RP: Wedding Day

[tt_alicia]

Date: 18. August, 2002
Characters: Alicia Spinnet, Viktor Krum, OPEN TO EVERYBODY (Please add your character's tag as they join)
Setting: Around Settlement 1
Content: TBD
Status: Open: Public

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[tt_alicia]

Dressed in her wedding dress, her hair braided with flowers under the red veil, Alicia’s fingers closed around Sam’s as she beamed up at him.

The morning had been hectic, yes, but it had been fun and if anybody had been stressed, they had been good at hiding it. After her bath, Alicia had had a solid breakfast while her mum had brushed and dried her hair, sharing stories from her life with the Bulgarian women. The datapads had come in handy on more than one occasion, though Alicia was immensely grateful for Ginny’s presence and contributions in explaining the things that sometimes got lost in translation.

She had been a little worried about how her mum would take this whole thing, but Helena had proved wonderfully supportive and had partaken in the Babas teasing and pleading for her to stay a child, just like Viktor had told her they would.

Viktor.

Alicia’s smile turned bright and beaming as the procession started down the path. Down the path towards where they would meet up with the group Viktor had spent the morning with.

[tt_viktor]

With the team bunking at his house overnight, Viktor had been up late drinking and singing and telling stories along with the rest of the Vultures. Sasha was particularly happy to have so many people to take care of, flitting around with a big smile refilling drinks and making food for the lot. It wasn't until just after midnight that the little elf insisted the men get rested for the next day.

Viktor woke to the scent of fresh, strong coffee brewing and was grateful that Sasha had reined them in as he heard the groans coming from the living room and spare bedrooms. He showered and dressed in most of his groom attire - his black trousers and shoes and the light short-sleeve shirt that would be under his jacket. Breakfast was a mixture of tired groans and loud laughter, then the older men began arriving telling of the music beginning in the lanes.

Slipping on his formal jacket, Viktor tugged at the collar to straighten it as he glanced in the mirror. It was a new "suit", the Babas had recreated his father's grooms suit for him, right down to the intricate gold embroidery that made up the golden dragon weaving from his right sleeve up to his shoulder and across his back against the light, black material. He felt immense pride, wearing his family crest in his father's footsteps, and he was greeted with loud cheers when he joined his groomsmen in the living room.

With Zograf at his side, Viktor lead the group out onto the lane, starting the first line of the song that the team joined in almost immediately, their deep voices rising above the music as they progressed down the lane to the meeting place. His song faltered only for a half-second when their group finally met up with Alicia's, taking in her beautiful dress and the flowers in her hair. Zograf moved to take Ginny's arm first, and then Viktor took Alicia's, letting the other couple start towards the church in front of them. "You look like angel, my loff," he murmured, giving her hand a light squeeze.

[tt_alicia]

All around her people were singing and dancing, and it only took a few beats for the high women’s voices to fall into harmony with the low male voices. Alicia let go of Ginny’s hand, though her eyes were on Viktor’s when her best friend and maid of honour joined Zograf somewhere far, far away from them.

Viktor looked spectacular, his suit and mere presence making him appear larger than the people around him. He looked like he had walked straight out of the fairy tales her mum had read to her as a child. Alicia held her hand out to him when he came closer, closing her fingers around his, and she thought she would never be able to stop smiling again.

His murmur shouldn’t have been all that clear, and yet Alicia could hear it as if he had been speaking directly inside her head. “Blagodarya, az obicham,” she told him softly and threaded her fingers through his. She smiled up at him and for just a moment allowed herself to disappear in those dark eyes. Maybe they were already husband and wife and had been so for long, but seeing Viktor like this, seeing all the people celebrating around them, she knew that even so, this took it to a completely different level.

Reaching in front of her, she brushed her knuckles over the back of Viktor’s hand and rejoined the singing, as they continued their walk to the church.


Blagodarya, az obicham = Thank you, my love

[tt_viktor]

The crowd of the progression, the noise level, was nothing unusual for a traditional Bulgarian wedding but it resonated differently here. He once again thought of his parents, but only briefly. The sun was shining in Alicia's smile, and that was all that mattered, his wife and their future together. Her radiant smile warmed his heart and he grinned when she replied, noticing that her inflection was getting better.

Although the pace of the procession was quick, Viktor was mindful not to overstep his stride since Alicia was wearing heels. Dancers occasionally branched off to invite bystanders into the group all the way to the church. Viktor's smile broadened when they turned the corner and the converted building came into view. He could see Shacklebolt standing by the door, there to give his 'official' seal on the union.

Viktor slowed his step, drawing Alicia close in as he turned, spinning her in a small circle with a deep chuckle to the cheers and clapping of his friends. "Only few step more," he said, grinning, as the singing began to die down, though the dancers showed no signs of slowing. Viktor made sure her step was solid again before restarting their walk toward the church as his teammates broke away from the crowd to race ahead, taking their places on either side of the stairs leading up to the church.

[tt_alicia]

Walking down the unpaved paths of the Settlement was a great deal easier than Alicia could have feared. The music somehow kept her on her toes, literally, and one of the Babas had perform the small stroke of genius, when she had cast a ward on the hem of Alicia’s dress, ensuring that it wouldn’t drag along the ground. She let Viktor guide her as she looked up at him, marvelling how this proud, solid man fit so perfectly into the elated mood with the loud voices and the festive music. But he did. He was so vibrant and alive, looking happier than she could remember having seen him outside of their home, and good Godric, this was the man she was about to marry!

She had just spotted Kingsley, waiting for them in front of the church, when Viktor drew her close. With a delighted laugh, she looped her arms around his neck, looking down into his beautiful, dark eyes as he spun them around. She felt light and free and only the thought that their next kiss wouldn’t be until they were married, kept her from dipping her head down to show him just how much she wanted him right now. Instead she nodded. “A few more steps,” she grinned back, nodding. “Let’s go do this. I don’t want to wait any longer.”

Once again back on the ground, Alicia smiled as first her mum, then Sam kissed her cheek and went to join Viktor’s team mates, and take their places as her family in this. She smiled up at Viktor and gave his hand a squeeze before they began their walk towards the church and up the stairs. Seeing how each one of his team mates were standing there, supporting them in all this, made her take a deep breath; she was not going to cry today, at least not because they had wonderful people in their lives.

And then they were standing in front of Kingsley, and this was it. She beamed up at Viktor, before she looked up at Kingsley. Supposedly, brides were supposed to be blushing, at least that was the impression Alicia had gotten, but try as she might, she couldn’t keep her smile demure or blushing. There was simply no room for that, and really? Why shouldn’t she show how happy she was today?