The Tale of Guinevere

The Wedding

I woke up early on the day of Bash's wedding, so I slipped out of my room and peeked into Bash's. He was still asleep, his arms tucked under his pillow as he laid on his stomach. I saw Bill walk out of his room and send him a wink before I barged in the room. Right in front of the bed, I leaped forward so I crashed on top of him.

"Wakey, wakey, sunshine! It's wedding time!" I cried out as I fell on him. Bash groaned in his pillow as I sat on his back. I heard Bill chuckle from the door, I looked behind me to see him leaning against the doorframe, a grin on his lips. "The big guns then." I grinned and wiggled my fingers. I attacked his sides, making him squirm beneath me.

"Alright, alright, I'm up!" I heard him laugh as he turned, making me fall next to him. "You're evil." He said, and like any normal adult would do, he stuck out his tongue.

"It's your wedding day, big brother. You should be up and atom." I kissed his cheek. "You go shower, we'll make breakfast." I pointed to the Weasley at the door. I hopped off the bed and walked towards Bill. But before we headed out the room, I looked over my shoulder. "I better hear water running in ten minutes or I'll be back." Bill laughed as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder and guided me to the kitchen.

I was helping Bill with his tie when the bell rang through the flat. "I got it." Bash called out and I focused my attention back to the oldest Weasley in front of me. Once the tie was done, I folded the golden handkerchief.

"Thank you for letting me crash here, again." I grinned as I tucked the handkerchief in the breast pocket.

"In a few hours, you're family. And even then, I like you." He winked.

"Maybe you should find yourself your own girl, brother." I heard a familiar voice behind me and turned to see the oldest Weasley twin leaning against the door. His eyes found mine and he smiled broadly. "Hi, love."

"Hey, Fred." I walked over and wrapped my arms around him. "What are you doing here?" I asked when I pulled back.

"Two things. One-" He held out his index finger. "Georgie told me about yesterday, and I wanted to see you. Two-" Second finger came up. "Charlie wanted me to check up on Bash."

"It's good to see you, Fred. You look good." I said as I pulled a little at his blazer.

"Well, I always look good." He grinned and I heard Bill snort behind me. "Don't mean to sound rude, but..." He looked me up and down. My hair was tied in a messy bun on the top of my head, I was still wearing my baggy pyjama's. "Are you going to the wedding like this?"

"As long as she's coming, she can wear whatever she wants." Bash said as he walked past the room. The three of us looked to the hallway, where he had already disappeared before laughing.

"No matter how sweet that was, no I'm not wearing this. I'm just making sure the boys-" Bill cleared his throat. "Men." I corrected. "Are ready. They all take way longer anyway." I shrugged.

"Since we are no metamorphmagus, yes it takes is longer to look so handsome."

"But us Weasleys, don't need much time." Fred added with his typical grin.

"Alright, let me look at the two of you." I gestured the both of them in front of me. I looked over at Fred first. His muggle suit fitted him perfectly, his hair was perfectly tousled. It looked like he just had come out of his bed, but I knew he had put the time in it to make it look like he didn't. I twirled my finger in front of me. "Turn." Fred rolled his eyes before he turned. "Aha, you should take a little more time next time." I snickered as I pulled his shirt that stuck out of his pants. Fred chuckled as he tucked it in his trousers.