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w_hopkins (w_hopkins) wrote in unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-07-25 23:53:00

Entry tags:

ginny weasley, open, wayne hopkins

Who: Wayne Hopkins, Ginny Weasley, Friends & Family
When: [Backdated] July 24th, 2002
Where: The Burrow
What: The Wedding Bells are Ringing.
Rating: E for Everyone
Status: Open / In Progress

In all honesty, it had been everything a wedding was suppose to be. Their friends, family and those they cared about had gathered around them, offering their love and support, Ginny had looked gorgeous in the dress she had picked out, the surroundings were lovely. There had been something missing, though, and Wayne was sure several of the guests had noticed it as well.

What was missing? The sense of a strong bond between those married. He and Ginny had made their truce, but neither one of them were emotionally attached. What had drawn them together was necessity...and that had lingered slightly in the air. Depsite this small fact, everything seemed in place. His Grandparents had immediately taken to Ginny and he had to admit that Ginny's family had been rather welcoming and understanding, given the circumstances.

They hadn't decided on living arrangements just yet, but as it were, he could see them reaching some sort of compromise. Over time the emotional bond might very well develop, but if it didn't they would continue to survive. After all, they were in this together and he at least knew that she'd have someone to lean on if she needed it.

As that very thought crossed his mind, his eyes searched out his new wife. The word was still new and he had a feeling it would be quite some time until the awkwardness would fade, but he had high hopes. Spotting her sitting with her family, he headed in that direction. </center>

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w_hopkins
2008-07-26 08:50 pm UTC (link)

"You won't be the first whose surprised, believe me." he responded, his eyes falling on the two women before moving to scan the rest of the crowd. For such a short period of preperation, he was surprised by how many people were actually in attendance.

If Wayne was bothered by her lack of poise, he didn't show it. In all honesty, he wasn't really big on protocal. He simply acted as he saw fit and didn't bother with the majorities opinion. It sounded like that would be problematic, but it had suited him well as he was in no hurry to change his ways. As far as he was concerned Ginny could sit however she wanted to if she was comfortable.

She didn't have to thank him for cooperating, but he didn't mention anything, knowing that half the time you told someone not to thank you, they continued to do it anyway. "Thanks for putting up with me." he offered in response.

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weesli
2008-07-27 02:23 pm UTC (link)

While the festivities were meant to be happy and, sure, she could spot some smiles in the crowd. Even Ginny had cracked a good number of smiles. However, Ginny wasn't as happy as she'd imagine she'd be on this day, had it happened in her future plans. She tried, for mostly everyone else's sake, to put on a clear face and go through with it. Most of the aching in her bones and her chest, though, were begging her to do otherwise. Things were not seeming to work out. Surely they had been married, things with the Ministry would be solved, if not made neutral, but Ginny had not been herself for quite some time.

Ginny looked plainly at Wayne, though her eyes were full of meaning. They showed a mix of contempt, honesty, and sarcasm, of course. "You know it should be the other way around." She was speaking truly. She was not changing it to get a certain response, just speaking the words straight from her mind. They contained no pretense, no self preservation, no point to prove, and no flattery. She continued to twist her fork in between her hands, her eyes following it. She was, for one of the rare times in her life, just speaking. "And you know I was the one who needed to be put up with."

Ginny blinked back to Wayne, offering him a small smile, but that was about all she could offer. Ginny was searching the crowd again, not for new additions to her family, but for the one she came from. She spotted her mother again, her good number of brothers, though one less than she remembered at the last wedding in that yard. Ginny saw her father. She'd like to have had him in her immediate presence at the moment.

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