Title: The Wedding Breakfast, III Prompt: Autumn foods Word Count: 100
The day wound down with folk dances on the common, a concert by the local band, and yet another bonfire, this one sans the Guys. Septima and Severus wandered through the crowd, hand in hand, and Severus though again what a beautiful word “fiancé” was.
“We really should start planning,” Septima said as they walked through the swirling autumn leaves on their way back to Hogwarts. “Renting a hall, getting a license and an officiant, hiring a caterer, our robes – “
“It’s too bad autumn is almost past.” Severus gave her hand an affectionate squeeze. “The more pumpkins, the better.”