February 2, 2013: Happy Anniversary

After deciding on a Muggle restaurant for their anniversary dinner, Severus and Hermione were sitting at a quiet table, sipping their drinks and looking over their menus.

A candle burned between them, which annoyed Severus, so he moved it to the side. "There," he said. "Now I can see you more clearly, my dear."

Hermione smiled at him and picked her drink, taking a sip and then asking, "What have you decided on?"

"I believe I will have the coq au vin, garlic potatoes and a house salad."

"I'll think I'll have the chef salad," she said a bit dejectedly. Her tone of voice suggested she wanted something else entirely.

"Hermione," Severus said, exasperatedly. "It's our fifteenth anniversary dinner. Surely you'll order something a little more...celebratory?"

"Severus! I've put on so much weight since we've been married. I need to get it under control!"

Severus put his menu down and made a show of looking over his wife, or at least as much as his wife he could see from their seated positions.

"Have I said anything to you about your weight?" he asked, eyebrow arched.

"Well, no," Hermione answered.

"There then. Until I say something, and you know I would, you've no need to diet. Order something nice."

At the table beside them, a couple laughed quietly. They were not much older looking than Severus. The man was dressed in a sweater and tie, the woman in a nice black dress.

Severus caught the sound of their laughter and glared at them. "Are we amusing you?"

The round faced woman, who wore glasses, smiled and said, "We are sorry, but we couldn't help but laugh. Just before you were seated, we were having the same discussion about food choices." She turned to face Hermione. "It seems our husbands prefer us just the way we are; warts, bumps and all!" She waved her hand down her own plump figure.

"So it seems," Hermione said, smiling at the woman, and placing her hand over Severus'.

The man and Severus just rolled their eyes at each other. The man said to the woman, "Is there no one you can't strike up a conversation with?"

Severus said, "You have a chatterbox, too?"

"And then some," the man agreed, but smiled with love at his wife.

At this point, the waiter returned with a tray and placed a scrumptious looking chocolate cake before couple seated beside the Snapes. He asked if they needed anything else. After they shook their heads, no, he wished them happy anniversary and left.

Hermione leant over toward the other table. "You are celebrating your anniversary as well?

The woman said, "Yes; our twenty-fifth."

Hermione smiled. "The silver. Congratulations. We are here celebrating our fifteenth."

"The crystal" replied the round faced woman. "Congratulations!" She lifted her glass and indicated to her husband to do the same. "Best wishes," she said, and she and her husband toasted the Snapes.

The Snapes returned the favour and as they set their glasses down, their waiter arrived and took their order.

Before long, the man and woman stood to leave. After slipping into their coats, they wished the Snapes happy anniversary again and received the same in return.

Hermione watched them leave, a sentimental look on her face. "Severus, do you think we'll be as happy as they seem to be in another ten years?"

"Hermione, compared to all we've been through in our lives to this point, every morning I wake up with you in my bed means I'll be happy."

"We've had our ups and downs haven't we?"

"We have. I am sure any couple who stays married for a long time does. We are not so special Hermione."

"You are special to me," she said emphatically. I love you."

Severus squeezed her hand. "I love you, too."


When Mr. Worrywart and I went to dinner for an anniversary many years ago (probably our ninth or tenth), we were actually seated at the restaurant next to a couple who shared our anniversary. They were well up into double digits anniversary wise, beyond forty if I remember correctly. Although we did not share a conversation with the couple, we did toast each other and wished each other happy anniversary.

Mr. Worry was the one who chose our wedding date. We eloped while overseas and he said to me, how many people do you know get married on Groundhog's Day? Every year I say that if the groundhog sees its shadow, we get six more years of marriage.

We've had our ups and downs for sure. We have a beautiful son as a tribute of our love and for that, I am grateful. We moved house three times, Mr. changed jobs twice and several times for me. I went back to school to earn my degree. We've watched our son grown from a happy little blond headed boy to a wonderful, intelligent, dark haired man.

As we begin the second quarter of our marriage, we will continue to deal with our lives; Mr. Worry has a illness that has thrown us for a loop, and we've had to relearn our roles in our marriage, but we have learned exactly what the vows of 'in sickness and in health' mean. We look forward to Worry Jr. hopefully getting married and a few grandchildren (anyone got any single daughters?)

That is marriage. Plain and simple; for better or worse, in sickness and in health, I will love you and honour you all the days of my life.

This ends the tribute to my twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. You've given me the gift of your wonderful reviews and memories of your own and your children's younger days, you're own marriage experiences, and simply your enjoyment of the story. I am so glad I decided to spend the twenty-five days leading to this date with you.