We Belong Together
By: Marauders-rock-my-socks
First of all, I'd like to thank my reviewers: Spexy, safinette, and colorado-chick. Thanks again for supporting my story and bothering to read it. I'm sorry by the way for making you all wait for this next part since I've actually been pretty busy this week.
Second, I hope more will be interested to read after changing the summary. I admit the old one was filled with wrong grammar, and well, pretty much stank.
Last, like i said in the first installment this is a one-shot i cut into 3 because itwas too long. So, this will now be PART 2 OF 3
Disclaimer: I still dont own anything...
We Belong Together (2/3)
Previously...
"DARLING, YOU LOOK STUNNING!" a tall woman cried as the large oak doors opened. Looking somewhat like the bride, she too had blonde hair, and a slender body- despite being twenty three years older. Even with a body looking much younger than what was fit for a forty-five mother, she had soft yet sophisticated features, as well as her infamous sharp hazel orbs.
"Mum! What're you-" Out of nowhere, Katie was suddenly caught in a bone-crushing hug with her mother, having a slight problem with breathing.
"C'mon now Kiera, you don't want to ruin her dress, hair, and make-up do you?" Another voice stated from behind the two, amusement very much obvious in the tone.
Turning around, Katie caught sight of a man, around fifty years of age- though it not being obvious-, his dark brown hair mixed with a bit of gray, tailor-made tuxedo fit perfectly, and a smirk upon his face as his own green eyes twinkled, much alike hers.
"Dad!"
"Hey there, love" Gregory Bell said, careful as he hugged her. "I have to agree with your mother, you look even more beautiful than I have ever seen you."
"Well, we actually just stopped by to give you something else for you to wear on your wedding" Mrs. Bell said, taking out a large black velvet, square box. "It's something that's been in my family for quite some time, and I think that it'd go well with your dress."
Katie suddenly stopped breathing as soon as she caught sight of one of the most exquisite diamond sets she'd ever seen. Sixty diamonds of different sizes and cuts glittered tremendously, making some people nearby gasp in awe. Each was intricately made, all set carefully on pure silver, making them one of the best pieces in the Le Verangé collection.
(a/n: Katie's mom is a Le Verangé, just in case that confused you.)
"Here, darling, let me put them you." Kiera Bell said softly, quite unusual for the socialite. Moving forward, she slowly put them on her daughter, tears building up slowly in her eyes, before wiping them away. "They look beautiful on you, Katie."
"Thank you. I mean for everything." Katie said, her sincerity shining through from her glazed emerald eyes. Moving forward, a bit stiffly with her dress on, she enveloped both parents.
"You're welcome, pumpkin." Gregory said, before he and his wife simultaneously straightened out their outfits. "Well, your mother and I will be awaiting you in the church. See you later, love."
As soon as the two left, two more very familiar couples entered, making a grin appear on Katie's face.
"Why, is that? No…the Weasley twins in… in tuxes! Oh, what is this world coming to?" she exclaimed dramatically, laughing as she watched the two aforementioned stick out their tongues, only to be reprimanded by their dates.
"George Weasley!" "Fred Weasley!" Alicia Spinnet and Angelina Johnson said simultaneously, looking at their respective dates disapprovingly.
Katie couldn't help but admire how her two best friends looked like in their own gowns- though she did also like how they were able to discipline the two troublemakers even faster than their own mother. Unlike all the other details of the all traditional wedding, she had two maid of honors so that she wouldn't have to pick between one over the other- which she was sure to have brought about, possibly, the next World War.
Clad in form-flattering creations of light mint green silk, satin, and chiffon decorated with emerald green silk ribbons detailing, the gowns were fairly simple yet the slightest details as to the wonderful stitching, choice of cloths, and overall design added once more that bit of style. It was held up by thin straps and was taut until it reached the knees where it was flowing all the way down. And to complement their outfits, both had their hair done in low chignons with a few tendrils framing their faces.
Her eyes shifting to the slightly embarrassed twins, she observed, much to her surprise, how good the two looked when they were all dressed up. Though appearing to just be wearing traditional black tuxedos, it was the small factor of their cufflinks being made of emeralds set into gold that made them go with all the greens and pastels which made up the whole 'spring time' theme.
