Father's Little Deatheater

Wedding

I'm cleaning my teeth in the bathroom after getting dressed in a maroon high neck dress that matches Georges suit, and some lace gloves to cover my mark. Both gifts from mother. He joins me grabbing his own toothbrush to clean his own teeth for a bit then happily pulls me into the kitchen. Sneaking soo Ginny and Harry don't see us as they are talking. George then puts the end of his tooth brush in the hole of his ear and grabs his coffee and takes a sip before I nudge him and give him the most strangest look. He just smirks.

"Mooorning" George says, disrupting the two love birds, as they just shared a kiss. Ginny walks off with the biggest smile on her face. Harry glances for a moment before walking away all red. "You look Beautiful" George whispers into my ear. He kisses me, with a grin on his face. "Thanks Georgie. You do too. But without the toothbrush in your ear." I beam, before walking off to help Arthur outside. George follows me outside as we pass Scrimmager walking into the burrow to talk to Atti, Ron, Hermione and Harry.

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The ceremony was beautiful, Molly of course was crying though the whole thing. George never let go of my hand as we watched his brother marry the love of his life.

The music started to celebrate the happy couple. Everyone dancing or simply talking and drinking. I glance around wondering where George got to, as he was dragged off by Molly. She wanted to dance with her boys.

"Asteria" I hear behind me. It's not the twins. It's Atti, wandering over with a butterbeer in his hand. "Hey Atti" I say turning around to talk to him. "So." He starts fidgeting with the butterbeer's bottle. "Remember how you told me to stay away from the Astronomy tower that night?" He mumbles. "...Yeah." I say slightly worried. "Please tell me you did."

"I didn't." He replies with a look of guilt. All I can do is sigh and cross my arms. "What-" I stutter. "What about it?" I finish. "What did Dumbledore mean.. when he said your heart wasn't in it.. at a graveyard?" He asks, setting his butterbeer down on a nearby table.

SHIT anything but that question. I freeze thinking of how to tell him. "Well.. Where do I start?" I begin, still worried what the outcome will be. "So, my trial.. to become a.." I trail, glancing around for anyone that could possibly hear. "Death Eater..." I whisper that word then continue in my normal tone. "Was to.. how do I put this? Help Harry win the Triwizard Tournament, so You-Know-Who could kill him in the graveyard. I warned Cedric not to touch the cup that night, but he did anyway. I was forced to kill him. But I couldn't go through with it. I didn't mean the words. Like Snape the night he killed Dumbledore. You-Know-Who was upset and made his henchman kill him instead. I'm so sorry." I babble. I can see his face pale as he takes everything in. My heart drops, preparing for the worst.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He finally says after a moment of silence. "I.. didn't know I could." I say in a quiet voice. "You warned him not to, and he didn't listen.. That's not on you, Asteria. I don't blame you." "What.. I thought you would." I admitted, still dreading the worst. "I've dreaded telling because I didn't want our friendship to end." I manage to get out. "Asteria. I've already lost Alex. I can't lose you too." Atti says softly. Slightly shocked and happy that he is still my best friend. "You'll never lose me. You can't get rid of me, even if you wanted to." I beamed, smiling with happy tears welling in my eyes. He smiles back, pulling me into a hug.

"Are we interrupting something?" The Weasley twins voices beam. Atti and I break away from our hug and turn to face the boys "Care to dance?" George asks me, holding a hand out. I take it immediately, smiling while following him to the dance floor. He grabs my waist pulling me into his grasp. We dance for what seems like a lifetime. He spins me around smiling the whole time.

"You're perfect" George beams, lifting my face up to look into his eyes. I smile. "No you're perfect." I repeat kissing him on the lips. I rest my head on his chest listening to his heart beat for a while just taking in this perfect moment. I feel his hand reach into his pocket and pull something out. "Asteria, don't take this the wrong way but.." George whispers so only I can hear. I remove ,my head from his chest, now looking down at a RING in his hand. Tears well in my eyes. "It's a promise ring. To promise one day that I will marry you and we will always be together." He grins looking into my eyes, placing the ring onto my finger.

When suddenly a big glowing ball of blue light falls from the sky, appearing in front of the tent for everyone to see. "The Ministry has fallen." The voice of Kingsley erupts.

"The Minister of Magic is dead. They are coming. They are coming. They are coming." He repeats.

Everyone panics as Deatheater's appear to try and kill us. I stick close to Fred and George as we try fight off some followers. "Asteria, you traitor." One of them yells at me, pulling out his wand to try and curse me. Before I can even think of pulling my own wand out, George jumps in front of me and yells. "Expelliarmus" The Deatheater's wand gets pulled towards us. I grab my wand, "Incarcerous." I yell pointing it towards some curtains, which moves to tie him up. "Boys, take Asteria out of here." Arthur tells us. The twins look at each other before grabbing my hand to apparate us away.

We apparate into the twins dark store in Diagon ally. "Why did you do that. I need to go back to help everyone." I yell, pulling my hands away from the boys. "It was dangerous for you to be there." Fred mutters turning on a light. George stares at me and pulls me into a hug. "Yeah you heard that guy. They are angry you aren't following them anymore." He says before kissing my nose. "Stop being cute George." I mutter. "Why not is it helping to diffuse the tension." He grins back. "Hey that's my line." Fred yells before stuffing his face with some cake." George glares at him. "Wait, Fred where did you get that cake." I say walking over to his direction. "Umm.." He mumbles. "Is that the cake Ginny and Hermione mad for Harrys birthday." I say curiously. "Maybeee" He says, looking proud of himself.

We both decide to join him, having a few bites before we get ready for bed. "Hey Georgie," I speak as were laying in bed together. I turn to look at his face. "Can I stay here with you two, I don't want to go back to school." Tears start prickling my eyes. George reaches his thumb up to my face, rubbing the tears away. "I wish you could, honestly. But you're safer at school rather than being here and we can talk everyday in the book." He replies. "I guess you're right." I say quietly, as I cuddle up to him, we both drift off to sleep cuddling each other.