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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Re: Alicia

[tt_ginny]

Alicia's mum was a sweet woman, though she seemed quite confused when she transfigured the bath for Alicia, only remembering after the fact that Ali's mum was a Muggle. Her brother was a minor distraction, being both handsome and intelligent to speak with while they waited for Alicia to finish with her bath. Ginny traded some jokes with the younger Bulgarian girls and blushed when the older "Babas" teased about when Ginny was getting married, then they turned on the heat by deciding they would arrange for the Bulgarian boys to contact her.

It was a welcome relief when Ali's mum appeared to tell her that Ali was out of the tub and ready for company. She escaped the laughter and teasing, slipping into Alicia's room with a full blush reddening her cheeks. "Wow, you and Viktor weren't kidding about the Babas. I think they're trying to fix me up with half the Vulture team out there!" she gasped, sitting on the edge of the bed as she took in her best friend in her wedding dress. "You look amazing, you know. What can I help with?"

Re: Alicia

[tt_alicia]

When the door opened, Alicia turned around to see who it was, still working her earring through her lobe. The sight of Ginny blushing was rare and it made her smile in an attempt to keep from outright laughing. Her eyebrows went up in a ‘see?’ manner, as she nodded her agreement, when finally the earring went through. “Luckily I’ve only had to witness it done,” she smirked, “never had to go through it myself, but they’re determined.” For a brief moment she wondered if she would be where she was right now had she met the Babas before she had met Viktor, rather than the way it had been, where he had been the one to bring her to them.

Combing her fingers through her still loose hair, she sat down next to Ginny. “Technically, I think you’re supposed to be my emotional ballast today,” he chuckled. “You know, keep me from panicking and running away, convince me that I’m doing the right thing…” her voice trailed off as she looked at Ginny and laughed softly. “Which, I’m sorry to say, you don’t get to do.” She had been more nervous about Quidditch matches back in school. This? Marrying Viktor? There wasn’t a shadow of a doubt in her mind that they were doing the right thing. “So… keep me company, make sure that the Babas doesn’t do my hair too ridiculously, make sure that you dance with his best man just to keep up traditions… Oh!” with a wave of her wand, she summoned he small box from the vanity table. “If you could hold Viktor’s ring, that would be wonderful. I think I read somewhere that the safest place would be on your thumb, but that’s completely up to you.”

Re: Alicia

[tt_ginny]

There was little to no real sympathy in her friend's features, which Ginny could whole-heartedly understand given her own time with the overwhelming Baba's since becoming involved with Viktor Krum. Ginny had come to terms with the whole 'my best friend is marrying the world's greatest Qudditch player' bit a while ago, so that sort of breezed past her thoughts.

"Determined? I think of my mum as being determined. These women would give mum a run for her money on match-making. Now that I think of it, I should keep my mum away from them. Far away," Ginny laughed with a wry grin. She didn't mind the attention overmuch. Her own prospects for romance were in short supply, not that she hadn't had her share of male attention. Dates since coming to the new world had just given her more a sense of what she was looking for and not sure of what exactly she wanted anymore.

"Emotional ballast. Yeah, I can't quite picture you fleeing the ceremony in a panic, love. Keeping you company, I can do quite right. His best man? You mean that tall, dark, gorgeous Keeper for the Vultures? Oh, twist my arm," she teased, laughing happily. It was so good to see Alicia so happy, so content. She was beautiful, radiant. Holding out her hand, Ginny smiled when Alicia placed the box in her palm. She opened it carefully, taking out the big, gold ring and slipping it on her thumb. It was still a bit big but wasn't going to fly off. "This is fine, love. I won't let anything happen to it. What else can I help with? Are you ready for the Baba's to do your hair?"

