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It's a quiet affair. With war raging, the future seems so bleak. She doesn't want an elegant wedding when she knows her time could be better spent fighting. Her father becomes ordained for the occasion. He didn't have to, but Tonks can't imagine anything more special.
Tonks takes a deep breath. Even without the added pressure of a crowd of spectators, she is still nervous. Maybe she shouldn't be. Remus means the world to her, and she can't imagine going through life anywhere else but by his side. This is the right thing to do, and every ounce of doubt and hesitation fades when she looks into his eyes.
"Are you sure?" Remus whispers as they stand before her father, ready to make a lifetime commitment to one another. He scrubs his palms over the nape of his neck, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallows dryly. "Are you sure you want to be married to… me?"
She knows what he's getting at, of course. Remus still seems to find it hard to believe anyone would be willing to marry him. If only he knew. She wishes she could show him through her own eyes. How can Remus not see what a great man he is? She is lucky to have him in her life. How could anyone not want a promise of eternity by his side?
Her eyes narrow, and she lightly pokes her finger against his chest. "The first day I met you… Everything reminds me of that day," she tells him. "I see your eyes when I go to sleep. It's your smile that gets me through the day. If you think for one second that I'm making a mistake…"
She trails off, sucking in a shaky breath. It truly baffles her that he can't see it. From the moment she saw him, she knew it was meant to be.
"I'm not making a mistake," she says. "I love you, and I accept the parts of you that you can't seem to accept, okay? Please let that be enough, Remus."
Somehow, it is. Tonks can still see the doubt in his amber eyes, but his smile looks more genuine. He squeezes her hand, nodding. "I do love you," he assures her. "Sometimes it's just…"
"I know," she says softly. "It's a messy world out there, but at least we have each other."
"At least there's that."
She turns to face her father, and butterflies erupt within her stomach. Her father smiles, and it's just a little more reassurance that everything is going to be okay.
Maybe they don't have it all figured out. Maybe there will always be fears and insecurities that will make their path bumpy and rough, but it doesn't matter. They are in this together. For better or worse, they will face life side by side and battle their demons together.
The vows fall from her lips with ease, and she smiles. "I do."