Chapter 49

Her blonde hair was curled to perfection, resting just above her shoulders. The dress was exactly what she dreamed of: white, lacy, beautiful. Tiannah felt tears well in her eyes at the sight of her best friend since eleven years looking so beautiful on such a momentous day. It seemed completely surreal that Hestia Lawrence was going to be a married woman in less than twenty minutes. Tiannah felt tears drip down her cheeks and Hestia, ever in character, snapped at Tiannah about how her mascara would run. The brunette let out a watery chuckle, which Hestia returned, before hugging her friend. Images of Hestia jumping up and down, Hestia being a supportive friend, Hestia dressing Tiannah and Hestia being, well, Hestia, flew around Tiannah's head. Hestia, Hestia, Hestia. It was all about Hestia today. It seemed cruel that Hestia's parents rudely declined an invitation to their own daughter's wedding, but the fact didn't seem to faze her today. Nothing would.

Tiannah's heart fluttered happily as Hestia walked down the aisle, green eyes fixated on the love of her life. Oliver smiled at Tiannah from the other side of the aisle. She returned the grin, before looking back at Hestia. They exchanged vows, and the priest pronounced them husband and wife, sealing their fate with a kiss.

Tiannah and Oliver slowly danced as Ken and Hestia laughed in a corner. The wedding had been the second that Tiannah and Oliver attended, and it was by far the most beautiful. The first, of course, was the marriage of Mark and Monica. Speaking of Monica, Tiannah tore her gaze away from Oliver's brown eyes and at Theo and Monica. They were standing in a corner, talking, as Theo's hands grazed against her stomach. Monica's baby bump had become more noticeable in recent months; she was close to giving birth. Smiling, she looked back at Oliver, who was grinning in a rather galling manner. Rolling her eyes, Tiannah kissed him gently, before pulling away and winking.

Smirking, Oliver's eyes raked up and down her body, taking in how well the champagne dress suited her. Her blue eyes glittered up at him, a dazzling smile playing on her lips. It was a warm summer's evening, Tiannah's favourite. Summer had always been Tiannah's favourite time of the year. Whether it be because of the longer days (which, when she was younger, meant that there was more time to play Quidditch) or for the fact that the weather was beautiful, Tiannah didn't know. But there had never been a better day for Hestia to be wedded to the man she loved.

Tiannah didn't get to know Ken the same way that Hestia did. Oliver, however, had been Ken's best mate since they were eleven, much like Hestia and Tiannah's friendship. She did know that Ken was a charming, suave figure who complemented everything about Hestia's wacky persona. Nonetheless, Tiannah made a promise to herself to murder Ken if he ever hurt Hestia in any way. She wrapped her arms around Oliver and hugged him, looking at all the guests over his shoulder. Ken's countless friends and colleagues were scattered around the dance-floor in various states of drunkenness, Tiannah and Oliver's parents were standing in a corner, drinking wine and laughing and Hestia's friends and co-workers were gathered in small clumps. A smile was evident on everyone's faces, none more so than Ken and Hestia.

As the two newlyweds left for their honeymoon in Paris, Tiannah and Oliver took advantage of the fact that they had a ten-day off from Quidditch. This was due to the fact that the Ministry was frantically organising the Third Task of Triwizard Tournament and dealing with the disappearances of two ministry members: Bertha Jorkins and Barty Crouch. Thus, they didn't have the time or the facilities to host the upcoming Quidditch games. Besides, the captains had meetings with each other and agreed that the team members needed time off, especially considering that they didn't have holidays during the Easter period.

The two Quidditch fanatics woke up one glorious morning, feeling rested and peaceful. Grinning, Tiannah stood up at stretched, as Oliver's eyes roamed across her body. Rolling her eyes and muttering something about men being perverts, she stepped into the en suite bathroom and turned the shower on. However, she was rudely interrupted in the middle of her shower by Oliver, who decided to walk in on her. Squealing, Tiannah covered her chest and Oliver scoffed.

"No need to be modest, Tia. I've seen it all," he said, stepping into the shower, already undressed.

