He was relieved that at least the vicar had spoken to her to some extent, and not only singled Ford out for his pre-wedding admonishments... or he would have been, anyway, but the way she had giggled put him even more on edge. If he'd thought she was laughing at the situation then he might have laughed along with her, might have shrugged and agreed yes, it's all so entirely ridiculous, but he wasn't sure she was laughing at the situation they had jointly found themselves in. He wasn't exactly sure what she was laughing at, and there was something in the way she'd done it that made him concerned it was the sort of hysterical laughter that was only a few seconds ahead of breaking down in tears. But he didn't know her well enough to know how to prevent her from having a breakdown if that was the way she was headed, so he supposed there was nothing much to do except carry on and endeavor to weather whatever happened next.
"I don't know," Ford admitted. "It's like he was talking in code and I didn't have the cipher. Maybe if I went to services more often it would have made sense." Growing up their family had been the special-occasions sort of attendees at the parish church, Easter and Christmas and the weddings of distant relations, but since entering adulthood the habit had fallen by the wayside. He'd never bothered visiting the church in Hogsmeade, when they'd moved in the wake of their father's death — he'd had bigger problems to worry about at the time than making nice with everyone on Easter Sunday.
"I think the thrust of it might have been grow up," he speculated. "Or — transitions, maybe. There was a bit about childish things. That's what made me think maybe it was about the rumors, if he thought I needed someone to — y'know, tell me to stop, uh, committing all the sins of my youth, or whatever," Ford said with a helpless shrug. "But he said some other things, too — I don't know if I remember. It probably wasn't as much of an impact as he was hoping. Are you going to be able to get out of that on your own?" he asked abruptly, with a gesture to mean the dress. "Or do you need me to do something? Not that it's — just thought I'd ask so you're not just, you know, trapped there because there's a clasp you can't reach, or something, while I'm just — rambling."
He certainly didn't want her to get the impression that he was rushing her — he was in no hurry to have her undressed, at all — but he was also distinctly aware that if he didn't do something he might never be able to stop himself talking.
"I don't know," Ford admitted. "It's like he was talking in code and I didn't have the cipher. Maybe if I went to services more often it would have made sense." Growing up their family had been the special-occasions sort of attendees at the parish church, Easter and Christmas and the weddings of distant relations, but since entering adulthood the habit had fallen by the wayside. He'd never bothered visiting the church in Hogsmeade, when they'd moved in the wake of their father's death — he'd had bigger problems to worry about at the time than making nice with everyone on Easter Sunday.
"I think the thrust of it might have been grow up," he speculated. "Or — transitions, maybe. There was a bit about childish things. That's what made me think maybe it was about the rumors, if he thought I needed someone to — y'know, tell me to stop, uh, committing all the sins of my youth, or whatever," Ford said with a helpless shrug. "But he said some other things, too — I don't know if I remember. It probably wasn't as much of an impact as he was hoping. Are you going to be able to get out of that on your own?" he asked abruptly, with a gesture to mean the dress. "Or do you need me to do something? Not that it's — just thought I'd ask so you're not just, you know, trapped there because there's a clasp you can't reach, or something, while I'm just — rambling."
He certainly didn't want her to get the impression that he was rushing her — he was in no hurry to have her undressed, at all — but he was also distinctly aware that if he didn't do something he might never be able to stop himself talking.
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