Hullo Guys! I'm back again. This time, it's the same story in Remus' POV. Please, please review. I want to hear from you. Constructive criticism accepted. My friend and I were slacking in a free period, we thought, why don't we write the story again in our hero's POV. So here it is. And please R &R.

Disclaimer: All rights are reserved with the fantastic J.K. Rowling. I'm just playing with the characters.

BEST WEDDING EVER!

Chapter 2 – Remus' POV

After a night of nightmares, nausea, nervousness and fear, Remus got out of his bed with dark circles under his eyes. He checked his reflection and silently cursed himself. Today was his wedding, and he looked a wreck of a werewolf. A WEREWOLF. He was a werewolf, one of the most dangerous creatures of the wizarding world. This was exactly the reason why he did not want to marry Tonks. But he loved her. He clutched his head in frustration. He did not want to put her in danger. She said she didn't care, but she should care. At least he did care. But anyway, it was too late now.

He went for a quick shower, after which he tried to eat. However, he found that that was impossible as his stomach seemed to be performing jumping jacks. He quitted and spent the rest of the morning pacing around his dining table. He was thinking hard, warring with himself. He wanted Tonks to be safe and sound. Thus, it followed logically that he should not marry her. In theory, that was perfectly alright. In practical, not so much. He loved Tonks, loved her from the moment he met her.

He wore a path round the table, on the carpet; his love for Tonks battling with his desire to keep her he already knew that the battle was lost, which was why he was marrying Tonks today, at 11 o'clock. That reminded him, he glanced at his watch. It was half past ten. Suddenly Remus was in a frantic hurry. He was still in his pyjamas, and Tonks hated to be kept waiting.

He rushed to his bedroom, and started getting dressed in the black dress robes, specially prepared foe this day. He wondered whether Tonks would like it. He kept glancing at his watch. At 10:45, he decided that there was enough time to reach, and stood self consciously in front of the cracked dressing table mirror. He did not look anything special, but he was presentable, at least. Shrugging, he decided that that had to be enough. Spinning on the spot, he apparated to Ottery St. Catchpole Church.

He scrambled out of the bushes he had apparated into. The first thought after he apparated was that he was very surely going to through up. His nervousness and fear came back immediately, along with his staggered out of the bushes. And saw the small party waiting for him. He exchanged a word of greeting with his soon-to-be-father-in-law.

His eyes found her. Tonks. She looked mindblowing, in that white wedding gown, her startling pink hair braided over her head. His controversy completely forgotten, he made his way towards her; his heart feeling like it was stuck somewhere around his Adam's apple. She rose out of the seat, and Remus hoped that she wouldn't stumble, she was so adorably clumsy. But thank Merlin, she didn't.

They reached the preacher safely. Remus was still worried about her, but for the moment his conflict could go to hell.

The vows were said and Remus answered them in a trance. Finally, the preacher said, 'You may kiss the bride.'

As he leant down toward Tonks,( or was she Lupin now?) and their lips met, Remus felt like he was the luckiest person in the whole world for that moment.

This truly, was the BEST WEDDING EVER!