Here it is, last chapter. I'm quite proud of myself. I'm glad that you all read and loved it. I hope that this was as fun for you as it was for me. Thanks so much for reading.

Lily woke up when she felt a tongue licking her.

"James, why is Loki on the bed?" she asked. She got no answer. Lily opened her eyes to see that only their Burmese Mountain dog was on the bed beside her. Lily looked at her watch. It was seven o'clock. Normally, James was at work by now. But Lily had thought James took the day off today.

"Okay, Loki, you woke Mummy up. Now go get Daddy," Lily told him gently, patting his head. Loki barked happily and he leapt off the bed before running down the stairs to find James.

Lily got up and got dressed before walking down the stairs. James was in their kitchen. He was putting two dark brown pancakes on a plate before putting the plate on a tray.

"Morning, sweetie," Lily said sweetly, "Happy anniversary."

"What? Lily, you're not supposed to be up. I was going to surprise you with a special anniversary breakfast," James complained.

"Blame Loki. He woke me up," Lily explained. Loki's ears perked up when he heard his name and he let out a soft whine. Lily walked over to him and kissed his head, "I'm just kidding, it's not your fault that Daddy didn't wake up early enough."

"I woke up at five," James snapped, "Now would you like to eat your celebratory breakfast or not?"

"I would love to," Lily told him, sitting down at the table. James sat down across from her after he put her plate in front of her.

"So can you believe that Arthur is graduating today?" Lily asked.

"I know it feels like just yesterday, he got onto the train," James remarked.

"Oh I remember that day, you couldn't stop blubbering because he broke into the teacher's compartment and put canary cream among their sweets," Lily laughed.

"Well what can I say? He pulled a prank before the train even left the station," James said with a proud smile, "I'm proud to call him my grandchild."

""I'm glad that Albus is much quieter than his siblings," Lily commented.

"I still don't understand how he got into Slytherin. I was so sure that he'd be in Ravenclaw," James said, shaking his head.

"Well I'm proud of all three of them. They are certainly our grandchildren," Lily said with a smile.

"Oh yes, Emily has my getting into trouble skills and your temper. James has my charm and sense of humor and your stubbornness. And Al has your eyes and bookishness and my modesty," James told her proudly. Lily rolled her eyes.

"That's right, sweetie. You're very modest," she lied. James beamed at her.

"I know I am, dear but thank you for saying so."

Lily shook her head at him.

"I don't want to leave Loki alone," Lily complained, struggling to get free from James' hands, "He might get lonely. Can't we take him with us?"

"Lily, he'll be fine. Arabella will check in on Loki, feed him and walk him. Besides they'll be too many cats and owls there. He'll wanna chase them," James reminded her, struggling to pull her to the fireplace. "Now come on. We're gonna be late."

"But James, Arabella is a cat person. He'll probably not want to spend time with her," Lily remarked.

"Sweetie, he'll be fine. Arabella will take a shower before coming over so he won't smell the cats," James promised, "Do you really want to be late for your grandson's graduation?"

"No but will Arabella give him a treat when they come back from their walk? Because he always gets a treat after he's done walking and he doesn't like his water from the tap so make sure she gives him water with Aguamenti," Lily reminded him.

James didn't know what the difference was but he refrained from saying so.

"I left her a note with instructions. Now let's go," James said, pulling her towards the fireplace.

"Bye baby, Mummy loves you," Lily told Loki, blowing him a kiss before getting into the fireplace.

"There you guys are. The ceremony is about to start," Harry told them as they sat down.

"Sorry, we're late. Someone couldn't leave the dog," James snapped. Lily glared at him.

"He's two months old. Would you have left Harry or Jake alone when they were only two months old?" Lily asked annoyed.

"No but they're humans. Loki is a dog," James reminded her. Lily gave him a scathing look. James quickly added, "Even though I love him."

"Remember to come to the Burrow tonight for your fortieth anniversary party," Harry remarked, trying to avert their attention.

"You really didn't have to throw a party for us," Lily said sweetly.

"Tell that to Petunia and Mum. They insisted that we throw a party for you," Ginny told her with a smile.

"Oh, here he comes. Where is our camera?" James questioned, going through Lily's purse, in search for the small camera.

Loki ran through the field of the Burrow, barking as some children chased him.

"Hey look who it is. The couple of the evening," Sirius greeted them cheerfully, "Lily, you look gorgeous as always. James, you look…old." Everyone except James laughed. James glared at his best friend.

"Thanks a lot, mate," James muttered.

"Oh, sweetie. Have a sense of humor. I think you look great for a sixty year old," Lily told him, kissing him.

"So how does it feel be married for forty years?" Marlene asked.

"Yeah, do you have any words of wisdom for us newlyweds?" Victoire inquired with a smile, entwining her fingers with her new husband.

"Oh just be ready to compromise," Lily answered.

"And if you don't compromise, be ready to sleep on the couch," James added with a grin.

"I can't believe it's been forty years since you guys get married. I owed Alice money about twenty years ago," Marlene joked.

"Marlene, you bet against us," Lily gasped, "I'm surprised at you."

"Hey Sirius and Remus also said your marriage wouldn't last," Marlene told her.

"Thanks, sweetie," Sirius grumbled.

"Well I think we should all raise our glasses to the Lily and James who got married forty years ago and still love each other to this day. You're an inspiration to us all. I hope you'll continue to be this happy. To Lily and James," Tonks remarked, holding up her firewhisky glass.

"Hear, hear!"

Lily sipped the firewhisky before sharing a kiss with James.

"Hey, who wants to hear the speech I made at James and Lily's wedding?" Sirius asked. Before anyone could answer, he began, "The first time Lily kissed James was at our sixth year party. She was drunk through no fault of mine and she mistook James for her boyfriend. The kiss was so sweet. I think I saw tongue. Basically Lily was slobbering over him. Poor James didn't know what to do." Lily smiled as she tuned Sirius out and thought about her wedding day, forty years earlier.

"Do you, Miss Lily Marie Evans take Mr. James Harold Potter as your husband in sickness and in health as long as you both shall live?" the officiator asked.

Lily stared into James' eyes and answered, "Of course I do."

"Do you, Mr. James Harold Potter take-"

"I do," James interrupted him, grinning from ear to ear.

"Then you may kiss the bride," he said.

James didn't need to be told twice. He leaned in and kissed his new wife. There were cheers and claps. And one loud whoop that Lily was sure came from Sirius.

Afterwards, everyone sat down to eat. Sirius tapped his spoon to his champagne glass.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as the best man, I have prepared a toast. "The first time Lily kissed James was at our sixth year party. She was drunk through no fault of mine and she mistook James for her boyfriend. The kiss was so sweet. I think I saw tongue. Basically Lily was slobbering over him. Poor James didn't know what to do."

Lily rolled her eyes. James put his hand on hers.

"Are you happy, Mrs. Potter?" James whispered in her ear.

"Very," Lily replied.

"Good because I love you very much, Lily," James told her sweetly.

"I love you too, James. I always will."

"I forgot to tell you something this morning," James said softly, bringing Lily out of her thoughts.

"What's that?" Lily asked.

"Happy anniversary. I love you so much, Lily," James whispered in her ear.

"I love you too, James. I always will."