A ceremony requires order.
According to Charles himself, what order is there? A wedding celebration with young students does not require order.
Music, dancing, speeches, wine and food, as long as the venue can accommodate people, a party can be held. Anyway, a magic can move all the chairs. Sirius is very skilled at this. He laughed and waved his wand to clear the dance floor. , the tables covered with white tablecloths and red roses were arranged in a circle, and the food and plates were brought up non-stop by the waiters to serve the guests who needed to fill their bellies after dancing.
The newlyweds were of course the first to slide onto the dance floor. They danced amid applause and soothing music. Charles and Erik stared at each other, holding hands with wedding rings tightly clasped together. This long-lasting love The meaning is enough to make this dance full of happiness.
The first song is very touching and slow. It must be as romantic as a candlelight dinner. It can be said to be a necessary procedure in a wedding, just like a wedding cannot be without flowers - but of course the following songs must also be for the sake of young people, charles Very considerate of students, Erik must also be considerate of his subordinates and colleagues as a leader.
Sirius even invited a woman - who was under Erik's control - to walk gracefully onto the dance floor. He is only in his early thirties this year. His black semi-long curly hair, deep and penetrating black eyes, and his extremely well-fitting suit and vest all make him more eye-catching than young people in their twenties. His dancing skills are so good. From his expression to his movements, he is full of power and wonderful. It caused many students to whistle and cheer, and also made the first minute popular.
"It can be seen that he was very popular at dances when he was a student." Charles commented enthusiastically, and recalled his youth, "Do all schools have such a person, handsome or beautiful, good at drinking and dancing? , I mean, the ones you’ve all seen, characters like prom queen—”
"Yes, you have seen it, and you have done it," Raven stood next to Charles. She was perfect from head to toe today, and her face with exquisite makeup showed a kind of gloating that belonged to the person who broke the news. "Drink a lot of wine. , kept dancing with the girls on the dance floor, and finally jumped on the table to talk about the research results - I would say that you were good at everything at that time, but you were too - boring." She concluded in a dictatorial manner, "So Your popularity among the girls has always been average, and you were a good friend, but not what the girls wanted at the time.”
"Ahem, raven..." Hank coughed a few times. Is it too embarrassing to say this at a wedding?
——Look, Erik’s magical gaze has already swept over.
But Raven is Raven. She chuckled, and then said to Charles, who looked like "I thought I was very popular": "But who knows, maybe none of the girls at that time were the one you wanted. The one you want is here." Here, no one says everyone has to find true love around the age of twenty."
She leaned over, put her arm around her brother's shoulder, opened her red lips slightly, and whispered in Charles' ear.
"If you identify someone to pursue, you can make anyone fall in love with you." She said sincerely, "Look at Erik, I sometimes feel that he is the chosen one, not you who are chased by him. ——Anyone who reaches your level will be far away."
"No," Charles burst out laughing, showing his ring to his sister, "but I have to say, you see, Raven, fate finally trapped him with the ring for me."
Erik pulled Raven's hand down, took his husband into his arms, and whispered in his ear with his lips, making the relatives and friends around him unconsciously smile and turn their heads to protect their eyesight.
"You're wrong," Erik whispered in Charles' ear, "It's love, not a ring."
It's your love that holds me captive. Always. As long as you still love me, you can always hold me captive.
"I'm really honored to hear that, Erik."
Charles smiled and turned his head, exchanging a kiss with his husband, "Please teach me for the rest of my life, my husband."
At that moment, all the mind readers present could hear Magneto's uncontrollable - overwhelming - sweet - exciting - 'no more me' emotions that are common to newlyweds.
Even if I die now, I am willing to do so. All mind readers could hear him swear in his head.
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"omg," Harry almost dropped the cup on the ground. In shock, his face was in a state of dumbfounding, "...Why are adults like this?"
Draco was startled by what he said. He took the cup in his hand and put it on the table. Then he used his spare wand to cast a cleaning spell on Harry's cuff that had some juice splashed on it: "Look at what you're doing." What did you do with your rare perfect appearance - what happened to you? You are too excited today! I tell you - I warn you - Harry Xavier, you are as excited as a jumping bean today, if you dare again Pull me violently and run wildly, destroy my hair, and you're doomed."
