For the Yearly Events Thread [Character Collection] on the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Forum.
Cedrella Weasley née Black (ca. 1915 - Unknown)
"You look distracted, love."
Cedrella smiled as Septimus wrapped his arm around her waist and pressed a kiss against her cheek. She rested her head against his shoulder, the picture of contentment. But her eyes continued to scan the large crowd before them.
"You're looking for your sisters."
"It's foolish, I know." Cedrella sighed. "I didn't expect them to come. I'm sure my parents threatened to disown them if they did. But I must admit that I did hope…"
"It's not foolish," responded Septimus softly. "It's only natural to want your family at your wedding."
But she didn't have too much time to dwell on it, because Septimus' brothers had each decided that they wanted a dance with the bride and had come to collect. One by one, Cedrella found herself in the arms of a red-headed Weasley, swirling her around the dancefloor. With each turn, her smile grew wider and brighter.
"I think your family is big enough for the two of us," said Cedrella, breathless, once she was finally returned to her new husband's arms. "I don't think I'll have the time to miss mine."
"Our family," Septimus corrected softly. "Or have you already forgotten that you're a Weasley now too?"
Cedrella laughed. "I could never."
"And Callidora and Charis might come around," he said. "You never know."
"Oh, Septimus..." She looked up at him, a small smile on her face. "My parents are very persuasive, and my sisters...well, they're very keen to please. If they're not here today, I'm afraid they've made their choice."
"Mm. So long as you don't regret yours."
"Mine?"
Septimus' hand on her lower back stiffened. "Your choice. To marry me."
"I could never."