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A/N: This chapter is set a few years in the future. James and Lily have just gotten married and they're at their reception. We hope you like it!

Lily looked like she was glowing as she looked around at all of the guests, the reception was outside, and the stars were shining brightly in the sky. She looked up at them, then down at her dress, and off-white thing that was form fitting and slightly low cut at the top with buttons all down the back, then flowed out into a silky skirt at the bottom. Her hair was pinned up elegantly in a loose bun while a few loose curls fell down to frame her pretty face.

James loosened his tie a bit and smiled happily while watching Lily from across the room. It was like he couldn't tear his eyes away from her. The young man who had been trying to talk to him gave up and walked away.

Lily looked around at the guests again, then smiled and looked over at James, ginning even more when she met his eyes. She walked over to him and put her hands on his shoulders, "Are you happy?"

James wrapped his arms around her waist. "Never been happier. Are you?"

She nodded, "I don't think it's possible for me to be any happier."

James grinned at her. "It seem like just yesterday Sirius was locking up in that closet..."

She laughed, "Don't remind me, I can still taste that candy when I think about it."

"But it was worth it," James chuckled.

"You didn't have to eat the candy, so speak for yourself," She smirked. James pretended to pout and made a little 'hmpf' noise. Lily mimicked his pout, like a mother does to a sulking child. A slow song started playing and James perked up, forgetting what he was pouting about.

"Want to dance, milady?"

She smiled at him, "I would love to." She snorted and curtsied, "Good sir."

James grinned and led Lily out to the dance floor. She followed, feeling like she was walking on air. They reached the floor and James pulled her into his arms then started dancing. Lily grinned and wrapped her arms around his neck, leaning against him and resting her head on his chest.

James smiled. He let his eyes wander around the room and frowned when he saw Sirius making faces at him. He closed his eyes and moved them further into the dance floor. Lily moved her head onto his shoulder, moving one hand to gently play with his hair at the back, breathing in his scent and smiling faintly. James kissed the top of her head and murmured, "I love you."

She grinned and tilted her head up slightly. "I love you, too," She muttered by his ear before kissing his earlobe softly.

James gave a lazy smile. "Want to head to the hotel?"

She smiled and moved her face to look at him, nodding, "Yes, I do."

James' smiled turned into a grin as he led Lily off the dance floor. She giggled quietly and followed him, keeping her hand in his. James stopped at the edge of the dance floor and looked back at Lily. "Want to say bye or should we just leave?"

"I don't think we'll be missed." She glanced back at the guests, then at him.

James led the way outside to the limo that was waiting for them. He nodded to the driver and opened the door for Lily. "Ladies first."

She smiled. "Thank you." She slid into the limo and looked around, raising her eyebrows and making an 'ooh' face.

He got in next to her and shut the door behind him. He smiled at the look on her face. "You like?"

She grinned and nodded, turning in her seat to face him, "I like very much."

"Good." James opened up the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of wine. He got two glasses from the rack about it. "Wine?"

She smiled and nodded, "Please."

He pulled the cork and poured her some wine. He handed her the glass then poured some for himself. She smirked and clinked her glass with his, taking a sip of her wine and looking at him over the glass. James sipped his wine. "What are you smirking at, Dah-ling?"

"Nothing, Dah-ling." She continued watching him, crossing her leg towards him. James smiled at his wife but he couldn't help feeling a bit nervous. This was after all, his wedding night. Lily looked around the limo then back at him, smiling again. "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about tonight…"

She smiled, "What about tonight…?"

"Well…" James trailed off and blushed.

She raised an eyebrow, "Well what?"

"Well, it's our wedding night."

She nodded, "That it is."

"Right."

She smirked, "So tell me, what are you thinking?"

"Just that it's our *wedding* night…"

"We've covered that, James," She smiled. "Why can't you tell me what's on your mind? We're married now; we're supposed to be able to talk about this kind of thing, so go on." She nudged him gently with her arm.

James looked around the limo and suddenly felt his claustrophobia kicking in. He took a deep breath. "I'm..." He muttered incoherently and took another deep breath.

"You're what?" She shifted closer.

"A little nervous," he said in a small voice.

