"Tia, stop fussing, you look lovely as always." Grams whispered as Tia made finishing preparations in front of a full length mirror.
Her hair was piled high atop her head and her green eyes were highlighted by the soft mauve of her summer dress robes. Her image in the mirror proved Grams was correct, but she continued to fidget with the curls framing her face.
Grams' hand reached out and touched Tia's, stilling her. "It'll be fine, my Tia. Harry agreed to meeting you and the Weasley wedding will be the perfect place." She smiled into her granddaughter's face and nodded.
"I know, but should we really intrude? I mean, it's a family occasion and I'm not sure that we should," Tia whispered, hoping her grandmother would reassure her.
"We were invited to the wedding. I've known the Weasleys almost as long as the Prewetts, they're distant cousins of your grandfather's. There is nothing odd about us attending this wedding." Grams stated confidently. "Besides, it's high time you were reintroduced to society, to the world. You've barely ventured outside the house since we returned from the island and I thought I'd have to stun you to make the move here." Her hand swept around, indicating her home on the English countryside. "Tia, it's not good for you to stay hidden. You need to be around people, others besides your old grandmother."
Her argument made complete sense, of course, but the fluttering in Tia's stomach hadn't lessened. The thought of mingling out in the open with so many people terrified her. She knew that the world hadn't changed so terribly much since she'd been gone, but she still wasn't looking forward to the looks and reactions of her reappearance. She'd been the gawked at enough in her life.
The sound of the grandfather clock chiming the hour broke into her thoughts. And with a final glance into the floor length mirror and a nod to her Grams, the two women moved to leave for the wedding. Walking outside, past the wards that protected both the house from being discovered by Muggles and wizards alike into the overgrown field bordering the property, the two women turned Disapperating with a soft pop
