Happy Birthday Angel pt.2

“This is kidnapping, do you know that?! Where are you taking me?” Angelina’s hands were outstretched in front of her. Her eyes had been blind folded and Alicia and Katie flanked her sides. Angelina’s attempt to sleep until 1:00 pm had been thwarted by her friends who forced her out of bed and who now had her blind folded.
“You didn’t expect to sleep away half your birthday did you?” Katie asked. Angelina groaned.
“That was the intention Katie.” Angelina heard a door creak open and she was hurriedly pushed inside then the door closed.
“Are you ready?”
“Ready for what?”
Alicia pulled her blind fold off and she was greeted by a loud “SURPRISE!” They had taken her to the Hogs Head in Hogsmeade. They had even decorated the pub in Tutshill Tornados colours and had a banner which read “Happy Birthday MVP”. There were balloons that sang Happy Birthday Angelina in her friends voices (compliments of WWW) and all her friends were packed inside, even Aberforth was present and wearing a party hat. His blue eyes, so like his brother’s, twinkled merrily.
“The pub is yours for the day! Drink responsibly.”
She was soon engulfed in hugs and people came over to wish her happy birthday and congratulate her on winning the quidditch cup. They knocked back fire whiskey and butterbeer and played a rousing game of charades.
“O.k. O.k., who am I? I would rather be killed than get an E in my owls! You have the emotional range of a tea spoon Ronald!” Ron mimicked Hermione’s voice perfectly. Lee roared with laughter.
“Good one Ron, Hermione?” Dean asked. Ron nodded then looked around the room for his girlfriend. She was no where in sight. He frowned.
“Where the bloody hell is she anyways?” he asked. As if summoned by Ron’s voice, Hermione burst through the door with a number of tickets in her hand. She was grinning from ear to ear.
“Where the ruddy hell have you been?” Ron asked as he watched her approach the group. Hermione rolled her eyes and began speaking.
“I won us ten muggle tickets to the Caribbean!” She beamed brightly at them. Katie and Alicia screamed. Angelina had to cover her ears, even though she was grinning too.
“That’s awesome Hermione, where exactly are we going?” Angelina asked.
“Pack your sun tan lotions because we are going to Jamaica Mon! We will be staying at the Ritz Carlton Hotel, all expense paid.
“How did you land those tickets?” Lee asked. Hermione frowned.
“The muggle way, you wouldn’t get it.” It was Lee’s turn to frown. Katie giggled.
“So when is this trip? I run a business remember?” George said hopping off the table.
“In two days,” Hermione said casually. George’s eyes bulged a little.
“Two days??! Who am I going to get to run the shop on such short notice?”
“Mum will do it. She gets tired of knitting all day anyways.” Ginny answered. George grinned.
“Anyways, it’s great news but it’s time for the birthday girl to cut the cake,” Alicia said pulling the cover off the cake. The cake was decorated like a quidditch pitch and had the number 20 on it.
“So who’s cutting the cake with me?” she asked not taking her eyes off the cake.
“I will” “I will” George and Oliver looked at each other and the rest of the friends looked at them. Angelina cleared her throat.
“Georgie do you mind helping me with something real quick?” Jennifer asked after a moment of icy silence. George sighed and Oliver moved over to Angelina.
“Looks like your girlfriend needs a little help Weasley.”
George forced himself to not retort with a “she’s not my girlfriend,” but even he had to admit that they might as well call it that. Even Jennifer thought they were together.
By the time George got back from helping Jennifer (to re-tie the bow at the back of her dress) Oliver and Angelina had already cut the cake and Oliver was busy sucking icing off her fingers. He felt his blood boil.
He would make everything right on this vacation

OMG! I love George and angie not George/Jennie and Oliver/Angie! Hope Georgia gets angie back in the Caribbean(btw great choice) PAMS! PAMS! PAMS!

omg!!!that was a wonderful post...and god!on the Carrabian...there's gonna be quite some drama i expect...An Oliver/Gorgie show down?....waiting for more...

