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A New Evil	By : orcadarwin Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 3610 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Emily stepped into the shower and let the water wash over her. She smiled to herself, thinking that in just a few hours she would be Mrs. Harry Potter and in a few weeks, she would be a mother. “I can’t wait to meet you, little one,” she whispered, rubbing her belly. Finishing her shower, she tied her hair up in a towel and tried to wrap another one around her body. Finding that it barely reached, she muttered a spell and the towel lengthened to fit around her. She padded over to the bedroom and entered to find Hermione and Molly waiting for her, and another girl with dark hair was sitting on the bed.

            “Emily, this is Pansy. She’s the one responsible for your dress.” Molly made the introductions.

            “Thank you, Pansy. I assume you’re the one responsible for the black dress for the dinner party not too long ago.” Emily said.

            “That would be me as well. Harry came to me for that one.” Pansy said and stood. “Now, let’s see how this dress looks on you.” Lifting the dress out of the plastic it was in, she held it up towards Emily. They heard footsteps on the stairs, knowing it was Harry and Ron; Molly waved her wand at the door, locking it so that Harry couldn’t come in and find Emily. The footsteps went on past the room and they heard them enter the kitchen.

            Hermione and Pansy helped Emily into the dress when flowed around her. The top was fitting around her breasts and the high waist settled just above her burgeoning belly. The skirt fell down around her feet and fluttered when she walked. She smiled at the feel of the dress around her. Looking at herself in the full length mirror on the wall, she tried to imagine how she would look for Harry. She felt the towel around her head loosen and her long hair fell down her back. Hermione muttered a spell and her hair dried. “Sit,” Hermione commanded as they heard raised voices from downstairs. Molly excused herself to go find out what was going on.

            Harry and Ron were sitting in the kitchen talking when the fireplace flared green and out stepped Ginny. Looking at the two boys, she hissed, “How could you?” at Harry.

            “How could I what? Move on with my life? Get married? Be happy without you? Take your pick, nothing you say is going to make any difference. I’m getting married in a little over an hour and you can’t stop it, Ginny. You made your choice.” Harry said, looking at the red head that he had once loved. Ron discreetly stepped outside in the yard to make sure everything was ready for the ceremony.

            “You can’t marry her. You don’t love her, you love me.” Ginny said.

            “I don’t love you anymore, Ginny. Not since you cheated on me and left me for that brute on the team. I’m marrying Emily and we are going to have a baby very soon.” He stated.

            “That’s not your kid. I’m the one who is going to give you a child. I’m pregnant Harry, and it’s your baby.” She told him.

            Harry laughed, “Impossible. There is absolutely no way that you are pregnant by me, Ginny, since it’s been well over a year since we’ve had sex. Don’t do this, Ginny, you’ll only embarrass yourself.”

            Molly entered the kitchen, “Ginny, what are you doing here?”

            “I’m here to keep Harry from making a big mistake.” The young girl said. “He loves me and I’m going to have his baby.”

            “Ginny, don’t, just don’t. You made your choice when you left Harry for Tad. Don’t come in here and try to make trouble. Harry is happy; don’t tarnish this day for him.” Molly said to her daughter.

            “Mum, stay out of this. This is my life, and I want Harry back. I will do anything to make that happen.” Ginny stated.

            “Well, get used to being disappointed, Ginny. I’m not coming back to you; I’m marrying Emily and will spend the rest of my life with her and our child. You can just go back to that brute and leave me in peace to live my life how I want to.” Harry said and stormed out to the backyard. He was furious, how dare she come here today of all days and pull something like this? Trying to calm down, he walked towards the open field behind the house. Ron caught up with him and walked in silence beside him. “Your sister is a piece of work, you know that? Telling me that she’s pregnant with my baby, as if.”

            “She did what?” Ron asked.

            “You heard me. She said she wants me back and will do anything to make it happen. I can’t wait for this wedding to happen and be done so that I’m bound to Emily for life.” Harry hissed. “How dare she come here today of all days.”

            Upstairs, Hermione and Pansy had just put the finishing touches on Emily’s hair. They had swept it up in a ribbon with a few tendrils hanging down, framing her face. A few pieces of baby’s breath were woven into her hair. She slipped on the shoes that Hermione set out for her and she was ready. Molly appeared again, looking distraught. “Is everything okay, Molly?” Hermione asked.

            “Ginny’s here.” Molly told them.

            Emily’s face fell; she knew very well who Ginny was. She sat down heavily in the chair, letting out a huge breath. “Oh, Emily, there’s nothing to worry about. Harry has already told her that she can’t change the outcome of today. He will be marrying you in a few minutes and she can’t change that.” Molly said as Hermione knelt in front of Emily, taking her hands in her own.

