Hi Emily! I loved this part of the book!
Aww that was nice of him
Please don't argue! Like you both agree, time is limited. I want to give Fred big glomps He must feel so left out! I'm here for you Freddy. You can marry me whenever you want! I'm glad the next post will be happier!
PAMS!
Soph x

Hey, Soph! Me too!
I'll let him know the offer's there
Thanks, Sophie

I'm in the mood for a new post

At three o’clock on the next afternoon, Emily came out of the Burrow in her simple white dress. Its v-line showed off her pale chest and the black velvet belt hugged her hips beautifully. The dress flowed down right above her knees, showing off her calf muscles and semi-long legs. Her hair was styled with soft waves, part of it pulled back, a white lily tucked in behind her bangs. She smiled radiantly as she approached the outside of the white marquee in her white ballet flats. She walked over to Harry, Ron, George, and Fred, who all had seating plans clutched in their hands.

George looked up at Emily as she glided over to them. He smiled widely at her as she stopped in front of him. Fred wolf whistled at her and she giggled.

“What do you think?” she asked, looking at George with a grin as she spun around in a circle.

George just stared at her, a dreamy look on his face. Emily giggled again as she stepped up on her toes and kissed his cheek. “Perfect,” he sighed.

“Alright, lover boy, go take your wife to her seat,” Fred chuckled as he hit him upside the head. George retaliated by back handing Fred in the gut.

Emily took George’s hand and led them through the marquee. “Where am I sitting?” she asked him as she peeked at his chart.

“Beside me on the front row,” he responded with a grin. Emily smiled back at him as they made their way to the front. She kissed him lightly on the cheek and tried to sit down, but he caught her hand and brought her closer to him.

“I don’t think so,” he whispered seductively before he kissed her full on the lips. She pulled away as a lot of “Oooh”s sounded around them. She chuckled lightly as she sat down in one of the golden chairs.

After a little while, Hermione, Harry, Ron, Fred, and George entered the tent and took their seats. George sat on one side of Emily while Fred took the other, the other three sitting behind them. George immediately took Emily’s hands and kissed her palms. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley walked up the aisle of the marquee while they smiled and waved at family members. Emily watched as Bill and Charlie took their places in front of the marquee. Fred wolf whistled and many veela cousins giggled. Emily playfully hit his arm while he extended his around her shoulder.

The crowd fell silent as music filled the air. A huge sigh issued through the tent as Fleur and her father walked up the aisle. Ginny and Gabrielle, in their golden dresses, walked behind them.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” said the Minister, who Emily recognized as the same Minister that married her and George. “We are gathered here today to celebrate the unison of two faithful souls…” Emily looked down at her and George’s hands. She saw the sparkle of her wedding band and remembered her own wedding. The thoughts of the perfect day flowed back at her—getting ready, Remus escorting her down the aisle, George’s grin, their vows, the moment the Minister pronounced them husband and wife, everything. It swam through her head as she thought about being away from him with her mission. It broke her heart more than anyone could imagine, but it was something she had to do.

Emily glanced over at George, who, she noticed, had been staring at her. He smiled at her as she looked up into his eyes. His smile seemed slightly strained, like he knew exactly what she was thinking about—their goodbye. He kissed her palm once more as the Minister asked everyone to stand. Fred’s arm slipped from her shoulder as they all stood up.

Emily and George gazed at each other as the seats beneath them rose in the air and the entire marquee changed around them. But Emily and George didn’t take notice of it—they only had eyes for each other.

As a waltzlike tune filled the air, Bill and Fleur started dancing, quickly followed by Mr. Weasley and Madame Delacour and Mrs. Weasley with Monsieur Delacour. Emily and George started dancing a little ways off of the dance floor. They swayed onto the grass, out from under the canopy. He guided her near a patch of flowers and a small fountain.

She rested her head against his chest as he kissed her shoulder. They didn’t speak or whisper their “I love you”s. They danced in each other’s arms, clutching to each other like they were built as one. They stayed like that for hours, even through the faster songs. Nobody approached them or interrupted them. Nobody tried to dance with either. They all left the couple to themselves as they swayed to the beat of their own hearts.

