Bellatrix, now Lestrange, had never before thought of marriage. She had never dreamed of the perfect wedding or a man that she could actually love. She never wanted flowers, lace, and violin music. She hadn't fathomed that there was anyone out there that could be as perfect for her as the man standing next to her right now.
But look at her now.
The announcement that they were actually wed made her dark heart flutter, especially as he dipped her into a sensual and passionate kiss that she didn't want to break away from. If it was her choice she would have apparated away with him right now and go straight into the honeymoon. But, of course, they were stuck enduring the next few hours of introductions, speeches, dinner, and dancing. Maybe the dancing would be too bad, though.
The applause of the attendees brought her back to the moment as she was pulled back up beside her husband. That would be a hard thing to get used to... husband. She smiled genuinely as she clutched his arm and they made their way down the aisle to the air outside the chapel. The adjoining hall is where they would have the after party, including the gardens outside, but for now they could get some fresh air before the picture taking started.
"We survived," she smirked as she stepped into the sunlight. "Guess you're stuck with me now," Bella said as she pivoted on her heel and leaned over to steal another passionate kiss from her before they were interrupted again.