The Fort stands on a clifftop in a remote area of Cornwall. The August sun, casts its reflection across the shining water, creating a warm glow over the venue. The gardens are nicely decorated with chairs and tables, arranged into formations. Flowers fill the area, as the dramatic backdrop of beaches and cliffs cascade along the coastline. It is undoubtedly one of the most beautiful locations in the United Kingdom.

Inside the ancient fort is a large room, big enough to house over a hundred people, still retaining its historical features with its stone walls and paintings that have survived countless battles and weathering. A long aisle right down the centre of the room, mapped out by an esquizite white carpet. Either side of the aisle are chairs, covered in white material and silk bows, comfortable to sit on individually named, family to the front and friends filling in the extra seats. At the end of the aisle is a platform, a step up from the rest of the room so it can be seen by all, yet still managable for high heels. A man is stood at the end, smiling at the visitors. “Welcome to Polhawn Fort” he says as you find your way to your seat.

Down a pathway in the gardens is a hidden location. A small, sheltered bay provides the location for a short stroll, the waves crashing beneath your feet as you walk along the sands, the large rocks breaking up the rolling sea as they approach breaking point. It looked like something in a myth, close your eyes and you'd imagine a mermaid perched on one of the rocks, beckoning you over with her song, pretty, much unlike the type you'd find in the Lake at Hogwarts.

Back up the pathway, after the ceremony is over, another room within the fort has been transformed into the perfect reception area. Tables are in circles, covered in the same white linin that was on the chairs. In the centre of each table is a goldfish bowl, a single fish swimming around in circles happily, the fish can be kept by the guests if they so wish. Organised around each bowl are seashells, all unique and glistening under the romantic lighting. Seemingly floating lights are above you, creating a soft glow over each table as the sun starts to set over the sea. Each place name is created on white card with a beach hut drawing depicted next to the swirly writing. Find your seat and enjoy your entirely vegetarian meal, picked from the menu cards on the table. Don't worry, there is sure to be something there for everyone.

The Bride and Groom can be found at the long table at the front.

♥ Guests ♥

Wedding Party

❥Bride: Trixie Amelia Malfoy ( Lottiepot )
❥Groom: Alfred James Broadmoor ( noodles )
❥Maid of Honour: Ella Ainsworth ( Emishlon )
❥Bridesmaids: Vashti Greenwell ( Snape'sGirlThru&Thru ) Emma Malfoy ( Emms ) Katrina Broadmoor ( noodles )
❥Paige Boy: Thomas Broadmoor ( noodles )
❥Best Man: Darren O'Dowd ( ChloeeCloverr )

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Others

❥Trixie's Right Hand Man: Oliver Greenwood ( noodles )
❥Cameron Caddock ( Lexers )
❥Patrick Dubois ( Ellieeenator )
❥Vanessa Campbell ( JeshieRAWR )
❥Aiden Chevalier ( Cedric )
❥Chandler Montague ( Tibz )
❥Kaia Barnard ( Shanners )
❥Cassie Storm ( Davvy Wavvy )
❥Nancy Hudonson ( Lislchen )
❥Jeremy Zookara ( Lislchen )
❥Sarah Griffin ( MeredithRodneyMcKay )
❥Iris Beaumont ( Nixy! )
❥Fallon McCarthy ( GrapehGrape )
❥Annie Robles ( Yaya )
❥Jayce Cannon ( Wood'sLittleFlower )
❥Neptune Bott ( Mad Eye Touz )
❥Treyen Lockhart ( Lockhartian )
❥Sophie Conolly ( Nordic Witch )
❥Cody Russell ( Chelliephone )
❥Evan Cartwright ( Deniiz )
❥Cedric Leone ( Wenzlebug )

If you knew Trixie or Freddie really well and you're not included on the above wedding list, please mention it and we'll include you on it. Everyone is allowed a plus one if you wish to bring one that's not on here.

♥ Scene One - Before the Ceremony ♥

Trixie is getting ready in the bridal suite just before the wedding in a hotel near the fort. A horse and carriage awaits her outside to take her the short distance to the ceremony. Her bridal party can be found in the room here to, as well as anyone who wants to come show their support before the wedding starts. Freddie is situated in another room far away from the Bridal Suite. The nerves are getting to them both but as the clock ticks, the aisle is getting closer and closer.

Nervous.

That was the best way to describe exactly how Trixie was feeling. Not because she was scared of getting married, but because she wanted this day to go exactly how she wanted it to, for both her and for Freddie. The bridal suite was empty once Trixie's hair and make-up had been done. Her blonde locks cascading into ringlets down her back and she was physically shaking as she stood, watching out of the large window in the hotel.

Where was her bridal party? It wouldn't be too long before her transport to the fort arrived. It wasn't too far at all, just a way of making an entrance. An impression. Surely guests were arriving by now? Those fort doors would be open and Freddie was either there already or just about to leave.

