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Chapter 10 The Wedding

Three years have passed since our time with the Cullens. We kept what happened with the Cullens a secret from everyone, though they knew something had happened. And they would not ask. Molly and Lily knew of course. They had seen us disappear. But that was all they knew. The bite mark on my neck was contributed to a transformation, but I know it will never go away. When we are alone, Hugo always manages to pay special attention to it. It is a secret that is ours and ours alone.

"My lady," a voice calls to me.

I turn and find Hugo is waiting at the doorway for me. I shake my head and laugh at his unneeded formality. It was like the morning of the battle all over again.

"You look very handsome as well, my Lord," I reply back, going along with this game of his.

"And you look like a princess," Hugo says, walking up to me, taking my hand, and kissing it.

"Isn't that the bride's job?" I ask with a laugh, deciding it was best to stop while we were ahead.

"Yes," Hugo agrees, letting go of my hand giving a bow, "but you're my princess."

I smile and pull him to my lips. He offers his arm to me as we finally part, and I gladly slip my arm through his.

"Let's go," I say.

And off we go to the long awaited wedding of by brother and Victorie.


Teddy and Victorie's wedding was absolutely beautiful. Hugo walks back to our table with a glass of wine as the reception begins.

"Are you trying to get me drunk, Mr. Weasley?" I ask, and I know as soon s the words come out of my mouth I have no one to blame myself for Hugo's next action.

"I would never to that, Miss Lupin," he replies, placing the glass in front of me.

Lily and Molly make gagging sounds. Yes, do not ask me why I did this in front of them. I am sure my cheeks are red with embarrassment.

"Oh, stop it. You're just jealous because Tom and Kevin aren't here," I say, trying to mask my emotions, though I know they can see right through me.

My eye then catches something in the forest and my hand goes to my scar. It could not be them. Why would they be so far away from home?

"Candace, are you okay?" Molly asks, seeing my sudden change in mood.

Lily just looks at me.

"Yes, I'm fine," I assure them all, though I know the only one I am not fooling is Hugo, who keeps his eyes on me.

"If you two don't mine, Lily and I are going for more wine," Molly says, grabbing Lily's hand and dragging her away, leaving us alone.

"What is it, really?" Hugo asks, taking my hand.

He knew me too well now and would not let this now, especially with my hand on my scar.

"I think I saw someone in the forest," I tell him, finally letting go of my neck.

"Let's go see," Hugo says with a smile, and I know what he is thinking, and I do not know what to think of it.

Hugo takes my hand and we take off. When we were far enough away, Hugo corners me into a tree and kisses me. This was not like us, but I was not going to stop him either.

"There's just something about weddings," Hugo whispers into my ear when we come up for air.

"Yes," I breathlessly agree with him, and then my lips are on his again.

We gasp as we hear the clearing of a throat, but then again, it might have been two.

"Edward! Bella," we yell out together.

We quickly look around; making sure no one had heard us.

"Thought it was all a dream?" Edward asks.

"How could I with this?" I question back.

I move my hair away to show him my bite mark.

There was awkward silence before Bella asks, "Are congratulations in order?"

We look down at our clothing and start to laugh.

"What? Oh, no," Hugo says.

"It's my brother's wedding," I explain.

I finally get a better look at Bella. I knew it knew it had to have happened, but I ask I had to see it for myself to believe it.

"So, he changed you?" I ask, looking at the eyes to find they were now a golden color like Edward's and the rest of his family.

"It really wasn't planned," she admits, but the look on her face tells a different story, but I do not ask any more.

"How long…" Hugo begins to ask before the answer is said.

"Twenty-two years," Edward tells us.

Twenty-two years since they had seen us or at least I say that

"It's only been three for us," I say.

"How's the rest of your family?" Hugo asks.

"They're great," Edward replies.

I then notice that they are wearing rings.

"It seems you're the ones that need to be congratulated," I say.

"Thank you," Bella replies with a smile.

"We best be on our way back," Edward says.

"Thanks for the visit," Hugo tell them as wave them off.

"Feel free to come back any time," Edward says.

Hugo takes my hand and kisses it as they leave. My eyes then go to the ground.

"I sometimes wish it was all a dream," I admit, and I do not look at Hugo to see his reaction. "But then would we have had the courage to admit our feeling to each other?"

"Let's just be thankful we don't have to imagine that. It did happen. And I wouldn't change it," Hugo says.

"Neither would I," I agree.