Zelda didn’t really understand why they were in Sussex today, but sometimes with Katia’s flights of fancy it was better not to ask. Also, it meant that she didn’t have to loiter around Hogsmeade or Irvingly today, so — they could go to Hastings and run whatever weird Katia errand Katia wanted to run, and that would be more than enough fun for her.

Of course, once they made it down from the floo point to the dock, Zelda spotted a familiar mop of curly hair and realized that the reason she didn’t understand the errand was that Katia had made it up in the first place. She grinned at Alfred, and then at her sister, and she wanted to speed up their approach to the dock but didn’t want Katia to call her out on it.

”Hi,” Zelda said, grinning at him. She was excited enough to see him that she was trying to keep from bouncing on the balls of her feet, but it still showed on her face and in all of her body language. (Katia, to her credit, mostly looked bemused.) Whenever she saw Alfred these days, it was impossible to not look stupidly happy — all because of the secret wedding. ”What is it?”

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