Moths to a Flame

40. The Big Day +

AN: this chapter as you can already tell includes mature themes. There's a very detailed description; It's smut, if the details aren't for you then you skip past it. There's nothing plot related. It's after the wedding scene. I'm not putting a break in the chapter. I just feel it's the responsible thing to do to let the readers know. I don't normally write such detailed scenes it just felt right for this part in the story. Otherwise enjoy!

Aria pov
Winter 1894

I have noticed Sebastian being slightly off ever since he found out about his parents. However we didn't let it interfere with our wedding. The big day is upon us. I finally got together with Natty and Poppy to get a dress for each of us. We sent an invitation to Anne. She hasn't replied to it yet. Times running out and Sebastian is losing hope on reconnecting with her. No matter how much I try and tell him and reassure him. We didn't invite many people, really only my family and very few friends. I did have to send a lengthy letter to my parents telling them about it all. I wanted them to be here but it was difficult to tell them. They came over and had a discussion with us all. They weren't happy about it at first. But as the conversation progressed and the day went on they opened up about it. They may not have to like our lifestyle but they accepted and are now going to be here for the wedding. Mother soon was owling me constantly about what she could do to help us and what we wanted done.

It was a lot. But as the day get closer and closer mother didn't leave our house then by extension father didn't. Mother had the back garden decked out in many flowers and benches for the guests to sit upon. The arch near the alter was covered in flowers, candle lights everywhere. Some floating some strung up in the trees and some on the ground along the aisle. Father had put a protective barrier around it so the weather and wind wouldn't ruin it. It would also provide nice warm air underneath, though it's the middle of February.

The night before mother told Sebastian and Ominis to leave as not to see their bride the night before because apparently it's bad luck? Maybe that's a muggle superstition. Mother is muggleborn, but regardless we obeyed her wish and I spent the night with Natty and Poppy and my mother. We all talked and laughed it was so much fun for us all. My mother excused herself and I then pulled out a bottle of firewhisky to get our night started. We all passed around the bottle and with each swing of the amber liquid you felt it burn and we all getting more and more drunk. But then the fun started Natty started some music with her wand and we all laughed and danced obscenely with each other. Poppy opened up about her and Magnus more than I should have heard honestly. Natty said she found a nice boy from Uganda she's been spending loads of time with and he wants to come to England one day with her. When we finished the bottle we settled down and eventually passed out from exhaustion.

I woke up this morning feeling ill. We definitely had too much last night. I grabbed a wiggenweld and drank it quickly. I immediately started to feel better. I went into the shower to wash up. It dawned on me then. It's my wedding day! When I left the bathroom Poppy and Natty were awake and already had taken the wiggenweld I left out for them. They each took turns in the bathroom and once we were all done we all dressed and did each other's hair. Mother came in and we did her hair too she was in her dress. Mother was emotional when she saw me in my dress. The ivory white was made of a delicate silk and lace, with lacy florals and butterflies, enchanting the fabric. My petticoats were all ruffled and properly in place. My bodice and corset was laced up and I was so excited I'll finally have them as my husbands. My father, I call him papa, but I haven't since I was a little kid.

When the time was right the music played Poppy and Natty started to walked forward, I tugged papa lightly to follow them and me walked with me down the aisle, while holding my bouquet. I looked down to see my boys, no men, now. They both looked amazing. Both so handsome in their tuxedos. Mother was crying I saw out of the corner of my eye. The aisle felt like it was a mile long. I had a bit of tunnel vision I was so focused on the men at the end of it. We I got to them I was having butterflies in my stomach. It was a good kind. The anticipation was strong. Sebastian was tearing up I saw him with his hanky, Ominis looks as stoic as ever. I'm sure he'll crumble too as soon as the vows are said. I hope Sebastian can make it through. I hope I can make it through it all myself.