Yeah, it was meant as a one-shot but, I think I'll add another Drabble onto the end, perhaps some from the alternate point of view later down the road? In a chapel maybe?
I wish he would stop attempting to fix my tie. He had been a nuisance since I met him, why did I ever think to invite him to my wedding? Why did I think to have a wedding? Oh how cruel this day was. I had no friends and the person I was marrying had plenty- almost all of whom were my enemies. Even so, I don't deserve Lupin. He is too beautiful, too honest. It was a chance meeting anyways…
We both happened to be at the leaky cauldron, Tom told Lupin he only had one room left as I walked up to the counter. He looked at me and smiled and asked if I was here to stay too and I sneered at him and told him that since there were no rooms, I couldn't. Then, by some magic of Merlin, Tom said the room had two beds. How funny that we only needed one. Lupin smiled and said that he would be willing to share if I wasn't afraid of the big-bad-wolf. Well, I think I have proven that I'm not. That night was sweet, the morning awkward and after ten years I'd finally proposed. Now, eleven years from that day in the leaky cauldron, I was getting married. To a male. To a male Gryffindor. To a male Gryffindor that was a Werewolf. To Lupin. I thought I didn't deserve him… No, I knew I didn't deserve him. My father would have killed me on sight. My real father that is. The one I had here was a stand-in but much better than the real thing. Though, I would never call him father to his face, or to anyone else's. He was there bumbling about like a normal father would, and getting in the way. Finally something had to be said.
"Albus, please, sit down" I said. He was slightly shocked but sat, like I asked.
After a while, the ceremony was about to start and I went to stand up at the front of the chapel. I was so nervous in my black formal robes and silver silk tie. Then the music started and everyone stood-up and turned to face the chapel doors. Above them was a beautiful glass-mosaic of a rose. The doors opened and it was a film moment as bright light surrounded the man I loved. He was wearing a dress, a beautiful silk dress all in beautiful white. The dress was cut like a summer gown on the top with a low neck and no sleeves but it came down to his ankles and trailed behind him in a white train that had lilies strewn over it. his veil had emeralds sparkled throughout to match my tie-pin, cufflinks and flower, the headdress was made of fine silver-colored webbing which covered his short honey-colored hair and trailed into silver-coloerd netting down his back. His bouquet was made of midnight-red roses, the same strange green flower that I had in my nosegay and little lilies everywhere. It took him years to get up to the steps and every second took more of my breath away. I could not ask for more. He was perfection in an abused shell.
After the priest took my gaze off of him the ceremony went more quickly. Before I knew it, I was pulling back the emerald-gauze veil and smiling into his golden eyes. Our kiss was quick and short but still so beautiful. I think that no matter what happens from here on out, I will be happy and never sink to the creature that I was once, so long ago. I know that I must have done some good because I know that I could not have received such treatment other-wise. I love Lupin.