Unforgettable

Last Promises

*Romula Weasley née Lupin above-best known as Loopy Lupin the second (her father being the original) for her quirky personality as well as her strange silver colored hair*
*So Close from Disney's Enchanted-because a. I wanted to & b. Foreshadowing.*
*9 3/4by Riddle TM*
Setting: where we last left off, but in Jemima's pov...

"What exactly is going on?" Comes dad's protective voice as he seems to stalk over & stand between Mr. Malfoy & I, while I'm cradling my writs

"It's not what you think Potter," he sneers

"Oh really Malfoy?!" Dad snaps

"Dad, stop," I tell him, "please don't make anymore of a scene than what's already played out."

"Mum," Scorpius's voice comes as he hugs me from behind, "are you alright?"

"I'm find little prince," I tell him gently with a smile, "honest," I add in as I look back to dad, then press the matter further, "it's all just a misunderstanding."

"So what did happen then?" Harry now asks glaring at Mr. Malfoy

"My heal broke while I was turning during the dance," I explain like it was obvious, "then I lost my balance while trying to reach and pull my heals off-"

"Then why did you slap grandpa?" Scorpius asked, "and why were glaring at him?"

"Hm?" I reply clueless, "glaring?-slapped?" I say still clueless as I look back up at Mr. Malfoy only to find my hand print on his face, "oh...I was glaring in frustration cause I couldn't get the broken heel off-I had no idea I even slapped you, sorry Lucius."

"..." everyone is silent & stare at me in disbelief

"What?" I asks, "it's true," I state, "look," I add as I hold up the broken shoe, "see?"

"A slap to the face wouldn't be so loud anyways," Mr. Malfoy adds in with a clearing of his voice, "the broken shoe slipped from her hand as she lost her balance trying to get her other shoe off," he explains further, "then the scene everyone saw play out occurred."

"Honestly," I laugh, "I might like to mess with him," I say, "but I wouldn't slap him-on purpose," I laugh harder, "he's not Draco!"

"I resent that statement," Draco voices in as he & Mum make their way over

"Just help me up," I just laugh with with a smile & extended hand

"As you wish," he replies as he grabs me by the inner of my elbow instead of my wrist & pulls me up before taking my broken heel from me to examine it, "these are-"

"From the Yule ball?" I finish in question for him, "yes," I sigh out, "they've seen many a uses," I reply, "they were bound to break eventually...all shoes do."

"We can always fix them with magic," Dad reminds me

"Let's not worry about them now," I reply as I rid them off to the side somewhere, "now, now it's time for cake," I declare, "and toasts."

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"Well, come on," Jemima tells everyone as she goes to take a seat at the teachers table-which is being used as the wedding party table, "what're you all waiting for?-engraved, cause you all already got those. This night isn't over yet."

We all follow her lead and go to the tables, all watch, clapping as she & Draco cut the cake the muggle way; with how weak her being is in the ability of doing magic, it was settled that the majority of the wedding would be do the muggle way & any magic used would be done by all those helping to make her vision real. The house elves gladly serve the cake to the guests before-having Jemima's say so-taking pieces for themselves. It's as we're eating the cake that people start making toasts to the bride & groom..