For the next month, Lily planned her wedding. James and his friends decided on the food, while Lily and hers planned the ceremony and reception. Lily noticed that Skye was acting weirder and weirder. She was very giddy, always smiling and energetic. One afternoon, Lily decided to flat out ask her what was going on. They were at the Potters' house, in Lily's old room. She was trying on her wedding dress, and the girls were trying on their Bridesmaids gowns. Alice and Ariel stopped dead in their tracks when they heard,

"Okay, Skye. Fess up! What is going on! Why are you so giddy?" Lily placed her hands on her hips, and stared Skye down.

She burst open with happiness, "Sirius and I got married!"

All three girls screamed, "WHAT!" Alice seemed hurt, "Why didn't you invite us to the wedding?"

Skye smiled slyly, and told them all about their spur of the moment elope.

"Why didn't you tell us days ago, Skye? We wanted to know!"

Skye looked down, now frowning slightly. "Well, I guess because…we did it…the day before Lily and James' parents…"

She stopped there, now with a scared expression on her face. Lily grabbed her best friend, and held her tight.

"I am so proud of you. You look so happy, and I'm so happy for you."

Skye's smile returned as she told them all about the wedding night…

YOU DID WHAT?" James, Remus, and Frank yelled.

"I married her…the night before, uh, you know…"

The boys suddenly supported a huge grin. "Wow, I'm so happy for you! This is really great! Padfoot, mate, you finally found a girl that you won't dump after two weeks!" James added with a laugh.

Sirius laughed too, and they went on to talking about Sirius' wedding night…

Everyone was there. The wedding was absolutely beautiful. Everyone held their breaths as the vows were repeated. James went first.

"My dearest Lily, for 8 years have I waited for this day. Ever since I saw you place the sorting hat on your head, I have been deeply in love with you, even at the age of 11. Over the years, I told myself that if I just waited a little bit longer, you would accept me for who I was. Just seeing your smile during the day would be like heaven was sent down to earth. Even when you were angry, anytime really, just acceptance that I was alive was enough. Over the past 2 years, you have made me happier than any man could be. You light my world, and make me feel like I can do better…and I did. I changed and grew because of you. You're the reason I am the man I am today, and I couldn't ask for more. You are the best person I have ever known, and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you, Lily."

"James, my James. For many years, I avoided you and convinced myself to not like you. I thought you arrogant, stuck-up, and annoying, and you were. I felt, myself, that I could never like you, even as a friend. But, James, you made me realize how much I needed you. After Emily died, I lost a lot of hope in this world, but you held me. I chose to forget the incident, hoping I would heal to hate you once again…but I couldn't. I constantly dreamed of that night, and I will never be able to forget that. In our 7th year of school, you showed me what a gentleman you could be, and how to love and to live. James, I fell in love with you from our first kiss. Our first real kiss in the dormitory of the Heads' room. You took my breath away, and I know that I want to live my life with you. You've shown me how to love, even in the worst of times when I feel all love is lost. Thank you for teaching me, James, loving me, and treating me well. I love you, James."

Once the couple ran to the reception, cheers broke out. The reception consisted of dancing, dinner, and the sheer joy of being with friends, old and new. Dumbledore greeted them all, and hugged Lily. He asked her to dance during the father-daughter dance. Lily smiled, a tear dropping down her face. During the wedding, both Skye and Alice were seen jumping up and down. Lily quickly found them to see what was so important now.

"What's going on, girls?" She asked, smiling.

They looked at her, then at each other, and then said at the same time, "We're pregnant!" Lily and Ariel jumped up and down, experiencing the most perfect afternoon.

"How long?" Ariel asked both of them.

"Well I'm just two and a half weeks! I've got a long way to go!" Alice said laughing.

They all looked to Skye, who replied happily, "I'm three and a half months! I started to show recently, and I had to find out why! I was afraid that I was getting to be a fat, old woman!"

Suddenly, the slow song the Weird Sisters were singing, stopped. Everyone looked to the stage to see the Weird Sisters had gone (apparating), and Death Eaters emerging to the stage.

Those who could not battle, fled by apparating. The new Aurors, along with Professors and skilled witches and wizards, stayed to fight in the battle.

Voldemort emerged, and prepared to fight to the death – everyone else's death, that is. He started with Sirius and Skye, who had just recently become pregnant. Skye, Alice, and Ariel apparated as quickly as they could, leaving the rest to Lily and the Marauders.

Lily fought Bellatrix, and just as a jet of red light shot at her, James shot a counter spell. Lily gave a quick smile as a thank you, and he returned it. The next thing Lily saw was a magenta spell shot at James and Remus.

"STUPIFY!" Voldemort had yelled.

Sirius and Frank were left alone, what could they do? Sirius, out of the corner of his eye, saw Peter hiding in the bushes. Peter, the man that had basically deserted them. He was around, but they didn't hang out half as much as they used to.

Peter muttered, "Ennervate," to James and Remus, who stirred quickly.

Voldemort, in shock, did nothing. Instead, he taunted them.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Potter, the werewolf, the Auror, and BLACK. Sirius, isn't it? I just love your cousin, a very loyal girl, she is. Now you can either die quickly, or get up to fight, it's your choice. Immediately following, all four boys sent four different spells straight to Voldemort.

"STUPIFY! INPEDIMENTA! PETRIFICUS TOTALUS! TARANTELLEGRA!"

Voldemort dodged them all, and looked back at the 19 and 20 year olds standing up at him. Suddenly, there was a Pop! And Dumbledore appeared. He looked particularly grave, and very angry. Voldemort instantly fled, leaving Dumbledore to deal with other pressing matters.