Married Life; A Newtina Fanfic

The Wedding

"Queenie, this is the most stupid looking dress I have ever worn!" Tina said. It was covered in diamonds and poofed out so much that she could hardly turn. The heels hurt her feet, and she was dripping diamonds on her wrists and neck. "I hate it!" Tina declared. "But Teenie-" "Queenie, I know that the wedding is today, but that doesn't mean allowing you and Alice to make the dress wasn't a mistake!" "Tina, that wasn't the dress I made! The dress I made was different, much more simple than-" Queenie gestured to the hideous mess of jewels. Suddenly, there was a knock. Mrs. Scamander walked in carrying a bag and a dress. "Is this the dress you designed?" she asked. Queenie's face lit up. "Yes, it is!" She ran up to Mrs. Scamander to take the dress and bag. Queenie helped Tina get rid of all her jewelry and her dress before helping her step into the new dress.

The dress was perfect, in Tina's opinion. The skirt had nothing on it, but the top had a lace design on it. The veil was simple, but it had a small row of white roses at the top where it rested on her head. Other than a small pair of pearl earrings, she wore no jewelry. She was grateful when she discovered that her shoes were a pair of beautiful, soft flats. "Alice must have switched dresses. She always complained that this dress didn't have enough 'bling,'" Queenie laughed, and Tina smiled. "I'm sorry I blew up at you, Queenie," Tina said. "It's not to worry! I would have blown up at you if I thought you had pulled a stunt like that on me!" Queenie laughed again. Another knock was heard on the door. Mr. Scamander entered wearing a suite. "Hello, Tina. How are you feeling?" "Terrified I'll trip and fall on my way down the aisle!" Tina exclaimed. "Well, I was wondering if I could walk you down the aisle. You see, it is tradition for the bride's father to walk the bride down the aisle to her groom, so I figured that I could do it." Mr. Scamander looked at her. Tina sighed with relief. "I'll have some support down that dang aisle!" Mr. Scamander chuckled, and Queenie rushed off to take her seat. Caoimhe walked in holding a locket made out of pearls. "I'm sorry Tina, but this was my good luck charm, and I was wondering if you wanted to wear it," Caoimhe said. Tina took the necklace and clasped it around her neck, giving Caoimhe a grateful smile. Caoimhe quickly rushed off to reassure Credence that she was okay.

"Ready, Tina?" Mr. Scamander offered his arm. Tina took it. Flowers in hand, she walked with him down to the case where the wedding was taking place. It was at a bright green meadow with lots of roses. Each guest sat on a bench that seemed to be made by nature itself. They all stood to look at Tina, who was approaching the beginning of the aisle. Her fingernails dug into Mr. Scamander's coat as she tried to steady herself. She felt like she was going to fall over. Her knees shook. She mustered the courage to look at Newt, and she found that she couldn't look away.

He looked so handsome, wearing a suite, his now- blue eyes filled with adoration. Tina looked around. She saw Queenie and Jacob beaming happily. She saw Caoimhe smiling, Credence holding her hand. She saw Alice scowl when she saw the dress Tina was wearing. She saw Theseus laugh at Alice's reaction. She saw Mrs. Scamander smile at her kindly. She saw Graves, ready to be the one to wed them. She saw Madam President and all her Auror friends. Finally, they reached the end of the aisle. Mr. Scamander gently pried her fingers away from his coat and Newt took her hand, his eyes shining with happiness. "You're so beautiful," he whispered. "You're so handsome," Tina whispered back, causing New to blush.

"We are gathered today for the wedding of Miss Porpentina Esther Goldstine and Mister Newton Artemis Fido Scamander," Graves said, his voice low and even. He pulled out his wand, and Newt took her hand. "Newt, do you promise to love and cherish Tina with all your heart, mind, and soul for as long as you shall live?" "I do," Newt replied in his familiar velvet voice. A shimmery strand slithered out of his wand, wrapping around both of their hands. "Tina, do you promise to love and cherish Newt with all your heart, mind and soul?" "I do," Tina said. Another strand wrapped around their hands. For each vow they recited, a strand would wrap around their hands. An Unbreakable Vow.

Finally, Graves said, "I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." Newt cupped her face with one hand before pressing his lips softly up against hers. The applause was thunderous. This kiss felt different from every other kiss she had ever shared with him because now, Newt was hers forever and she was Newt's forever. The feeling made her tremble with joy. They finally broke apart, and Tina turned back towards everyone, snuggled up by Newt. Credence was smiling, glancing between Tina and Caoimhe, his fingers still intertwined with Caoimhe's. He wants to marry Caoimhe, she realized. 

The rest of the wedding was amazing. Jacob rolled in a giant cake that had Newt's creatures all over it that were made of sugar. Instruments played songs that varied from jazz to a slow waltz. Credence actually mustered up the courage to ask Caoimhe to dance, and she gladly accepted. That was an hour ago, and he was still dancing with her. Mrs. Scamander poured out some of her legendary butter beer.

Finally, it was time for Newt to leave with Tina for their honeymoon. Tina took his hand, and Newt ushered everyone out of his case before closing it and picking it up. Everyone cheered as they headed off to find a good place to apparate.

"Where are we going?" Tina asked. "That house that Alice has in Paris. It's not terribly fancy,  but-" "Newt, it's perfect," Tina said softly. With a deep breath, Newt apparated to the cottage.