This has been going around in my head for YEARS so I hope I can do my imagination justice. I have been trying to write this since June so actually putting the... fourth... fifth.. maybe sixth version up is a big step for me! :)
I do not own Harry Potter nor do I profit from it.
If you see anything out of canon that is noticeably a blunder, do tell!

"Thank you for doing this for me, Remus." Lily whispered as she walked up the stone steps of the church. Her legs shook with nerves,

"Thank you for the suit." Remus replied, holding open the inner door of the church for Lily and two other elderly women who walked in behind them. It was a rental suit but tailored to fit him and looked -as Lily put it- rather dashing.
"Thank my father," she winked. Her father had told her if her 'date' did not have any 'formal attire' he would pay for a rental. Formal Attire, meaning not Wizard robes. Lily knew Remus did have Muggle attire but like most of his clothes, they weren't in the best condition.

Remus was in awe of the church. He had been to churches before, as his mother was a Muggle but they were much smaller. She would bring him almost every Sunday until his enrolment at Hogwarts, except for the Sundays he did not feel up to leaving his bedroom, the Sundays which aligned with the full moon. He sometimes went at Christmas and Easter, if he wasn't staying at Hogwarts or the Potters. He hadn't been to a wedding however, Muggle or Magical. It was a new experience to him and he had no idea how to behave. He followed Lily's lead and copied people around them. He noted Lily's mother up the front, a small handkerchief at the ready. Beside her was Lily's father, looking misty eyed and proud.

Lily guided him to a pew half way down the aisle and slid in beside a few girls she knew from her primary school; girls who believed she was in a prestigious boarding school for gifted girls. It was only half wrong. She smiled at them, and hugged the closest to her.

"Why are you not sitting with your family?"

"Petunia didn't want me at her wedding. That's like saying she doesn't want me in her family. She wrote me a long letter explaining what I can and cannot do. However, I disobeyed, I brought you." Lily smirked slightly. Petunia didn't even want her at the wedding and Lily would have quite happily stayed at Hogwarts for the event but her parents insisted the she joined them with a date. She took Remus's hand and pressed it against the outside of her thigh where he could feel her wand strapped tightly to it.

"Mine is in my coat," he muttered. She smiled to herself until it became increasingly obvious that the ceremony was about to start.

Lily almost felt ill as the dull organ music started to play and the sound of large heavy doors opening attracted everybody's attention. As the 'click-clack' of Petunia's monstrously expensive shoes filled the room, every person in the church turned in their seats to see her walk down in aisle, except for Lily. She sat upright, stoic and stone faced. She felt like a sore thumb sticking out among the guests but she could not face her sister. Trying to ignore Petunia's figure crossing her peripheral vision, Lily looked at her hand instead and watched Remus slip his over hers, squeezing it supportively. She smiled back gratefully as Petunia reached Vernon at the altar. She couldn't help but notice how they looked like a fat beetle and a stick-insect in clothing.

Vernon was medium height and broad, as if he played rugby when he was a teenager but stopped to fulfil a life of laziness and office jobs. Petunia was thin, very thin. She always was. Lily took envy on her sister's slim figure as a young teenager until she was fifteen and formed curves.

She watched them pray for long happy lives together, and as they said their vows and watched as they leaned in for a quick peck on the lips. Lily knew her sister enough to know that for Petunia, the peck was far too intimate for public display and felt embarrassed. She had never seen her sister kiss Vernon. Not once.

She began to wonder about her own wedding in the future. She visualised herself up at the alter beside a man, a man who didn't have an identity. She looked at Remus before turning back to the alter. Remus maybe? She had always fancied him and he's been extremely nice to her.

Lily, again, couldn't watch as they left the church, followed by her bridesmaids donned in an awful cross between mauve and olive. Lily wasn't even aware such a colour could even exist. She momentarily thanked her sister for her intolerance for magic, thus Lily not having to wear such a horrid composition.

