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Forever and Always	By : cls2256 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 6832 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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She stumbled backwards, an ice cold sensation flooding through her body as she pointed her wand at Fenrir Greyback.
“Stupefy!”
A red jet of light hit him square in the chest, and to her surprise, he didn’t even falter; the spell had no effect on him.
“What the— stupefy!” she cried again, stumbling father.
Fenrir continued to advance on her, smiling that terrible, carnivorous grin that sent shivers down her spine. She screamed for Remus; her scream so shrill and piercing it could break glass. She attempted another stun and tripped, falling backward. She shook violently with terror, beginning to sob as Greyback climbed on top of her and ran his hands up her body.
“Mia?” Susan’s voice came from the hall as she busted into the bedroom with her wand drawn “Mia?—get off her!”
Susan sent a hex at Fenrir as he turned to look at her, the spell having no effect. He stood, stepping away from Mia and looking to Susan intently, cocking his head to one side.
CRACK!
Mia looked up at where Fenrir had stood. She no longer was looking at the savage werewolf, but at herself; her throat was slit, blood was spilling everywhere as she dropped to her knees, grasping at her neck.
“Mia? Mia?!— what’s wrong?!”
Remus came running into the room with Penelope and Eric on his heels. He took a look at Mia on the floor, then to Mia on her knees in a pool of blood, then to Susan staring at her bleeding daughter wide-eyed and paralyzed by fear. He stepped in front of Susan, and with a loud CRACK! The bleeding Mia turned into a glowing full moon emerging from a crowd of dark, ominous clouds.
“Ridikkulus!”
With a flick of his wand the full moon burst into a puff of smoke, disappearing into thin air. Mia curled up into a tight ball, sobbing into her arms.
“You alright?” Remus whispered to Susan
She nodded, swallowing hard as she regained her composure. Remus went to Mia’s side, sitting on the floor and pulling her into his lap.
“It was just a boggart, it’s gone now”
“It was G-Greyback” she sobbed “I t-tried to f-fight, I t-t-tried”
“It’s ok, shh” he said soothingly “it’s alright— remember, the real him can’t touch you” he brushed the bite on her neck with his thumb, “we made sure of that”
She nodded, burying her tear soaked face into his chest. “I thought h—he was r—real” she squeaked, her voice muffled against his chest.
“I know I know” he whispered, kissing her forehead and holding her close “We’ll finish up; I’ll make you some tea.”
Mia spent the next hour on the couch as the rest of the group tended to the cabin. Her entire body was wrapped in a thick quilt; Remus’s heating charm warming her to her core. She stared at the few chocolate wrappers askew over the couch (Remus always kept a few squares in his travelling cloak) as a piping cup of earl grey warmed her hands.
She felt so stupid— how did she not realize it was a boggart? She was embarrassed that her boggart took the form of Fenrir Greyback, even after Remus had marked her. She had no reason to fear him anymore; he couldn’t touch her, so why was she still so afraid? If anything, she should be more afraid of Antonin Dolohov at this point, or the Ministry itself, but she just couldn’t get past the way she felt when she pictured those yellowed pointed teeth twisted into his sinister smile.
“There’s these things called doxies upstairs, Susan sent me away— apparently they are deadly to muggles,” Eric called as he bumbled down the stairs, plopping down on the couch next to her. “How are you doing down here— got anymore chocolate?”
He grabbed a package of chocolate off the coffee table, ripping the wrapper open and popping the whole square into his mouth.
“I’m ok” she said softly, fingering the rim of her mug “just embarrassed”
“Why?” Eric asked through a mouthful of chocolate “Penelope said that thing takes the shape of your worst fear—“He swallowed “of course it scared you”
Mia sighed; “I hate that I am afraid of him”
“After seeing what he did to your legs and Bill’s face, I’d be afraid of him too” Eric reached for another chocolate square, his casual demeanor about the spectacle put her at ease. “Penelope said he’s the one who bit Remus?”
“Yeah, when he was a child”
“See? Fucking psychopath pedophile, munching on kids—“Eric shook his head “no reason to be ashamed of being afraid of that”
She shifted uncomfortably, tucking her legs underneath her tighter and hunching her shoulders forward “I give him power over me when I am afraid— I hate being weak”
“You are not weak— far from it. You are a badass chick. You are tough, strong—” he laughed “—can probably drink my whole squadron under the table”
“Damn straight I can” she chuckled softly, smirking at him as she sipped her tea.
“Alright, so we went over every inch of this place—“Remus annouced as he entered the living room. He knelt front of Mia and tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear, brushing her cheek with his thumb. “No more boggarts” he said, his voice returning to normal speaking level “no more surprises”
“Thank you” she said quietly, giving him a weak smile.
