The day of the wedding started bright and early with last minute preparations. Auden was supposed to be going over to the Burrow to get ready with Hermione, Ginny, and Fleur. She had purposely left her dress in Ginny's closet so that she wouldn't have to carry it over and risk Fred seeing it.

"Oh, hello dear," Mrs. Weasley said distractedly as Auden passed her in the doorway. "Just go right up to Ginny's room."

"Thanks, Mrs. Weasley," Auden said, but she didn't think Mrs. Weasley had heard her because she had just turned to yell at someone carrying a flower display.

"No, no, those are going over there! They won't look good where you're about to put them!" she yelled, waving her arms. "You're supposed to have an eye for this stuff! You're a florist!"

"I'm just the delivery guy," answered the man with the flowers, looking scared.

"Oh, well, just put them where I said," Mrs. Weasley sighed.

Auden tried to stifle a laugh as she took the stairs two at a time to Ginny's room. She heard voices coming from inside as she knocked on the door.

"Come een!" yelled Fleur's voice. Auden opened the door. None of the girls had started getting ready yet, but Fleur was standing in front of the closet, looking at her wedding dress hanging on the hanger.

"She won't put it on yet," Ginny explained. "She wants to look at it first."

"Well I do," Fleur said defensively. "Eet eez gorgeous."

"Why don't you put it on now?" Auden suggested, smiling and leaning against the door frame. "It's not going to do any good just hanging there. Besides, if we don't start getting ready soon, we'll be late to your own wedding."

"Okay, just one more meenute," Fleur sighed.

"How's my mother doing?" Ginny asked as Auden finally began making her way towards the closet. "Has she ripped off anyone's head yet?"

"As far as I know, she hasn't. She came close though with one of the flower delivery guys. He wasn't putting them in the right spot apparently," Auden laughed, stepping around Fleur and her dress to retrieve her own dress from the closet. It was pale blue, strapless and came down to just past her knees. It had a black sash around the waist with a bow on the center left of the hip area.

"Are zee flowers the exact ones I ordered?" Fleur asked, her attention leaving the wedding dress.

"Um, yeah, white roses right?" Auden asked.

"Yes, zey are the correct color and everytheeng?"

"Yeah, they're fine, Fleur. You just worry about getting dressed. If there's a problem downstairs Mrs. Weasley will deal with it."

"But-,"

"Trust us, she will," Ginny interrupted.

"You've been quiet, Hermione," Auden said, looking at Hermione, who was holding a small beaded bag up to her face.

"Oh I'm just checking something…okay, finished." She snapped the bag closed and sat next to Auden on Ginny's bed.

"What are you-?" Auden began, but she was interrupted by another knock on the door. Hermione jumped back up to answer it. It was Fleur's sister, Gabrielle, who was already wearing her gold bridesmaid dress.

"Oh, Gabrielle, you look wonderful!" Fleur gasped, racing over to her sister and circling her like a vulture. "Geeny, put yours on too and then I can do your hair! I weel do everyone else's too!"

"It's your wedding, Fleur," Ginny said. "You shouldn't have to do our hair."

"But I want to!" Fleur exclaimed excitedly.

Auden and Hermione slipped into their dresses as Ginny put on hers and sat down so that Fleur could do her hair.

Fleur was a natural at doing hair. She worked so fast, asking for brushes and elastics and taking them when Gabrielle handed them to her. "You are feeneeshed," she finally announced, putting her hands on her hips.

Auden glanced up from adjusting the bow on her dress to see Ginny's hair. Fleur had done it in a gorgeous bun with a loose, curled strand hanging on the side of Ginny's face.

"Wow, you look incredible, Ginny," Hermione said quietly.

"Thanks, Fleur," Ginny said.

"Don't mention it," Fleur answered, grinning. "Who eez next?"

"Auden and I can do each other's hair. You get dressed," Hermione said.

"Are you sure?" Fleur asked.

"Positive. I'll do Auden's hair now," Hermione said. "All you worry about is making sure you're ready to go."

"Okay, Gabrielle, would you mind helping me weeth my dress?" Fleur asked.

"Of course," Gabrielle answered in her quiet voice.