Lily looked down at her own dress, a knee length green dress, simple but pretty. Her mother didn't like the length of it, but Lily insisted that anything longer would make her look much shorter and 5'4" was quite short enough.

The journey to the hotel was somewhat of a blur to Lily. She remembered leaving the church and sitting with her parents and Remus in a family car to the hotel where the reception would take place. Remus handled Richard Evans' questions exceptionally well. He told them that he was in most of Lily's classes and that he was also a prefect. He told them about his mother, a Muggle currently living in Wiltshire (Which eased their concern about Remus fitting in). He told them that his father was a chemist but died when he was a young boy – Almost true, his father was a potion maker for St. Mungo's. When Rosemary asked Remus how he had gotten the scar on his jaw and the other on his chin, he explained convincingly that he was mauled by a dog when he was a child and he had an unfortunate incident with a football goalpost.

For most off the night Lily watched from the sidelines as guests cheered for the newly-weds dancing for the first time to "Are you Lonesome Tonight". Lily was sick of the celebration. Her sister didn't even look at her all evening, nor did her mother, who spent the evening talking to friends and neighbours and reciting how proud she was of Petunia. She wanted nothing more than to return to Hogwarts and relax in the common room with a book or a crossword.

She was pulled from her solitary huff when Remus handed her a drink and took her hand, pulling her to the dance floor. "You need to lighten up." He smiled, taking a gulp of his drink and placing it onto a table. He took her waist and dragged her unwilling feet along the dance floor until she complied and moved with him, drinking her drink with a glint in her eye.

"This isn't just coke, is it?" she whispered, eyeing her father across the room who was staring back just as suspiciously.

"Nope. But I won't tell anyone if you don't." Remus took her empty glass from her and placed it on another table before twirling her.

"Not a word." She agreed, smirking at the warmth the alcohol was generating within her body.

"Have I mentioned that you look absolutely wonderful tonight, Ms. Evans?" Remus asked as he took Lily's waist again after spinning her back into his arms.

"Have I expressed my interest on where you learned to dance, Mr. Lupin?" she replied, blushing slightly.
"I'm just copying everybody else." He admitted with a grin.

"Shush, someone will hear you and think you are smarter than me." She joked before a pair of hands closed around her eyes. She had began to relax in Remus's arms when she was stirred from her thoughts.

"Lilliput! Guess who!" an annoying high voice cried. Lily almost jumped from her skin from the contact with the cold hands. She span around to see two friends she knew from Primary School; Mags Conner and Geoff Maher standing before her grinning like Cheshire Cats.

"Oh wow, hi Mags, Geoff. I didn't realise you were here." Lily felt uncomfortable. She hadn't really spoken to her two friends since she left primary school aged 11 and started to disconnect herself from the Muggle world.

"We just arrived. Had to work this morning. Who's this?" Mags asked, elbowing Lily suggestively in the ribs and raising her eyebrows. It took a few seconds to realise that Mags meant Remus.

"Oh sorry, this is my friend Remus from school." She explained gesturing between them. "Remus, this is Mags Conner and Geoff Maher, old friends of mine."

"I thought your mum said you were in an all-girls school," Geoff questioned, eyeing Remus warily. Lily cursed herself. Her mum must have told her a thousand times over the years about her fictitious school. She was sick of answering the same question to everybody "So, why are you not a bridesmaid?" She would simply answer that it would take up too much time from her school that she could not afford to lose. She didn't anticipate questions about Remus and school.

"Oh our schools are closely affiliated. Under the same authority but it's separated, being a boarding school. It's quite strict. However we share the sports facilities."

"Oh I see… where is it again?" Geoff asked.

"Um, Scotland. Stuck in some mountain ranges. It's lovely but very cold in Winter. Doesn't Petunia's dress look lovely." Lily appealed, feeling more and more uncomfortable. She never prepared answering questions about school on her sister's big day. Geoff didn't stop eyeing Remus and not in a friendly way. Mags was oblivious but maybe Geoff thought Remus to be a rough kind of guy, due to his scars.