sorry this took forever guys but here it is

Chapter 9- White Sand Beaches

“We have to wait in that long line?” Ron groaned. The gang was all at the crowded airport decked out in muggle clothing. Hermione and Harry even bought them all suitcases. Alicia complained bitterly that it was just not the same as a trunk and that it wouldn’t hold all she needed.
“No, no, no Lee, you’re supposed to place the cup under there after you select what flavour you want...” Hermione rushed over to pull Lee away from the coffee machine, that he had made quite a mess at. She rubbed her temples and cursed under her breath. It was a bad idea to have this many pureblood wizards at a muggle airport.
George was walking through the automatic door repeatedly amazed at the fact that the door knew he was coming. He was joined by Jennifer and Ginny who both looked on in awe but did not take part in walking repeatedly through the door. They were beginning to attract the attention of a few muggles. The security guard walked over twirling his baton.
“Oi mate, I’m gonna need you to stop doing that.” He pointed his baton at George and Ron and Lee both drew their wands. Harry held them back.
“Easy guys, that is not a wand.”
Angelina, Katie and Alicia were deep in conversation about muggle clothes. Angelina was trying to explain muggle high fashion. Oliver seemed mesmerized by the changing flights on the screen behind the check in counter. Finally their delayed Air Jamaica flight was ready. They all boarded the plane, but Hermione still had her work cut out for her.
“It is most definitely magic Hermione! A powerful type of magic too. This is a lot of people to levitate over such a great distance.” Ron argued. Hermione rolled her eyes.
“It is not magic Ronald! It is simply science.” Ron scrunched up his nose and tilted his head. Hermione chuckled.
“I will explain it to you at another time. You really should have taken muggle studies class.”
“This is certainly a new way to travel.” Angelina said to Oliver.
“I’ve been in the muggle world a few times but I have never been on a plane before,” she continued. Oliver looked out the window.
“Nothing beats the wind blowing through my hair or the rush of flying on a broom, but then we can’t sleep while flying on a broom can we?” Angelina grinned and shook her head.
“I suppose not.”