As Hermione busied herself with Auden's hair, Auden looked in the mirror as Fleur stepped into her wedding gown. She looked especially gorgeous today. Happiness and excitement seemed to radiate from her and it was infectious.

"Okay, I'm finished," Hermione announced. "I didn't do anything elaborate, but still, you look great, Aud."

Auden looked at her reflection in the mirror. Hermione had simply left her hair down, curled it and she had even added a thin silver headband for a finishing touch.

"Wow, Hermione, you did a great job," Ginny commented.

"Oh, stop it. Like I said, it's nothing elaborate."

"No, Ginny's right," Auden said. "It looks great. Thank you."

Hermione blushed and then the two of them switched places so that Auden could do Hermione's hair. While she worked, Ginny and Gabrielle did Fleur's hairtogether.

"Good luck making this bird's nest look good," Hermione sighed, picking up a strand of her hair and dropping it back against her head.

"It's not a bird's nest," Auden argued. "People would kill to have curls like yours."

"Eet is true," Fleur said. "I have always wanted to have nice curls like yours, 'Ermione."

"See that?" Ginny smirked, as Hermione looked surprised. "I just have to pin the tiara in and you'll be done, Fleur."

When everyone was ready, Auden, Ginny, Gabrielle, and Hermione stepped back to look at Fleur, who was standing in front of the mirror, slowly turning around and looking shocked, thrilled, and excited all at once. Muriel's tiara glittered in her pale blonde hair.

"You look wonderful," Gabrielle told her sister. "Beel is a very lucky man to have you."

"She speaks the truth," Ginny laughed.

"Knock knock," said a voice at the door.

"Who eez it?" asked Fleur.

"It's Fred and George. We wanted to know if you ladies were ready yet."

"We'll be ready when we feel like it," Ginny yelled back. "Now go away, this is a no boys allowed zone!"

"Auden will let us in, right Aud?" asked Fred.

"No can do, Freddie," Auden yelled back with a smile. "Go down to the tent and wait patiently with everyone else. Aren't you supposed to be helping bring people to their seats?"

"People won't be getting here for another twenty minutes," Fred whined. "Plus, I want to see your dress. You're killing me."

"Go away, Fred," Auden ordered, laughing.

"But-," Fred began, but he was interrupted by Mrs. Weasley's voice.

"Shoo, the both of you!" she said, and Auden could picture her flapping her hands around. "Renee, Fleur's mother and I need to get inside. No, I will not open the door until you leave. Go!"

There was a silence followed by a knock. "Can we come in?" asked Auden's mother.

"Yes, go ahead," Auden answered.

The door slowly opened to reveal the three mothers. "Oh, my darling daughter!" Fleur's mother gasped, rushing to hug Fleur. "And Gabrille! You look so beautiful in your bridesmaids dress! I've always thought gold compleemeented your hair wonderfully!"

"What are we, Swiss cheese?" Ginny whispered to Auden and Hermione.

"Shush, Ginny, it is Fleur's day," Hermione whispered back.

"Still…" Ginny shrugged.

"Look at you, all grown up," Auden's mother said, smiling at Auden. "Spin around so I can see the back."

Auden did as she was told, grinning the whole time. She didn't know if it had to do with Fleur's radiating excitement or beauty, or Auden's own excitement, but she felt flawless.

Suddenly, Auntie Muriel appeared in the doorway. "Let me see how my tiara looks on the bride," she wheezed, looking at Fleur. "Hmm, yes, it looks very nice. You do have good hair for that tiara, I must say."

"Thank you, Muriel," Fleur smiled.

Auden rolled her eyes. "A real live compliment from Muriel?" she hissed to Ginny, who stifled a laugh.

"Hmm, and is this the Muggle born?" Muriel asked, turning her gaze to Hermione. "Nice looking girl, but you have bad posture and skinny ankles. And Auden, you've gotten taller since the last time I saw you. Or maybe it's just those shoes." She looked at Auden's feet disapprovingly. "I also hear you're dating Fred. Tell him to cut his hair. And while we're on the subject, you could use a hair cut as well. I think I can see some split ends."