"Would you like another drink, Lily?" Remus asked, sensing Lily's discomfort.

"Please! Do you want a hand?"

"No no, I'll be back in a moment."

"So this Remus bloke, quite attractive." Mags asked, her eyes following Remus across the room.

"Is he your boyfriend?" Geoff blurted, receiving an elbow to his ribcage from Mags.

"Oh um..." Lily started but was cut off.

"Blonde though, Lily. Blonde's and red heads do look odd as a couple. Your children would have such fair skin,"

"Oh my," Lily muttered.

"You mother never mentioned a boyfriend to me when I was talking to her. She assured me you were more the studious type of girl."

"Whats with the scars though, dear me? I hope the boy isn't trouble,"

"Or maybe you like the trouble,"

"Well," Lily piped up, sick of the criticism. "I'm going to go find my boyfriend, the drinks are taking quite a while." Lily declared before following Remus's route to the bar. Lily couldn't get away from them quicker. She practically sprinted across the function room. She spotted Remus talking to Vernon's sister Marge who she had met on a few occasions. Remus looked uncomfortable but Marge seemed to lean over to him far too much, her drink nearly spilling over his shoes.

"See boy, with a dog as viscous as that, you need a firm hand or a loaded pistol." she boldly advised. "You won't have any more marks like that if you listen to me. I should know, I have a fair few dogs myself,"

"Marge," Lily chimed in, linking her arm through Remus's poignantly. "I see you've met my date, Remus,"

"Oh is he yours then." Marge scoffed. "I knew there had to be something wrong with him. Seems it was you."

"Excuse me," Remus interjected. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"Leave it, Rem," Lily spotted two coke on the counter and nodded towards them. "They ours?" she took a gulp before she received an answer.

"All I mean is the red head of the family is often the black sheep, same with dogs. The odd one out is badly behaved." she explained patronisingly. Lily glowered at her as she walked away. "

"Great big beast of a woman, she is."

"I think she tried to flirt with me," Remus admitted horrified. "You never call me Rem," he smiled, enjoying the feeling of her arm on his.

"Yes I do,"

"When?"

"I must have before. I know I have... listen, I sortoftoldmagsandgeoffthatyo u'remyboyfriend."

"You say 'Listen' but the rest was not English."

"Mags and Geoff were on my back and I sort of told they that you were my boyfriend..." she trailed off, unable to look him straight in the eye? It was becoming far too warm in the ballroom.

"Oh... why?"

"I'm sorry, it was stupid but now they think we are together. I think Mags fancies you."

"You can't fancy someone you acquainted with for thirty seconds."

"Well last summer I heard it takes only 30 seconds for her to fall in love and love only lasts half an hour."

"Oh!" Remus spluttered surprised. He couldn't hide the smile on his face, a smile he wasn't aware of until Lily punched him in the arm.

"Hello, you are meant to be mydate and myfake boyfriend," She smiled. "If anyone else asks, I'll tell the truth but I didn't want you going off with her and me left all on my own."

"That wouldn't happen, Lily. You worry too much."

"Thank you,"

"So Lilliput?"

"Oh gosh. We read Gulliver's travels in Year 4 in school. There are these tiny people on an Island called Lilliput. From then, I was Lilliput to everyone in my class."

"That's quite cute. I've heard of Gulliver's travels. Didn't read it in school though."

"Did you go to primary school."

"Yep. Until I was nine. My mother wanted me to have a 'normal' childhood but it became harder to control myself sometimes. Playing football I did a bit of damage to one kid..."

"Did you seriously play football?"

"I was good! Well, for a nine year old who had to control accidental magic and the occasional 'hormonal' outburst."

"I never would have thought! Oh my gosh, this song!" Lily grinned, taking Remus's hand. "Please dance with me."

"Of course, Lilliput!"

"Don't," she warned, but with a smile. "You're lucky you're handsome in that suit."

"That was the plan. Look good and get away with murder," he winked, taking Lily's hand to dance. Lily couldn't help but turn a tomato-like colour of red.

