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Christmas Magic by Sarah_Bee
Chapter 13 : Important News...
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The day was warm for early May and I was walking down Diagon Alley with Daisy beside me. She was busy chattering on and on about her day at school. As soon as we came in view of the jokeshop, she didn’t even ask but sprinted towards the open doors. I smiled to myself, not getting old of this familiar routine. I walked into the shop, expecting to see George but I frowned upon seeing Ron at the counter.


Ron cleared his throat, “Ah Natalie, good to see you.”


I nodded, walking past the counter to George’s office and finding Daisy standing inside, looking rather hurt. She softly said, looking at me with hurt-filled eyes, “He’s always here...Why isn’t he here, mommy?”


After a while, George grew accustomed to seeing us as soon as Daisy was out of school. Every weekday, he’d meet us exactly at 3:45. I bit my lip, unsure of what to say to her. Suddenly, I realized what today was. I looked at Daisy, “Honey, I’m sure he has a good reason.”


We walked back towards the counter and I looked at Ron, “Could you do me a favor?”


“Sure Natalie,” He shrugged.


I asked, “Could you watch Daisy for me? Please?”


Ron looked a bit terrified, “Natalie, I’ve never babysat before-”


“It’s easy. Just keep her entertained until I get back,” I stated, walking to the door.


“Natalie, I really don’t think-” Ron sighed.


I smiled at Daisy, “I’ll be back soon, okay? Be good for Ron.”


She nodded and I left before Ron could say another word. I knew exactly where George would be or at least, I hoped he would be. I apparated and found myself standing in a grassy, well kept cemetery.


Glancing around, I started to look for George. Walking through the cemetery, I felt a sudden chill in the air and a sort of sadness cross over me. I never liked cemeteries as they always seemed sort of gloomy and sad. Finally, I spotted George, sitting on the grass near a familiar gravestone. I quietly walked over to where he was and I noticed he was fiddling with something in his hands, softly saying, not knowing I was there, “I wish I had the guts to do it, Fred...I’ve never been more nervous for anything..”


I bit my lip and slowly approached him after a moment, “George...”


He looked up, meeting my gaze, “Natalie..”


I sat down next to him and he asked, “What are you doing here?”


“I remembered what today was,” I softly said, looking at the gravestone with Fred’s name etched in it.


George bit his lip and softly said, “Thanks...”


We sat there like that, in the quiet and stillness of the cemetery. After a few minutes, we got up and he softly mentioned, “It doesn’t get any easier.”


I hugged him and he wrapped his arms around me, sighing, “Thanks, Natalie.”


I smiled a little, “You’re welcome.”


We apparated back to Diagon Alley and I mentioned, “Daisy was a bit hurt that you weren’t there...”


George sighed, “Sorry...I should’ve told you the other day.”


“No, it’s fine. I realized what day it was and I really didn’t know how to explain it to her.” I sighed.


George nodded, “I typically spend most of the day there...”


I nodded and he asked curiously, “Where is Daisy anyway?”



I bit my lip, hoping Ron was okay, “Well, I sort of left Ron to babysit her for a bit.”


George looked at me, a look of shock on his face, “Are you mad? He’s never babysat a kid in his life!”


I smiled a little, “Well, it’ll be good experience then.”


George grabbed my hand, pulling me down the bustling street, “Yeah and I can only imagine what is going on. She’s probably making things difficult.”


I didn’t say anything but I noticed how concerned George seemed over Daisy being left with his younger brother. We reached the jokeshop and I held back a laugh, seeing Ron sitting with Daisy, coloring or something. Only she was drawing something on his hand. He saw me and let out a sigh of relief, “finally! I never thought I’d be so glad to see you two! Here, take her! She’s driving me crazy!”


Daisy smiled, “Aww Uncle Ron, I was just having fun!”


“Fun?” Ron groaned and said to me, “I had to make up a story for her and then she wouldn’t stop asking where you were! And then she started coloring but she decided to color on me! I now have smiley faces, unicorns and rainbows all over my hands!”


I smiled, trying not to laugh, “Sorry, Ron.”


Ron stood and grumbled, walking behind the counter to wipe off the scribbles and marker on his hands. Daisy hadn’t moved. She noticed George and instantly, I sensed she was still hurt from earlier. I glanced at George, knowing this would not go well for him. Daisy was young but she did not easily forget things, especially when it came to George. She could hold a grudge for awhile. George walked over to her, “Hey Daisy..”
Daisy would not even look at him. She said nothing and he sighed, “Daisy..”
She looked at him with a sad expression, “You weren’t here earlier.”


