The Dungeons

Well, the eldest is married and off on his honeymoon, and the rest of us are still recovering from the party. For something that came together so quickly, I thought it went off remarkably well. Luna looked positively radiant, and the look on Bill's face when she appeared out of the house was truly priceless. Despite my initial doubts, they're a good match. They can challenge each other intellectually and they're obviously very much in love. Perhaps Bill's example might tempt Charlie and Elle to the alter...

The evening was notable both for who was there as well as who wasn't. I never thought I'd see the day that Severus Snape and Sirius Black sat at the same table and had a civil conversation, even if it was well lubricated with alcohol. But the absence of Ron and Ginny...

I took Ginny to the Paradise Spa yesterday afternoon. It was a new one for us, and it was quite luxurious and relaxing, but I can't help but feel as if I've failed my little girl. I ought to have sat down and written an owl instead of tossing off a floo call every few weeks and hoping I would catch her. She's hurting, and given her history with Luna she has every right to. I wish I knew how to help her get past that. Rehashing it certainly won't help; I may as well take a scalpel to a raw wound. But neither can she just ignore the past; that only works until something comes up to throw it in her face again, as the wedding proved. Perhaps I ought to talk with Poppy or Severus; maybe there's something that might help.

And Ron... Arthur and I visited him this morning, and I must remember to have words with his healers. He struck me as very quiet and depressed, and not at all in a mental state to be recovering from his previous mental state. I realize that these things take time, but I don't want him thinking that he'll be spending the rest of his days in St. Mungo's. If he does that, he'll never get out.

Arrived safe, everything's great.

Got a sunburn; it's gone now. Just getting a snack.

Love to all.

*a rustle*

Mmm, you feel good. How much longer?

Molly, where are you? The marquee looked so much smaller when it wasn't filled with people earlier. I have a plate for you. It's all good food, if strange. I had some earlier before the wedding!

( Arthur )

Katerina Gloria Markovna, if you do not stop squirming like a Flobberworm, I will put you down, ( and I mean that. )

I have no idea what any of this food is. (But it's DELICIOUS)!

I brought you a plate. God only knows what half this food is.

(Is he still sleeping? )

Luna, dear? Don't worry, but it appears we'll have a small change to the ceremony.

You are not to be being here! Guests are to be over by the garden! There is not to be going over to the pond until later! Gravesy has very specific orders! There are pictures being taken.

*the eggplant bounces up to Luna in the pavilion*

It's beautiful, and I don't have to take it apart to see how it works. I'll wear it today.

Seems silly to not be allowed to see you, but I'll see you in... 2 hours and 28 minutes, it tells me.

Love you.

Three owls carry a package that is securely wrapped in paper and contains multiple wards that must be precisely disarmed prior to opening.

I don't have time to bring this by directly before the rehearsal dinner tonight, dear, but I didn't want you to wait any longer. The dress has been altered exactly to your specifications. I rather pity the poor girl in the back of that boutique, what with the pile she had yet to get through, but a few strong words and a bit of extra cash helped move your dress to the front of the line. Do try it on immediately and let me know if there are any issues while we can still fix them, but I believe we should be fine for tomorrow, at least where the dress is concerned.

Molly

Mrs Weasley,

The dress shop is called "Dreams Bridal Boutique" on Diagon. Though I think that it's closer to off Diagon. It's past Gringotts on the left. It was the last one we went to.

Thank you so much.

Ginny comes first. Don't worry about the hen night. I didn't find out about it until everyone else did.

Thank you again,
Luna

Merlin no, dear, you can't be married in that! Give me the name of the shop and if it's not done I'll finish it myself. I can take tomorrow off if I have to.

I must apologize for missing your Hen night, dear, but I'd already arranged an evening with Ginny. From the sound of your friend from New York, you'll have quite a fine time without me.

Molly

Mrs Weasley, I don't know what to do. I went for the final fitting for my wedding dress last Friday - the one with the lace sleeves that fall off the shoulder, the one that I just knew was right - and it had fit fine before, they needed to make some adjustments, but that was expected especially since the dress was too long even with the heels, but when I tried it on Friday... I don't know what happened. The dress was too small and they said that it wasn't a problem, that they could fix it, but that it'd take them over the weekend and into this week since the seams were small and... Oh, you don't need all the details!

They said they'd be done by yesterday morning, and I contacted them, but I didn't know the person who answered and they didn't know anything about the dress and they said that they'd find out and have someone contact me, but no one did and when I tried again, I didn't get anyone at all! And the same thing this morning, and I didn't know what to do. My aunt is staying with us, I mean me because my aunt doesnt think that Bill should be staying at the Hollow until after the wedding and Tuesday night was-- Not the point! She told me she'd fix it, so I apparated us to Surrey and she pulled out a dress, but I can't, Mrs Weasley. I can't marry your son in this and I don't know what to do. What am I going to do if my dress doesn't arrive? It's already two days late and the wedding is just in another two!

I'm so sorry for troubling you.

Luna

three pictures fall out of the envelope with the letter

( Photos )

Once again Luna has left her journal UNGUARDED and I have ACQUIRED the password. Who would use a password like "mybillybear" anyway? I mean REALLY! Talk about disgustingly cute! and i so did not change her password to that just so i could poke fun! i don't know where you people come up with this stuff.

( Lunatic is GETTING HITCHED, TYING THE KNOT, GETTING SHACKLED TO THE OLD BALL AND CHAIN! )

And in order to avoid the crazy aunt like person who is cleaning an already spotless house (and I mean spotless, that elf does not goof off!) the festivities shall convene tonight around eight in the evening in the loverly flat Luna keeps in London!

And now I am off to buy a keg! And order a stripper. Male or female... so many choices! I could get one of each! Or one that's both! Or one that pretends to be the other!

In Peru tonight. Again. Getting a few last things done here and I'll see everyone at the guest house tomorrow morning.

And we'll just pretend certain things didn't happen and certain memories don't need to be scrubbed with a bristle brush or anything, yeah?

*The letter, dated Monday June 22, is delivered by an extremely disgruntled and exhausted owl who looks at Bill accusingly before flying to the nearest tree and deliberately ignoring them both*

Professors Weasley and Lovegood,

I think you will understand why I cannot in good conscience allow Klara to attend your wedding without a few assurances. Her safety is of paramount concern to us.

I remain, however, cognizant of the honour you do our Klara in inviting her to attend your wedding, despite these concerns. In light of this and against my reservations, I will permit Klara to attend your wedding if I may be assured of security of the event and her lodgings for the night. If security is not an issue, a number of our family bring her to you on Saturday, and then retrieve her on Sunday. I will require Apparation coordinates and the precise time for delivery and retrieval.

Edgar Lowell