After a few more songs, Emily felt George’s head lift from her shoulders. He stopped dancing, so she looked up at him. He was staring at the dance floor. Emily turned round to follow his gaze. A large and silver figure was falling through the canopy over the dance floor. The lynx landed lightly in the middle of the floor. The Patronus opened its mouth and spoke in the deep, slow voice of Kingsley Shacklebolt.

“The Ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming.”

Emily stared, horror struck as the Patronus disappeared. Somebody screamed and guests were sprinting in all directions. George grabbed hold of Emily’s hand, taking out his wand with his other hand. Emily pulled her wand out from under her dress. They turned to look at each other and kissed one last time before going to find the others.

It's kind of happyish, right?

OHMYGOD!

What the hell happens next?

I hate Cliff Hangers

Oh my goodness!!!! What's going to happen?!?! I mean, I basically know... but I don't want George and Emily to get separated!!! =[ Oh, Emily... please don't be evil! =P I loved this post though. It was so sweet, yet heartbreaking. I know she has to leave soon, but they're so adorable!! AHHH!! I don't have much time to go into major detail here, but I loved it!! Please PAMS PAMS PAMS!!!

You'll just have to wait and see I hate being on the receiving end of Cliff Hangers too

P.S. I added the dress in case you're interseted

Hehehe, you'll have to wait and see
But it's funnnn
Thanks, Kit More soon

Great post

Thanks, Kerri

Hey Emily! Great Post!
Aww, I love dancing. I wonder what its like to dance with George Weasley??? I can only imagine it would be fun!

Dun Dun dunnn!!! omg...it's not good, not good at all!

Noooo Don't do that..... and I felt when I read it that this part was stressed I'm going to tell you what I think is going to happen.......You seem brave enough to kill off your main character. So I think Emily and George will be separated not for a good thing and Emily will be pregnant, but by the time George gets to her she'll be about to give birth but either she or the baby will die and so she tells George to save the baby and Emily died..... I cried comming up with this theory (btw, it's one of many, but so far most promising!)

PAMS! I need to find out whats going to happen!
Soph x

Thanks, Sophie!
I imagine it would be a blast! I wish I didn't have to imagine though
You're right there, Soph.
Ohh, haha, if I wanted it stressed, it would be in italics
I seriously laughed at this. So, is this also pertaining to the teaser of the sequel? I will tell you ONE thing about your theory, okay? Get ready... *Drum roll* You are partly right. But I REFUSE to tell you which part(s)! :evillaugh
Hehe, thanks, more soon

Ah I'm partly right...This is so exciting!!! This theory ties in with the sequel too but I don't want to put too much in the thread incase I say something that is either correct or very close to whats going to happen so then everyone will know and I know you like to keep us on edge! If you want to know the full shabang you can PM me- only if you ant. Ok I'm going to sleep. Nighty night!
Soph x

Emily...

WOW!
I love them both!
Very very much!

Just a couple of things though...

One- WHY END IT ON A CLIFFIE!
You shall pay for this one!

Two- THAT IS CALLED TORMENTING! Letting us know Soph's theory is partly right! My head is working overtime now!

I'm waiting for the next bit!


P.S- Yes, it was happy- ish

Thanks, Abs!
:evillaugh Because of where it led to... It was better than to keep going, because then it wouldn't have been as happy...
:evillaugh No way, Jose!
That's good, because there may not be a few for a while... Kinda. I'd have to go back and look to be sure though, so don't quote me!

OK Emily!! You are an awesome author but seriously evil!! I mean seriously!!! :@

Great happy post until the whole of the last part, I hated this part of the book - you feel the tension building up and then you never really forget about it until the last words about his scar not hurting. Kingsley's line is something I will hold onto for a long time!

PAMS PAMS

Well done Soph Partly right!!

Loved it Ems

Thank you! Being evil is just too much fun
Oh man! I totally know what you mean! I'll always remember that part! And it would have become more depressing if I kept it going, so technically you should be thanking me
Ah, but which part?
Thanks, Katie

evil!

