that she loved all of the attention, and she definetly didn't get it nearly enough. "Oh come here!" She pulled all us kids into a big hug. "I love you guys!"

"Let the party begin!" George shouted. He shouts that at almost any Weasley event. I guess he just likes saying that, or he just really likes parties and shouting.

Hermione and I brought out all of the foods and set them out of the tables we placed out in the living room. We had invited some of Dad's coworkers, and the surviving members from the order of the phoenix.

About an hour later, we were sitting down for some talking time, but not everybody was here, "Ginny, do you know where George and Angelina are?" Mum asked.

"No I do not, has anyone else seen them?" I asked. Everybody shook their head.

"I saw them about ten minutes ago going upstairs," Audrey offered.

"Thanks," I caught Harry's eye and silently asked for backup, "Don't worry Mum, I'll find them," Harry shook his head subtly. He didn't want to do this just as much as I didn't. "And Harry's going to help me find them." He gave me a slight glare.

"Ok! Come back soon!" Mum turned back to talk to some of the other guests.

Harry and I walked upstairs- not wanting to see what was happening. "Why did you have to drag me into this?" He whined.

"Because, I didn't want to face whatever's in there alone," I did not want to do this, but I didn't really have a choice. The door was closed, and I took a deep breath as I opened the door. We found George and Angelina on the far wall, which was really only seven feet away. Angelina's back was against the wall, George had one hand on either side of her head. His arms were bent as his face was smashed against hers. She had her arms around his neck and her hands snaking into his hair. All of the buttons on her shirt were undone, and it was just barely hanging off her arms. George wasn't wearing a shirt at all. "What the bloody hell is going on here?" I said it even though it was perfectly clear what was going on.

They both froze, and George just barely pulled away. I could see his muscles tensing. "Haven't you ever heard of knocking? Or of reading the room?"

"Oh, I would love to read the room once I tell Mum and Dad what you snuck off to do at their anniversary party," Even though I know that he can't see what I'm doing, I let my face twist into a smug expression.