[HP] Born to be a pair

A wizarding wedding is not the same as a normal wedding, but the same.

——They are equally cumbersome and time-consuming.

The Longbottom house was of bar stone, with its stylish mosaic, whirlwind-swept of old dust and dust, and almost gleaming in the pure bright sunlight.

There were more wizards coming and going these days than in the whole of last year. They were all relatives of the Longbottom family, and they came here specially to help and congratulate Neville and Renee on their wedding.

Augusta Longbottom was finally willing to repair the old house a little bit, adding some missing things here and there, laying flagstones in the yard, laying square bricks in the house, repairing the steps on the stairs, repairing the floor The wooden slats, the glass on the window.

It's as if nothing has changed, yet it's all new.

Renee quit the rented apartment and returned to the Longbottoms with Neville, which made Augusta almost mad with joy.

Even though both children had told her that they had found jobs at Hogwarts and would not be living at home for long, she had done the same with Neville's bedroom.

The furniture for one person has been replaced: the squeaky camphor wood bed was replaced by a double bed with an ancient three-color damask curtain; the painted desk was also extended to accommodate two people at the same time. use; and a large and elegant wardrobe with gilt trim--for she had heard that Renee liked fine clothes best.

"I didn't expect Grandma to care so much about us," Renee said in surprise. "She didn't even blame us for quitting our jobs so easily."

"That's her!" said Neville proudly. "She thinks we're the bravest and strongest wizards, even if we're not Aurors or famous writers."

The attentive Augusta not only needs to order wedding robes for Neville, but also worry about Renee.

"In our time, everyone wore green or purple," Augusta said with a touch of nostalgia, "but I know young people are different now! And your aesthetics is excellent, so let's go together Go choose a dress, shall we?"

"But—" said Renee, blinking her eyes and pursing her lips, "you don't have to worry about me, I mean, I'd be ashamed enough to trouble you with the wedding."

"What are you talking about?" Augusta pretended to be angry, but her stern face was somewhat dignified, "I am Neville's grandma, and also your grandma. My two children are married, and I know every detail Don't want to miss out!"

But before the grandparents went to the shop to pick out their wedding dress together, Anna and Sneeff paid a visit.

"Happy wedding to you!"

"Miss Renee! I wish you a happy wedding!"

Two elves who had regained their health knocked on the door. As soon as Renee opened the door, she saw their beaming smiles and neat little robes.

"Anna! Sinneff!" Renee exclaimed in surprise, and couldn't help but look behind them, "Come in quickly—is Auntie here too?"

While carefully wiping the soles of her two small boots on the doormat, Anna replied, "Miss Abbie is not here. She is in a meeting in Southampton."

Si Neff glanced at her secretly, and followed the two into the living room with some hesitation.

"This is a wedding present from Miss Abby." Anna conjured up a red satin gift box with a white background out of thin air, respectfully placed it on the table and pushed it towards Renee.

Then, with an impatient smile on her serious little face, she poked Sneef with her matchstick-like arm.

Si Nefu hurriedly took out another gift box, and gave it to Renee with a smile on his face: "This is, this is a joint venture between Anna and I to buy you a wedding present."

Renee looked at them both in amazement and emotion.

Anna proudly puffed out her small breasts, and explained to her: "You also saw...Snef and I both put on new clothes, which were bought for us by the kind Miss Abby.

Yes - she set us free.Since word of the appeal from Miss Renee, your good friend Miss Hermione Granger, Miss Abbey has naturally asked our thoughts.

In fact, although Snef and I are no longer her slaves, we are hired by her as personal assistants to assist her with everything in work and life. "

"It's almost the same as what we did before," Sneeff said with a blushing face, "but...but now we have a weekly salary of twenty galleons, and three days of paid vacation a month."

Speaking of the latter, she shivered with fear and nervousness.

"I'm so happy for you!" Renee said pleasantly. "This sounds really good—are you here on vacation today? Can you come on the wedding day? I want to invite you and Aunts are all here to participate, you should all have seen the invitation letter."

"Today is business, so it's not a vacation," Anna said, "We came here specially to give you gifts. Maybe I can come with Sneeff on the wedding day, but Miss Abby..."