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“Wow I’ve never seen the ocean before,” Jennifer muttered. She caught up with George who was trailing the rest of the wizards filing into the hotel lobby. George nodded. He had never seen the ocean before either. He and Fred had vowed that one day they would visit it. They gasped in amazement as they entered the elaborately decorated lobby. Once again George had to be pulled away from the automatic door. They were given the keys to five double room suits. To avoid any awkward situation, the girls and guys roomed separately. Their first activity for the day was wind surfing. They met up by the beach and were soon enjoying the breeze and warm blue Caribbean water. Later that night they gathered in the suit shared by the girls to play truth or dare wizard style. They gathered on the beds that they had pushed together to form one giant bed. Harry tapped the bottle with his wand and the bottle began spinning in mid air at about eye level to all of them. It landed on Oliver.
“I’ll take this one!” Angelina said excitedly. George rolled his eyes.
“Truth or dare Oliver?” She asked grinning. Oliver took a sip of his drink and smirked.
“You won’t get me that easily Johnson. Truth.”
“Oh I got you alright…..Is it true that in your sixth year, you and Lacy McDougall made use of an empty room in the Astronomy tower and NOT for home work? No one bought your bullocks story.” Oliver rolled his eyes.
“I can’t believe you remember this!”
“Answer the question Wood!” Katie said tossing a pillow at him. Oliver caught the pillow with acute Keeper reflexes but groaned.
“Yes we had a bit of fun.” He smirked.
“This does not leave us!” He took another sip. This time Oliver tapped the bottle and it was once again in motion. It stopped on Hermione.
“I got this one,” Ron said turning to look at Hermione with a wicked grin.
“Truth or dare Hermione?” Hermione bit her bottom lip and looked around the room. Ron was still grinning.
“Don’t chicken out like Oliver Hermione, take a dare,” Ginny egged. Hermione took a deep breath then answered.
“Alright then, dare!” Ron said a triumphant yes! He pushed a drink towards her and she groaned.
“Take a drink.”
“You know I’m a light weight Ronald! I can’t drink. I’ll act all...loopy.”
“I know.” He grinned.
“You chose dare, you can’t back down.” Sighing, Hermione took the drink and gulped it down. The others all cheered. Hermione made a face. Once again the bottle was in motion. It stopped on George and he put down his rum cake and rubbed his hands together.
“I’m ready for this one, dare!” The group laughed.
“No one asked you anything yet George.” Ginny said shaking her head. George shrugged and grinned.
“O.K Georgie boy, I’ve got you on this one.” Lee said scrunching up his face as he thought up something to ask.
“Alright then, I dare you to lay a hot one on Jen.” He waggled his eyebrows at George who tried to not look horrified. Jennifer giggled while Angelina bit her lip and kept her eyes on the bed sheet. George tentatively took Jennifer’s chin and slowly moved his face closer to hers. Jennifer did the rest. She pulled his face in closer and snogged him. Angelina felt tears sting her eyes and rushed out of the room before they came. Katie and Alicia both shot looks of dagger at Lee, who remained oblivious to the situation. Ginny and Hermione looked at each other while Jennifer was still beaming.
George got up off the bed and was about to follow Angelina out but Jennifer held on to his hand. George gently pulled it away and looked down at her.
“Look Jennifer, we can’t work. I don’t love you.” He looked away from the hurt look in her eyes.
“I’m sorry.” He walked out of the room in search of Angelina.
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Angelina hurried out of the room and down to the beach. The night sky was cloudless and the stars shone brightly. The moon reflected beautiful silver light on the dark water. She sat on the sand pulling her legs up and rested her chin on them. Tears washed her cheeks. Everything was so messed up. She now knew that she had feelings for George but he was clearly getting together with Jennifer. She did like Oliver as well, but was unclear if she liked him enough to be with him. She sighed.
“I figured I would find you out here.” Angelina shrugged and George sat in the sand next to her. He looked around to make sure that no one was looking then whipped out his wand to start a fire.
“Angie we can’t keep playing this game.” He turned her around to face him and looked her square in the eyes.
“Angelina I love you. I always have. I know I’m not Fred but I can do my best to be here for you.”
“But Jennifer...”
“No...Shh…I told Jennifer that I don’t love her. There is nothing going on between me and her.” He wiped the tears away from her face and she leaned into his touch. It was so familiar and so comforting
“Will you give me a chance to heal your heart?”
Angelina nodded and George grinned and pulled her into a hug. He gently pulled her away so he could look at her.
“You looked so hot in that yellow bikini today.” He smirked.
“Oh shut up Weasley.” He chuckled then lifted her chin and kissed her sweetly. After their kiss they hugged again. As she opened her eyes, her chin resting on George’s shoulder, she could have sworn she saw the figure of a man with his hair sticking up at the back disappear into the night.

FINALLY!!!GEORGE AND ANGELINA ARE TOGETHER, OH HAPPY DAY!!! That was a great post and really sweet. Was the mystery man Fred???

hehe I won't say yet :p and I have a bit of a twist in mind for the story..just not sure if I really wanna go there with it..buuuuuuuuut we'll see

oh and Im adding the cast to the front, just to put a face to the charries

Please tell! *begs* cool! I'll check it later! PAMS!

BTW I've started on my FF and will PM it to you later

yaaaaaaaaaaaaay I can't wait to see what you have so far

well I'm wondering if I should end it here and have a sequel or something

someonemightbepreggerswithatwist

WHAT?!? PREGNANT!!! Who Jenni? Katie? Alicia? Hermione? Ginny? or ANGELINA??? If it's angelina who's it with George or Fred???

I think I have the Introduction and part one of chapter one for my FF and I have three possible names for the FF and two possible names for the chapter anyways I'll PM u later

if u wrote a continuation I would have just the title for the FF or at least a few possibilities that is if you want them and all *wink wink* anyways good luck with everything and hope to have a new post or FF from you soon and also from me

nice...waiting for more...