"Will I be found in my bed tomorrow morning with a dagger through my heart?"

"Please, that's much too messy," he laughed, turning Lily then recapturing her, closer to him this time.

Lily felt her heart pounding against her chest, surely hard enough for Remus to feel it against his. "Why does he have this affect on me..." she thought to herself. She wished she could hide her obvious change in tempo but it was soon noticed. Her body started to freeze has her heart bet faster.

"Do you want to sit down?" He asked, as he noticed her feet has stopped moving.

"I want this night to be over."

"Are you not having fun?" Remus frowned. "Is it my hideous dancing?" he joked, taking her hand and leading her to an empty table.

"Your dancing is marvellous. I just thought my sister would talk to me at least. I need another drink."

"I'll bring a whole bottle," Remus smiled cheerily, hoping to brighten her mood. It was the most fun he had had in a long time and only one person in the whole room knew of his condition. Sure he probably looked like an ex-con who had been sliced across the face but that was fictitious and untrue and absolutely fantastic to Remus. He wasn't a werewolf in this room. He wasn't a monster. He wasn't hiding anything and it made him feel liberated. He was just a normal 17 year old -slightly horny- boy in a smart tux walking towards a bar being served by a pretty bar-girl who he could flirt into giving him the whole bottle of wine. Which he did.

Lily waited patiently at the table, slipping off her left shoe to rub the sole of her foot. It was red and puffy from dancing in the god-forsaken heels her mother had forced her to wear. When she heard someone sit down beside her, she looked up with a smile thinking it was Remus but she soon saw it was not.

"Well hello," spoke a deep voice, smiling and stretching his hand out to Lily.

"Um, hi," she smiled, taking his hand and shaking it lightly. He was good-looking but he seemed to know it. She recognised him as being Vernon's Best Man.

"I'm Edmund," he smiled back, "Do you know the bride or the groom?"

"Oh, I'm Petunia's sister." she answered politely, very aware of the stories Petunia had told of her 'odd sister'.

"Well, Petunia's sister, I know who got the beautiful looks in your family." he leaned in closer with a smirk and whispered.

Lily jerked her head away and glared at him.

"Is that supposed to flatter me?" she questioned, crossing her arms.

"I'm sayin' you're gorgeous."

"Well thank you, but really, I should be getting back to my date." Lily pointed across the room at Remus who was being handed two empty glasses and a bottle of wine. Lily tried to get up but Edmund and trapped her hand on the table with his own large ones.

"That's your boyfriend? The one with the scars?"

"You're still not flattering me," she frowned at Edmund but he decided the best plan of action was to grab her by the arms and pull her to the dance floor.

"I can be flatterin', if ye gave me a dance,"

"Please don't." she said sternly, pulling away from the huge man. "Get off of me!" she hissed when he tried to pull her into his arms to dance. She managed to pull away from him only to feel two familiar hands on her shoulders.

"Are you alright? Who's he?" Remus asked, staring at Edmund. Lily could almost feel Remus's hand twitching for his wand.

"Nobody," Lily muttered, looking down at the ground. She gently rubbed the part of her arm Edmund gripped which was sure to bruise.

"What did you do to her?" Remus advanced on Edmund in a way Lily had never witnessed.

"Your girlfriend doesn't like to dance," Edmund spat. Lily could feel Remus's anger rising through him. She grabbed his elbow and veered him away from Edmund, who looked about twice the size of Remus. She had no doubt Remus could handle himself in a fight with this burly guy but she didn't want to make a scene.

"I'm sorry," she whispered, sitting back down.

"For what?" he smiled a bit, wondering what in the world this girl could be apologising for.

"Him."

"Do you know him?"

"No, but I didn't want you getting mad and him causing a scene."

"Lily, that wasn't me mad."

"I've never seen you like that before."

"I don't understand."

