Date: Tuesday, February 5th
Time: around 2pm
Location: Tresor Litteraire, then Diagon Alley
Rating: PG, I'm sure
Characters Involved: Stella Sinistra and Charlotte Finnigan
Stella had been elated, on Friday evening, to hear that Caleb had asked Charlotte (and she had agreed) to stand up in the wedding. Stella knew that Caleb had come to cherish
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"And don't worry about it- I'll just say hello to Caleb and meet you outside." As she made her suggestion, Stella glanced over to where Caleb was, helping out a customer at the register.
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Oh yes, she was not all that happy that mommy was leaving. She let her daddy know it with those lovely Finnigan lungs that his family had given to her. She kissed Seamus' cheek and left him with wailing baby. Afterall, as they had discussed, they couldn't baby her and let her get all attached to one rather then both. It would just make her hard to deal with when she was older and sitters came into the picture.
Plus, she'd calm down after a few minutes of daddy attention. Charlotte bounced off to go shopping. She was almost back to her pre-baby weight which she was thoroughly enjoying. She had been a little anal about getting her belly back into shape, mostly because she was rather vain. "So now we can go. Promise me zat I won't 'ave to wear pink, oui?"
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Stella was glad Charlotte seemed so excited about this- the young mother seemed to be handling everything very well so far, and Stella was happy that she would be able to be a part of the wedding.
"No, no pink," Stella laughed as she and Charlotte started walking down Diagon Alley. "I had to promise Remus that too, by the way. Is there something about me that screams 'pink' for some reason?" Stella asked, finding it funny that she'd needed to reassure them both.
"As a matter of fact, you can choose whatever color dress you'd like, as long as it doesn't clash with the red and white roses." Stella had settled on the flowers almost immediately- she loved roses, after all, and red and white looked lovely together.
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"So zen, tell me about zis place zat you are getting married at, Caleb was of no 'elp at all. Somet'ing about wings."
She was happy to be able to shop. Hannah's birthday present might come in handy in getting her some non-pregnant clothes. She was wearing one of her early pregnancy hide the belly dresses with a pair of leggings. She still hadn't quite gotten back into her high-heels. How she missed her high-heels.
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Stella was not at all surprised that Caleb hadn't been able to answer Charlotte's questions about the wedding- Stella knew that he'd be just as happy if they got married wearing jeans and t-shirts in the middle of the street, as long as they got to say 'I do'.
"Yes, he's fairly useless when it comes to the details," Stella laughed, shaking her head. "Fortunately, he's doing an amazing job in fixing up our new house. He's in charge of that, and I'm in charge of the wedding, I guess," Stella smiled. "We're getting married at a place called the Prancing Unicorn- Mum found out about it from a friend at the bank, and it's just lovely." Stella had been very pleased that they'd been able to find a place for the wedding so quickly.
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Well bloody hell. She had mentioned a new house. Why hadn't Caleb mentioned that to her? Now she would have to find them a house warming present. "Non, are you having a bridal shower?" she asked, looking at her friend, "If you do not plan on it, you might make plans. I insist."
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"Of course," she said, still shaking her head at Charlotte's excitement. "I'll have Mum stop in the store some day this week- you'll get on well with her, I have a feeling. She went to Beauxbatons, and her French is much better than mine." Stella had always thought that Charlotte and her mum would get along well- especially back in the fall when Charlotte had been so worried about becoming a mother herself.
"I hadn't thought about having a bridal shower," Stella admitted. "You don't normally throw one for yourself, do you?" She asked, almost just thinking aloud. "But I'm sure if Mum stops by that the two of you can plot and plan about that as well. Sometimes I honestly think that Mum is more excited about my wedding than she was about her own!"
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She bounced off with Stella to a dress shop. She didn't know what to wear. She wasn't really loving her body at the moment. Granted, she was loving the extra amount of breast filling out her tops, but not loving the extra belly. The doctor assured her that it would go down in time. "You will 'ave to be 'orribly 'onest wit' me. I know zat I am not so pretty now zat I am not swallowing ze bleach ball."
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"I think you look wonderful, Charlotte," Stella said honestly. "But I promise we will find you something that is flattering."
As they entered the shop, Stella grinned at all of the dresses, her eye immediately drifting off towards the more wine-colored dresses- reds, burgundys, and purples. "See anything that you like?" She asked, wandering off a bit to go pull a dress off the rack. "My dress is sort of a champagne color, by the way," she added, not sure if she'd mentioned that before.
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She started to look through the dresses too. She was self-conscious about her body post-baby, but what woman wasn't? She thought about the colors, red and white. She trailed a finger along a silk dress for a moment, "What colors do you like, Stella?" she asked, glancing over at her friend. Stella was a wonderful picker of pretty things.
She had picked out the pretty pregnancy clothes. She knew that Stella wouldn't make her look entirely stupid.
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"What do you think of this one?" Stella called out to Charlotte, indicating a floor-length, strapless, wine-colored gown. "Or do you think that would clash with the red roses?" She wondered, almost speaking to herself again.
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"You said, red and white, oui?" she asked, looking at her.
She turned down towards the reds and pulled one out that was apple red. She smiled to her, "You 'ave to t'ink about ze flowers since you 'ave already picked zem."
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"You're right," she agreed, shaking her head and looking towards the dress Charlotte had pulled out. "Ooooh, but that color would work..." Stella said, moving closer to look. "In fact, I think this color is almost perfect. Now, the question becomes, do you want a long dress or a short dress?" Stella glanced over Charlotte's petite frame- she was a good 5 inches shorter than Stella, and she wasn't sure if a long gown would suit the French girl quite right.
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"Yes, but you have to wear the dress!" Stella exclaimed, laughing a little. "How about we try a few of each, and just find one that looks good on you?"
With the help of one of the shop's clerks, Stella and Charlotte were able to find 9 dresses in the apple red color that they both liked. Nodding back towards the dressing rooms, Stella smiled at Charlotte.
"Alright! Modeling time," she grinned, excited at the idea of being able to find a dress today.
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