LadyRuthless- This isn't it… wait until the next chapter :)
May 20, 2031
The sun was setting and the orange light bounced off of all of the wine glasses that sat on the table. The idea to have the reception outside of the Burrow was all Angelina's. She looked around at everyone from the head table, which the bride and groom (Sierra and Fred) and their parents sat at. Angelina looked around. She spotted her daughter with her husband at a circular table near the front. She sat with her husband, Jonathan McLaggen, and she was feeding their one-month-old son, Arthur Cormac. Angelina smiled at the vision of her baby feeding a baby. She watched as Art spewed out the bottled milk his mother was feeding him and she watched Roxy, lazy Roxy Weasley; smile as she cleaned him up.
She turned her head to her left to see her son. He had recently decided to get dreads and his hair, in Angelina's opinion, looked like a nappy, twisted birds nest. He was talking to his best man, James. Obviously James said something funny because Fred let out a huge peal of laughter. Angelina also noticed, that even though Fred was joking with James and Sierra was accepting numerous compliments from her aunts-in-law and cousins-in-law, the newlyweds were still holding hands.
Angelina was pulled back to the first twenty-four hours after she and George got married. They got an awfully shitty motel room (they had about sixty bucks in Muggle money) and they literally never got more than five feet from one another and, more times than not, they were in physical contact with each other.
The memory brought a smile to Angelina's face. She turned to her right, expecting to see her husband when she remembered that he had went to the bathroom a while ago.
She searched the crowd for her husband, suddenly eager to hold his hand. She found him talking to his mother. She smiled as she watched him kiss his eighty-one-year old mother. Her telltale orange hair had faded into a steel gray and her full face had lost some of its volume but she was still the matriarch of the Weasley family, her kind brown eyes never changing. Angelina suddenly realized that's she would one day, be a matriarch of her own family. Her children, will one day have numerous children and her grandchildren, will one day, have children. She will be called gram, or grandma, or nana and she would be happy. And really, that's all she could as for.
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