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AN: Wow, I've had seven reviews since last time. Maybe this was because I've been away for a week. This chapter is another point of view again, but who is it?

Chapter 12: Wedding

"Ow! Stop it. It hurts!" cried Narcissa, as the brush caught on yet another tangle. My aunt had told everyone to keep a close eye on my cousin Sirius during the wedding, so he had decided to carry out his prank early. Narcissa and Regulus had ended up covered in wet flour. I had easily managed to clean Regulus up, but Narcissa's hair had ended up all matted together, and I'd been given the unpleasant task of combing it all out.

"If you'd keep your head still, it would be over much sooner. We only have an hour before the wedding, and we need to get you dressed as well," I said to my little sister. She was going to be a bridesmaid at the wedding. Bella would have chosen me as well, but I had been at Hogwarts all year, and unavailable for dress shopping.

I finally got through all of her blonde curls, and helped her into her new dress. It was pink, sparkly and very stylish for girls her age that liked that sort of thing. I tried to imagine a younger Bella wearing one, and couldn't picture it at all – if anyone had tried to dress Bella in a frock like that, they would have seen a very angry girl and a torn up dress within minutes! I fixed her hair so that the front was neat, and the back fell down behind her, telling her to go downstairs. Then I got dressed myself.

The wedding would be held in a small local church, but not one that was frequently used by muggles; the majority of my family would rather die than associate with muggles. The reception party would then be held in a separate hall – one much bigger than our ballroom at home. Our house elves would be taken there to prepare the food beforehand.

I quickly dressed myself in a dark blue dress. It wasn't as pretty as Narcissa's, but then I didn't particularly want to stick out like a sore thumb. Previously Bella had unhelpfully pointed out to me that it was my house colours, but then I had pointed out that if we all wore house colours, she would be wearing dark green and silver, so she had shut up about it. I did my hair similarly to how I had done Narcissa's and held it in place with a sparkly hairgrip.

I joined my family downstairs. Narcissa, Bella and father had already gone ahead as they all needed to go in the carriage together. I was left with Mother, my two little cousins, and my Aunt and Uncle. My Uncle was hurriedly checking all of the creases and pockets of Sirius's clothing for Zonkos products, and various pranking equipment. It was lucky he had, because a couple of dung bombs were found in the inside turn-ups of his trouser legs.

"You look lovely darling," said my Mother.

"Thank you," I said. Then I took her hand as she apparated to just outside the church where the wedding would take place. I watched as my Aunt appeared holding Regulus, followed by my Uncle, who was holding Sirius.

"It'll be your wedding next," Mother told me. There was no question; just a statement of fact. I wondered whom Mother wanted me to marry. I knew who I wanted it to be, but I knew that no one in my family (except maybe the boys) would agree to it. It simply wouldn't do to have a girl from the Black family marry 'a muggle'.

I drifted into a dreamlike state, thinking about him. The last time I had kissed Ted had been on the Hogwarts express. We had sneaked into an empty carriage, and spent four hours together, before our friends had come looking for us. Luckily I had the sort of friends that wouldn't snitch on me. We'd shared a passionate kiss – he'd been gentle, and we had put our arms around each other. I'd been very disappointed at our sudden interruption. After that, the train had soon pulled into the station, where Narcissa had run up to be and squeezed me in a tight hug.

The arrival of the carriage with Bella and Narcissa in it soon pulled me out of my daydream. My father stepped out first and held out his hand to help Bella out of the carriage. She wore a simple but beautiful white dress, and her black curls fell around her face, showing off her perfect features. The back of the dress was long, and was held off the ground by Narcissa, who looked lovely behind her. We all filed into the church to start the ceremony.

The only interesting part of the ceremony was the kiss near the end. I could feel Regulus fidgeting next to me and wiggling in his seat. I tried hard not to do the same, and looked across to my left to see a very bored-and-fed-up-looking Sirius wedged between his parents. Narcissa spent most of the ceremony standing quietly next to her older sister, staring down at her shoes and moving them slightly to look at the way they sparkled.

I was glad when it was all over, and we headed to the reception party. Aunt Walburga never let go of Sirius's hand the whole time, making sure that there was no chance whatsoever of him messing things up. I laughed as I walked past Regulus, who was standing next to the Macmillan kid. He rolled his eyes at me as the latter boasted all about his latest racing broom and how 'superior' he was, in a rather pompous manner. Poor Regulus was torn between being polite and listening to the lecture, or running away in disgust. I wandered over to where my Mother, Father and Narcissa were all standing.

I watched as Bella danced with Rodolphus, and then as Rabastan had to dance with Narcissa, who was half his height. Then we all swapped partners: Bella danced with father, while I had to take Rabastan's revolting hand. I danced with him for as little time as possible, before retreating from the dance floor.

I looked around for another partner and noticed that the house elves were starting to lay the tables. I spotted Kreacher with a plate laden with tiny triangular sandwiches walking over to the long wooden tables. I watched as he slipped on the polished floor, sending the plate flying. My aunt saw to it, and kicked him, sending him flying out of the door. She followed him, and I heard her yelling at him to stay somewhere and not come out until he was ordered to. I felt a little sorry for him, but there was nothing I could do to help him. Unfortunately, Regulus had other ideas.

I first noticed that Regulus had disappeared when we all sat down to eat dinner. I asked my Uncle where he was, and he didn't seem to know, but sent me off with my Aunt to go and look for him. We looked all over for him and eventually found him in the cellar talking to Kreacher. The boy was comforting Kreacher, and had taken off one of his socks. He was obviously trying to decide whether to free Kreacher or not.

Of course, Aunt Walburga was more furious with Regulus than I'd ever seen her with anyone. She sent me back to the hall to eat dinner, but as I left, I could still hear her yelling and Regulus screaming. I was glad I wasn't Regulus.

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AN: Sorry this wasn't up sooner. I have spent a week in Greece, where it is much hotter than the weather in England (36-44 degrees Celsius). I hope you like this chapter.

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Sadie K