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“Touch your wands together.” Kingsley smiled at them.
Luna, Hermione and Fleur raised their wands until they tapped each other.
“Do you solemnly swear that you will love each other for all of eternity?”
“We do.” White sparks flew out.
“Do you solemnly swear that you will cherish each other through sickness and health?”
“We do.” Blue sparks flew out.
“Does anyone have any objections?” Kingsley was pleased to hear no objections.
The three brides smiled.
“Then I’ll pronounce you as wife, wife, wife,” Kingsley smirked. “You may kiss the brides.”
Fleur, Hermione, and Luna raised their arms, met in the middle, and melded their lips together. Gold sparks came out of their wands. The guests cheered!
“Congratulations, ladies.” Kingsley beamed as he left them alone to themselves for a moment.
“We did it.” Luna grinned.
“Yes, we did, my moon.” Hermione kissed her.
“Let’s enjoy the reception before we have some fun in our cabin.” Fleur kissed them both.