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Fleur! (_noseintheair) wrote in wished,
@ 2009-08-20 07:38:00

Entry tags:

!1997: 08, !incomplete, alecto carrow, bill weasley, charlie weasley, fleur delacour, fred weasley, george weasley, harry potter, hermione granger, lucius malfoy, rabastan lestrange, ron weasley

WHO:Bill, Fleur, Weasleys, Delacours, Order Members, Viktor Krum, Auntie Muriel (SOMEONE NPC HER PLEASE), ect, ect.
WHAT: Wedding reception and attack
WHEN: Saturday August 22.
WHERE: The burrow
NOTES: Mostly here. As for who all was invited. I've kept this to the canon book list, but if you really want a kid there it could probably be tweaked somehow probably through the twins? I don't know.

The burrow had been transformed, and for all the hair pulling and arguing the wedding planning had caused, the place looked divine. The wedding had gone off without a hitch. Gabrielle and Ginny looked amazing, and that was saying nothing for the bride herself and how happy the bride and groom looked. It had only taken a few moments after the wedding ceremony to have the guest chairs magically moved from the aisles and around the tables that were provided.

The weather had held out beautifully even though there were charms placed in the tent kept the temperature inside perfect. The flowers were arranged brilliantly and there were bottles of champagne floating around for anyone who might want a drink.

At this point the best man had said his speech, people were, eating and drinking at the tables, chatting in groups, and dancing on the dancefloor. The pictures had been taken. The celebration was well underway.

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_noseintheair
2009-08-23 05:21 pm UTC (link)

Well wishes, from one person after another. Who knew being the bride at a celebration of your own marriage could be so tiring? All she really wanted to do was dance some before, talk to her family again, and then take off with Bill for the rest of the night.

She was nodding and all smiles when she felt Bill's hand on her shoulder. Her hand came up and squeezed it as she finished the conversation she'd been having with a couple of cousins of hers in French.

"I still can not believe you have run off with an Englishmen. A cute one, perhaps, but an Englishman."

Fleur smiled brightly. "You are horrible!" She said with a laugh. "Get out of here the both of you!" She said swatting at the oldest of the two playfully. "Oh, and watch out for the twins." Fleur tacked on kissing both of their cheeks.

"Congratulations." The eldest of the two said to Bill in an accent far thicker than Fleur's before they rushed off to dance.

Finally Fleur was able to turn to face her husband (Yes, HER husband, and no, she would not squeal), interlocking her fingers with his as she cradled a champagne flute in the other. "This is all so wonderful." She said softly, reaching up to give him a quick kiss.

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oldestbrother
2009-08-24 12:32 am UTC (link)

Bill smiled politely at Fleur's cousins and waited for their conversation to end. Although he picked up little bits of French in the past few years, Bill was no where near fluent enough to keep up with the ladies and had no idea they were discussing him.

"Thank you," Bill grinned at the older girl and watched the pair scamper off before turning his attention back to his wife fully.

"It is spectacular," Bill agreed with a nod, "However, I'm wondering...is there a certain amount of time we should stay?"

The kiss wasn't nearly long enough for Bill's liking so he promptly bent down to kiss Fleur again once she pulled away. He was determined to make it last long enough for him to at least convey how soon he wanted to get out of there and be alone with her.

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_noseintheair
2009-08-25 12:20 pm UTC (link)

His rather limited and broken French was one of the things she loved about him. It meant he had tried, but she really wasn't as patient of a teacher as he was.

One arm wrapped around his neck as they stood there talking. "Oui, most in-un-infortunate, but I would very much like to throw my bouquet and speak with Gabrielle before we are to leave." She said a smile dancing across her lips as she drained her champagne flute and allowed the other hand to meet hers.

She met his lips again, pulling him to her, thinking it a bit unfair that he could always make her go completely weak kneed. She was telling him the same back. When that kiss broke off, she followed his head for another soft follow up kiss. "As I have been saying... most infortunate."

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