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Title: Pearl Wedding
Author: carnivalgirl
Format & Word Count: Fic, 994 words
Rating: G
Prompt: Prompt 28, Bloc Party song.
Warning: None.
Summary: A little bit of romance. Remus and Tonks dance for the first time as a married couple in their reception at the Burrow.
Author's Note: The poem used as the song is Of Pearls and Stars by Heinrich Heine.
Pearl Wedding
It was three o'clock, and everyone in the Burrow had finished their meal. Molly Weasley, with help from Ginny, Fleur and Ron, had prepared a delicious, though very homely and normal, three-course meal for all of the guests, starting with tomato soup, followed by roast beef and Yorkshire pudding and a final dessert of chocolate mousse with two strawberries. Remus and Tonks had been privately touched that the Weasleys were doing all this for their wedding, though they did overhear Ted Tonks congratulating Andromeda on her good purchases.
Though a lot of people wanted to sit on the comfortable furniture and digest, Tonks, or rather Dora, was eager to enjoy herself a bit more. While Remus lounged in the best armchair, he spied her pawing through Arthur's collection of records.
"What do you want for our first dance, Remus?" she asked him excitedly.
"You choose." he suggested. "Though please, no Weird Sisters just yet."
She plucked at her white dress, a light, summery one they had found in a charity shop. Though cheap, Remus found it beautiful.
"I'm not dressed for the Weird Sisters. I feel like I ought to have some violin music on."
"As long as you don't put on 'A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love'" Arthur said, observing her. Remus wondered if he remembered the last time it was played, at Christmas.
"It's OK, I know it's you and Molly's song." Dors responded, sweetly.
"No, it's more so she doesn't end up arguing with Fleur." he admits, though there's a faint smile on his lips.
"I would not argue." Fleur asserted. "I am willing to listen to anysing Tonks would like."
"Don't call her Tonks, she's Mrs Lupin now." Kingsley said with a smile, only for a barrage of 'OK, Nymphadora's to come from the younger guests, who all cackled with amusement at her glares emphasised with the black mascara. Her pretty face falls slightly. "We'll all dance later."
After half an hour, the dance floor had been properly prepared. The living room was clear of furniture apart from a coffee table with bowls of snacks, and a bottle of sparkling mead on the desk in the corner. With MC Charlie working the, er, gramophone the happy couple were both up and ready to dance.
With a wink at his old schoolfriend, Charlie pulled a new-looking record from a dusty wallet and put it on as Tonks took her new husband by the hand to the middle of the floor.
The pearly treasures of the sea,
The lights that spatter heaven above,
Her eyes had always reminded him of stars, and they seemed to twinkle as she looked lovingly into his eyes. He looked back at her as warmly as he could, though was self-conscious of their friends stood around them.
More precious than these wonders are
My heart-of-hearts filled with your love.
He could not deny that she was precious. Today she had become his, and he hers. Whether they were in public, at a friend's house or at home, or even on a battlefield, this would now never change. As she slipped her arms around his neck, her petite body stretching, he placed his hands on her hips and ignored the cheers from their audience, as well as the flash of a camera in some corner of the room.
The ocean's power, the heavenly sights
Cannot outweigh a love filled heart.
And sparkling stars or glowing pearls
Pale as love flashes, beams and darts.
Though to him this was saying something, she had never looked more beautiful. She rarely wore make-up and this he appreciated, but the new pinkness of her lips and the glitter on the apples of her cheeks looked lovely in the summer sunlight. She mouthed "I love you", and he responded in kind. By this time others were starting to join them, and they began to feel even more that they were in their own happy bubble of matrimonial joy.
So, little, youthful maiden come
Into my ample, feverish heart
For heaven and earth and sea and sky
Do melt as love has melt my heart.
Her face disappeared from view for a moment as she rested her head on his body, and though it was now the room around that confronted his eyes as they turned slowly, he did not register any of it. A kind of serenity overtook him, as if they had been momentarily taken out of their stressful world and into a new one. Though it was their wedding day and he was glad to be her husband, it was not words but plain emotion that brought a broad smile to his normally pale and tired face. He moved his hand to rest on her shoulder while the tips of his fingers just brushed the pearls at her neck, and he asked her quietly;
"Have you enjoyed today?"
She did not move her head, but her voice resonated in his ears.
"'Enjoyed' is too simple a word. This is, quite simply, the finest day I've ever lived, and I can't imagine better."
She had put it so perfectly that he almost wanted to cry with the feelings overtaking him, just as she had when he had dedicated a short speech to her earlier at lunch. He placed a kiss on her head, which was removed of veil and had her characteristic wild pink hair, rather than the earlier soft brown. She wasn't the same Tonks anymore, but she was happier than her previous form had ever been. Likewise, he was happier than any single Remus Lupin.
"If it could just be me and you like this," he began. "just the two of us, only us, forever and ever, no changes, no surprises, no one else...I don't think I could ever want again."
"Me and you." she echoed, smiling.
"Who else could we need?" he questioned, though didn't expect an answer.
Still she replied softly; "I have no idea."