She smiled, "You'll be fine, I know you will." She leaned in to kiss him softly on the cheek.

James took a couple more deep breaths trying to calm down. He gave her a weak smile, "Thanks."

She smiled back then looked up when they pulled up to the motel and the driver opened the door for them. James gave a sigh of relief as he got out of the limo. He turned back and extended his hand to Lily. She smiled and took his hand, stepping out of the limo and looking up at the hotel, then back at him, "Ready?"

"Yes." James started guiding them towards the hotel. Lily followed him, now beginning to feel slightly nervous herself. "Want to wait here while I check us is?" James asked at they entered the lobby.

She nodded and smiled at him, watching as he went to check them in. James went up to the counter and quickly got them checked in. He motioned for Lily to join him. She walked over to him, linking arms with him and beaming. He smiled and followed the bellhop that led them to their room. She tried not to giggle, she didn't know why she wanted to giggle, she didn't find anything funny, maybe it's just because she was nervous.

Once they were in the room and the bell hop had left (not before James had handed over a large tip) James sat on the couch and looked at Lily. "So…"

She looked around the room, then over at him, smiling faintly, "So."

"Buttons," James said, trying to joke.

She laughed, "Well, I can't reach them!" She smirked and turned around. "I thought I'd make you work." She said with a giggle, thinking about the long line of buttons down the back of her dress.

James frowned as he looked at the buttons. "Couldn't you have gotten a dress with a zipper?"

"I can just leave it on if you'd like." She smirked more and looked over her shoulder at him. James grumbled and started to unbutton them.

"Lily! I've been at this for hours!" James whined, knowing full well that it had only been a couple of minutes.

Lily suppressed her laughter as she looked at him over her shoulder. "I thought it would be fun," she teased.

James grumbled again. "Hmpf."

"Well they say good things don't come easy, right?" She arched an eyebrow.

James rolled his eyes but didn't say anything. He smiled as he undid the last button. "Done!"

"See, it wasn't that bad, was it?" She grinned.

James fell back onto the large couch and pouted. "My hands are crippled!"

"Aww." She smirked and walked over to him, sitting down beside him and taking one of his hands in her, massaging it gently. "We can't have that, especially not tonight."

An evil smile crept onto his face. "No we can't." James wrapped his free arm around her waist and pulled her down next to him. She laughed quietly, turning onto her side beside him, still holding his hand; she smirked and moved her bright green eyes to look at him, softly kissing the tips of each of his fingers. James smiled and vaguely wondered if they should move to the bed. Lily put down that hand and picked up the other one, massaging it as well before kissing his fingertips again.

When she was done, he stretched his hands a bit. "All better."

"Good, now you can use them." She giggles quietly and shifted closer to him.

"Aren't you going to do the cliché 'let me slip into something more comfortable'?" James asked, jokingly.

She sat up a bit, "Sure I could do that." She smirked and slid off the couch, standing up, "You stay here, I'll go slip into something more...comfortable." She suppressed mad giggles as she tried to make a 'sexy' kind of voice.

James frowned. He realized he should have said that. "Fine," he said, sighing.

She frowned, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing. Go change into something more comfortable." James smiled to show he was fine.

"Fine, you get on the bed." She smirked and nodded to the bed. "I'll be back."

**Meanwhile…Sirius was trying to remember the room number…***

James got up from the couch and moved to the bed. He pulled of his shoes and took of his shirt then laid back.

Lily went into the bathroom and shut the door, "WOW IT'S HUGE!" He heard her proclaim from the other side of the door, she then realized how un-sexy she sounded, then realized what she said and laughed, "The bathroom is..."

James chuckled and called, "Get used to saying that!" Then he rested his head on the pillow and closed his eyes. His last thought before he fell asleep was he was going to have to buy a bed like that.

Lily snorted quietly at him, then slipped off her dress and hung it on the back of the door, she was wearing a black kind of slip thing underneath, it was see through so her bra and underwear were visible underneath, she smiled and let out a deep breath, before letting her hair down, it was all curly and it cascaded down her back, and opening the bathroom door slowly, peeking into the dimly lit bedroom. James snored in his sleep and rolled over. She dropped her jaw and threw open the bathroom door, storming over to the bed, "James Potter, you had better be joking!"

