Lily Evans beamed as she looked at herself in the mirror, her bridal gown flowing around her, and her veil covered her face.

In a few hours, she would marry the love of her life.

James, was a brilliant man with beautiful Black hair, and soft, bright eyes, that she couldn't help but get lost in. She waited all her life for this.

Lily was so happy and content with the way she looked, and she couldn't wait for the pictures.

She could feel the smile widening, she felt it in her heart, which had seemed to have grown wings, and fluttered about nervously.

She took a deep breathe and rearranged her veil before taking slow steps down the isle to face her future husband, and their eyes met.

They peered into each other, showing love and compassion.

"Do you, James, take Lily to be your wife, to love and cherish for always?" Came the voice from in front of them.

"Of course I do, she's the love of my life" he replied and Lily felt the tears of joy forming from behind her veil.

"And you Lily, do you take James, to love and cherish for always?"

"I do" she answered confidently but the tears could be heard.

"Then James, you may now kiss your bride" there was clapping from both families, who now were united as one.

They clapped wildly and there were tears of joy from both sides, as the couple showed each other how much they truly loved each other for the first time, as husband and wife.