To love our enemy is impossible. The moment we understand our rival, we feel compassion towards them, and they are no longer the enemy. Madeline Weasley battles the conflict of being in love with the enemy and the struggle of also being in love with...
Chapter Forty-Seven: The Deathly Hallows (Part One)
That is Madeline at Bill and Fleur's wedding ^^^^
Madeline's P.O.V
I woke up to the sound of steps and I sat up. It sounded like someone was going down the stairs. Why would anyone be going downstairs?
I threw the covers off me and slipped slowly out of bed, following the footsteps. I heard the front door close and I sprinted over.
"Harry, what are you doing?" I asked and he turned.
"Nobody else is going to die for me." I ran up to him and grabbed his arm.
"We wanted to risk ourselves for you! We volunteered! So, don't say this is your fault!"
"It is, if I wasn't here, none of this would have happened! George wouldn't have lost his ear and Moody wouldn't be dead!" he shouted, causing me to talk a step back.
"You think Moody died for you? You think George took that curse or you? You may be the chosen one but it's way more complicated than that." I stood with my arms crossed.
"Besides, you still have the trace on you and the weddi-"
"I don't care about a wedding. I'm sorry but no matter whose it is, I need to start finding horcruxes. The longer we stay here, the stronger he gets!"
"Please stick around, Harry." he drops his bag and I grab it. I nudge him toward home and we make our way back.
"Hermione," I groaned. "do I have to do my makeup?" She smiled and nodded.
"It's your brother's wedding. You need to look good and stop trying to be a boy." I laughed and she primed my face.
"Hermione," I asked as I puckered my lips. "do you think Ginny and Harry will date?"
She shrugged, "Maybe, why?"
"I don't know, don't you think it will be a little awkward? You know since I dated him too?"
"I shouldn't think so. You guys are friends, right?"
"Yeah, bu-"
"Then it's settled." I smiled as she continued to do my makeup.
"Madeline, you look beautiful!" she covered her mouth.
"It looks perfect with your dress too." I smiled and pulled her into a hug.
"Don't wreck my masterpiece." she smiled.
"Thanks 'Mione." she nodded and showed me to a mirror.
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"Wow," I smiled.
"Anyone who passes on you is bloody stupid." I laughed and she pulled me into the hall. Maddie pulled me up to Ron and Ginny to talk.
"Wow, Maddie. You look stunning!" Ginny gasped and Ron's jaw fell open.
"Hey Ron?"
"Yeah."
"You better close your mouth unless you fancy flies for dinner." we all laughed and Ron's cheeks flushed red.
"What's the minister of magic doing here?" I heard Fred ask and I shrugged.
"May I see Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Madeline Weasley, and Harry Potter?" he asked and my parents shooed us off.
"Of course, Minister." we all sat on the couch and he pulled out a piece of paper.
"This is the will of Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.
"To Ronald Billius Weasley, I leave my deluminator. When things seem most dark, it will show you the light."
"To Hermione Jean Granger, I leave my personal copy of The Tales of Beedle the Barg. So she finds it entertaining and instructive." Hermione looked at Ron weird.
"Mum read that to us as kids." Hermione stepped on his foot and I laughed.
"To Madeline Rayne Weasley. I leave my time turner, for in need of saving time." I smiled as he handed the time turner.
"To Harry James Potter, I leave the snitch he caught at his first quidditch game at Hogwarts," he smiled. "as a reminder of perseverance and skill."
"Is that it then," the minister shook his head.
"He left you the sword of Godric Gryffindor. Unfortunately, the sword was not Dumbledore's to give away. The current location of the sword is unknown."
"Excuse me?"
"The sword is missing."
"I don't know what you're up to Mr. Potter but you can't fight this war on your own. He's too strong." I looked at Harry and he seemed to be lost in thought.
"May I have this dance, M'lady?" I laughed and took George's hand.
"This is perfect." I smiled and he looked at me confused.
"What?"
"All of this, not a single worry in the world. It's great." he chuckled and I laid my head on his shoulder. I looked over everyone but one face stopped me. Harry's face looked confused.
"If you don't mind George," he looked down at me. "I'm going to go see what Harry's up to." He nodded and made my way over to Harry.
"Harry, what's-" a huge light formed in the center of the wrong, cutting me off.
"The Ministry has fallen. The Minister of Magic is dead."
All these characters belong to J.K. Rowling. All credit goes to her for some of the plot and all of setting (characters, etc.) I made Maddie Weasley, that is it. I am just a girl who wants to write fanfictions.