It was a crisp March morning in Diagon Alley. The snow was beginning to thaw and people were bustling around getting things in preparation for spring. George had been up hours before the first shopper in Diagon Alley getting his shop ready. Now that he had done that and Jennifer had arrived, he reentered his flat’s bedroom with a breakfast tray with a steaming mug of hot chocolate, sausages, pancakes, French toast orange juice and of course a fruit plate. He smiled at the woman still fast asleep in his bed. His Angel. He kissed her forehead and her eyes fluttered open.
“Hot chocolate for my hot chocolate,” he said grinning. Angelina smiled and rolled her eyes.
“Good morning George.” She pulled herself up in a sitting position and he moved the tray forward.
“Wow, nothing is even burnt! Did you do this or did you get this at your mum?” She asked looking at the breakfast that George had placed in front of her. George fixed her with a hurt look, but his voice held amusement.
“I can create things that don’t go boom you know.” He smirked.
“Eat up, you have a big day a head of you.” He got up off the bed. Angelina smiled adoringly at him.
“Thank you for this.” She pulled the cover off the food and though it smelled wonderful, she got an uncontrollable urge to wretch. She quickly put the tray on the bed side table and jumped out of bed then ran to the bathroom. She moved so quickly, George had little time to react. He walked over to the tray on the bed and looked at it. He didn’t do anything that he didn’t see his mum do and there were absolutely no puking pistils in the food. He frowned and walked to the bathroom door.
“Ange, are you alright in there?” The sound of her wretching was all that greeted him at first then Angelina’s weak voice followed.
“Yeah I’ll be fine, just a bit of an upset stomach is all.”
Though still a bit concerned George reluctantly left the door and returned to the shop. He decided that he would be up shortly to check on her. After a few minutes of emptying her stomach into the toilet bowl Angelina got into the shower. George was right, she did have a big day a head of her and no upset stomach was going to stop her. She figured that must be the reason she felt sick anyway. When she had finished her morning routine, teeth and hair brushing, she left the bathroom only to bump into George. He was waiting by the bathroom door.
“I wasn’t going to die in there,” she said walking past him.
“I know but I’m worried about you.”
“George I’m fine, it’s probably just my nerves.”
George shook his head.
“Ange it’s not like you to throw up before a game. You barely even get nervous.” It was her turn to frown.
“It’s not everyday that I get called up to train for England. Maybe it’s just the excitement of it all.” He still looked unsettled but she moved over and snuggled into him.
“I’ll be fine, don’t worry.” George sighed and tilted her chin up.
“If you don’t feel well, don’t push it. She smiled and nodded and her kissed her.
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“Great catch Johnson! Go to goal! Go to goal!” The England coach shouted. Angelina dodged a bludger that was sent her way and zoomed towards the goal. She blinked hard. Everything was starting to look extremely fuzzy and unfocussed. The goals were fading and so was everything else. Darkness.
Angelina opened her eyes and found herself at St.Mungos hospital. A healer was closing her window. She turned and smiled at her.
“Oh you’re a wake Miss Johnson. Your friends will be pleased to know.”
Angelina rubbed her eyes. She felt fine except for a bit of grogginess.
“Why am I here?”
“The head healer will be in, in a minute to fill you in. In the mean time I’ll let your friends know that you are a wake. We do not need to keep you overnight.”
Angelina nodded and the healer left. Moments later a male healer walked into her room with a clipboard and blue parchment. He smiled brightly at her.
“Good evening Miss Johnson.”
“Good evening…err what is wrong with me?” The healer chuckled and shook his head.
“Nothing is wrong with you but your body will be going through some drastic changes.” Angelina frowned. She had eaten some chocolate that was lying around George’s flat a few days ago. If she was turning into a monster or something George Weasley had better have the cure or she would be eating him first.
“What kind of changes?” She eyebrows were so tightly knitted together , she looked like she had a uni-brow.
“When was your last period Miss Johnson?” Angelina’s brows relaxed. That was a very good question. She had missed her period two months in a row before the battle at Hogwarts and her and Fred determined that it was probably due to events of the war and besides, she had missed periods before when she had exams so there was nothing wrong with their theory.
Losing Fred had been double the stress of the war so five months no period was definitely not a big deal, or so she hoped. Angelina shook her head.
“I don’t know…I can’t remember…” she said quietly.
“Well you are pregnant. Five months along, congratulations.” Angelina did not move. She barely even breathed as what the healer said sunk in. Her and George had been together only a month, there was no way that the baby was his. The healer placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
“Sign here to be discharged and if you could be so kind to sign here for my daughter. She loves you.” Angelina signed both pieces of parchment and was left with her thoughts. She touched her stomach, there was a definitely bulged that she attributed to her suddenly eating a lot which she attributed to increased training. She definitely needed to stop diagnosing herself. Tears filled her eyes. A piece of Fred was living inside of her. He wasn’t gone completely, not really, not now.”

aw...that was so sweet...waiting for more...but i so want to know Gorge's reaction...

awe that was really sweet...love the read...wonder what george's and everyone elses response will be

:O omg thts sooo sweet but how will george react ?

thank you guys..Im currently working on the sequel..buuuuut I do hope you nominate this story in the Golden Goblins!

ok guys so it's not the sequel yet but here's another chapter!!

