Legitimement Maries: Vivre Libre

Sequel to "Legitimement Maries". Hermione and Fred not only have a marriage to sustain, but they also have a family to raise. How will they manage after being brought together by a marriage law?


10. Chapter10: The First

All the best for the New Year!


Chapter 10: The First


September 1, 2011

“On three, we shout together,” said Tahlulah to her sisters. “One....two...three.... STELLA!”

Stella stopped speaking to her mother, and whipped her head around to face her friends. They seemed to be in a pack with several others. Lorcan looked to be caught up in his own daydream whilst Fifi and Annie were chatting animatedly to Lily.

“Mummy,” Stella spoke to her mother quickly. “My friends are calling me. It’s time to go.”

Hermione silently nodded. She supposed that she should have been accustomed to letting her children go to Hogwarts by now, but nothing took away the sense of loss when it came to sending her youngest child off to school for the year.

“I’ll see you at Christmas!” she said, giving her mother and father a quick goodbye hug each. “Just tell Henry that he needs to let me use his owl when we’re at school.”

“I’ll make sure that both your brothers look after you while you are at Hogwarts,” said Fred, giving his sons a meaningful look. They may have rolled their eyes at their father, but deep down each of them did care for their sister, or indeed any member of their family. Weasley’s stood by each other no matter what.

Stella quickly scurried off in the direction of her friends, whilst Henry and Archie stayed behind a little while longer, still on the lookout for their own friends. It was still too early to board the train and everybody was arriving in dribs and drabs.

Henry was the next to leave when he saw that his cousin’s Molly and Lucy had arrived. Archie waited until they had left before shyly approaching Maisie Longbottom. Hermione hid a smirk as he offered to help her with her trunk. Her son was such a little gentleman in her eyes.

“Here’s trouble,” chuckled Fred into Hermione’s ear as the pair of them watched Bill and Fleur push their way through the growing crowd. Fleur was shaking her head with a look of resignation, whilst Victoire was shouting and waving her arms at both her parents. In one swift move she stomped her foot and crossed her arms over her chest in defiance.

“All right, Bill... Fleur?” Fred waved them over to where he was standing with Hermione.

Bill sighed, and simply shook his head. Fleur at least tried to smile.

“Yes, we are well,” she replied.

 “How are you Victoire?” Hermione attempted to make conversation.

“Terrible!” came a melodramatic reply.

“How so?” asked Hermione, having to hide a smile yet again.

“Ask them!” she cried, gesturing to her parents. “They are the ones who won’t let me stay with the Potter’s over Christmas.”

Hermione was confused. The entire Weasley and Potter clan spent Christmas together. Why was this so terrible? Victoire would get to see everyone over the Christmas break anyway. In fact, she would see the majority of them through the whole year at school.

“She wants to stay there because of Teddy,” Bill explained, rubbing his temples in frustration. “Obviously, we’ve said no.”

“I’m seventeen!” she cried out. “I’m of age!”

“You are still at school, Victoire,” said Bill, finally opening his eyes. “You are staying home over the break, and that is that. You can see Teddy on Christmas Eve and Christmas day.”

Victoire did nothing to un-knot her arms from one another. Instead she stared straight ahead, gazing out onto the remainder of the platform with a stony expression until there was another outburst.

“Oooh, isn’t that sweet of him. Teddy came to see me off. Bye Mama... bye Dad,” she said, disappearing before either parent had the chance to protest.

Dominique and Louis had chosen that moment to appear, and start gagging at their sister who had started snogging Teddy at the other end of the platform.

“It’s disgusting,” said Dominique. “They’re practically related.”

“Not by blood,” replied Louis who had ripped open a packet of sweets was casually offering them around. “So, it’s okay.”

“No, it’s not.”

“Yes, it is.”

“No, it’s not.”

“Yes, it is!”

 This continued until a long, drawn-out whistle sounded across the station. It was the final boarding call.

Children rushed from their parents over to the Hogwarts Express, each wanting optimum seating for their train journey.

Hermione’s eyes only sought out her own children, and she did not stop waving at the train until it was long gone from the station.

“Whatever am I going to do at home without all the children there?” she asked Fred. “I got so used to having them around all summer, now I won’t even have Stella to keep me company.”

Feeling Fred’s arm snake around her waist, she took advantage of this to lean into the warmth of his body. They were edging closer and closer to two decade of marriage, and still Hermione took immense comfort in these small gestures of love.

“We did what we could to raise them right. We knew this day was coming,” he mumbled into her ear, before pressing a brief kiss to her cheek.

“Still, what do I do all day?” Hermione could not help but ask. She turned to see Fred smirking at her.

“I can think of a few things we could be doing,” he winked as he spoke in a low voice that he knew only Hermione would be able to hear against the din of the other people on the platform.

Hermione’s eyes widened.

“Fred... not here,” she said, feeling absolutely mortified.

“Well,” said Fred, the cheeky tone never leaving his voice, “we do have the whole house to ourselves.”



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