"Are we ready to go downstairs?" Mrs. Weasley asked quickly, glancing nervously at Murial as if she were hoping there were no more insults ready to pop out of her mouth. "The guests should be arriving soon, and I'm sure Fleur's father would love to see her before he has to walk her down the aisle."

Fleur took one last look at herself in the mirror. "Yes, I am ready," she said, smiling and picking up the bouquet of flowers lying on the bed. Gabrielle and Ginny picked up theirs and the group of women walked down the stairs.

"You don't have split ends," Ginny whispered to Auden. "Muriel's blind as a bat. She wouldn't be able to see split ends if they were two inches away from her."

"Don't worry, I didn't take it personally," Auden whispered back.

"Ginny, Gabrielle, and Fleur, you three stay here," Mrs. Weasley ordered. "Auden and Hermione, you may go out to the tent. The boys will show you to your seats."

Auden and Hermione left through the back door into the yard. As they approached the front of the tent, Auden saw Fred, George, and Katie talking to Harry and Ron. Fred and George's backs were to them, and they couldn't see the girls coming.

"When I get married," Fred said, tugging at the collar of his own robes. "I won't be bothering with any of this nonsense. You can all wear what you like, and I'll put a full Body Bind Curse on mum until it's over."

"Sounds like a plan," Auden said with a smirk. Fred spun around and Auden had to laugh as his jaw dropped.

"Oh, look, you made a hole in the ground with your jaw," she teased.

Fred shook his head as if he thought she was some kind of mirage. "You look absolutely incredible," he said quietly.

"Thank you," she said with a twirl. "Hi Katie, how are you doing? I love your dress!"

"Thanks, Aud, and I'm doing great," Katie answered, swinging her and George's intertwined hands back and forth joyfully. Auden smiled and glanced at Fred as she felt him snake an arm around her waist and plant a kiss on her head.

"Ron, you look like you've been hit on the head," Hermione said suddenly. Auden looked over at Ron to see that he indeed looked as if someone had hit him over the head with a rock.

"Oh, he's just in shock," Harry smirked as Auden met his eyes. She was glad she wasn't the only one who was patiently waiting for the inevitable to happen between her two friends.

"Hermione, you look great!" Ron finally said.

"Always the tone of surprise," Hermione smiled.

"So how's your mum dealing with Percy not being here?" Harry asked Fred, George, and Ron.

"Not too bad, actually," George answered. "She cried a bit, but who wants him, anyway? He'd probably spend the whole wedding with an expression like he swallowed a lemon, and then he would one by one bore every guest to death with a play by play on how he wrote every word of his latest report with his new shiny quill."

"Uh-oh, here they come," Fred said, pointing. He let go of Auden as the first group of people approached the tent. It was a group of elderly relatives. "Hello," Fred said. "I'll show you to your seats."

"What was that? You'll show me to the meats?" an old woman asked, rather loudly. "I'm a vegetarian!"

"No, seats! I'll show you to the seats!" Fred said, taking her arm.

"Oh, seats! Okay, that sounds lovely," the woman said, patting Fred's hand. "You're a fine young man."

"Looks like you've got an admirer," Auden said in a voice low enough so that the woman wouldn't hear.

Fred chuckled as he led the old lady away. George, Ron, and Harry also became busy leading guests to their seats, leaving Katie, Hermione and Auden alone at the front of the tent.

"Have you seen Muriel at all today?" Katie asked. "George warned me that she was coming."

"Oh, yes, we saw her this morning," Hermione said. "She told Auden that she had split ends and she told me that I had bad posture and skinny ankles."

"Lovely woman, isn't she?" Auden laughed. "The first time I met her was when I was six and she told me that I had a crooked big toe. Leave it to her to notice something like that."

"Talking about Muriel?" Fred asked, returning to the tent entrance. "I remember the whole big toe thing, and for the record, your toes are fine."

"I'm glad someone thinks so," Auden laughed. "By the way, she told me to tell you to cut your hair."

Fred snorted. "I just saw her not too long ago, talking to Ron. She told him the same thing and that she almost mistook him for 'Ginevra.'" Fred made finger quote marks when he said Ginny's full name.

