Look! I've finished the rest of this chapter!
Okay, so nobody is confused: this is the second part of the previous chapter. The next post will be chapter four, so we'll call this chapter three: part two.
I'm already getting started on the next chapter, which will definitely be out sooner than this thing was, lol.
And to my lovely reviewers: hopeforthefuture, Lyny Angell (hmm, I'll definitely look into adding something more to the Lupin family background), Letishia (I'm still kicking! And I'll try to work in some backstory on Remus's parents, later on), mrscribble, istarwyn, and starnat. I'm so happy that you allstill like this! And that youliked the Dumbledore idea-thingy:D
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At the Burrow, Molly Weasley was cleaning up her kitchen it had been nearly desecrated when her twin sons had stopped by for lunch – when a tawny owl fluttered in through an open window. It hopped over to where she was putting some plates away in a cupboard and attempted to hoot at her around the white and silver envelope clutched in its beak. Mrs. Weasley took the envelope from it and the owl flew off. She tore it open and scanned the contents of it for a moment before shouting.
"Arthur! They've finally gone and done it!" She cried gleefully.
"What's that, dear?" Arthur Weasley entered the kitchen from the sitting room and took the invitation from his wife. "Remus and Nymphadora... Weasley family invited... marriage..."
Mrs. Weasley grinned at her husband. "It's about time."
Harry Potter sat on a couch in the living room of the small apartment he shared with his best friend, Ron Weasley, re-reading the invitation that had arrived with the post owl. Hermione Granger, who had stopped by for tea and to visit her boyfriend Ron, asked what had him so captivated.
Harry handed her the invitation with an excited look on his face. "See for yourself."
She read it, and jumped up to hug Ron – who had just came in with a sandwich – with great enthusiasm. "This is wonderful! They're perfect for each other!"
Ron pried himself from Hermione's arms with a bewildered look directed at Harry. The two excused themselves from the room as she launched into an analysis on just how compatible Remus and Tonks were.
Gazing at his formal invitation to Remus and Tonks's wedding, Albus Dumbledore smiled contentedly. He had been delighted when the pair had approached him earlier to ask if he could perform the ceremony, and he had readily agreed.
Just maybe, he thought, the wizarding world was becoming a happier place again.
The look that had once terrorized teachers and students of Hogwarts alike made an appearance once more on the faces of Fred and George Weasley.
"This is going to be excellent," George said to his twin, glancing at the wedding invite.
Fred heartily agreed with him. "I've got big plans concerning one Remus Lupin and an incredibly rowdy bachelor party."
George grinned at his brother. "Do these grand plans include nearly shattering the hard-earned reputation of our former professor?"
Fred thought for a moment before replying. "Indubitably."
Tonks sat alone in her apartment, sipping tea and reading the R.S.V.P.s that had been trickling in over the past few days. She was incredibly pleased with the fact that every one of them so far had the small "yes" box checked off.
Remus was spending the day searching for wedding robes with Arthur Weasley. For all Tonks knew, Arthur was probably talking him into purchasing a bright orange muggle tuxedo to wear on his wedding day. Arthur himself would probably arrive in a periwinkle blue tux and top hat. Tonks hoped not. Orange wasn't really Remus's colour.
She set the R.S.V.P.s in a pile and made her way to her bedroom, her mind focusing on what exactly she was going to wear. Tonks sat down on the floor at the foot of her bed in front of a large, hand-painted trunk. It was a hope chest, made for her by her father when she was a little girl. Over the years, she had placed mementos in it; pictures, special toys or knick-knacks, garments, and things that represented what she hoped for in her future. What she was looking for now was probably in a family album near the bottom.
Tonks opened the chest and rummaged through old memories until she found the dust-covered book. She thumbed through pages of parties and holidays until she found the one she was looking for. The moving image showed a seven-year-old Nymphadora, absolutely swimming in her mother's wedding gown. A much younger Andromeda Tonks was picking up her daughter and swinging her around, the long train of the dress completely obscuring her short legs.
She studied the white dress her younger self was wearing, remembering that day fondly. Tonks had nagged her mother endlessly until she finally relented and dressed the eager metamorphmagus up in her wedding gown. She considered the dress. While it was beautiful – if a bit out-dated – and she was sure her mother would be more than happy to let her borrow it, it just wasn't what she wanted for her own wedding day.
Tonks took the photograph from the album back to her kitchen with her, gathering a quill and parchment on her way. She placed the picture in an envelope along with a quickly-scrawled- not which read:
"Mum,
I think it's time we started shopping for my own dress.
Love you bunches,
Nymphadora"
"Arthur, this really isn't my style. I was thinking about something a little more traditional," Remus looked at the mirror in distaste at the muggle outfit Arthur had him try on. "It's just so... bright."
"Really, Remus, it's quite dashing. Think how spiffy you'll look, walking down the "
"No, Arthur."
"Oh, but just have a look at the hat!"
"Not. A. Chance."
Tadaa!
It's not as long as it would have been had I posted it with the first part, but oh well. The next chapter should be longer, as Andromeda, Molly, Hermione and Ginny get to turn Tonks into Bridal Barbie. Heehee. This is way too much fun.
Lemme know what you thought!
Kendal Rose