“You alright?”
She nodded, then were interrupted by Penelope bustling down the stairs with Susan behind her, “Those little twits are a pain to get rid of,” Penelope said, smoothing down her frizzed hair “but this place is officially doxy free”
“Everything should be all set for you two, I’ll run out to the grocery and pick up some thing for the weekend— including some fresh tea, merlin only knows how long that box has been in the pantry” Susan said, turning her nose up to Mia’s tea mug.
“It tastes fine, mum” she rolled her eyes “but thank you.”
“Alright Remus, you Bill and Kingsley are spending the night at the cottage?” Susan asked
“Yes, they are supposed to be arriving—“he paused and checked his watch “Any time now, I actually need to get going”
“Make sure you gentleman are up and out of the cottage on time, no seeing the bride before the wedding— and do not drink too much tonight, if any of you are hung over tomorrow—“
“Mum!” Mia groaned, stifling an eye roll.
“Yes ma’am— we will be in the shed before you floo in” Remus said, trying to hold all sass and sarcasm out of his tone “Mia, what can I do for you before I head out?”
“Nothing, nothing” she said dismissively “go have fun with the boys— were just going to hole up at the flat tonight and do girly things.”
“Alright, I love you” he gave her a quick peck on the lips “if you need anything, you know where I’ll be”
He stepped away and disapparated, Susan not wasting a beat once he was gone.
“Alright, so we need to go over out time schedule for tomorrow— the hairstylists will be arriving at your flat at 9:00 sharp….”
Mia groaned, fighting the urge to roll her eyes at her mother again. If she had to hear the timeline of events one more time, she was going to lose her mind.
Penelope, Tonks and Mia spent the evening coating their faces in green mud masks, drinking wine and watching Eric’s uniquely curated playlist of movies he compiled from Penelope’s vast VHS collection. Eric was forced to join in on the girl’s evening of pampering, for after the girls had polished off a few glasses of wine they insisted he needed a facial mask and toe nail polish as well. He was a total trooper, laughing as Tonks messily polished his toes a pearlescent grape purple.
“Does this polish make me look manly??” he jeered, flashing Penelope a pearly white smile.
“So manly” Penelope teased “absolute stud”
“You seem like you’ve done this before, Eric” Mia teased
“I grew up with two younger sisters— many weekends I was forced into letting them give me mani/pedis— in exchange that I used them for paintball target practice. What’s the name of this color? My sisters used to laugh at nail polish names”
“Purple Rain?” Tonks said, scrunching her nose as she read the label at the bottom of the bottle “What the hell is Purple Rain?”
Eric snorted a laugh, looking at Tonks incredulously “Oh come on, you have to know Prince— or I guess the Artist formerly known as Prince…”
Tonks opened her mouth to ask about this as Penelope and Mia raised their glasses and began shout-singing (extremely off key) “I never meant to cause you any sorrow, I never meant to cause you any pain….”
The others didn’t seem to have issues hitting the sack at a decent time that evening, but Mia couldn’t get to sleep. The others seemed lulled into a slumber from the copious amounts of wine they consumed, but Mia was worried she would need a sleeping draught to get her to sleep. Possibly could’ve been the few bottles of wine they’d all shared, but the lyrics to Purple Rain played over and over in her head as she tossed and turned.
I only wanted to see you, bathing in the purple rain…
She stared at the ceiling, wishing desperately for it to be Remus next to her, rather than Tonks. Tonks was snoring softly, completely passed out and drooling on the pillow. Her desire was burning inside her, but it didn’t feel right to slip her hand below her waistband with Tonks 6 inches away. She turned her head and looked at the clock; 11:34. She figured Remus and the blokes were probably still awake, but maybe they would be turning in for the night here soon. If only she could be with him at the cottage, to have his hands roam over her body and use her for his pleasure. She felt a heat burn between her thighs just thinking about it. She wanted nothing more than for him to bend her over the mattress and pound her until she couldn’t walk.
Purple rain, purple rain…
Mia threw her pillow on top of her face and exhaled haughtily. Or pound the goddamn lyrics to this goddamn song out of my head.
She glanced at the clock again; sure, everyone told her it was bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding, but if they hadn’t gone to sleep yet, it still counted as the day before… right? She could apparate to the cottage, jump his bones, then apparate back for a full night’s sleep. Mia smiled, she liked this idea. She sprung out of bed and tore through her dresser drawers, looking for her raciest lingerie set. If she was going to surprise him, she’d do it right. She pulled a slinky black lace chemise from her drawer, pulling her pajamas off and slipping it on. It barely covered her, the sheer fabric leaving nearly nothing to the imagination— just what she was looking for. She fluffed her hair and wrapped herself in her bathrobe.
