He stood beside his godfather, watching as the love of his life walked down the aisle toward them. They both smiled at her, and she beamed back at them. Luna stood across from them with a dreamy smile on her face.
Everyone watched as Ginny Weasley walked down the aisle, with her father, to marry the love of her life. She reached the altar and Arthur handed her off to her future husband and sat down beside his wife with tears in his eyes.
The ministry official began the ceremony.
"Today we are gathered to celebrate the bonding of Ginevra Molly Weasley and Sirius Orion Black. These two have come before us to pledge their never ending love."
Harry stood beside Sirius, his smile never faltering as the official continued through the "I do's" and pronounced them Mr. and Mrs. Sirius Black and he cheered right along with everyone else when his godfather and his new wife shared their first kiss as husband and wife.
He continued on with his charade until after the reception ended and he Apparated home alone. Harry sat down on the couch in the sitting room of his manor and summoned a bottle of Firewhiskey.
Not bothering with a glass, Harry began to drink straight from the bottle.
Hermione came through the floo a few hours later to find Harry piss drunk with two empty Firewhiskey bottles on the floor beside him and a third nearly empty bottle in his hand.
He raised the bottle and said "To Mr. and Mrs. Black, my godfather and the love of my life," drunkenly.
Hermione summoned the bottle out of his hand before he could take another drink. Harry tried to summon it back but he was so drunk that even shouting, the bottle only shook a bit in her hand.
"Harry, you know this is your fault, you should have spoken up years ago when you first realized that you loved her. She loved you for years and that could have been you if you'd only spoken up."
By the time Hermione finished her speech, Harry was sound asleep, tears leaking out of the corners of his eyes.
She summoned a blanket and covered him up before placing the Firewhiskey back in the cabinet and locking it back up. Hermione looked over her shoulder and shook her head as she headed back through the floo to her own husband and two children.