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Vignette Collection: I Vow Fireworks! by mrsmcclnt


Fandom:Harry Potter Rating:G
Created:2008-10-06 Modified:2008-10-06
Summary:It’s a big day for the Weasley clan. But one member of the family is sorely missed.
I Vow Fireworks!

“Be still!”

“But, Mum-!” He squirmed underneath the force of her grip as she tried to put on his tie.

“Don’t ‘Mum’ me! This is a proper wedding and I want a neat and proper groom standing at the alter waiting for his bride.”

George could hear his brothers snickering from behind. They were neatly dressed in their robes with their hair groomed and slicked backed. George glared at them, which caused a fit of laughter from the group of men. Yet he got his turn to joke as he watched his mother loving wipe her other sons’ faces with her own spit.

Once the men were alone, the brothers stood in front of the mirror admiring their appearance.

“I don’t see what the big deal is. Angelina and I could’ve gone to the Ministry and got it over with from Kingsley’s office.”

“Are you kidding? Mom would throw a fit if you two had a quickie wedding,” said Ron.

“You’re liable to get us all killed if you’d eloped,” Percy added.

George almost strangled himself as he tried to loosen his tie. “But this isn’t how I imagine it.”

“You mean, you didn’t imagine yourself here without Fred.” They all stood quietly as they gave George a slap on the shoulder. “We miss him too,” said Charlie. “But I know he’s here with us in his own special way.”

“Right. But…” They all turn to Bill as they listen to his suggestion.

*~*~*~*~*~*


The music played.

The rose petals fell as Angelina gracefully walked down the aisle.

Everything was perfect, right down to the groomsmen who were still neat and tidy like their mother had left them.

The old wizard presiding over the ceremony gave his speech then turned it over to the couple to say their vows. Angelina delivered a well spoken, heart felt ode of her love for George.

Then it was his turn

“I, George Weasley, take you, Angelina, to be my wife. I promise-” George gave an exasperated sigh. He pulled off his tie and undid a few buttons from his top collar. Then he ripped off the sleeves from his suit and kicked off his shoes at the altar.



His mother would have let out a scream if it weren’t for his father, Aurthur, holding her back.

Before he continued, he mucked up his hair to give himself the appearance that she was use to seeing.

“I promise to grow old with you, but never corny. I promise to keep you laughing through your tears and to hold your hand when you’re in pain. I promise to love you. Even if you leave me and take half my gold, I’ll love you anyways. But more importantly,” he took his wand out and waved it in the air. A multi color blaze of sparks and fire lit up the sky. George looked to his bride, who had tears of joy streaming down her face. “I promise, Angelina, to keep the fireworks going in our marriage.”


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