\\Blinding Love// (Fred Weasley Love Story) 14
The busy city streets, the florescent and dazzling night lights, the crowds bustling with all types of different people made us all seem in awe. These Wizards from other countries were truly more different in style than where we were from. They were sheik, classy, the top dogs of fashion. As all of us girls, that being I, Tonks (who was thrilled to be invited.), Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, and Hermione, walked through these busy plazas, were all electrified and pumped with energy as we made our way to the dress store.
"Welcome! Welcome! You must be the girl who called. Elise Richards, correct?" The lady who owned the store was a French/English woman who wasn't a witch and had more of an English accent than French.
She never turned out to be a witch but, her brother had and their mother had owned this store which she turned out to inherit. The lady, that is, Madame Lola, was probably in her sixties but, never truly looked so old. She appeared more around in the mid forties, at least twenty years younger. I did suspect magic to be used on her features though. As account for her silver hair, she really did not look that old; her soft grey eyes shown with plenty of life still.
"Now Darling, I have a few selections for you that I am sure you will be most pleased with." She smiled as she put an arm around my shoulders and walked me to a deserted side of the store as she nodded to her store assistants to take over for her.
"Actually Madame, I saw your magazine and I had browsed through it and there are a few selections I would be most pleased with, if you have them." I whipped out the magazine with the dresses I had circled in red marker.
Then, Madame Lola examined each dress before swiftly walking over to a rack, looking at me up and down, searching through the dresses and pulling one out as she snapped her fingers for an assistant house elf who poofed up a blank rack where she hung the dresses.
When she was finished, she helped me get into each dress as I tried them all on. The ones I tried on were gorgeous and astounding as everyone had agreed with me, but the one I had found most stunning was the one I chose, obviously. It was more like the other dresses I had had but, different. It showed my back in an oval hole where a small slit rode up to the beginning side of my thigh, a little higher than my knee. It wasn't froufrou or poofy, whichever word you like to describe those poofy princess dresses. It was just my style...slim, flowy at the bottom, yet sophisticated. It was shimmery and sparkled like little tiny 'crystals' as Cheryl would have preferred me to say. It was also fabulous enough that I could even dance in it as well so I wouldn't have to buy a second dress, even though I could just throw on one of my other ones I had.
We were out of there in a flash, but not before I told Madame Lola I would be back with my bridesmaids. When we arrived back at Grimmauld place, I had to make my dress invisible and stow it away on my closet, still invisible. I wasn't so superstitious about how the Groom can't see the Bride in her dress before the wedding. I thought that was just plain ridiculous. I sat down immediately in my room, with Caim, and wrote a letter to Danni and Cheryl. I wanted them to try and slip away from their duties if they could, if not, I told them I would buy their dresses for them. It seemed like I had to do what I thought I should have done in the first place before I even sat down and wrote the letter. I had sent Caim out at two in the morning and got my letter back at almost four. So I figured it was an hour flight here and back and it only took her a few seconds to reply. I sighed as I would have to go get their dresses but she wrote that she knew they would love the dresses she chose.
I was tired, so was Caim. I mean, he must have flown a couple hundred of miles for crying out loud.
"You could have turned into a gryphon. Or even a dragon just to get their faster and turn into an owl when you were very close to the house."
"Yeah right, and let all the muggles see the realization of strange things out in the world?" he scoffed. "Anyways, got anyone to bring you the rings?"
I looked down into his precious kitty eyes and quirked an eye brow. "Why? Are you trying to imply that you want to come down the isle holding our rings?"
He gasped as he placed a paw over his mouth. "What a fabulous idea! I'll do it." he grinned, showing his tiny little fangs as he curled up next to me.
"Wait I didn't-"
"*yawn* I'm so sleepy. We'll talk later. Goodnight!"he then slammed his eyelids shut. I stared at him for a long time before figuring how he really was asleep. I shook my head as I fell asleep as well.
Two days before the wedding and I was nervous. I wouldn't even be held by Fred for more than three seconds. I was so antsy. Today I had to go back down to the beach and see everything and make sure the people I hired wouldn't mess this up, but I already knew that. They were the best of the best after all, and they are witches and wizards who can decorate in less than a week if they wanted to. This time, Tonks drove me and Hermione to go look at it. It was fantastic! Beyond my wildest dreams, I didn't think my ideas and fantasies would turn out exactly how I had imagined them. It was bloody brilliant. Hermione even gaped at all the decorations.
