Eternally • Fleur Delacour

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Tuesday, 25th July 1995 [part ii]

"You ready?" Lucian asked, offering his arm to his daughter. Athena smiled, hooking around his arm and nodded before releasing a shaky breath. Lucian held back his tears as they exited the room. He couldn't believe that he is walking his only daughter, handing her over to the care of Fleur. And he couldn't think of another person better.

"Don't cry or I'm going to cry and I know I'm going to cry." Athena chuckled as she pulled her father into a hug. Lucian sighed, remembering that he did indeed cry when he saw Camille walking down the aisle. The two Ashryvers stayed in the hug for as long as they could, Lucian trying not to mess up his daughter's hair or makeup.

"Pops! Thena has to go now!" Corvus announces, knocking on the door. The two laughed as Athena rolled her eyes. Lucian placed a kiss on her forehead as the double doors opened.

Apolline was the first to stand up because she was watching Fleur a little too close. Fleur's eyes lit up and she stood stunned, stopped with her fidgeting. Danielle laughed at her best friend before nudging Fleur. Fleur's eyes fluttered as she tried her hardest to hold back her tears of joy.

Athena, on the other, couldn't care less about holding back her tears. She had to carefully wipe her tears every two seconds. Her tears finally stopped at she was a foot away from Fleur. Lucian took forever to let her go as he kissed her cheeks and hands before Juliette had to drag him with her, laughing at him and Fleur. Fleur helped her up the stage

"You look fucking gorgeous," Athena whispered [in French] as her forehead pressed onto the Veela's. Camille cleared her throat, as she quirked up her eyebrow. Athena rolled her eyes at her mother before receiving a whack from the Minister.

"You remember I'm the one marrying you both." Camille reminded. Athena muttered something under her breath before Fleur kissed her forehead, chuckling. They could have had anyone officiate their wedding but who is better than the one and only Camille Ashryver, Minister of Magic of France? They are both French, after all. "Today! I would say that I am honoured to be gathered with you here."

Camille continued with a wide smile as she watched the two stare deeply into each other's eyes, smiling and desperately in love. They completely blocked out Camille and their guests, the sounds of the water and nature as they stayed in their own little world. Camille cleared her throat, getting their attention after realising that the two idiots didn't know Camille had finished her short and sweet speech and knowing full well they want to get married as soon as they could.

"Vows?"

"Oh!" Fleur chuckled as she squeezed Athena's hand. Athena snorted, offering for Fleur to go first. "I didn't really have anything planned really. I just know that I want to be with you."

"Neither did I," Athena chuckled, turning to look at her family who was shaking their heads in disbelief.

"What a perfect couple," Camille commented.