"Erik yelled excitedly, so loudly that the whole audience almost heard it," Harry wanted to laugh but did not dare to shout loudly. He turned his head to assess the distance between himself and his fathers, and said sympathetically, "Jean is standing closer. I guess she’s going deaf—conscious ears, I mean.”
"What are you yelling about? I didn't--are you 'receiving' wirelessly again?" Draco thought Harry was hearing hallucinations at first, but soon he realized what kind of 'ears were going deaf' Harry was talking about, and he was stunned for a moment. Harry was agitated, feeling wary of being peered into his heart. It wasn't that he was afraid of this ability, but this was a place filled with Harry's relatives and friends, and his little secret couldn't be leaked. "You said, 'Everyone in the room' '——"
"It's just a metaphor," Harry reassured. "This ability is actually quite small. Erik is too excited - in fact, there are very few times where you can hear specific words in this situation."
Most telepaths need conditions when reading their hearts. They either need to look at each other, or have a distance requirement, or need to be in contact, or have a mental link with the permission of the subject, and whether they read emotions or specific realities, It just depends on ability. Although Harry is in a radio state, this is because his talent is very good, and the person is very close, and there is no way to cover his heart, it will be like the water in the bottle flowing out endlessly, except for Harry There was no choice in being drenched in water from the head.
Just like now, all mind readers can feel Erik's sweet emotions as a groom. But in the past, except for Charles and Jean, it was very difficult to probe Magneto's heart even if they were only a few meters away. And if that legendary helmet is placed on his head, then there is really nothing anyone can do.
The helmet, which had an ordinary shape but was dismissed from everyone's bedtime stories because of its ugly color, only appeared for a second. Immediately, Harry was surrounded by congratulatory friends.
——Gather around and visit.
Once a person walks in everyone's field of vision with messy curly hair (forced, not docile at all), old-fashioned glasses (ancestral antiques given by his father), simple face and smile, and he wears nothing but school uniforms When he reappears in the world with his casual clothes, whose taste is not praiseworthy, dressed from head to toe, and a hundred times more exquisite than usual, everyone will inevitably have to look at it with the mentality of appreciating art. After all, it's not You can see this scene every day. If you miss it, you will miss it.
Harry didn't have any stage fright at all, he smiled very standardly, and he let the twins walk around him generously, and let Ron and the others look at him with their mouths open, dumbfounded.
"You are on the same level as Malfoy now, Harry," Ron looked at Harry with his mouth open, feeling that his eyes hurt when he could even see a section of his cuffs, because the small pearls and diamond cufflinks on them were so shiny, so It was so dazzling that Ron couldn't help but said angrily, "Harry, you traitor, you can do this now, why do you usually do this? We thought you were taking the simple route! Unless Sirius bought you blind clothes again, or Malfoy stuffed his own clothes into You! If girls see this, you will be many times more popular than you are now! I dare say that by then no one will discuss whether you are the heir of Slytherin!"
These words made Hermione and Ginny sigh together, while Draco kept rolling his eyes.
"I guess I don't know what you mean by 'that', Ron. Of course I have to be the best at my father's wedding." Harry felt quite innocent. "You were pretty good today too - oh, by the way. , thank you for wearing a formal suit for my dad’s wedding, ron.”
"I have to thank you, buddy. This is much better than the dress my mother gave me, even though it is a Muggle dress." Ron was wearing an orthodox black suit, neat and decent, and he was a little embarrassed to straighten his tie. , "Sirius said it would be neater to dress like this."
"That's right, and I don't want you to be harassed for wearing wizard uniforms," Harry agreed with a smile, "You don't know how many students and mutants we have here who are interested in wizards. After all, who has never heard of fairy tales... …But, I don’t want you to attend my father’s wedding and be annoyed to death, that would be so embarrassing.”
In fact, it was Emma and Raven who protested - women hate outdated and old-fashioned clothes. They all value this wedding very much and do not allow guests to wear 'those things' to attend this wedding. Even the youngest students do not. The clothes must be shown to them one by one according to the standards, and those who do not meet the standards must accept the arrangements of the adults; as for the guests, everyone is familiar with them, and no one dares to mess with these terrible women.
As one of the communication lines between wizards and mutants, and as Harry's godfather, Sirius had considered many things for him in advance. Harry had never seen the Weasley family's heirloom dress. He had seen - some kind of In a sense, it is also a man's nightmare - so this problem is solved in advance.
