I was going through some old books I used to love as a child and came across one where the main character, Karen Brewster, married her "boyfriend". The idea was too cute not to write this though I'm not entirely happy with the way it went. Keep in mind that this is AU and I don't own Harry Potter.

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Lily Potter bit her lip to keep herself from squealing at the cuteness in front of her. She tried to restrain herself instead to taking lots of pictures. James would love this and Sirius and Remus were going to get a kick out of it!

The it in question was apparently a "game" that her darling little boy, Harry Potter, was playing with his younger sister Rosalind, as well as Neville Longbottom, the four youngest Weasley children, Luna Lovegood, and the girl from next door, Hermione Granger, and the boys from down the street, Danny and Alex Puckle and another muggle born girl, Sally-Anne Perks. The majority of them were three years old, though Hermione was always pointing out that she was almost four and the Weasley twins six while little Rosalind, Ginny and Luna were all about two. Alex was the youngest at a year and a half.

All were part of a magical playgroup that Lily was coordinating and she was still working on petitioning the Ministry to allow muggle born families to be informed sooner, preferably upon the child's first instance of accidental magic, and then to be given contact information for other muggle families with magical children. She knew that she couldn't present the petition just yet, it was too dangerous, but one day.

Until then, it was perfectly legal for her to inform any muggle families with magical children that their children were magic. It was perfectly legal for those families to let her baby sit their children and teach them the very basics of controlling their magic. It was also a good way for all the children to make friends before potential house differences could split them up. That their muggle neighbors had three magical children had been a stroke of luck both for Harry in terms of the number of potential friends and for the parents who could still be targets of the death eaters that James was still trying to put away. It was also lucky in that it allowed Lily to gloat slightly to her husband since she'd chosen their new home after Voldemort had destroyed their last house in the battle that had led to his permanent defeat.

But all of those memories were secondary to what was being played out before her. Apparently Sally-Anne had recently attended her aunt's wedding and the bubbly little girl had cajoled her playmates into "playing" wedding.

Little Rosalind, Ginny and Luna were all very solemnly holding bouquets of flowers from her garden. Many of Ginny's flowers still had their roots and dirt was now clinging to the little girl's dress. Sally-Anne had charged Ron with making sure that none of them ate the flowers and Ron was doing an admirable job. Lily subtly charmed the flowers, just in case, so the girls would have no interest in eating them anyway.

Neville had apparently been charged with being the minister. Lily saw that he was trying to keep hold of a dictionary and he looked very nervous. Sally-Anne stood just behind him. She wasn't entirely sure what the twins were up to but she kept a close eye on them. Danny and Alex were apparently the groomsmen and both looked extremely bored.

The groom was none other than her own son, who looked extremely uncomfortable with Hermione's hair ribbon tied in a bow around his neck.

And then came the bride herself, Hermione Granger, with a toilet paper veil and a bunch of the paper flowers that the girls had made during craft time. Her face was bright red as Sally-Anne came around and marched her down the aisle to Harry.

"Okay Neville!" Sally-Anne chirped, "start!"

"Um," Neville said softly, "What do I say?"

"Can't we just go play ball?" Ron whined and Hermione shot a glare at him.

"No!" Sally-Anne declared, "This is Harry and Hermione's wedding! You're supposed to be nice while Neville announces 'em man and wife!"

"But Harry doesn't wanna marry Hermione, do ya Harry?" Danny protested from his position as the camera man. Sally-Anne had produced a toy camera and had given it to the boy with strict orders to record everything.

"Erm," Harry started and his own face turned red and he couldn't look at Hermione.

"LOOK," Sally-Anne shouted, "We're playin' wedding, Harry and Hermione are getting married and then we can go and do whatever stupid game you boys want! But not until after the wedding cake!"

The children all perked up and Lily rolled her eyes, took another picture and then made a gesture.

"Yes Missy Lily," asked the little house elf that popped up immediately at the signal.

"Buttons, please prepare some cake for after the wedding," Lily whispered, one eye still on the little wedding that was again getting underway. Cake apparently made all the difference in cooperation.

"Of course Missy Lily," Buttons said happily and popped away before Lily could say another word.

"Fine," Danny sneered, "But only if there's cake!"

"You didn't say there was cake at weddings," Harry mentioned to Sally-Anne. Lily smiled as she noted that her son still wouldn't look at Hermione.

"Of course there's cake at weddings," Hermione broke in, "Mama has pictures of her wedding cake. It was really pretty with white frosting and little dolls on top."

