AN: I don't own any of these characters. I am merely borrowing them from Tolkien.
Wishing you all a happy Yuletide.
Advent Day 23.
White wedding.
It was untraditional, this she knew, but they were an untraditional couple. From their very first meeting, to their courting and now their wedding itself would be memorable. Winter was their time of year. Yule taking on a special place in their hearts for what it meant to them. The elders had been so shocked that they had agreed without question, she couldn't see it happening again, but then there would unlikely be another couple so unique as they.
A Baggins and a Took. And not just any Baggins and Took, but the heirs to both families. Despite Solstice traditions the field surrounding the Party Tree was full of gaily dressed hobbits, which should have been hard considering they were in shades of the palest colours available, they cheerfully gathered in the crisp white snow. Awnings of the richest golden yellow, deep blue, and forest greens- decorated the area. Candles, in rose gold and amber holders, gave warmth to the cool sunlight. The groom, flouting yet more tradition dressed in Dark red and forest-green, embroidered with yellow gold. Beside the alter two wrought yellow-gold holders, displayed flowers carved of the purest form of citrine, transparent opals and amber. The bride dressed in brown fur and rose-gold velvet, an elegant head dress caught up by her curls and clearly not of hobbit make. Flowers, leaves and berries all shaped or carved from gold and amber.
The ceremony was simple, but beautiful and the bonding feast bountiful, despite the time of year.
Bungo stepped away from the crowds of well-wishers and, leaving his new wife sparkling with happiness, walked quietly to the shadows of the Party tree. There he met with a dwarf, one whom his Belladona had always spoken highly of. Yule was a time for spending with family and so stubbornly ignoring the auburn-haired male's protests, he dragged him from the shadows and was rewarded with his wife's delight and the joyful tears, quickly wiped away, of the dwarf.
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Many winters passed and the couple became The Bagginses of Bag End. They were blessed with a healthy baby boy, born in the depths of winter, and once again an auburn-haired dwarf was dragged uncerimoniously in to the light at a family event.
Belladonna and Bungo never tried for another child, and young Bilbo came to see the first snow fall as a chance to see his Unca Ri once again. He cared little for the treats the dwarf brought, instead spent every moment he could with the dwarf. Snows fell and frosts came, and so every year did Nori visit the Bagginses.
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Time passed, Belladona grew distant from the guild and Nori had to leave to protect his brothers. So it was that it was a balmy summer night he next stepped foot in the Shire. Grief held his tongue and he kept himself distant from the new Baggins of Bag End even as they travelled together.
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The day after the Company left Lake Town the first frosts hit and several flakes of snow floated lazily from the pale sky. Nori faced across the water, eyes clamped shut against the tears he could feel forming, unmoving despite calls to move out.
The dwarrrow of the Company of Thorin Oakenshield watched in astonishment as their small burglar slipped a hand into their thief's and his voice clear as crystal floated back to them. "Unca Ri, Máthair is still watching over us. Come tell me a story."
If from that moment the thief was protective of their hobbit, then it didn't matter.
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The next winter, the day before the Yule celebrations began, Bilbo and Nori stood by the side of a flame haired elf as family. Tauriel and Kili were bonded under the winter sun, frost and snow glittering around them, and on her head was a beautiful crown of wrought yellow-gold and amber.
AN: What do you think then? I love to hear your thoughts.