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Nora Dochary : Witch : Bunny Enthusiast : Friend 

Do You? : A Handfasting

Nora was draped sideways in her father’s beloved lounge chair and watched her brother, Liam, paced a path back and forth into the wood floor. Her eyes never left him, but he was not focus on the aesthetics around him. His eyes stared out the lead pained window from the Dochary Cottage front sitting room.

“Liam, do sit.” Maria, their mother, lifted her tea cup to her flesh pink lips. “You’re making me dizzy.” That was the first word spoken since her husband left with Ian and Walter. They hiked over to High Street (the highest point in Ledrith-Neath) to take a census of the late summer rain storm. Liam nodded nervously and obeyed his mother. Sitting, however, did not make him still. Nora’s eyes never broke her gaze as Liam bent down to sit in the bay window alcove. A second ticked by before he started to fidget with his thumbs and his leg bounce up and down.

Liam didn’t sit long before they all were startled as the back kitchen door swung open and brought the smell of the rain into the warm cottage. Jamie quickly shook of the rain from his robe whilst making is way to his family, Ian and the dogs (Arthur + Perdita) in tow. “It’s now or never son. Walter thinks that this isn’t going to let up for a bit.”

“Can we move it to the church?” Liam asked so fast his words almost blurred together. Jamie just smiled back. He reached out for Liam’s shoulder and grasped it. He beamed at his eldest son.

“Lee, Merlin himself can smite us all. This wedding will go on!” His voice boomed with pride. Arthur and Perdita echoed their enthusiasm and quickly ran back outside. Jamie waited patiently for Maria, held out his hand, their smiles as wide as a phoenix’s tail. Nora was the last to follow her family out.

Nothing can compare to the love you feel when the tow being wed see each other from down the aisle. Nora saw it in her brother and matched in Bonnie’s face. Though the sun may be behind the clouds, Nora knew that it love was the sun today. As bright as 1,000 lumos charms.

“You may now kiss your beloved.” The high priest smiled and stepped back to let Bonnie + Liam embrace each other as husband and wife.  The pagan church rumbled with applause echoing off the limestone walls, and over powered the thunderclaps from clouds.

Her head was reeling. As she looked around the room, all the colors blurred together. She was choking on her heart in her windpipe. Breath. Nora reminded herself. In, out.

Listlessly, Nora push her way out of the caving crowd around the fight, intoxicating encouraging it. “Nora! Wait...” Olivia called after Nora, but the mob drowned out any sound past her lips. “NINE! EIGHT! SEVEN!” The entire club shouted as the clock winded down to midnight. 

She shoved her way out and made it to the back door. Almost running into the door, she used that momentum and pushed it. “Fuck.” Nora exhaled, falling back against the wall. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Her head followed her spin as it hit a bit harder than she liked. 

Squeezing her eyes, “BOLLOCKS!” she yelled. Nora grasped her the seams of her crocheted white party dress. Stop! The images flashed over an over in her mind. His lips smacking against another’s, his hand inside her pants. As hard as she swallowed her pride, the tears leaked though.