This chapter is set in the future. And that's when Bella got married to Rod. __________________
I hid a bit behind my parents when they entered the wedding party. My father grabbed my arm and pulled me forward.
"Congratulate your brother and sister-in-law." After congratulating them and then steaming off, he pushed me violently over to them both. "Hey..." I say shyly. "All the best for your wedding." Bellatrix smiled and put her arm around my shoulders.She eyed her old school friend curiously. She wore a black wedding dress. "You look stunning Bella." Noira marveled at Lestrange by marriage. "Are you flirting with my wife?" Rodolphus laughed, knowing that me and Bellatrix had been more than friends back in Hogwarts days. "Whenever I have the chance." I grinned and winked at my sister-in-law. She shook her head.
"I'm sorry, Noira, that nothing could make you two- you two, you know." My brother suddenly said. I shrugged my shoulders. "It's not like it would have worked. I wouldn't have survived the wedding night at the latest." I grinned. Bellatrix ruffled my open hair, which was now chin-length and rather straight. "Your brother won't get to me either. I doubt you'll be an aunt, at least from our side."
She shrugged indifferently. My brother seemed a little hurt but tried to cover it up. "Don't look like that... I like my men like I like my coffee." He started to say something when I remembered something. "I thought you didn't like coffee" she grinned and nodded. "Well, I like my partner like the shelves in our house. Always superior to me." Bellatrix flicked my forehead.
"You can't make any comparisons. Just say like me, always above you while you're on all four-" powder red, I slapped her shoulder. My brother laughed and slowly led us to the middle of the party.
After a while, dancing started. My sister-in-law ignored her husband and approached me. I wanted to contradict her, but the words: "Come on honey" convinced me. She grabbed my hand and started dancing with me to the song.My family and a few others eyed us suspiciously. We noticed the looks and reduced the physical contact until only my father watched with eyes like slits. "Guerrierluna, come here right now." He snapped when me and Bella got a little too close again. I broke away from Bella, who looked at her husband and waved him over and started dancing with him, even more at a distance. My father grabbed me by the collar of my suit, the clothes didn't suit me and that's how I actually got my way.
"I don't want to see you that close to the bride again, leave it be with women. Find a man, go about your duties and bring male offspring for our family," he growled, sexist as usual. Nevertheless, I nodded. Because at the latest when we left the festival I would get my punishment for disobedience, even if I was already old enough to take care of myself.
Fortunately, I no longer lived with my father, but had temporarily stayed with Amanda or Felixa. Although I had to stop by at home a few times and have to undergo another lecture. Suddenly my sister-in-law and my brother came to me. "Noira, I spoke to Bella, we have a guest room for you, you can stay with us if you want, since you don't have your own apartment." I smiled at both of them and nodded gratefully.
The celebration was relatively long and there were actually one or the other drunk. Among other ones, my father, which is why I immediately decided to sleep at my brothers today. The two just shrugged at the message as if it was the most normal thing and continued with whatever they started with. When everyone had said goodbye and I'm with the two, Bella showed me her room. Nevertheless, we sat around in the living room for a while, chatting or catching up on a dance that we weren't allowed to do at the wedding because of my lovely father.
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