Our Destiny

[Chaos Zhefarovich]

Chaos Zhefarovich and his future wife managed to plan out a small wedding on the beach, and thankfully, planned it around this party that Kalif was throwing. It served as the perfect distraction for them. A small arch waited for them, with someone that was legally able to marry them. Chaos thought about Hades, but they were going to keep it as quiet as possible, and keep their future in their control, as much as they humanly could. Chaos felt like he should have wore something white, but his silver shirt was better than nothing. He buttoned it together, and the gust of wind made it harder for him to keep it from coming apart. Chaos felt really nervous as he walked across the beach, knowing that his parents would probably kill them for doing this. Well, maybe his dad. The mom, well, she might be all for it. Chaos fiddled his hands together, wondering if Alana would still go along with it. Chaos' purple eyes stared at the sand, and waited for his bride to come walking down the aisle. Chaos did wonder if she would take his name, or wait until after she graduated. The wedding had been a secret, but will the aftermath?​

 

[Alana Finch]

Alana stared into her red eyes, her reflection looking a great deal calmer than she felt inside. Her hand touched the mirror, seeming to caress her own cheek. She felt like a storm was swirling in her gut, indecision moving like waves in her soul. Alana had fought against this moment for the greater part of her life, yet here she was, willingly hurling herself into this. Marriage to Chaos Zhefarovich. And why? To prove a point that she might be forced to do this, but she'd do it on her own terms? Would that point even come through? Alana didn't know, but she did know that turning her back on this moment, doing things her way, was not an option. No, she'd go through with this and then go back to her life - her final year at school, quidditch, her friends- having ruined their plans and postponed any further work on her part. The thought that they'd actually managed to outsmart the Zhefaroviches sent a smile to the young woman's face, and she turned away, her tattoo peeking from the top of her dress. She never looked back, walking to where Chaos and the man they'd hired awaited.

Managing to somehow simultaneously plan this event without gaining the notice of his family or killing each other had been quite a feat. As Alana stepped in front of Chaos, no music to come down the aisle to or father to walk her, Alana took comfort in the sound of the waves, matching her breathing to that sound. She looked the tall boy over, a soft smile crossing her face, her only sign that she approved of his outfit. She then turned to the man they'd hired. "We don't have a lot of time. Please" she stated, knowing they'd eventually be missed from his uncle's event.

 

[Chaos Zhefarovich]

His purple eyes widened as Alana walked down the aisle. Her dress really suited her, and even Chaos was in awe. Of course, he had feelings for her, whereas her had yet to be established. She seemed to be in a rush, which in honestly, he was too. He did not have a lot of time before they would have to be at the party. He sighed and nodded toward the priest. The priest skipped the vows, and went straight into the important part. He sighed and murmured, "I do." Chaos looked toward Alana as the priest turned to her, and asked her the very same question. After that, this would be the kiss to seal the deal. The very first kiss, from what he could remember. She said the two words, and he didn't even need to hear the 'I now pronounce you' to seal the deal, kissing Alana for the first time, of hopefully many more to come.
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[Alana Finch]

Alana barely got the words out, the two small words that would change her entire life, for better or worse though she didn't yet know which. Her heart beating rapidly, Alana had no time to catch her breath when she was wrapped in Chaos' arms, his lips on hers. When he finally stepped back, the Slytherin took a deep breath and then released it slowly. She looked way up at Chaos, her husband, and spoke. "We have to go." He was still holding on to her, so Alana closed her eyes, releasing another sigh as she apparated them to his house, hoping that his family had left right after them as they said they would. She released him right away, hopping out of her heels and heading right into the bathroom, feeling sick. Whether it was solely from apparating was unlikely, her nerves about their plan and anxiety over what she'd just done, pushing her stomach to release its contents. Alana sat there on the floor, her dress blanketing the floor, her back against the door for a moment as she looked at her wedding band, letting what they'd just done sink in.

 

[Chaos Zhefarovich]

Side along apparation was never his thing. Chaos was used to it, doing it all his life, but he still hated the nausea that came with it. Chaos saw Alana take off toward the restroom, hoping that his kiss didn't actually cause that. Chaos sighed and went to his room to change into his normal clothing, fulling expecting to go swimming after this. He needed a good cool down. He walked to the closet, and pulled out a shirt and a pair of jeans. Simple. He didn't know if he had to take off his wedding band or not. He looked down at it, admiring the silver before he tugged it off and let it drop into his pocket. Chaos ran his fingers through his hair. This had never been done. He heard of people marrying early because one was expelled, but that was it. Chaos sat down on the bed, before placing both of his hands over his face. What if the higher ups were furious? What if they were decided that they would be killed after this? Chaos contemplated this while he waited on Alana, so that they could apparate or floo to the Styx Manor.
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[Alana Finch]

Alana had walked into the room she always used, taking off her wedding dress and hiding it once again. Putting on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt over her bikini, Alana slipped off her wedding band, slipping it into a drawer. The house was eerily silent and as she headed for the living room, Alana glanced towards Chaos' room. He was seated, hands over his face. She was married to this man now. Finally, she broke the silence by knocking softly on his door. "We should go."

She watched him get up and then turned and headed downstairs. There was no way in hell she was going to apparate again today, especially not to Styx's house. She'd no doubt end up in a torture chamber instead of a bathroom. Grabbing some floo powder, Alana glanced at Chaos and forced a smile. "It's going to be fine" she said, trying to convince herself too. With a sigh, she declared the address and stepped in to voluntarily spend a day with her Head of House. This was her life.

The End