The next three months were very stressful for Nikita. Not only was she getting ready for her wedding, she kept having pains in her arm. Once every few days, she would go check on Harry to make sure that he was doing well.
A week before Nikita and Erick's wedding day, she went back to see Professor Dumbledore. She went right after lunch.
When Nikita arrived at the school she saw students meandering the grounds collecting different plants and herbs for their classes. As she walked down the path, the students looked at her.
"Nikita, come here," she heard her father say.
"I am not here to see you," she replied, still walking towards the school.
"I don't care, get your arse over here now!" She kept walking. "I'm speaking to you. I don't care if there students here, I will disapline my own child in front of them if need be."
I said I'm not here to speak with you. I need to speak with Professor Dumbledore about something." Nikita stopped about two yards away from the castle steps.
"You've been coming to see him a lot lately," he said, stoping next to her.
"It's about Lord Voldemort," she replied.
"It can't just be about that. You've been in his office too long to be talking just about that."
"Well, look at how long some of the Order meetings were." she hoped that she would be able to leave at that.
"The order has nothing to do with this. What have you been talking about?"
"If you must know, I've been speaking to him about my wedding. I didn't tell you because I don't want you to be there and ruine it for me and Derick. I've been going to Dumbledore because he's been more of a father to me than you ever have. As I said, I didn't want you to interfeer because you will be the one to ruine my wedding day for me. It's bad enough that Lord Voldemort has been trying to call us."
"So, you don't want me to be at your wedding?" he asked, somewhat bemused.
"No. I wasn't even going to tell you that I was married until after our marriage, for the same reason. Now, if you will excuse me, I need ot go and speak with Professor Dumbledore," Nikita then turned and went into the castle.
Nikita went straight to Dumbledore's office. When she arrived in the actual office, he wasn't there. She sat down in a chair near the door and waited.
Whe nhe arrived, they talked about the final arrangements for the wedding. They even talked about the precautions that they would have to take to ensure that Lord Voldemort wouldn't make it a disaster.
"Thank you for your time, Professor. You don't know how much it means to me," she said as they were finishing up the arrangements.
"Anything, Nikita." He smiled at her.
"So, the rehearsals are Thursday, and the wedding and reception are on Friday."
"I'll be there."
"I'll see you then," Nikita said moving the chair sh was sitting on back to it's origional location.
"Good day, Nikita." Dumbledore then went to his work. Nikita went back home.
A week before Nikita and Erick's wedding day, she went back to see Professor Dumbledore. She went right after lunch.
When Nikita arrived at the school she saw students meandering the grounds collecting different plants and herbs for their classes. As she walked down the path, the students looked at her.
"Nikita, come here," she heard her father say.
"I am not here to see you," she replied, still walking towards the school.
"I don't care, get your arse over here now!" She kept walking. "I'm speaking to you. I don't care if there students here, I will disapline my own child in front of them if need be."
I said I'm not here to speak with you. I need to speak with Professor Dumbledore about something." Nikita stopped about two yards away from the castle steps.
"You've been coming to see him a lot lately," he said, stoping next to her.
"It's about Lord Voldemort," she replied.
"It can't just be about that. You've been in his office too long to be talking just about that."
"Well, look at how long some of the Order meetings were." she hoped that she would be able to leave at that.
"The order has nothing to do with this. What have you been talking about?"
"If you must know, I've been speaking to him about my wedding. I didn't tell you because I don't want you to be there and ruine it for me and Derick. I've been going to Dumbledore because he's been more of a father to me than you ever have. As I said, I didn't want you to interfeer because you will be the one to ruine my wedding day for me. It's bad enough that Lord Voldemort has been trying to call us."
"So, you don't want me to be at your wedding?" he asked, somewhat bemused.
"No. I wasn't even going to tell you that I was married until after our marriage, for the same reason. Now, if you will excuse me, I need ot go and speak with Professor Dumbledore," Nikita then turned and went into the castle.
Nikita went straight to Dumbledore's office. When she arrived in the actual office, he wasn't there. She sat down in a chair near the door and waited.
Whe nhe arrived, they talked about the final arrangements for the wedding. They even talked about the precautions that they would have to take to ensure that Lord Voldemort wouldn't make it a disaster.
"Thank you for your time, Professor. You don't know how much it means to me," she said as they were finishing up the arrangements.
"Anything, Nikita." He smiled at her.
"So, the rehearsals are Thursday, and the wedding and reception are on Friday."
"I'll be there."
"I'll see you then," Nikita said moving the chair sh was sitting on back to it's origional location.
"Good day, Nikita." Dumbledore then went to his work. Nikita went back home.