Dum, dum, da dum. Dum, dum, da dum.

The music played as a redheaded woman walked slowly down the aisle with on her father's arm.

She slowly sank to her knees next to the man with hazel eyes and messy black hair- apparently even professionals couldn't do anything about it- and smirked.

The two spoke silently throughout the entire ceremony, only stopping to say their vows.

"Speak now or forever hold your peace."

The best man strode forward.

"I object!" he shouted. "This damn wedding is taking too long. Prongs, you love Lily Flower, correct."

"Yes," the groom sighed, used to his best man's antics.

"Lily, you, for some unfathomable reason, love Prongs."

"I do." she said.

"Then you're married. Kiss her already!"

"Oh dear," the preacher said as they kissed. "I don't believe that it's legal."

"Actually," a man with sandy blond hair leaned around the look at him, "It is. Sirius decided to get a license to marry someone. I suppose he had this in mind the whole time."

The couple broke apart.

"I love you," Lily Potter said.

"I love you too," James Potter replied, kissing her nose lightly.

InlovewithFred, I told you I could write something happy. But here it is, your happy Lily and James.
Magic.
I don't own HP. Or weddings.

1/22/12 Just a short oneshot that I wrote forever ago that's finally getting posted. Tell me if you think it's happy. My IRL said it wasn't happy enough. Argh. I just can't win around here!