My Best Friend's Wedding
DISCLAIMER: I own Harry Potter… gets struck by lightning Aaaaaaaahhhhh! Ouch! *sniff, sniff. Okay, okay, I must not tell lies, geez. I don't own the title either, just so were clear on that.
WARNING: AU/OOC, Rated T for language
A/N: Read and enjoy. Reviews are like hot chocolate on a cold, cold night. Yummy! :)
The sky that day was a robin's egg blue, clear and unadulterated; It was the perfect foil for Harry Potter's wedding day, to his long-time girlfriend, Ginny Weasley. And yet, the same sky was the complete contrast to Severus Snape's emotions. The man's emotions resembled that of a brewing storm.
Five years after the final war, a lot has changed. After Voldemort's defeat, those spying for the light within the Death Eater's ranks need not continue their tasks anymore. Draco Malfoy was one of them. Turns out, the Slytherin Ice Prince wasn't much of a stuck up prick when he was just being himself. In fact, he was quite reserved and composed. He did not care much for blood status and was in fact, harboring a long-time secret crush on one "stunningly attractive and intelligent" muggleborn by the name of Hermione Granger. Harry found that funny. Hermione on the other hand found it adorable. She and Draco have been together since then.
Ron on another hand, found it, well, revoltingly crazy. He admonished Hermione for even considering "ferret boy". He admonished Harry for allowing it to happen. Clearly enough, he wasn't happy with the situation. Ron moved out of the Golden Trio's circle and moved away to Australia to further his studies of magical creatures.
Another of the now, unneeded spies was Severus Snape. Upon Voldemort's defeat, he relinquished the Headmastership of Hogwarts to Professor McGonagall. He really had no desire for teaching "dunderheads". And now that he did not need to maintain a cover, he had time to focus on what he really loved: potions. He, to the surprise of many, accepted a consultancy position with Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. He says he only did so because the job paid well but those near to him knew that his brilliant mind was indeed a pranking mind. After all, how on earth would you get away with mischief if you did not have the brains?
After Fred's death, it was George who ran the place by himself. Later on, Harry, being a part owner, joined him, after deciding that being an auror during peacetime was pointless. George and Harry came up with the ideas. Severus made them happen. With this set up, the three became really close friends. George and Harry even offered Severus later on to be a stockholder which the latter accepted. George, Harry and Severus became the new Golden Trio, with Ron's absence and Hermione's Muggle University studies as well as her involvement with Draco.
On the other hand, some things remained the same. Harry and Ginny's relationship continued on after Ginny's 7th year. They had both decided on a long engagement due to a 4-year contract that Ginny had signed as chaser for the Holyhead Harpies. Harry wasn't really pleased at first to be waiting for so long but he eventually relented. They had a lot of quarrels here and there but they stuck together. Today was the culmination of their rocky relationship.
Harry now stood in formal black dress robes on Hogwarts grounds. Professor McGonagall had been kind enough to offer this venue to accommodate Harry's huge guest list; If Harry had his way though, he would just invite family and close friends. But Ginny wouldn't hear of it. She wanted a big event. Harry had just agreed to keep things peaceful.
So now, here he was, standing under an archway made out of real, live pixies. The sun was about to set and the pixies gave the area an eerie glow. Ginny would be arriving from the Burrow in about half an hour with her entourage.
Harry had his back against the white marble altar. He surveyed the grounds with a sweeping eye. Today was going to be a good day. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard somebody come up behind him.
"Ron said he was sorry he couldn't come."
It was George Weasley, one of Harry's best men. Harry gave him a small smile.
"Not even for Ginny, then?"
"He's my brother, mate, and still, I can't figure him out."
Harry shook his head.
"I just hope he grows up soon. I mean everyone else has. If he doesn't hurry, he'll be left behind."
"I agree with you, Harry." George took his place beside his best friend. "Now, about today…" The red head gave him a slight smirk. "You're still decided on marrying my force of nature-like little sister, aren't you? Of all the stupid things you've done mate, I have to say this one tops them all." George told him jokingly, with a fake elbow to Harry's ribs.
"George Fabian Weasley!" Harry scolded him, very much like how Molly would do it. "How could you talk about your sister like that?"
George laughed at his best mate's antics and pretended to run away, Harry tried to hit him with a candlestick, aiming for his head, but missed.
"See, Harry? That is why you don't play chaser. You can't aim to save your hide."
"Ha, ha, very funny. Says the beater who hits everything he sees, moving or not."
"Ouch, you got me there bad, brother." George mockingly slapped his chest hard, looking defeated. He looked so funny that Harry burst out laughing. George's lips curved into a smile again briefly but then turned serious.
"I owe you my life, mate. I want you to be happy…"
"I am happy, George," Harry protested.
"When Fred died, a part of me was lost forever. I never thought that I'd want to continue with our dreams anymore. But you were there for me, you and Severus. You guys saved my life, Harry. I know how tough the past four years has been for both you and Ginny. She's my sister but –" George hesitated then looked at Harry in the eye. "I want to be sure that this is what you really want."
Harry held George's stare and then sighed.
"There are no perfect couples, George, as there are no perfect relationships. Ginny and I had some rough spots but this is where we're headed right now. It had been that way since the day I proposed to her."
