Author's Note : Super, special thanks to Thalia, without whom, this entire work would not be possible. I owe her a lot, and I just want to make it known that though the pairing mentioned in this story might still have existed, it would be nothing interesting without her. All thanks go to her, and a special nod should be given to her characterizations of Cassius Warrington and Kirsten Bundy as well as her help and input in using the character of Seamus Finnigan.
Disclaimer : I am poor and own nothing. All characters, situations, places, etc. therein belong to J. K. Rowling unless otherwise noted. No copyright is being infringed and no money is being made. Etc. Etc. Etc.
I'm almost convinced that this is a dream. After... just EVERYTHING, I can't believe that this is finally it. And I truly feel like I'm flying, except it's more exhilarating and much more bright.
She's beautiful, so beautiful it makes my mind whirl. But it's not just the dress or the lilies or the carefully pinned hair. It's the look in those mesmerizing blue eyes, as if this was ALL she wanted. This. Me. Her. US. It's something that I feel too, so deeply that it almost aches, and it's the culmination of everything that's gone on (and much has gone on) in both our lives.
The sun shines, and it streams through the window of the classroom that was our trysting place. It's fitting that we have our reception here, and my wife (my WIFE!) holds my hand, her slim, warm fingers wrapped lovingly around my own, as guests snap photographs or wish us well.
And then we're off, and it's just the two of us. I promised her that I'd take her to see Ireland, back years ago when we'd first started... getting to know each other.
She's smiling. Ireland is beautiful at night, in the starlight.
But even that beauty can't compare to the love in her eyes.
So many emotions are conveyed through the air every time our gazes meet. Love. Trust. Comfort. Reflection. Happiness. Joy. Enough that it makes me want to hold her close to me and never let her go again.
And I can do that now, because tonight is our wedding night, and we're going to be together. Always.
It's just the two of us now, the way we wanted it to be so long ago. All I can think about is her smile and her eyes and her.
Emma. MY Emma.
We deserve this. And this... this is the best day of my life.
Although, from the looks of it, there will be many more happy days to come. I hope so. I'm looking forward to it.