"Lily, I can miss breakfast, its okay…" James mumbled.

She shook her head in disbelief and grabbed a pillow from the other side of the bed, yanking the sheets off of him and leaving him the covers, she stormed over to the couch and lied down, looking a combination of upset and furious. James woke up as the sheets were removed. He sat up in bed looking groggy. He blinked a few times and then saw Lily lying on the couch. "Hey Lils, whatcha doing over there?" He asked as he got off the bed and started moving towards her.

"I am going to bed," She nearly snarled, turning her back to him and pulling the sheets around her, pulling them up to just underneath her nose and narrowing her eyes at the back of the couch.

James stood facing her back, looking confused. "Is this because I rested my eyes for a few minutes?"

"Rested your eyes?!" She sat up, the sheets falling down to her lap, she quickly pulled them back up to her collarbone, "James you were snoring!"

James pretended like he hadn't seen her outfit since she obviously didn't want him to see it. "My nose is stuffy! It just sounded like I was snoring."

"You are an awful liar." She laid down again. "Goodnight James, don't worry, you won't miss breakfast," She spat, biting her lip.

James gave a small gasp realizing he had been asleep, and probably talking in it too. He knelt down next to the couch. "I'm sorry, Lily. I didn't mean to fall asleep! Really. I've been up really since really early and all the excitement of today just wore me out. And that bed is *really* comfy…I'm sorry!"

She didn't budge, she kept her back turned to him and felt like crying, who did this happen to? No one. She shut her eyes and bit her lip more, she was not going to cry, she was not going to cry.

"Come on, Lils. I love you. I didn't mean to fall asleep. Really."

"You fell asleep on our wedding night," She hissed quietly, still glaring at the couch.

"Li-ly. I didn't mean too! Come on…" James sighed. "You look really beautiful you know…Fine if you're going to sleep on the couch, I'm sleeping on the floor." James laid down on the floor next to the couch.

She sighed loudly, "I'm so sorry that I'm not interesting enough to keep you awake, you can sleep on the bed if it's so comfortable, I don't care."

"On the contrary *Mrs. Potter*, you are so interesting that when you leave a room it becomes so dreadfully boring in comparison that I fall asleep…"

"Nice save, not good enough, go to bed James if you're so tired." She crossed her arms.

"I wasn't lying. And I'm not tired. And even when I do get tired, I'm sleeping right here because you're sleeping here and I want to be next to my wife."

"Oh no really James it's fine." She couldn't help but look over her shoulder at him, "It's not like this night is special or anything."

"It is. And I'm staying right here."

She sighed loudly and turned away from him again, she wanted to reach out and touch him so bad, but she wouldn't. Nope, nope, nope, she was holding her ground.

James sighed and sat up. "At least go sleep in the bed. I'll take the couch, I don't want you to get a backache."

"I'm fine." She said quietly, keeping her back to him.

"Please?"

            She shook her head no stubbornly.

James stood up then leaned over the couch. He gave Lily a kiss on the cheek. "I'm sorry, Love." He kissed the corner of her mouth. She smiled faintly but tried not to. He gave her a soft kiss on the lips. She gave in and leaned up to kiss him back softly. James wrapped his arms around her and picked her up, carrying her over to the very comfortable bed. She giggles quietly and wrapped her arms around his neck, kicking the bed sheets off as he lifted her up. James grinned and eyed her outfit as he sat her on the bed.

She smirked faintly and pushed herself back on the bed, "Now are you awake?"

"Yes." He smiled. "See, now isn't this bed comfy?"

She snorted quietly, "Yes, but lonely." She raised her eyebrow at him, using her finger to signal for him to 'come here.' James laid down next too Lily and wrapped his arms around her. She smiled and laid down, moving her arms around his neck.

"I love you," James said. Then he kissed her.

***Meanwhile, outside the door, Sirius took off the listening charm and smirked. He turned to Peter and Remus. "Our work here is done, boys. The sleeping charmed worked great!" The three guys stiffled laughs and left.***

The End.