Maletta's Edeni's Wedding[]
Edeni[]
「 Eden Lestrange 」Chief Warlock of Wizengamot
Eden is very, very drunk. In her defense, Vince had wanted to stay back home with Val, give Eden a cance to enjoy herself, and she was doing good on his help. So Eden is clinging onto Eleni, face buried into the crook of her neck as she sways to a disgustingly sweet, slow love song. She's hearing colors, but as far as she's still aware, this is all very much so okay because this moment is nothing short of perfect. Ruined wedding? Eh, it's fixable. It's... fixable. Wait. She likes to fix things. They can fix this. She and Eleni, at least. "Hey, baby?" she taps Eleni's hip twice, twisting her neck to look up at her girlfriend with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Call me crazy, but I have a — err, a — you know — an idea. A good one."
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「 Eleni Yaxley 」Nap Seeker • Thrill Seeker • Ice Cream Seeker
34
Witch
MoM
Divorced
Eleni was also incredibly drunk. Not drunk enough to black out, but drunk enough that she felt like she was on cloud nine. That type of drunk that made consequences seem so small to consider and where nothing but a smile was necessary. Anyone who looked at Eleni would take two seconds to realise that, like the woman attached to her arm, was drunk as hell. They sat in the ceremony for a little while before realising–neither of them were going to turn up. A patronus appeared to say they've already married and skipped the event entirely and that the rest of them could enjoy it as they wished. "Don't tell me what to do, I'll call you crazy on my own time," she slurred out but then saw the look in her eyes and she drunkenly came to a stop. "Lets do it!" She forgot to ask what it was.
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「 Eden Lestrange 」Chief Warlock of Wizengamot
"We can fix this!" she proclaims. Her cheeks are flushed and she looks disheveled, but Eden is having a good time; the best she's had in months, barring her last hike with Eleni. "The failed wedding. We can — we can fix it," she babbles. Eden's index and thumb catch a small piece of Eleni's fabric, and she tugs on it repeatedly to express her drunken excitement. "We get married, and we save the wedding. Best plan." She sees no faults in her plan; this is something she'd never regret. She's been looking forward to dating Eleni for... oh, 20 years? Don't ask her now, 'cause she won't be able to tell you. But it's foolproof and she's grinning from ear to ear, looking elated with her own idea. "Let's get married!"
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「 Eleni Yaxley 」Nap Seeker • Thrill Seeker • Ice Cream Seeker
34
Witch
MoM
Divorced
If Eleni had been sober, she might have been more hesitant but she wasn't sober, so she really couldn't see a problem with this idea. Eden wanted it and therefore Eleni couldn't see any problems that might arise. "Do we have rings?" She asked before looking down at their hands. "We even came prepared." Admittedly none of them were wedding rings but rings were rings. "Lets do it. Who can officiate us?" She slurred out the question, syllables rolling into each other, and her head began to look for someone who jumped out as an officiator. "Do you think Lavinia does? She looks like one of those hippies who officiate people high of their asses. "We're gonna save the wedding and I even look like Malia so no one will be able to tell the difference. At all."
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「 Eden Lestrange 」Chief Warlock of Wizengamot
Whatever. What makes a ring a wedding ring, anyways? If you use it for a wedding, then that's your wedding ring. Why is everyone always making things so goddamn complicated? Her expression is one of irritation as she glares a hole into the ring she stole from Florence's jewelry box that she is definitely not getting back when she returns. "This is mine now. Ours. Wedding band. 'Cause we're getting married... now. With —" Eden hiccups as she whirls around, ignoring the resulting episode of dizziness as she seeks a familiar face that might look like someone ordained and ready to marry them. "Ummm... Kaia?" Kaia should be a safe bet. And Eleni even started talking about her girlfriend! It's gotta be fate. The realization makes her laugh, the sound only briefly interrupted by another hiccup. "Ehhh, maybe. Should we... ask?" Eden pauses. "I should've bought polyjuice the other day. Etta... left her brush in the bridal room," she informs her fiancée (?), "Could've been —" Hiccup. "— super identical."
