Newt stood at the front of the church, nervously shifting his feet. It had been about three weeks since they had returned from New York and they had quickly made arrangements for a small wedding. Their only guests were Jacob, Nagini, Theseus, Bunty, and Dumbledore. The five of them were sitting on the front row of the church, waiting for Tina to show up.

Tina herself was hovering just behind the doorway. She was nervous. She could see Newt standing at the altar, his head bowed slightly. He looked incredibly handsome, dressed in a grey suit with a deep blue bowtie.

She loved him so much, more than anything in the world, and she couldn't believe they were about to get married. She couldn't believe she was about to get married. She had never thought she would. Queenie had always been the one men liked. And yet here she was, standing in a simple, white dress, holding a bouquet of white and blue roses, about to walk down the aisle and marry Newt Scamander.

Tina took a deep breath and stepped into the doorway.

Newt looked up and let out a quiet gasp. Tina was beautiful. She was wearing a floor-length dress with sleeves that came half-way down her forearms. There was nothing fancy about it, but it was perfect for her. Her short hair was in soft waves and a portion of it was held back by an elaborate silver clip. She had on very little makeup, just enough to highlight her best features.

He stared at her as she approached him, joining him at the altar. Her bouquet was set aside and they joined hands as the ceremony started. They were both struggling not to cry as they said their vows and exchanged rings. The minister declared them husband and wife. Newt pulled Tina closer to him, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips.

When the wedding was over, Newt and Tina returned to his house . . . their house. Jacob and Nagini had insisted on spending the next two weeks at Hogwarts and had returned with Dumbledore.

As the newlyweds reached the front door, Newt scooped his new wife up into his arms and carried her into the house. She laughed, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"I love you, Mr. Scamander," she murmured into the kiss.

"And I love you, Mrs. Scamander," he replied.