A/N: Finally we get to the nuptuals! Took me long enough but I know you guys loved all of the hot kinky sex to these two here.

I've marked this as complete though I'm fairly certain im going to include a honeymoon chapter.

Also if the latin translation is wrong don't blame me I used and online translator.

Hp. Hp.

Harry paced the room back and forth. His hair was even more unruly than normal as he swiped his hands though it for the hundredth time.

"Harry. Harry!" Hermione said trying to get his attention to calm him.

Ron stood off to the side hands in pocket about to laugh. "I was the same way our wedding night."

"What snapped you out of it?" Hermione asked.

"Harry finally resorted to throwing a bucket of cold water in my face. I had to calm down long enough to perform a drying spell before walking down the aisle." Ron said blushing.

"What? Wait. No throwing water!" Harry protested.

"Harry mate, you have to calm down you're going to start sweating if you keep pacing like that. Well, that's not attractive." Ron pointed out.

"Shit! I don't stink do I?" Harry asked looking panicked. He raised each arm smelling his pits.

"Harry. You smell fine. Calm down." Hermione insisted. Harry turned to look in the mirror for the hundredth time. He had polished his shoes so much they practically shined like glass. His black trousers were impeccably pressed, his double-breasted suit coat fit him perfectly and the gray vest was a lovely complement to his eyes.

"How do I look?" He asked Hermione's reflection over his shoulder in the mirror.

"Steampunk" She said after short consideration.

"Huh?" Harry asked.

"Never mind, you look hot. Now we need to go get seated. You better get your ass out there when its time." She said turning to leave.

"What if.." Harry started to ask as he pulled on Hermione's sleeve. "What if he doesn't show up? What do I do if he gets scared and does show?" At that moment he looked more scared than Neville during potions.

"Harry. He loves you. It took me a while to see it and to understand him. Well I still don't understand him, but I can tell he cares more for you than anyone he probably ever has before. "

Hp.

The quidditch pitch had been transformed into a wedding wonderland. The two men had wanted to keep the event small but had quickly found that would be impossible. If they had the wedding outside of Hogwarts they would have to deal with keeping the press way. Having it here at the school meant they were guarded from the public but it quickly got around to the staff that many students were planning to come regardless of whether or not they got an invite. At least this way the students could sit in the stands and watch the proceedings.

On the pitch itself were chairs along each side for close friends and family. A long red carpet ran down the center aisle. There were millions of flowers that ran long the benches, chairs and tables. It was done in the evening so that Harry and Severus would walk down the aisle just as the sun was setting. There were dozens of tiny lights fluttering the air above them like stars that had traveled towards earth just for this occasion.

Harry nearly lost his breath as he saw Severus standing at the end of the isle waiting for him. He had on a black velvet overcoat with gold buttons down the front. Underneath his shirt was the same gray matching Harry's vest. The sleeves ruffled out at the writs poking out from the coat. Harry smiled to himself think Severus had always been just a tab bit eccentric. Though, he was no Albus.

He hooked his arm into Severus as they walked down the aisle together. It wasn't until they reached the Warding priest that he realized he had not taken a breath since approaching the red carpet. "We are gathered here," the priest began. The man looked like merlin himself. "…in recognition of the love and bonding of these two souls." Harry and Severus turned to look at one another, taking their other's hands in their own. "Harry James Potter and Severus Tobias Snape do you each solemnly swear that both are of sound mind before proceeding."

"I do." The two men answered in unison.

"Each has prepared their vows for this evening. Harry you may go first." The priest instructed.

Harry started to speak but nothing came out. The sound seemed to get caught in his throat. After the third try he finally succeeded. "Severus Snape. You are a stubborn and demanding and dramatic as all hell…" Harry started. He smiled as he heard the gasp in the room.

A flash a fear flutter across Severus's face. Surely Harry had not gone through all of this. Had not accepted him so openly only to humiliate him at the aisle? Harry reached up to stroke a reassuring hand across the man's cheek. "Which is exactly why I love you with every ounce and fiber of by being. You push me to be stronger and better than I ever could be without you. You're painfully honest when others would only tell me what they think I want to hear. That is, when you open yourself up to me. I know you as no one else will ever know you. As much as you would deny it to anyone here, I know you to be kind and generous, and loving and protective and one sexy bastard." Harry said with a smirk as Severus's eyes widened. "I vow to spend eternity as your husband and bond mate. Me cum clamávero ad datum deae Demara dimidium spiritus tuus in tribus mensibus tempus."

Ron leaned over and whispered to Hermione. "What does that mean?"

"Its latin. It means 'I call upon the goddess Demara to gift me with half of your spirit in three months time." She responded.

"Right. What does that mean?" Ron asked.

"It's a spell. He's calling upon the fertility goddess Demara to give him the ability to carry Severus's child." She said with a huge smile. Ron didn't respond but looked on with mouth agape.

"Your vows Severus" The priest instructed.

"Harry Potter. You're stubbornness nearly rivals my own. Your hero complex astounds me not nearly as much as your heart which is larger than the late Dumbledore himself. You drive me utterly insane but because of that you keep my life from being anything but dull. I don't know, nor will I ever fully understand why out of the millions out there you chose me. However, for this I am eternally grateful." He pulled harry closed to him, clutching their hands to his heart.

"You have made me feel a heart beating in my chest that I would have sworn was long dead. I would be honored to be your husband and bond mate. Invoco deae Demara ut vobis animus mei pars est tribus mensibus in tempore.

Ron leaned over again. "Translation?"

"I call upon the goddess Demara so that I may give you a part of my spirit in three months' time." Hermione responded. Ron was going to ask another question but before he could he heard a gasp from the crowd. He looked back at the couple to see two mists circling Harry. One was pink, the other blue and sparked as though infused with glitter.

"What is that?" Ron managed to ask.

"Demara giving her blessing." Hermione whispered in awe. Almost jealous of the two.

"By the power vested in me, with the ministry's blessing I now pronounce you bond mates." The crowd roared in applause and cat calls as Harry and Severus smashed their mouths together and held on to each other as their life depended on it.