So, the idea behind this story should be obvious.
Some weddings are going to be 3-4 chapters, some only 1, etc etc
Chapters WILL be labelled.
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Chapter notes:
As is usual when I write a Teddy+Harry fic, Andromeda is not present. Invent a reason at your own leisure.
Teddy was, once again, nervous. After talking with Bill in July, he spent weeks trying(and failing) to think of an idea. He finally enlisted the help of Uncle George, admitting he had no idea what to do.
And George, being George, had the 'perfect' plan. He had borrowed the ring box for a few hours, and when he returned it, promised 'nothing dangerous'.
That made Teddy even more nervous.
He had no idea what to say to Victoire, who was sitting next to him, staring up at the stars.
"So, uh..." Teddy said, withdrawing the box from his pocket. "I have something for you."
She looked at him, tilting her head in curiosity. "Do you?" She asked.
He handed her the box, and her light eyes widened. She opened the box, and Teddy braced for George's additions, and he wasn't surprised in the least when the box lit up and tiny fireworks shot upwards.
They exploded in tiny letters in front of the pair, spelling out simply:
Will you marry me?
Victoire turned to stare at Teddy as the fireworks hovered.
"I didn't know about that." Teddy said quickly.
"But, was that your question?" She asked.
"Uh- yes?"
Victoire smiled, and nodded. "Then, yes. I'll marry you." She said, withdrawing his mother's ring from box and slipping it on her finger, where it fit perfectly. She leaned over, kissing him as the fireworks exploded once more, creating a mini-show for the newly engaged pair, spelling out "She said yes!".
Teddy made a mental note to ask what would have happened if Victoire had said no.
It turned out, that had she said no, they would have zapped her lightly- and George admitted that using his niece as a tester for his newest line of products was not a well thought out plan.
The week of the wedding arrived almost two years later, after month after month after month of planning. Fleur had looked absolutely horrified at the idea that each of Victoire's bridesmaid(every female cousin, while her sister would be her Maid of Honour) would wear a different colour. Seven different colours would be standing next to Victoire- Dominique in red, Molly II in blue, Lucy in a light yellow, Lily Luna in green, Rose in purple and Roxanne in pink. Harry would be standing beside Teddy as best man, wearing a red tie to match his niece, who he would be walking with. James Sirius would wear a blue tie to walk with Molly II, Albus Severus a yellow tie to walk with Lucy, Hugo would wear green to match Lily Luna, Fred II would wear purple to match Rose, and Louis would wear a pink tie to match Roxanne.
Fleur would be wearing silver, as mother of the bride. Ginny had cried when Teddy asked her to wear a silver dress as well- to represent his mother. Bill had initially been against wearing a suit, but relented, and would be wearing a simple black tie, just like Teddy(although Harry doubted that the ties would remain tied all night on any of the men or teenagers).
They had chosen to use the back garden of Andromeda's old house and would simply raise a big white tent there, where both the reception and ceremony would be. Hermione had been working on seating charts for the ceremony, and she had Bill and Fleur sitting to one side of the aisle and Ginny would sit on the other- with two chairs that would have enchanted candles burning, simply to represent the parents that couldn't attend. But the rest would mixed with other Weasleys and old Order members, because as Teddy said: "Haven't we all already been one family this entire time?" and Hermione knew was right, this wasn't two families becoming one. They were already one large family.
Kingsley had been asked to officiate, which he took as an extremely high honour. Teddy had wanted it to be as Muggle as possible- which meant no magic bonding, no phoenix wedding cake, no floating champagne. Absolutely everything was set up to look non-magical to the Muggles that would be working the event.
Even the food and alcohol(which Fleur had, at first, frowned upon but eventually encouraged) would be Muggle. Harry didn't understand why Teddy and Victoire had decided this, but he liked the idea.
As best man, Harry had been in charge of Teddy's "stag night"(a term that was never used without a large amount of laughter from any Weasley/Potter family member present), but owing to the fact every single one of the groomsmen were underage( and some as young as 14), they simply stayed in. Joined by George, Bill, Percy, Charlie and Ron- the men had ordered food that their wives would have frowned at and played card games most of the night, the adults having a bit of firewhiskey while the ones still underage were restricted to Butterbeer.
Harry, not wanting Teddy to miss out, had taken him a few hours before- with Bill, George and Charlie- on a pub crawl, which had happened before every single wedding in the family's past.
The pub crawl, and drinking at home had turned the night into a full blown drinking binge, and Harry was glad it was still three days before the wedding, or Teddy would be extremely hungover at his own wedding.
And somehow, after the underage teens had abandoned the adults for bed in the spare rooms of Grimmauld Place, Percy's karaoke machine wound up in the Potter living room. It hadn't been seen by anyone for nearly ten years, but with a few spells, it worked perfectly.
Bill had gotten drunk enough to loosen up enough to sing ABBA's Dancing Queen, Percy had absolutely slaughtered(and not in a good way) Baha Men's Who Let The Dogs Out?, and Harry and Teddy had teamed up on Aqua's Barbie Girl(neither would ever admit which parts they had sung). Somehow Journey's Don't Stop Believing had happened as well, but Harry could not remember who had chosen or sung it.
All choices that the men would regret come morning, but would be thankful none of the women had witnessed. They wouldn't ask what happened at Victoire's night, and the ladies wouldn't ask about Teddy's.
George had horrified them all by singing some terrible Celestina Warbeck, and it was surprising that he knew every single word.
"I'm just sayin'." George slurred, as he flopped onto the couch after he had finally given up the song. "Fred woulda loved this. He woulda thought of somethin' more to do- prank the kids or somethin'."
"Let's do it, then." Teddy said, looking up at George from where he was sitting on the floor, leaning against the couch. "Let's prank 'em. Change their hair to match their ties-"
"As much as I'd love red hair, we don't need more Weasleys." Harry commented. "I'm really proud of you, Ted, you know that? Really, really proud."
"I shoulda punched him." George said.
"Who?" Bill asked. "Teddy?"
"Nah, V-voldemort." George replied. "Punched his stupid face. He took my twin and m-my ear, and Teddy's parents. Shoulda punched him, Harry."
"I'm older than Remus was when he died- it feels so wrong." Harry said, his voice a little slurred as some words took a slight hiss as well. "Like I took the age from him."
"Nah." Teddy responded. "It was Voldemort that took their ages."
There was a few minutes of silence before Harry spoke. "It's nearly 5am, we should sleep before the ladies come and take over the house again." He said, standing slowly.
The others mumbled in agreement. Since the kids that didn't normally live at Grimmauld were sharing rooms, there was enough room for everyone to stay without having to go home drunk. And that was good, because they all barely managed to make it to bed, there was no way Flooing or Apparating would have been a good idea.