"Harry really wants to take pictures with you at that time, but he can't choose any other clothes, so would you like to try wearing Muggle formal attire? How about it? I promise it will be no worse than a formal robe!"
Why wasn't Ron happy? Of course Ron was happy, and when he looked in the mirror the night before, he felt a hundred times more handsome than himself in a dress and robe.
——And now he saw Harry, who was ten times more beautiful than usual, and Malfoy, who was always dazzling.
"Why am I in the same class with you two?" Ron habitually touched his nose. "There will be a dance at Hogwarts in the future. With you two standing there, who would want to dance with others!" He was envious and sour at the same time. say.
"Well, I don't agree with what you say - I heard that your eldest brother also has many handsome classmates, but he is also very popular!"
Harry felt that Ron was thinking too far-sighted, and at the same time he could understand why Ron was so unconfident. He easily changed the focus of the topic, "I heard that his dancing skills are top-notch and he is also very humorous, which is why he is so popular. There is no one in my family who even has a relationship. Let me ask for advice. Ron, you will definitely be much better than me by then - last time Draco and I went to my former classmate's house for a party, and we didn't know what to talk about with others. It was so embarrassing. I can only sit there and eat, chatting about how the recent exam questions went, whether the education level has changed again, and what academic developments have occurred."
Speaking of this, Harry was also helpless.
In fact, he also wanted to have new topics to talk about, such as magic, but the international confidentiality law did not allow it. He did not want to finish talking, and the memory canceller was forced to come to work overtime.
"What, are you talking about this with others? Exam questions? Education level? Academics? Oh my God, Harry, you are such a waste!"
Ron almost squirted his juice, and the topic was immediately taken away. He started complaining to him about how difficult it was to chat with girls. No matter how Ginny was squinting at him next to him, Harry listened with interest for a while and found that Compared to the girls in Gryffindor, my seniors are pretty easy to talk to - as long as you don't talk nonsense, whether it's gossip or academics, the Gryffindors welcome you. Of course, it may be that romantic chatting is more demanding, and Harry has never started chatting in this mode with his senior classmates.
"snort."
Draco snorted coldly, and poked the wedding cake he had just divided with the fork in his hand. At an angle that Harry couldn't see, the corners of his mouth twisted into a sinister smile, and he felt sour in his heart, as if he had added baking soda.
——Can’t find a dance partner? Are the girls all going after Harry? No need to thank me, Weasley, I guarantee you won't have this trouble then!
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When the atmosphere is heated up by more and more people, the dance floor becomes less free. The preparation time for the wedding is indeed very long, so today is a new beginning and an end. Everyone is quite relaxed, no matter how long the process is... It's complicated. They are finally looking forward to this day. As long as this day comes, many things will change.
…Then as soon as you relax, someone starts going crazy.
Narcissa and Lucius came specially to attend the wedding with their young son. The former was in a happy mood after watching Sirius dance with the girls on the dance floor and felt that the Black family was still promising; the latter was unable to make any expression at this same-sex wedding. He tried to look cheerful, but the way he looked at his son was anything but pleasant.
When they came to chat, Harry didn't know what this 'cousin Lucius' was thinking about all day long. The emotions coming out of him were so complicated that he could hardly smell them anymore, so he had no choice but to chat with 'Aunt Cisy' very attentively. ——But he looked at the sleeping little scorpion in Narcissa's arms, and while talking, he wanted to help her cut the wedding cake. Draco saw that his eyes were on his brother again, and he snorted coldly while lowering his head to drink the wedding cake. The special low-alcohol sangria was spit out the next second.
"Fuck!" Draco had no choice but to curse in front of his father, then spat out a rose petal and shouted in shock, "I'm sure and sure that before I drank, there was no... oh in this cup! "
Harry followed him and looked at the sky. Before he could focus his gaze, his face was covered with flower petals. Without his glasses, he couldn't even protect his eyes. His vision was dark for a moment. He held a knife in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. On the plate, I could only shake my head like a little puppy and shake off the flower petals on my head, but the rain of petals was still "localized rain".
Narcissa looked at the two boys covered with flower petals and couldn't help but smile: "It's a nice embellishment, boys."
"How about it, Harry, do you want to come up and be the Cupid of love with us?"
