Invisible String [t. s]

Sweetest Devotion

August 26th, 1927.
Lake Como, Italy.

  Amélie was applying her crimson red lipstick on as Queenie fixed the train of her dress and Tina pinned up her hair. Both girls were wearing navy blue dresses and looked already beautiful. "Are you nervous?" Asked Queenie when her eyes met Élie's through the mirror. The French woman smiled with happiness, she was beaming with it.

"I am." She confessed. "Ever since I woke up, I've had this knot of nerves in my ribs. But it's an oddly nice thrill." The Goldstein sisters smiled at her when someone knocked on the door. The three of them exchanged looks as Tina walked up to the door and opened it, poking her head out to look at the person on the other side, but avoiding them from looking in.

"Oh, come in." Said Tina and moved aside, allowing Lally and Aura, Theseus' mother, to walk in. Lally was wearing the same blue dress as the sisters while Aura was wearing a pastel pink dress, her hair perfectly curled above her shoulders.

"My goodness, Amélie." Aura exclaimed as Élie turned around to face her soon to be mother-in-law. The red haired witch smiled brightly at the woman, her blue eyes teary as she looked at the girl that had stolen Theseus' heart ever since he was a young boy. "You look beautiful." She added as her eyes scanned the white silk wedding dress Rosier was wearing.

It had very short sleeves that fell elegantly below her shoulders in pleats, the fabric was tight around her torso, but as it reached her hips, it began to fall loosely to form the short train of the dress; it was backless, although two straps formed an X shape on her back, the edge of the dress on the small of her back. Amélie's hair had been carefully pinned up, French style now that it was longer; she was wearing dangling pearl earrings that used to be her mother's which made her look a lot more elegant.

"Thank you, Aura." She said as the woman held Amélie's hand.

"This is for you." Mrs Scamander said, offering a small wooden box. Amélie's eyebrows furrowed as she gently took the box from her hands before she opened it. Inside, a simple but fancy oval sapphire being held by a white gold chain, a beautiful necklace. Amélie looked up at Aura with shock in her eyes.

"No. Aura, this...this is too—" Mrs Scamander's hand fell upon her own, stopping her words.

"Please." Élie blinked and Aura smiled at the incredulous face she had just made, acknowledging it had probably been years since Amlélie was gifted something this important. "It matches the ring. Killian, Theseus' father, he gave it to me months before he passed. It would mean a lot to me for you wear it. To have it." Amélie smiled as the older woman held her hands.

"Thank you." Aura smiled and nodded before hugging Amélie. Both had their eyes teary.

"Well," Aura cleared her throat. "I've checked on the guests and the groom, everyone's ready for you." The ladies nodded and Aura walked out. When she left, Amélie began to cry, but the girls helped in order to not let the tears ruin her makeup. Eventually, Rosier regained her composure and got fixed up. Soon, she was ready to go.

  Outside and already waiting, Theseus found himself nervous on one side of the altar. His brown hair slick back, although he kept running his hand through his hair, messing it up as his blue anxious eyes looked at the guests that were sitting, patiently waiting for the ceremony to begin.

  He let out a breath as he looked around the venue: the flowers were elegant red roses with baby breath, which were attached to the sides of the seats and adorned the aisle and its white carpet. On the opposite side of the aisle, an arch of the same flowers which he and Amélie would stand underneath in just a moment. The water of the lake shimmered underneath the evening's sunlight, causing the water to seem blue, green and orange.