Chapter 29 - Weasleys, Weasleys and More Weasleys

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Well, the community has a new look... hope everyone likes it! And to go along with that new look, I've got a new chapter for you! Hope everyone enjoys this one... sorry for the lack of smut, but I promise, I'll make up for it later! ;)

Title: The Mary Sue Virus
Chapter Title: Weasleys, Weasleys and More Weasleys
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: 18+
Warnings: Graphic Sexual situations, Oral, Angst
Disclaimer: The recognizable characters in this work of fiction and the world it is set in are the property of J.K Rowling and Warner Bros. Pictures. The original characters are the property of Dazzledfirestar, Nanaea, Madapple and Polywolly, and are not to be used without the permission of those individuals. I am not making any money from this and it is purely a flight of fancy for the purpose of entertainment.

Hyacinth fiddled nervously with the small plastic bag in her hand as she and George strolled up the front walk to the Burrow. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining, the chickens that were pecking around the front yard seemed happy, but it was all wasted on Hyacinth. The closer they got to the door, the louder her heart seemed to beat. George looked down at her and smiled. “Don’t worry. Chances are it’s just Mum and Dad right now, and maybe Fred. Ron and Ginny are back at Hogwarts, Charlie’s no doubt off chasing a dragon up a hill, Percy’s probably knee deep in paperwork and loving it, and I’m sure the newly weds aren’t going to be up for a big family visit.” He put his arm around her and hugged her tightly. “You’re getting off light.”

 

She laughed a little, feeling slightly more at ease, until they reached the door. Several loud voices found their way through the thick wood.

 

“Bill, put that down! We’ll use the other table. We can fit more around it.”

 

“What do you mean you don’t know who she is? For Merlin’s sake, she’s in your year, Harry!”

 

“Is she really in Slytherin? She’s a pureblood then, I take it.”

 

“All zees intre-‘ouse zillinees.”

 

“Where are they? George said they’d be here for lunch.”

 

“She’s in our potions class… and Defense Against the Dark Arts I think.”

 

“Maybe they stopped for a quick…”

 

“Ronald!”

 

Hyacinth froze. Not only were all the Weasleys, including the newest family member, Fleur, seemingly present, but it sounded like Ron and Ginny had brought Harry and Hermione along for the trip as well. She looked up at George, who shrugged helplessly before pushing the door open. Suddenly the din of chatter stopped cold. “Hello all!”

 

Molly Weasley pushed her way past the crowd. “Oh, George, dear!” She kissed her son on the cheek and then wiped a bit of lipstick off with a hankie. “We were beginning to think you weren’t coming!” George was quickly whisked into the crowd in a flurry of greetings, leaving Hyacinth to stand shyly in the doorway. “Oh, my, dear, I’m sorry.” Molly turned back to her guest. “That was horrible of us. Come in! Come in!” She was ushered quickly into the kitchen and sat down at the table where lunch it seemed was already set out. Molly sent Fred and George up the rickety looking staircase with Hyacinth’s trunk before sitting down to make the introductions. When she finally finished, Hyacinth’s head was spinning a bit. Molly smiled and patted her shoulder. “I know there are a lot of us, but you’ll get the hang of it.”

 

Hyacinth smiled back nervously and took a bite of the corned beef sandwich in front of her. She finally came back to herself, remembering the small bag that now sat in her lap. She swallowed her food and opened the bag. “I… umm… I brought…” she looked around the table. The only people paying her any mind at all were Molly and Arthur. All the better, she thought. “I brought some gifts.” She pulled out a small box of chocolate covered caramels and handed them to Molly, and then pulled out another small trinket. “George told me you had a soft spot of muggle things, Mr. Weasley.” She handed him a bright red Pez dispenser with the head of a wizard on it. “I thought you might like this.”

 

Arthur held onto it as if it might break in his hands. “What is it?” He could barely contain his excitement.

 

“It’s a candy dispenser. See,” she pulled the wizard head back and a Pez came out. “You put the candies in the bottom and they come out here.”

