I do not own anything, except Roxie Lack
Bill and Fleur's wedding
"What the hell are you wearing ROXIE LYRA LACK!?" Remus was yelling at his third child. Here she was with a layered dress that was yellow/lavender with a black ribbon. What was wrong with it? It was way above her knees, she had short black boots, black lace gloves, it also was strapless, and her hair was tied up very messy.
"I think I look good."
"I'm so glad you like to look like a hoe."
Roxie smiled at him and put her arm around his shoulders "See that's why I like you. You except me and the fact that the only reason I came to this wedding is for a hot French guy."
Remus smiled backed at her and put his arm around her shoulders. "I like you because you're clueless and don't know that if there are French people they're either married or girls."
Roxie was now disappointed.
"Wotcher Roxie."
"If I were you I would cheat."
Tonks looked confused.
"He knows how to make a girl disappointed."
"Actually he's very accurate. He gets in the right.." Tonks stops when she relizes she talking to her husband's wild child.
"Yeah that's what I want to hear. My once gay father gets more action then I do. Bye"
"Hold on, what do you mean by action!" Remus yells as he watches daughter walk over to the cake and starts eating the icing.
The after party
"Young lady I've been seeing you dance with boy after boy. Can you do me a favor and close your legs when you're on the dance floor?"
Roxie turns around to see a very annoying looking old lady.
"Old lady are you calling me a hooker?'
"Yes."
"Okay."
Roxie grabs the unsuspected Neville by the collar and brought him down to her lips. Then when he was about to say something she slipped her tongue into his mouth. She was, no never mind he joined in, they were French kissing each other. After about five minutes they separated.
"WHAT ARE YA DOING!?"
"It's a French wedding isn't it?"