She sat down on a window seat so she could rest her feet, which had been throbbing over the amount of time it had taken to lace the back of her dress up, making sure not to make any creases in the material. She hoped a knock on her door would come soon, prayed for one in fact, a distraction was most welcome.

Ella Ainsworth was scurrying around the venue, already dressed in her blue, short-length dress, but with thick cotton socks covering her feet. Her heels were held tightly in her hands, and she refused to put them on until the ceremony was officially beginning. The nineteen-year-old had left Aiden somewhere in The Fort, as she had Maid of Honour duties to attend to. Honestly, though, she was running a tad late and Trixie was probably all ready to get out that door by now. Yes, she had been there earlier, but she had left and got distracted with Aiden as soon as Trixie started to get ready.

Bridal suite, bridal suuuiiiteee......?
Gotcha. Ella knocked on the door with the heel of her shoes by mistake. Whoops, better not let it slip to Trixie about the damage she was causing to the shoes.

"Trix? It's Ella..." Maid of Honour, AT YO SERVICE. A few seconds passed and the impatience got the better of her, so Ella opened the door slowly. When she saw her cousin, finally finished getting ready, she grinned. "Cuz! You look amazing!" Awww, she really did. And the area was completely stunning. A* on the wedding so far, but maybe she was a little biased.

She looked around. Where was everyone else?! Whatevs. Ella looked back to Trixie. "Nervous?" Course she would be.

Blimey.

This place was massive. He'd known it was gonna be posh, Freddie's fiancee was posh so he'd expected posh. He'd more expected some like..cathederal or some huge church though, not this. A fort...well, wow, that was quite something...He wasn't even sure what a fort WAS, This obviously. It was nice though, big and stuff; there was obviously a lot of people coming D: The tables looked nice though and the weather weren't bad so it seemed today was gonna be an alright day.The ninteen year old had left his wife and the kids to go find the room where the wedding was actually taking place while he'd gone into the gardens with Fred for some fresh air.

The air was fresh alright, it was like...beyond words Darren's vocabulary knew. But yeah, nothing bad. The boy walked along side his best friend ever now and again glancing up at him before saying "You okay, mate ?" because he wasn't really sure what else to say.

Geez Louise, this was a nice wedding venue.

Aiden Chevalier leisurely strolled back into this fort place, admiring the interior. It was all very beautiful - probably the prettiest wedding he had attended, but he didn't even want to imagine the pricetag along with it. But, if they had the means, then why not go all out? The occasion called for it.

He had managed to detain Ella from her Maid Of Honor duties for a little while, but now his girlfriend was back off with her cousin again, leaving him to explore alone until he happened upon friends and acquaintances. His blue eyes diverted to the rows and rows of white seats, some of them already occupied, but he decided to take his time before actually sitting. Heck, he'd he sitting the whole ceremony, he didn't want to start early.

Emma Malfoy had just left her family talking to the other guests as she slipped away, tip-toeing to find the bride. She had also left poor Braeden Stonem, her boyfriend, with her parents. But luckily her brother was there to save Brae. She had quickly kissed his cheek and then went of ti find Trixie and the bridal party. As she walked down the hallway, the blonde beamed as she walked past some guests and she reached the door pretty quickly. With camera in her hand she wa ready to take photos. And in her other hand she had a present wrapped in blue paper, which she'd give to Trix later. Not to mention the present happened to be a special Malfoy heirloom that Astoria Greengrass had worn when she married Draco Malfoy.

Anyway. She was a bridesmaid and she had to help Trixie and Ella. So in her sandy coloured grey dress the blonde made her way towards the door. She was so excited. It was Trix's special day. The Malfoy couldn't believe that Trix was getting married. It was just so exciting.

The Malfoy knocked on the door softly three times and waited. Give her some time.... But the blonde had butterflies in her stomach and she was just too impatient not to see what her cousin looked like. So, she slowly opened the door to see Trixie and Ella in there. A smile appeared on her face at the sight of Trixie. Trix looked amazing. "Trix! You look stunning!" she exclaimed with a wide smile. The blonde turned her brown eyes towards Ella. "Hey Ella. You look pretty to," added Emma with a sweet smile before directing her attention back to Trix. "You ready?" The blonde felt as if she would squeal with excitement.

Patrick walked into the wedding venue, his eyes captivated by every detail. Mannn this must have taken Trixie weeks upon months to put it all together. And to think that there was more coming as the night went on. The ocean theme was quite a lovely idea. He carried a wedding gift in his hand, unsure as to whether he should hold onto it or put it somewhere. Didn't they like... have a table to place gifts on before weddings started? As of right now, he didn't spot one...

But he did happen to spot his best mate standing all by himself. Ella must have wanted to get here early to encourage Trixie before the nerves kicked in. "Hey mate," Patrick greeted as he got closer. "Ella already here?" You never know, his assumption could have been wrong. "This is Will," he added, gesturing at the guy about his height behind him. "Family friend. He decided to tag along." Their families used to attend the parties both of them threw. His mum apparently was friend's with Will's mum back in the day. Will and him were never particularly close, but hey...people start growing up at one point or another.