"If Ginny heard her saying 'Ginevra'…" Auden laughed.

"Speaking of Murial, guess what she just told me?" George asked, coming up behind them. "She told me my ears were lopsided, the old bat. I wish Uncle Bilius was still with us, though. He was a right laugh at weddings and parties."

"Wasn't he the one who saw a Grim and died twenty four hours later?" Hermione asked, as Ron returned from leading another group of old people to their seats.

"Yeah, he went a bit loopy towards the end," George shrugged.

"But before he went loopy," Fred added, "he was the life and soul of the party. He used to down an entire bottle of firewhisky, then run onto the dance floor, hoist up his robes, and start pulling bunches of flowers out of his-,"

"Fred, that's enough," Auden warned, but she was laughing. She could remember the Weasley's Uncle Bilius. It was hard to forget someone like him.

"He sounds like a real charmer," Hermione said.

"Never married, though, for some reason," Ron added.

"Oh, yes, I wonder why that could be." Hermione said, feigning shock.

Mrs. Weasley suddenly came hurrying over with Mr. Weasley and Auden's parents. "You all need to sit down; we're about to start!" she flapped her hands at them to shoo them away.

"Well, hello there, beautiful," Fred said, holding out his arm to Auden. "May I show you to your seat?"

"You may," Auden answered, taking Fred's arm.

Fred grinned and they walked together to their seats in the second row. George and Katie sat down next to them, Harry, Ron, and Hermione behind them. The front row was reserved for the parents of the bride and groom.

Moments later, Bill appeared at the front of the tent, followed by Charlie, who was the best man. Fred wolf-whistled, resulting in giggles from a group of Fleur's veela cousins sitting across the aisle. Auden leaned forward and narrowed her eyes at them. She had seen them arrive earlier and had felt somewhat glad that it was Ron who had shown them to their seats instead of Fred. But now she couldn't help that stupid jealousy from showing itself again.

"Hey, relax," Fred whispered, taking her hand in his and smiling. "We talked about this, remember? Ages ago. I'm not interested in any veela."

"But they can-" Auden began.

"Shh," Fred interrupted. "I still don't want them. And if you see me drooling over one, march over and rip her hair out. You have my permission."

"I'd ruin the wedding," Auden said. "Can you imagine? Me in a catfight with one of Fleur's cousins? Your mother probably wouldn't forgive me."

Fred shrugged. "She would on account of the fact that you had a good reason. It's me she'd never forgive for breaking your heart, even if I didn't know what I was doing because of that weird veela magic." He looked at her and crossed his eyes, making a goofy face. Auden couldn't help but giggle.

"Sorry," she whispered.

Fred shook his head and grinned. "Don't be. I understand why you feel the way you do. And it's kind of cute."

"Yeah?" Auden whispered as Fred leaned in a bit closer.

"Mm," he answered, closing the distance between them and giving her a light kiss. Auden smiled and sat back in her chair, but didn't have time to answer because music had started to play.

"Oh, look," Hermione whispered.

Every head turned to look at the back of the tent. Fleur's mother was walking up the aisle, followed by Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Once they had reached their seats, Ginny and then Gabrielle began to walk up the aisle. Fleur appeared a second later. She seemed to be gliding down the aisle instead of walking. Auden tore her eyes away from Fleur to look at Bill. She smiled at the look on his face.

"Look at Bill," she said, nudging Fred. "He looks so happy."

"Happier than happy," Fred grinned.

Auden smiled happily as she looked at Bill's expression. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Fred turn to look at her. "What?" she asked, giggling slightly as she glanced at him.

"Think that'll be us one day?" he asked.

Auden blushed. "I don't know. I'd like to hope so..."

"Me too," Fred said, intertwining their fingers. Auden blushed even more.

"Ladies and gentleman," said a small, old wizard, once Fleur had reached the end of the aisle and was standing by Bill's side. "We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of two people…"

"Oh, yes, my tiara sets off the whole thing nicely," said Muriel from a few rows behind Auden and Fred. "But I must say that Genevra's dress is far too low cut."

"Yes, I agree," said another old woman next to Murial. "When I got married…"

"You wore a dress that covered all the way up to your chin," Fred finished in a whisper to Auden, who giggled.

