I wrote this because everyone was picking on me for seeing a movie with my boyfriends best friend. This is just a little drabble inspired by that. Its not true or anything.
Lily Evans looked at herself for the last time. She was beautiful in her white gown, tears in her eyes. The next time she saw a mirror she would be Lily Potter.
It should have been the happiest day of her life. Yet she couldn't help but think about him. What could have been.
She had just always been with James. And it had never been questioned. But slowly over the years that they were together she began to feel separated from him. She started having feeling for someone else.
Of course she would never act on them. She could never act on them. She did love James, more than anything. She just began to see the same things she loved in him and more in another person. At first she dismissed it. It was only a crush. A harmless little crush that would never come to anything. She was, after all, happy with James. Bust slowly, as time passed, she began to think of him more and more. What started as a crush was becoming actual feelings. Feelings she could never act on. She didn't want to hurt James. She loved him too much. She cared enough for him that she could never hurt him that way. She knew he would never hurt James like that either. Even if she admitted to her feelings she could never be responsible for ruining their friendship. They were like brothers. Even if she would be happier with the other, she knew they couldn't be together. How would their friendship survive that? And what if she broke James' heart then realized she loved him more. So she stayed with James. She said yes when he asked her to marry him. She was, overall, happy.
And now it was time, and she was walking up the isle toward his smiling face and everything was perfect. Yet she still couldn't help glancing to his other side into another smiling face and wondering how it could have been. How things would be different if everyone knew she was in love with the best man.