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「 Eleni Yaxley 」Nap Seeker • Thrill Seeker • Ice Cream Seeker
34
Witch
MoM
Divorced
"Kaia might work. She might ordain dying patients, it could go with the job," Eleni slurred, the words certainly not matching the tone she said with it. "I don't know. What about....no, lets ask Kaia and Lavinia. Lets ask them. Wait. Who was going to ordain Malia and what's-her-face?" The question made her pause before it hit her. "Joey was! The King twin. The one who works with Lavinia. He was going to do it! Where is he?" She turned to look for him but, instead, her eyes landed on Michael. "He's kissing his twin's girlfriend, I can't believe it," she said, her jaw dropping. "Do we tell someone? Cheats." At the polyjuice comment she turned to look at Eden, making a face., "No," she slurred, "I don't want to kiss anyone but you."
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「 Eden Lestrange 」Chief Warlock of Wizengamot
"Talk slower or think harder," she admonishes, slapping Eleni's shoulder. She may be drunk, but she's proud of the fact that she apparently is the only one capable of retaining the ability to speak in her inebriated state. "Etta," she corrects. Eden pauses. She has no idea who this Joey fella is, and Michael's twin or not, she hates the pang of jealousy she feels when she registers the fact that Eleni knows another man. Maybe it isn't romantic (can't be), maybe it isn't even a friendly thing, but Eden feels a surge of sobering possessiveness anyways and scowls. As an instinctive response to these feelings, the hand she has on her waist slides backwards, and the arm she curls around her waist tugs her in further into her body. "Gross," is all she grumbles as she glares at the offending twin. Thankfully, Eleni's comment soothes the burning hostility. Her expression softens immediately and she grins, dipping her head to press a kiss to Eleni's cheek. "Let's get married! We can get —" Shit, she already forgot. Who were they going to get again? "— um?"
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「 Eleni Yaxley 」Nap Seeker • Thrill Seeker • Ice Cream Seeker
34
Witch
MoM
Divorced
"I think faster and harder," Eleni retorted, "best of both worlds. And yes I know her...I know her...you know, the funniest thing happened. Malia wanted me to find out about her ex husband and he has such a striking resemblance to–" she was cut off as Eden's arms wrap around her waist. "Baby, Kaia thinks we're in love with each other," she said before giggling. "I still don't want to say she's right. She'll never let it go. And Lavinia! We're getting the blonde hippie! Lavinia!" She said, turning her head to look for the striking blonde. A blonde who just happened to be walking past them, turning with a rather thin (and maybe even pained) smile, looking as if she knew whatever reason Eleni was calling for can't be for any innocent reasons.
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「 Lavinia Di Sena e Bonaparte 」Director • Writer • Free Spirited
27
Witch
CEO
Single
"Eleni! And you're drunk, how many of those have you had?" She asked, her eyes automatically going onto the mostly empty glass of champagne in Eleni's hand, before her eyes slid over onto Eden. "Both of you are drunk. Do you guys want water? Food? Water?" Where's Kaia? Drunk Eleni Yaxley had become a sort of urban legend and she didn't think she'd be introduced to her today of all days. There were two glasses of champagne in her hands, one of which was quickly replaced with Eleni's empty glass and Lavinia watched Eleni down her drink.
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「 Eleni Yaxley 」Nap Seeker • Thrill Seeker • Ice Cream Seeker
34
Witch
MoM
Divorced
"Not drunk enough but do you ordain weddings?" She asked with a grin her free hand cupping Lavinia's cheek in an affectionate type of manner. "We need someone too ordain a wedding and you look like the type who would have the ability to ordain a wedding. We're getting married." Eleni paused. "Eden and I, not you and I, but we need someone to ordain the wedding."
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「 Lavinia Di Sena e Bonaparte 」Director • Writer • Free Spirited
27
Witch
CEO
Single
Lavinia opened her mouth, to defend herself, before slowly closing her mouth. She had nothing to argue with because she...was allowed to do it. She did it in her early twenties during one of her many trips. She downed the other drink before looking at Eden, hoping that she would be a voice of reason, like she usually was. "You two want to get...married?" She repeated. "I can do it. Ordain the wedding, that is. But um...now? Not...tomorrow? When you're both chipper and sober?" She suggested with a hopeful grin.
