Who do you guys see playing Thea if she was in the movies?

"All together now!" Arthur Weasley commanded, pointing his wand towards the enormous pile of silk that ley on the floor.
I poised my wand, and so did the others who were helping around the periphery of the flat silk.
"One. Two. Three!" with that we all used our wands to raise the silk, that pitched itself into a perfect wedding marquee, trembling freely in the morning breeze.

"How's it look on your end, boys?" Arthur called and his two sons, Fred and Ron, looked towards each other in uncertainty.
"Brilliant!" Fred assured him, despite the tangled and bent canopy they had in front of them, I let out a snicker.
"Thea? Hagrid?" Arthur checked.
"All good Mr Weasley" I promised.

Just then, a snap is distinctly heard from the tall grass that surrounds the Burrow, and a tall wizard with a permanent frown and grizzled hair, materialises.
It was Minister Rufus Scrimgeour, and he didn't miss a beat from his appearance to continue walking with purpose towards the Weasley household.

"Bloody hell, what's the Minister of Magic doing here?" George wondered, shocked.
"Maybe to give away the bride" I laughed, nervously.

The minister made his way to the front of the house with no introduction, but everyone knew who he wanted to see, and so Harry trailed by Ron and Hermione follow him towards the living room.

"Typical, I was just about to get ready" I sighed. From the corner of my eye, I could see something sticking from Georges injury, so I swiftly turned my head towards him, noticing a toothbrush sticking out from the hole in the side of his head. "Is that a- You know what never mind" I shook my head, and he smiled smugly.

After a couple of minutes, Minister Rufus Scrimgeour walked out of the Burrow without the trio that entered with him, but instead of disappearing he turned towards me and narrowed his eyes.

"Thea Woods?" He inquired, and I nodded stunned. "Albus Dumbledore wished for me to give your bequest separate for the others, he believes it could help you quiet dearly" the minister informed.
"He left something for me?" I asked, shocked, and the minister gave a short nod of approval.
The man reached into his pocket and fished out a brown leather organza bag then he placed it delicately in my palm.
"With this, Albus Dumbledore hopes that it reminds you of the difference between need and want. He promises that this will level out your head and your heart, both things that have proven equally as strong in his time of knowing you" the minister revealed with a strong voice.
Cautiously I opened the bag and tipped out its remains onto my other hand. It was a silver necklace. The chain was long, and at at the centre, there were talons of an eagle holding a dainty crystal ball in place. The ball was clear, but sometimes a fog of deep blue would appear.
"Thank you minister" I smiled appreciably "are you staying for the wedding?" I asked politely, and he looked taken aback by the question.
"I think not" he replied, looking around at the decorations that had been placed around the area. "Goodbye" he farewelled shortly and disappeared before I could return the favour.

*

Night came sooner than anticipated, and the air filled with music and laughter.
The wedding party was in full swing, Bill and Fleur twirled madly within a clapping circle of well-wishers as Fred and George rush the dance floor, briefly sweeping Fleur away from Bill, then begin to dance with each other. Hermione too was dancing in a red dress as Ron watches in awe. I smiled at the scene.

"Thea!" I hear a soft voice call excitedly, I turn and see Luna, who is in a bright frilly yellow and orange dress with curled hair that flew past her waist.
"Luna!" I call back equally as excited and bring her into a firm hug "I've missed you" I said through the hug.
"We were about to say hello to Harry" she informs me and I looked towards the boy that appeared deep in thought. I then glanced upwards towards Luna's father, who had the same coloured robes as Lunas dress and shoulder-length white hair.
"So good to see you again Xenophilius" I smiled
"and you dear" he smiled back.
Luna grabbed both of our hands and dragged us to where Harry was standing.

