A wedding is a long and unbearable preparation, but even the process is exciting enough.
Draco thought he could sleep until at least seven in the morning, but before six o'clock, the other person sharing the bed where he slept began to rustle, trying to get up and wash up without disturbing others.
It only takes a few seconds to go from drowsy to fully awake.
Draco rolled his eyes and sat up from the bed. Harry turned around and saw him rolling out of bed, saying apologetically: "Did I wake you up? I'm sorry, you can sleep for a while, Draco."
"You can also sleep for a while. Your Aunt Emma will come with the stylist in a while." Draco said grumpily.
"If you call her aunt again in front of her, she might dig out all your embarrassing stories and read them on the radio." Harry warned, dumbfounded, "And I can't sleep, Draco, today is the wedding," he took a deep breath, excited Then he said with great anticipation, "My dad's wedding! The day has finally arrived!"
Draco rolled his eyes for the second time today and ducked into the bathroom: "You've been nagging me about this since three o'clock yesterday - let me go!"
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Emma rushed into the boys' bedroom at seven o'clock in the morning, without knocking or greeting, just a simple gesture. Stylists and logistics staff immediately packed the room in an orderly manner, and pressed the two boys down on the chairs. Especially Harry, there were four people surrounding him. As the groom's son and flower girl, his task was extremely heavy. Emma would not allow this boy to be imperfect in the slightest today; as for Draco, since he was not willing to kill him Stay away from Harry, just take care of it along the way, and Slytherins don't dislike this at all, whether it's being served and dressed up or performing flawlessly in a ceremony.
The first thing they put on was a white dress with gold threads on the corners and cuffs. Although it was usually the daughter-in-law, after trying many different styles, they found out that it might be the British and wizard blood that was at play, Harry Suitable for such ancient things - of course, the style will be adjusted. Draco asked the house elves to bring all the fashion magazines for this. Where else can fashion magazines better combine modern and medieval styles than the wizarding world? Both?
After getting dressed, the hairstylist covered the boys with a large piece of cloth and began to style their hair. During this interval, the assistants served breakfast to satisfy their appetites. It was not exquisite, but mainly a large amount. Bacon, sausage, burger meat, French toast, fruit and maple waffles for dessert, and a small glass of juice as a drink.
"Eat more," Emma pointed out very 'viciously', "because you may not have time to eat the second meal at noon - if it weren't for the cleaning spell, I wouldn't let you eat this meal."
When she said this, the stylist took out a row of bottles and cans without blinking an eye. Some of them were more strange than others, but Harry could tell what they were at a glance.
"You still need to use a hair conditioner potion and a softening potion?" Harry asked in surprise.
"We have to pursue the best in terms of image - the moisturizing potion is somewhat related to you," Emma commented looking at the boy's raised hair, "I'm afraid your grandfather invented it because of your family's genes. This kind of thing... no, don't make it too flat, the bangs are a little raised... Fortunately, your scar is healed, boy, otherwise we would still have to find a way to cover it up."
While biting off a corner of the sweet toast, Harry thought about it and felt that Emma's words made sense - he couldn't be a stain on the poor image of this wedding.
Draco next door was praised by the stylist: "Okay, I think you can go directly to makeup. My dear little handsome guy, your hair texture and hairstyle are in the best condition. I have to say that the color and gloss are really good." Top quality platinum color, which is quite rare.”
Harry glanced to the side and saw that the person being praised, Draco Malfoy, who held the family's secret beauty recipe, let out a triumphant snort from his nose.
Harry's mouth curled up, and he was about to take a bite of muffin when he heard the banging on the door next door, which was extremely scary.
"You can't separate Charles from me! How dare you lock him in!"
This is erik's rant.
"Oh, stop dreaming. We didn't lock up Charles, you were locked out!" This was Raven's roar, cold, decisive, and merciless. "You can't see Charles yet, Erik, since you've had enough sleep. Just move your butt and get away from here!"
"I have the right to be with my fiancé! This is our wedding, I can't be separated from Charles!"
"The two parties cannot meet before the wedding, otherwise it will cause misfortune!"
"Raven, let me say it several times - this has no scientific basis - it is an unsubstantiated rumor - it is a redundant old legend!"
"Oh come on, my nephew has learned how to fly in the sky on a broom and brew magic potions. Science is dead, Erik, you have to believe in legends!"
