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NOTE: If you're a hard core Harry Potter fan and can't stand anything that drifts away from the basic story plot of the story then don't read this Fic. Sorry but I'm a very strong believer in broadening the horizons and asking the basic question of What If? A bad habit but what are you going to do?

If . . .

Chapter 3: Do you hear the Wedding Bells Ring?

August 19, 1986

As the wedding procession made its way down the grassy lane towards the gazebo decorated with lilies and daisies towards him, all James could think about was if what was happening to him was real. Four years ago Lily wouldn't even go out on a date with him, now she was going to become his wife. He had dreamed about this for years and now it was coming true. So many emotions rushed through his body at the same time; excitement, nervousness, and of course absolute bliss.

As the orchestra began to play the bridal march he stiffened slightly and threw all thoughts out of his head except the one's of Lily and his happy life together after this. As he looked down the isle of grass he saw his soon- to- be wife standing there in a creamy white, strapless dress and the white lace encircle her small waist as though it was hugging her as he would be doing soon. He looked in to those green eyes that always had a way of hypnotizing him. The soft curls, which were left from the loose bun she wore with white lilies entangled in the pieces of red hair, gave a slight accent to her eyes.

Albus Dumbledore was giving Lily away and he stood very tall next to the petite Lily. Of course he could never match her beauty with the midnight blue robes that he had. Lily looked at her family and James family in quick glances. Her thoughts weren't full of how lucky she was or how much she loved James (she did think of those things but not the whole time) but she was concentrating extremely hard on not falling face down on her wedding day. It is very hard to walk in pumps that just barely fit you, something borrowed always sounds better then it really is.

As her walk began to end her thoughts of being lucky and in love began to dominate the ones of not tripping and such. She looked at James and smiled, she did the same for her friends on the gazebo and the Minister of Magical Weddings. As Albus gave her hand to James and kissed her on her cheek she began to feel a little warm and fuzzy inside. She gladly let James lead her up the two steps and into the gazebo so beautifully decorated with her and James' favorite flower (Lily loves daisies and James loves lilies).

"As these two young wizards join their hands in matrimony you, the friends and family of James Harry Potter and Lillian Mary Evans, witness a legal bond that can not be broken by petty arguments but by magic. The magic is inside themselves and if they feel as though they have fallen out of love with one another their bond will cease to exist. Love and only love will keep them together. Now do you James Harry Potter take Lillian Mary Evans to be your lawful wife?"

"I do sir." James looked at his smiling bride and smiled back but the Minister had to as her the same question and well of course she answered the same.

"These two rings that I hold in my hand are a symbol that the bond that I have talked about exists between these two people. As they are slipped on to the fingers of these two people they are magically stuck to their skin. Do you James Potter accept this ring? ("Of Course!"), and do you Lily Evans accept this ring? ("Yes.") I now pronounce you Man and Wife, Mr. Potter you may now kiss Mrs. Potter."

James and Lily kissed in front of all the witnesses of that joyous moment but of all the people there they could not tell what they were feeling inside. They knew this was a new beginning and they were excited, they were also extremely happy (like most people are when they get married).

They made their way to the reception hall in a limo that they shared with their wedding party, the whole ride there, they drank champgne and laughed at Sirius who accidently spilled his champgne on Remus as the car made a sharp turn.

When they finally arrived at the reception hall they were greeted by lots of rice and flower petals. They ate, drank, danced, and were merry, not even thinking about the danger that could 'pop in' (literally) anytime and ruining their fun. Not saying it happened but they forgot all about the danger of the world.