Friday September 21, 1979.

"Black was best man when James married Lily."

The little church was crowded with people. There were two sort of them; a few people looked just like ordinary people dressed in their best clothes. The other sort wore normal clothes too, but in a combination which made them very strange. Mr and Mrs Evans were looking at a very old man with a long silver beard and a purple sweater who was talking with a woman with square glasses and with a man who was so enormous he had to sit on two chairs. A little nervous, Lily's parents were looking around for somebody they knew except their other daughter Petunia and her husband Vernon, who were both complaining about the people here, the long journey they had to make to come here and so on. Basically they just wished to be somewhere else. Mr Evans sighed and wished he was somewhere else too, far away from those two…

A few feet away from them, Sirius was nervously checking his pockets to see if the rings were still there. James trusted them to him, promising him that, if Sirius lost them, he would personally cut him in very very small parts. Remus was standing next to him, looking interested around. They were joined by Peter, dressed in his best except for his white socks, visible under his black pair of trousers. "Hi" he said, pulling his sleeve down although it was already down. "Oh, hi" Remus replied. "Interesting building, isn't it? I've never been in such a place. A church, isn't that what muggles call it? What is it used for?"

"Well, it is used for weddings and such things" Peter explained. "But it is mainly used as a place were you can pray to God." "God? What's that?" Remus curiously wanted to know. "Will you be quiet! They're starting!" someone behind them whispered. Sirius checked his pockets for the last time and sat down.

James stepped forward on a sort of platform together with a man Sirius´ father called a priest. James had told him it was Lily's idea to marry in a church and James had no objection to it. They all turned around as the famous wedding march started to see Lily walk forward. She wore a simple white dress and seemed very happy. She joined James on the platform and the wedding began.

Sirius dreamed away a little, looking at the sun coming trough the coloured windows, when he heard the priest say: "Do you have the rings?"

"Yes". James turned around. "Sirius, the rings please!"

"Oh, yeah, I got ´em. Wait a sec…." He started searching the pockets of his coat. Remus muttered something which sounded like "left".

"What?"

Remus sighed. "Pants, left pocket."

Sirius checked and felt the familiar little box in his fingers. He handed it over to James and whispered to Remus: "Thanks".

"Any time, Padfoot" Remus whispered back.

James opened the box and took two rings out. He designed them himself: a small gold one with five star-shaped diamonds and a inscription which said: ´James Potter, 21/9/79´ for Lily and a simple gold one with the inscription ´Lily Evans, 21/9/79´ for himself. Everyone cheered as the priest declared them Mr and Mrs Potter.

~*~

After the big feast everybody went outside to make photos. There were two photographers; a long man who was clearly a Muggle and a little man dressed in a light green suit and with a big camera. The little man gestured them all to come closer. "Come, come" he said, "shall we do the Muggles first?" "Muggles?" Lily's old grandma asked. "What is a Muggles?" "Er…" stuttered the photographer, reading from everybody's face that he had clearly said something stupid. "Do you know what a Muggles is?" the old Mrs Evans asked Dumbledore who was standing next to her. Dumbledore muttered something and waved a little with his hand. Grandma fell silent.

"Well", Dumbledore said, "let's do the Evans first, shall we not?" He beckoned the Muggle-photographer to come closer. All the Evans and James smiled as the photographer shoot the pictures. When they were done it was the wizard-photographer's turn. It was pretty crowded with so many people, especially because everybody wanted to be on the picture with Dumbledore and because Hagrid took so much space. Finally, everybody was crammed onto the picture. "Now a last picture with the couple and their best man!" the photo-shooter said. James, Lily and Sirius took in the right positions, smiled and coughed because of the smoke that erupted from the magical camera.

After the photos it was time for James and Lily to go on their honeymoon. Everybody cheered, waved and there were lots of goodbyes and have funs as the car drove away.

Sirius waved until he couldn't see them anymore. When he turned around to get his coat to get home he walked into Remus. Their heads painfully hit each other.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch! Watch where you're walking!"

"Sorry Remus" Sirius said, rubbing his head. "What're you doing?"

"I was going to say goodbye, ´cause you're probably not going to see me for a couple of weeks."

"What?!" Sirius said with his mouth open. "Where're you going? What are you going to do? Study Dark Arts somewhere else?"

"Well, yes. I'm going to the Netherlands now. I've heard something about so-called ´Witte Wieven´ or White Women if you translate it. They're spirits I believe and I want to know more about them." Remus said this with a dreamy look in his eyes, clearly looking forward to it.

"Now, have fun with your women then. Guess I'm alone now for the upcoming two weeks. Or I´ll just go and irritate Peter for two weeks. Yeah, that might be a good idea!"

"Please, behave yourself!" Remus said laughing. "Oh, and do me a favour and send me the photos of the wedding will you."

"Sure, I´ll do that." Sirius checked his watch. His bus was leaving in 5 minutes. "Sorry Remus, but I gotta go. Have fun and everything and send me a cart will you?"

He slammed Remus on his shoulder, laughed at his friends painful face and sprinted away to the busstation.