"Hello Harry!" her dazed voice greeted, but slowly the smile dropped from her face noticing Harry's tense stance. "Oh, I've interrupted a deep thought, haven't I? I can see it growing smaller in your eyes".
"No, 'course not. How are you, Luna?" Harry attempted politely
"Very well. I was bitten by a garden gnome only moments ago" she shared holding up her finger that is sheathed in blood
"Perhaps you should clean that or heal it" I suggested with a frown.
"Gnome saliva is enormously beneficial!" Mr Lovegood informed kissing his daughter on the head then extending an arm forward for Harry to shake "Xenophilius Lovegood.We live just over the hill" he introduced.
"Nice to meet you, sir" Harry shook the man's hand securely. Then, Xenophilius leaned closer to Harry with righteousness burning in his eyes.
"I trust you know, Mr Potter, thatwe at The Quibbler, unlike those toadies at the Daily Prophet, fully supported Dumbledore during his lifetime and in his death support you just as fully" he whispered fiercely.
"I do" Harry replied shortly. Luna looked up from her hand she was inspecting, then grabbed onto her father's hand tugging him away from Harry.
"Come, Daddy. Harry doesn't wantto talk to us right now. He'sjust too polite to say so" Luna observed walking away with her father.

"The Lovegoods are strange, but it's so charming" I observed
"I suppose" Harry let out a short laugh. "You look lovely tonight" Harry complimented, and I smiled back with a blush.

I wore a v neck dark green dress that came above my knees with matching heels that now brought me about an inch taller than Harry. My brown hair was sleek and curled falling below my shoulders.

"Thank you" I appreciated "so do you" I commented and he smiled with thanks.

"You were right by the way" I admitted
"about what?" He asked raising his brow
"Everything" I said "as always" I let out a small laugh and turned my gaze away. He looked towards me with sad eyes and nodded. "Thank you by the way, for not shunning me away after how I treated you, and sorry" I spoke softly.
"You did see me almost kill your boyfriend, so I think it's fair" he recalled pulling his mouth into a line and placing a hand on my arm.
"All the same" I laughed quietly now looking towards him.

I noticed that he was staring towards a man that sat on his lonesome, observing the happy ongoings. I recognised the man to be Elphias Doge and remembered that he had written an article on Dumbledore in the most recent publication of the Daily Prophet.

"I think I'm gonna go grab a drink" I nodded catching the golden boy's mission, he smiled at my understanding.

Sipping from my goblet, I watched as the happy couple danced in each other's arms as though they were the only people in the world. Fleur's white wedding dress with black detailing moved with her movements swaying with each twirl and her beautiful blonde hair moved the same way. She was laughing, and so was Bill, which was such a change from yesterdays grim expression. His robes were a dark red which flawlessly complimented his ginger hair. The imagery was entirely perfect.

"Come and join us!" Hermione laughed, holding out her hand, and I followed her to the dance floor.
We jumped to the beat of the music enjoying the moment. A sense of joy filled my heart, and I couldn't help but giggle.

I turned and stopped dancing when I noticed the look on Harry's face. The blood had drained from his face, he was cautiously walking towards a gap in the canopy. He was speechless. "Harry?" I called rushing towards him, but he didn't reply.

A bright light blue ball of light plummets through the canopy, exploding in a burst of light. It looked like a star, and it placed itself in the centre of the room. A few gasps where let out from the guests, and my breath hitched, then, all was silent as everyone stared at the graceful and gleaming silver Lynx. The voice that spoke from the Patronus was familiar, it had Kingsley Shacklebolt's sonorous voice.

"The Ministry has fallen. The Minister of Magic is dead" it said "they are coming. They are coming" the Patronus warned, and my eyes widened of fear.
For a moment, there was silence, then murmuring, and then screams of chaos. A few cracks were heard from people disapparating, and the added noise makes my body shake.
Harry looked towards me with wide eyes, the same fear as the night we witnessed Dumbledores death, and he grabs my arm to keep me secure against the crowd.

"Ron! Ron!" I hear Hermione's voice call, and I turn to see her glancing about frantically. As she turns, Ron pushes toward her.

Suddenly the canopy above turns to ribbons as the looping presence of death appears in dark cloaks and masks. They descend into thecrowd. Everyone wields their wands, and a flower falls from Fleur's hair, being crushedunderfoot. The lights fell onto the ground causing the fabric to set on fire.

Harry pulls me with him as he heads towards Ron and Hermione. I snatch my arm back aggressively, and he looks at me despairingly.
"Harry, you have to go!" I yell above the madness, and he frowns "please just go!" I pleaded.
Hermione grabs onto Harry's hand, clutching Ron's hand with her other. She closes her eyes, and with a great whooshing sound, they disappear.