“Tonks…”
She shook Tonks gently, watching her stir.
“Tonks!” she hissed a little louder.
“Hmm? Wha’?” Tonks grumbled sleepily.
“I’m going to the cottage for a few minutes, I’ll be back”
“mhmm”
Tonks shoved her face sleepily back into her pillow, shifting and resuming her snoring almost immediately. Mia smiled as she stepped away and apparated as quietly as she possibly could.
Her feet it the floor of Remus’s bedroom, the sound of music playing and men laughing came from down the hall and around the corner. She dug through the closet to find a few spare candles, spacing them around the room and whispering the incantation whist waving her hand gently. She removed her bathrobe and sat in the chair in the corner of the room, crossing her legs and fluffing her hair— she was hoping he would be coming to bed any minute, the earwormed lyrics still replaying in her head as she sat patiently in the quiet room.
Purple rain, purple rain…
After an eternity of nearly slipping into Purple Rain earworm madness, Remus’s voice grew closer to the bedroom, along with clumsy footsteps bumbling down the hallway.
“Hold on, I’ve got to leak!” he slurred.
He opened the door, his eyebrows rising into his hairline when he noticed her in the corner. She stood, allowing him to drink in the sight of her.
“Dear god…” he whispered
“I’ve been waiting for you for 45 minutes” she said teasingly “I wanted to surprise you”
She walked up to him, running her hands over his chest as she bit her lip. He reached out and stroked her right breast, breathing heavily as he eyed her up and down.
“Oh, I’m surprised all right” he said softly, his hand snaking into her hair “you are— holy shit you are so hot”
“You smell like scotch” she giggled, giving him a soft kiss “you taste like it too”
“I’m more concerned with what you taste like” he growled, crashing his lips against hers.
He pushed her against the wall, his hands roaming over her body as they snogged furiously. She tugged at his belt, working quickly to get it undone when he stopped suddenly, grabbing her wrists and pinning them to the wall above her head.
“What was the color of the couch in my office at Hogwarts?” he asked, his voice whisper soft and gravelly
“What?” she asked, crinkling her nose.
His wand was at her throat faster than she could blink, all traced of desire seeming to vanish as he gritted his teeth, looking at her intently. One hand held her wrists firmly above her head as his wand pushed into the soft skin of her neck.
“Remus— it’s me!”
“What color was the couch?” he growled
“Emerald green” she squeaked softly “gold stitching on the arm.” She added.
He smiled with immense relief, kissing her firmly “I am so glad you aren’t a Death Eater” he laughed.
He picked her up and carried her to the bed, plopping her down onto her back as he peppered her skin with kisses.
“That’s not a very secure question, you know” she said, her back arching as his fingers curled around the waistband of her thong “how many students were in your office that year?”
“Good point— but I believe you were the one who spent the most time on it”
He threw the thin scrap of fabric over his shoulder and positioned his head between her thighs. He teased her slit with his fingertips, her legs spreading wider instinctively
“So wet for me already…” he purred
His tongue brushed against her clit, her hips bucking as his feather soft flicks drove her mad. She bit her lip as she whimpered, allowing herself to succumb to pleasure.
“Remus— hey Remus, did you fall in the toilet or something?” Bill’s voice called, dangerously close to the door.
Remus didn’t so much as get to move his head as Bill barged into the bedroom, catching full sight of the witch in a very compromising position. Mia’s ears burned hot, grabbing the pillow to cover her chest as Remus snapped her knees shut. Bill cleared his throat awkwardly as he turned away, his pale skin flushed to a deep shade of crimson.
“What the hell!” Remus growled “Ever heard of knocking?”
“uhm, sorry—“ he mumbled “what are you doing here, Mia?”
“Just here to get laid” she said flatly
“Can we have a minute, please?” Remus asked, stifling the irritation in his voice.
“Yeah yeah— we’ve got shots of firewhisky lined up for when you two are finished”
Bill scurried off down the hall, they both breaking out into laughter once they were alone.
“My goddamn friends don’t know how to knock” he chuckled, spreading her legs again and kissing the inside of her thigh a few times.
They rolled around under the sheets, laughing and kissing as he brought her to climax over and over, speaking lewd and indecent things in her ear that were reserved for the bedroom only. Mia relished in her pleasure, allowing him to take her in every which way he pleased, wanting no part of her body left untouched by the nights end. She begged him for more, she wanted his dirty words whispered against her skin and his bruising touch groping and feeling all of her. His grip was tight against her waist as he guided her hips against his, her fingernails digging into his chest as her moans grew louder and more urgent, her body craving another release.
“Come for me again” he coaxed “that’s it, come on— one more”
She did as she was told, pleasure rolling through her as she collapsed onto his chest, panting and glistening with sweat.