"It doesn't make it any less embarrassing," she mumbled, hiding behind her curtain of wet hair. Oliver tilted her chin up and kissed her, before pulling away, fingers gliding across her wet back. Giggling, she hugged him, and for a few moments they just stood there, enjoying each other's company.

Tiannah and Oliver sat on the balcony that night in the muggy air, looking at the plentiful stars in the sky.

"So," Oliver began, stretching his legs out in front of him, as Tiannah lay in his lap.

"So."

"Tia... I was wondering if you wanted to try for a baby?"

Tiannah wasn't expecting Oliver to ask her that, thus she bolted up very quickly and looked at him seriously. Despite the fact that she wasn't expecting Oliver to ask such a question, she had been thinking about it herself, for many months now, since around Christmas time.

"Ollie, I want to, I really do. But we are in the Quidditch league, and I don't think that there is time. I want to focus on Quidditch for now, and can you seriously say that you are ready to be a father?" Tiannah questioned, raising an eyebrow. Oliver nodded enthusiastically, and Tiannah sighed. Getting married – as Hestia and Ken did – was one thing, but becoming a parent was a whole other. She could see that Oliver looked a little uncertain, which she understood. Tiannah may have been over the moon when she thought that she was pregnant all those months ago, but now she could see the predicament rationally. After all, she had just turned nineteen.

So she changed the subject. Oliver and Tiannah were one of those couples that could talk about everything and anything. From how much Tiannah liked cheese ("Honestly, it is so satisfying to be able to unwrap the cheese and pull it into strings!") to how Harry Potter and Cedric Diggory would be holding up on the Triwizard Tournament. They didn't keep secrets from each other; if Tiannah was feeling insecure about anything (even if it was something awkward, such as how painful her period was) she would tell Oliver, and vice versa.

Tiannah smiled at Oliver and sat on his lip, before wrapping her fingers around his neck and kissing him.

Nothing could diminish their happiness.

A week later, and that statement proved to be false.

That evening, it was the Third Task of the Triwizard Tournament, and Hestia, having returned from her honeymoon, attended as Rita Skeeter's assistant. Tiannah and Oliver were having a pillow fight (it was a complete accident as to why it started. Tiannah saw a spider on her pillow, yelped and threw it away, and it landed on Oliver's head. From there, it just started) when her Dad walked in, with a familiar looking man. Tiannah and Oliver let go of the pillows at the grave expression on Daniel's face. What was even odder was the fact that Professor Lupin was with her father.

Sheepishly, Tiannah brushed the feathers off herself and asked why they were there.

It wasn't an easy night for Tiannah. Or for Oliver, for that matter.

It took her a while for the facts to settle in her head.

Firstly, Cedric Diggory was murdered. From the way Professor Lupin described it occurring, Tiannah knew that Cedric was a decent, brave person – but decent people are easy to manipulate. She cried for a long time after finding out, and felt horribly guilty, for she had spent so many months furious with him for what he didn't do. Still, they had made up in the end. But that fact didn't stop Tiannah from being horribly sad and angry.

The second fact was the Cedric had been murdered by Lord Voldemort.

The name still sent shivers down her spine. She and Oliver were five years old when infantile Harry Potter defeated him, but Tiannah could still remember the terse look in her parents eyes whenever they came back from their 'meetings'. Professor Lupin also told them that both of their parents had been members of an organisation called the Order of the Phoenix, a group dedicated to fighting evil. It explained the 'meetings' that their parents went to when they were little, as well as why Lupin was there – Tiannah's parents had been friends with them. Lupin informed them that Harry Potter had fought Voldemort and made it back to Hogwarts alive. That was the only good news they received all night.

"Everything's going to change now," she whispered, as Oliver shifted next to her. He brushed the wetness away from her eyes and looked at her for a moment, before nodding. Oliver could see that Tiannah was scared, and so was he. If there was really going to be a war again, Oliver had so much to lose, including the woman who lay next to him.

"Yes, Tia. But change isn't necessarily bad."

Tiannah thought that in that moment, in Oliver's arms, nothing could harm her.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I own this storyline XD