Beauty and the Beast (Remus Lupin)

45.

The next morning Harry, Ron, and Ginny arrived at the burrow. Rose and Ginny were walking downstairs as they overheard Harry and Ron talking. Mrs. Weasley had them peeling potatoes with knives since they couldn't do magic outside of school just yet.

It was safe to say, Ron was annoyed at the situation. "Wow, missing Lavender already?" Rose teased as she sat down with Ginny.

"You mean his lips." Ginny corrected.

"Shut it and help us over here." Ron said.

"No, mum didn't tell us to do anything. She told you to do that." Ginny crossed her arms.

"Where are you two going?" Rose looked towards Fred and George who were coming down the stairs putting on their coats.

"No where! They're going to help us." Ron said.

"Help who?" Fred asked.

"Peel potatoes. You two can do magic, help us."

"Mental he is." George laughed.

"Probably because Lavender Brown isn't here to make him shut up." Fred teased.

"You know?!" Ron nearly dropped his knife.

"Of course we do." Fred looked over at Ginny then at Rose, "See, you have to trust us."

"Only because they've been in love with you ever since they first saw you. They'll do anything they could to-" Ginny began.

"Actually we were in our way to go see this girl at the post office." Fred crossed his arms.

"Fred's going to try and talk to her today." George said.

Rose was in a little disbelief, even sort of jealous. Then suddenly a knife darted across the room and Rose ducked just in time.

"What the bloody hell was that?!" Ron dropped his potato, "my knife just flew out of my hand!"

"Right, it just flew out." Fred sarcastically spoke, "the least you could've done is aim better."

"I would've if Phlegm was the target..." Ginny mumbled and Rose kicked her, "sorry!"

"Well, we'll be heading off now." George said before he and Fred left.

"So are you two going to help us or not?" Harry turned around to ask, "because if not then you can leave."

"Ouch! Fine, we're leaving." Rose said.

~

Christmas Eve night wasn't full of much surprises. Tonks was unable to go by due to her family, Mrs. Weasley was still upset with Fleur, and Remus still was a bit ill.

Rose was making a pot of tea while Mrs. Weasley kept raising the volume on the radio to draw out Fleurs conversation.

Now, if Rose was being honest she didn't understand why everyone was so upset with Fleur. Maybe it's just because no one was used to someone as outgoing as her or maybe it's because Mrs. Weasleys eldest son is getting married to someone so fast.

Rose poured a cup of tea and walked over to Remus who was sitting down near the fire, "might make you feel better." She handed him the cup.

"Thank you." He smiled.

"You know, if you're not feeling well you can go up...I mean it's an understandable reason."

He laughed, "it's Christmas Eve. I'd rather be down with you than up alone. Besides," he now whispered, "Fleur hates the music. I'm sure she's going to give Molly the mouthful."