The 17 year old trailed behind Patrick from the time they had apparated here, until the time they stood in the venue. It was nice. Not exactly his taste, but decent nevertheless. Luckily for him, he never planned on getting married so he wouldn't have to deal with the problem of picking out stuff you decorate a wedding with. Even though he had no intentions of marriage, he still felt like flowers were an important aspect. This place lacked flowers. Oh...and what's this? Patrick his not so much friend, but what did it matter? knew some dude here. Figured. What did he expect? Why he had agreed on coming to this wedding in the first place....he did not know.

Except he was gonna try not to be a 'Negative Nate'. This wasn't his day. He knew that. Plus he didn't want to be known as the one who ruined the couple's big day.

Will gave the Aiden guy a general 'wassup?' nod. Then turned and looked around to see the other guests coming to this event. Maybe he'd know one...but that was highly unlikely.

Vashti Greenwell had wandered off a few minutes before Trixie had started putting on her gown and everything. She had only intended to be gone a few minutes, wanting to get a bit of fresh air and away from the tense, nervous energy permeating the bridal suite, but even the hotel was pretty large and she had lost track of where she was. Merlin, of course she would be the one to get lost now. Trixie would never forgive her if she didn't show up - and Vashti wouldn't blame her in the least.

But anyway, at least she was wearing flats instead of heels like most of the others - those would've made walking around and hurrying to get back to where she needed to be a lot harder. Getting used to this dress was difficult enough. It was gorgeous, don't get her wrong, but she wasn't used to wearing pretty, long, expensive dresses like this. It just felt weird.

And then - FINALLY - she found the suite. Thank Merlin. She heard voices on the other side, so she knocked a couple of times to let them know someone was coming in then opened the door. Ah, there was Ella, Emma, and-

Woooooow.

"Trixie, you look amazing," she said, grinning. Merlin's beard, she'd thought her friend was beautiful already, but she looked even more stunning right now. Then, turning to Ella and Emma, she said, "You guys look incredible too!" That blue dress was just gorgeous, and Emma's dress was the same as Vashti's, but she looked far better in it in Vashti's opinion.

Oh thank GOODNESS.

Trixie let out a sigh of relief as a knock came upon her door, it was just the escape that she needed, a break, reassurance, anything to calm the nerves that were overwhelming her right now. Her eyes darted up to the clock, only a few more minutes left and she'd have to leave here. A million emotions rolled into one. Nerves, excitement, pure joy, but none could correctly describe what was running through her mind.

She was getting married. MARRIED. To a Muggleborn. It would have been unheard of a few generations ago.

She turned around as a voice drifted into the room. Noticing how she wasn't wearing any shoes, the Blonde raised her eyebrows. "Interesting choice of footwear there Ella" Yes the socks really completed the outfit.

And breeeeeath. This wasn't nearly as scary as having her baby was.

She blushed at her comment, she felt pretty, like a princess. "Thank you. You look pretty amazing yourself" she grinned and then grabbed hold of her hand, gripping it tightly. "Nervous? Pfft no.. I'm absolutely terrified. What if everything goes wrong?! What if.. if.. I don't even KNOW" she flailed.

And there came another knock and a swift entrance. Well at least her Bridesmaids were very good at time keeping. She wouldn't be left waiting for them. Her best friend? Now that was another matter. And she couldn't leave until Ollie was with her could she?

N'awwwww. It was lovely. On your wedding day you got a load of compliments. She grinned, blushing down at the floor only to realise that she hadn't put her tiara on yet. TIS WAS A DISASTER!

D: D: D:

"My tiara! Has anyone seen my tiara?!" she asked, scanning around the room frantically. It was the final thing in her outfit. She wasn't leaving this room until she had it on.

"Thank you Emma, you look lovely too" she complimented her back, smiling as much as she could manage whilst still searching the suite for her hair piece. Her curls wouldn't stay in without that on her head. "I.. I think I'm ready. I mean I am ready. Or maybe I'm not" She was definitely ready to commit but.. This wedding business was scary!

Breeeeeeeath!

...Okay three more people.

There was only three more arrivals and then she could leave. Perhaps once she had left this room the nerves would disappear. It would certainly stop the waiting and well, the waiting was the worst part wasn't it?

Vashti!

The nineteen year old grinned at the Ravenclaw as she walked in. "N'aww" and another blush. "Thank you Vash, you look amazing too" Really. They ALL did!

"Okay two more people and we can leave" Because Trixie's dad was waiting outside for them all, not wanting to be intrusive.

Oh... my... GOD!

Freddie had never been so nervous in his entire life! Not even the day he ventured into the magical world for the first time on his own at the ripe age of seventeen!

He fidgeted with his tie. Did he look overdone? Did he look underdone? Did he look as stressed as he felt?!