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「 Eden Lestrange 」Chief Warlock of Wizengamot
"Now," she deadpans, glaring at Lavinia. There's honestly no need for hostility, but Eden doesn't appreciate the hopeful smile with which she makes the suggestion. "I don't think Eleni hesitated," she adds in a miffed grumble. Impatient, Eden stomps a foot. "Well? Make up your mind now, then."
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「 Lavinia Di Sena e Bonaparte 」Director • Writer • Free Spirited
27
Witch
CEO
Single
Lavinia had been around a lot of hostile, intimidating people in her life but most of them were men or women who worked for her, let alone the minister of magic and the chief warlock. Both of them were practically glaring Lavinia down and Lavinia decided Kaia was adopted. No way in hell was she related to Eleni. Lavinia's smile was frozen before glancing down to her empty glass. "Sure, if you guys want it, who I am to say no?" She said with a forced laugh. "We're going to need the um paperwork and witnesses. I cannot be the witness so who will be the witness?"
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「 Eleni Yaxley 」Nap Seeker • Thrill Seeker • Ice Cream Seeker
34
Witch
MoM
Divorced
"Florian," she said instantly. Florian will be the witness. "And..." she trailed off before her eyes landed on Luka who was sitting alone at one of the tables, flicking through a book as she nursed a drink. "Not Luka. Who's your witness?" She asked Eden.
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「 Eden Lestrange 」Chief Warlock of Wizengamot
In her inebriated state, Eden almost says well you, dumbass. But further thinking indicates that that is very much so not the right choice of words in this specific moment, nor is it legally permitted. So she shrugs and glances around, looking for a familiar face she might be able to name. Her eyes lock into a familiar pair, and her lips curve into a mesmerizing grin. "Iliana's girlfriend. What's she — is it... Faith? Glitter? Something... corny? Or biblical. I don't — it's one of those two. She's right there! The little blonde girl," Eden says, tapping Eleni's shoulder repeatedly as she gestures at Maverick. Not Hope. Maverick. What a state she's in. In her defense, they both have long, blond locks. "Hey! You, come over here. Yeah, you!" she calls out, waving Hope (Maverick) over.
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「 Hope Conwyn-Riverty 」Gryffindor • Hope doesn't hope
18 y/o
Witch
Unemployed
Single
Hope might not have realised Eden was talking about her if she hadn't caught Iliana's girlfriend and would have kept on walking right past them. But she stopped and listened to the drunken spiel. Hope isn't that corny. If Eden wasn't, like, 20 years her senior, wasn't Chief Warlock, and wasn't intimidating, then Hope might have pointed out that Eden also had a rather biblical name. Maybe even more biblical than Hope. However, she also noticed that Eden was waving to a stranger and not her and neither her or Eleni was noticing Hope walking past. Therefore, it wouldn't be difficult to just...keep walking and head back to Iliana. She never talked to either of them and today wasn't the day she was about to prove to the Minister and Chief Warlock that she was nothing short of a stuttering mess around woman who could snap her in half. So that's what she started doing. She kept on walking until she felt a hand on her elbow that yanked her back.
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「 Lavinia Di Sena e Bonaparte 」Director • Writer • Free Spirited
27
Witch
CEO
Single
"You mean this one?" She asked with a grin. Hope Conwyn-Riverty. Met the description and Lavinia knew who she was and she also heard she was dating a Sakellarios. Therefore, probably who Eden was talking about. And wasn't Joey King's nephew. If Eden pulled over the nephew, they risked having a conversation with Joey. Not today. It wasn't that it would be bad but she knew she'd never be able to shake him off for the rest of the day. Bloody golden retriever. No, Lavinia herself was not a golden retriever. No way. She's more of a French poodle. She's definitely a golden retriever herself. "Hope."
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「 Eden Lestrange 」Chief Warlock of Wizengamot
Eden's head snaps back towards Lavinia. Her eyes land on Hope shortly after, and her brow furrows. "What?" Eden looks back at Maverick, confused, and once again to Hope. Finally, she looks at Eleni. She leans in and whispers (read: she isn't whispering, not in a room this loud): "Is Faith —" No, that doesn't sound right. "Hope — a twin?" Yeah, much better. She shrugs, dismissive of her own question, and smiles at Hope. "We need a witness! We're getting married."
