“I KNEW I kept you around for something.” Niamh continued to tease her, “—AND I better the the most stylish in the entire wizarding world. It’s a lot of pressure, but I believe in you.” She nodded, cracking a smile as laughter escaped her parted lips. Niamh rolled her eyes, “You bet you I am. I’m going to make sure you wine and dine me like a LADY. The maid of honour and godmother roles are something to be EARNT babe. Though you’re the only contender so far, so you are winning by a long shot.”
“On second thought maybe I’ll make you the least attractive,” Rosalinde teased back, sticking her tongue out playfully at her best friend. “Whatever happens, I’m still using this as an excuse to buy one of those bedazzling guns.” Lifting her head up high with a giggle, she puffed up her chest for emphasis, “Well, I’ll be the best contender there is-- even if I am the only one.”