He cursed in a quiet mumble under his breath as he paced back and forth and back and forth and back and forth again. Why hadn't he taken Trixie up on the offer of eloping to Paris to do this?

He glanced at his best friend and shook his head. “No..” He replied honestly.

“...This pomposity makes me nervous. I didn't think it would be quite so...” He looked out at sea. “..grand.”

But that was what came of marrying the poshest girl you'd ever met. And it was worth the nerves in the end. He'd get what he wanted. To be able to call Trixie his wife. It was the ultimate way of showing your love for someone. And, boy, did Freddie love that woman.

Darren kicked at the ground awkwardly as his friend paced, it was like he could almost ..feel the nerves coming off the groom as he passed him but honestly, he didn't know what to say to calm him down.

Sure they were best friends, and he felt a little guilty for not knowing how to calm Freddie down, but was he like..supposed to know ? Well he didn't so hopefully he shouldnt know, that or he was a crap best friend; which he probably wasn't the worlds best friend anyway.

The 19 year old glanced up before stepping in front of the groom's path in hope to stop him pacing, continuing to kick at the ground which probably weren't doing much good for his shoes.

..And that wasn't the answer he was hoping for. Darren scratched the back of his head, looking up once again at his best friend. "Oh, um.." Lost for words he hoped Freddie would fill the gaps.

Which he sort of had done. "Yeah, I guess its better than 'avin' you're weddin' at some dump, eh ? An' the fanciness might take peoples attention offa you, y'know." He wasn't entirely sure that would be the case but maybe if Freddie believed him he'd calm down. "Grand's what you get for marryin' a posh 'un though." and maybe a few grand of money if she had rich folks which he presumed she did judging on this place."It'll be aight, mate." he added which probably wasn't gonna do much good; but he'd tried.

Katrina Broadmoor had a MASSIVE smile on her face and a vacant look in her eyes as she tottered her way to the bridal suite. She felt like a princess.. and she looked like one too. Her hair and make up was flawless. It wasn't until she opened her mouth and spoke in her broad cockney accent that you knew she wasn't one of the posh bride's guests at the wedding. She was definitely the groom's sister.

She giggled musically as she looked behind her to see her cousin approaching. “You're wearing a skirt.” She said stupidly.


Oliver knew the moment he put on his wedding outfit, he would probably be the butt of all jokes all day. He didn't much care though. He was wearing a kilt at the request of the bride and he thought he looked dashing. Heh.

He raised a brow at his brunette bimbo of a cousin and smirked. “If it's good enough for Braveheart.” He said in his mild Scottish brogue. “It's good enough for me.” Cue mucho macho chest puffing.

He winked at her and moved towards the door, knocking enthusiastically as he heard the little girlish voice of Katrina once again.


“...Who is Braveheart, Olliebear?”


Freddie knew fine well his best mate was about as good as expressing himself as he was. His pacing ceased the moment his path was blocked and he shook his head, looking at his mate apologetically. “Sorry.” He replied to the man's mumbles. “I.. I guess I'm not helping with your nerves either.” He smiled slightly and patted him on the shoulder.

He nodded in agreement and looked out towards the sea once again. “You're right there, mate. It's pretty amazing isn't it?” He sat on a large rock and took a deep breath, breathing in the salt air in the hopes of calming himself. He wondered how Trixie felt right now.. if she was as nervous as he was. He nodded to Darren's words, smiling to himself. 'marrying a posh 'un.' Who would have thought Freddie would have ended up here one day? “..Y'know.. I never really believed places like this existed when I was a kid. I'd read about them, but you don't really believe it when all you know is that estate.” He looked up at his best friend. “Kind of miss the old life though.” He added quietly. He didn't want to offend anyone here: Darren was still there, living on that estate. “You can come visit us anytime you know? Tabitha'd love to meet your girls and Jayden.”

He probably weren't the best of choice for a best man. He was honoured that Fred had picked him and all, but yeah he was pretty sure he weren't gonna be a very good one. He'd finally managed to write his speech atleast and he'd put that...he'd put it somewhere. He hoped it was in the pocket of his trousers; if not he was in trouble. He nodded his head at his best friend as the man stopped infront of him. "S'aight, you ain' gotta apologise." his nerves ? Yeah, he was trying to forget about those. "Naa, dont be daft. I ain' nervous." ...Darren weren't the worlds worst liar.

Darren followed his friends gaze towards the water. "Yeah, it is. Pretty nice view." nothing like back at home, the estate weren't much of a looker. He looked away from the water, glancing around at the green gardens and flowers surrounding them. It was really nice here, he had to admit it. His head automatically began nodding at the comments Fred was making. "I get what you mean, mate..Woah, wait. You read?!" he let out a small chuckle. "Since when d'you read ?" Darren didn't like reading, and not just because he wasn't very good at it; actually he presumed that if he tried it he'd actually be awesome at it. It was just the effort of trying it that he didn't want to put in, he had better things to do with his time. "The estate ain' tha' bad." he didn't mind it there, he wouldnt of moved even if they had got the money to; he knew it there. He liked that. [b]"The estate misses you an' all."[/b he grinned towards his best friend, knowing that none of this was gonna bring him back to the estate; which really sucked. "Yeah? Sure you're missus wont mind ? Im sure them free'd love to meet her too."

