Lovelight

Lay All Your Love On Me

The sun on her skin matched the light in her heart.

Maia Granger had been having a great few days. The idea was both sarcastic and genuine‒ she had a list of both the good and bad things running in her head at all times.

Good things:

- Her wedding was in less than two weeks.

- Her Aunts were on the island.

- Her fiance was being more than lovely regarding the intricacies of their wedding that he did not care about.

- Her future father-in-law was arriving any minute and he would be able to calm her mother down.

- Her father would be in attendance at her wedding and was on the island at that moment.

Bad things:

- Her wedding was in less than two weeks.

- Her Aunts were on the island.

- Her fiance was being more than lovely regarding the intricacies of their wedding that he did not care about.

- Her future father-in-law was arriving any minute and he would be able to calm her mother down.

- Her father would be in attendance at her wedding and was on the island at that moment.

Oh, and how could she forget to add to the list of bad things that her mother was losing her mind and she didn't know who her father was?

Here was the recap:

Maia's wedding was in less than two weeks, which was great because the waiting period would finally be over and she and James would be able to say that they both moved past their parents' issues and did something they wanted to simply because they wanted to.

Her Aunts were on the island, which was wonderful because she got to see them but absolutely awful because she had forgotten about how overbearing they could be.

James was being wonderful and providing input whenever Maia or her mother asked him, but he never did anything more than that. It was so beyond infuriating that sometimes the girl had to remove herself from planning for the day because she couldn't bear to look at another piece of fabric or flower arrangement without feeling as if everything was incredibly one-sided. She knew it wasn't, but logic didn't exactly exist for a bride less than fourteen days out from her wedding. She just wished he would seem to care a little bit more.

James' father was coming by the island by way of portkey any minute now, which was both a blessing and a curse. Harry had always been more than lovely to Maia over the years, being there for her as a parental figure whenever she and Hermione had gotten into a fight or minor disagreement. She loved him, both as her mother's doting friend and as her future father-in-law. And while him showing up on the island would be great for her mother to be distracted from the stress of the wedding, it also meant that she would have to plaster on the look of beaming bride and gracious hostess for yet another person.

Not that she wasn't a beaming bride or a gracious hostess, it just got to be a lot at times.

And then there was the topic of her father. A multi-faceted idea, a thing she hadn't even really thought about much until she was seven and realized that it wasn't normal to only live with one parent. She had thought it was relatively normal because James only had Harry and she had only ever seen all of her other childhood acquaintances with one parent, but the day of her Muggle elementary school's family picnic had proved otherwise.

Maia was the odd one out, the girl without a father. She hadn't realized it was strange until everyone told her it was. She had been so naively happy with just herself and her mother, but once those children had planted the idea of a father in her head, she couldn't move past it.