Warren, who was holding a basket of flowers in the sky, flapped his shiny white wings and shouted at Harry. His blond hair, white skin, and big wings make him very suitable for his nickname "Angel", and now he is just like the angel in the oil painting (although the angel does not wear a suit), holding a small bow and arrows and a flower basket and raining flowers everywhere , and, causing trouble. In the same camp as him were several flying-type mutant boys and girls. They were all playing wildly in the sky, scattering flower petals all over the place, and Warren even paid "special attention" to Harry.
"warren?!"
When Harry saw Warren, he started looking for the other person - then he found Kurt on the roof, but he disappeared again in the blink of an eye.
The next second, Harry was hit again: first, he was stabbed hard on the back (after pulling it out, he found that it was an arrow with a sucker on the top and a bow tied on it), and then the petals tilted from top to bottom even harder. , Harry took the time to look at Charles, and found that his father was happily emerging from the hill made of flowers. It seemed that the group of people in the sky wanted to bury him with flower petals after his father.
"Why are you spreading flowers on me?!" Harry couldn't help but bewildered, "I'm not getting married today! Hey, stop spreading them... my nose will be fragrant to death! Hey, hey, don't sprinkle them on Draco's head either. ! No, why are you poking this thing at me?" Harry said as he pulled out the arrow from his back. He was wondering when this thing was made. He had been watching most of the preparation process, "You, uh, Do you want to cosplay Cupid?”
"Sorry, we just affected your friend by the way, and we think you might have luck in love if we give you an arrow, our baby Harry," a girl with bat wings said with a smile, "This is so fun. Yeah! We just want to borrow some luck to bring everyone good luck in love! This is a wedding of true love, true love without water! So why not?" After saying that, the girl flew to other places to harm the masses. , the screams and laughter of teenagers and girls could be heard from the other side of the dance floor. Before Harry could open his mouth to say anything, there was a sudden pop. The plate and knife in his hand were taken away and thrown away. A pair of small blue claws came out of his hand. She hugged him through her armpits, then disappeared, and reappeared on the dance floor the next second, throwing a shocked Harry onto the dance floor like a ball, completely ignoring Harry's almost screaming question: "Kurt?!"
Before Harry even opened his mouth, Warren flew over them again, grinned and opened a bottle of pale golden wine, and then started to rain on Harry with a flick of his wrist.
"Warren!" Harry was really screaming this time - he was all wet from this bottle of special peach wine!
"Harry!" Draco was also shocked. He immediately spread his legs, screamed and ran towards the dance floor.
"..." Lucius was also shocked because his son started running too quickly, and he didn't even have time to say a word about the swearing reprimand.
"Come on, Lucius," Narcissa held her little son in one hand and held her husband's hand in the other, walking towards the safety zone and smiling, "Now is the time for young people, let them go. I have a hunch that this will It’s not a temporary thing.”
"...You said your cousin who is still laughing in the middle of the dance floor is a young man?"
Narcissa: "Oh, Lucius, I thought you knew that men, as long as they are not fathers, are still young men."
lucius: "…………"
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The scene was completely crazy, everyone was dancing and carnivaling, you danced with me, I danced with him, children were lifted up and spun around, couples bit each other's lips, wine with fruity sweetness was sprinkled from the sky, but no one When you laugh happily, you will worry about being showered with the smell of alcohol, no one will care about being hit by a soft "Cupid's arrow", and no one will care about the cake cream being smeared on your face and dress; everyone will care about it. They were all covered in messes, happily choosing dance partners for each other. The repertoire has been adjusted, and the style has become more and more rock and roll. Sometimes the dance partners don’t even need to be their sweethearts. The boys and girls can just pick up one and continue dancing to the next song, and then the next. He casually exchanged the song with the people around him, and no matter who he changed to, he would happily continue to dance in circles, and some even shouted appeals——
——If the dance partner you change happens to be your sweetheart, then bravely ask the other party to exchange lips, and then move on to the next song after one song! This is the place where the professor and Magneto fell in love, got married, and fell in love. It was also the wedding scene of this couple’s true love. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life!
It was Sean who said this, and Harry seriously suspected that he had drunk too much at this moment.
