WEDDING DAY

"Violet." the Vicar turns to her. "Do you take Thomas to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

Her heart beats faster, her eyes scan the room in front of her and she feels cold chills run down her spine at that question. The answer to this question is what will change her entire life and everyone in the room is on their toes, wanting to know what she has to say.

Violet lets out a sigh, shaking her bottom lip with nervousness.

"I-"

Violet tries to clear the dry lump in her throat, forcing her head to stay facing forward so a slight turn won't cause panic in the audience behind her. With Theo in the seats and Cressida on her left, standing there with doe eyes and a smile knowing Violet made her a promise outside.

There's a whisper in the audience, from the long pause, that causes more whispers to roam around. These whispers even cause the Vicar to repeat his question in a whisper.

"Violet? Do you take Thomas to be your lawfully wedded husband?" His hushed whisper sends chills through her whole body.

Just as the chills reach the tip of her fingers, her words come out like a bolt of lightning.

"I do." Violet smiles forcefully as the words echoed in the church, causing gasps of excitement. "I do take Thomas to be my lawfully wedded husband."

Words continue to be exchanged between Violet, Thomas, and the Vicar; vows are read, rings are exchanged, and lastly those words that tie together the marriage are said.

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife." the Vicar shuts the bible before him as he speaks loudly. "Thomas, you may kiss your bride."

There's hesitation on both ends, neither Violet nor Thomas are leaning in for a kiss but the audience is cheering them on and they have no other choice but to. Violet gives Thomas a short nod, allowing him to step forward with a smile and place one hand against her lower back to pull her forward. His action grows a smile on Violet's face that she didn't expect and she softly pinches his chin, pulling him in for a kiss.

As their lips lock, the entire church is filled with cheers and applause, celebrating the new marriage brought into the Wizarding world. The orchestra in the corner begins playing a melody and the cameras all around are lighting up the room as they capture the first images of the new couple.

"Ladies and gentlemen-" the Vicar calls attention as Thomas and Violet face the crowd. "I present to you, Mr. and Ms. Violet and Thomas Nott."

The wedding planner instructs them to make their way towards the doors and they do.

Violet takes her first look up and locks eyes with Theo, seeing tears welling up in those green eyes she loved so much. Looking into his eyes is different than before and she's not feeling love or even lust, she simply feels anger and hate towards him.

"Thomas, do we have to go to the reception?" Violet whispers as they walk out hand in hand, flower petals being thrown over them from both sides. "I would feel a lot better if we weren't surrounded by people crowding us. Can we please go home and get takeout and watch a film please Thomas?"

She receives silence from Thomas but feels him squeeze her hand for a second, making it known that he heard her. Violet looks over at him and sees a blank expression on his face, not even a blink.

"I don't think that's a good idea." Thomas clears his throat as a driver opens the door for them to get into a vintage car, ready to take them to the reception. "We're married, we have a responsibility as adults now to face our problems and situations, not run from them-"

"Thomas!" Violet whines at his temper. "That's rude."

"Just get in the car Violet, there's no point in arguing."
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3 Hours Later

Violet sits at the table meant for her and husband, the most important people at this party. At least the people that are meant to be the most important. Violet's father seems to be taking the attention for himself as he brags about his new position and the success of the marriage they're witnessing. If this is his version of a successful marriage then Violet no longer questions why him and her mother didn't work out.

The tip of her acrylic nails drag around the rim of her whiskey glass, her tenth one to be exact. Her hand wraps around the glass and she takes a swig of whatever remaining liquid, not even cringing at the taste anymore.

"Happy couple right?" Violet chuckles, holding the empty glass in four fingers and pointing her index finger at Thomas. "Happy happy fucking couple. Is this how our marriage is gonna be? You're ignoring my wants because you want to keep your daddy happy?"

Thomas ignores her hundredth comment of the night and adjusts his tie, looking around the room for someone to come save him.

