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(a/n: The third chapter!

Again, it's in third person, not from anyone's point of view...

I listened to 'Beautiful in my eyes' by Joshua Kadison on repeat for this chapter. Hence the mushiness...

Read on, oh faithful ones!

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"You don't need to cry, Mother!" Lily said, smiling at her mother brightly. "I'm just getting married, not dying!"

"I'm not crying because I'm upset, Lily-love," Ginny countered, smiling at her through watery eyes. "I'm happy for you, and I can't believe how beautiful you look," she said, looking at her daughter's wedding dress.

"I can," Ron said immediately, grinning at his niece.

"I can't believe our favourite niece is getting married!" Fred cried to George, who sobbed in response, both of them laughing within seconds.

"I can't believe Lukus let you be the best men," Ginny muttered, shaking her head.

Fred and George just laughed and hugged their sister.

"You're the most beautiful mother of the bride there ever was, Gin-bug," they said, laughing.

"Oh, both of you shut up!" Ginny muttered with a glare.

Her hair was starting to streak grey and everyone kept feeling the need to say how nice she looked, no matter if she did or not. At first it had been nice, but now it was simply becoming a sore reminder of how old she was becoming.

There was a knock at the door, and in seconds, Fred and George had left to do their duty for the day.

"I hope they didn't do anything to the rings," Ginny murmured, her face wrinkling with worry.

Lily laughed softly, winking at her mother.

"I threatened them with the Bat Bogey Hex, so the rings will be fine," Lily said.

"You're just like your mother," Ron muttered, making Lily laugh again.

"I'm very proud to be," she said seriously.

Tears came to Ginny's eyes once more and she hastily wiped them away before Lily could see. Careful not to stain or crease the dress, Ginny hugged her daughter tightly.

"I love you, Lily-love," she whispered.

"Time to go, Lily-love," Ron said with a smile, offering her his arm.

Ginny nodded at them to go, saying that she'd be out in a moment. With a curt nod, Ron guided Lily out of the room.

"Our girl's all grown up now, Harry," Ginny said softly. "Watch over her and make sure she's happy," she whispered.

"Mum?" Lily said, coming back into the room.

"You should be walking down the aisle, young lady," Ginny admonished, smiling slightly as she left with Lily.

"I won't do it if you're not happy about it, Mum," Lily said suddenly.

"Don't be ridiculous, Lily-love! Why wouldn't I be happy about it?" Ginny asked.

Lily's face filled with relief and she smiled, hugging her mother.

"You just seemed sad," Lily said softly.

"Your father would have been so proud of you. I wish he could have been here," Ginny said in a quiet tone, not wanting to ruin her daughter's day.

"He is here, Mummy," Lily said, referring to Ginny by the first name she'd ever called her.

Lily touched Ginny's heart, then hear forehead.

"He always will be here, in your heart and in your mind," Lily said softly, smiling at her.

A slight cough interrupted the tears that were threatening to flow, and Ginny looked at Ron. His eyes were filled with tears too, but he had a duty to do, and they were gone in seconds.

"Ready?" he asked Lily.

With a loving smile at her mother, Lily turned to her Uncle, kissed him on the cheek and nodded.

Ginny put the veil over Lily's face, then went to her seat. The music started and Ginny watched as Ron gave Lily away, and her daughter became Lily Malfoy.

Before Lukus could lift the veil, the wind blew around Lily and her veil flew back of its own accord. In that moment, Ginny felt Harry beside her.

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The reception was held at Malfoy Manor.

Lily danced with her husband, her eyes filled with joy. She accepted a dance from Draco, but looked over to her mother for most of the dance, who was sitting at a table by herself, watching her with a smile.

"I will dance with your mother if it will get you to smile once more," Draco offered, smiling when Lily looked to him, flushing slightly with guilt. "My son would never forgive me if I let his darling wife be sad," he added.

"Thank you, Mr. Malfoy," Lily said quietly.

"My name is Draco," he replied with an eyebrow raised.

"Thank you, Draco," Lily said, smiling at him.

"Perhaps one of your Uncles would like to dance with you now," Draco suggested, giving her hand to Charlie.

With a nod to Draco, Charlie swept Lily around the floor, making her laugh with a few choice words.

"Would you care to dance?" Draco asked, looking at Ginny.

Hearing a voice addressing her, Ginny took her eyes away from her daughter's laughing form.

"I am content, thank you, Draco," Ginny replied, looking back at Lily.

"Your daughter does not seem to think so," Draco pointed out.

When Ginny glared up at him, Draco simply offered her his hand. Looking at Lily once more, Ginny took his hand and allowed him to guide her onto the ballroom floor.

"I wonder what Harry would have thought of his daughter marrying my son," Draco murmured, watching as Lukus danced with Lily once more.

"He would have been proud of Lily for making a decision based on her own feelings, and for choosing someone who seems to treat her the way she deserves," Ginny replied, confident.

"You think my son would not treat her right?" Draco asked sharply.

"I did not say that," Ginny replied. "What would your wife have thought; your son marrying my daughter?" she asked, referring to his own deceased partner.

"She would have been proud that he chose someone that made him happy, and who loved him for more than just his money," Draco said.

"You think my daughter would marry for money?" Ginny asked, taunting him with a smile.

"I did not say that," Draco replied, laughter in his eyes as he mocked her in a friendly manner.

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(a/n: end of the third chapter. Hope you enjoyed it!)

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