A/N: Meow meow, not mine, meow meow, A/U, meow meow Sev's perspective meow. ((I'll be looking to get permission to add Bella's perspective to this, and when it's written, Roddy's will definitely be added.))
October 11, 1979
He stood bitterly under some ghastly topiary confections before which his best friend was about to marry his defective ex-girlfriend. If you can even call her that. She walked all over you for a year and you put up with it for Lucky's health.
His bones ached from the horrors of the previous night. He and Lucky had found Roddy almost dead in the woods, covered in unspeakable things. The poor man could hardly form words. He'd finally been forced to use Legilimency to see the things he wished, most sincerely, he'd never seen. He tried to force the thought back down. It would be bad form to vomit when he wasn't even the one getting married.
He smiled weakly at Roddy. The man giggled inanely and bounced on his toes in gleeful excitement. Good. He doesn't remember a thing. I hope the block holds until after this is all over... He'd had to do some fairly violent and destructive things inside Roddy's head to bring him back online for the wedding. And he'd be working constantly for the next week in order to pay for the silence of the Healers he'd borrowed from St. Mungo's.
Bella strutted proudly up the aisle, looking like she owned all she surveyed. He squinted, pretending to have gotten the sun in his eyes, as he held back the frustration he felt at this event. He'd walked to hell and back with Roddy, and the fool wanted to repay the favour so badly he was marrying the Wizarding World's most uncontrollable weapon of mass destruction. Roddy could keep her in check, most of the time, but it was that last tiny percentage that worried him... like the time she'd pinned her husband-to-be to his chair with a dart in the pants. That had been a disaster. But Roddy still stayed with her, and he was afraid he knew why.
The couple joined hands, and he laid his wand atop them. "Your vows, Bellatrix." His voice was ragged, and he hoped the wind covered the discrepancy. As she finished, a streamer of pink light wound around their hands.
He smiled sadly at Roddy, who was grinning foolishly at him. "Your vows, Rodolphus." He felt sick to his stomach as the words poured out of his friend. A second streamer joined the first, floating upward to hover in a heart above the newlyweds as they kissed.
Flash
Lucky had captured the classic image of the newlywed couple. Severus smiled a few moments longer as the couple proceeded back down the aisle between the rows of their guests. As the reception began, he fled deeper into the garden with a bottle of Old Ogden's.