Music flowed through the air and couples danced fluidly across a makeshift wooden floor. The sun was high in the sky and not a cloud was in sight. It was the perfect day.
Harry held his new wife in his arms as they moved, slowly, across the dance floor. He just let the music flow through them and just enjoyed the feeling of holding her close. Their cheeks were pressed against one another, and he could smell the pinky-red raspberry-coloured roses that were pinned in her inky black hair.
His fingertips caressed the lace at the small of her back and he delighted in the little giggles that escaped.
“How are you doing?” Harry whispered into her ear.
“Fantastic. Although I wish there weren’t so many people here,” Cho whispered as she looked around her wedding reception which seemed to be much more populated than the original fifty people that they had planned on inviting originally.
“Yeah. Sorry about that. I think Mrs. Weasley got a little carried away. The Ministry turning it into a public event didn’t help either.” Harry said with a roll of his eyes.
“We could sneak away if you wanted,” Harry pulled back to look into Cho’s eyes.
“We can’t do that,” Cho laughed.
“Come on. They won’t even notice we’re gone.”
“We’re the bride and groom. I think they’ll notice,” Cho said wryly.
“We’re doing it,” Harry whispered. He laced their hands together and started to pull Cho off the dance floor towards the tables. He approached Neville and Luna and whispered into Luna’s ear.
“No problem, Harry. Happy to help,” she said with a dreamy smile.
“We’re in the clear,” Harry said with a mischievous grin.
“What are we doing?” she giggled.
“Trust me,” Harry said with a wiggle of his eyebrows and apparated them away.
*
The happy couple appeared off the beaten path and once Cho looked around, she realized where they were.
“What are we doing here?” Cho asked.
“Well, I figured this was where our relationship started, first date and all, so why not start our marriage the same way,” Harry said with a shrug of his shoulders.
Harry pushed open the pink door and looked around at the mostly empty tea shop. Teacups were floating across the room and Harry could swear he saw bubbles floating out from the back room.
“Grab us a table. I’ll get us some tea,” Harry smiled.
Harry stood at the counter and waited for his order. Once he had two cups of tea and a raspberry scone, he made his way back towards their table.
“Here you go, my love. I know it’s probably not as good as that wedding cake but still good,” said Harry.
Cho looked down at the table and saw that Harry had gotten the same order they had on their first date, “Such a romantic,” she said and pressed a soft kiss on her new husband’s lips.