"How many different shades of yellow are there?" Stella asked in shock. Lily had dragged her out for the bridal registry, and was looking at engraved bath towels. Lily insisted on a yellow-like shade. In front of them were 2 different color samples. Peach, crème, custard, pudding, sandal, and many more. But they all looked identical to Stella.
"Why are they all named after desserts?" Stella asked.
"That's what colors they resemble." Lily explained.
"Last time I checked, custard and pudding are the exact same thing." Stella told her.
"Fascinating." Lily murmured, mindlessly.
"So why don't they just call it cudding, then? They have to get all difficult with me, giving it two names and all, so I get all confused. And for that matter, what is the difference between soup and chowder? I mean come on, it's-"
"Stella! Will you please just stop talking now?" Lily sighed, exasperated.
"Fine." Stella sighed.
A moment later… "Are we done yet?"
"Yes! Stella, we are done. Since you cannot sit still for two seconds, we are done. I guess I should have just brought James after all!" Lily ranted, storming out of the store.
"I don't see why you didn't. I mean he's the one you're marrying, let him suffer this torture!" Stella told Lily.
"I'll take that into consideration." Lily chuckled. "I just really need your help with one more thing today."
"What would that be?" Stella asked.
Ten minutes later, she found herself in a big poofy wedding dress. "You have got to be kidding me."
"You're right…too much lace." Lily nodded, observing the dress her friend modeled. She had asked Stella to try on all Lily's favorite dresses so she could tell how they looked from another person's point of few. She was grateful that she and Stella were the same size.
Stella, on the other hand, was internally debating if it was easiest to drop 2 sizes or gain them, just in case Lily ever had a bizarre idea like this again.
"Just six or seven more, and then I'll relieve you of your duties. I guess I could ask James to go with me for the cake testing…" Lily smiled.
"You know, one more wedding favor wouldn't kill me!" Stella exclaimed, deciding on the gaining weight option.
"I thought you'd say that." Lily laughed.
The following week they had to go pick out flowers, which was worse than being tortured, according to Stella. Lily finally decided on white lilies, which Stella had told her to go with all along. It was the obvious choice.
The following month was the fittings, and Stella got a beautiful baby blue sleeveless dress that sparkled and flowed down like a river, showing off her slim figure.
Two weeks after that was the bachelor and bachelorette parties, which both got pretty wild. Sirius planned James', and Stella planned Lily's. It was a close call, but in the end, the bachelorette party proved to be even wilder than the bachelor party.
"Lily, what's the matter? You look beautiful, James is out there grinning like he just won the lottery…everything is perfect." Stella told her, as they were getting ready for the wedding.
"I know." Lily nodded, her eyes glimmering with tears. "I just wish that Tuney came…I know, it shouldn't bother me…but…I mean she's my sister! She's supposed to be there for me for stuff like this…I would have gone to hers if I was invited!"
"Awh, sweetie, I know." Stella hugged her, patting her back sympathetically. "But don't let her rain on your special day. Today is all about you, and it's supposed to be the happiest day of your life."
"It is." Lily grinned.
"Good." Stella returned the smile. "Then go get em, Tiger Lily."
"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may-" The priest was cut off as James crushed his lips onto Lily's, unable to wait another second. "Um...kiss. Well, carry on then." He chuckled.
"Sirius…are…are you crying?" Stella laughed.
"No! I just have…allergies." He said, defensively.
Stella smirked. "It's summer."
He stuck his tongue out at her. "So how was dealing with the bridal water works this morning?"
"Ugh…" Stella shook her head. "That reminds me…point me towards the bar!"
The happy couple rode off in a fancy white carriage, pulled by 2 white horses. It was a muggle princess fantasy Lily had always dreamed of for her wedding. Although James' fantasy consisted of them riding of into the sunset on his broomstick, he was more than willing to give in to whatever made Lily happy. Everyone waved goodbye as they drove away.
"Happy honeymooning!" Sirius shouted.
"Have fun making babies!" Stella giggled.