Author: carnivalgirl
Format & Word Count: Fic, 994 words
Rating: G
Prompt: Prompt 28, Bloc Party song.
Warning: None.
Summary: A little bit of romance. Remus and Tonks dance for the first time as a married couple in their reception at the Burrow.
Author's Note: The poem used as the song is Of Pearls and Stars by Heinrich Heine.
Pearl Wedding
It was three o'clock, and everyone in the Burrow had finished their meal. Molly Weasley, with help from Ginny, Fleur and Ron, had prepared a delicious, though very homely and normal, three-course meal for all of the guests, starting with tomato soup, followed by roast beef and Yorkshire pudding and a final dessert of chocolate mousse with two strawberries. Remus and Tonks had been privately touched that the Weasleys were doing all this for their wedding, though they did overhear Ted Tonks congratulating Andromeda on her good purchases.
Though a lot of people wanted to sit on the comfortable furniture and digest, Tonks, or rather Dora, was eager to enjoy herself a bit more. While Remus lounged in the best armchair, he spied her pawing through Arthur's collection of records.
"What do you want for our first dance, Remus?" she asked him excitedly.
"You choose." he suggested. "Though please, no Weird Sisters just yet."
She plucked at her white dress, a light, summery one they had found in a charity shop. Though cheap, Remus found it beautiful.
"I'm not dressed for the Weird Sisters. I feel like I ought to have some violin music on."
"As long as you don't put on 'A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love'" Arthur said, observing her. Remus wondered if he remembered the last time it was played, at Christmas.
"It's OK, I know it's you and Molly's song." Dors responded, sweetly.
"No, it's more so she doesn't end up arguing with Fleur." he admits, though there's a faint smile on his lips.
"I would not argue." Fleur asserted. "I am willing to listen to anysing Tonks would like."
"Don't call her Tonks, she's Mrs Lupin now." Kingsley said with a smile, only for a barrage of 'OK, Nymphadora's to come from the younger guests, who all cackled with amusement at her glares emphasised with the black mascara. Her pretty face falls slightly. "We'll all dance later."
After half an hour, the dance floor had been properly prepared. The living room was clear of furniture apart from a coffee table with bowls of snacks, and a bottle of sparkling mead on the desk in the corner. With MC Charlie working the, er, gramophone the happy couple were both up and ready to dance.
With a wink at his old schoolfriend, Charlie pulled a new-looking record from a dusty wallet and put it on as Tonks took her new husband by the hand to the middle of the floor.
The pearly treasures of the sea,
The lights that spatter heaven above,
Her eyes had always reminded him of stars, and they seemed to twinkle as she looked lovingly into his eyes. He looked back at her as warmly as he could, though was self-conscious of their friends stood around them.
More precious than these wonders are
My heart-of-hearts filled with your love.
He could not deny that she was precious. Today she had become his, and he hers. Whether they were in public, at a friend's house or at home, or even on a battlefield, this would now never change. As she slipped her arms around his neck, her petite body stretching, he placed his hands on her hips and ignored the cheers from their audience, as well as the flash of a camera in some corner of the room.
The ocean's power, the heavenly sights
Cannot outweigh a love filled heart.
And sparkling stars or glowing pearls
Pale as love flashes, beams and darts.
Though to him this was saying something, she had never looked more beautiful. She rarely wore make-up and this he appreciated, but the new pinkness of her lips and the glitter on the apples of her cheeks looked lovely in the summer sunlight. She mouthed "I love you", and he responded in kind. By this time others were starting to join them, and they began to feel even more that they were in their own happy bubble of matrimonial joy.
So, little, youthful maiden come
Into my ample, feverish heart
For heaven and earth and sea and sky
Do melt as love has melt my heart.
Her face disappeared from view for a moment as she rested her head on his body, and though it was now the room around that confronted his eyes as they turned slowly, he did not register any of it. A kind of serenity overtook him, as if they had been momentarily taken out of their stressful world and into a new one. Though it was their wedding day and he was glad to be her husband, it was not words but plain emotion that brought a broad smile to his normally pale and tired face. He moved his hand to rest on her shoulder while the tips of his fingers just brushed the pearls at her neck, and he asked her quietly;
"Have you enjoyed today?"
She did not move her head, but her voice resonated in his ears.
"'Enjoyed' is too simple a word. This is, quite simply, the finest day I've ever lived, and I can't imagine better."
She had put it so perfectly that he almost wanted to cry with the feelings overtaking him, just as she had when he had dedicated a short speech to her earlier at lunch. He placed a kiss on her head, which was removed of veil and had her characteristic wild pink hair, rather than the earlier soft brown. She wasn't the same Tonks anymore, but she was happier than her previous form had ever been. Likewise, he was happier than any single Remus Lupin.
"If it could just be me and you like this," he began. "just the two of us, only us, forever and ever, no changes, no surprises, no one else...I don't think I could ever want again."
"Me and you." she echoed, smiling.
"Who else could we need?" he questioned, though didn't expect an answer.
Still she replied softly; "I have no idea."