I was reading my reviews today, and I noticed that someone named Anna Black
has left a message telling me that Harry was born in 1980. Anna, I know he
was born then, but it fits my story better to have him born in whatever
year I made him born in (I think I made it 1986, can't remember). OK? ( I
hope you like the story anyway! Hope you are all enjoying reading it so
far! Please, if you have something to say or ask, review or email. Thanks,
Belle.
Everyone went to bed rather early that night. They knew they wouldn't get the chance to catch up on much sleep for the next few days. Harry and Remus both had dreamless sleep, but Anya and Sirius was tossing and turning half the night, both having similar dreams about their noses growing longer and longer, and still not finding the person they love.
Harry awoke on Saturday morning to the sounds of Sirius and Remus arguing about whom had the portkey to the wedding. Percy had decided these would be better for people to get to the wedding, as it was much less conspicuous. So each invitee had been sent a small portkey, the one Harry got sent was oversized refrigerator magnet of a banana. Sirius claimed he had given the portkey to Remus because 'who in their right mind would leave it in my care!'. Remus was inclined to agree with Sirius, but was sure he didn't have the banana. Anya wandered into the kitchen, wearing lilac and lime, long stripey PJ bottoms and a lilac singlet top. Her hair was in a messy topknot.
"Morning," she said sleepily, pouring herself a cup of coffee. She walked over to the fridge.
"Ahh, mustn't forget this today!" she said, pointing to the banana magnet, which was sitting on the fridge's exterior. The men topped their fighting and looked over in disbelief at her.
"What?" she asked, unsure of why they were giving her such strange glances. Both men shook their heads at her.
"So, are you all packed?" Remus asked Anya.
"Yep, finished it all yesterday!" she was quite pleased with herself.
"What about you Padfoot?"
"Errr, I'll do it after breakfast," Sirius mumbled, expecting a lecture from one of them.
"Well you'd better do it after breakfast, because if I know you, you'll be too hung-over to do it tomorrow!" with that, Anya drained the last of her coffee, set the cup in the sink, and waltzed upstairs, obviously in a happy mood.
"She's in a good mood!" Harry commented, walking downstairs as she went up.
"Yeah, weddings tend to do that to women," Remus explained mysteriously. Harry shrugged and spread marmalade on his toast.
The wedding was due to start at 4:00pm, so Anya made everyone bring their trunks and anything else they needed for Hogwarts downstairs at 2 o'clock. She checked everything off on her list.
"Right, that's it. I'm going to get ready. No interruptions, be ready by 3:30, ok?" she skipped off without waiting for an answer.
"You do realise we're not going to get the bathroom for at least another hour don't you?" Remus asked. Sirius pulled out a pack of cards, the normal kind.
"Poker anyone?" he grinned.
A half-hour later, when Anya called out the bathroom was free, Sirius was the first out of his chair. He was losing quite badly and needed the break.
"Lucky we were only playing with Monopoly money Sirius!" Harry called after him. Remus clapped him on the back.
"That man is a walking financial disaster! No wonder Anya used to manage his money for him," Remus looked stricken as soon as the words were out of his mouth.
"So they were a pretty serious couple?" Harry asked.
"Oh yeah, it wasn't just puppy love," Remus said, stopping as Anya entered the room in her silky light-blue bathrobe.
"Anya, I think those robes are a little.... risque for a wedding," Remus said, as nicely as he could. She looked puzzled for a moment.
"This is my bath robe, I'm looking for my wand. My real robes are a little wrinkled!" she found what she was looking for, and took off upstairs again, laughing as she went.
"Shower's free!" Sirius called.
When Remus, Sirius and Harry were assembled at the bottom of the stairs at half-past 3, Sirius looked triumphant.
"Ha! Telling us to be ready, and where is she?" he said. Remus tapped him on the shoulder, and pointed up toward the top of the staircase. Anya was slowly walking down, trying not to trip over her heels. Sirius almost gasped outloud when he saw her. She looked beautiful. Her robes were pale aqua chiffon, and they floated over her dress on stiff aqua satin. The dress was strapless, and went straight down to her ankles, there was a knee- high split on each side, so she could move. It hugged her curvy figure perfectly. Her hair was in a loose French roll, with sections pulled back randomly at the top. Tendrils trailed out at the back. Sirius let out a wolf-whistle, and Remus gave her a wink.
"Oh stop it you two!" she exclaimed, laughing. She linked arms with Harry and Remus.