She hesitated, lowering her head as if afraid to meet Renee's eyes.

As if he couldn't bear it, Sneeff said anxiously: "No! No! Miss Abby is very free, she has no meeting arrangements today, and she doesn't have any on the wedding day either!

She is just too guilty. These days, Anna and I have gained weight, but poor Miss Abby is tortured to the bone by shame and regret. It is even more miserable than when I was in the Dark Lord's stronghold! "

She burst into tears, feeling sad for her Miss Abby, regardless of Anna's stop: "She feels guilty for her carelessness, and feels pain for killing your father—even more ashamed, Sis Husband is also tortured by this emotion!

This poor man was smuggled back home from Italy thousands of miles away. When Sineff saw him, he was dirty and smelly. He was trapped in the dirty and smelly ditch of the fishing boat for several nights.

Miss Abbey was forced by the Death Eaters to get rid of him, so she had to find me in advance to stop all this—but, Sneff couldn't take him away in time, so she had to use a little squirrel to resist the Killing Curse instead! "

However, the little animal was forced to sacrifice its life and failed to save Greg Hawke. The Killing Curse was so powerful that even those affected were seriously injured...

He resolutely gave up taking medicine every day to barely survive. He didn't want to be a drag and imprisoned by Renee for the rest of her life, so he chose a more romantic and idealized ending for himself.

Renee wanted to say something, but her voice was weak, barely a word.Sneff blew his nose, and even Anna began to sob silently.

"Actually," Renee could say a complete sentence after the three of them calmed down, "he never blamed you, never... In his letter a few days ago, he also mentioned what he said to his aunt: "For I told her that it would be my payment for marrying her precious sister.'”

It's just that Renee didn't understand what 'that click' meant back then, until today.

She shed hot tears, filling her chest with such compassion and complicated emotions, and said, "So, on the wedding day, all three of you will come, okay?"

As the evening approached, the two elves declined the invitation to stay for dinner, and disappeared in place after only turning around outside the gate.

Augusta and Neville, who went to order wedding gowns, also returned home, and they were shocked by Renee, who was teary and crying like a child.

"What's the matter?" Neville asked nervously.

"No, it's nothing." Renee wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I just finalized three guests, grandma, please help me add them to the list."

"Anything you want, darling," said Augusta, taking her into her arms. "I'll take you to choose a dress tomorrow."

"No need, grandma!" Renee looked back at the unpacked gift box on the table, only a corner was exposed, and a smile climbed onto her tear-stained face, "I already have the best dress."

Early September, 1998, autumn.

This is an unusual night.

The night sky is full of stars, and the night is bright and beautiful.Even though it was autumn, the weather was still warm, with wisps of wind blowing into the backyard with three hedges, stirring up the blazing bonfire.

It was an unusual night, because it was Renee and Neville's wedding night, and it was their sweet and joyful wedding in the backyard.

Wizards have never been ashamed of marrying at home, on the contrary, they think that such a wedding feast at home does not detract from the solemn atmosphere of the ceremony, but also arouses the most extreme joyous emotions.

The holy milky-white striped tent is narrow, but unusually high, as if it wants to reach out to the sky to say hello to the moon.

Relatives and friends of the Longbottom family came in and out of the tent door, and more than a dozen people got in, but the tent showed no sign of collapse or being crowded.

"This tent is really nice!" one of the wizards with a goatee exclaimed, "I bought it from Miraman, didn't I..."

Augusta Longbottom, who always had a majestic and old-fashioned appearance, smiled beamingly at this time, greeted all the guests who came to congratulate in an orderly manner, and introduced them to each other according to their social circles. It is bound to make everyone unforgettable the joy of tonight.

Neville was equally luxurious and dignified today. He was wearing a newly made white gown with gilt-edged patterns, and his blond curly hair was smeared with balm to make it shiny and fragrant.

If he hadn't insisted on growing a little beard some time ago, he would have looked like a handsome and innocent Cupid boy at this time - but with the addition of that small tuft of well-trimmed beard, he now looks more like a mature and steady husband.

He was entertaining his friends from Hogwarts, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Luna and her companion Rolf Scamander.