Love you

Love you too!

Oops, Look at the havoc I've caused! Sorry Emily!
Soph x

It's okay, I find it amusing It gives me a good laugh

Hello Emily. Sorry for taking so long getting back to comment. Yeah, no surprise here. I saw the dress. I bet Emily looked as good as George was thinking she did. It is very pretty. I couldn't imagine wearing one like that though. So... jumping ahead a little for a moment; Is she wearing a thigh holster? Awe nicely written. I enjoyed visualizing this scene. Oh dear. This worries me. I mean, nothing happens here right? Mr. Weasley's Patronus to the trio said the family was fine. He wouldn't lie about it would he? To keep them from worrying and getting distracted?
Emily, great post, and you must post soon ok? I'll be watching for my notice.

No worries
I was very happy when I found that dress on the web. I realllllyyyy liked it Yesh, there was nowhere else to put it, and you can't really go without your wand these days...
Thanks, I enjoyed writing it
Ummm, no I don't think he'd lie. I'm sure they got some scrapes and bruises, but nothing fatal. Nothing really happens
Thanks, Connie I'll probably post tomorrow, well it's technically today, but just after I've had my eight hours of sleep

{Run's round like a headless chicken}

What the hell happens from there?

Does she go with the trio, does she stay with Tonks and Remus?

STOP LEAVING US ON CLIFFIES!

You haven't posted on a new world recently...

I've sent you about 5 PM's

New post!

“The Ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming.”

Emily stared, horror struck as the Patronus disappeared. Somebody screamed and guests were sprinting in all directions. George grabbed hold of Emily’s hand, taking out his wand with his other hand. Emily pulled her wand out from under her dress. They turned to look at each other and kissed one last time before going to find the others.

“Remus!” Emily yelled as she spotted her godfather and a blonde Tonks. Their wands were raised as cloaked and masked figures appeared in the crowd. They all stood shoulder to shoulder as they cried, “Protego!” Emily tried to get a glimpse of the remaining guests, but most had already left the wedding site.

“You two, get out of here!” Remus shouted at them.

“No! We’re staying to fight!” Emily yelled back.

“George, get her out of here!” Remus shouted firmly.

Emily looked over at Remus, a tear escaping, as George Apparated them both out of there. The last glimpse she saw was Remus raising his wand, along with Tonks, starting to throw curses over at the Death Eaters.

They landed at their doorstep, which appeared immediately. George ushered her inside, not letting go of her hands. They made their way to the kitchen where their mirror was. He grabbed it and then picked Emily up and made the way to the couch in the sitting room.

He pulled her into his lap as he clutched the mirror in his hand.

“We need to go back!” she yelled suddenly, fighting against his embrace.

“They’ll be fine, Ems. Shhh, it’s okay, they’ll be fine,” he said soothingly while he held her tightly in his arms as she squirmed.

“No, we have to go help!” she cried.

“No, Ems, we’re doing what Remus told us and keeping you safe,” he said quietly.

“What about our friends, our family?”

“They’ll be fine; they can take care of themselves. I love you and we’re staying here,” he whispered. Emily stopped struggling, her tears pouring out of her eyes. He loosened his hold on her slightly as she turned into him. She looked intently in his eyes and then started sobbing.

“It’s okay, Ems, I’m right here. I’m not leaving you,” he said frantically as he wiped her tears away.

He was finally able to calm her down as he rocked her gently on the couch. They waited and waited for word from the family. They heard a loud knock on the door hours later, long after night had fallen. Emily and George glanced at each other as the knock resounded. They made their way to the door slowly, holding hands.

George peeped through the peep hole and gave a sigh of relief. He opened the door slightly, his wand still aloft.

“What is the last thing you told me before I married Emily?” George asked Remus and Tonks as he stared Remus down. They both looked worn and tired.

“Make her happy or else I’ll make sure you never see happiness again,” Remus answered calmly. George stepped aside and let the two pass. George closed the door behind them while Emily engulfed Remus in a huge hug. He hugged her tightly as George and Tonks hugged. Remus kissed the top of her hair before they split. Emily gave Tonks a hug next. They all went to the living room to talk. George and Emily cuddled up in an armchair while Remus and Tonks took the loveseat.