"Ready to go?" she asked. The men nodded.
"Right then, everyone touch the banana!" she instructed. Sirius snorted with laughter.
"Sicko!" she teased him. They arrived at the wedding to be ushered to their seats straight away. Hermione sat next to Harry. She was wearing deep purple, fitted dress robes. Her hair was straight.
"You look good!" Harry whispered to her as the music started.
"So do you!" she whispered back. Harry was wearing his navy blue silk dress robes, with trousers and long white shirt underneath. Looking around, he could see most of the other men wearing the same thing. The wedding went off without a hitch. Ron only grimaced once when he walked down the aisle, and that was when Mrs Weasley took a photo of him with his 'stupid lovey- dovey' robes on.
Penelope wore a white corset and skirt style dress. She looked beautiful, as all brides do. Percy was wearing black dress robes, and trousers, tie and white button-down shirt. Everyone clapped when the happy couple said 'I do' and when they walked back down the aisle, Percy looked the most emotional that Harry had ever seen him.
Later, at the reception, Harry got the chance to congratulate the happy couple. Anya went with him, and when Penelope saw her, she almost burst into tears of happiness.
"Thankyou so much. If you hadn't talked to me.." she trailed off, knowing Anya would know what she meant. The two hugged, while the boys looked puzzled. Meanwhile, Fred and George came over, along with Bill.
"You looked sensational Anya!" Charlie announced, pulling her onto the dance floor. She laughed, as he pulled her into a dip. Fred and George looked on enviously. Ron and Hermione joined the group.
"You two have your own dates here. Pick your jaws up off the ground!" Hermione instructed them. The twins dutifully walked over to Angelina and Alicia, and asked them to dance. Both girls accepted, but looked wary. They were aware of Fred and George's unconventional dancing styles. Ron and Hermione, Ginny and Harry soon joined the masses on the floor. The meal was served, and toasts were made. Ron thought he should've been thanked for wearing these 'god-awful robes'. Hermione poked him in the ribs and he hushed though. The MC's voice was heard.
"And now, please welcome the bride and groom, Mr and Mrs Percy Weasley, for their first dance as husband and wife!" people applauded politely, watching the new couple dance so happily in each other's arms. The dancing continued long into the night, many Ministry officials were carted home, drunk, by their angry wives. Children present were sleeping in their parent's arms, but there were still people on the dance floor. Anya had been sitting, talking to Mrs Weasley, when she was interrupted by Sirius.
Everyone went to bed rather early that night. They knew they wouldn't get the chance to catch up on much sleep for the next few days. Harry and Remus both had dreamless sleep, but Anya and Sirius was tossing and turning half the night, both having similar dreams about their noses growing longer and longer, and still not finding the person they love.
Harry awoke on Saturday morning to the sounds of Sirius and Remus arguing about whom had the portkey to the wedding. Percy had decided these would be better for people to get to the wedding, as it was much less conspicuous. So each invitee had been sent a small portkey, the one Harry got sent was oversized refrigerator magnet of a banana. Sirius claimed he had given the portkey to Remus because 'who in their right mind would leave it in my care!'. Remus was inclined to agree with Sirius, but was sure he didn't have the banana. Anya wandered into the kitchen, wearing lilac and lime, long stripey PJ bottoms and a lilac singlet top. Her hair was in a messy topknot.
"Morning," she said sleepily, pouring herself a cup of coffee. She walked over to the fridge.
"Ahh, mustn't forget this today!" she said, pointing to the banana magnet, which was sitting on the fridge's exterior. The men topped their fighting and looked over in disbelief at her.
"What?" she asked, unsure of why they were giving her such strange glances. Both men shook their heads at her.
"So, are you all packed?" Remus asked Anya.
"Yep, finished it all yesterday!" she was quite pleased with herself.
"What about you Padfoot?"
"Errr, I'll do it after breakfast," Sirius mumbled, expecting a lecture from one of them.
"Well you'd better do it after breakfast, because if I know you, you'll be too hung-over to do it tomorrow!" with that, Anya drained the last of her coffee, set the cup in the sink, and waltzed upstairs, obviously in a happy mood.
"She's in a good mood!" Harry commented, walking downstairs as she went up.
"Yeah, weddings tend to do that to women," Remus explained mysteriously. Harry shrugged and spread marmalade on his toast.
The wedding was due to start at 4:00pm, so Anya made everyone bring their trunks and anything else they needed for Hogwarts downstairs at 2 o'clock. She checked everything off on her list.