"Okay! On with the wedding!" The Weasley twins chorused.

"Neville, come on!" Fred, or perhaps George, demanded of the small boy.

"But I don't know what to say!" Neville protested. Sally-Anne and Hermione both rolled their eyes.

"Say, Harry, do you want to be married to Hermione," Sally-Anne demanded.

"Harry, do you want to marry Hermione?" Neville asked and the blush that had faded returned full force upon Harry's pale skin. Everyone looked at the red faced boy.

"You do wanna marry me, don't you Harry?" Hermione asked.

"YES!" Harry blurted out at last and groaned, covering his face with his hands, embarrassed by his outburst.

"And Hermione, you want to marry Harry?" Neville asked without coaching from Sally-Anne.

"Yes," Hermione said primly, "Harry's the nicest boy ever and he doesn't have cooties like Ron and Danny."

"I do not have cooties!" Ron protested.

"Yeah! Neither do I!" Danny said. Hermione sniffed and held her head high.

"Come on," Harry interjected, "the sooner we get through with the wedding, the sooner we get cake."

There was some more grumbling but the two offended boys quieted down.

"Okay Neville," Sally-Anne said, "Now announce 'em man and wife!"

"I announce you man and wife," Neville repeated obligingly.

"And now you gotta kiss!" Sally-Anne cackled. Harry and Hermione immediately backed away from each other.

"No one said we had to kiss!" Hermione protested with a squeak.

"Come on!" Sally-Anne whined, "That's what the bride and groom do! The guy says they're man and wife and then says that the groom can kiss the bride! Harry's the groom and you're the bride so you gotta kiss!"

"But Hermione's a girl," Harry protested and Lily covered her mouth to keep herself from laughing. James was going to love this memory.

"But Neville announced you man and wife! You hafta kiss or no cake!" Sally-Anne snapped.

Lily knew that the demanding muggle born would win with that simple statement. Hermione's parents rarely allowed her any sort of sweet and the young girl loved cake. Harry had inherited her sweet tooth. When it came to cake, the three and almost four year old had no defense.

The two looked at each other and Harry took the lead. With a sigh the boy took a step closer to her and then leaned over, his eyes screwed shut and his lips puckered. Hermione made a face but then she took screwed her eyes shut and with a mild squeak of protest, her own puckered lips met Harry's.

There was a flash of light and Alex and Rosalind both began to cry as it blinded the pair of them. Lily blinked, trying to regain her vision quickly as she moved for the babies.

"Perfect!" Sally-Anne crowed, "There was even crying just like with Aunt Melissa's wedding!"

"Cake!" Harry demanded belligerently, again stepping away from Hermione, though not quite as far as he had the first time. Hermione huffed a bit but she nodded.

"We should go get the cake!" the bushy haired brunette agreed.

"It should be ready soon enough," Lily informed the children who promptly began to whine at the lack of immediate cake.

"Why don't you all play ball until the cake is done?" Lily suggested and immediately easily distracted Danny took the idea and ran with it.

Lily brought the youngest inside, it was almost nap time, while the others ran around the yard, yelling and chasing after the ball that she'd long ago enchanted. The children divided into teams, some on the bride's side and some on the groom's, and the two teams chased after the ball. It would dash about the yard, changing color according to the team member who tagged it. Today the two teams had declared the colors to be Harry and Hermione's apparent wedding colors of red and blue. It would stop whenever the children began to flag. The winning team would be judged by whichever color the ball was at the end of the game. It kept them from fighting over whoever would be it in a game of tag and all of the children enjoyed it.

By the time the game was finished, with Harry's team as the winner much to Hermione's dismay, the cake was finished. The children tumbled into the house, eager for the sweet confection. Harry and Hermione trailed behind the larger group, holding hands. A bright smile was on Hermione's face, despite her defeat, and a smaller smile graced Harry's pink face. Buttons had decorated it with all sorts of fruits so Lily could argue that the children had gotten something healthy and it had been spiked with a potion that would provide proper nutrients to the children so they wouldn't be filled up with just sugar and air. To satisfy Sally-Anne and Hermione, tiny, dolly versions of Harry and Hermione stood on the center of the cake amidst the strawberries, blueberries and other fruits. Everyone later agreed that it was a very good cake and a worthy reward for any trial, even kissing.

Years later, Lily would ensure that the same cake, sans the potion, would be served at her son's second wedding to Hermione Granger.

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