 

“Genius…” Arthur began examining to toy as closely as he could without leaving the table.

 

“Mmm.” Molly had just finished one of the chocolates. “Don’t take this the wrong way, dear, but,” she looked down the table to make sure none of the children were paying attention and lowered her voice. “But these are muggle candies aren’t they? How does a pureblood Slytherin girl know anything about muggles?”

 

Hyacinth blushed a little. She’d been expecting this. “I had a great aunt who was a squib. I used to visit her during the summers when I was very young, and she introduced me to muggle sweets.” Her blush deepened. “I must admit that’s where any expertise I might have ends though.” The two women laughed quietly and Hyacinth was sure that there was one less Weasley she’d have to worry about.

 

The rest of the lunch went relatively smoothly, with only the occasional outburst from Arthur about the Pez dispenser. When everyone had finished eating, Molly began to clear the table, and Hyacinth stood, plate in hand to help. “No, no, no. You go upstairs and get yourself settled in; I can take care of these.” Molly grabbed the plate and began to yell for Ginny and Hermione to come and give her a hand. Hyacinth was about to argue the point when George wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

 

“Come on, it’ll give Mum a chance to tell the girls how fantastic you are.” He kissed her cheek and led her up the staircase. “Here we are. Home sweet home.” He smiled as she entered the larger of the two bedrooms on the second floor.

 

She turned back to him and raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t this room yours and Fred’s?”

 

“Yes,” he answered slowly, as he closed the door behind him. “And now it’s yours too. Mum thinks you’re in Ginny’s room, but Hermione’s in there, and obviously Bill and Fleur have his old room. Charlie’s bunking with Percy...”

 

“I’m sure that will go smoothly.” Hyacinth said with a laugh.

 

“And Harry’s in with Ron.” George took another step closer to her, putting his arms around her waist. “So you see this is really the only place that you’ll fit.”

 

She let out another little laugh. “Oh well, that’s convenient isn’t it?” Her laugh turned into a contented sigh as his lips softly brushed against her neck.

 

“I’ll say it is.” He whispered in her ear. He backed her slowly toward his bed as he kissed her deeply.

 

“What if Fred walks in?” She said, breathlessly as she pulled out of the kiss.

 

He grinned wickedly. “Serves him right. Do you know how many times I walked in on him and Angelina in our dorm room? I’d say he’s practically earned it!” Hyacinth started to giggle, and actually let out a bit of a scream as he swept her feet out from under her and carried her to the bed. Her giggling didn’t stop as he proceeded to tickle her when he had set her down. Before anything else could happen, a voice bellowed from the kitchen.

 

“George, we’re eating outside tonight. Go help your father and your brothers de-gnome the garden!” Molly’s voice gave the distinct impression that if George did not come down within a few minutes, she would come up and find him.

 

His head hit the pillow with an exasperated sigh. “Duty calls.” He kissed her softly again, and got up. “To be continued?”

 

Hyacinth nodded and stood up, kissing his cheek. “Of course.” They headed downstairs and George quickly went out to the garden, leaving Hyacinth alone with Molly, Ginny, Fleur and Hermione.  She gulped slightly as George closed the door. There was a moment where everyone in the room just stared at each other, until Hyacinth forced herself to break the silence. “How can I help?”

 

Molly handed her a potato peeler and pulled out a chair. “Sit down, dear.” Hyacinth smiled and sat, grabbing a potato from the bowl in the middle of the table. She began peeling and wondered when everyone would start talking again.

 

Hermione seemed to be the first to try. “So… you’re in Slytherin. That must be…” her voice trailed off.

 

Hyacinth sighed heavily. If she didn’t do something soon, this was going to be a long visit. She set the peeler down and looked around the table. “Let’s just get this over with. Yes, I’m in Slytherin. Yes, my entire family has been in Slytherin for generations. Yes, I’m a pureblood. Yes, I have some insane relatives that were probably death eaters. No, I have never been nor would I ever consider being a death eater.” She took a deep breath. “Does that cover it all?”