(a/n: if you research, which I did, one of the Kenmare Kestrels'- which I hope is the right Irish team among the two Lynch belongs to- colors is emerald green. So I decided to play off that with the whole color thing for the wedding and deciding for it to be during spring- aside from the fact that it's best to have it in that season.)
"Sorry for disturbing you in your preparation, but- KATIE YOU LOOK STUNNING!" The others watched in amusement as their fashion and glam addict friend stared at her in awe. "THAT DRESS LOOKS EVEN MORE-"
"ALICIA! FOCUS!" Angelina commanded as their brunette friend blushed slightly. "Anyway, we just came to tell you congratulations."
The three best friends shared sincere smiles as they met in a huge group hug, making the boys whine, complaining how they were getting all too sentimental. But of course, as usual, the girls didn't even hear anything.
"We're just really happy that you've found someone whom you love enough to spend the rest of your life with. And lucky you, he loved you back and it had to be Mr. rich-handsome-and-successful-quidditch star!"
"But really, Katie, we're really so glad for you." Alicia said solemnly, a small smile upon her face. As all girls do, the old friends started to shed a few tears, laughing for some unknown reason as they did. "We hope that you and Aiden will still be as in love as you both are now five, ten, fifty years from now."
"Thank you so much." Opening her arms wide, Katie beckoned the girls for another hug, when two voices interrupted.
"Hey, what about us?"
"Aren't you going to thank us as well?"
Pivoting from their spots, the women all saw Fred and George pouting like five year olds, brows furrowed deeply together, and arms crossed tightly across their chests.
"I didn't forget about you two big babies. C'mon, join in then."
All broke out into laughter as they collided against each other, like they did when they were still in Hogwarts, all their worries merely revolving around quidditch, exams, homework, and detentions.
"Do you need any more help, Kates?" The two maid of honors had stayed behind to lend a hand while the two Weasleys took off to visit the famous groom.
"Not really, I'm pretty much done. But you can check on the other bridesmaids in the other room."
"Anyone we know?"
"But most importantly, is there anyone famous there?" Alicia prompted, her blue eyes practically brimming with hope.
"I'm not really sure if we know anyone there, considering the two mothers made the guest list- insisting that they knew who was who in society. And as for your question, Alicia, I believe Viktor Krum's sister is there."
And just like the wind, the brunette dashed off, pulling Angelina along with her. Katie laughed at her friends' antics, noting that some things never do change.
"Katie, they were your last visitors." Claire stated as she approached her after some time. "Now, I just have to go over with you what will happen after the actual wedding."
Leaving the still busy suite, Katie followed her secretary past some of the forty fully furnished bedrooms in the old family stone manor before finally stopping in front of another set of oak doors, which Katie remembered to be a ballroom.
Pushing the doors open, Claire started talking once more, occasionally using several hand gestures referring to some of the baggage being packed with clothes and then sent out. "After the wedding rites, a coach will once more lead you to the reception area a minutes before the guests will arrive in their own carriages. There, you will meet Donovan, Kristal, Hugo, Danielle, and Trish- the five stylists from a while ago- who will help you freshen up. Monsieur De Frangé, as I learned, will also be ready there to give you another dress which you are to change to." Waving to her right, she gestured to a beautiful calf-length dress of a rather sheer and light material once more working with the greens and whites.
"You and Mr. Lynch will stay there till round five, so you can watch the sunset. After, you both will bid goodbye and then will once more be led to the muggle part of London and to a private runway. There, the private jet your families bought will be waiting to take you to Paris. Now you don't have to worry about the what to bring. The packing has been started since last week, and we've called all the hotels and resorts to know about the amenities and the weather. So as you can see," Claire gestured to the Louis Vuitton and Gucci luggage stacked upon trolleys (all the product of her mother's 'I love all muggle brands') "you have nothing to worry about. After two weeks there, you'll also spend another two in Italy, another couple of weeks in Greece, then two more in Madrid, fourteen days in the Waldorf Astoria, and finally spend the rest of your two month honeymoon in the castle the Lynch family has given to both of you."