“How was that?” He murmured
She chuckled softly “You are just showing off at this point”
Remus kissed the top of her head, smirking. “How many was that? 3?”
“4” she breathed
“4? Wow, that’s a new record for us…”
“I told you— show off”
He shifted to look at her, raising an eyebrow “Are you complaining?”
“Absolutely not” she laughed
Remus chuckled, his fingertips moving up her back in circular motions, massaging her as she nuzzled herself against him.
“Stay with me tonight— I want you next to me when I wake up”
“No I can’t! Its bad luck to see the bride before the wedding!” she giggled
“Well, it technically is our wedding day, so we shot that to hell”
He gestured to the clock; 12:49. Mia laughed and buried her face back into his chest as he wrapped his arms around her, holding her to him.
“I can’t believe I am marrying you today” he whispered in her ear “you are the most perfect bride a man could ask for”
“Whispering sweet nothings in my ear to try to get me to stay… so manipulative” she teased, peppering his bare, scarred flesh with kisses “I told Tonks I would be back shortly, I really do need to get home”
“You are home, what’s mine is yours”
Mia kissed him again before climbing off him, plucking her robe from the back of the armchair and wrapping herself tightly, yawning.
“Don’t apparate— take the floo” he ordered, not unkindly “You’re tired; I don’t want you to splinch yourself”
“Alright, Susan” she rolled her eyes “I’ll take the damn floo— I should say hello to Bill and Kingsley anyway”
They stepped out into the living room, Bill and Kingsley in a heated game of cards as they smoked fat cigars and sipped glasses of scotch.
“Finally you two are done! The shots of firewhisky have been sitting out for nearly an hour” Kingsley jeered
“Sorry gentleman, my beautiful wife needed me for a moment” Remus said with a wry smile.
Bill flushed, not meeting Mia’s eyes “uhm, you want a shot too, Mia?”
“No that’s alright, I’m just going to floo back— you boys have fun”
She stepped over to the fireplace, pulling Remus into one last kiss.
“I’ll see you tomorrow” she whispered.
She stepped into the fireplace, spiraling out of sight. A moment later, she emerged in the living room of her flat, and tiptoed into her bedroom. Tonks was still sound asleep, snoring softly with her arm hanging over the side of the mattress. Mia giggled as she changed back into her regular pajamas, slipping into bed and settling comfortably on her back. Her heart felt full and her body satisfied; she took a few deep breaths, willing herself to nod off.
Purple rain, purple rain…
“Goddamnit” she growled under her breath.
She reached into her nightstand drawer, pulling out a vial of sleeping draught. This will get that goddamn song out of my head. She downed the vial, settling back onto her pillow and drifting off to sleep almost immediately.
The day was here. The day she has dreamed of since she was a little girl. Waking up next to Tonks snoring and drooling all over Remus’s pillow wasn’t exactly the first sight she wanted to see when she opened her eyes, but it was such a hilarious sight that Mia silently dug through her closet for her Polaroid camera and snapped a photo of the sleeping witch. She froze, her heart skipping a beat when the flash made Tonks stir, but she rolled over and resumed her soft snoring. Mia shook the photograph, chuckling silently as she slipped it into one of her drawers, planning on using it as a prank on her friend at a later date.
She slipped into the bathroom and turned the shower on full blast. The shower was hot and soothing; she would’ve loved to have Remus in here with her, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her neck gently as the hot water ran over her. You just fucked him last night, you can wait 12 hours. She scolded herself, her scar on her neck beginning to warm as she imagined his body pressed against hers.
She grabbed a dollop of shampoo and began scrubbing her scalp, wishing it was his large, firm hands massaging her head as he made her clean for him. She felt arousal grow as she grabbed a bar of soap and wash cloth hastily from the soap rack. You can have all the sex you want tonight she told herself as she lathered the wash cloth with suds. Feeling the soft terry cloth against her nipples sent shock waves down between her legs. She began to ache with need, her bite almost tingling as she felt a low pull in her core.
She gave into her body’s begging instincts and stopped washing. She leaned back against the tile wall, sliding her hand between her legs and circling her clit with her index finger. She sighed deeply and closed her eyes; she imagined Remus behind her, his one hand working between her legs and his other running along the curves of her body, making his way up to her breasts and giving her nipples their much deserved attention. She bit her lip as began to work her free hand on her left nipple, her index finger of her other hand working faster. Her body began to tremble as she was building up to release. She imagined Remus’s breath on her neck, kissing her bite gently as he murmured “you’re mine, all mine” in her ear. Her breathing quickened, she was almost over the edge when a voice hollered
“Mia! Susan and the hairstylists are here, hurry up!!”