The sound of sales and banging on the door was also mixed with Charles' cheerful laughter that came through the wall: "Haha, Raven is right, because we have a wizard son in our family, and a daughter nicknamed 'Witch' , maybe this is the curse placed by some wizard, Erik, just follow it once."
Harry: "…………"
As he listened, a cauldron suddenly fell on his head out of nowhere. He shuddered, feeling extremely innocent.
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The wedding venue could not be decided a month ago. Everyone expressed their own opinions. Raven thought that it should be the most gorgeous and spectacular church, just like Emma, with bouquets, bells, flying doves, solemn oaths, everything was perfect and seemed to be decorated forever; Emma thought that Charles This style is not suitable for Erik. She suggested finding an expensive resort, setting up flower arches and red carpets in the sun, sea water, and green land. Everyone does not have to dress expensively, and only decorate themselves with flowers, dresses, and shirts. , the golden champagne is like the sun, golden and beautiful, the background music is played by leisurely ukulele and harp, and the whispers are enough to declare love; old friends like Sean and Hank feel that their college is big enough and like home enough , this is an important place for everyone, it is the place where everything begins, and holding a wedding here is memorable enough.
To be honest, all three plans are very good. Erik has fallen into a long-term state of anxiety about this. Magneto will not hesitate for even a minute when demolishing other people's sites, but he is afraid that the poor choice of location will ruin this period. The marriage didn't get off to a good start - in fact, he was very uneasy about various matters, and he even didn't trust some of his careless subordinates to do things. This led to Harry inevitably feeling that he would have an anxiety attack every time he was busy supervising work everywhere. I really want to make a potion of joy for him.
In the end, it was Charles who comforted Erik.
"As long as we get married smoothly and love each other, this marriage will have a good start." The blue-eyed professor said firmly, "We have experienced so much and still come together, which is enough to overcome all external conditions, dear of."
Charles can always use his words to soothe people and lead them to a better mood - calmer, more stable, and more confident.
He always can.
In the end, the wedding venue was chosen at the college. Hank and the others were right. This is the place where everything began. It is of great significance. Although there was a period of silence, now it has become very, very in line with their original vision, and even better. Thinking about it from afar, this is indeed worthy of emotion.
At the same time, they also followed the example of Raven and Emma, two people who could not be messed with and who also occupied their lives. They tried their best to decorate flowers and carvings, and invited famous designers to decorate the venue regardless of the price. Sirius also found several famous designers. A good middleman, he personally obtained some interesting magic items for the fiancée and Harry's respectable family members, and provided more design ideas for the designers.
Draco's father, Mr. Malfoy, had vaguely reminded him that it was inappropriate to do so, but Mr. Black didn't think it was inappropriate at all to abandon family affairs and run errands for others. He claimed that this was an honor that he did not dare to think of a few years ago. Call it 'the second time I participated in planning the wedding for Harry's father'.
Considering how much position Harry's father occupies in his heart, this can not but be said to be an affirmation of Charles as Harry's family member. Y was saddened and moved when he heard him claim this.
The entire college fell into chaos at eight o'clock, with screams and roars happening one after another. Weddings in the afternoon often meant a rush in the morning. The girls put on their best dresses and clutched their makeup and jewelry, and the boys also tried to look glamorous. Although there was no requirement, by one o'clock in the afternoon, everyone was in their most formal clothes. Because the students in the entire college think that this is a formal occasion, and wearing formal clothes is a sign of respect. For their beloved Charles, even the children tried hard to endure, giving up the opportunity to be naughty and being naughty. The older children held hands and took their seats.
When Hermione and her family, Neville, and the Easley children came to the academy a little earlier, they all dressed up to attend because they had already been here once. The student in charge of entertaining the guests enthusiastically took them to where Harry and Draco were and also handed out handouts. Give each of them a white lily corsage to pin on their chest.
"When I was passing by, I heard Harry's best friend say that he is an old flower boy, and no matter how much magic he uses, he can't pretend to be young," the student said sadly while leading the way, "It's not easy for Harry. If it were me, I would kill him." His head, we all think that being a flower girl for dad is never out of date - how could you let such a person be his best friend?"
Her hands grew longer and shorter, and occasionally appeared as sharp as a blade, which meant that her statement of 'blow his head off' was true.
Ron obviously appreciated this point of view: "Who said it wasn't true, but who said the fact has already been established!"