I had crystal gems hanging from bare naked trees with florescent colors lighting up the glass vases they were held in. There were only a few tables underneath the cover but that's how it was supposed to be anyways. A little further to the left was the altar that was wreathed in green and blue roses. I literally jumped for joy and hugged all the people who were there still making the decorations as perfect as possible. I didn't want a huge fancy wedding but it was still subtle and elegant at the same time. Tonks had even asked me to plan her wedding for her when that time came. I gladly agreed.
"You really should become a wedding planner. Think of all the wonderful things you could plan for people, what with a creative mind like yours."
I blushed. "Well thanks Hermione."
"I can see why you were the smartest Slytherin of your year."
I snorted. "Yeah, only because I was great with all the teachers." I rolled my eyes as we headed back.
"Well whatever, if you were to become a wedding planner Elise, you'd make mega bucks, what with that designing brain." Hermione and Tonks kept making up jokes about my 'creative and imaginative mind' on our way back.
Later that night, I had Caim send another letter to Cheryl, asking her to make up a story for all of the guys and Danni to leave the house for a whole day. Her reply was, when Caim came bursting through the window, this:
"Already got a plan chicka. Hopefully, it'll convince Voldy-Wart. Like the new nickname? The guys made that one up. Catchy right? Well, we'll be there the morning of your wedding. Trust us."
I could hardly wait to hear the plan they had established.
I guess I had pushed Fred away a little because of all the stress over the wedding but, I would make that up to him soon. Hermione and Ginny had told me that Ron, Harry, and the twins had been making fun of how girls get all psycho on the arrival of their Weddings. That's when I decided to play a prank on them all. When the boys were asleep, we three snuck in with our secret weapons and placed them on each boy's chests. We then rattled the bunks and ducked into the closets as we heard them wake up. Ron was the first one to scream.
"AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! GET THIS BLOODY THING OFF ME!! I HATE SPIDERS!! GET IT OFF!!!"
George woke up next and I heard him fall off the top of the bunk. "BLOODY HELL! THERE'S A CROC IN MY BED!!"
Someone bumped their head and we saw through the blinds of the closet that Harry just stared in shock at the figurine before him. Of course, he didn't have on his glasses so he wasn't scared. Fred jumped out of bed next.
"UGGHH!! A LIZARD JUST CRAWLED INTO MY MOUTH!!!"
We girls were all giggling way too loud that we busted out of the closet and fell on the floor, dying and laughing our spleens out.
"What is going on?" Harry asked, amused. When we got control of our laughing, we all stood up and stared at the glaring boys, besides Harry who was trying to not smile.
"Just thought I owed you Fred for being so distant lately." I shrugged as Caim appeared out of nowhere.
"If that's how I'm going to be owed back, please don't worry about it." He wiped his mouth, with a disgusted face as I stifled a snicker.
"Why'd you have to bring us into it?!" Ron gasped; clearly horrified by the spider Ginny had placed on him.
"Heard you complaining about girls and how frustrated they get on their wedding." I glowered, with a sinister snicker to follow.
"That was us getting you guys back. Except Harry who didn't even see his because his glasses were off. No biggie there." Hermione shrugged. Harry sat down on his bunk, obviously amused.
"You almost gave me a heart attack!" Ronald gaped.
"Giving Ronald a heart attack: $500. George having a broken back: $2500. Having Fred go to a weekly psychiatrist for the Lizard attack: $50. Having the wits scared out of the Weasleys....PRICELESS!" I cracked up, all mine, Hermione's, and Ginny's laughter erupted in the room.
"I really hate girls." Ron dreaded as he climbed back up to the bed and checked his sheets before tucking himself in.
"Don't worry Ronald, they all disappeared, they were only temporary figments." I chuckled.
George gave me a hug. "Great prank Ellie, I give you props for that." he laughed it off as he settled back in to bed.
Fred shook his head at me. "Look what I've turned you into. A pranking, gorgeous, deadly weapon!" he joked.
"Psh, please. I was like this BEFORE I ever met you." I leaned up to kiss him goodnight when I recoiled. "Never mind, you have Lizard germs." I giggled as I exited the room, waving goodnight to the boys and the girls as I headed to my room.
Caim trailed after me as he jumped up onto my bed.
"I'm glad I got to be the spider! That was a great prank! And to think I thought you were insane. What was I thinking? You're more like a psychopath to me! Like....Michael Myers! OR Freddy!"
"Ha! Well, I highly doubt I'd cut off anyone's head or try to kill someone in their dreams Caim. Goodnight my little conniving cat."
"Goodnight my little heathen." He snickered as I fell asleep.
Only one more day before my wedding....