"Right, that's it. I'm going to get ready. No interruptions, be ready by 3:30, ok?" she skipped off without waiting for an answer.
"You do realise we're not going to get the bathroom for at least another hour don't you?" Remus asked. Sirius pulled out a pack of cards, the normal kind.
"Poker anyone?" he grinned.
A half-hour later, when Anya called out the bathroom was free, Sirius was the first out of his chair. He was losing quite badly and needed the break.
"Lucky we were only playing with Monopoly money Sirius!" Harry called after him. Remus clapped him on the back.
"That man is a walking financial disaster! No wonder Anya used to manage his money for him," Remus looked stricken as soon as the words were out of his mouth.
"So they were a pretty serious couple?" Harry asked.
"Oh yeah, it wasn't just puppy love," Remus said, stopping as Anya entered the room in her silky light-blue bathrobe.
"Anya, I think those robes are a little.... risque for a wedding," Remus said, as nicely as he could. She looked puzzled for a moment.
"This is my bath robe, I'm looking for my wand. My real robes are a little wrinkled!" she found what she was looking for, and took off upstairs again, laughing as she went.
"Shower's free!" Sirius called.
When Remus, Sirius and Harry were assembled at the bottom of the stairs at half-past 3, Sirius looked triumphant.
"Ha! Telling us to be ready, and where is she?" he said. Remus tapped him on the shoulder, and pointed up toward the top of the staircase. Anya was slowly walking down, trying not to trip over her heels. Sirius almost gasped outloud when he saw her. She looked beautiful. Her robes were pale aqua chiffon, and they floated over her dress on stiff aqua satin. The dress was strapless, and went straight down to her ankles, there was a knee- high split on each side, so she could move. It hugged her curvy figure perfectly. Her hair was in a loose French roll, with sections pulled back randomly at the top. Tendrils trailed out at the back. Sirius let out a wolf-whistle, and Remus gave her a wink.
"Oh stop it you two!" she exclaimed, laughing. She linked arms with Harry and Remus.
"Ready to go?" she asked. The men nodded.
"Right then, everyone touch the banana!" she instructed. Sirius snorted with laughter.
"Sicko!" she teased him. They arrived at the wedding to be ushered to their seats straight away. Hermione sat next to Harry. She was wearing deep purple, fitted dress robes. Her hair was straight.
"You look good!" Harry whispered to her as the music started.
"So do you!" she whispered back. Harry was wearing his navy blue silk dress robes, with trousers and long white shirt underneath. Looking around, he could see most of the other men wearing the same thing. The wedding went off without a hitch. Ron only grimaced once when he walked down the aisle, and that was when Mrs Weasley took a photo of him with his 'stupid lovey- dovey' robes on.
Penelope wore a white corset and skirt style dress. She looked beautiful, as all brides do. Percy was wearing black dress robes, and trousers, tie and white button-down shirt. Everyone clapped when the happy couple said 'I do' and when they walked back down the aisle, Percy looked the most emotional that Harry had ever seen him.
Later, at the reception, Harry got the chance to congratulate the happy couple. Anya went with him, and when Penelope saw her, she almost burst into tears of happiness.
"Thankyou so much. If you hadn't talked to me.." she trailed off, knowing Anya would know what she meant. The two hugged, while the boys looked puzzled. Meanwhile, Fred and George came over, along with Bill.
"You looked sensational Anya!" Charlie announced, pulling her onto the dance floor. She laughed, as he pulled her into a dip. Fred and George looked on enviously. Ron and Hermione joined the group.
"You two have your own dates here. Pick your jaws up off the ground!" Hermione instructed them. The twins dutifully walked over to Angelina and Alicia, and asked them to dance. Both girls accepted, but looked wary. They were aware of Fred and George's unconventional dancing styles. Ron and Hermione, Ginny and Harry soon joined the masses on the floor. The meal was served, and toasts were made. Ron thought he should've been thanked for wearing these 'god-awful robes'. Hermione poked him in the ribs and he hushed though. The MC's voice was heard.
"And now, please welcome the bride and groom, Mr and Mrs Percy Weasley, for their first dance as husband and wife!" people applauded politely, watching the new couple dance so happily in each other's arms. The dancing continued long into the night, many Ministry officials were carted home, drunk, by their angry wives. Children present were sleeping in their parent's arms, but there were still people on the dance floor. Anya had been sitting, talking to Mrs Weasley, when she was interrupted by Sirius.