But that's not important. To be honest, when Harry had his head poured full of wine, he found that his mind was not so clear - he would always accidentally get a little wine poured into him in the process - and he was The crowd was caught in the middle and was forced to dance one song after another. Some danced tango, some danced side dance, some even danced samba, and some didn't know what to dance... In short, he was like the most advantageous doll. , being played around by the girls in the college. After you finish playing, I will play again, because he is almost the most beautiful boy on the field. He is the most liked by the girls. In the middle of the process, some young men also picked him up with a smile. He danced a few laps in a way that would make people faint, and then passed it on to others. After seven or eight laps, Harry felt a few lipstick marks on his neck and felt like he was melting into this passionate carnival.
But the music was so good and loud, and he couldn't help but beat the time and dance with every partner. Of course we have to dance, why not? Today is such a good day and everyone is so happy. It doesn’t matter who you dance with. Anyway, the carnival atmosphere has made everyone abnormal, and Harry doesn’t care about how crazy this is for the time being. What, he threw himself into dancing and randomly changing dance partners - once he even changed to John, because Bobby threw his previous dance partner like a hot potato, quickly covered his face and ran away, while Harry It was a girl from behind who nudged John with her butt.
While Harry was laughing, he was lifted up and spun around by John. Under the influence of alcohol, he asked silly questions: "What did you do to Bobby? Did you two dance? Why does he look so...off? He covered his face. Why did you bite him?"
John's face was not sure whether it was red from the alcohol or because he was hot. Anyway, his hand shook and almost threw him away. It took him a long time to answer dreamily: "...Oh, maybe I really bit him." !”
Harry thought he was drunk. But it’s nothing. He’s not the only one drinking secretly. Look not far away, someone is shouting, ‘If you kiss me secretly again, I’ll throw you out.’ Someone is French kissing, and someone is separating themselves. Three heads were raised, and someone danced and jumped up to the sky... Well, Scott was still dancing with Logan (if stepping on each other's feet was considered dancing), they were so far apart that they were almost chewing each other without dancing.
"Bobby will understand," Harry patted John on the shoulder and asked the second question of the day that was not in line with his emotional intelligence, "Where did you bite him?"
However, John didn't answer his question until the next song.
"Look, what is that!!"
"Is that a bird?"
"It's a phoenix, that's a phoenix!"
"Look ginny, that's Dumbledore's phoenix!"
When Harry raised his head when he heard everyone's exclamations, he saw a big golden-red bird approaching. It was as big as a swan, glowing golden in the sun and fiery red all over, with long tail feathers - and Before Harry recognized that this was indeed a phoenix, it flew towards its target, made a pleasant chirping sound, circled around the heads of Erik and Charles three times, and then left.
Golden fragments of light shone down, fell on the shoulders of the two people, and magically blended into them before disappearing.
"It's the blessing of the phoenix!" Sirius raised his wine glass and shouted, "Great, everyone blessed by the phoenix will have very good luck in the next time! Congratulations, Charles!"
After saying that, as if this was something serious, the drunken and high-pitched crowd cheered and rushed towards Erik and Charles to congratulate the newlyweds again. As the crowd pushed and shoved, John was about to pull Harry over, but he was just dazed, and was pushed away by an inexplicable force. He landed on his butt with an ouch, and Harry was staggered, and then someone used a napkin. She covered his eyes and tied a knot on the back of his head.
A kiss fell on his ear. It was a hot place, heated and red due to alcohol and excitement, but his lips were filled with the coldness of the wine and the heat of his body. Harry was a little sluggish in his excitement, but he trembled almost subconsciously, and the more intense heat spread over him. He came up - but the lips of the person behind him rubbed from the ear to the back of the neck maliciously, and ran away as soon as he rubbed them. The whole process was extremely fast, as if he had planned it in advance.
Harry's face almost burned with such a sudden kiss, as if a ball of fire burned him, and he could hardly breathe. When he could take it off, the napkin, when he looked around, was swept away by the next wave. The crowd congratulating the newlyweds was swaying around, but when they stopped, they didn't see anyone who was suspected of being a 'kiss stealer' - after all, he didn't know what the characteristics of a kiss stealer were. Everyone here was doused with water. When drinking it as a first drink, the smell of wine and the sweet fruity aroma can overwhelm the perfume.
He froze in place for a long time, not knowing how to react. Finally, he blinked and murmured slowly:
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