Band aid on a broken heart

Angelina paced her living room while Alicia and Katie watched her. They had been sitting there for almost fifteen minutes waiting for Angelina to tell them whatever it was that she called them over to tell them. She had been acting strangely since they took her home from St.Mungos. Now they were just plain nervous.
"Angelina please, just tell us." Katie stood up and blocked the path that Angelina was pacing.
"Yeah Lina, whats going on?" Alicia chipped in. Angelina took a deep breath and looked at her two best friends.
"I'm.." she swallowed hard and placed her hand on her belly.
"I'm pregnant." Katie plopped back unto the couch.
"Wow, you and George haven't been together that long.." Alicia said looking up at Angelina. Angelina shook her head and looked away sadly.
"It's not George." Katie's mouth dropped open.
"Oliver?" she asked in a small voice. Angelina shook her head again but frowned.
"I'm not a skeg guys!" She turned her back on them.
"Well Lina I'm sorry but we don't understand. If it's not those two, who could it possibly be?" Alicia asked in a some what frustrated voice.
"I'm five months pregant.." Katie and Alicia looked at each other then comprehension dawned on their faces.
"Fred?" Katie asked softly. Angelina nodded and a small smile played on her lips.
"What did George say?" Alicia asked getting up to touch Angelina's belly. Angelina sighed sadly.
"I haven't told anyone but you two. I don't know how he'll take it. Hell I don't know how anyone will take this."
"You have to tell him Lina." Katie said also getting up to join Alicia.
"I know I have to soon before I look like father Christmas on Christmas Eve."

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"Its about time you got here! I have something to show you." George said pulling Angelina into his flat.
"I just finished it. Fred and I started working on it before he...anyways it's finally finished look!" He pulled out two candy looking things from his pocket. One was purple and the other one clear.. He put the purple one into his mouth and Angelina watched him turn fully purple from the hair down. She laughed and he grinned. Even his teeth were purple.
"I thought you would like it." He popped the clear one into his mouth and his normal colouring returned.
"That's pretty neat." She recalled Fred turning up to one of their dates completely headless. The memory was what she needed to remind her of why she was at George's flat in the first place.
"George we need to talk seriously," She said pulling him to the bed to sit with her. He smoothed her hair back and smiled at her.
"About what Angel?" She looked him in the eyes. They were so similar to Fred's. Every freckle on his face mirrored that of Fred. She had gone over different ways to drop the bomb but none of them seemed easier. She had better just say it. She hoped that he would take it better than her parents did. Of course she didn't say that she was pregnant for her dead boyfriend, which probably wouldn't have mattered since they had never been able to tell Fred and George apart.
"GeorgeI'mpregant." George got to his feet slowly. He and Angelina hadn't been together that long and they were not married. His mother was going to blow her top. He ran his hand through his long red hair. Was he even ready to be a dad? Well, ready or not Angelina was pregnant and he wasn't about to let her go through it alone. Besides, he loved her. Having a family with her was what he wanted, he just never expected it to be so soon. Before he could say anything more Angelina added to the rest of what she came to tell him.
"I'm pregnant for Fred."
George froze. Fred was dead, how could she possibly be pregant for his dead brother? He turned to look at her.
"How?"
"I'm five months pregnant.."
George ran his hand through his hair again and rubbed the back of his neck. He was not in this situation right now.
"Why didn't you tell me??!! For a second I thought.." He turned away as he felt tears sting his eyes. He was upset, Angelina knew this, and he had every right to be.
"I'm sorry... I honestly didn't know George." She got up and touched his shoulder. He shrugged her off.
"How can you not know that you're five months pregnant?!" He turned to look at her and Angelina saw the tears in his eyes. It hurt her to know that she put them there.
"Fred and I thought.."
"Fred??!! Fred is dead Angelina!! Dead!" He moved away from her and stormed out of the room. She heard a small pop as he disapparated from the joke shop. Angelina swore loudly and plopped down on George's bed and cried.

