author's note: for hannah. happy birthday, angelface!
i don't own any of it, yo.
Frank was the most beautiful man Alice knew. That was a fact, truer than the fact the Earth went round the Sun, and that summer followed spring. Frank was the most beautiful man Alice knew, and Alice was the most beautiful woman Frank knew. It wasn't up for debate, it was just true.
The day of their wedding, Alice started crying at half nine in the morning, as she ate breakfast with her mother, and Emmeline and and Sarah Dorcas, and didn't stop until she was kissed for the first time as Alice Longbottom. Frank, on the other hand, was remarkably calm until he saw her at the door of the registry office, clutching a bouquet of posies and smiling shakily.
Edgar fulfilled his role as best man by laughing, and thumping Frank's arm playfully, something Frank was quick to remind him of when he married Sarah and bawled like a baby through the entire ceremony.
"She looks lovely," Edgar whispered into Frank's ear, but the groom shook his head.
"No," he said, "no, she looks like every star in the sky."
Alice, accompanied by her aging Muggleborn mother and three beaming bridesmaids, giggled when she reached the desk. She felt like she was dreaming, she must've been dreaming, because it couldn't possibly be real. She was going to spend the rest of her life with Frank Longbottom, silly, sweet, beautiful Frank Longbottom. Wasn't she lucky?
"Hi," she whispered, and Frank laughed through his tears.
"Hi," he mumbled back. Edgar thumped him again.
"You're both ridiculous."
Alice laughed, a lovely, loud laugh that made everyone in the stuffy office smile.
"You look like every star in the sky," Frank told her.
She started crying again then, and Dorcas darted forward to stuff a handkerchief in her hand.
"You're the most beautiful man I've ever met," Alice whispered, so quietly no one could hear her apart from Frank.
The little wizard standing behind the desk, the registrar, cleared his throat.
"Shall we begin?"
Alice handed her posies to Emmeline, who was wiping tears from her eyes, and Dorcas, beaming, winked at the bride.
Alice grabbed Frank's hands with her own.
"Yes," she grinned, "yes, let's begin!"