“I’m glad you’re okay,” Emily whispered.

“I’m glad you two got out okay,” Remus replied.

“What happened after we left?” George asked.

“A lot of fighting,” Tonks said quietly.

“All of the guests escaped in time. Kingsley saved us with his warning. There were about a dozen there,” Remus said.

“They searched the Burrow inside and out,” Tonks continued. “They found Ron’s ghoul and then interrogated those who were left behind for hours. That’s why it took so long to get here.”

“They were trying to get information on Harry, but nobody apart from the Order knew he was there,” Remus carried on. “At the same time that all of this was happening, more Death Eaters forced their way into every Order member’s house. I’m glad we put the Fidelius Charm on your place, or else you would have been attacked. There are two outside right now. We had to be quite specific with where we Apparated.”

George squirmed his way out of the seat to peer out of the living room window. Emily walked up behind him to take a look too. Sure enough, two hooded Death Eaters were standing on the other side of the walk, staring at the direction of their house. Emily gasped as she took in their appearance while George let the curtain fall. He dragged her back over to their seat and let her snuggle up to him.

“Don’t worry, there’s no way they can get in,” Remus said quickly. Emily nodded nervously.

“The four of us and Fred are the only ones who know its location, Emily, you have nothing to worry about,” Tonks said softly. Emily just nodded again as George’s arms tightened around her.

“I will always protect you,” George whispered in her ear. Emily sighed as she twisted around in his lap and kissed his cheek.

“Did Harry, Hermione, and Ron get out okay?” Emily asked.

“I believe so,” Remus replied. Emily and George nodded slightly.

The four of them stayed up early into the morning. Around four, Tonks and Remus left to go home. George and Emily retired to their room. They laid in bed, spooning each other, until they both fell asleep. Emily wasn’t sure when Snape would give her the signal that it was time for her solo journey to begin, but she knew it was going to be soon.

When George went to work, Emily started packing her things in her purse that would carry whatever she wanted. She packed a few pairs of clothes to change into, the camping set that she and Remus used when she was a child, and some basic food supplies. She also packed the books Dumbledore had given her, adding a few of her own. She packed her toothbrush and toothpaste because hygiene was a necessity for her. She made sure that her tent had blankets, sleeping bags, food, drinks; everything she would need. She packed a few of her potions that she had been brewing since she received her mission from Dumbledore and a few bandages. Her Deluminator and glasses stayed in her pockets at all times, and her purse always nearby in case something were to come up.

George tried talking her out of it daily, but she refused. It was something she knew she had to do. The week went by too quickly for Emily. She wanted it to go slowly so it seemed like she had more time with her husband, but it flew by, and eventually she had to leave. It was around the end of August when she got the call. Snape called her via mirror, saying that Death Eaters were waiting outside of Grimmauld Place, waiting for the golden trio. He said that they would slip eventually and need her help. So, she decided she’d leave the next morning and made sure that she stayed with George the entire day. She asked him to stay home for work, and he agreed.

It was the night of when George became more anxious. She wouldn’t tell him what she was going to do, but she had a feeling he knew that she was leaving. They were glued to each other the whole day. Wherever she went, he went, and wherever he went, she went. They laid in their bed, staring at each other in silence. George’s hand was in her hair and hers cupped his cheek.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“As I love you,” he said softly.

“How’s the shop?”

“You really want to talk about work?” he asked with a chuckle. She shook her head slightly.

“Guess not.”

“I have another way we can spend our time,” George whispered as they scooted closer together.

Emily let George lay on top of her as he kissed her collar bone and neck. She made herself not cry. She wasn’t going to let him see her break down. She wasn’t going to let him know that she was leaving until it was too late to stop her from it. She was going to make their last night together the most memorable night the either of them had. Emily slowly lifted up his shirt, kissing his chest. He slipped her shirt over her head and kissed her full on the lips and into the night.

Okie dokie, Whatchya think?