both Frank and Alice, who stood beside them, chuckling at the pink cheeks their son was
sporting.
Kingsley stood between Frank and Minerva, who chatted with Molly, though he all
but ignored the witches in favour of Bill and Fleur Weasley, discussing the latest changes
in werewolf rights. Next to Fleur, Charlie, Fred, and George were attempting to weasel out
of Percy the name of his new girlfriend, whom he had not invited to the wedding, as it was
too soon in their relationship to expose the poor girl to the discomfort she would surely
feel around his family. Ginny was egging them on but broke away when Harry took his
place between her and Ron.
"All set?" Ginny asked him.
Harry dipped his head, casting a reassuring glance at Sirius that was appreciated.
"Can't believe this is going to be us soon."
Ginny winked at him. "I'm all for eloping if you are."
Harry looked at her with a level of love and devotion that almost had Sirius bursting
into laughter. "You're perfect."
Arthur smiled, having overheard the conversation, and patted Sirius on the back.
"Let's not tell Molly about that just yet."
"I don't blame them," Sirius muttered, fidgeting with his dress robes until he
eventually shrugged out of them. Ignoring both Andromeda and Narcissa's objections, he
removed the tight-fit shirt as well and tossed it to Harry. Once feeling a bit less constricted,
he pulled the robes back on and left them hanging open, exposing his chest.
"She'll like it better this way," he insisted as Arthur stared at him.
"Are you nervous?" Remus asked Mia as they stood together at the end of the long
red carpet that led down toward the circle awaiting them, lined with floating jars filled with
bluebell flames. Beyond the circle, Tilly and Dobby were taking care to make sure Teddy
did not attempt to handle baby Victoire too roughly.
"Nervous about marrying Sirius?" Mia asked, grinning. "Were you nervous about
marrying Tonks?"