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"I'm coming! I'm coming! Who is it anyways?" Bill asled as he reached the door that was being heavily pounded on.
"It's George." Bill quickly opened the door to let in his younger brother.
"George? What brings you here tonight?" He asked closing the door behind him.
"The easter bunny took me in his basket." He said plopping down into the cozy living room chair. Bill rolled his eyes but he did pick up the iciness in his little brother's voice. Something was wrong. Why else would he apparate all the way to Shell Cottage.
"How's Fluer and Victoria?" He asked after he got his nerves under control. Bill sat across from him and looked at his brother.
"They are fine, but I know you didn't come here just to ask about my family." George sighed.
"No I didn't. Angelina is pregant...for Fred. She says she didn't know." He got to his feet and paced.
" I don't know what to do, how to feel...what to believe! This is too much Bill. Losing Fred, the joke shop and now Angelina pregnant with Fred's baby!" Bill watched as George paced.
"Do you trust her?" Bill asked, his blue eyes piercing George's. George nodded.
"And you love her?" Once again George nodded.
"Then what's the problem? I have met her a few times. She seems to be a lovely girl and shes carrying a part of Fred. Regardless of the situation this baby is as much yours as it is hers and Fred's. You two were two halves of one whole. This can't be easy for her either. And I'm guessing you just left her to come here. Go back to her, she needs you." George wiped the tears from his eyes with his sleeve and hugged Bill then disapparated with a pop.

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George re-entered his flat and saw Angelina curled into a comma on his bed. Her face was stained with tears and he knew she must have cried herself to sleep. Guilt pained his heart. He knelt by the bed and ran his finger gently across her cheek. She opened her eyes and sat up. She was about to speak but he put a finger to her lips.
"I was a git earlier. I'm so sorry. Fred would have made a great dad and he was robbed of that opportunity. This baby.." He touched her belly and tears filled his eyes again.
"This baby means that we still have a piece of my brother." He put his head on her belly and cried. Angelina hugged him and cried too. They both knew how each other felt. Thanks to the baby they would always somehow have Fred in their lives

oh my god! that was so so awesome...so emotional...loved it really and Bill was so nice to explain things to him......
waiting for more...

thank you hunny!! I think it was my fav chapter to write..more coming up!

soooo good !!! PAMS PAMS PAMS!!!

Omg! That was SO SO emotional! I feel so bad yet happy for them...I guess Freddie never will be gone now, huh? I love how you worked in the fact that the baby was Fred's not george's and that since J. K. Rowling wrote it as their eldest, a son, was named Fred after Fred and I'm guessing that's how your gonna work it as well, but no assuming just hoping I guess. Anyways that was a great post and I'm sorry I didn't get to it but I'm on family vacation and my email didn't notify me so I didn't check it....sorry, my bad /

