Twisted Cinders- epilogue

By Mell8

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"Shiver and quiver, my little tree, wedding day white throw down over me."

III

Molly Weasley watched as her husband led her baby girl down the isle with tears in her eyes. Draco Malfoy stood, waiting and white faced with nerves, and held out a shaking hand to take Ginny's when Arthur handed her over.

"We are gathered here today to merge two of the oldest bloodlines in happy marriage. If any wish to gainsay this union speak now or forever hold your peace."

Molly glanced over at her youngest son and saw that Hermione was forcibly holding Ron's mouth shut.

She couldn't stop the giggle that flowed out of her mouth when she remembered the day Ginny had brought Draco to his first family dinner…

"Mum, are you sure it's a good idea to have Draco here without telling anyone first?" Ginny wrung her hands apprehensively as she paced across the kitchen.

"Yes, dear. I'm sure it will be fine." Molly answered back calmly. "Draco," she turned to the man sitting at her kitchen table, "you will behave yourself too. I won't have you giving anyone a reason to want to hex you!"

"Of course, Mrs. Weasley." Draco answered smoothly.

"Hey Mum! You're making chicken tonight?" Ron's voice rang from the front door.

"Grandma! Grandma!" Two red headed boys flew into the room to hug Molly.

"Who's that?" Came a voice from the doorway.

"Hello dear! Where's Bill?" Molly said as she bustled over to give her only blonde haired grandchild a hug.

"He and mummy are in the doorway. Uncles Gred and Forge are here too!" The willowy blonde girl said as she strolled into the room.

"Who's that?" She repeated and pointed at Draco.

"Malfoy!" Ron hissed. "What the bloody hell are you doing here?" He stomped into the room and hovered over Draco in his most menacing manner.

"Bloody hell!" One of the boys chirped.

"Don't you start!" Hermione called from the doorway. "Ron, how could you swear in front of our children?"

"And don't threaten my boyfriend!" Ginny added angrily.

Draco couldn't keep the smirk back as Ron's face went bright red.

"Ron," Molly called. "Go find your nephews and your brothers. The garden needs de-gnoming."

"But Mum. It's a Malfoy! " Ron whined.

"Yes, he is a Malfoy, Ron. How did you ever guess his secret identity?" Fred said from the doorway.

"Keen observational skills there, Ronnikins." George smirked.

"Hello, the door was open so we let ourselves in." Blaise poked his head around the twins and smiled.

"Hello, Blaise!" Molly said happily. "Where's your girlfriend?"

"Ah, you know Luna." He smiled dreamily. "She's searching your backyard for hickory-puff-snout-noses. You're infested."

"Oh that's terrible," Draco drawled sarcastically.

"You're just sad that I'm taken," Blaise said with an outrageous wink. "Sorry mate but you really have to stop sneaking into my bed at night. Now that I have Luna I can't indulge on your fantasies."

"Wait, Ginny you're dating a gay man?" Ron gasped and sank into a kitchen chair.

Ginny started laughing with Blaise while Draco groaned and hid his face in his hands.

"Oh yes," Blaise said through his laughter. "Every night he comes in and cuddles with me. You want to know what he moans?" Blaise asked evilly over Draco's snarl.

"I'm sure they do," Luna breezed into the room and pecked Blaise on the cheek. "Otherwise the nargles will eat their brains."

Blaise nodded solemnly at Luna. "He curls up next to me and moans, "Ginny, Oh Ginny," all night long! A bloke can't get any sleep with all that racket gong on."

Ron almost killed Draco, Hermione had to dive to stop her sons from joining in, Ginny and Blaise were laughing together by the door, and Gred and Forge were gleefully pulling out the prank that would turn Draco's hair purple.

Molly Weasley just smiled happily by the sink and used her wand to separate Ron and Draco with practiced ease. It was nice to have mayhem and murder attempts in the Weasley house again. Things had been too quiet of late.

…"Do you, Draco Lucius Malfoy, take this woman as your wife, through sickness and health"…

Molly remembered the day Draco was planning on proposing to Ginny. He had shown up one night when he knew Ginny had the late shift at the hospital. He had asked to speak with Arthur and had gone white faced with nerves.

"Oh course Draco." Arthur said gently. "What do you want to ask me about?"

"I-" he gulped and took a deep, steadying breath, "I would like to ask for your permission to marry your daughter." He said quickly and then held his breath as he waited for an answer.

Arthur had smiled gently. "You have my permission, Draco, as long as you promise to take good care of her for the rest of your life."

The light from the sun paled in comparison to Draco's smile. "I promise!"

…"Do you, Ginevra Molly Weasley, take this man as your husband, through richer and poorer"…

Ginny had returned home after going out to dinner with Draco with tears in her eyes and a smile on her face. She held out her hand proudly as he mother bustled over.

The ring was beautiful; a silver band with a large diamond in the middle. Smaller rubies and emeralds surrounded the rock. It looked perfect on Ginny's finger.

"Mum, I love him so much." Ginny whispered.

"Then we will have to hold the wedding as soon as possible!" Molly said happily, plans already running through her head.

"Wedding?" Ron stood from where he was playing chess with Harry. "You can't mean…"

Ginny's smile confirmed it.

"Malfoy, you're marrying a Malfoy." Ron sank into his seat and shook his head in disbelief.

Harry just sat there, opened mouthed.

"You know," Harry said musingly. "That ring I gave you really was ugly wasn't it."

Ginny laughed. "Especially when you compare it to this one." She proudly flashed her ringed finger around the room.

Harry laughed. "Congratulations, Ginny."

"But…but…" Ron stuttered.

Molly led her baby girl out of the room. "Don't worry about Ron," she said to her happy daughter. "He'll come around eventually. And if he doesn't I'll force him to."

Ginny just smiled.

Who knew that an angry fairy, a couple of balls, and a search with a lost slipper could lead to true love?

…"I do!"

III

Edessa watched the wedding with a smile on her face. She fluffed her white dress and smiled over at the tall fairy standing next to her.

"You brought them together!" He asked with an awed note in his voice. "You matched up true love!"

Edessa nodded and he smiled.

"You want to go get some champagne at the reception with me?" She asked with a coy smile.

"Anything for you my lady," he bowed and gently took her hand as they flew after the happily married couple.

Love, she thought happily, is a wonderful thing.

II

A.N. That's all! Thank you to everyone who reviewed, especially while the site is on the fritz. Like I said last chapter, this is it. I will not write anything for Blaise and Luna nor will I write a sequel so please don't ask.

Have a happy Passover and Easter (although I know it's a little early for that).

Thanks again,

Mell8