“I know,” He said.


“And you promised,” She added hurtfully.


George sighed, “I know. I’m sorry I wasn’t here earlier.”


Daisy still didn’t seem to want to let it go just yet. She still wouldn’t accept his apology. George seemed unsure of what else to do and I knew he was having a rough day as it was and Daisy wasn’t making it any easier. George didn’t say anything more but walked into his office. I went after him and said to him, “George, I’m sorry. She can hold a bit of grudge sometimes..”


George nodded as he sat in his office chair, “I understand.”


I bit my lip as he added softly, “Sorry, Natalie. I’m having a rough day as it is. Maybe you should just go home for the afternoon.”


I felt a bit taken aback but his words but I quietly added, “I understand.”


I left his office and looked at Daisy, “C’mon honey, we’re going home.”


Daisy looked confused, “Why?”


“Because George is having a rough day,” I stated, not wishing to argue with her at the moment.


“He wasn’t here like he said he would be,” She stated stubbornly.


I sighed, “Sweetie, George had important business to take care of. He feels really bad and you aren’t making things better for him.”


Daisy bit her lip, “I’m sorry.”


“I know,” I said, taking her hand, “But we’re going to let George have some time alone, okay?”


She pulled away from me and started going towards his office. Before I could grab her, she was already inside. I peeked in and she was hugging him and he looked like he’d been crying a little. I felt my heartstrings being tugged and Daisy softly said, “I’m sorry.”

George hugged her, “It’s okay, Daisy.”


He let her go and I said, “Sweetie, time to go.”


“Okay,” Daisy sighed, walking over to me and we left...



A few days later, Daisy had a slight fever and stuffy nose. She was begging to let her go visit George just for a few minutes. I sighed, “Sweetie, you have a fever and a stuffy nose. You need to stay home and rest.”


Daisy pouted from where she sat on the couch wrapped in her pink blanket, “No fair. I hate being sick.”


I smiled a little, “I know, honey.”


Just then, Martha came in from work. We were still living with her even despite how I’d tried to protest. She insisted we stay with her. She smiled, “Afternoon.”


“Hi Martha,” I smiled at her.


She asked, “How’s Daisy?”


“Good.” I nodded, “Look, George asked me to meet him in a couple minutes alone... Are you sure you don’t mind watching Daisy for a bit?”


“Of course not,” Martha smiled, setting down her bag and walking over to Daisy who was looking rather annoyed.


Daisy looked at me, pleading, “Why can’t I go?”


“Daisy, it’s only for a little while. Maybe if you’re good, George will stop in afterwards,” I stated, grabbing my bag and kissing her forehead, “Be good for Martha.”


I left and walked down Diagon Alley towards the jokeshop. I walked inside the shop and greeted Ron and walked back towards George’s office, finding him sitting there, dressed casually in jeans and a t-shirt. He smiled, “Hey.”



“Hey,” I smiled, “You owe me. Daisy is sick and would not stop begging me to let her come along.”


George stood and he put his arms around me and kissed me briefly, “ready to go?”


I nodded and he grabbed my hand, leading me out of the shop. He called back at Ron, “Please, keep an eye on things while I’m out.”


“Don’t I always?” Ron sighed.


I smiled as we stepped outside and walked down Diagon Alley. I asked curiously, “What did you want to talk about?”


“Umm how would you feel about apparating somewhere first?” He asked.


I shrugged, “Okay.”


We apparated and once I looked around, I realized I was near the Black Lake at Hogwarts. I smiled a little, seeing all the daisies surrounding me, “George, what are you doing? What is all this for?”


I turned, my breath catching in my throat upon seeing George Weasley down in front of me on one knee. He took a breath and said nervously, “Natalie, I love you. Even when we were in school together and after I left, I just couldn’t get you out of my head.”
I smiled a little and he smiled, adding, “And Daisy is remarkable. I want to be a part of her life and yours forever. Will you marry me?”