 

“No.” Ginny looked her in the eye. “It doesn’t.” Hyacinth braced herself. “Why should we believe you?”

 

“Ginevra!” Molly’s voice rose slightly.

 

“No, Mum. I want to hear an answer. Why should we believe anything you tell us? You come here with chocolates and some muggle toy and you think we’ll just let you in?” Ginny’s look had darkened considerably during her speech.

 

Hyacinth gulped. “I was just trying to be polite. George told me your dad liked…”

 

“What else did my brother tell you?” Ginny would have been on her feet, if it hadn’t been for Hermione’s hand on her shoulder.

 

Hyacinth’s brow crinkled. “What is that supposed to mean?” She looked at Molly, who seemed to have given up on the idea of getting control of her daughter, then Fleur who seemed far too intent on the potato she was peeling. “What do you think I am?” She looked back at Ginny and Hermione.

 

“It’s just strange.” Hermione took over, in a much calmer voice before Ginny could start up again. “A Slytherin girl from a prominent pureblood family being interested in…”

 

“In a Weasley? Is that what you’re getting at?” Hyacinth could feel angry tears forming. She turned back to Ginny. “What does that say about your opinion of your brother?” Ginny’s jaw dropped and for the first time she looked as if she had nothing to say. “George is a sweet, funny, handsome man. I don’t care what family he comes from. I wouldn’t care if he had been raised by wolves. I love him.” Her voice had been rising considerably as she spoke and she took a deep breath to calm herself before continuing. “All I ever hear from people in all the other houses is how prejudiced Slytherins are. How we judge people before giving them a chance. I see that’s a trait we share with Gryffindors.” She wiped the one tear that had managed to slip out. “I came here because George wanted me to,” she turned to Molly, “but if you want me to leave, I will.”

 

“No, I don’t want you to leave.” Molly sighed. “You’re right. We all heard Slytherin and thought Death eater before we even met you.” She turned her gaze on her daughter and Hermione. “We did exactly what we assumed you would do to us, Hyacinth.” Ginny frowned and Hermione looked down at her hands. “And we should be ashamed of ourselves.” Molly put an arm around Hyacinth and squeezed lightly. “If George trusts you and loves you, then who are we to question you?” Hyacinth forced a bit of a smile.

 

The silence that had taken over the room when Hyacinth had come downstairs invaded again, except for the occasional whispering between Hermione and Ginny. Hyacinth frowned. Yup, it was going to be a long visit. She got up to grab the next bowl of potatoes for peeling and Ginny followed her. She spoke in a low and slightly strained voice. “You’re right.”

 

“Sorry?” Hyacinth nearly dropped the bowl.

 

“I was… well, I was a bitch. It’s just…” Ginny fumbled a bit with the hem of her shirt.

 

“I know Slytherins don’t have the best reputation in the Wizarding world.” Hyacinth started back toward the table. “But I swear, I’m not a death eater, I don’t hate Muggleborns, and I don’t have any weird arm tattoos.” This got a chuckle from Ginny. Hyacinth placed the bowl on the table and resumed peeling.

 

“Alright,” Ginny sat back down. “But there is one more thing I need to know. Which quidditch team to you support?”

 

Hyacinth almost fell out of her chair as Ginny smiled a bit. “Actually…” Hyacinth blushed. “I don’t know a thing about quidditch, except for what my friend Azalea tells me. I probably couldn’t tell a snitch from a bludger.” The whole table started to laugh and the tension seemed to break.

 

“Azalea… she plays on your house team, right?” Hyacinth nodded as Ginny resumed peeling the potato in her hand. “Her brother plays for Puddlemere?”

 

Hyacinth nodded again. “I think so… I kind of block her out when she starts up about quidditch.” The laughing resumed. The topics of conversation floated from quidditch, to professors, to books. Hermione was thrilled to find out that, in fact, she wasn’t the only person that had read Hogwarts: A History. By the time George came back in the house, they all seemed to be getting along wonderfully. When Hyacinth got up to wash up before dinner, George followed.

