A/N: Hey! I need help knowing if I should continue this story.
I got the plot from muriel2532 on the plot bunny Betrayal and Trust section. And I think that Tabbygirl is writing one about this plot bunny too. So there are two different ways to go with the same story. So check hers out too when she posts it.
It does turn out to be ADMM just hang in there. It will be there in the end.
Rating: PG-13 maybe?
Minerva was sitting in the changing room for the bridal party. She looked in the mirror and saw that the person staring back at her was neither nervous nor was she scared. She wondered what the future held for her and her husband to be. As she started to look at her hair and wonder if it was too late to change it. As she took of her veil there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Minerva asked skeptically.
"It's your mother. I have to talk to you about this." Minerva sighed and let her mother in. Minerva's mom brought in Alyssa who happened to be Minerva's best friend and maid of honor. "Minerva, we want to make sure that this is what you want to do." They both looked concerned and worried.
"Min this is a big step in a relationship, things are going to change dramatically." Alyssa moved closer to her and started to fiddle with the bracelet. "When Fredrick and I got married things were never the same. We thought that love was enough, and we could make it through anything, but we couldn't. Our differences were to… well different."
Minerva looked into the mirror for while, then turned to them, "This is what I want to do. I love Bryce with all my heart, and I am ready to become his wife."
"We know that you love him, you wouldn't be here if you didn't, but do you love him enough?" Athena looked stressed, the wedding would be started in a few moments, and they had to convince her that this wasn't the right decision to make, or she would be stuck with him forever.
"I love him, and we are ready to start a family. Now, if you don't mind I will be walking down the aisle in less then ten minutes, I will see you up there." She opened the door for them, and they both walked out.
Minerva sat down on a chair that was placed in front of a mirror and stared at herself. She couldn't see what the future Bryce and herself would have, but she was sure that there was a future. And then the piano began to play, she made her way down the aisle.
Minerva stared at the full bottle of gin that was sitting in front of her. Her mind were full of questions: Would it be a mistake to drink it all? Why did I marry Bryce in the first place? Why am I still with him?
Minerva sat and remembered the happy times when they had just been dating, and when they had just gotten engaged.
"Minerva! It's so good to see you again. How does it feel to be engaged to the new Minister of Magic?" Amelia sat down.
"It feels fine. I don't like the spot light being on me, but I guess I should have seen that coming considering his title and all." As Minerva said this Bryce came over. He was tall, had dark brown hair and brown eyes. He was in dress robes that reached the floor.
"Excuse me ladies, but I was wondering," He offered Minerva his hand, "If I could have this dance. After all, it is our song." Minerva tried to hide a smile that crept up onto her face.
"Well, I suppose since, after all, it is our song." She took his hand and excused herself from Amelia's company.
He led her out onto the floor and brought her around so she was far away from him, but still holding her hand, then he pulled her close to him and begun to hum with to the soft slow music. "Are you excited?" He whispered into her ear.
She pulled back and looked him in the eyes. "Excited for what?"
"For the wedding darling. We are getting married in less then three months."
"Oh, well, yes then I suppose." There was a moment of silence and then she began to speak again. "I guess it just doesn't feel real yet. It doesn't feel like we are going to be married."
Bryce got a grin on his face, "Well… I know a way that we can make it feel like we are getting married." Minerva playfully smacked him. "Well, I was just trying to help you feel like we are going to get married. Don't be mad at me if you don't like my ideas."
Minerva could hear the music as she remembered the melody and started to sway with the beat the she saw her and Bryce taking in her mind. She was brought back to reality when the door opened and was shut again. The bottle was still sitting in front of her, waiting for her to drink it. She took a glass down from the rack. Deciding to poor some into a glass.
The door opened again and this time Alyssa walking. "Min, are you ok? Do you want to talk about it?" Minerva stared at the glass that held the clear intoxicating liquid. She spoke as if talking to the liquid.
"No." She sat a swirled the glass and watched the liquid go around the edges, but never spilling. He mind was brought to another memory, the memory that Alyssa wanted to talk about. One that took place only hours ago.
Minerva got home finding the house dark and quiet. She threw her purse on the table and made her way to the bed room. "Bryce?" She saw that candles had been lit. She could smell them from all the way down the hall. She could hear the shower being turned on and she got a smile on her face. It had been a while since he had made any acknowledgment that he had a sexual attraction to her. She opened the door to the bed room that led to their private bathroom.
The bed was a mess, but she didn't pay any attention to it at the time. She reached the bath room door and turned the knob. When the door opened a girl screamed. "What the hell?"
Minerva had walked into a bathroom and was staring at her husband and a long legged blonde. She was stunned. She backed out of the bath room and started to gather a few of her things. The shower went off and Bryce and the women came out. Minerva looked up with tears in her eyes. It was then that she recognized who the long legged blonde had been, it was Amelia.
Minerva's heart was racing. She didn't know if she should yell at them, or just evaporate into thin air. It was then that she noticed the bed. "So, this is where you two have been screwing." There was silence then she began to speak again, in a calm but pained voice. "In our bed, where we sleep, and in the shower that I bathe in." Minerva fell silent, then deciding she didn't want to be in a room where her husband and his mistress were naked, she disappeared with a pop.