            “Emily, Harry loves you; nothing is going to change that, not even Ginny,” she assured Emily.

            A knock sounded on the door and Molly stepped to open it. “It’s time,” Arthur said as he stepped into the room. “You look beautiful, Emily.”

            “Thank you, Arthur.” She replied, standing again and taking a deep breath. Molly, Hermione and Pansy all walked down the stairs ahead of Emily and Arthur. Molly and Pansy continued on outside to wait with everyone else. The guests had all arrived and were seated in the tent awaiting the bride. Harry and Ron were standing up front next to a short balding man. When Molly and Pansy entered she nodded at her eldest son Bill and he waved his wand to begin some music playing. After a few moments, Hermione entered the tent, wearing a pale blue dress. She took her place up front and turned to face the entrance of the tent. The music swelled and Arthur entered with Emily holding his arm.

            Harry’s heart stopped and his breath caught in his throat. Emily was stunning. He couldn’t even put into words how she looked to him. He noticed everyone staring at him, and realized he had gasped audibly. He let out his breath and smiled at the woman walking up the aisle towards him. Before she reached his side, a hand snaked out and grabbed her away from Arthur. Shocked, she let out a slight shriek and felt an arm go around her neck and wand press into her side. Her eyes widened as she realized what was happening.

            All of a sudden, jets of red issued from all around the tent and the arm around her neck stiffened as the man put up a shield to keep from being hit with spells. “Not that easy.” He hissed.

            Emily, noticing that he was distracted, brought her foot down on his instep, causing him to loosen his grip on her neck and she twisted out of his grasp. “Todd. I should have known.” Raising her own wand towards him, she sent a spell at him and he fell backwards with the impact.

            “I can’t have you marrying someone else, Romano. You are promised to me.” Todd Gustavo spat out.

            “I am not a Romano, I never have been. That contract was broken over 8 months ago when I got pregnant with Harry’s child. You can’t ruin this for me. I won’t let you. I will never be with you.” She said, backing away and coming into contact with a solid form behind her. Harry’s arm snaked out around her and pushed her behind him to protect her.

            “Gustavo, you made a big mistake showing up here. I only have to make one guess to know who told you we would be here, and she can forget ever being friends with me again.” Harry said to the man lying on the ground. “This is my wedding day and you can’t ruin it, no one can. I will marry Emily and then you can’t touch her. If you don’t leave now, I can’t promise you that you will ever leave here.” Turning to Emily, “Are you okay?” She nodded and he turned back to see Todd standing. Wands were trained on him all around the tent. He looked around, sneering at them all.

            “You can’t hurt me. I’m a Gustavo; you’d be inviting all kinds of evil on yourselves if you hurt me.” Todd hissed.

            Harry shook his head, “Yet someone else who thinks highly of themselves. If something were to happen to you here, no one would know who did it. Not even any of us would know. You made a mistake showing up here with all these witches and wizards around. He pulled his wand arm up, noticing that his wand was missing; a look of fear crossed his face only to be replaced with a sneer a moment later.

            A jet of purple shot forward from his hand, aimed right at Emily. Harry pushed her out of the way while he dove the other way. The spell hit some chairs behind them. Jets of red and blue shot out from all around the tent and when Harry rose, Todd was lying on the ground, not moving. A wizard moved forward, checking for a pulse on the man lying there in the middle of them all. “He’s not dead. Get him to St. Mungo’s and then take him to Azkaban.” Kingsley said. Someone stepped forward from the crowd and disapparated with the unconscious man.

            The guests all stood looking at each other, wondering what would happen now. “Let’s get on with this wedding, shall we?” George Weasley stepped forward, waving his wand and repairing the damaged chairs. Harry stepped to Emily’s side and helped her to stand.

            “I’m sorry I pushed you.” He said.

            “It’s okay, Harry. You were protecting me,” she said and grimaced as a pain slashed through her side. Harry looked at her concerned, “I’m fine, the baby just kicked rather hard.”

            They stood and stepped towards the man who would perform the ceremony. Everyone sat and turned their attention forward. “We are gathered here today to witness the union of Harry and Emily.” He began.

            Emily leaned forward slightly as another pain shot through her belly. Harry noticed and, “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked.

            She nodded, “Let’s just hurry this along, please.” The man nodded and skipped over the non-essential parts of the ceremony.

            Molly and Arthur stepped forward and placed the binding rope around Harry and Emily’s entwined hands. “You are bound to each other for eternity. Nothing shall break the bond. We promise to support you in all you do and help you whenever needed.” The elder Weasley’s were like parents to Harry, and since his parents were gone and Emily’s mother was gone, they stepped forward to perform the bond.

            “I pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride, Mr. Potter.”
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