It was Penelope; calling through the bathroom door, interrupting her rather pleasant fantasy.
“Fuck” she growled irritably under her breath.
She had lost it, her arousal back down to a small pang of need due to the rather rude interruption. She grabbed her washcloth and began hurriedly washing the rest of herself.
“I’ll be out in a second!”
Stepping out of the shower, she dried herself at lightning speed, vigorously rubbing her towel over her body to absorb all the water. She hated the feeling of rubbing a towel over the scars on her legs; the scratches almost felt numb to the touch, an odd sensation against terry cloth. She walked over to her dresser and grabbed a pair of sweatpants and a tank top out of her top drawer. Her reflection made her stop and look at herself again in the mirror, her dark hair falling in damp tendrils around her face. She smiled slightly at her own reflection, her stomach flip-flopping in excitement. I’m getting married today.
Susan floo-ed in ahead of the girls to survey that the cottage had been vacated then returned and ushered the girls through the hearth. The moment Mia’s feet hit the ground, she felt an arm wrap around her waist and pull her inside the master bedroom. Penelope and Tonks were right behind her, hustling with the bags of dresses. Mia craned her neck to look over her shoulder, fighting Susan’s embrace.
“Is he here?” she asked
“Should be, he said they would be in the shed when you arrived” Susan replied.
“You want me to go check? See what their up to?” Tonks asked
“Yes, go see what they’re up to, and tell them not to come inside this room!”
Susan fussed over a piece of Mia’s hair that was disheveled from the floo as Penelope hung the dresses against the doorframe. Mia shot Tonks a sympathetic look, who returned a wink.
“I’ll be right back” she said cheerily, trotting out of the room.
She scurried through the cottage and out the front door, walking towards the shed. The gravel drive crunched under her shoes as she stepped. The soft breeze coming off the water was pleasant and refreshing— the lake that was to serve as the backdrop for the wedding, reflecting beautiful mature trees in its glassy surface. The sky was blue with only a few fluffy white clouds billowing off in the distance. She walked up to the graying wooden shed and rapped on the door a few times. The door popped open, and Kingsley stuck his head out, peering around her before speaking.
“Oh, Dora, it’s just you— Come in”
Tonks stepped into the small wooden shed to find Bill and Remus standing around a bubbling cauldron of bright peach-colored liquid, looking rather ill. She turned her attention back to Kingsley, his typical rich dark complexion more ashy and sickly in appearance than normal. He placed a hand on the small of her back, leading her over to the brewing cauldron. She crinkled her nose as she peered at the potion, the overpowering scent of ginger wafting in her nostrils.
“What is this?” she asked
“We had a little too much to drink last night” Bill said sheepishly, running his hand through his flaming red hair. “Damn those firewhisky shots…”
“Susan will kill you if she finds out you all are hung over on her daughter’s wedding day” she snickered.
“Exactly, which is why you need to keep her out of here” Kingsley said “She will flip if she sees this hangover potion— it still needs another hour”
Tonks let out a cackle, looking at the three of them with a devilish grin. “Sure, I can do that— how ya feeling, Remus?”
“I’ll let you know once I get this hangover cured” he grumbled.
Susan’s checklist of to-do’s was about to get set on fire, Mia was just waiting for the moment her mother put down her stupid parchment to torch the damn thing. Everything was going to go smoothly at this point, she knew it. The chairs, lights and dance floor were set up, Molly was due to arrive with the food just before guests were, at this point they were just waiting until it was time to stuff themselves into dresses.
“I need these men to help me with the protective wards” she said, looking at one of the last items on her checklist. “Then I think we are set. We’ll go over the reception time line when I get back”
She set the list on the dresser and went to leave the bedroom, when she was stopped by Tonks blocking the doorway.
“They’re a little busy at the moment— maybe you guys can do that last?”
“It should be done now before the guests begin arriving, because the spell were using only allows those whose names are on a special parchment to enter.”
Susan placed her hand on Tonks’s shoulder to move her out of the way. Tonks bit her lip, wracking her brain for any excuse to knock Susan off her course.
“Here, let me go— I’ll ask them for you”
“Tonks… why are you trying to keep me in here?”
Susan narrowed her eyes, studying Tonks as Mia and Penelope were watching the interaction curiously.
“N-nothing, just trying to let you relax!” Tonks sputtered.
Susan’s brow rose as she pursed her lips, giving her an intense gaze that thickened the tension in the room. Tonks let out a squeak of submission, throwing her face in her hands.
“Kingsley, Remus and Bill drank way too much last night and are all hung over— so they are trying to brew a hangover potion to cure it before the ceremony!”
Susan clenched and unclenched her jaw a couple times as Mia and Penelope burst out into giggles. Susan whipped her head around and glared at them, her irritation visible in her expression.
