Yet again, Lily opened her eyes. She sucked in a deep breath, and tried to let her eyea adjust. The place was as dark as "Kings Cross" had been bright. She heard James next to her. The place was small, her arm pressed against his.

"James?" She whispered.

"Where are we?" He replied.

Lily tried to figure that out. A realization came to her. "I-I think we're in a coffin."

"But we were only gone a few moments! How could-" He was cut off by a noise above their heads, as if something was being moved away. Suddenly, the lid of their coffin flew open, blinding them with light. Blinking the spots away, they both stood up. They felt sore, like tgey hadnt moved in years.

"Must have been a couple of days," Lily reasoned, cracking her back. James nodded.

After boosting Lily up and climbing out himself, James took a look around.

"More like a few months. This is spring! It was fall before!" He said.

Lily shrugged. "Well, if its been a few months, I'm sure a few old friends are about to get hell of a shock." The prankster in James showed through as he let out a wicked little grin. He would have spewed out a plan then and there, but his wife cut him off. "Are those wedding bells?" She asked.

James listened. A ringing was sounding from the church. He now noticed that it was the same toll that had sounded on their wedding day. A low murmur of voices also reached them, probably from the other side of the chapel. Lily grabbed his hand, eyes glistening. "Can we go? It may be someone we know!" He sighed.

"I guess. But let's remain unseen, at least for now." Lily nodded amd dragged him away. They didnt even glance at the gravestones surrounding them, or their day may have been very different.

Lily ran up to hide behind the trees ringing the mass of people. Lily smiled, seeing familiar faces across the entire space. Hagrid, in deep conversation with Professor Slughorn. Molly Weasley, speaking with a group of people on the other side. Minerva McGonnagal, hugging a boy Lily didn't know.

Yet, the boy seemed very familiar. She took a closer look and gasped. She couldn't make out details, but the boy's black hair and glasses gave him a look that resembled her husband's.

"Is that a cousin of yours or something?" She whispered. He shrugged.

"Could be. I dont know most of my family, it's too big."

Lily slunk around the perimeter of the area. She got close enough to hear the boy talking to another. The other was clearly a Weasley, probably a relative of Arthur's.

"So, mate," said the boy with black hair. "When are you gonna pop Hermione the question?" He raised his eyebrows. The other blushed.

"As soon as I get over the fact that you're marrying my sister," he retorted.

The first boy laughed. "Well, you can't make her wait forever."

His friend seemed ready to make another comeback, but he was cut off by Molly coming over and hugging the first one.

"Oh, dear, I'm so happy for you. I was just in with Ginny, she's so excited!" she said, sounding quite giddy. She turned to the other boy. "Ronald, fix your robes! Honestly, can you not dress yourself properly!" She strode over and straightened his clothes, while his face turned beet red. "There!"

"Hey, guys!" said another redhead, clearly older than the others. On his arm was a very pretty woman with long blonde hair.

"Bill!" said the first boy. "Fleur! How are you?"

"Very well. Eet ees so nice to see you and Ginny finally getting married," said the woman, Fleur, her French accent muddling up her speech somewhat.

Ronald looked at them. "Where's Vicky?" he asked.

Bill rolled his eyes. "Charlie kidnapped her. He's taking her up to everybody going, 'You see Victoire? This is my goddaughter! Isn't she amazing?!'" he said, miming shoving something in Ronald's face. "You'd swear she was his daughter."

"Yeah, well, Teddy seems to like her," said the dark-haired boy, nodding to where a blue-haired toddler was peering into a baby carrier, obviously holding Victoire. "Careful, or before you know it you'll be making wedding plans."

"Shut up."

"Victoire Lupin. Has a nice ring to it," said Ronald, playing along. Bill slapped them both in the back of the head.

James stared at Lily with wide eyes. "But- but Remus said his family was all dead!" he whispered. She shrugged.

"Come on. Let's go check out the bride." She grabbed his hand and dragged him over to the church. She knew where the bride would be because she had been in the same room on her wedding day. She looked into the window, which was wide open the allow in fresh air.

"Gin, you look amazing!" came a girl's voice. Lily saw a girl with long, curly brown hair sitting on a couch in the corner, an emerald green dress flowing to her knees.

In front of the mirror stood a very pretty girl with waist-length red hair. Her dress was elegant, but simple, form-fitting and smooth, with silver beading all the way through it. A blonde girl was currently gathering up her hair and styling it into a pretty up-do.

"Thanks, Mione," the red-haired girl, clearly Ginny, said. "Luna, are you almost finished.

The blonde girl pinned a final strand into place. "All done," she said smoothly, in a dreamy voice.

"Thank you," Ginny said, standing up from her chair. She turned to the other two and sighed. "I'm so nervous."

"It'll be fine, Gin! He loves you, and you know that. Today will be perfect!" said the brunette. Lily deduced that this was Hermione, the one who was with Ronald.

Ginny gave her a weak smile. "I know, I know." A knock came on the door.

A man stepped in. He had red hair that was receding greatly. Something in his face was familiar to Lily. The sparkle in his blue eyes, the shape of his face, it was all familiar.

Ginny's face split into a wide grin at the sight of him. "Dad!" she cried, running towards him and wrapping her arms around him.

"Hello, Ginny. Here, let me look at you." He held her out at arms length. He smiled, tears springing to his eyes. "You look beautiful, sweetheart." He pulled her into another hug. Lily's eyebrows furrowed. Where had she seen him before? He was clearly a Weasley, but who?

Ginny took a deep breath. Hermione rolled her eyes. "She's been like this all morning," she told the man. "She's worried that he's going to bolt when she's halfway up the aisle."

He shook his head. "Nonsense. Do you think I'd let my daughter marry him if he'd do anything of the sort? Anyway, Ginny, they're ready when you are."

Ginny took another deep breath and nodded. "Mione, Luna? You two set?" The girls nodded and stood up, straightening their dresses and grabbing small boquets, while Ginny picked up a much larger one, filled with green and white lilies.

"Where're Victoire and Teddy? We need our flower girl and ring bearer." As Hermione said this, the door opened and Molly stepped through, a baby girl in her arms and the same little boy as before clutching her hand.

"Here they are, dear. Who will be carrying Victoire, she can hardly walk on her own?" she said.

"I will," Luna said dreamily. Molly nodded and handed the baby over. She then handed Teddy a little pillow with two rings set upon it. Once that was settled, she turned to Ginny and her father.

"Are you ready, darling?" she asked Ginny. She nodded. Molly turned to her father. "And you, Arthur, you make sure she gets down that aisle safe and sound."

Arthur grinned. "Of course, dear." He then leaned over and kissed her cheek.

Lily let out a gasp. All eyes flew to the window, but Lily was already dragging James away.

"What the bloody hell was that all about?" he complained.

"It's Arthur, James! Arthur Weasley!" she exclaimed.

He shook his head. "Impossible. That man is about twenty years older than us."

"Listen!" she said urgently. "His name is Arthur, he is clearly with Molly, and Molly seems to be quite motherly to all of those kids! Bill, Charlie, Ronald, Ginny. I'm sure Percy, Fred, and George are in there somewhere as well!"

James still looked skeptical. "But last time we saw Bill he was eleven years old! And Ron was one! Ginny was a newborn! How in the world-"

"I think it's been more than a few months, James. I think it's been years!"