I See Your Father in You


“I don’t like the idea of them having a baby and not being married Sophia.” The man’s brows furrowed over his deep set chocolate eyes.
Mark you know that Angelina won’t change her mind about this. She has that stubborn streak that we have failed to break out of her.” Sophia replied as she looked at her reflection on the back of a silver spoon she was shining up.
“We can’t get rid of something that flows through her veins. It’s a streak she gets from you.” Mark replied. Sophia scoffed and continued to shine the silverware. A shocked squeak caused both of them to look towards the kitchen door.
“Mistress is doing Lulu’s job. Mistress is unhappy with Lulu!” The ears of the house elf, who was wearing a pretty floral sack, fell and tears filled her large green orb like eyes. Sophia immediately dropped the spoon she was holding and rushed across the rather large kitchen to grab hold of the she was holding and rushed across the rather large kitchen to grab hold of the house elf before she inflicted any harm on herself.
“Lulu no!” She shouted as the elf started banging her head on the edge of the marble counter. Sophia was beaten to the elf by her son
Jason, who lift the elf off her feet and held her up in front of him so he could look her in the face.
“Lulu, I just got back from quidditch and my room is messy and smelly and we’re having guests over in a few hours, can you clean that up for me?” he asked looking kindly at the elf who nodded vigorously.
“Master is too kind. Lulu go now.” Lulu said looking adoringly at Angelina’s older brother Mark. He winked at his mom and the house elf disappeared from his arms with a pop.
“Mum, this is the second time this week that you have reduced poor Lulu to tears. You’re cleaning like a bad woman, what’s wrong?” Jason moved across the kitchen to join his parents at the island.
“She is as disappointed with your sister as I am. She refuses to get married before the baby is born.” Jason rolled his eyes and draped an arm around each parent.
“Angelina has been of age for three years now. She can make her own decisions. Besides, what’s the difference if she gets married before or after the baby is born?”
“Tradition Jason!”Sophia said moving away.
“That’s right. The Johnsons are a traditional family.”
“Dad don’t start. Lina will not like this traditional talk at her baby shower.” Sophia and Mark both sighed. They had decided to host Angelina’s baby shower because they hadn’t seen her in months and pregnant and unmarried or not, they loved their daughter and missed her. They weren’t even upset about becoming grandparents; they just didn’t expect their baby to be having a baby this soon.
“I’m going upstairs to shower and get ready. The guests should be arriving soon.” Jason kissed his mother on her forehead and pats his dad on the back then left the kitchen.


“You’re nervous about this aren’t you?” Angelina asked George as he paced the room running his hand through his hair.
“Me? Nah I’m just wondering if my parents are there yet. I mean, the baby shower starts soon.” Angelina continued to look knowingly at him.
“Does he still remember Fred and I setting his shed on fire?” he asked nervously. Angelina laughed and shook her head.
“George we were thirteen years old.” George sighed in relief.
“Now that crater that you both left in the back yard in our fourth year, he hasn’t gotten over that.” Angelina laughed as George glared at her.
“That is not funny Ange. He scares me.” Angelina got off the bed and pulled George to the mirror where she sat him down and brushed his hair.
“It will be fine. Just remember your pinky finger.”
“Ha-ha, very funny Ange.”Angelina fixed him with a who’s joking look.