Hermione covered her forehead and said, "I don't understand. Draco's mouth is not honest even today?!"
"It's okay, nothing can stop Harry's good mood," the female student who led the way chuckled, "He's so happy and radiant - Hey, Harry, why did you come out! Hey, don't run away, if it's destroyed If you change your style, Mrs. Emma can eat you alive!"
The moment they saw their friends, Hermione, Ron and others couldn't help but close their eyes and then open them again - it was a blinding white light; but before they could take a closer look, Harry suddenly dragged Draco away from them. Running wildly by.
"I'm sorry! Hey guys, we'll talk later. There's an important guest and I have to go greet her!"
He just said a word and ran toward the door with Draco like the wind.
"...Merlin," Neville murmured, "He is so...so...I mean, Harry is usually very good, but today..."
"Radiant..." gee said.
"...glorious. And we know why Malfoy is being so mean again." Fred said.
The twins looked at each other and laughed mischievously.
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Until the moment before receiving the news, Harry, even Charles and Erik, were not sure that Moria Mactagger would really come here, come to this wedding, and come with good intentions. The invitations were sent out early, but the shrewd and capable woman became as quiet as death after the death of her only son. She shut herself up at home. The invitations never came back, and there was no news. Harry once took the time to visit the house anxiously, with a lot of reasons. , explanation, and guilt, but Moria asked him to leave her 'alone to think calmly for a while'.
And now this woman is wearing a formal and beautiful dress, standing in front of the door and handing out invitations. She even has one or two white rose hair accessories in her ears, and comes to the door with a smile, blessings and gifts. , even though the weight loss caused by the grief of losing a son has not yet recovered, it does not damage her appearance.
When receiving the news, Draco's first reaction was to be wary, not as surprised as Harry at all.
"She hasn't contacted you for several months, and now she comes to attend the wedding." He was a little suspicious of this woman's purpose. To be honest, he didn't feel any guilt at all. Except that Moria and Charles were friends, as the person involved, he felt that this They did nothing wrong in the matter, but the other person's mood may not be as upright. "I know she is just an ordinary Muggle - but you still have to be careful that she comes for revenge."
"No," Harry said firmly, "Moria is not this kind of person. You will understand, Draco, she is very...very personal. Dad said that she is not a person who will be defeated by sadness and hatred. She has Beyond the wisdom and reason of most people.”
He seemed to be trying to convince Draco, but also trying to convince himself. Draco could feel his voice trembling.
"She will not be obsessed with revenge. I believe that since she is here, Moria must...must have come with blessings." Harry said.
Emma looked at him from the side and thought for a while.
"You know, you sound like your father." She said, then waved them away, "Go and greet her. Your father has asked you to bring the person involved. Since you are so sure She’s here for a wedding.”
Draco didn't know why Harry said that until he met Moria in person. Even if she is not a noble and does not have a prominent family background, you can still see a kind of arrogance and self-esteem unique to her from Moria Mactagger. Her chin does not need to be raised very high, but her eyes are bright enough. Her expression is not serious enough. After all, she greets the boys with a smile and wishes the wedding, but she just makes you unable to despise her and respect her from the bottom of your heart. .
And she may have a skill, her tone and expression are so sincere, Draco can't imagine that this woman is coming for revenge with this attitude, and it's really hard for you to imagine that such a woman indulges in unreasonable things. In revenge, she does things like hiding a knife behind her smile and stabbing people crazily - not that every woman is lucky enough to come from the crazy black family.
Draco knew without even looking that Harry, his little fool Harry, had already been moved to pieces.
"I-" Harry was nervous and stuck, "I-really-didn't expect-I mean-"
His heart was filled with turbulent waves for a moment. He wanted to ask Moria, are you really happy? Are you really free from that sentimental thing? Do you really... don't hate us?
The last question was very practical, but Moria's smile was so convincing that the result was known before he even spoke.
"Shh." Moria stroked her back gently, "It's okay, kid, it's okay. Of course I'm going to attend my old friend's wedding. You won't believe how much Charles means to me. I can't miss it. this."
She knelt down slightly and looked into the boys' eyes.
"I know what you are worried about, but I will only say it once." She reached out and stroked Harry's hair and face, as gentle as every mother, and then looked at Draco, "Don't think you have done something wrong," she said firmly. Authentic, "I heard about that situation. My son has done all kinds of irreparable evil things. Of course I hope he can live, but there are some mistakes that he cannot make even after death."
