Speak Now
I sat among the audience dressed in a nice red dress. The dress hit at mid knee and was a long sleeve. I saw him glance nervously at me a few times from the alter. Each time I smiled encouragingly although I wanted to tell him it was all a mistake. He smiled at me nervously as the doors swung open and she stood in the doorway in a dress that made me want to laugh out loud. She stood in a dress that was bright pink and the lowest cut of dress I'd ever seen. The dress went to her knees but had slits up to her bikini line. I could tell you one thing, it was not a wedding dress. Even Viktor's mouth opened and he looked away from her. She smiled sluttishly at him even though he was turned away embarrassed. His mother stared down embarrassed and his father sent him an icy glare.
I discretely stood up and made my way to them. Viktor's sister moved aside for me and I sat beside Viktor's mother. I put my arms on her shoulders and she turned to me and smiled. A very untraditional song played that was something between a rap beat and a dying seal. Every second she was in the church Viktor seemed to become more and more embarrassed. She reached the alter and took his chin in her hand and tilted his head up to hers. She smiled sexily at him and he looked down embarrassed.
As the vows were to be exchanged they took each other's hands and stared into each other's eyes. The priest began to ask the questions to begin the vows when she licked her lips suggestively. The priest even paused to look at her incredulously. I stood up "are you kidding me!" I screeched without thinking much. "This is a wedding, a place where you dedicate your lives to each other not have oral sex in front of everyone!"
"Her-mio-ninny," Viktor started in a low voice.
"Not now Viktor!" I said sternly. "And what on earth do you think you're wearing? Did you see your future mother-in-law's face? She wants to crawl under a rock and die right now. Your job is to make your parents proud not stand up here and show everyone in the room what exactly is under the dress." My voice had become a snarl and I stood with my hands propped on my hips and my eyes glaring dangerously at him.
"And just who do you think you are?" she asked her high pitched voice yelling at me.
"Dis is Her-mio-ninny, she vas my date to the Yule Ball back ven I vent to Durmstrang."
"I remember you telling me about her. I told you I didn't want her here! I was completely justified in my suspicions. Sit down!" She directed the last part to me.
"No I'm just a bit early in standing."
"What are you talking about?" she screeched stomping her foot angrily.
"Coming up soon is the question for objections. I object!"
"Your reason?" the priest asked.
"Look at how she's dressed!" I howled "look at how disrespectful she is!"
Viktor came up next to me "as much as I appreciate da gesture Her-mio-ninny I do not dink I could marry her anyway. She embarrass mother so badly." He took my hand "but I vould like to be trying again vith you Her-mio-ninny. Vith the consent of my mother." He looked to his mother and she nodded happily. "I am glad dat you spoke for me Her-mio-ninny," he kissed my lips lightly and took my hand walking away from the alter.