'And he's the best fuck that ever walked. He's beautiful - rich, in money and everything else; he's a rockstar to boot, trapped in the body of a fighter. And how he fought; at a state of turmoil with himself - somewhere inside his soul that only she...
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'Let your fountain be blessed, and rejoice in the wife of your youth, A lovely deer, a graceful doe. Let her breasts fill you at all times with delight; be intoxicated always in her love. Why should you be intoxicated, my son, with a forbidden woman and embrace the bosom of wan adulteress? For a man's ways are before the eyes of the Lord.'
It was the day before the wedding, and Hera was still holding out on the hope that Katie's parents would allow her a day outside of St. Mungos.
Katie was the only person who knew to expect a wedding, Hera had written to both Katie and her parents quite promptly. The need for Katie's health far outweighed their desire for secrecy, so she was more than willing to clue them in. Hera understood if her friend's condition proved too dire to take a day away from the hospital, but felt it was necessary given the presence of everybody else in their group.
Since Katie's awful experience in October, her parents had grown increasingly protective over her visitation. No one was to be trusted in their minds, and even extending the invitation to her closest friends seemed a risk that wasn't worth taking just yet.
No one blamed her parents for their actions. People tended to act most desperate in situations they felt they had no control over.
Katie was undoubtedly frustrated with this. She knew her friends cared enough to visit, write, and send gifts, yet the limited visitation had left her disheartened. Though she knew her family had been acting in her best interest, she could only wish to see more of her inner circle.
One fear this has translated into was that people would grow used to her absence: Would Lee and all the others grow comfortable in her quiet? What if her parent's influence on her personal life would remain as such, even after she'd recovered?
Despite Hera and Sirius' insistence that this was a private affair, they felt it wouldn't hurt to invite a few more people than they'd accounted for. Love was to be shared, after all.