She said to Draco word for word: "I am grateful to you, child, because you prevented him from doing the biggest wrong thing - you saved me from having to face Charles in this life because my son tortured and killed his son." Son. If I had a choice, I wouldn't let something like this happen to him. No."
She spoke very decisively. As a mother, these words were even a little cruel, but she did not waver at all. Sadness could not shake her will, and neither could longing.
"Kaven is guilty, and I am guilty," Moria said, "so what I need is to find a way to atone for my sins - Kaven's departure made me lost for a while, but life will go on, don't worry, kids , my philosophy, and I as a person cannot be lost, I always think so."
Harry remained silent. It's hard to say what it feels like - you know she's right, but you want to say that some of the things she blames herself for are wrong, but you know that's not what she wants to hear from you. ...You shouldn't touch it easily.
You really want to feel sad for her, but she doesn't allow you to do so because she knows it will pass.
Moria sniffed, stood up, tucked a strand of fallen hair behind her ears, hid all her fragility and pain, ignored Draco's strange gaze, and took out her makeup bag to patch it up. After touching up her makeup, she suddenly became the confident and dazzling Moira again, coming to attend her old friend's wedding.
"So, where is Charles?" she said in a cheerful voice, "Although I may not need a bridesmaid, I still hope to see him and Erik before the wedding starts!"
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Because Raven and other women insisted that they were not allowed to meet before the wedding, many beautiful, exquisite white houses were built on the lawn of the college. Charles was waiting in one of them, and Erik, hehe, where was he hidden? To be honest, Charles I don't know, after all, this long row of white houses is the masterpiece of Harry's two elders, Sirius and Remus. Thanks to the almighty magic, as long as time is not up, Erik can't open every window even if he looks at it. Correct door to find charles.
Charles made himself look like a sculpture, motionless with a tiny smile on his face. He had to do this even if his back ached, just to wait for his sister to come in and say, 'Everything is ready.'
But seriously, it’s just getting married, why make it look like a treasure hunt? Charles looked at himself in the mirror, who could almost be called ten years younger. He loosened his collar in a funny way. The potion was really a magical thing. The instruction manual said skin care products, but after using it, it felt like you had taken some rejuvenating drug. , even if Charles never feels that he is becoming 'older', being able to be more charming at his wedding is obviously a development that he cannot refuse.
Who wouldn’t want to leave a perfect image that will be engraved for a lifetime on the partner they are about to spend a lifetime with on this holy day?
The waiting time is always very subtle. You feel like you have been waiting for a long time, and it seems like it is only a moment. At least when Raven hurried in wearing her pure white dress and said, "Everything is ready," Charles still felt that he had just put it together. The hands that had finished loosening the collar were lowered.
It is difficult for many people to describe the mood at this moment when the wedding ceremony is about to begin - anticipation, excitement, happiness, uneasiness about the changes in future life, etc.
Fortunately, Charles doesn't have the last item. He knew very well who he was spending his life with, and he knew very well that nothing would change. It would not be unsettling - no, it had changed. A vow that bound him for the rest of his life was about to fall on him, and several of his family members finally They have truly become his family in a legal sense, and no one can take them away by any means, especially Erik.
thought cheerfully.
"Charles, come on! Everything is ready! Your husband is ready too!" Raven said when she came in, noisy and impatient like she was a little girl, "He looks like he wants to tear me apart - —Be polite, Erik, will you have this little patience to marry my brother?!"
"I'm sorry," Charles heard Erik's rich voice as he endured everything, "My patience has allowed me to survive for decades, if you still remember."
Charles couldn't bear it anymore and stood up with a loud laugh: "Okay, Raven, let me see my groom - he is so pitiful, he has been isolated since morning! Erik, Erik, we should go out Yet?"
"Yes, Charles," Erik crossed Raven and walked in, eagerness in his steps, "I'm here to greet you, we want to go together."
Charles noticed that Erik received the same treatment - maintenance, repair and decoration from head to toe, from face to hands. He also looked ten years younger. The crisp suit made this man look so tall and handsome, and his handsomeness was so powerful. When he looked at Charles, the latter was almost like a young man who couldn't breathe for a few seconds.
think. He came back to his senses and wanted to see Eric like this more, and found that the other person was looking at him with eyes full of love and surprise.
"You look so perfect."
