With her siblings and cousins having returned from Hogwarts for the next two weeks, she wanted to spend time with them. Preferably not in a group setting. But it was dinner time and everyone needed to eat. She didn't know how to start the conversation. While she was comfortable talking with her friends and didn't fear saying something stupid, her family was different.

They didn't judge her, well not harshly. But they'd all made it clear how they felt about her... trip over the summer, for lack of a better term.  She was sure they all were relieved nothing terrible had happened to her. They all had a weird way of showing it.

They were all sitting at the dining table, and she was taking a sip of her tea, waiting for someone else to start the conversation. That was when her hand slacked and a vision flashed before her eyes. It confused her enough that drink slipped out of her hand and spilled all over her gown before the cup shattered on the floor.

She was still trying to figure out what the visions meant. Who was that man? And why was she... in a wedding gown?