And the Patil sisters, Lisa, Morag, Seamus, Dean, Anthony Goldstein, Michael Kenner and more.

They all brought wedding presents and blessings, especially Dean, who took the initiative to congratulate Neville.

"You married a very fine girl," said Dean.

"Yeah, I know." Neville and he smiled at each other, and let go of the hands that were clasped together with too much force.

Some of the Hogwarts professors were also present at their wedding, along with Madam Pomfrey and Hagrid.

Remus Lupine, a former professor, and his wife, Nymphadora Lupine, also arrived in the backyard, with the baby in her arms, followed by a reluctant Alastor Moody.

I don't know why, but Sirius Black, whose name did appear on the guest list, immediately greeted him.

The backyard and the tent seemed to have become a vibrant holy place.

And as the melody of the harp strings being plucked sounded, all the whispers and laughter fell silent at the same time.

Harry, who was invited to be the witness of the wedding, looked a little uncomfortable. He stood at the end of the red carpet in a black robe symbolizing solemnity and seriousness. On his left stood Neville, who was more nervous than him.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked quietly.

Neville didn't speak, just nodded reluctantly, looking so nervous that he was about to throw up.

Inexplicably, Harry wished he didn't spit on the bride and his own clothes later.

In the shadows, the door to the back yard and happiness opened, and there appeared the bride, with the warm yellow light of the house behind her like a halo of light.

No matter how beautiful a girl is, she can't beat Renee at this time, because she is full of happiness and confidence, and she is gorgeous and charming under the dress of her aunt and elves.

On the outside of the white soft satin petticoat, layers of light silver shimmering gauze are piled up to form a large round bell-shaped skirt, like starlight falling into the skirt, and it looks sparkling when walking.

She wears a knitted floral veil, fastened by a wreath of lilies and holly.

A shoulder-length nut brown curly hair is also gently pulled into an elegant bun, revealing two small earlobes and pearl earrings hanging below, and a string of crystal and round pearl necklaces on the slender neck—all these are It was given to her by Anna and Sneff.

Such a holy and radiant bride was walked onto the aisle by her aunt's arm, and this same thin woman was carefully groomed today: so as not to embarrass the bride, nor to steal her limelight.

They walked from one end of the red carpet to the other together, all eyes were on the center of the backyard, outside the door of the tent.

Renee and Neville were within a few inches of each other, and their eyes collided with a mixture of expression and amazement, as if they were the happiest couple left in the world.

"Oh, well," Harry cleared his throat nervously, and said according to the state of rehearsal, "Gentlemen and ladies, please look over here. Today we are gathered together, just for this pair of loyal souls to be partners... ..."

All the ceremonies were performed: numerous "yes" answers to the witnesses' questions, the exchange of wedding rings, followed by the bridal kiss, a symbol of happiness and joy.

So, among the increasingly fragrant and lush twigs and weeds, the two people reflected each other in the starlight and firelight, and their hearts were filled with the happiness of heaven, and they had a drunken, sultry, joyful and loving kiss.

Neville was immersed in this shallow, rapid breath blending moment. To him, Renee at this time was not herself, but a soul-stirring fragrance. He breathed her and took this indescribable Fill your heart with satisfaction.

With a trembling smile on Renee's face, after the ceremony, she pinched a lily from the corolla and carefully inserted it into the first button of the groom's robe.

It symbolizes her cherishment and love.

All the hardships, sorrows, tears and worries they experienced slowly melted away amidst the cheers and blessings of relatives and friends.

Those misfortunes can only become embellishments in memories, and both hearts are filled with touching happiness. They both understand that every day of happiness and joy in the future will fill up all the memory gaps in this life.

The author has something to say:

I'm married, let me breathe a sigh of relief-what I want to write is different from the wedding scene in the last book, and I scratched my head.

It should also be over, and the subsequent chapters are all extras.

There are two special episodes, a modern non-death AU, and a story about my aunt and Snape... Actually, they have no relationship, but it’s okay to write it out, because there is still a sense of fate and good intentions.

Thank you my dear readers!Every baby who leaves me a message and votes for my nutrient solution!I love you so much!

(If possible, can I ask for a long comment hehehe)