Hello!
I haven't done any writing for a while so I suddenly decided to post this. Ta-da! It's not perfect and I did try to base it as accurately as possible off cannon so let me know what you guys think
Disclaimer: I do not own Jily or any of the other characters from the HP world - they all belong to J.K Rowling
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- SwordGold
The Big Day
8:00 a.m. – four hours before the ceremony
Lily Evans was anxious as she paced the corridor of the small two-storey house, crisp in the lace of her white wedding dress. Of course she hadn't really expected Severus to come, considering everything that they had been through over the passed two years, but her own sister?
She felt sadness well up in her throat, along with the much-needed urge to cry but refrained because it would ruin her makeup.
She still remembered what her sister had said at her own wedding.
"You're the one who left Lily – we both chose our paths."
Even now it cut through the witch like a knife to the heart.
Lily sighed. She supposed that she shouldn't really be surprised. Besides, Tuney couldn't really stand her fiancé, or how Vernon liked to call him 'that crazy Potter boy'. To be fair, Lily couldn't really stand her sister's husband either: Vernon Dursley; a mammoth of a muggle with his walrus like moustache and pudgy face that blotched an awful purplish red whenever he got angry. The last time that she and James had tried to visit them at their house in Little Whinging, Vernon had threatened that he would run the wizard over with his new company car if he ever dared step foot near the place again. Just thinking about it brought a smile to Lily's face.
James Potter.
If somebody had told Lily in fifth year that she would be marrying the man that she had much previously loathed, she wouldn't have believed a word of it.
Yet here she was, getting ready to wed the person who she had thrown countless insults at in the past.
Fate was funny that way, she mused to herself.