“I specifically said— ooh they are testing my patience…” Susan pushed Tonks aside, gritting her teeth “They are grown men, they should’ve known better!” she hollered as she stormed out of the bedroom.
“She is going to kill them…” Tonks muttered
Mia, Penelope and Tonks crowded around the window of the bedroom, watching Susan stomp to the shed and yank the door open. They heard her angry shouts clearly from outside, cringing and giggling nervously. (“On my daughter’s wedding day????”) They watched as Susan drug Bill and Remus out of the shed by the scruff of their necks, with Kingsley slinking along behind her. She gave all the men what looked like a serious talking to by the wagging of her right index finger, and shoved small scrolls into each of their hands.
“Maybe we should’ve put her in a full body bind” Penelope whispered as they watched the men and Susan putting up the protective enchantment.
“Quick,” Mia said, turning her attention to the parchment on top of the dresser “Burn the checklist before she gets back; I can’t take that damn thing anymore!”
“Is this tight enough?”
Susan laced up the back of Mia’s gown, tugging it snug. The gown was white lace with delicate thin shoulder straps and fitted down to the knee. It hugged her curves perfectly, the deep v neckline drew the eye upward, drawing attention to the sparkling chandelier earrings she interchanged from her garnet studs she wore on a daily basis. She opted to wear her garnet pendant that she almost never took off, ignoring Susan’s protests that she should wear something that matched her earrings.
“I hope you don’t have to pee tonight, because good luck doing that in this dress” Tonks teased
“That’s what you and Penelope are for,” Mia flashed her friend a toothy smile “to hold my dress while I pee, and hold my hair if I puke”
Mia slid her veil into her hair as Susan fluffed the train of the gown, tears in her eyes and sniffing dramatically.
“Oh, I just can’t believe my sweet girl is getting married!”
Mia rolled her eyes, but turned around to kiss her mother on the cheek.
“I love you, mum” she said “I’ve wanted to kill you over these wedding plans, but you know I am glad to have your help.
“I love you, baby girl. So, so much” Susan said, her emerald green eyes twinkling. “I know I’ve been a little demanding…”
“A little?” Tonks snorted.
Susan shot Tonks a dangerous look, shutting her up instantly.
“I expect perfection for my daughter’s big day, nothing less…” She said, turning to look around the room “Let me check my list one more time before we get into place— where the hell did I put that paper?”
The girls all looked at each other sheepishly as Susan began turning a few items in the room over, looking for her checklist that was unknowingly reduced to ash. A knock at the bedroom door distracted her, Eric’s voice coming through the door.
“Is it safe for me to come in? Everyone dressed?”
“Yes, come in!” Susan said
Eric stepped into the bedroom dressed in a crisp gray suit, grinning wide at the ladies before him.
“You all look amazing” he said, flashing his pearly white teeth and kissing Penelope on the cheek “I was sent to inform you guys it’s time to line up”
Mia turned to her reflection and smiled, but felt a pang of sadness. She had always imagined her father being here on her wedding day, to walk her down the aisle and give her away. Susan placed her hand on Mia’s shoulder.
“Ready, sweetie?” she asked softly.
“Yes” Mia whispered, shaking off her thoughts “yes— I’m ready”
Her stomach was in knots as they lined up to walk down the aisle. She clutched her bouquet of roses firmly as she took a few deep breaths, steadying her heartbeat. Music started; Penelope and Tonks walked first, one by one turning the corner and out of Mia’s sight. Susan linked her arm with Mia’s, nodding to each other before they stepped around the corner. After a moment, Arthur’s voice amplified by a sonorous charm addressed the crowd.
“Please stand for the bride”
The look on Remus’s face as he saw her walking towards him was that of pure happiness. He looked as if he had never known misery, pain, sadness or heartache ever in his life by the smile on his face. The scene around her disappeared as Mia’s sole attention was on the man who was about to become her husband, a lump forming in her throat as they looked into each other’s eyes. He looked so handsome, standing before her in a crisp black suit, his bowtie nestled perfectly below his Adam’s apple, his grey streaked sandy hair combed perfectly into place. She wanted to cry tears of joy, to run into his arms and embrace him, only to never let go.
Susan and Mia reached the altar; Arthur smiled broadly, his eyes twinkling at them.
“Who gives this woman to this man?” Arthur asked
“I do” Susan said
Susan kissed Mia on the cheek and stepped away. She sat down in the first row of chairs as Mia took her place in front of Remus, joining hands. Arthur began speaking, but she didn’t hear a word of it. She gazed into his crystal blue eyes, feeling an overwhelming surge of love for the man standing before her. Arthur could’ve been speaking in tongues for all she knew at this point, but she didn’t care, as long as his speech ended with her married. Her mind was swimming with too many thoughts and emotions she couldn’t focus.
