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Sunlight beamed into her eyelids as her ears are starting to adjust to the sounds of singing birds. Rubbing her eyes, she stood up from her position and glanced around the room. "I guess yesterday wasn't a dream after all." She sighed.

Suddenly a knock came from her door and Elysia welcomed the intruder. The little elf walked to the side of Elysia's bed and commented on how bad she looks, "You look like you haven't slept a wink, Miss Lennox."

"That's because I didn't." Elysia replied while rubbing her eyes.

"Mrs. Lennox had asked me to come get you." Lifting her head up, she questioned the little elf. "For what?"

"It's for your wedding, Miss Lennox. She'll be in the tea room waiting for you." And just like that the little elf disappeared with a snap.

Rolling her eyes, Elysia stood up from her bed and walked into her bathroom. She took off her nightgown and stared at herself in the mirror. Old scars from her childhood displayed throughout her entire back. Feeling as if the pain is still there, she took a deep breath and stepped into the bathtub to wash herself.

As soon as she's done, she swiftly entered her mother's tearoom and began discussing wedding plans. "Since we only have a week from now on, we will have to prepare your wedding dress, the cake, and everything." Her mother gleamed. "Now, how many guests should we invite?" She asked as Elysia stared out into boredom.

"That won't be necessary." Replied a calm voice from across the room. The voice brought Elysia's attention back into reality as she quickly turned her head to see him standing by the door.

Voldemort took a step inside the tearoom and slipped his hands back into his slacks. "I would prefer it if the wedding is quick. There will be no guests, just the two of us. And I'm sure Miss Lennox would agree to that as well." He stated as he looked into Elysia's eyes.

"I'm sure my daughter would want some company and an after-party, won't you darling?" Celine asked as she stared at Elysia.

For once, Elysia felt a little adventurous and spoke her mind. "Actually, Lord Voldemort's request is quite pleasant. No cake, decorations, nor guests, and surely no after-party." She confirmed. "The ceremony is all that there is."

Before her mother could say another word, Voldemort blurted out, "There will be someone present to be a witness." And without further notice, he walked out.

Annoyance displayed in Elysia's face that she pardon herself and ran after Voldemort. Right when she made it out of the tearoom, he's already disappeared down the hall. Picking up her pace, Elysia ran after him and yelled, "Stop!". But that didn't stop him. He just kept going.

He walked down the stairs and headed straight out into the sun room, unaware that Elysia was right behind him. She was so caught up about catching Voldemort that she didn't realize he led her straight outside, into where she feared to be around with. Bodies of water.

Voldemort stood still with his back facing her without saying a word. Elysia felt like she couldn't breathe as she took a couple steps back, wanting to run away.

"Scared of a little water?" Voldemort asked. She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him. "What are you talking about?"

Voldemort slowly turned around and smiled. That evil grin sent chills down her back. What once was a sunny sky suddenly turned dark as the wind began to pick up its pace. Elysia felt suffocated as the wind blew right at her face.

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