I realized that today is the one-year anniversary of my VERY FIRST FANFIC! So I am writing this in honor of 'Accidents Happen Twice's first birthday. It will be short since I got a hella lot of homework. Since 'Accidents Happen Twice' was a fic about Remus and Sirius getting together, this will be about their eighteenth anniversary. HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY!
P.S. This is not mine… I found the letter on the Internet. (I was too lazy to write my own thing.) And that brilliant British Lady owns the characters.
To my Sirius,
I can't believe we've been together eighteen years ago today. Our wedding was so beautiful, so perfect. It was everything I dreamed about. You were everything I dreamed about… And, somehow I found you.
The day when you first kissed me, I knew I was going to marry you. Can you believe that was almost twenty years ago?
In the early days of our friendship, we had so much fun getting to know each other. The more I learned about you, the more I fell in love with you. There were days when I seriously thought my heart would burst with happiness. It sounds corny, I know, but it's true.
One year passed, then two, then three & I knew that I didn't want to spend my life with anyone else, but you. You made me whole. You taught me how to love myself. You made me want to be a better person. Our lives just fit together so perfectly. They had from day one.
Mostly, our marriage has been pretty smooth. We hit a few bumps in the road along the way. Like the Full Moon Incident the year before Harry was born. Every night, for the 8 days I was at St. Mungo's, you slept on the fold out chair, right by my bedside. You only left me to go home, shower and check the mail. You were there for me through the entire recovery process, as you have been since the day we met.
And, in the October of eighty-one, when we lost our best friends….
For the last two years, well...really, for the last eighteen years, not a day has gone by without you making me laugh at least 100 times a day.
I love that you have such a kind heart, despite Azkaban. I love that you always put me first. I love that you never complain when I buy new books or new ink and quills or scrap booking stuff. I love that you surprise me with little gifts every now and then. I love when I pick up a letter and see that it's from you. I love that I still get butterflies in my stomach every time I see you.
Eighteen years is a long time, but 100 years with you wouldn't be enough for me.
All my love,
Your Remus
Well… that's it… (Happy anniversary to Me. happy anniversary to me….)
If I get six reviews, I'll do a chapter for Sirius too.