“Now the couple will exchange their vows”
This sentence snapped her attention back on the words Arthur was speaking, her palms beginning to sweat against Remus’s as her heart pitter-pattered in her chest.
“Alright Remus, you first” Arthur whispered to him, giving him a nod.
“I, Remus John Lupin, take you, Amelia Evelyn Roswell, to be my wife. To honor, love and cherish you, in sickness and in health, today, forever and always”
His hand shook as he slid her wedding ring onto her left finger, his breathing slightly ragged. His thumb brushed her knuckles as he squeezed her hand reassuringly, flashing another wide, toothy smile at her.
“I, Amelia Evelyn Roswell, take you, Remus John Lupin, to be my husband. To honor, love and cherish you, in sickness and in health, today, forever and always.”
She slid his wedding band onto his finger, her stomach flip flopping in excitement. Arthur then grabbed a thin silver cord from his pocket, and asked them to join left hands. They gripped each other’s hand and watched as Arthur wrapped the cord around them, then taking his wand and speaking an incantation that made the cord glow, a head radiating from the center of their hands that spread throughout her whole body.
“These two people are now joined together, to spend their days on this earth now as one. With this, it gives me great pleasure to announce—“
Mia began to bounce up and down with excitement, her grin spreading ear to ear.
“The new, Mr. Mrs. Remus and Amelia Lupin. Remus, you may kiss your bride”
Mia flung herself into Remus’s arms, kissing him with bruising force. He picked her up and spun her around once as they kissed, the audience roaring with applause.
“I love you, Mrs. Lupin” he whispered, grinning furiously
Mia giggled, taking his hand and turning back to the audience. Penelope handed her the bouquet of roses, which she raised in the air and cheered. She was on cloud nine, nothing could spoil this day.
“Hi, everyone, I’m Kingsley Shacklebolt, the best man—“
“Everyone here knows who you are, Kingsley!” Mia called, chuckling as she clung onto Remus’s arm.
“Alright alright” he waved his hand to dismiss her, tugging at his collar “Well, I don’t know how I can follow such a beautiful speech from our maid of honor Penelope here, but I’ll do my best. I have had the pleasure of knowing Remus and Mia both for many years now…”
Everyone sat around their tables with glasses of champagne raised as Kingsley gave his best man toast. Mia felt so much love as everyone came up to their table to congratulate them, having the entire Order here was perfect. She didn’t need a giant fuss with waiters and frills, just having the people she loved surrounding her was enough. Molly bustled over to their table with a plate of steak, green beans and baked potatoes, setting their plates down in front of them.
“Mia, yours is medium, and Remus yours is so rare I can still hear it moo-ing”
“Thank you Molly— for everything today”
Molly smiled warmly at them, kissing both of their cheeks “Of course, it was my pleasure”
The witch made her way to her seat as the rest of the wedding guests were preparing their plates from Molly’s extensive buffet. Mia sliced a bite of steak off, popping it in her mouth and was horrified at what she was eating. It was so tough— overdone, cooked way to long. She looked at the center of the steak, it was a perfect medium. How on earth was it this tough to her? She looked at Remus’s plate, her mouth beginning to water as he was raising a bite of steak to his mouth. He stopped with his fork in midair, his face puzzling. She stared at him, her eyes moving back and forth between his fork and his eyes. He held the piece of steak out to her, smirking slightly. She took the bite, letting out an audible hum of satisfaction as the heavenly piece of meat melted in her mouth. He chuckled, slicing his steak in half and giving a piece to her. She greedily sliced it up, taking a bite and smiling sheepishly at him.
“’Fucking disgusting’, I believe were your exact words?” He asked smugly
She flushed a deep shade of scarlet “Shut up” she grumbled.
They took a few minutes to eat, many of the wedding guests approaching Remus and Mia to give their congratulations. After the guests had finished eating, Kingsley stepped into the middle of the reception space, amplifying his voice as he pointed his wand at his throat.
“Alright, it’s time for the bride and groom to have their first dance— Remus, Mia—“
Kingsley gestured for them to join him. They rose from their chairs, making their way to the dance floor. A violin started playing a slow, peaceful melody as they began to waltz together, Mia resting her cheek against Remus’s chest, allowing him to lead her gently around the dance floor.
“I love you” she whispered
He didn’t reply, but kissed the top of her head. She felt like she was melting into him, his embrace was warm and comforting. The song must’ve been quick, because she felt like she barely got to blink before the music changed to something just a little more upbeat.