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「 Eleni Yaxley 」Nap Seeker • Thrill Seeker • Ice Cream Seeker
34
Witch
MoM
Divorced
Eleni was staring at Maverick before she hiccuped. "Baby, I think that's a ghost," she declared. He looked so pale from where they stood. Transparent. Then she blinked over at Hope. "Have we ever met?" She slurred and Hope slowly shook her head. "You'll be a great witness. We'll even pay you a knut to stay silent."
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「 Hope Conwyn-Riverty 」Gryffindor • Hope doesn't hope
18 y/o
Witch
Unemployed
Single
The only sober person seemed to be Lavinia and Hope was a little confused and perplexed. "I do have a t-" she began as she followed where they were looking but she didn't have a chance to say that wasn't her twin. "Oh....at Malia's wedding?" She asked, sounding a little judgemental but then she paused. "Thrifty, saving money!" She took a quick look at Lavinia, to see if this was a joke but she was coming to the conclusion that this wasn't a joke. Far from it. "How do we do this?" Being a witness to their wedding wasn't something she would ever expect.
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「 Lavinia Di Sena e Bonaparte 」Director • Writer • Free Spirited
27
Witch
CEO
Single
Poor girl sounded so confused. "Lets get this over and done with," Lavinia said, hoping both of them would forget about this entire thing by the time they get to the chapel. "Come on...can you guys walk?" She asked, looking at Eden and Eleni, pulling Hope with her as she headed for the chapel.
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「 Eden Lestrange 」Chief Warlock of Wizengamot
Eden's cheeks burn at the term of endearment. Even drunk, Eden is so firmly under Eleni's spell that it's positively laughable. She smiles and leans in again, kissing her fiancée's cheek before looping her arm around hers and forcefully tugging her towards the exit to head for the chapel.
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「 Kaia Yaxley 」Graduated Thunderbird • St. Mungo's Head Healer
Has Kaia been watching all these vents unfold with exasperation and wariness? Obviously. She's been keeping an eye on her girlfriend all night, ready to whisk her away if rescuing is what she needs. So imagine her shock when she realizes Lavinia has taken her time in returning with her flute of champagne because of Kaia's own sister and... future sister-in-law? Kaia is confused. Her eyebrows knit together as she watches the scene unfold and, when Eden and Eleni turn towards the exit, quickly follows them, prepared to intervene if so Lavinia dictates. She stays out of their line of sight for her own sake, but keeps a close eye on the moving group. Where are they all headed?
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「 Lavinia Di Sena e Bonaparte 」Director • Writer • Free Spirited
27
Witch
CEO
Single
Lavinia watched Eden begin to drag Eleni to the exit and she took in a deep breath. "They're drunk but they are harmless," she said, for Hope's sake and her own. "It'll be thirty minutes max and then we'll let you go, okay? Okay!" With that, she began to pull Hope after the two stumbling woman. Lavinia's eyes began to scan the area for Kaia but couldn't seem to find her. Actually, for a moment, Lavinia paused and wondered if both her and Hope could...disappear. Eden was dragging Eleni. Eleni wasn't dragging them. Eleni would be distracted by something and the idea would be out of the window. But then again, would it be a better idea to leave them alone? "Come on." She could already see the two woman falling into a ditch.
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「 Eleni Yaxley 」Nap Seeker • Thrill Seeker • Ice Cream Seeker
34
Witch
MoM
Divorced
Eleni stumbled into the chapel and she bleerily looked around. "I don't like churches. They're so stuffy and up themselves," she declared, as if she wasn't the latter herself. "Where is....where is what we need?"
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「 Lavinia Di Sena e Bonaparte 」Director • Writer • Free Spirited
27
Witch
CEO
Single
"Oh my god, I didn't get to appreciate the decorations before, Hope don't you like them? Eden, what do you think?" She asked, as she followed them into the chapel, nudging Hope to go along with it.