The two said at the same time, and laughed out loud at the same time, and after Raven clapped his hands dissatisfied ("Don't be sentimental, time! Save your eyes when swearing!" the woman shouted.), Erik spent his whole life He faced Charles with the most cheerful, cheerful and solemn expression and stretched out his palm.
"Charles." That was all he had to say.
Charles couldn't smile brighter. He stretched out his hand and placed it in the palm of the other person's hand.
They walked out of the door with their fingers intertwined.
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Everything is indeed ready.
Many flower poles were erected on the vast lawn behind the college, and all the chairs were filled with guests. They may look different, and even have different races and nationalities, but they all wear pure white rose corsages on their chests. As the band plays the wedding march, they look expectantly at the newlyweds coming out.
"Very charming, Dad, Uncle Erik." Someone praised.
Charles couldn't help but smile, and turned around to see his most precious son, Harry. The child's face was bright red and she was dressed up very beautifully. She wore an expensive pure white dress and a gemstone brooch. It was also in a sweet doll style, a favorite among women, but this time it was a wedding style.
He couldn't help but want to laugh, but he blurted out: "Thank you for working hard as a flower girl at this age, son - you are also very charming today."
Harry: "…………"
Draco, who was sitting in the front row and kept looking over, laughed mercilessly.
"Fortunately, I'm old enough to be the best man." Peter smacked his lips and stood together with Anda. The two of them were just a sight, accompanying Erik. And immediately, Harry brought Nina over and put his head on the little girl's head. She put on a very beautiful flower garland, and the princess dress was decorated with pearls. She was holding a flower basket very shyly, and there was a little deer secretly chewing the petals beside her.
"You are so beautiful, Nina." Charles praised sincerely, and received a kiss full of love from the little girl, "So our family is here."
"It's time to start." Erik said impatiently.
"Yeah, yeah, otherwise someone will take Charles and leave first." Raven said sarcastically.
Emma seized the opportunity and snapped her fingers at the band. The originally soothing version gradually increased the volume and speeded up the tempo. The official "Wedding March" was on track. Charles and Erik, two people without their father, accompanied by all existing family members Next, holding each other's arms, they took the first step on the red carpet road covered with flowers.
At this moment, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing - all the flower arches tightly decorated with white flowers suddenly bloomed into large flowers. They grew and opened in an orderly manner. The white roses were responsible for dazzling, and the lilies of the valley were responsible for hanging the beautiful door curtains. The delicate flowers swept over the heads of the newlyweds, leaving a faint fragrance.
Charles and Erik kept walking, walking steadily with each other through every step. They sometimes looked at each other, sometimes looked ahead, their steps were not too fast, and their hearts were even full of reluctance, hoping that this road would be longer, and then a little longer. Enjoy this different experience.
It's like spending the weekend, you've been looking forward to it for a long time, you can't wait, but what you enjoy the most is the Friday night that connects with the weekend. It's not a formal meal, but it's also special.
Harry followed obediently, raising his head and chest, his chin unconsciously raised, his eyes bright, and his smile never stopped.
He didn't use a magic wand, and honestly performed the duties of a flower boy with Nina: he took the petals from the flower basket and sprinkled them all over the road they walked. The red carpet was originally covered with white petals. Now there are many bright colors on this white road.
When they finally finished walking, Hank, who had quickly passed the priest qualification exam, was waiting at the front with as much nervousness as a proposal. There are actually many people competing for the position of pastor, and the competition is very fierce. Almost all women want to bear witness, and there are also men with rich emotions. But Hank has shown his loyalty, diligence, hard work, and gentleness over the years. (Emphasis added) I defeated all the candidates, happily took the exam for a priest qualification and came back, so I could stand here as this witness.
"Congratulations on your marriage." Hank couldn't wait to whisper, his eyes as bright as Harry's, and he expressed his blessing first, "I'm glad that you are finally happy, Charles."
"Thank you, Hank, my most loyal friend," Charles said with gratitude, "You are one of the best witnesses of all this."
"Thank you." Erik also said.
"Welcome everyone, today we are here to witness an everlasting love." Hank turned to the guests and recited the host words loudly, "We all know them - the two most powerful people in the world, the two most worthy of our respect. , two brave heroes, two absolute leaders, two who regard each other as their only close friends, two loving and steady fathers. I still believe that they were born for each other. They have gone through many hardships and have had A lot of disagreements, but I'm sure everyone is happy that this wedding ends up here, where it all started."
