Rose (H.P. FanFic) 4

Chapter Three

I look out the window at the Wedding getting set up. Fleur and Bill were getting married, and this was probably the most positive thing that'll be happening in a long time. I was excited. Getting ready for the wedding was very relaxing honestly. 

I walk down the stairs, dressed and ready for the wedding, only to see Harry and Ginny kissing. I see George pour himself a cup of tea, and then lean against the counter. He looks at me amused. The two kissing separate and look at each of us awkwardly. "Morning." George greets.

I walk around the two, "If you two wanted to kiss without getting caught, the kitchen isn't the best place to do that." I tell them. They sort of just separate and leave the room awkwardly.

"You look Gorgeous Rose. Fred's going to go mental." George compliments me, causing me to blush.

"Thank you. I was worried it was a bit much, but it's a wedding so I figured,  why not." I tell him, smoothing out my dress.

"Why not indeed." George tries to say teasingly, looking me up and down, then winks at me.

I shake my head, laughing lightly, "Grow up, Georgie." I tell him, jokingly.

"Never." he responds, laughing as well.

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All the Weasley boys had went out to set up the tents when the Minister of Magic arrived. Harry, Hermione, Ron and I were all requested to meet with him.

"To what do we owe the pleasure Minister?" Harry questions once we meet with him inside of the Weasley Burrow.

"I think we both know the answer to that Mr. Potter." the minister replies.

He gestures for us to all take a seat within the living room and we do sitting on the couch as he sits across from us in a chair. The minister places something on the table, we all look at one another confused, "And this is?" Harry questions.

The minster removes some papers from his bag as a reply before opening it we magic silently. He looks to the paper and begins to read, "Here in his set forth his last will and testament of Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. First, to Ronald Bilious Weasley, I leave my Deluminator. A device of my own making in the hope that when things seem most dark it will show him the light." he begins, before opening what was set on the table and handing Ron the Deluminator that was wrapped in a cloth. 

Ron unraveled the cloth to reveal the device, "Dumbledore left this for me?" He asks.

The minister gave him a small nod, Yeah." he replies.

"Brilliant." Ron says as he looks over the device. "What is it?"

The minister gave no reply, seeming unsure of it himself. Ron opens it and the light from two laps goes into the device. Ron closes it then opens it again, and the lights return to the bulbs of the lamps. "Wicked." Ron says as he looks at the device amazed.

The minster looks back to the floating paper, "To Hermione Jean Granger, I leave my copy of the tales of Beedle the Bard in the hope that she find it entertaining and instructive." he says as he hands her a worn copy of the book.

"Mum use to read me though." Ron comments as we all look at the book. "The wizard and the hopping pot. Babbity rabbity and the cackling stump." he says fondly only to see the confused looks from Hermione and Harry. "Oh come on, babbity rabbity." he tried to get a reaction out of them before looking past Hermione to me, "Rose?"

I sigh, "I read them, I know what you're talking about." I admit looking back down at the book.

"To Rose Lily Potter," he begins causing me to look up, "I give to you a request, to look over Fawkes the Phoenix. I have faith you will find him again for me and take good care of him." the minister reads out before handing me a feather of a phoenix, a rare thing to hold.