"You are always so calm and collected. Then you became... protective or something... it was kind of attractive," she tried to quench her shy smile but couldn't. Her cheeks were turning a distasteful shade of pink and Remus's eyes widened.

"You're a little bit odd, you know that?" he smiled, pouring out the wine he had brought from the bar.

"How did you manage to get that? Oh my Merlin, you didn't 'influence' her in any way, did you?" Lily asked shocked, an image of Remus jinxing a waitress just to get free wine.

"No no..." he smiled. "I just asked nicely. People now-of-days never appreciate the value of manners."

"I really hope you are telling the truth. I don't want to have to explain to the manager why all his wine is gone if she starts handing it out to everyone." Lily giggled into her glass. "This is good."

"Refill, Miss Evans?"

"Please, Mr. Lupin,"

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Remus and Lily burst into Lily's room laughing like a pair of toddlers high on Calpol. Lily held on to Remus for support for three reasons. One, Her feet were aching from dancing with Remus all night and running from Edmund at least three times. Two, She was too tipsy to walk in a straight line herself. Three, And she absolutely did not want to let him go. She knew she liked Remus. She always had but it seemed as though the alcohol was unveiling feelings she had for him.

"Lupin-" She laughed as Remus shrugged off his jacked and placed it carefully on the back of a chair. "You are always so neat!"

"And you aren't," he laughed, looking around Lily's room. With a gasp she jumped towards clothes and underwear she had thrown around the room and tried in vain to stuff them back into her suitcase before Remus noticed. He couldn't help redden as she picked up a bra just at his feet.

"I'm a slob, I'll admit it. But only when I am in a hurry." She walked back over to where Remus had left his jacket and pulled half a bottle of wine and two glasses out of his pocket.

"Oh course,"

"Remind me to thank the inventor of undetectable extension charms!" she giggled before slumping onto the bed, stretching her legs out in front of her after kicking her shoes off.

"You were telling me a story!" she insisted, patting the bed for Remus to join.

"Oh yeah! So Sirius's little cousin, she a Metamorphmagus. She's three. I was over for lunch and she kept running around but her hair kept changing colours. I sat there for an hour counting how many kids were in the blasted house!" He took a seat next to her against the head board, a mere few inches separating them.

"A Megamorphagus?" Lily questioned, never hearing the word before.

"She can change the colour of her hair!" he explained.

"Weird," Lily mused before turning to Remus. She traced her finger across the scar on his jaw.

She looked at him for a long moment, taking in his appearance. His hair was a little longer than usual,. But Lily liked it. It suited him, but didn't at the same time. You would have to know both sides of Remus to understand why it looked perfect on him. His face was a little pink and flushed, as was hers, from hours of dancing. His blue eyes were half closed in exhaustion but opened a bit wider when they flickered towards Lily, catching her green ones. She looked into his eyes almost long enough to count each eyelash before he turned his head.

She didn't even realise she was leaning into him until he turned. With that, she pulled his face back to hers and crashed her lips to his. She could tell he was surprised but it only took a few seconds for him to kiss back, and another few for him to pull away.

He stared at her for a moment, watching her eyes drop and her face turn red. Lily was about to move off the bed but Remus threaded his hand through her hair and pulled her back into the kiss. He wasn't sure if it was the wine or just the amount of fun they had that evening or the fact that it was Lily Evans or all three combined but he felt as though kissing Lily was the absolute perfect thing to be doing at that moment.

Her lips were soft against his at first but the kiss deepened as Lily budged her way closer to Remus. His hands were in her hair and on her waist but Lily was lost. One hand was trapped under her and the other was supporting her weight. It was as if Remus could read her mind. The hand on her waist pushed her back onto the bed and everything suddenly became ten degrees hotter. Lily had never been on a bed with a guy before, not like this. Remus was pressed against her, running his hand from her waist to her leg. Lily let her leg slide over his hip, her dress falling up her thigh, leaving skin for Remus to caress.

"Lily, can I um- ask-" Remus asked, breaking away from the kiss, but his fingers kept tracing small circles on her thigh.

