Before I met and proceeded to fall in love with James, I didn't think that I would ever really find love. I thought that I was perfectly happy without it but now I know better. A life without love is a life without colors. It seems alright, but it just isn't as it should be. Happiness isn't quite reached. You can't quite experience the world and all it has to offer.

James has opened my eyes so much. The world is no longer a dull and dreary place. It has so much more humor and life. James has made me love to live.

All my cynical notions surrounding love and life seemed to have disappeared. I still hold tightly onto a few though. Like it takes time to love and you should be willing to die for someone if you truly and completely love them. But James has opened my heart and mind, as trite as that may sound to some.

I guess everyone knew it was coming, but a year after we graduated from Hogwarts, James proposed to me.

"James? Where are we going? I can't see a thing!"

"That may be because you have a blindfold on, dear."

"Why is that, anyway?"

"Top secret reasons. You understand, I'm sure."

Lily gave a little sigh, but nodded her head in affirmation.

"Ah! Here we are. I'll talk your blindfold off now." As he took her blindfold off, Lily could finally see where they were at –on top of a bridge that lay over a stream which was sparkling in the fading sunlight. It was almost dusk.

"Lily, we need to talk." She nodded, but her face filled with apprehension. She couldn't remember one time where the phrase "We need to talk," ever led to anything good.

"Every day that I'm with you, I find myself falling deeper and deeper in love with you. Silly things you do cause me to be even more endeared towards you. I love you so much. More than simple words can describe. And, I want you to be with me for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?"

With that, James bent down onto one knee, and opened a plush velvet box revealing a simple ring with a diamond set atop of it.

"Of course I will!" Lily cried and jumped into his arms, kissing him fiercely.

The memory of his little "victory" dance he did after receiving my answer still makes me laugh. Of course, he calls it a "happiness" dance since calling me a victory degrades me. Something about how the word victory infers that I was a prize? Either way, the memory was permanently burned into my brain.

I think I may be the luckiest woman in the world. I'm about to marry the man I love. What could possibly be better?

"Lils, get ready to go." Meghan says to me before walking down the aisle herself, Sirius and her interlocking their arms. They'd make an adorable couple. Too bad they're practically like brother and sister to one another.

And as I start my walk down the aisle, the bouquet of white orchids clutched tightly in my hands, I know that I'm going to be so happy. I know that I love James, and it was no mistake that I fell in love with him. I didn't stumble on love – I fell into its gentle hands.

Wow! My first real story that I've actually finished! I wanted to thank everyone that reviewed this story. It really meant the world to me. Even though a bunch of people say that they don't need reviews and that they write for themselves, I don't follow them. The reviews really pushed me to write this. Also, I will freely admit that I am a review-whore.

I had a really difficult time writing this chapter/epilogue. Originally I planned on having this chapter be from James' point of view, but it just wasn't working out. I also wrote a chapter from Meghan's point of view, but I didn't think it fit anywhere. Because of that, I'm going to just be sticking it on as a chapter five.

But once again, thank you so much for reviewing/reading/adding this story to your favorites/story alert. It totally made my day(s).