 

“I take it your afternoon went well.” He put his hands on her hips and kissed her neck. “I told you things would be fine.”

 

“Yeah, once the inquisition was done with me.” She chuckled slightly. “Is it always going to be like this?” She spun around to face him. “Is one of us always going to be questioned or not trusted?”

 

“Not if I can help it.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “Come on, dinner’s ready.”

Comments

[nanaeanaven]

I think that was your best chapter yet, Daz. Bravo! I loved the interaction between everyone. Lovely, just lovely.

BTW: I love the new look. ^_^

I did notice a couple of minor typos; When they go to George's room and Hyacinth says, "Oh, well, that's convenient, isn't it?" there should be a ? - and again towards the end when George asks her how her afternoon went, "I take (it) you(r) ,the afternoon went well?"

[dazzledfirestar.livejournal.com]

There, all fixed, and all better!

Glad you enjoyed it. I have to admit I had more fun playing with teh Weasley clan than I thought I would.

And I'm glad you like the new look too! :D

Nice Job :)

[paper--flower.livejournal.com]

Much love to the queen of Sues! This was an awesome chapter Daz! So glad I accidentally click this link instead of a link my friend gave me a couple days ago LOL!

Then again I was going to check this later but am I glad I did it sooner than that.

Re: Nice Job :)

[dazzledfirestar.livejournal.com]

Hmmm... Queen of the Sues... I could get used to that. LOL

I'm glad you came here first too! After all, reviews are love and I can never get enough love. ;)

As always, if you love it, I love it!

[ginevrasm.livejournal.com]

Another great chapter...And of course, I'm partial to the Weasleys myself.

I found a typo Nan missed: “What if Fred walks it?” The word "it" should be "in" of course.

I like the changes...And do I see Angel up there amongst your muses? Love the teaser "Coming to a fandom near you."

And it is, quite soon, True Believers! ;)

[dazzledfirestar.livejournal.com]

No, that's not Angel... though, yum. It's movie Colossus... he got a bit cut off, but I won't go into the irony of that. LOL

Typos fixed, thanks for the heads up... now I'm off to see what you've posted! :D

[nanaeanaven]

That must be the one I noticed and then couldn't find again when I re-read it.

[ladydeathfaerie]

yay! i love updates. and i love good updates.

i'm still pouting that i didn't get to be in this one. but i'll have to console myself with the fact that i wasn't around in time to be in it.

anyhooo.... it was fun to be part of the chaos that is the Burrow. i just love the twins. or i would if i could.

okay, i need to quit because i'm not making any sense. *is goofy about her new comic book* i'll just go read that, shall i? yes, that sounds like a good idea. *glances over her shoulder* you can put the gun away now, Edward. i said i'd go read. you know i love it when you're forceful. perhaps you can help me with this priest i've got....

alright, i'm going! sheesh. some men.....

*peers around the edge of the page* good chapter, Daz. i loved it!

[dazzledfirestar.livejournal.com]

Hey, it's all about the aimless babbling. How do you think I get most of this stuff written? lol

Far be it for me to come between you and the comics, go on, have some fun! ;)

[manic-olive.livejournal.com]

Daz, *sigh*

What a brilliant chapter! Love Love Love the Weasley's.
I understand why you had so much fun writing it, it really showed. The Pez dispenser was a great choice. I hope hyacinth brought an extra packet of candies.

I thought you handled the interaction amongst the women very well. 'The Hogwarts A History' comment was priceless.

I am now decidely jealous of my Sue.

It is now 29 chapters in, and it just gets better and better. I cannot believe you turned that bizarre conversation into this wonderful story.

Huggles George.

Huggles Daz

Huggles the other Sues.

Oh, I almost forgot, update soon, please?

~Mad

[dazzledfirestar.livejournal.com]

I'm a very glad that you're jealous of your Sue... it means I'm doing something right! lol
But I have to be honest... the Pex dispenser was Hubby's idea. There, he got his credit. LOL

I will update soon... after all, the bunnies don't let me rest!

oh and huggles back! :D