"Bye, honey. I'll call twice a day!" Lily told James as she picked up her bags and got into the taxi that was destined for London. "I love you." She said, kissing him on the cheek. "Take good care of him, Sirius!"

By the second lonely day without Lily, James had found six little notes from her. Some were doodles, little hearts or even some poems written in very minute writing. He often smelled the sweet perfume lingering from room to room. Truly, he missed her. Lily, on the other hand, almost had a harder time coping with her withdrawal from James. Everyday, she went to the bridal shop, trying to find the perfect dress that James would love. Finally, on the third night, James' mother came to the door holding a black bag.

"Lily, there's someone here for you!" Tanya declared. Lily looked nervous but when she saw Mrs. Potter's face, hers instantly lit up.

"What have you got there?!" she inquired.

"Why don't you find out yourself?" The aged woman teased as she handed the bag to Lily. She laid it down on the kitchen table and unzipped the mysterious bag. As she pulled the contents out, her curiosity turned to amazement. Inside was the perfect wedding dress. It was white with laced sleeves and an absolutely beautiful train. There was a sparking diamond heart sitting atop the place where her navel would be, had she been wearing it.

"There's a veil as well," Mrs. Potter pulled a simple crinoline veil attached to a hair clip. "Try it on." Lily did as she was told and came down the stairs waiting for their opinions.

"I'm speechless. You look stunning!"

"You look absolutely amazing!"

"Do you think he'll like it?"

"Honey," Tanya started. "If he doesn't think it looks fascinating on you, the man is either blind or stupid." Lily chuckled and toppled back up the stairs to change.

"James! Wake up! Today's our day!" James feebly opened his eyes to see Sirius and Remus standing over him.

"What day is it today?"

"November 28th, mate! Today's the day!" Just then, the phone rang. James sprung out of bed, nearly thwacking Remus in the nose.

"Hello?"

"James? Is that you? You sound sick. Are you alright?"
"Yes and yes. I was just about to call you."

"I just wanted to say that I love you…"

"Love you too, Lilybell. See you at the strike of two."

"Two o'clock and no later!"

"Bye, love."

"Bye."

"Who was that, Jamesypoo?" Sirius asked as James hung up.

"Lily."

"Oh, well, mate; it's already ten so you should probably get yourself in grar if you wanna make it to that wedding by two."

"Tanya, would you get a move on! We have to be at the bloody hairdresser's in five minutes!" Tanya dashed down the stairs and jumped into the cab. By one thirty, James and Lily were already at the hall. James was pacing, as Lily, in the next room, searched for something old, new, borrowed and blue. Her blue "something" was a blue charm bracelet from Tanya and her old "something" was an emerald necklace from Mrs. Potter. Then, inside a Sunday School play trunk was a pair of lace gloves that barely fit her, her borrowed "something". Then she realized what her new "something" would be.

The bells rang and the music started. This was a point of no return. Now was her time. Her walk from the church doors to the altar felt like an eternity. When she finally got there, James started at her in astonishment.

"What's your new thing?" James mouthed. Lily gave him a certain look as if to say "What do you think?" James lifted his eyebrow, and then it hit him. Underwear.

The ceremony went quicker than expected and they had kissed to seal the deal. As they left the church, to Lily's surprise, her mother had arrived. She didn't look enthused but she had two guests with her, Petunia and a plump mad with a fat neck and a large moustache. He made her think of a very large plum. Albus was there as well, along with many other people from the Order.

To Lily, her favorite part of the wedding was here her, now mother-in-law, told stories of James and when she made a short speech about Lily. They danced the night away. At about midnight, Petunia and her mystery man came up to Lily.

"Good night, we should be leaving," Petunia said without making eye contact.

"Wait, Petunia! You haven't introduced me to this lovely man of yours!"

"Oh, alright. If I must. This is Vernon Durlsey, my husband." She said in a bland tone. "We are expecting our first child in April,"

"Well, congratulations! It was a pleasure meeting you, Vernon,"

"The pleasure was all mine," he replied politely.

Lily searched the crowd for James. She spotted him at the bar.

"You gotta lay off them drinks, mate." She heard him say to Sirius. He was obviously struggling to keep the full grown man from falling over.

"James lets go home."

"What about-"

"I mean let's go home and take Sirius with us,"

"Oh. Alright." Lily stumbled through the crowd. She reached for the microphone.

"The bride and the groom are heading home for the night. We have a bit of a drive to get back to Godric's Hallow. We'll be here at ten o'clock tomorrow to open gifts and then we plan for an early honeymoon at two o'clock tomorrow. We'll be back on the second of December! I love you all and drive home safely!" With that, she stepped down and left, carrying Sirius with her.

"Um… Lily, he's passed out."

"Lovely. Just lay him in the back seat."

"Are you driving? You had better because I've had a few drinks tonight. No one wants to be in the hospital on their wedding night."

"Oh, alright."

They had been driving for a few minutes when James spoke up.

"You know, I thought about turning back. You know, running? You can't expect me not to think it." He added when he saw the pained expression on Lily's face. "But then, I thought about waking up every day and seeing those stunning green eyes and your beautiful face every morning."

"That's beautiful but your sob story doesn't match mine."

"What's yours then?"

"Oh, you don't want to know…"
"Yes, I do! Then I can compare who's story really is better," He winked.

"I'll end up boring you but, it's your choice. My sob story is that I get to be fat, moody and exhausted for the next nine months." James paused, staring blankly at Lily. His mouth hung open. Lily hit his jaw so his mouth closed. "You don't want to catch flies now…"

"You're… you… I'm… since when?!" he finally blurted out.

"Since the first day I spent with Tanya. We went to St. Mungo's because we thought I had the flu, so a medi-wizard checked me over and gave me the news."

"So, how long has it been?"

"A week."

"A week?!" he cried. "This is going to be the longest nine months of my life." But James was, in fact, wrong.

It was the fourth month already and James couldn't believe where the time had gone. So much had happened. On January sixteenth, Dorcas Meadowes was killed by death eaters, and on February the fifth, Edgar Bones, the aurorer from the ministry, was murdered along with is family. Lily's sister was about to have her first child and they'd had three Order meetings.

Around the end of March, they were preparing to have one of their monthly suppers with a neighbor.

"James! The Cardinales are coming for supper tonight!" Lily called up the stairs. The Cardinales were a large family down the street equivalent to a baseball team. In other words, they had seven kids. Lily prepared a very large supper with a complete five courses. By the end, it was late and most of the kids were tired.

"Bye Mr. Potter! Thank you!" one of the kids called out.

"Hey! What about Mrs. Potter?" Lily teased.

"Thanks, Mrs. Potter!"

"That's alright, Lilybell," James said after they left. "That just means kids don't like you," he chuckled. His pregnant wife hit him in the back of the head.