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Mav and Molly[]
「 Maverick Wilde 」Fifth year • Social Outcast • Ravenclaw
16
part-time nymph
Student
Single
He didn't really know what he was doing here. He knew both of them, of course, they were his professors and he knew his uncles were friends with them but he'd never been to a wedding before. He didn't really know what he was doing. Apparently the brides were actually meant to turn up to the ceremony but these ones didn't. There was a huge crowd and, whilst he found some of the faces in the crowd familiar (other students), none he knew by name. So he hung back at the edge of the crowd like he usually does, watching the festivities whilst nursing a soda. He didn't really like soda, the bubbles were weird, but it was his safest option outside juice and water. He didn't want to drink alcohol even though he was underage. He knew he looked older and people sometimes offered him it without even thinking.
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「 Molly Mayberry 」Sixth Year, Ravenclaw
16
Witch
Student
Dating someone
Molly looks significantly more rested than she typically does (thank you summer break) and she looks absolutely thrilled to be here. She loves weddings! She is honestly so touched that she got an invite in the first place – Malia and Etta are probably her two favorite professors, and while it seems that the two of them have gone off to do their own thing, she is still very much excited to have the opportunity to get all dressed up and to celebrate love. She has been talking with the Bishop kids mostly and occasionally the triplets (except for Zenia, who always seems to have to go somewhere else when Molly approaches...). She sometimes forgets she is not actually part of this family. She is getting a bit tired, though, and has gone off to the side to get some fresh air when she runs into another familiar face. "Oh, Mav!" she says, eyes lighting up. Molly is obviously in a very good mood. "You were invited too?"
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「 Maverick Wilde 」Fifth year • Social Outcast • Ravenclaw
16
part-time nymph
Student
Single
Mav's eyes landed on Molly and he found himself speechless. How is it that he's gone years in Hogwarts without ever really running into any familiar faces, anyone who he might befriend, but in the space of a few months–he couldn't seem to escape Molly. Escape may be the wrong word but she kept on popping up when he least expected it. At least she seemed to be happier this time, a lot happier, though he was partly suspecting her to start crying tears of happiness. "You like weddings," he said, a statement more than a question but he took a sip of the soda to gather his thoughts without seeming rude. "Yeah, my uncles are good friends with them. One of them is...uh, well..." he trailed off before gesturing to Michael who was making out with the maid of honour. "Very familiar with them. So I got an invite. You?"
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「 Molly Mayberry 」Sixth Year, Ravenclaw
16
Witch
Student
Dating someone
Her eyes trail towards where Mav is gesturing then she quickly averts them once she sees the couple making out, her face turning a bit red. "I love weddings," she says first. Why wouldn't she? She loves love and she loves organizing big events. It makes perfect sense for Molly to love weddings. "My dad and Aunt Kaia work together!" she says a bit quickly before moving on. Molly is not fond of her father and she prefers glossing over anything to do with him. "So I grew up really close with Felton and Diana." she says before pausing, "And Leighton and Agatha, I guess." It would be rude to purposefully leave those two out. "But mostly Felton, yeah! He's my best friend. I don't know if you know him, but he's amazing." Molly's crush on him has been waning as of late, but it is still evident in the way she talks about him that she is extremely fond. "He's probably the reason why I got an invite, honestly. And maybe Professor Sakellarios and Professor Van der Hoek also just like me? I don't know. I hope they do! I love their classes."
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「 Maverick Wilde 」Fifth year • Social Outcast • Ravenclaw
16
part-time nymph
Student
Single
Mav did pick up on the glossing over part. He was pretty sure she's brought up her dad twice now and it didn't seem to be a pretty topic. Mav wasn't someone to stick his nose in another person's lane so he didn't press. He wouldn't have noticed if she'd left them out–he really has no idea who they are with the exception of one of them. Felton. He was paired with him a year or so ago during a semester. "Dimly," he said, hearing the fondness and really jumped to the conclusion that he might be the replacement of the other guy. What's his face. "You didn't bring the boyfriend?" He asked, not really wanting to open up that topic and risk her crying. However, he didn't want to assume she was single either. "Yeah, they're nice. Really nice. Too nice." This was moreso Van der Hoek. How many times had he watched her deal with disrespectful students? From the interrupting ones to the ones who just turned up more than halfway through the class without even an apology. "It's pretty," he confessed, the word feeling foreign on his tongue, but he wasn't really looking at the wedding.
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