Oh god. OH GOODNESS!

>_________<

She was on the verge of panicking now. Two people weren't here yet and she REALLY wanted to get going, just so that she could get it over and done with to stop her nerves. But mainly because she just wanted to marry him. She'd never loved anyone like Freddie and now, they were to be husband and wife.

IF SHE COULD GO NOW! D:

But there came that knock and Trixie dashed straight over to the door to open it, almost tripping up on her own dress and falling straight over her heels, only preventing herself from landing on the floor by stablising herself on the door frame and gripping it tightly. All was good. BREATH TRIXIE! She turned the handle and opened it, grinning at the sight on the other door. "OLIVER!" she beamed, gripping him tightly.

"YOU'RE WEARING THE KILT!!!!" the Blonde beamed and pointed out rather obviously, hugging Ollie again. "I must say, it rather suits you" she giggled, glancing downwards and quickly back up to his face. "You should wear it more often" she winked.

It took her a few moments to realise the beaming brunette behind her bestie. "Ohthankgoodness" she breathed once more, so glad to have everyone she needed with her. "Kat! You look lovely" she grinned, letting go of her best friend momentarily to drag Katrina into the room. All her bridesmaids together, plus Ella and Oliver of course, looked amazing!

Ah. Now everyone was all together. Except there was one thing missing.

"WHERE'S MY BABY?!" she flailed panicking again and glancing around to find Tabitha in none of her friends arms. BUT SHE NEEDED HER BABY! D: She was flower girl. She was IMPORTANT! "Is she with Freddie? Have any of you spoken to him? is he alright?" the questions kept on flowing.

Hearing a familiar voice from over his shoulder, Aiden turned around to see Patrick - along with some other dude - approaching him. He gave a smile, happy to see the bloke. "Patty boy, what's up?" His friend asked after Ella, and Aiden nodded in affirmation. "Yeah, she's off with Trix, doing... whatever Maids of Honor do for the bride." Encouragement? Fixing stray hairs? The hard part was done already, now all Trixie had to do was actually get hitched.

Patrick introduced the guy beside him, Will, and Aiden gave him an easy wave. "Aiden," he informed him, seeming as his buddy had forgotten to. "Soo, is Vanessa coming?"

Merlin, Trix looked stressed. If this is what weddings did to people maybe Emma didn't want to get married? Yeah.. It looked way to stressful. Poor Trix. Wait did Trix said look for a tiara? So the blonde nodded and began walking around the room, searching for Trix's tiara. But Emma had no idea what it looked like, so she was just basically looking for a regular tiara. It had to be here somewhere, right?

Emma looked up briefly from what she was doing and gave Trixie a comforting smile. "I think you're ready and brave, " she said and took a deep breath, hoping that Trix would take a deep breath too so that she would calm down a bit. "Oh, I want to give you something. It belonged to Astoria Greengrass when she was getting married to our ancestor, Draco. Grandmother told me to bring it along and give it to you for good luck," explained Emma as she held out the wrapped present.

Then OLIVER had arrived. OLIVER!! Her favourite Quidditch Captain was here and her first crush in her first year! Hehe. The blonde saluted him as she used to do when she was a Reserve on the Quidditch team in her first year. Ahh, she missed her cool Quidditch Captain. But... But what was he wearing? The blonde stared at him for a second with her brown eyes wondering why he was wearing a skirt? She wasn't expecting him to show up in a dress or something. "Oliver!" she cried and greeted him with a kind smile and then there was a girl standing to his right, whom she had never seen. The blonde gave her a kind smile as well. Best to be friendly to the other bridesmaids, right?

And before she could introduce herself to the girl standing next to Oliver (Katrina), Trixie was panicking again. Tabs was missing? Emma shook her head. She wanted her cousin to calm down and not get too stressed out. "Sorry, I haven't seen her. Trixie, I'm sure he's fine and if you'd like I can go check on them," she offered as she walked towards her cousin and then lowered her voice, "Or Oliver could.." Cause Oliver was a guy.

Skippp, skip, skip. Cody was excited, excited for Trixiestix! 'Cause she was like, getting married. And being married was rather FUN. And it was a big step in a life together with someone, and he was glad she was experiencing that. Though he hadn't met the block she was marrying as of yet, perhaps he'd get that chance later on during the festivities.

For now, it was time to get himself into the ceremony area, and find a seat for himself and possibly the Hogwarts kid now trailing along behind. Well, actually more like being dragged with him. Cody hadn't been able to get his wifey to come with him, mainly because poor Caro was sick and they both couldn't leave her, and she knew he really wanted to go to this, so she sent him off alone.

