Whisper Courage

Magic is Might

Aurora was just opening her eyes as the sun began to fall through the window softly, a serene wake up call. She sighed and wiped the sleep from her eyes, kissing Remus to wake him up. They had to get ready before heading off to the Burrow for the wedding. 

"Good morning, love," she smiled, kissing him once more before rising and pulling on a nightgown, walking into the kitchen to make the morning coffee. As it roasted, she pulled out some jam and toast for breakfast, spreading the strawberry glaze over her piece as Remus made his way into the kitchen. He poured them each a cup and she took a sip, feeling its warmth spread through her as the dark liquid splashed down her throat. She took her coffee black, and teased him as he poured cream and sugar into his.

After breakfast, they showered and got dressed. Aurora finally decided on a sapphire-colored summer dress that brought out her blue eyes. It also complimented her blond hair nicely, and she pinned it up loosely behind her head, letting half of it fall in loose curls down her back. 

"We look so classy," she grinned, as Remus pulled on his dress robes. He smiled and twirled her around before kissing her softly.

"You look stunning," he told her with a grin. They did a final check of the apartment to make sure they hadn't forgotten anything before leaving for the Weasley's house. 

They apparated to the Burrow, arriving in the front yard. Aurora could see where the wedding was to be. There was a beautiful arch standing at the end of an aisle. The archway was entwined with white and yellow flowers, and ribbons woven through the trellis. She smiled, holding Remus's hand, as they walked up and knocked on the door to the Weasley house.

The peaceful ambience disappeared as soon as the door was answered. Molly Weasley swept them inside, setting them to work immediately. Aurora grinned at Remus as they separated to spare her some stress. Aurora offered to take care of the chairs, setting them up in rows on either side of the aisle. They were white, to match the rest of the wedding set up, and she flicked her wand lazily to get them to sit perfectly aligned. She watched everyone fretting over the wedding details, and tried to imagine what it would be like if she married Remus. She imagined their relationship wouldn't be much different- they were already living together and had already adjusted to the new stress that had brought. As she watched Mrs. Weasley yell at someone for what seemed like the hundredth time that day, she decided that maybe she didn't want a big wedding like this. Too much stress. Definitely, too much stress. She thought to herself, laughing silently.

 Finally, it was time for the wedding. Aurora and Remus helped direct guests to their seats before taking their own seats on Bill's side of the aisle. She kissed his cheek before lacing her fingers through his. 

She remembered when Molly Weasley had been very disapproving of her son marrying Fleur. Aurora knew along with everyone else that she was mostly unhappy about it because this was the first of her sons to get married. She couldn't help but remember; however, one of Molly's supposed reasons- that they were acting irrationally as most people did in times of great trauma. People thought they would die tomorrow. Aurora sat thoughtfully for a moment. How many other weddings and "irrationalities" would she witness in the coming year? Her thoughts were interrupted as the wedding march began to play, and Remus gave her hand a squeeze.

Bill was waiting at the altar, and as Fleur came down the aisle, Aurora noticed how radiant she looked. She looked confident, too, which was a big part of it. Even Bill looked as though he hadn't met Greyback once Fleur stood beside him. They went through their vows, and were finally pronounced man and wife.

As planned, there was a reception party after the wedding. A band was playing waltzes and different dance numbers, and Fleur and Bill shared their first dance as man and wife. Remus led Aurora out to the dance floor once other couples began to join the newlyweds. They danced closely, his hands on her waist, and hers clasped behind his neck. To her surprise, it wasn't Molly who was making comments, it was Aunt Muriel. Aurora rolled her eyes at Remus and just laughed.