My Love for You
By
Heather Granger
A/N: I hope everyone has a wonderful Valentine's Day, and I hope you like this short
story.
Nothing in my life could have ever prepared me for this moment. Here I stand,
looking at the gathered crowed of few friends, many acquaintances, realizing that this is
the moment my life will change forever. I look down to my feet, am I making the right
decision. Will it last? I have never taken a chance in anything that wasn't a sure thing.
Suddenly the soft murmurs of the crowd dull, and I cease to hear at all. I shoot
my head up, and I see her. I see her walking towards me with a smile. I try to clear my
throat for it seems to have gone completely dry. I never took my eyes off of her she was
so beautiful. Her hair is swept up revealing her bare shoulders. Her dress accentuating
every part of her body that I thought could look no better. She is so happy, so confident.
How could something so beautiful learned to have loved someone like me? I
have seen so much pain and hurt in my time it seems that fate would not allow me such
happiness as I see walking towards me.
My mind wanders back to something she had once said to me,
"Severus, love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the
remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never
shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his
height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending
sickle's compass come: Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out
even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man
ever loved.
Do you know who said that? It was a great muggle poet and playwright, William
Shakespeare."
All I knew was that was the moment, the moment I wanted to spend the rest of my
life with her.
Something begins to cloud my vision, it is wet. What is this, I think to myself. I
have never experienced anything like this. I shut my eyelids and discover that this will
clear the vision momentarily. I feel water rolling down my cheek. Wait a minute, am I
actually crying? She must have a very strong spell on me, for I had never cried
voluntarily. Nay, it is much stronger than any spell or potion ever brewed, for this, this
must truly be love.
She is almost to me now, and yet something in my mind is waiting for her to call
the whole thing off. I am blessed to have her love, for she has my heart.
I move towards her and take her hand, it is shaking, or perhaps my own hand is
shaking, she squeezes my hand and we walk towards Albus.
I look at her and she begins to cry. (Later she would tell me that it was because
she was so moved that I had tearstains on my face.) I bring my other hand to her face and
wipe away the tears, and try to give her a little smile. She smiles and whispers to me:
"My love for you is an ever-fixed mark, never bending or wavering."
With those words we start the ceremony. From this day on we will be as one,
sharing our lives together, and sharing our love for each other.
By
Heather Granger
A/N: I hope everyone has a wonderful Valentine's Day, and I hope you like this short
story.
Nothing in my life could have ever prepared me for this moment. Here I stand,
looking at the gathered crowed of few friends, many acquaintances, realizing that this is
the moment my life will change forever. I look down to my feet, am I making the right
decision. Will it last? I have never taken a chance in anything that wasn't a sure thing.
Suddenly the soft murmurs of the crowd dull, and I cease to hear at all. I shoot
my head up, and I see her. I see her walking towards me with a smile. I try to clear my
throat for it seems to have gone completely dry. I never took my eyes off of her she was
so beautiful. Her hair is swept up revealing her bare shoulders. Her dress accentuating
every part of her body that I thought could look no better. She is so happy, so confident.
How could something so beautiful learned to have loved someone like me? I
have seen so much pain and hurt in my time it seems that fate would not allow me such
happiness as I see walking towards me.
My mind wanders back to something she had once said to me,
"Severus, love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the
remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never
shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his
height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending
sickle's compass come: Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out
even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man
ever loved.
Do you know who said that? It was a great muggle poet and playwright, William
Shakespeare."
All I knew was that was the moment, the moment I wanted to spend the rest of my
life with her.
Something begins to cloud my vision, it is wet. What is this, I think to myself. I
have never experienced anything like this. I shut my eyelids and discover that this will
clear the vision momentarily. I feel water rolling down my cheek. Wait a minute, am I
actually crying? She must have a very strong spell on me, for I had never cried
voluntarily. Nay, it is much stronger than any spell or potion ever brewed, for this, this
must truly be love.
She is almost to me now, and yet something in my mind is waiting for her to call
the whole thing off. I am blessed to have her love, for she has my heart.
I move towards her and take her hand, it is shaking, or perhaps my own hand is
shaking, she squeezes my hand and we walk towards Albus.
I look at her and she begins to cry. (Later she would tell me that it was because
she was so moved that I had tearstains on my face.) I bring my other hand to her face and
wipe away the tears, and try to give her a little smile. She smiles and whispers to me:
"My love for you is an ever-fixed mark, never bending or wavering."
With those words we start the ceremony. From this day on we will be as one,
sharing our lives together, and sharing our love for each other.