"People change, Harry. I did and so did you. You have to admit that. Why even Severus…" George's voice trailed off seeing Harry's troubled look. Harry noticed the look he was giving him. He cleared his throat.
"Well, speaking of Severus, I'd better go find my other best man. Have you seen him yet, George?"
"Oh well, I heard him and Draco arguing about how red bow ties clash with green dress robes on my way here. They should still be in the Great Hall."
"Thanks, I'll see you later."
Harry arrived outside the Great Hall a few minutes later. He had wanted to check on his other best friend and best man, Severus, and what about red bow ties and green dress robes that was causing the hold up. The ceremony was about to start in half an hour and he had wanted both George and Severus by his side when the wedding march commenced.
Harry was not surprised to see the doors slightly ajar. He was about to step inside when he heard his name.
"Harry is your best friend, Uncle Severus. He deserves to know!"
'That sounded like Draco.' Harry thought.
"Harry is my best friend. That's just it!" It was Severus this time.
Harry wanted to step inside the Great Hall to confront the two about their argument but for some reason, his body wouldn't move. He stood frozen outside the doors, content on peeping and eavesdropping. Harry saw Draco run his fingers through his platinum blond locks. Next, he saw Severus, a Gryffindor red bow tie adorning his Slytherin green dress robes, punch a wall. The impact was so strong that the doors shook. Severus looked at his now bloodied hand. Draco moved towards the older wizard in an attempt to assist him but Severus snatched his hand quickly. He then took his wand and cast an 'Episkey'. The cut closed up but his hand remained swollen. Draco smirked.
"How do you explain that to Harry, then?"
Severus looked at him with piercing eyes.
"I need not explain myself to anybody, Draco." Severus then sighed. "I'd better leave now before I get into further trouble." Those words perked Harry up. 'Why the heck is he leaving?' Harry almost gave himself away just to stop and question Severus but Draco beat him to it.
"Where do you think you're going?" the blond asked. "Are you just going to walk out on your best friend's wedding day?"
"Merlin, Draco. Why don't you just bloody rub it in?" Severus yelled at his godson. "It is my best friends fucking bloody wedding!"
"Yes," Draco grabbed a hold of the upset man. "The same bloody best friend whom you're in love with! Damn, Uncle Severus. Why in Merlin's name don't you just admit it, huh? That you're truly, madly, deeply in love with your best friend Harry Potter and that you have been hiding the truth ever since because you're scared he might reject you? Don't you think you have suffered long enough?"
The doors to the Great Hall burst open.
"Ha-Harry," Draco stammered. He then looked from Harry to his godfather, then back to Harry. He gulped. "I guess I'll just be outside on the grounds then." The blond turned to leave and closed the doors as he passed by them. That left the two friends alone. It was Harry who spoke first.
"Severus," he began with a soft but controlled voice. He stared into the older man's eyes.
"Harry." Severus nodded curtly, his eyes too, never leaving the younger man's.
"Severus, please –"
"No, Harry, please." Severus cut him off.
"So, is it… is it true then?" Harry asked, uncertain.
"I do not know what you are talking about." Severus replied coldly.
"About what I heard!" Harry burst out.
"What does it matter?"
"Please, Sev," Harry pleaded using the older man's nickname. Only Harry was allowed to use it. Nobody else did, not even their other best friend, George. Severus' eyes softened momentarily at Harry's tone but after a few seconds, they were back to their cold gleam.
"Again, I might ask, what does it matter?" Severus challenged the young man. Harry had just stared at him. Severus sighed. He moved closer to the young man.
"Harry, today is your day. You should be happy. Enjoy it. I shall be taking my leave. I believe George will be more than adequate enough to fulfill both of our duties." He then turned to leave. But before he even reached the doors, Harry spoke.
Severus turned to look back at his best friend.
"I-I'm sorry, Sev" the young man breathed heavily, his back still turned against his best mate. "I-If what Draco said was true, I mean…"
Severus smiled slightly.
"I do not know what you heard exactly, Harry. But if you heard Draco say that you are my best friend, then that is true. There is no need to apologize to me."
Harry stopped for a beat then sighed.
"Always?" Harry asked.
Severus looked at him, surprised. He then nodded.
"Always, Harry, no matter what."
The older wizard then turned his best mate around to face him.
"I-I don't know what to say, Sev –"
"Anything but an apology, Harry"
"I'm sorry, I didn't know –"
"That's just it you didn't know."
The rest of Harry's words were cut off as Severus planted a gentle kiss on Harry's lips. It was a soft, reassuring, gentle kiss. Harry had barely had time to register the shock at what had just happened when Severus spoke again.
"I wish it were different, Harry… that things were different but…" Severus's voice cracked at this point. He turned away from Harry. He was almost out of the doors when he finally spoke again.
"I want to be happy for you, Harry. I really do." Severus halted momentarily as of trying to compose himself. He cleared his throat then continued on with a small voice.
"But I'm finding it hard to do that now when I'm near you. I must leave now. You take care."
Severus never looked back after those last few words as he stepped outside the wards of Hogwarts and apparated. He did not want Harry to see him cry. But if only he did look back, would he have seen Harry's own tears fall to the ground because of what he had said.
A/N: * Sniffs Please review! Tell me if you want a sequel or if I should just leave it as it is. I live to serve you– Eastwoodgirl