“Mrs. Johnson!” Katie said excitedly as she was let into the Johnson home by Lulu. Sophia embraced Katie and they both squeezed each other. When they broke their hug Sophia eyed Lee from head to toe.
“I see you got rid of the dreads. This is a nice look for you. I’m sure your parents like this new you.” Lee rubbed his head and smiled awkwardly.
“Err thank you Mrs. Johnson.” They were spared any more awkward moments by Alicia’s arrival. Mrs. Johnson stepped past Katie and Lee to hug her. Lee used the opportunity to escape to the back yard where he joined Jason and Mr.Johnson. They had a stead arrival of guests after with the arrival of the Weasleys minus Charlie, who couldn’t make it because he was doing field work for the ministry, and George who was still with Angelina. They didn’t have to wait too long before the couple of the moment arrived. While Angelina had gotten some what bigger, her tummy was smaller than most women because of her athletic slim frame.
“My baby!” Sophia said as she squeezed Angelina as much as she could. Sophia released her to give Mr.Johnson his turn. George awkwardly stood aside.
“Weasel.” Mr.Johnson said offering his hand to George. George cleared his throat and shook his hand.
“It’s...umm...it’s Weasley Sir.” George corrected in a small voice.
“Right, right…well now that my baby is having your baby I guess I’ll be seeing more of you won’t I?” George felt Mark’s grip tighten and tried to let go but couldn’t pull his hand away. Luckily his father came over to meet Mr. Johnson. Arthur extended his hand to him and finally he released George’s. He backed away trying to shake some life back into his hand.
“Hey George, come over here mate.” George looked over and saw Jason waving at him from the pool area.
“Hey Jason.” He extended his hand but Jason eyed it wearily. He had been on the receiving end of Fred and George’s pranks on more than one occasion. He quickly hugged him instead, but started feeling at his back after. George sat down on a pool chair and watched him with an amused look on his face.
“Jason what are you doing?”
“Checking for any paper or bugs or…you didn’t put anything on me this time did you?” George shook his head and Jason sat with a sigh.
“Sorry but you and your brother gave me hell over the years, by the way how are you doing man? I know it must be tough losing your brother.”
George looked into the beautiful clear water and nodded.
“Yeah it’s tough, but it’s so much easier to deal with having Ange around, we both loved him.”
“Yeah…how did you two get together so fast...I mean Ange is so far along…I still haven’t figured that part out. The three of you weren’t….”
“What? No! No! It’s not like that! Marlins no!” George got up and started pacing a short distance on the pool deck. Jason watched him waiting.
“Look it’s hard to explain, it’s complicated.”
“Well…” he looked behind him at the large group of people who were eating, laughing and talking until he finally spotted his sister among the throng of people.
“We have a little time before she comes over and drag us both to the party. Start explaining.George stopped his pacing and inhaled deeply.
“It’s Fred’s baby, but...” Jason held up his hand to stop George.
“I think I get it.”
“Look Jason doesn’t tell anyone. Angelina and I are going to raise it as a family. I’m its dad.” Jason nodded then smiled at George.
“You’re a good guy George. I think my sister is as lucky to have you as you are to have her.” George grinned and was about to reply when Angelina’s voice floated over to them.
“It’s time to open the gifts guys!” George and Jason both walked over to join the others. Angelina was now seated around a long table piled high with gifts.
“Uncle Jason’s gift gets opened first!” Jason said moving his gift from the top of the pile to give to his sister. Angelina took his gift and beamed at him. She opened the box and pulled out two large bottles, one was filled with dragon designed pacifiers and the other with quid ditch themed baby bottles. Angelina looked up at her brother.
“If the baby has any of you in it you’re going to need those. When you were born I could barely get a moment of quiet whenever you got hungry or grumpy and those people...” he pointed to his parents.
“…didn’t believe in pacifiers. I got grounded for weeks when I stuffed a make shift one in your mouth to shut you up.” They all laughed and Angelina thanked her brother.
“Ours is next,” Katie said stepping forward. Alicia handed Angelina a four feet long parcel. She pulled the wrapper off and smiled broadly.
“This is soooooooo cute!” she said holding up the miniature broom.
“It hovers too,” Alicia added.
“Thank you guys.”
One by one Angelina opened the different gifts. They ranged from toys and clothesto even money. Angelina’s parents presented them with a key to a vault in Gringott’s to hold what they called “first grandchild love money fund”. Angelina was granted a similar gift when she was born too. When all the gifts were open and people started chatting again Angelina felt a tug on her blouse sleeve.
“Lulu has a gift for mistress too.” She looked down at the house elf and smiled. Lulu pulled a hand made doll looking thing from behind her back and handed it to Angelina.
“Aww Lulu! The baby will love it!” She pulled the house elf into a hug and squeezed. The elf immediately burst into tears.
“Lulu is so happy mistress likes her gift.” Once again the house elf disappeared crying. Jason’s voice sounded from inside the house seconds later.
“Mooooooooooom!”
“It wasn’t me this time!” Sophia answered back. Just when they were about to wrap things up George asked for everyone’s attention. He and Angelina had casually mentioned marriage but they had made no official plans and he hadn’t officially asked her either. He figured now would be the perfect time.
“I first want to thank the Johnsons for throwing this wonderful party, but most importantly I want to thank them for their amazing beautiful daughter. Back when Fred and I still thought that girls were icky and gross Angelina came along and showed us that they weren’t all that bad. Of course that was before Mother Nature introduced Ange to PMS...” Several of the men there chuckled.
“Regardless, she became one of us, our best friend and as time went by, so much more…Ange I can’t think of anyone else I would prefer to spend the rest of my life with, to start a family with, to put up with me…what I want to say...ask…is will you marry me?” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a beautiful silver engagement ring that had a beautiful yellow diamond in it, and then got down on one knee. The crowd looked on with baited breath.
“Yes! Yes George Weasley I’ll marry you.” He wiped the tears from her eyes and kissed her as their audience cheered them on.

aww george proposed thats so sweet. wonderful chapter totally love'd it. your a great writer, PAMS!!!

thank you sweets, appreciated ^.^

awhhhh cutee !!!!!!! pams

Awe...he proposed? So sweet! Sorry I replied late but I do love it!