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". . . And this girl seriously just comes up, asks Sophie if she's marrying Oliver, and just punches her in the face!" I said, mimicking the movements.
"Oh, my god! No way!" gasped Alicia.
"Yes way! Then the girl tackles her to the floor! It was hilarious, and sad at the same time. But I'll never forget it." I had just finished telling Alicia the story of the "bridal shop" incident.
"So, anyway, I'm finished with Fred and Angie's wedding cake, do you want to take it over with me?"
"Sure—"
"But," she interrupted, "I don't know how the bloody hell we're going to get it over there. We can't Floo; it would be covered in soot, and the Knight Bus? No. Also, I don't dare Apparate."
"You know what," I said, jumping in, "what if I Floo over really fast, and invite them over here to eat it? Just us four." She agreed, but quickly ran to her room to make herself decent. I don't know why, it was just Fred and Angelina.
Grabbing a bit of Floo Powder, I stepped into the fireplace and shouted, "Fred and Angelina Weasley!" After a bit of spinning and nearly swallowing soot, I leaped out of their fireplace. I had to rub the ash out of my eyes before I could open them.
"Katie?" I heard a familiar voice screech.
"Yes, Angie, it's Ka—"I looked up after rubbing my eyes and saw Angelina and Fred in the kitchen, she was wearing nothing but an apron and he was wearing nothing but a smile and a frying pan to cover up his "private area."
"Oh, my God!" I quickly yelled, turning the other direction and shielding my eyes, "What the hell are you guys doing?"
"Cooking naked of course!" said Fred excitedly, "Don't tell me you've never done it?"
"Uh...no, and I don't plan to in the near future. Could you please cover up?"
Well, we all had a nice laugh, Angelina and I had nervous laughs, Fred, of course, was all over it. He seemed not to care. They both put on robes and I could finally look at them.
"Alicia and I want to invite you to our place to, well, looks like you've got dinner covered, so just to eat dessert."
"We'd love to!" Fred said, "Can we come in the nude?"
"NO!" Angie and I yelled simultaneously.
After I Flooed back to my place, Angelina and Fred showed up shortly after fully clothed.
"SURPRISE!" Alicia and I both yelled, showing them the wedding cake.
"Oh, my God! You did this for us, Alicia?" Angie asked, admiring the cake.
"Yeah, I figured you guys missed out on the best part of a wedding, so Ta-da!"
The new Weasley couple was able to cut the cake together, shove it in each other's faces, and we all enjoyed it. The cake was semi-complete and we were all full, nearly to explode.
"Ahem," Angelina said, standing up and facing the three of us, "I have an announcement to make."
"Oh, God, don't tell me you're a man!" said Fred. That got a few laughs.
Angelina laughed, "No, no, of course not. If I was a man, I couldn't say this," she got serious, "Fred, I'm pregnant."
A stunned silence filled the room. Fred's jaw dropped, Alicia and I sat with wide eyes, and Angelina was just standing there, a hopeful smile on her face.
"W-What?" stammered Fred.
"Fred, I'm pregnant, we're going to have a baby!"
"You mean like, a person living inside you?"
"No, like a kitten living inside me. Yes a person!" Suddenly Fred jumped up and hugged Angelina tightly.
"I love you!" he said to her.
"Aww, this is so cute," Alicia said, smiling. We both got up and joined the hug. Angelina. Pregnant. With Fred's kid. Oh boy.
Jackson was introducing me to his family. I met his mother, his father, aunt, second cousins, uncles, grandparents, great-grandparents, etc. The smile on my face was fading slightly and Jackson noticed.
"Are you bored?" he asked.
"A little, don't worry, I can hold out."
Jackson thought for a moment, and smiled at me. He took my hand and said, "Come on, I have an idea." He guided me through the crowd and reception hall into the entrance hallway.
"Jack, what are we doing out here?" He looked around for a second and found what he had been looking for, the coat closet. He opened it and pulled me inside. When he shut the door, we were immersed in total darkness.
"Jack, what are you doing?" I asked.
"You said you were bored, time for fun," he said playfully. He wrapped his arms around my waist and we started to kiss. It was gentle and nice, and then we started to snog. I smiled against his lips and he did the same.
"I'm not bored anymore," I whispered. He replied by kissing me again.
We must've lost track of time, we didn't realize how much later it was when someone came in to retrieve his coat.
"Erm...excuse us," Jackson said bashfully. We sidled out of the closet and started to laugh. He looked at his watch and a frown crossed his face.
"Katie, I have to go."
"What? Why?"
"We're opening a store in Scotland, I have to get to a portkey so I can meet up with the owner."
"Oh, Jack . . ." He kissed me once more and started to leave. He turned back and gave me a longer kiss.
"Okay, I really have to go," he said hastily. I smiled and waved him off.
Working my way into the reception area, I spotted the bar. One drink couldn't hurt.
"Oh man, don't you just love weddings?" I asked drunkenly. I had a few drinks, and made friends with the bartender, Tom.
"Yeah, weddings are great. I don't go to them, but I do bartend at them." I let out a hearty laugh and drank down the rest of my drink. Tom automatically refilled me. I sighed loudly.
"You know, I'm not sure this wedding should happen," I said.
"Oh, why not?"
"I don't think I can tell you."
"Come on, you can tell me," he leaned in to talk quietly to me, "are you upset over something?"
"I'm not upset, and I will tell you why I am upset, Tim."
"Tom," he corrected.
"Tom. Tom, the guy I had loved in school is the groom. Crazy, isn't it? But now, now, he's getting married to my boyfriend's sister, one of my very good friends, and I think I might love him again. Ugh, love, it really SUCKS! Wanna know something else?"
"Sure."
"Do you want to know?"
"Yes," he said, smiling.
"Well I'm going to tell you whether you like it or not. He kissed me! Just the other day!"
Tom quickly looked up and started to clean a glass, looking at someone else for a moment, and then he looked back at me, "Well, did you like it?"
"Are you kidding?! I LOVED it! It was amazing!"
He looked up again, and then at me, "So, you're saying you love him? Even though you have a boyfriend?"
"Oh, crap. I forgot I had a boyfriend! Isn't that odd?" I said, starting to laugh.
"Well, I'm sure things will work out in the end, Katie."
"Thank you, Tim."
"Tom."
"Tom. You are a very good guy. You know that? Well, I'm afraid I have to leave you."
I stood up holding a drink in my hand. I raised it above my head and started to speak loudly for everyone to hear.
"Attention! Please, over here. You sir! Eyes! Me! Thank you. Ladies and Gentlemen, I have an announcement to make!"
The last thing I remember was everyone staring at me, and then I suddenly passed out.
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