International Love | Fred Weasley

Chapter 91

The morning of the wedding is one big chaos. Fred, George, and I are woken up by Molly who harshly opens the curtains and without looking at us says: "Fred, George, you need to help you father. Elena, I need you to help Fleur prepare."

The two boys let out a groan, but Molly ignores them and adds: "Breakfast is ready in ten minutes, I expect you all to be downstairs by then."

With those words, Molly leaves the small room and I sigh while making an attempt to sit up (which is rather difficult because Fred is holding me down). George turns around in his bed and mutters something I don't understand while Fred lazily opens his eyes to look at me.

"Elena, love, why are you in such a hurry?"

"Because I need to help Fleur prepare, this is her big day and I want it to be amazing," I answer and unwrap Fred's arms from around my waist. Stepping out of bed, I walk to the closet that houses my clothes and begin to search through the different robes and dresses.

From the bed, I hear Fred sit up and he snickers when he sees me pulling out different dresses. I send him a glare and hold up the purple dress I bought a few weeks ago in London. From the corner of my eye, I see Fred shakes his head and he remarks: "If you are going to wear that dress, you will match with George."

I raise an eyebrow and turn around. Fred quickly explains: "He is going for purple today, and we will be wearing orange."

"We?" I ask with a frown and Fred begins to smile, "Yes, love, we. Now, open that package on the chair."

Turning around to the chair that is standing in the corner of the room and I see a wrapped package laying on it. Carefully, I hang the purple dress back in the closet and grab the package from the chair. Sitting down on the chair, I begin to unwrap it. Slowly, an orange dress is revealed and I let out a sigh. Looking up at Fred, I mutter: "It's beautiful."

"I know," Fred answers proudly and quickly adds: "Mum helped me pick it out when she was shopping for Ginny's and Gabrielle's dresses."

With the dress in my hand, I kiss Fred on his cheek and head to the bathroom to change.

When I walk into the kitchen, nine minutes later, Bill is sitting at the kitchen table with Charlie. Molly is busy placing breakfast on the table and smiles at me when I enter. I sit down next to Bill and begin to eat breakfast.

After breakfast, I help Molly in the big tent in the garden. When I head back to the house to grab some of the flowers Molly asked about, I see Fred and George head to the village down the hill. With the flowers in my hands, I am almost run over by Ron and Harry who quickly follow the twins.

Mrs Delacour informs me around lunch that Fleur is getting ready. I look at Molly who gestures me to go help Fleur and I follow the French lady upstairs.

"Ça ne va pas aller," I hear Fleur whine when I enter the small bedroom where Fleur and Gabriella sleep. The silvery-blonde girl is standing on a small plateau (I think one of the wooden boxes laying around the house) in front of a mirror. Gabrielle is sitting on the bed and looks with big eyes at her big sister.

"Chérie," Mrs. Delacour walks towards her daughter and carefully begins to smoothen out the white dress. I sit down next to Gabrielle who smiles at me. Fleur begins to mutter something while looking at herself in the mirror.

"You look beautiful," I remark and Fleur seems to realise I have joined them. Her face softens when our eyes meet and she sighs: "I just hoped it would look more – you know – stupéfiante."

I frown and with a small smile, I shake my head: "Fleur, you already look breath-taking. Aren't you going to wear Aunt Muriel's tiara as well? I heard Molly complain to Arthur about how she had to persuade the old woman to lend it out."

Fleur nods and Mrs Delacour adds: "You look charmante, chérie!"

A knock on the door interrupts us and I stand up to open the door. Before I open it, Fleur calls out: "If it is Bill, tell him he can't see me before the ceremony."

It's not Bill who is standing in the hallway, it's Ginny with a sour facial expression. When she sees me, she reluctantly explains to me: "Mum said I have to prepare as well and send me here."

Unsure, I nod and let Ginny inside the room. Mrs Delacour looks up and smiles, "Ginerva, you are right on time. Gabrielle, chérie, can you grab your dresses?"

Ginny's facial expression doesn't change when she begins to change into the golden dress Gabrielle hands her. While I help Mrs Delacour with Fleur's hair, I see Ginny sit down on the chair in the corner of the room with an even more sour expression on her face and her arms crossed.

When Fleur's hair is done (the only thing missing in Aunt Muriel's tiara), Mrs Delacour and I begin with the hair of the two bridesmaids. Ginny sends me an angry glare when I pull her hair and I mouth a "Sorry" to the girl.

"Elena, can you please look if Aunt Muriel has arrived yet?" Mrs Delacour asks when I am finished with Ginny's hair. I nod and leave the bedroom. On my search to the great-aunt (I have never seen before), I see that the waiters and the band have arrived. All of the wizards are heading to the back of the garden where I presume they will sit down under the big tree.

"Elena!"

I hear someone call out my name and when I turn around, I see Fred talking to an older woman. He gestures me to join them and I walk towards the two. When I am standing next to Fred, he wraps an arm around my waist and tells the older witch: "Aunt Muriel, this is my girlfriend Elena."

Find Aunt Muriel, check, I think while I smile friendly at the great-aunt. The eyes of the woman scan my body and she mutters, "Bit skinny and not enough on the front – you could have done better, Frederic."

I furrow my eyebrows and look at Fred who whispers in my ear: "Don't take it personally, she is rude to literally everyone."

"Aunt Muriel? I was wondering if you brought the tiara?" I change the subject quickly and smile at the woman with the feathery pink hat. The woman narrows her eyes and with a sceptical tone in her voice, she asks me: "Why do you want to know that?"

"I was sent to find you by the mother of the bride, we are almost done preparing the bride," I explain and try to smile at her. The woman nods and turns around to head to the house. She has quite a pace and I turn to Fred, "I should probably follow her to make sure everything goes according to plan."