Engagement Ceremony
It was the first time Harry had ever seen so many red-haired people, and the first time he had ever realized how complicated engagements could be.
"Don't look at me, I don't know these people either."
"You know, Ginny was the first girl born in generations of the Weasley family."
"When she was born, many Weasley living abroad wrote letters to congratulate her."
"Not to mention this engagement, the only advantage of the Weasley family is that we have a lot of relatives." Ron, who had changed into a purple suit, secretly ate a pie.
As Harry's best friend and Ginny's brother, he was chosen as the best man and was called up early to familiarize himself with the engagement party's procedures.
"Harry, I didn't know so many people would come. Luckily, this manor is big enough." Sirius patted Harry on the shoulder.
He pulled out his wand and pointed it at himself; a blast of cold air gave him goosebumps despite his sweaty brow.
"What's this?"
"Why did you have to cut a piece of cake on top of me and Ginny's heads?" Harry shook his hair, which he couldn't straighten no matter what he did.
"Kreacher!" Sirius called out, and the House-elf Kreacher appeared before them.
If it weren't for Sirius's summons, Harry wouldn't have believed that the neat, vibrant House-elf in front of him, with not a single white hair in his bat ears, was Kreacher.
Before Harry could finish his exclamation, Sirius asked, "You said that my portrait ancestors and the Weasley family assured me that you would be fine here."
"Then what's this?" Sirius took the booklet full of instructions from Harry's hand and pointed to the tenth step of the engagement party procedure.
"Harry Potter is the godson of an unfilial son, a member of a long-established Pure-blood families, and a hero who saved the great Lord Regulus. Kreacher has a duty to ensure the traditional and dignified procedures."
"The engagement ceremony should be led by the groom's family. For example, the earliest recorded instance of the Potter family is in Gloucestershire, England."
"The respectable wizarding families there will cut a large cake above the bride and groom's heads," Kreacher said confidently, without backing down.
Those light bulb-sized eyes stared straight at Sirius.
"There weren't any of these weird rules when James got married."
"I don't care about tradition or anything like that. Since Harry isn't willing, then—" Sirius was about to continue when Harry waved his hand to interrupt him.
"It's nothing, I'm just curious why this is happening."
"Kreacher, can you explain why?" Harry asked curiously.
Ron, who was boredly looking at his own worksheet, also turned his ear.
"Young Master Potter, Kreacher knows that the original meaning of cake is a flat, round bread, which represents happiness and joy."
"Placing it on their heads symbolizes that the bride and groom will live a life filled with joy and happiness."
"Cutting it open means it will branch out and multiply; the more pieces you cut, the more children it will have." As soon as Harry spoke, Kreacher quickly lowered his head.
It's as if Harry is his master.
"Child!?" Harry felt his face burning.
"Then let's cut it into more pieces."
"Ginny is Weasley," Sirius teased.
Sirius believes that if the Weasley family hadn't gone nearly a century without a girl being born, Weasley family wouldn't be in this situation (before Arthur became the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement).
If the Weasley family had daughters, those Pure-blood families who wanted many offspring wouldn't care about the label of "Pure-blood traitor."
The Weasley family are looked down upon by other Pure-blood, perhaps partly out of jealousy—jealousy that they have so many children.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, a huge white tent was set up outside the mansion.
A long blue carpet was laid at the entrance of the tent, with rows of delicate gold chairs on both sides.
White and gold flowers were wrapped around the pillars.
Fred and George tied a long string of golden balloons to the spot where Harry and Ginny were about to hold their engagement ceremony.
Outside, Leaf Butterfly with wings as white as jade fluttered lazily among the grass, bushes, and hedges. Combined with the fountain inside the tent that occasionally sprayed water vapor, it felt like stepping into a fairyland.
Harry waited anxiously in the newly erected tent outside the mansion for the engagement party to begin.
Ron, Draco, Sirius acted as his relatives, holding a seating chart and directing the guests to their seats outside the white tent.
After an unknown amount of time, the tent was filled with people, Sirius stood on the platform.
As a host.
He had a neat short haircut and was dressed in a glittering gold suit.
Below the stage, on either side of the blue carpet, Dumbledore and his companions sat in the positions closest to the stage.
It was a sea of fiery red—the unexpected visitors to the engagement party, the Weasley from other countries.
The warm tent was filled with tense anticipation, and the buzzing conversations were occasionally interrupted by excited laughter.
The most interesting one here Hagrid, who is sitting in a specially made gold chair.
The chair was as big as five of the chairs next to it combined, and with the relatively short Draco sitting next to him, the contrast was particularly comical.
Professor Snape, on the other hand, is depicted in a completely different light. He appears to be sitting on a branding iron, his expression stiff as he stares straight ahead.
Tonks sat next to Lupin.
But she wasn't as quiet as Lupin.
She was surrounded by the red-haired Weasley family children, and every now and then she would furrow her brow and conjure up one strange and amusing nose or mouth after another.
Mrs. Weasley, on the other hand, moved around in the crowd like a spinning top.
He greets people every now and then.
Bill and Charlie did not choose to sit with their Weasley relatives.
They sat behind Hagrid, occasionally whispering something to Hagrid in front of them, and even to Draco.
Charlie Harry knew they were definitely talking about dragons.
But Bill?
Percy sat down with the Weasley Twins, with whom he seemed to have the worst relationship.
Fred and George had been trying to sell something to their relatives who lived nearby.
But Percy stopped them, blocking their path with his body with a serious expression.
Harry and Ron stood in front of the large tent, both dressed in formal robes with large white roses tucked into their buttonholes.
Harry looked nervously toward the entrance, which was empty.
But he knew that the person he would spend his life with would come from there.
After an unknown amount of time, a cold wind blew by, and the cool, pale blue petals that touched my skin were carried in from outside the tent.
Gentle, melodious music suddenly began to play.
Ginny appeared amidst the music, the wind, and the petals!
She took Mr. Weasley's right arm and walked in along the blue carpet.
The wizards gathered in the tent sighed in unison.