And when he'd been wallowing, he'd found the kid. Who looked alone, because he was walking around by himself looking at the scenary, so Cody had decided to be a NICE person and snag him so they could be Wedding!Watching!Buddies. Yayyyy. "So Armadillo, wanna go in and grab our seats noooow?"

Anakin winced as the strange, rather hyper older man began to drag him around the fort, interrupting his time of admiring the scenary. He'd been a little surprised Queenie had invited him as her plus one, but a pleasant surprised. And just a little smug that it'd been him and not the muggle. But when he'd agreed, he hadn't imagined running into such a character. However, it was only for a little while. Until the ceremony was over, and Vash's bridal party duties were over and then he'd be free to ditch the oversized kid and join her.

Hearing the man, the 6th years brow rose and he looked at the man, mouth slightly agape. Did he really just call him Armadillo? "Uh, it's Anakin actually...and sure." He supposed anyways. Might as well, the wedding would probably be starting soon anyways.

Yeahhh, this was why she'd needed the fresh air earlier - tension and chaos and nervousness reigned supreme in the bridal suite. If this was what it was like to get married, she might not get married at all... but then William Fullmer would be right, and THAT just couldn't happen. So perhaps she would still get married, even if it was chaotic and crazy like this. Of course, she needed a guy first since that was kind of important to a wedding....

But this wasn't the time to think about any of that.

This was the time to find Trixie's tiara since she apparently couldn't find it.

Vashti was rather tempted to just pull out her wand and use a Summoning Charm, but she was still underage, so she couldn't do that. Plus there were a few others who were underage, so the Trace would pick up any magic they did. So she went to searching the normal way and soon found a little box in a corner of the room. She bent down to pick it up and opened it to find... "Trixie, I think I found your tiara!" And it was super pretty too.

And then the other bridesmaid arrived along with the guy Vashti recognized as the Slytherin Quidditch Captain a couple terms back...and he was wearing a kilt? ...Interesting. Vashti sent a smile at both of them just before Trixie remembered that something else was missing.

Where would Tabitha be? "Would she be with either of your parents?" Vashti asked. "And I haven't spoken to Freddie yet." Though she was willing to bet he was probably just as nervous as Trixie was.

With a *pop* down near the cliff edge, Sarah Griffin arrived for the wedding of one of her closest friends. Little did she realise HOW close to the edge she was though. A bout 10 feet to be exact, and the look down she did as she arrived was probably not a good idea. Just when she thought the flying lessons at school had cured the fear of heights.

Shuffling her feet backwards, Sarah closed her eyes for a second and took a deep breath. "Okay, I'm good." Being careful to not look down again, she instead looked across the bay towards the cliffs. "Ohh, that is high." Clearing her throat, Sarah turned as quickly as she could and hurried off towards the fort.

Fiddling inside her bag to check the invitation, to make sure she was at the right place, Sarah took out the gifts she'd brought for Trixie and Freddie. Plus a little something for the baby.

"Now, just to find a seat. And a place to put these...."


OOC: Lets just assume that says Tabitha. lol

Jayce made his way down to the fort in his vest/tie combination thing because he couldn't exactly afford a suit. His blue eyes scanned the area for anyone he knew so that maybe, just maybe, this situation would feel a little less awkward and he wouldn't feel like such a loser. He had almost been tempted not to come at all to just avoid all of this because of how strange he felt being here, but decided he had been invited for a reason. Probably because Trix didn't feel as awkward as he did and maybe everything was all in his big fat head.

So, with his hands in his pockets, gift under his arm, the boy made his way a little closer, to the party area and closer to the seats. But of course, being that this was indeed, Jayce Cannon, he was a little slow to take notice of his surroundings.

MERLIN'S FUZZY WHITE BEARD, this place was absolutely AMAZING. The brunette couldn't help but grin as he approached a seat, and without another thought, he sat. But he couldn't keep his eyes off of the place. Jay kept shifting in his seat, turning every which way, hoping to see it all.

Freddie gave his friend a small smile. Darren lacked confidence in himself.. a bit like Freddie did, but he appreciated the attempt at a lie to help him feel better. “I'll be fine. I don't know why I'm so nervous. All I've got to do is stand there and repeat what the minister says.” He gulped. While all eyes, including the Malfoys, were on him. At least he and Mr Malfoy had been able to set aside some of their differences they day he went to ask him for Trixie's hand in marriage. He may have been brought up not knowing some of life's 'etiquette', but Freddie was a true gentleman.

Pretty nice view? Freddie smiled softly. That was the understatement of the century. This had to be one of the nicest places Freddie had ever been. Fred realised how much he was talking as Darren nodded along. It was the nerves. The lad was usually very quiet and self-controlled. He cracked a proper smile, amused but his best friend's words about reading. “You'd be surprised.” he said with a wink. “I was a year ahead at school.” He added quietly with a shrug of the shoulders.