“Let’s have a round of applause for the newlyweds, shall we?” Kingsley’s deep voice boomed through his sonorous charm
The guests clapped furiously; Fred and George wolf whistled as Mia and Remus gave silly, grandiose bows to the audience.
“Now, a few of us planned something to surprise Mia with—“
Mia looked between Kingsley and Remus with a puzzled expression, Remus returning a warm smile with a twinkle in his eye.
“We are missing a very important man in Mia’s life today; her father, John Roswell. A few of us men would like to ask Mia to a dance in place of him for the father daughter dance, even though we cannot even hope to take his place in her heart”
Kingsley took Mia’s hand, leading her into a waltz. He stepped on the hem of her dress almost immediately, clumsily swaying in a circle and messing up which foot he was supposed to stepping with.
“Sorry, I’m not much of a dancer…”
“It’s alright” she laughed, “here, let me lead”
Mia took the lead from him, the waltz only going a tad bit smoother with her in control of their pattern.
“you didn’t have to do this, you know”
“We wanted to— it was Remus’s idea, he knew how much you would’ve wanted your dad here”
She led Kingsley in the awkward dance for just a few bars longer when Bill stepped up, taking Kingsley’s place.
“How you doing today, Mia? Overwhelmed yet?”
Bill was a much better dancer than Kingsley was, leading their dance with very little effort.
“Completely overwhelmed— any advice from one married person to another?”
“Well, seeing as how I have only been married three weeks…” Both of them laughed, then fell silent for a moment as they swayed back and forth. Bill chuckled awkwardly in the moment of silence between them. “Sorry about last night, by the way…”
“It’s ok” she said quickly, blushing “we never have to speak of it again”
Bill smiled gratefully, making idle conversation about his and Fleur’s future plans until Arthur cut in and took his place. Something about dancing with Arthur brought a lump to her throat— maybe because he was more of a father figure to her, unlike Kingsley and Bill who were more her friends? Maybe because he gave such a beautiful, heartfelt ceremony, despite her barely hearing a word of it? She smiled at the balding wizard, fighting the sting of tears in her eyes.
“Arthur, thank you for officiating our ceremony, it was lovely”
“Oh absolutely, anything for you sweetheart”
Arthur was a wonderful dancer as well, as well poised as Bill had been. She wasn’t expecting Arthur to hand her off to Eric, but something about Eric having served with her father made her even more emotional in this moment. The stinging tears won their battle, sliding down her cheeks as Eric and she began their waltz.
“Your dad and I served for a few years together, and he was one of the best guys I have ever known” Eric said, “He would’ve been so happy today, I know it.”
“Thank you, Eric” she sniffled
“I’m sorry we got off on such a weird start, you know, with me trying to butt in on you and Remus—“
“Nothing of it” she said “It’s in the past. I’m really happy for you and Penelope, by the way”
“Thanks, she really is spectacular” he said with a brilliant smile “she’s been everything I’ve wanted in a partner”
“I’m bias, but I think she’s the greatest” Mia laughed. “She is happy with you, I can tell.
She rested her head against Eric’s chest, allowing a few more tears to escape. Her heart could burst she felt so loved by all these wonderful people.
Her feet ached from dancing for the last few hours, feeling on cloud nine as Remus picked her up and spun her around over and over, his hair falling into his eyes and his collar open. The sun had set, the stars shining bright over the still water of the lake, the only ripples in the water coming from a small row boat that Fred and George were piloting out onto the water to light off fireworks.
The sky lit up with bursts of orange, pink and red; the wedding guests cheered happily as Remus pulled her into a passionate kiss. They looked up at the sky as the fireworks now spelled out ‘Congratulations Remus and Mia’, illuminating the lake below.
“You ready to get out of here?” he murmured in her ear.
She nodded; He took her hand and led her over to Kingsley, a broomstick in one hand and a sleeping Reggie cradled in his other arm.
“Your transportation” Kingsley grinned, holding the broom out in front of him
“Uh… my dress is too tight to sit on a broomstick…”
“Sit with your legs off to the side and hold onto me” Remus mounted the broom as Mia looked at him with uncertainty. “I won’t let you fall, trust me”
Mia swore softly and awkwardly sat sideways behind him, one arm wrapped around his torso as the other gripped the broom handle.
“Ready, Mrs. Lupin?” Remus said with a wide toothy grin
“Ready” she smiled nervously
They kicked off, Mia’s stomach lurching as it took her a moment to steady herself. Sitting on the broomstick as if she were riding a horse sidesaddle was awkward, but once she figured out how to distribute her weight, she felt much more secure. The guests cheered as she and Remus soared into the sky, the cottage and their friends growing smaller and smaller below them. Mia rested her face on Remus’s back, smiling as she felt the wind in her hair, and her heart bursting with love.
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