"Zhis is your bride," Fleur broke him out of his mental breakdown and presented Sophia, who stood bashfully next to her clad in a simple dress with her hair tied up in a simple bun. His eyes raked over her from head to toe with his cheeks getting warm at how naturally beautiful she was. His mind automatically looked over the white scars that marked her milky skin yet appreciated them at the same time.

"You... y-you look-" Fred stuttered once he met Sophia's eyes with red cheeks. "-like a star."

Sophia giggled and stepped closer to be in front of him with Bill at her side, Fleur shuffling to be beside George. The three inwardly awed at the sight of Fred's blushing face and Sophia's bright smile. Anyone could see that the two were madly in love and were rushing with emotions right now. They were excited yet anxious and nervous yet prepared (despite Fred's brief moment of doubt), and Bill took this moment to clear his throat.

"Should I?" he asked with the book open in his hands, making Sophia and Fred take each other's hands while staring back at one another. Bill cleared his throat and began to read aloud over the wind that had now slowed to a soft breeze.

"The five of us are gathered here today to celebrate the union of the two faithful souls of Frederick-" Sophia and George giggle. "-Fabian Weasley and Sophia Hazel Lupin."

"We stand here today on this beach to initiate the eternal bond between these two as they stay faithful and bound to each other. Although life's pattern may befall them, both enlightening and inconveniencing, they shall stay beside one another in love and support. May those from above and beside them, watch over these two to guide them through bonded life, and see that their periods-"

"Hehe you said periods," George laughed and Fred whipped his head around to glare at his brother.

"George, I swear to Merlin-"

"Just keep going Bill," Fleur stopped him with a sigh, rolling her eyes at the twins' childish behaviour.

"Er right um," Bill frantically searched through the lines on the page, sheepishly glancing up. "I-I can't find my place."

"Just skip to the end then," George waved his hand dismissively.

"No!" Fred fought back. "Find where you were! Something about periods-"

"Teehee."

"George!-"

"W-We can make it up!" Sophia spoke up and everyone turned to look at her, seeing her slightly embarrassed but determined. "L-Like our vows. We got through most of the official stuff. We can just say our personal vows now."

"Erm alright," Bill shut the book and held it in both hands, looking between the two. "Is there anything you two would like to say to each other during this time?"

"I-I'll go first I guess," Sophia announced as she fiddled with Fred's fingers that were entertwined with her own. "I still remember meeting you for the first time on the Hogwarts Express and being confused at how much you were staring at me. I also remember you taking the hit of a bludger for me and breaking your shoulder entirely. You reassured me that you'd rather have yourself hurt than me, and I'll never forget how you made me feel even when you had your long hair phase.

We officially got together in my fourth year and I still feel the same for you now as I did back then. Even when I was terrified of my own shadow, you still were the only one who made me feel safe. You were the one that made me survive the most painful time of my life and I can't thank you enough for everything you've done for me. I love how wacky you are and how you can always make a joke out of anything, even when it's exceedingly dark. I love you Frederick, and no map or constellation could make up to you."

Sniffles followed the end of Sophia's speech and everyone turned to George was trying his best to cover his face. Fred's own tears fell from his eyes shamelessly, feeling the most love and admiration he had ever felt for Sophia in this moment. He couldn't believe how sincere she sounded and found himself regretting the nervousness he previously endured for this ceremony.

"Are you really crying George?" Bill questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Of course not! It's the damn sand is all!" his voice cracked yet he pulled his head up from his hands and stared straight ahead, not acknowledging the fresh tears that leaked out of his eyes.

"You both are," Sophia noted with a melting heart and Fred turned back to her, displaying a watery smile.

"It's a twin thing," he shrugged with a small laugh and she did the same, gushing at how much he couldn't take his eyes off her.

"I don't think mine could be as meaningful as yours-" Fred started and nervously laughed. "-but I know that I love you. I know that I have for years and you still make me feel like you did the first time I met you. You've willingly put up with me and my tendency to be stupid and irrational. You'd always be at the Quidditch matches even though you didn't like them at first, and even tried to get me to actually do my homework. I love your gracefulness and your warm heart, despite how much you've been through. I love your obsession with Chocolate Frog cards and I couldn't imagine myself with anyone other than you Sophia. I love you from the stars you gaze at, to the ground you glide on."

"Oh dear..." Fleur sniffled, wiping gracefully at her eyes. "Eet is so magnifique! Tant d'amour!"

Sophia had also let tears slip from her eyes and laughed lightly, unable to contain the happiness that brewed inside her. She squeezed Fred's hands and looked into his brown eyes, bathing in their affection and warmth. She hadn't expected him to be so sentimental and proper with his words and adored this side of him. He had dropped his manly façade and showed his vulnerable self, the one that he would deny existed when mentioned. She now was sure that it was the time to marry the man she had admired and loved for close to four years now.

"So I suppose that means-" Bill butted in with glee laced through his voice. "-that you two are now bonded for life."

The two simultaneously leaned forward and pressed their lips together, their eyes sliding shut and both smiling into the kiss. George and Fleur applauded loudly with George sobbing loudly and Fleur crying out French words that no one but Sophia could understand. Bill shoved the book under his arm and applauded with an amused expression, watching the two lightly kiss before pulling away and grinning at each other.