"You want to play 20 questions now?" She faked offence with a smirk.

"No, eh, have you done this-"

"Oh, no I haven't."

"Then maybe we shouldn't..."

"Have you?"

"No,"

"Then maybe we should."

Remus was sure if wasn't just the wine that was intoxicating him at that moment. His whole body was almost shaking to be pressed against Lily's skin. Her answer was all he needed to indulge in his kiss and move over her.

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"Do you remember getting this one?" She asked him, her voice almost a whisper. She moved her fingers across his chest to a small scar on his rib cage.

"No, not really. There's been so many. The larger ones I remember."

"Larger ones?" She asked carefully. Remus nodded.

"I have one down the back of my thigh that gave me a bit of trouble last year. And this one..." he pulled the blanket down his torso further to show her a scar that looked like it had been ripped from his belly button.

"Oh... do they heal like normal cuts or..."

"Mostly. Magic can't speed them up though. I've actually had stitches a few times."

"How awful." she sighed. She moved the covers and stuck her leg out the side of her blanket. She pointed to a smeared section of skin on her left knee. "This is the biggest scar I ever got. Potions, fourth year. Fletcher bumped into my cauldron on purpose and knocked it down my leg. It was green for a while."

"I don't remember that,"

"You weren't there. Visiting mum, or so I thought."

"I do visit a lot," he chuckled.

"Is she really sick?" Lily asked harmlessly, covering her leg up again and sliding it over Remus. She watched as Remus pursed his lips together. "Sorry I should have-"

"No it's okay. My mum is... lonely. She isn't the same as she used to be. I wish I was visiting her every month... then she wouldn't be as bad. She has her students of course, but they're mostly kids."

"Students? Is she a teacher?"

"She teaches piano," A shadow of a smile crossed his face.

"Can you play?" she asked brightly.

"A little. Haven't in a long time though. Have you ever played an instrument?"

"No, I did dance though. I did ballet until I went to Hogwarts."

"Really? It explains your idyllic posture."

"Thank you."

"Does not explain how badly you dance in the ballroom," he teased.

"Oh come on, it's been years!" she shoved him slightly. "Besides I was never any good but my mother always said it was good for me so kept it up."

"Did you sister do it too,"

"Yep, until she was about fourteen I think, I can't remember. She built for ballet, I wasn't,"

"How so?"

"She's thin and like a wafer. I was too curvy and well, these came along all too soon," she joked, looking down at her chest. Remus remained silent, unsure how to comment upon what she just said. Lily felt him awkwardly tense beside him and quickly changed the subject. "You must play the piano some day for me."

"Yeah sure," he agreed half heartedly. He had never played for anyone before. He wasn't sure if his friends even knew he played.

"Tonight was so much fun. Thank you," she smiled, moving her hand to his. "It would have been awful if you weren't here,"

"It was pleasant to get away for a while." he agreed. "I needed a night where I didn't have to be... me."

"Can I tell you a secret?" Lily asked, looking up at Remus from where she lay on his chest.

"I don't see why not. You've kept mine."

"Well this one is silly... I've been thinking about this since we kissed in fifth year."

"Really?" Remus asked in shock.

"Yeah." she snuggled into him, her whole body pressed against his, making his words a whole lot harder to say.

"Lily, you understand why I can't have a girlfriend..." Remus started. He felt Lily tense against him.

"Yes and no. You should let yourself be happy."

"I know but I care about you too much to drag you down into my life."

"Remus, I am in your life. I have been in your life since the day I decided that I wanted to be your friend. I was still in your life the day I found out you were a werewolf."

"Lily, you're a muggle born. Being associated with a werewolf will make it very hard to get anywhere in life."

"But who knows about you?"

"Not many now, but later, I can't guarantee that will always be the case."

"I understand. But tonight you are just Remus, in the muggle world, where werewolves don't exist," she smiled, reaching up to kiss him again.

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I had this story before but I took it down and redid it slightly, added more in the suit the new structure I want!