Weee, thanks Witherwings, both for my siggy and my post!
So, Moon is in Australia? Wow, hope she's having a super great time there, then. And will come back with more fresh ideas
So, this question is pretty interesting.
How do you think Ron's great aunt Muriel reacted when she learnt Ron and Hermione were together?Let's improvise some script, then.
Desinerithed - by DeSs
Great Aunt Muriel, 114 years-old, reading Witch Weekly in her sunny manor. A tiny owl comes spiralling through the window, carrying a letter too large for him.
M: "Alyna! Alyna! An owl has entered by the window! Alyna!"
A: "Yes, Madam, I'm right here."
M: "Pick that letter and read it."
A: "Ehem. Mrs Muriel Prewett, present. There is no limit to love’s forbearance, to its trust, its hope, its power to endure. I Corinthians 13:7. We, Hermione Jean Granger and Ronald Bilius Weasley, will be more than happy if you join us in this special day, when our dreams will finally come true, the day of our wedding --"
M: "WHAT?! What are you reading, girl?"
A: "The letter this owl has --"
M: "No, no, give it to me. That can't be possible."
Muriel took rudely the letter from the girl, and read it under her breath.
M: "But -- who is this? Could it be Ronald? And who is the bride? This has to be wrong, Ronald has not got a bride. They haven't introduced me any bride. Alyna, pack my things, I'm going to tell Molly about the mistake so we can laugh together, and then I'm goignt to search who's the joker."
***
The Burrow. Molly Weasley and Hermione Granger are folding and fastening the letters to Pigwidgeon, Errol and Hermes, which Percy lent them. Muriel Apparates out of thin air.
M: "Molly, dear, how are you?" (Chuik, chuik, kisses, ignores Hermione, don't notice a table full of parchment because of her huge cataracts)
MrsW: "Fine, Auntie Muriel, a bit busy but --"
M: "Oh, I'm glad. I just wanted to ask you, who's the wedding they are sending letters? Because a silly owl delivered it to me, but I think I don't know the couple, there are too many Weasleys ... oh see, that owl is, precisely ..."
MrsW: (Puzzled) "But ... haven't you read the letter? Is from my son, Ronald ..."
M: (Cackling laugh) "No, no, seriously ... your son haven't got a girlfriend, I think!"
Hr: "Ehem. I'm Ronald's fiancee."
M: "
You? And who in earth are you, girl?"
MrsW: "Muriel, she's Hermione Granger, don't you remember her from Bill's wedding? She was here, she has been friends of Ron's as well as Harry Potter --"
M: "Oh, you're the Muggle-born? Yes, yes, I remember. And why have you decided to get married after just a couple of weeks you are together, if anyone can explain it?"
Hr: (embarassed) "Actually, Auntie Muriel, Ronald and I have been together for 7 years, and --"
M: "Seven years??
Seven years?? And nobody deigned to even tell me?? This is an offense, Molly, I can't believe it from you! Good bye, and tell that prat of your fiance he's desinerithed!"
Peep peep...