Lily was hyperventilating. If anything else went wrong she was going to kill whoever was in the immediate vicinity. The ceremony was supposed to start in two hours and just about everything had been messed up. It was more than an already stressed bride should ever have to bear.
First off, their wedding planner had somehow got in the way of a bad confundus charm during a family argument and couldn't actually remember what she was supposed to be doing. Unfortunately, she had been too proud to say anything and tried to control everything anyway. This meant that somehow the blue and silver colour scheme had been turned irreversibly orange, and the White Lilies that Lily had especially chosen had been transfigured into pumpkins. The hall now looked like it was hosting a children's Halloween party.
What made it worse was that the so called 'Best Man' had drunk himself into a celebratory stupor the night before and was still unconscious. Not that she was surprised, she wouldn't have expected anything else of Sirius, but it still greatly irritated her.
The other issue was that her head bridesmaid, Alice Prewitt, had managed to contract dragon pox from an unknown source and had been quarantined.
Excellent. She stared into the mirror in her dressing room and was surprised that she didn't have smoke pouring from her ears. This was more stressful than a transfiguration NEWT, and she just wanted to scream.
'Er… Lily?' Said a voice apprehensively from the doorway.
It was Marlene, and she looked terrified.
'What?' Said Lily, with an attempt to stay calm.
'Petunia just left, she said she couldn't be a part of this.'
'Did she say why?!' Lily yelled as Marlene shrank away from her.
'Er… she…'
'Oh don't bother to make excuses; she couldn't stand being around 'freaks' could she?' Said Lily bitterly.
Marlene looked at her fearfully and left the room. Lily let out a shriek of frustration. That was it. She was at the end of her tether. This was a disaster. She had lost two of her three bridesmaids, the hall looked like a meeting place for the Chudley Cannon's fan club, and the best man was passed out on the floor.
She did the only thing she could think of to do. She took half of her and James two way mirror out of her purse (Sirius had given them the idea) and called him.
'James!' She almost sobbed.
'Hey, what's up?' Said James, looking totally relaxed.
She told him everything that had happened, half ranting, half crying, it actually helped just to vent some of her pent up frustration by rambling angrily at him.
'Hey, hey! Calm down!' Said James, and she could tell he was trying not to laugh.
'It's not funny! The hall has been turned orange! And for some reason we can't reverse it. There are pumpkins everywhere!'
James continued to chuckle.
'It is a little funny, Lils.'
'It's not!'
'Calm down,' said James again in a placating voice, 'in the end it doesn't really matter anyway.'
'Doesn't really mat…!' Lily started to shout.
'No, to be honest I don't care if the hall is orange or if Sirius vomits everywhere, I want to marry you today, not worry about colour schemes.'
Lily went quiet for a second, before admitting to herself he was right. She started to chuckle slightly. James grinned.
As it turned out, there was only one bridesmaid, the wedding planner got sent to Saint Mungo's for memory restoration, and Sirius threw up in the middle of the speech and the hall smelt faintly of pumpkin, but it was the best day of Lily's life.