Peter raised his hand. Everyone looked at him.
"I'm sorry, before I take the oath," Peter, who was wearing a silver striped suit, looked particularly handsome, but at this moment he had an embarrassed expression on his face, and he was excited about the answer to the mystery, "we would like to make a speech - —I mean, I know it wasn’t in the schedule, and we all knew they wanted to say the oath early, but the kid had something to say to the family—"
"——There's nothing wrong." Charles responded almost immediately.
Erik stared at each child in surprise - he had never heard that they had any plans to give a speech. Even now, Ada was still standing quietly next to Peter.
Raven glanced at Peter suspiciously, suspecting that he was trying to do some kind of prank (he had too many criminal records), but when Harry also took out a piece of manuscript paper, she discovered that it was something the children had agreed upon.
"Ahem, I - my sister doesn't like to talk, so I bring most of them, okay?" Peter cleared his throat, took the wireless microphone that was handed over, and glanced at his father quickly.
"Dad," Peter said in a lazy tone like every boy, "Congratulations, you got married today. To tell the truth that everyone knows, we all know that our birth is not what you know, but what we encountered Things are definitely not what you want to foresee. I know this is strange. Inexplicably, there are two more people in their twenties in your family tree. You are often considered to be the irresponsible person. You are also very helpless. But we want to say that you actually did a good job. I mean, you wanted to care about us, and you did so." Peter raised his head and his eyes met Erik. "You also need to know that suddenly there is a father. , it’s hard to get used to this, but fortunately there is a person named Charles Xavier in the world. He is like the most incredible snake oil. I guess he has fixed everything, which leads to our current situation - not seeking the most affectionate and standard Parents and children, but at least they are family."
He paused and mustered up the courage to say the last words: "Thank you for being willing to accept us all at once and give us a second home. Dad, Charles, I wish you all the best. It's time for you to be happy, even if it - Shamefully late!”
Peter's voice suddenly turned upward, and at the same time he raised the paper in his hand, and the paper broke into pieces and turned into rose petals and scattered down.
Erik hugged his son and daughter almost immediately, with tears in his eyes that he had to endure - joy. What made him most happy was that although Anda did not read a speech, she said a faint congratulations to Charles who also came to hug the twins.
In order, next is Harry. Draco wanted his head to grow to Harry's shoulders, wanting to see the manuscript - when did this guy write it! ! He doesn't know!
Harry smiled broadly at Charles, and then unfolded the manuscript paper.
"Dad, Uncle Eric, congratulations on your marriage." His voice was clear and soft, as sweet as singing. "Since I was a child, I have known that there is a person who can make my beloved father happy when he comes, but also makes me happy when he leaves. It always makes my favorite dad show an unusual expression. When I was a child, I often thought that my dad didn’t want Uncle Erik to leave, and Uncle Erik seemed unhappy every time he left. I also didn’t like Nina to leave, and Nina also wanted to stay. Why? In the end, there are still only two people in our house permanently? Why should people who want to be together separate?"
Charles and Erik couldn't help but sigh and smile almost at the same time. They thought that children wouldn't pay attention to that, and wouldn't remember it specially. It's really touching to see the scene at that time at a wedding.
"Later I learned that it was precisely because they loved each other that they did not hold back or stop. I still remember someone telling me that a man needs a wife and a child needs a mother. I have to say that is common sense, but it is not the truth. Harry said from the bottom of his heart, without even reading the manuscript, "Actually, I think nothing can enrich the soul and life more than being together with people who love each other. I love my dad, and I want to live with him. Uncle Erik and my dad." If they love each other, they should live together. I'm often accused of always making choices for others -" Harry quietly stuck out his tongue at Draco, "-but now that I think about it, sometimes it's because I want them to get the best choice. , we make choices for others, and at this time we really need people to ask us: Why not ask them what they want? People play games and get a perfect ending but are unhappy. What is the meaning of this game? "
He winked at the two fathers, and the flashing green eyes meant that our family loves to make choices for others, which made both Charles and Erik feel a little ashamed.
"Of course we want whoever we love to be happy." Harry said, "I have wanted brothers and sisters since I was a child. Now, I am very happy that I finally have brothers and sisters, and a third father. I am even happier for you - you You can finally know what the other person wants and respect each other's opinions. You finally discovered that happiness is not difficult at all. As long as you are brave, happiness is to be with the person you want to be with. Congratulations on your marriage, Dad, Uncle Eric, I I’m really happy to be your flower girl – and really don’t make fun of me for being over my age.”