My heart stopped upon seeing the beautiful ring in his hand and I looked at him, nearly ready to cry. The man kneeling before me was the same man who had tormented me for years, made me laugh at the silliest pranks, held a special place in my heart and cut me deeply when he’d left school. He was the man who loved my little girl like his own and made me the happiest woman alive. His eyes held a look of love and the same glint of happiness that I’d always loved about him. I swallowed, feeling myself numbly nod, unable to speak. I was lost for words. He wanted to marry me. Me. Even when I had a five-year-old daughter that wasn’t his, an emotional roller coaster of a life and spent most of my days cleaning the house, doing laundry, cooking and taking care of Daisy. He slowly stood and I felt myself smile, “Yes.”


As he slid the ring on my finger, I felt like a young schoolgirl again, giddy about her first kiss. He smiled and stroked my cheek before kissing me. I giggled as he picked me up and swung me around, causing flower petals to swarm around us in the warm air. I squealed and he kissed my forehead before softly saying, “You have no idea how nerve racking that was.”


I smiled and pressed my lips against his. This moment was perfect and blissfully happy. I hadn’t felt this happy since the day Daisy was born. He pulled away, breathless as I was, his deep brown eyes staring into mine. A smile crept on his face and he mentioned tenderly, “Care to tell Daisy?”


“She’ll be thrilled no doubt,” I grinned, “She’s been pestering me ever since we started going out.”


George grinned and kissed my forehead, “I’m sure she has.”


We apparated back to Diagon Alley and I happily walked with George to Martha’s home. George opened the door for me and Martha said as she was fixing tea, “She’s been an angel the whole time. Her fever’s lessening up.”


“Good.” I smiled and George shut the door behind him.


George grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the living room where Daisy was sitting on the couch, reading a book and looking rather bored. Instantly her face brightened upon seeing George and she smiled happily at him. He smiled at her, her happiness becoming infectious, “Hey Daisy.”


I touched her forehead, “You do feel cooler. How’s your stuffy nose, sweetie?”


“Better,” She said, her voice sounded clearer.


I nodded and George knelt in front of her, “I have something to tell you that’s very important about your mother and me.”


“Okay,” Daisy nodded, clutching her stuffed animal.


I smiled from where I stood and George asked Daisy, “How would you feel if I married your mother?”


Daisy’s eyes lit up and her smile widened, “Really? Does that mean you get to be my daddy?”


“Only if you want me to be,” George stated.


“I’d like that,” she said giggling, “Very much.”


I didn’t bother to scold her when she threw her arms around his neck, hugging him. I was too happy to care that she was sick and could possibly give the germs to George. I looked at George, ready to cry and he smiled at me, “Love you.”


“Love you too,” I wiped a tear from my eye.


Daisy pleaded, “Can we go celebrate now?”


I laughed, shaking my head...


Later the next day, we went to the Burrow to tell George’s family and Mrs. Weasley was nearly bursting to tears, “I’m so happy for you!”


Ron teased, “Does this mean I don’t need to work at the jokeshop all the time?”


“No, I was thinking more along the lines of being a babysitter,” I teased him.


He groaned and George picked Daisy up, “I don’t see how you had problems. She’s easily entertained.”


“Yeah, by you,” Ron stated, “The mastermind of entertaining small children.”


I giggled, “I cannot wait until Hermione has your firstborn.”


Daisy clung to George and he kissed her cheek, suggesting, “How about we go sneak into the kitchen for something?”


She nodded eagerly and I smiled, “George, don’t you dare start spoiling her.”


“Bit late for that, don’t you think, Natalie?” He grinned at me.


I sighed, swatting him, “I suppose.”


He carried Daisy into the kitchen, making her giggle as he said something to her. I shook my head and Ron mentioned to me on a serious note, “You make George the happiest he’s ever been, Natalie.”


I blushed a little at the comment and I walked into the kitchen, finding George leaning on the counter. Daisy was happily nibbling on what remained of her cookie and then she sneakily tried to grab something from his coat pocket but George chased her around the kitchen, “What have I told you about snooping, young lady?”


She giggled and he grabbed her, swinging her around, making her laugh. I couldn’t help but smile. I felt the ring on my finger. I couldn’t help but feel I was making the right choice by marrying George.


a/n: I am very very very very very sorry for not updating recently! I had to rewrite this chapter several times before I was satsified...and I had it done but then Hpff was going through a server issue and I couldn't update for the past few college stuff is starting to take up my time. Thank you for reading and supporting me with writing this! I'm nearly done. I have an epilogue left and's on to a new fic I have floating around in my head. If there is anything you'd like to see yet, please throw out suggestions. I'm up for ideas to make a great epilogue. ;)

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