Katie remained speechless as her mind tried to catch up with everything that had been said. Closing her eyes, she scolded herself. She knew that she shouldn't have let these specific details to the two mothers. Breathing out slowly as her eyes fluttered open, only to see Claire talking to someone who appeared to be supervising.
After a while, her personal secretary came back, a content smile upon her face. "I almost forgot to add, Katie, that when you return, the home that you two have been planning to have will already have been built, courtesy of both families."
"Uhm, er, thanks, Claire." She mumbled, her mind still stuck in the part where there was something said about a 'Waldorf Astoria'. Where the bloody hell is that? "What else do I have to do?"
"Let me check" Referring to her clipboard, the brunette leafed through a couple of papers before stopping and glancing at the antique grandfather clock in the corner. "…Nothing, actually, more or less. We just have to get you into the pair of shoes that just arrived today and do the final touch ups. We've actually finished ahead of schedule, so you still have thirty minutes to do whatever you may like before the separate carriage we have for you will arrive to bring you to the cathedral."
"Good, I was actually hoping to go have a short walk."
"I must add though that your mother instructed me earlier to tell you to be careful not to get your dress ruined if you were to do something."
'Mother' "Don't worry, I'll just need a walk around the house to clear my mind."
After having gone back, Katie had gotten into a pair of specially designed (as to not make her feel uncomfortable) off-white satin high heels, and was once more taken care of by the stylists, casting spell after spell to make sure her hair and make up were to stay put until later removed, as well as to ensure her dress wouldn't wrinkle on the way to the altar.
Idly walking down the carpeted hallway, Katie continued to look about her, studying the portraits and other furnishings as though it was the first time she'd been there, when in fact it was most probably the thousandth. Finally stopping, she smiled widely upon seeing once more the large French doors that she knew led to a small balcony. Pushing them open, Katie's smile grew as the cool country breeze swept past her, making her remember the nights she'd spend there to just think or get away from it all.
Carefully, Katie sat on the small wooden bench, her eyes sweeping past the surrounding acres of land that was still part of her family's property before finally focusing on the small woods not to far from the manor.
Trying to clear her mind of everything, Katie closed her eyes, another gentle breeze passing by as she did so. Slightly startled, Katie found that what Angelina and Alicia had said stuck on her mind. '…someone you love enough to spend the rest of your life with' '…you and Aiden will still be as in love as you both are now five, ten, fifty years from now' Frowning, she found it somewhat strange that this is what's been weighing down on her mind. Examining what both had said, Katie reminded herself that of course she loved him- if not, then why did she accept his proposal? Aiden was friendly, intelligent, handsome, forgiving, understanding, adored by her parents, financially stable- what more could any female ask for in a man? But two questions suddenly appeared: 'Did she love him enough to devote the rest of her life to him?' and 'will she still love him after years have passed?'
Once more, Katie's mind flashed back to the different memories she had with Aiden, from the proposal two years ago, the first time she met his family, the many times they both spent together, all the laughter and smiles they shared, the first time he asked her out during a break in the middle of a game, the short period they became friends, until finally to the first time they met during a gathering of all European pro quidditch leagues when she was still with…Oliver.
How did Oliver suddenly pop out again?
Shaking her head for the second time today, Katie opened her eyes, confused how he'd suddenly been mentioned again. Was this some sort of sign that she should be paying attention to? Was she even supposed to be this nervous before her wedding? Slightly alarmed, Katie couldn't help but wonder if she was just having cold feet, like some other brides, or if it was something else.
"Just cold feet." She said firmly with a nod, though she knew that she needed more than that to convince herself it was true. Swiftly standing, Katie guessed that it was best to go, hoping she'd meet Alicia and Ange on the way seeing as how it was more sane to talk about these things than one's self.
Taking in one last breath, she turned, passing through the open doorway once more. Quietly shutting them, Katie was just about to walk back when she realized someone was blocking the way.
All breathing stopped- she wouldn't have been surprised if her heart did as well- as Katie stood there speechless, her mind blank for the first time.
"Hello, Katie."
Dun, dun, dun! Who is the strangerthat suddenly appears? And the plot thickens! Hehe, anyway, I hope ya'll keep on reading and watch out for the last sob installment of 'We Belong Together'