He nodded. “You learn a lot growing up there. This new life of mine sometimes feels like a farce... But then I look at Trixie and Tabitha and those thoughts vanish.” He looked down at his hands. The estate misses him. “It's still in my heart.” He mumbled softly. “Always will be.”

He looked up at his mate and nodded. “I've told her a lot about you. I'm sure she'd love to get to know you better.”

He spotted his brother lingering outside the fort looking uncomfortable in his suit as well as his surroundings, and stood. “We better get going, mate. Don't want to keep those poshos waiting too long."


There was a sound like a stampeding herd of cattle from inside the bridal suite and Oliver smirked. Someone was stressed. Meh.. they weren't THAT late, were they?

*shrug*

The door opened and Oliver's eyes widened as he reached out to steady the bride who looked like she was about to fall, but she steadied herself on the door frame just in time. He grinned. “Trixie..” He leaned towards her and kissed her cheek. “You look... you look really beautiful.” He whispered to her and pulled away, smiling at her like a proud father.

He stood back and allowed her to inspect him. Yes. He wore the kilt. As if he could let her down over this. “You like?” He wiggled his eyebrows and smirked. Of course she liked! heh.


Kat smiled her vacant smile at Trixie. “Fank you!” She giggled, practically bouncing with excitement. “You look GORGEOUS, Trixie!” She blinked wide-eyed at Trix. “Like a real princess.” *giggle*


Oliver heard another familiar voice and peered behind Trixie to see her near double. Her cousin, Emma! He beamed at the little—Oh, wait, she wasn't so little any more. He beamed at the lassy. “Emma!” He said enthusiastically. “You look lovely.” She did. ALL the bridesmaids did he thought as he looked too at the young Ravenclaw who had been Trixie's friend at school. “Hello, Vashti.” He greeted her with a smile.

He noticed the pair looking at Katrina. “Oh.. em.. this is Katrina.” He gestured towards her. "Freddie's sister.” He introduced, omitting to add that she was also his own cousin. No one needed to know they were related by blood, now did they? :|


Katrina smiled brightly at the two girls and waved. “Hello!” She greeted, followed by a nervous girlish giggle.


The baby? Oliver smirked at Trix, tempted to make a joke but decided now would be a VERY bad time. “Relax, luv. She's with Freddie's mum.” Fast asleep last Oliver had seen of her.

Gaaaah. GAAAAAAAAH!

The stress! The panic! The every emotion that was running through the Blonde's mind. This was CRAZINESS! She had always imagined herself marrying. But at nineteen?! True. She was ready for it, she loved Freddie with all her heart and she knew that no matter what, he was the one for her, so why not? But she was still a teenager, barely out of childhood herself and BAM! She had a child and she was literally about to tie the knot.

She turned to Emma as she started to speak allowing herself to stop flailing and smile at her small comment and then listen to what else she had to say. Aww? A present? That was sweet but maybe she should have left it on the presents table. But Emma continued to speak and Trixie continued to listen. It was an heirloom? Oh how SWEET! She gently took it before gasping at the sight. "Oh Emma, its beautiful! Are you sure grandmother wants me to have it? I couldn't possibly take such a precious and valuable item" she stated holding the necklace in her hand and brushing her fingers over the top of the gemstones. Were they emeralds?

But the kiss on the cheek from Oliver had completely distracted her as she turned a very bright shade of pink and glanced down at the floor. "Thank you" she smiled softly and genuinely and her eyes glistened at the way he looked at her. But then came the kilt question. "I definitely like" she raised her eyebrow and preceded to hug him once again.

Ah so the kilt had made quite an impression then? Trix was rather proud of herself for convincing him to wear the 'skirt' as most people would probably have called it. She noticed the look she gave Kat though and it dawned on her that most of them probably didn't know who she was. But then Oliver had beaten her to it, pulling Kat forward and glancing between the three already in the room and then back to the Gryffindor. "She's also Olivers cousin" she smirked and then winked at her bestie. There. Quick introductions done, now back to panicking.

To pass the very little time they had left, Trixie decided to start pacing the room, starting by the window, biting on her lip as she walked. "She's probably with Hele-" What was she supposed to call her? Guess she'd say mum if Mrs Broadmoor wanted her too. Hehe. Mrs Broadmoor. That would be her soon. Very scary. Though Oliver had answered her question and she breathed a sigh of relief. "Ok. Thank you" she she allowed herself to breath again, no good fainting now was there?

Oh Vashti was a LIFESAVER! "Thank you" she exclaimed. Grinning as the Ravenclaw held up the box, Trixie ran over to her and grabbed it out of the box almost, although she was careful not to break it. "Do you like it?" she asked rushing over to the mirror to place it in front of her veil to hold it all in place. "There. I'm ready. At least I THINK I'm ready" she was ready appearance wise, whether she was ready mentally was a completely different manner. Calming down would definitely be a good start.

D'aww. And Kat was a cutie. "Thank you Kat" she blushed once again.

