Revenge best served in Virginia

Chapter 1

"Amy love, CALM DOWN!" Marion yelled at her over-anxious daughter, with a smile on her face. She knew how nerve-wracking getting married was.

"But Mom! What if I'm making a mistake? Harry and me have only known each other a year! What if I'm – "Marion cut her daughter off

"Do you love him?" Amy nodded, her brown eyes brimming.

"Do you want to spend the rest of your life with him?" Another nod.

"Do you want to have a house with a white picket fence, a sleepy old cat and have torrid, fantastic sex with him for the rest of your days eventually resulting in lots of babies?"

"Mom!" Amy blushed but nodded all the same.

"Then you are not making a mistake, and if you feel like running out, just remember the sex. Worked for me." Amy groaned and threw a silk pillow at her mother.

"Harry James Potter! CALM DOWN!" Severus, Lily and Remus yelled at the young man who continued to pace the room and continued to bite his almost non-existent fingernails.

"But Severus! Remus! Mum! What if Amy is having second thoughts, what if she doesn't want to marry me? What if-" Unknowingly copying his wife, Severus cut in.

"Harry, do you love my daughter?" A nod from his future son-in-law.

"Do you want to spend the rest of your days with her?" Another nod.

"Do you want sex with her for the rest of your life?"

"HELL yes!" Harry blurted, and then blushed a similar shade of red to his soon to be wife.

"If you weren't about to marry my daughter and I was convinced she wasn't a virgin you would be joining the Dark Lord by now."

"Yes Professor, sorry Professor."

The wedding march sounded and the guests stood up to await the arrival of the lucky girl who was about to marry their saviour.

Amy, following the bridesmaids in pink, walked carefully up the aisle with her father. Her dress was made of pure silk, with diamonds sown in at the hem at Harry's insistence (even though he hadn't seen the final product as tradition states.), it cut off just above the breasts, showing only a little cleavage and had no sleeves. The skirt part was of a flowing design, with no train. Her veil was also of the highest quality, it was custom made and hand spun, to create a web across Amy's face and held at the top by a silver tiara, symbolising the fact she was to marry the former heir. On her right hand however, she still wore the Snape ring and she would continue to wear it until another daughter was born to her line, as one of their children would carry the Potter name, and the other to carry the Snape name, so not to let an ancient names die out. If more children came then they would carry the name Potter-Snape, and a ring that showed a combination of the family's crests would be made especially. Not that Harry and Amy actually cared, nor Severus for that matter.

Harry stared in awe at his bride and his best man, Dimitre, had to physically shut it for him, whilst the ushers and bridesmaid's smirked. Finally, Amy reached the steps of the Alter. Handing her bouquet in her maid of honour's hands (Rose), she placed herself next to her husband.

"Do you Harry James Potter take this woman, Amy Liana Artemis Snape, to be your lawful wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"And do you, Amy Liana Artemis Snape, take this man, Harry James Potter, to be your lawful wedded husband, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"Now to exchange the rings, the couple have prepared their own vows. Harry if you please?"

"Amy, before I met you, I was unable to trust those outside my closest friends, I couldn't take risks without thinking things through, but with you I find myself here today, taking the most incredible risk ever, and praying that we can make it work, but I know now that this risk is most definitely going to pay off. I love you darling. Do you accept this ring?"

"I do."

"Amy, if you please."

"Harry, before I met you, I always took risks and have always acted on instinct alone. When I came to England, I looked to find my Dad, who I had never known existed, and I met you; you wiped away my pain, took care of me, and promised a life full of love and happiness. You are my balance; I know if I fall, you'll be there to pick me up again. I love you, my heart's desire. Do you accept this ring?

"I do."

"You may kiss the bride."

"Gladly." Were Harry's words, just before he lent in to kiss his beloved Amy, and in doing so, promised her everything her heart desired.

Later that night.

"Harry, I want to go back to Virginia."


This is the most cliché thing I have ever written and it very much is 100 Fluff. The other chapters will be less fluffy, so don't get used to it!

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