"Do you, William Arthur Weasley," continued the small wizard marrying Bill and Fleur, "take Fleur Isabelle Delacour to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do," Bill whispered.

"And do you, Fleur Isabelle Delacour, take William Arthur Weasley to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I do," Fleur answered, her eyes shining with happiness. Auden squeezed Fred's hand tighter and glanced over at him. He shot her a smile and she smiled back.

"Then I now pronounce you husband and wife," the wizard said. "You may now kiss the bride."

As Bill leaned down to kiss Fleur, the balloons hanging above their heads popped, and a group of doves flew out. Bill grabbed Fleur in his arms and spun her around, resulting in a series of giggles.

Everyone was standing up and clapping now, and magically, the chairs disappeared, the tent walls vanished, and a dance floor appeared under their feet.

"Nice," Fred said in approval. "Let's go find a table." He grabbed Auden's hand and led the way across the tent, George and Katie right behind them. They took a seat not too far from a table occupied by Harry, Ron, Hermione and Luna. Luna was wearing a bright yellow dress.

"Hello Auden," Luna said, waving.

"Hi Luna. I like your dress, it's very bright."

"Daddy says that it is good luck to wear yellow to a wedding," Luna said.

"Yeah, bright colors are nice," Auden answered.

"Yes, but yellow specifically is the best color for a wedding. And look, one of the garden gnomes bit me!"

"Do you need a bandage or something?" Fred asked, peering at Luna's hand.

"Oh, no, Daddy says gnome bites are very healthy."

"Okay, but, er, don't mention that to my mum. George and I were supposed to get rid of the gnomes-,"

"Did you?" Auden asked, raising an eyebrow.

"We did…mostly," Fred shrugged.

"I consider myself very lucky to have been bit by a garden gnome. They're funny creatures, don't you agree?" Luna asked.

"Um, yeah, they are," Fred answered.

The band started playing a song just then, and Bill led Fleur to the dance floor. Minutes later, they were joined by other people including Ron and Hermione. Auden watched Bill and Fleur dance with a small smile on her face.

"Come on, let's dance," Fred said excitedly, leading Auden to a corner of the dance floor.

"So, when are we starting Potterwatch?" Auden asked as Fred spun her around.

"Soon, probably in the next few weeks," Fred answered, pulling her to him again. "The password thing was actually a great idea because that helps to make sure Death Eaters won't be able to hear us."

"What happens if they do?" Auden asked.

"Well, we'll figure something out," Fred answered quickly.

They danced for a few more dances before Fred offered to go get drinks. "I'll be back soon. Don't go anywhere," he said.

"No promises," Auden joked. "You better hurry up or I'll be miles away by the time you get back." She laughed as Fred speed walked through the crowd of people.

"Are you enjoying yourself, Auden dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked, appearing behind Auden.

"Yeah, I am. It's a really great wedding, Mrs. Weasley."

"Thank you dear," she answered. "It was-," but she was interrupted by a large silver Patronus shaped like a lynx appeared in the center of the dance floor. The crowd of guests formed a circle around it and the tent went silent.

The Patronus opened its mouth and Kingsley's voice echoed through the tent. "The Ministry has fallen. Scrimgeour is dead. They are coming." The lynx faded into a wisp of smoke, but Kingsley's words seemed to echo around the tent. There was silence a moment longer before everything erupted into chaos. People were screaming and trying to leave before the Death Eaters got there.

Auden was beginning to panic. How was she going to find Fred in this mess? She began pushing through people towards the other side of the tent. Finally, she saw Fred, pushing his way towards her. "Fred," she gasped, rushing into his arms. He held her close as they watched the wedding guests running and Disapparating. The lanterns were exploding and small fires were starting up all around the tent. Auden buried her face in Fred's chest as a lantern exploded right beside them.

"Come on," Fred said, pulling Auden towards the tent exit, "we need to at least get outside the tent." He closed his hand firmly on her wrist. "Stay close."

They hadn't moved two feet before a Death Eater materialized in front of them. It looked like they weren't going anywhere.


A/N: The title of this chapter came from the song All About Us by He is We.