"Can I take my sister in law out for a dance?" Cressida smiles cheekily as she leans over the table reaching for Violet's hand. "I promise I won't poach her from you Thomas, I'll keep my hands above the waist."

"He doesn't make my delusion- no decisions for muah." Violet drunkenly slurred her sentence as she took Cressidas' hand and moved with her till she rounded the end of the table. "Dansons chérie."

Violet looks over at Thomas as Cressida happily drags her onto the dance floor, and she winks at him with an evil grin.

"I would kill for some cheese crisps right now." Violet groans as her cheek leans against Cressida's shoulder.

"My grandma always has snacks in her purse." Cressida whispers. "Go ahead and get your crisps."

Violet giggles as she pulls away from Cressida, pinching the tip of her nose and smiling. She bundles up some dress fabric in her palms to avoid tripping over as she rushes towards the Nott table where Thomas and Cressidas' infamous Grandma is sitting.

"Oh!" The sight of Violet makes Mrs. Nott smile in delight. "My sweetheart, I finally have the chance to talk to you!"

"It's an unfortunate way-" Violet gives her a peck on both cheeks as she hugs her. "- but it's nice to finally meet you. I heard you may have some sweets in your purse and I could use some, but the wedding planner didn't plan for drunken hunger."

Mrs. Nott chuckles with a nod of her head and begins rummaging through her enchanted purse, looking for snacks Violet wants. Violet was so caught up in the excitement she didn't pay attention to the rest of the table.

She should have.

"Mint?" that husky voice sent chills down her spine. "You don't want to give a speech smelling like that."

Violet turns her head in the direction of the voice, her jaw clenching. When her head is fully turned, her nose brushes against the nose of the one and only Theo Nott. Just to spite him she blows a gust of alcohol filled breath.

"Don't be disgusting Violet." Theo pushes himself away, cringing at the smell. "You're a kid and you're making a fool of yourself, pull yourself together."

Violet feels her heart rise to her throat and she immediately backs away, taking a mint from the pack Theo is holding out in front of him. However before she can reply with something sarcastic or angry, she's being defended.

"You watch your mouth Theodore!" Mrs. Nott smacks her son's hand as she scolds him. "You're going to become just like my mother in law, hateful and dying alone. You'll make the girl run right off to Pansy, and we all know what will happen. Learn some respect now and apologize."

"That's okay-" Violet pops the mint in her mouth. "-I was just leaving anyway, I have to find my husband."

The sound of the word husband leaving Violet's mouth, it sends a heat of anger rushing through Theo. It's obvious to anyone around even before he kicks off his chair, rattling the table, and storming off while fishing in his pockets for a cigarette. It sets the realization into Mrs. Nott when just as Theo does, Violet curses under her breath and storms off in the same direction.

Mrs. Nott looks around, shock written all over her face from the top of her forehead down to the very tip of her chin. Her eyes follow Violet as she runs towards a vine covered arch that Theo had just exited through.

Violet doesn't shout after Theo as she runs just feet behind him, she simply breathes heavily with huffs of anger. Tears stream down her flushed cheeks and they're staining her dress as they drop.

In a sudden movement, Theo stops in front of a brick wall, huffing and puffing as he pushes both of his palms against it. Violet halts behind him and watches as his back muscles flex in his classic black silk button up.

"You're acting like a fucking prick." Violet speaks quietly only for them to hear. "Don't call me a child and tell me how to act when you've forced me into this marriage along with my father. I loved you! I wanted you and you tossed me aside like the past couple of months together never happened!"

"Like nothing ever happened Violet?!" Theo turns around with tears down his face, shocking Violet. "You think it's easy to fucking forget everything that's happened between us? To forget and put aside how much I fucking love you?"

"Love me?" Violet shakes her head in disbelief as tears roll down her cheeks. "You can't say that, you don't love me! You chose this! You could have come clean and we could be together publicly right now but you chose to be a bloody coward! You broke us! You did Theo!"

