The Gift:
The Dark Lord stared at Harry for a long moment ignoring the wand pushed so threateningly into his face and then he smiled, a genuine smile, a human smile and just for a few moments Voldermort was gone and Tom Riddle stood in front of the amazed Gryffindor.
"Im such a sucker for weddings." The heir of Slytherin chuckled.
The dark haired man gave a small bow to a gaping Harry and then slowly he raised his wand and touched just the very tip of it to the tip of Harry's wand and in a blink standing there in his place were Lily and James Potter's shimmering spirits smiling at their thunderstruck son and Tom Riddle had disappeared.
"Mom! Dad!" Harry cried flabbergasted, his throat tight as he choked back tears.
Lily's phantom hand caressed Harry's cheek, "Don't be nervous sweetheart," she whispered, "we are both so proud of you and so happy you've found someone that loves you so much."
"Yes son," James murmured, " its everything we had ever dreamed for you."
James turned to the astounded minister, "Ask again please!" he screamed as politely as possible.
The Minister finally gained control of himself enough to ask, "Who here gives this wizard Harry James Potter to be joined in holy wedlock?"
James and Lily joined hands and beamed at Harry, "We, his parents, both do, with all our hearts."