"Belle! Charmant!" Fleur cheered. George pulled out his wand and charmed confetti to fly out around the newly wedded couple.

"Yay for our marriage!" George beamed.

"Our marriage?" Sophia questioned as she forced her eyes to move onto him.

"Well yeah, you're marrying twins! Didn't you know I'd also be in this relationship?" George wrapped his arms around his brother and Sophia, squishing them uncomfortably together.

"I've had enough of you for today George," Fred sighed and shuffled out from George's arm, taking hold of Sophia's wrist and walking up towards the cottage.

"I made cake!" Fleur remembered and rushed up after them, leaving Bill and George on the beach.

"Soooo I'm not part of the marriage?" George asked and Bill walked away without an answer, leaving him to pout childishly.

The rest of the day was filled with Sophia and Fred indulging in each other's company as a newly married couple. The two couldn't stop glancing at the rings on their fingers even though they were the same ones they had beenwearing before their wedding. But they now had a new significance that only they would see, and they hoped they would feel the same for the rest of their lives.

Sophia eventually convinced Fred that they needed to tell their parents. They were equally as reluctant to do so as they knew the backlash would be severe. But how long could they go on for without telling them? They must have expected a proposal soon anyway. However, they were bound to be upset and offended that they weren't invited to the ceremony.

Apparating to The Burrow, the two made sure that the house was safe first by sending George in for any Death Eaters who wanted to catch them by surprise. The coast was clear and George was able to get Molly to sit at the dining table, preparing her for the news that was bound to give her some sort of aneurysm. Arthur was on an Order mission, so the news would have to be broken to him at a different time.

"What's this about George? Why do I need to sit down?" Molly questioned as George took the liberty to open the front door, allowing Fred to walk in first. Molly was about to open her mouth once more in question but stopped once Sophia walked through, making the woman leap out of her seat and rush over with her arms open wide.

"Oh dear! Thank Merlin you're safe! Oh Sophia, where did you go?! We were all so worried!" the woman frantically ushered Sophia into a chair at the dining table and began bustling around the kitchen counter top to make tea.

"Mum, I can make that," George suggested as he took the mugs out of her hands.

"W-What?" Molly looked up at her son with a puzzled expression. "You never make tea George. Do you know how to make it-"

"Yes Mum I do," he rolled his eyes. "Just go sit back down. This is important."

Molly now definitely knew something was up and she slipped slowly back into her chair. George has never offered to make tea before, let alone physically take it out of her hands. It was even more odd that he wasn't using magic and manually put the kettle on the stove and putting the teabags in the mugs. She looked from him to her other son to see him sitting at the head of the table with Sophia beside him, their hands entwined while on the table top. She silently looked between them, noticing the slight glow that was radiating off of Sophia's smiling face.

"W-Wait..." Molly's expression suddenly lit up, her cheeks flushing and her eyes swimming in immediate tears. "Has it happened?! Oh my-a baby at last?!"

"What?! No no no," Fred shook his head frantically.

"I-I'm not pregnant Molly," Sophia went red at the mention. "I'm only eighteen!"

"What's wrong with that? I had Bill at nineteen," Molly shrugged and her expression deflated into a disappointed one. "So... no baby?"

"No baby," Sophia shook her head and sent her a sympathetic smile, despite her frantic and flustered thoughts.

"Well what is it then?" Molly ushered, hot and bothered with the fake news. "Come on, tell me. Has Fred finally made you come to your senses? You know Charlie is always an option Sophia. He's a lovely boy and probably desperate for-"

"Why does everyone suggest Charlie?!" Fred exasperated, throwing his hands into the air dramatically with an offended look. "Am I really that bad?"

"Would you like an honest answer?" George asked as he turned away from the counter with four mugs balancing between his hands.

"I don't remember asking for your opinion-"

"We got married!"

All three gingers turned to Sophia with similar expressions. George had luckily put the mugs down on the table when his jaw dropped, followed by Fred's who immediately looked to Molly with eyes the size of dinner plates. Sophia suddenly regretted her sudden burst and shrunk back in her chair, avoiding Molly's gaping face. The woman had frozen in her seat and stared with wide eyes at where Sophia's face had previously been, shoulders rigid and mouth hanging open. Fred and George exchanged a panicked look from across the table before returning to Molly, who still hadn't moved or shown any sign of even breathing.

"M-Mum, You okay?" Fred dared to speak and it seemed to ignite something within the woman. She unfroze and closed her mouth, swallowing dryly and putting her hands on the table. She turned away from everyone and sat with her fingers clasped together, now staring down at them with her short fiery hair shielding her face.

"I-I'm sorry Molly..." Sophia squeaked and suddenly felt like she didn't belong in the room. "It kind of just slipped out. I-I-"

"Who was the Pastor?" Molly's voice was much different than what it was before. It was quieter and uncomfortably composed, not suiting her usually gleeful and bustling personality.

"Bill," Fred answered and bit his lip in anticipation for her reaction.