Re: Alicia

[tt_alicia]

Alicia could see Ginny’s point, and with a chuckle she took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “You’ll want to smack me when I say this,” she ventured with an amused smirk. “But you should take it as a compliment that they want to match make you, especially since they’re talking about setting you up with a Bulgarian bloke.” She chewed on her lip for a moment, thinking back to the first times she had met them. Viktor hadn’t told her specifically what had gone on, but she hadn’t needed to know the language or even be an expert reader of people to know that that she hadn’t been what they had had in mind for Viktor.

“Zograf’s a wonderful dancer, just beware that his hands may wander a bit south if he thinks no-one’s watching,” she grinned at Ginny. When it came to the best man, she had no doubt that Ginny wouldn’t be in good hands, nor that she would find herself with a lack of attention or chivalry. She looked at her, truly grateful to have gotten to know her like she had and to truthfully be able to call her her best friend. “Have fun and enjoy today. Flirt and dance and eat and drink and sing and just celebrate this with us. That’s why we’re doing it this way.” She sent her a smile and with a small sigh, she got up. “I’m ready for them to do my hair,” she confirmed. “And I’m ready for some breakfast. I’m starving.” Holding out her hand to Ginny, she gestured for her come along, now.

Re: Alicia

[tt_ginny]

She laughed warmly, shaking her head. "Viktor is Bulgarian. Not all Bulgarian blokes are like Viktor, love, but I'll take your advice under consideration." Even before coming to the new world, the Vultures had had a reputation of being ladies men and none of them seemed as ready to settle down as Viktor when they arrived here. Still, Ginny would give them the benefit of the doubt but vowed only to have casual dates, if any of them asked.

"Fun, flirting and dancing, right. I think I can handle that," Ginny agreed, laughing softly. She squeezed Ali's hand back and rose, smoothing her light gold simple gown with her free hand, very conscious of the fact that she was wearing Viktor's wedding band on her thumb. It was a great honor to be here with Alicia, to share her wonderful day with her and to witness her happiness. "Well, then you'll be in for a treat. I think they've got every decadent pastry known to man out there."

She took Ali's outstretched hand and the two crossed out into the louder, more boisterous living area. While Ali sat for the Babas, Ginny went to fetch two laden plates of pastries, bringing them back to Alicia. "I got one of each for you to try and Tashi? Tali? Something like that, she's going to bring over some tea in a minute," she assured Alicia, handing her the plate. "I'd ask if you were nervous but that's sort of a moot point now. Your brother is having the time of his life over there with the other musicians, I see. How's your mum taking all of this?"

[tt_alicia]

“Yeah, Viktor is one of a kind,” Alicia smiled at Ginny, “but that wasn’t what I meant. What I meant was, that you’re not Bulgarian, which means that them trying to match you with a Bulgarian bloke, really is a compliment. Took them a while before they fully accepted that Viktor had chosen a foreigner, and now they’re making it seem like they’re the ones who came up with the match.” Which Alicia was fine with, now. It had taken a bit to get used to it, but as she had gotten to know them better, she could – somewhat – see where they were coming from, and was just happy that they had changed their minds about her.

In between kissing cheeks in greeting and having her cheeks patted, someone somehow managed to get a protective spell cast on her dress to ward off any spills and stains. “Mmm, thank you, love,” Alicia hummed in appreciation when Ginny handed her a plate of pastries, the smell alone making her mouth water. “Tali, I think,” she nodded, to let Ginny know that she had heard her, then smiled across the room to where her mum was sitting in deep conversation with one of the musicians, noticing how Sam’s fingers were moving going over the new melodies he had had some of the Bulgarians teach him for today. “She was pretty overwhelmed at first,” she said, looking back to Ginny. “I mean, when she came through, we had already planned most of it, so it was all sort just… tossed at her.” Alicia grew quiet for a moment, thinking back to how her mum had changed after she had come through. How she had gone from the grieving widow to a woman who was beginning to look at life with a fresh pair of eyes, once again recognising all the opportunities that were there for the taking. “Now that she’s gotten to know Viktor as more than just the name my dad kept raving about she’s come around, and though she’s both sentimental and proud today, I think she’ll agree that this was how we should do it.”