"How do I look?" she finally asked, giving a twirl and biting her lip. Like she was ready? All mature and exactly like a bride?

Biiiiig. Deeeeep. Breaaaath.

"Okay? Are we ready then?" she asked glancing around out the window to spot the car. Guess they had better be going.

Just before Trixie had a chance to breathe, two more of the bridesmaids came frittering through the door. Emma and Vashti were two people that Ella didn't know very well at all, but they were nice enough. "Oh, thanks." She beamed at their compliments but really, it was all about Trixie's dress. Bambam. Ella wanted a wedding dress. Ella wanted a wedding! Her thoughts momentarily drifted to Aiden but that was followed by a mental freak out. Shake it off, shake it off. "You both look great, too." Their dresses were almost as nice as hers.... Mwhaha.

Ella knew that Trixie would comment on her feet. True, she wasn't exactly radiating elegance and beauty by this point but oh well. "Do you know how hard it is for me to wear these damn shoes?" She held them up aggressively. Like a death trap for her toes, they were. "As soon as this ceremony is over, socks will go straight back on." She weren't bothered.

"Cheers. Not a patch on that dress, though. It's amazing!" Maybe when Trixie was on her honeymoon, she'd steal it, just for a little trying on session. A girl could dream, eh, even if a wedding wasn't on the cards for herself! The brunette chuckled when her cousin voiced her worries. "Trix, what could possibly go wrong? Everything looks amazing, trust meee." They really couldn't have picked a more lovely location.

Ella continued her streak of being a bad Maid of Honour and let Trixie have her little stress out about everything. Looks like the other bridesmaids had it under control anyway, so she wasn't too fussed, even if the fact that she was unaware of her baby's whereabouts did concern her a bit, too.... Eventually, it looked like things were almost ready to get started, so Ella grumbled as she took off her socks, replacing them with her deathly shoes. Then, just on cue, the finals of the bridal party arrived. Ella smiled at Katrina and Oliver, two other people that she didn't know well. Wow, was it bad that Ella didn't know these important people in Trixie's life? What a bad cousin. Was... was that a kilt? ....whatevs. The Maid of Honour attempted to stand up on the heels. Wooooh, stumble. She managed it, though, without bringing on too much attention to herself.

Right. Time to go?
"You look stunning, Trixie!" Ella grinned widely, then pulled out a tiny mirror from her bag on the table, just to make sure she looked good, too. Yeaaa, smokin'! "Ready, ready." Let's do dis.

Hmm, greetings and introductions were in order, yes? "Hey Oliver," she replied with a smile before directing it at the bridesmaid he introduced. She seemed nice. "Hey. I'm Vashti," she said, returning the wave. The girl might already know her name since Oliver addressed her, but she figured it was polite to still introduce herself anyway. This way it was more "official," for lack of a better term.

Ahh, good, it seemed this was the tiara - but, of course it was. Surely there wouldn't be some random tiara just lying around this place. And Trixie wondered whether she liked it? What a silly question! "Of course!" Who wouldn't like that tiara? It was beautiful, especially on Trixie.

"And you still look fantastic." That certainly wasn't going to change within the span of a few minutes. So now they were all ready? "Yep! Let's get this show on the road!"

♥ Scene Two - The Ceremony ♥

We hope you have all found your seats okay because it is now time for the ceremony to take place. A waft of music fills your ears as a very nervous looking Freddie stands at the far end of the aisle with his best man facing away from the bride. Trixie is at the other end, visibly shaking and glancing around at her bridesmaids every so often to check that everything was okay. Her father has taken her arm before leading her down the grand carpet that finishes where her soon-to-be husband is stood. It all looks very grand, the forts interior old yet warm and welcoming as light from the small windows floods along the aisle. The ceremony shouldn't take too long so that the after party could begin shortly.

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So this was it? In a few moments time, Miss Malfoy would become Mrs Broadmoor.

She wasn't as nervous as she was previously, the Blonde was at the end of the aisle and there was absolutely no going back now. Well unless she didn't say I do but that was very unlikely to happen. She adored him and there as no doubt about that. Turning around to her Bridal party to give them one last weak and wibbly smile, the Bride proceeded to walk up the aisle, trying only to look ahead and avoid the faces of her guests in case it made her cry. Some of them she hadn't seen in a very long time and it would be so strange to see them here now that she was getting married. A good opportunity to catch up though, at the after party of course.

Okay. Deeeeeep breath.

She stood next to Fred, looking him up and down, grinning and shedding a single tear from her eye. Goodness, he scrubbed up well. In fact, he looked GORGEOUS. Much nicer than the T-Shirts and Hoodies she was used to him wearing.

The vows went fairly quickly, they were almost a blur and all Trixie did was repeat what the man said trying not to bawl her eyes out as she did. But the final words, the ones she had been waiting for, the 'I do's' were most important and her voice quavered as she spoke them.

*Biiig sigh of relief*

There. That wasn't so hard was it?