Theo hums in anger, shaking his head with his hands on his hips. He takes a step forward and towers over Violet, meeting her eye and breathing heavily.

"We're not allowed to do this." he sighs, "You know we'd both lose so much if people knew."

"But we'd have gained each other." Violet laughs angrily as she takes a step even closer. "If you loved me, then that would've been enough for you, because I was ready to lose everything for you and that shows a lot."

In such close proximity to each other, they both close their eyes, feeling the warmth from the other's body. Theo whimpers quietly as his nose rubs against Violets and her hand grips his wrist, pulling him in.

"Tell me you love me." Theo whispers

"You're asking me too late." Violet sniffles as tears continue streaming down her face. "I already promised my life away, I can't do that Theo."

"Fuck this."

Despite not being told he was loved by Violet, Theo pulls her into a kiss that she doesn't reject. Her arms fling around his neck and she bites down on his lip, dragging it out with her as she pulls away for a breath.

Theo turns her around and pushes her body against the brick wall previously behind him. The impact makes her whimper and her hands grip the ends of the wall on both her sides. She looks down and smiles as Theo gets down on one knee, ruffling up her dress and holding it above his head.

"You smell fucking amazing." Theo groans as he places kisses between her thighs, making her gasp for air.

His hand trails from her ankle all the way up to her hip where he tugs at the thin thong resting on her curves. She props up her leg on his shoulder and watches him drag her thong down her heels and into the pocket of his trousers. She can feel his hot breath against her thighs as he goes higher, trailing licks and kisses until he reaches her clit.

"Fuck Theo-" Violet moans as his wet tongue slides across her clit, sending pleasure around her body. "We shouldn't be doing this."

"Tell me to stop then." Theo hums against her wetness, vibrating her entire body.

"I- fuck."

Theo stops and looks up at Violet, smirking as she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

"Why did you stop?" she breathes out.

"Form some words and tell me to keep going." he places a kiss on her thigh, "Go on."

He places another kiss higher, biting before pulling away.

"Tell me you want me to taste your cunt." he drags his tongue across her labia, teasing her. "Tell me you want to cum on my tongue and I'll make it happen."

"Theo-"

"That's not what I want to hear."

"No Theo, Theo stop." Violet had grown a different expression on her face, she looked frightened as she stared ahead.

Violet pushed her dress down and Theo confusingly looked up at her, puffy haired from the dress ruffling his head. He shot up from the ground and followed her eyes, turning around and seeing his mother standing there with her wand in hand and an angry look all over her face.

"Mother-"

"What the hell is going on here?" Mrs. Nott whispers angrily as though she doesn't want anyone hearing even though no one's around. "Are you lying to your husband already, you little girl? You're being a street whore on your wedding night?"

"I beg your pardon?!" Violet flattens her dress as she angrily shouts.

"Don't speak to Violet that way." Theo defends. "I pursued her, it's not her fault."

"Are you marrying my grandson for money?" Mrs. Nott sounds absolutely flamed. "Sleeping with his father for what? Black mail?"

"Oh don't make me laugh." Violet huffs as she pulls herself off the wall and pushes her train behind her angrily. "Do you realize who my father is? I don't need your family's money, surely Theo could've told you that when he sold Thomas off to my father yeah? Don't come and insult me when you're entire family is a fucking shit show. I don't want this marriage, but your family surely needs it."

Just as Mrs. Nott was about to say something, Thomas came walking into the garden in a hurry. All three accomplices to the action from before turn around and change their attitude.

"What is it Thomas?" Theo questions in exhaustion, palming his forehead.

"It's time for us to depart." Thomas looks at Violet, extending his hand out. "The party has gathered at the entrance and our car is here."

"Has it been that long already?" Violet steps forward, taking Thomas' hand in a desperate need to get out of the garden. "I'm sorry I was gone too long."

"You're fine, it's just time to go."

"Well when will you be back?" Theo shouts out, stressing at the moment. "Thomas?"

"Next month."