Audrey , staring at a copy of her wedding invitation, felt a sense of accomplishment. She had managed to find a muggle officiant, and a fabric white flower for her hair. She had ordered a white three teired cake with pink and red flowers travelling up the cake. She had been fortunate to find a part-time job at a muggle coffee shop while keeping her job at Flourish and Blotts. Percy had kept her organized with to-do lists and calenders, and she was certain their wedding would go smoothly as long as Percy finalized the seating chart; however, the idea of marriage slightly shocked her. She could easily tolerate her fiancee's stubborness, pride, and mild obsessive compulsive disorder, but she wondered if she could handle arguing about when to have children or if she could stay strong if he was severely ill or injured.

Unfortunately, she didn't know where to turn to reassurance. Her father still mourned his wife's death, so Audrey was relunctant to ask him questions about marriage. Ginny didn't seem to care for her, and Hermione and Fleur hadn't seen enough of her relationship to help her. She felt as if she could turn to Arthur Weasley for advice; however, he was capable to explain the wonders of marriage.

She scrambled through the house until she found a roll of parchment. She quickly wrote a quick note asking Arthur to meet her at the Leaky Cauldron after he got off work. She used Percy's owl, Hermes, to send the letter and prayed for a quick response. A mere hour later, Hermes returned with an envelope tied to its leg. She quickly tied the letter before ripping open the envelope.

Dear Audrey,

I surprised to get your letter, but I understand your concerns. I will inform Molly that I will be a bit late to dinner. I hope you aren't too shaken by the wedding planning. I will see you soon.

-Arthur Weasley

Audrey arrived at the Leaky Cauldron at precisely five fourty-five. She ran her fingers through her dark hair before taking a sip of her butterbeer. She leaned forward as she released a heavy sigh. She mindlessly drank the amber liquid as she stared at the door. Arthur entered the room and Audrey released a sigh of relief.

"Hello, Audrey, how are you today?" Arthur asked as he sat across from her,

"I'm alright," she answered nervously.

"So Audrey, why is marriage giving you such a fright?" he asked.

"I guess, I'm not sure how to handle the obstacles," she answered softly.

"No one ever does," Arthur answered. "Are you having doubts?"

"I think Percy and I are meant to be," she answered with a deep breath, "and I'm not having doubts about him, but...being married." The color drained from Arthur's face, and he was unsure what to tell Audrey. "I just don't know what I'm doing," Audrey said finally before fiddling with her hands and looking down at her feet.

Arthur chuckled as he leaned back in his seat. His blue eyes seemed warmer than seconds before, and his nervousness faded away. "So he's wearing off on you, eh?" he asked.

"I should have listened to George's warnings,"Audrey muttered causing Arthur to laugh harder.

"This is why you and Percy fit perfectly together," he said.

"Pardon me?"

"You weren't nearly as cautious until Percy came into your life, and he couldn't tolerate the slightest bit of teasing. You two bring out different aspects of each other's personalities, and it's important," he explained.

"I don't know how he handles this neuroticism," she said with a giggle. She wondered if Percy also worried about the future as much as she did, and she wished she had discussed her feelings with him. She just wanted her life to be full of joy. It didn't seem too much to ask; however, her mind had been warped and been stuffed with the worst possible scenarios. "What should I do then?" she asked unsure how to handle the anxiety.

"What do you think you need to do?" Arthur asked.

"I need to spend time with Percy," she answered without a second thought. She graciously thanked her future father-in-law for spending time with her. She abandoned the Leaky Cauldron before apparating to her flat. When, she entered her house, she found Percy asleep on the couch.

She knelt down beside him and began to gently tickle his sides. His eyes fluttered open as he squirmed. "And you give me a hard time when Mungojerrie is on the couch. Look where your dirty shoes are," Audrey teased. He sat up, stifled a yawn, and ran a hand through his curly red hair.

"Oh dear," he answered, "I suppose that is a bit hypocritical of me." A tight smile formed on his features as Audrey scooted beside him.

"Well, you seem back to normal," he said planting a kiss on her forehead.

"I think planning a wedding has been harder than me than I cared to admit," she said with a smirk. She curled beside him as he began explaining how excited he was to be getting married to her. Audrey felt as if her nagging thoughts would finally be finally silenced. She knew they were forever bound together. They shared moments that brought out the best in one another, and that was all that mattered.

"Nothing makes me happier than marrying you," she said sincerely.