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The blonde smirked widely and chuckled as Trix went on to explain that Tabs had a bit of a dramatic nature. "You know, she may be a great actress one day," she teased and smiled at the older blonde, who was holding the baby in the carrier.
Emma nodded slowly. Oh yes. Drama. Luckily for Emma, she had escaped two free years without the drama and then her third year and fourth year was filled with drama. Both good and bad. The blonde had been with her boyfriend for almost a year now. December. The blonde blushed as she remembered how it all happened between them. Butterbeer. Dancing. Falling into his arms.... One would get the picture. The blonde smiled at Trixie as she passed on some well-needed advice. Arguments were normal? Good. As long as you loved each other? The blonde nodded and frowned. "Yeah, they didn't. Draco Sev did but my parents.. Merlin, they didn't seem so uptight about the whole non-pureblood thing until now," she said, frowning. The blonde nodded and gave her cousin a sympathetic look. Merlin, she could imagine her Uncle getting upset about the whole issue. The Slytherin remembered her parents talking to Trixie's about the whole Trixie/Freddie thing. The Malfoy nodded. "Has he been.. Taking it better?" she asked, playing with her snake bracelet.
Emotional breakdown? Merlin. Rough. The Malfoy gave her cousin a kind look and put a hand on Trix's shoulder. "Trix, I'll be here for you all the way. Throughout the whole time and if you need anything, Mother and Father will be willing to help. And Draco Sev. After all, you are their favourite niece. And I'm sure Oliver will be. I believe he might need a bridesmaid dress," she teased, poking her tongue out at Trixie. The Slytherin smiled. It was true. Despite the whole pregnancy, her parents loved Trixie so much, as if she was her own daughter. Bridesmaid? Merlin. Dress? Blue dresses. The blonde shrugged a little. "You know. I honestly have no clue about bridesmaid dresses but I'm willing to learn about it," teased Emma and then she put on a serious face. "Well, perhaps us bridesmaids and you can all meet up one day and work it out? And, besides, its your special day. I'm so excited for you Trix," offered Emma, trying to think of a solution.
Trixie raised her eyebrow at her cousins statement. An actress?!
"I'd hope she'd have a much more substantial career than that" she spoke truthfully. Although it
would be wonderful to be famous one day and to see her daughters names in lights, it didn't always go that way. Not always did people get their dreams and instead have to stick to occasional extras and the odd advert here and there. Trix didn't want to see her child go through dissapointment.
"I'm hoping she'll excel in school like I had done" Or tried to do. Though becoming Head Girl and achieving all 12 of her OWLs was definitely something to be proud about.
The Blonde picked up her baby carefully into her arms as she found somewhere to sit, rocking her softly as the child continued to sleep. She looked back up at Emma, tilting her head as she listened to what she was saying. She herself had plentiful drama in her schooling days. First year she ended up in some complicated love pentagon which slowly evolved to be something bigger. A few months in, she ended up with full blown memory loss which even to this day left her with very little recollection of her childhood. Her second year was awful, the leaving of her Best Friend and then her sudden outburst of love for him at the end of term feast. Her seventh year had been alright. Apart from yearning for her bestie to come back, she had met her now fiancé and completely fallen in love, all whilst planning for a very exciting prefect tea party.
"Oh that is a shame" she stated, biting her lip. The Malfoys did have their traits still. Her parents had mellowed, as had a lot of the family but their past and the underlining of their pureblooded ways still stayed.
"I've never met your boyfriend, I hope you drag him to my wedding" she giggled, winking at her. It was strange that, she would have made the effort but the pair still remained at school where Trixie did not.
"Oh I know your struggles" she sighed, glancing down at the floor before squeezing her cousin with a one armed hug.
"I had a muggleborns child. My baby isn't even a pureblood. Dad went completely crazy at Freddie but once he saw his granddaughter, well he couldn't turn her away could he? Mum was okay, she just.. cried" she spoke, a serious tone in her voice.
"Luckily Freds went to him first when he asked for my hand in marriage. Asked his permission. It was so romantic" the nineteen year old giggled.
"I'm sure your parents will warm up to the idea. As long as your boyfriend makes you happy they can't exactly take him away can they?" she asked, believing truly that they would.
"What did your boyfriend think of them? They didn't scare him away did they?" she asked, a glint in her eye and a mischievous smile. She knew Freddie wasn't exactly comfortable around her dad anymore, she was sure the poor boy thought the same.
Aww. Emma definitely was a sweetie wasn't she?
"Thank you. I'll be okay until a few days before. I KNOW I'll be a nervous wreck on the day. Its massive you know? I just want everything to be perfect" she sighed thinking about it. But the main thing was that she was marrying the man she loved.
"Oliver?" she repeated cackling.
"No I have my own ideas up my sleeve for him" she giggled. It was a secret though. It would take a lot of persuasion but oh boy, it was going to happen. But the whole planning thing was scary. She had very little time left and a lot to do. She would end up relying on all her friends and family to make everything special.
"Or maybe a sandy type colour, you know?" she asked. It would all have to fit the theme. "
I'll go pick some dresses out and then drag you all to the shop sometime to make sure you're all comfortable" Because she wouldn't want them feeling or looking uncomfortable. All she knew was what the theme was and they would HAVE to look
incredibly pretty.
"I'm thinking long and flowy" but nothing too flashy. Oh no. THAT was Trixie's job after all wasn't it?
"And it doesn't matter about the price, this is my treat after all" which meant beautiful jewellery and amazing heels. Depending on whether they could all walk in heels. Merlin. How awful would it be if one of them tripped up or fell flat on their face?
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