The guests burst into laughter, and Harry rolled up the manuscript paper and stroked it with his palm. All that was left was a white rose. Harry pinned it to his chest, and then rushed forward to meet his beloved dad. Hug, kiss on the cheek, and accept Eric's hug again.
"Thank you, son," Charles smiled, almost choking, "I love you too."
Harry was lusting after his arms, but Nina was still behind. She was the youngest, and she also needed her own 'speech' - two kisses, two hugs. Children can't say long and beautiful speeches, but they like you. Will suffice.
"I have two fathers," the little girl said sweetly, imitating the blessings of her brothers and sisters, "Congratulations on your marriage-"
Of course, Charles and Erik hugged and kissed their youngest daughter. The atmosphere was almost so sweet that it melted. Even women like Emma and Raven looked at all this as if they were looking at the cutest thing in the world. No one interrupted them until Hank finally wiped away his tears and remembered his wedding vows.
"I never thought I would receive such a gift," when the ring was held up by Peter and Harry, Charles faced Erik and teased, "I'm so moved that I can't speak, Erik, what should I do? , how can I say marriage vows."
"Nothing is needed, just the most important sentence is enough." Erik said.
"No, no, no, I've been preparing for so long, I can't let it go to waste." Charles smiled and shook his head repeatedly, holding Eric's hand tightly, "Erik Lehnsherr. My best friend, my brother, my true love. I can't say that we Although we both have a smooth life, I can’t believe in fate. But you may not know that when we were in this place many years ago, I believed that we were made for each other.”
Erik didn't speak, but the light became brighter and brighter in his eyes, and silence burst out.
Charles looked at him, his gentle blue eyes only bringing out the shadow of such a person.
"Each of us may be born with more pieces and less pieces in a puzzle, but when I met you, I felt that we could fit in, and we were just right. As Hank said, we had our differences, and we were even lost for a time, Do a lot of ridiculous things." Charles and Eric intertwined their fingers, their voices were soft, and every word fell on Eric's heart, "But look at us now, we have a good family, we are together again, we Even married, erik.”
He put the wedding ring on Erik's hand and said in a tone that almost made him cry: "We got married... This almost happened in my dream. It may be a little late now, but I love you, Erik, This is the only one, no other choice.”
One can love forever. One is enough to consume everything he has.
Erik almost closed his eyes. He stammered, almost mustering up the same courage as when he proposed, before he could speak again.
"I feel like this is a good thing that happened in my dream more than you do, Charles." Erik whispered, "Just meeting you is the best thing that has happened to me in my life." He almost whispered, also Whether the guests heard it clearly or not, "You are like the moon, like the sun, unique and worthy of the best in the world."
"I believe I chose the best person in the world." Charles smiled and said immediately.
"... You are the treasures of my life." Erik's words almost fragmented, moved and happily stirred the heart of the tough guy. He almost didn't know how to show his joy, "save my soul out ... your light Shining my whole life. Please, don't leave me, charles, never. "
He held Charles's hand tightly, almost unbearable to hug him and kiss his impulse.
"I love you. You are my family, friends, mentors, and lover. Without you, I just have no soul shells. I can only decline and die, meaningless."
Erik's lips trembled, and he also put the wedding ring on Charles' fingers, boldly said the last sentence. He was even hesitant before speaking, is he too bold and self -self.
"... I love you more than anyone. So, don't leave me, Charles."
Charles almost rushed to hug him immediately.
"I won't leave you, Erik," Charles murmured with him, "I used a ring to restrain you, remember?"
It was an eternal vow, which was bound to their souls. Their love itself was not strong, but it proved that they were tightly restrained together -because these two souls attracted each other and could not be separated.
"Charles, whether we are rich or poor, no matter health diseases, no matter the adversity of life, when the other person needs you most, can you never leave for life and never leave until forever?"
"I do."
"Erik, whether we are wealthy or poor, no matter health diseases, no matter the adversity of life, when the other person needs you most, can you never leave for life and never leave until forever?"
"I do."
"Now, I announce that you are a partner, you can kiss your husband ... Oh!"
The last word is not needed at all, and Charles and Erik opened their arms to the other party and hugged each other tightly.
They finally kissed together. 166 reading network
