Footnotes
Entry #21: September 7th
We only had two and a half months to plan the wedding, but that's how we wanted it and how given circumstances made it. Small, short and simple. With the war getting worse and worse each day we had to make some serious security measures so our guest could keep their heads on their shoulders.
"Good morning, how does it feel to know that these are your final hours as my boyfriend?" Emma asked flouncing into the kitchen. She smiled radiantly and kissed my check before sitting down next to me. I looked up from my Daily Prophet and smiled back.
"It's a little nerve wracking I won't lie, but I'm excited all the same," I replied as I folded the newspaper and placed it face down on the table. James came in the kitchen and gave his sister a big hug and served her breakfast before he sat down.
"I'm making sure you hardly have to lift a finger today," He told her. Emma jumped out of her chair absolutely beaming and gave him another hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks James!" Lily then joined the crowd and Emma's emotions did a one eighty as her eyes prickled with tears a little. James and I exchanged looks as the girls hugged it out and then got on with breakfast. Oddly enough breakfast was quite and as soon as the girls finished eating they went straight upstairs to go do Emma's hair.
"We should maybe get ready before everyone gets here," James said. I nodded in agreement. Emma and I had decided it was safest to get married at the house not only because it'd be safer but because Emma said her mum was married her too and she wanted to do the same. The Ministry of Magic covered us with some simple screening spells to make it look as though it was an average day at the Potter house. Getting ready didn't take too long and soon Remus and the others showed up to help James and I get everything set up for the ceremony. Then the guest began to arrive and I began to get nervous.
"Relax Padfoot, everything is going to be fine," James assured me giving me a pat on the back. I looked at my feet and took a deep breath.
"Of course it is…" I said shakily.
"Why are you so overwhelmed about this whole thing? You love Emma don't you?" James whispered to me as we stood by the alter waiting…just waiting…
"With all my heart, but you see, you sister has this habit of telling me 'no' every time I profess my undying love for her. So you can see why I'm afraid I'm going to end up at the altar all alone!" I snapped back. Before James could answer with a comeback Emma's cue music began to play. All heads whipped around as Emma stepped out of the house and walked down the aisle of flower petals. My jaw dropped open as the crowd awed at her. She was stunning, her dress the same one her mother wore, but it looked brand new, and shimmered as she walked, like she was walking on moonlight. I was so captivated I didn't even notice that the priest had begun to speak.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of this man and this woman in holy matrimony," He said in his deep voice. I was dreaming of our future together so much so that I almost forgot to say my vows.
"Emma, my beautiful Emmy, ever since the day I met you I had always been touched by how caring and compassionate you are. You thrive to make sure that others are alright, before you even take time to worry about yourself. Even before we starting dating I wanted to make it be my job to protect you and take care of you for a change. So from now on, I'm putting you first," I vowed. Lily and Tonks were in the front row crying. Emma smiled, but I saw a tiny tear in her eyes.
"Sirius," She began. She smiled and shook her head almost as if she were laughing to herself. "My dear sweet Sirius Roger Black, I can't even think of a moment when I haven't been in love with you. Your jokes always lift bad moods and make bad days a little brighter, your faith in other people is astonishing and your love for me is something I wish I hadn't taken for granted once. I say this because everything about you is perfect for me, in every little perfect way. You were always there when I needed someone to help me be strong, even when I didn't even have the strength in me. You always made me laugh at the right time; make me smile when I thought the world was going to end. My life without you would have been dreadfully empty, and I am never going back to that," Emma said, the tear that was threatening to escape rolled down her cheek and I gently wiped it away as more sniffled broke out in the audience.
"I take thee, Sirius Black, to be my lawfully wedded husband. Through the good times and in bad, through sickness and in health and till death do us part."
"And I do take thee Emma Potter to be my lawfully wedded wife. Through the good times and in bad, through sickness and in health and till death do us part," I copied. We then exchanged the rings and the priest said those magic words.
"I now pronounce you man and wife, you my kiss your bride." I pulled Emma to me, pulled up her veil, then tilted her back and kissed her. The crowd went wild.
At the reception we were greeted by both hugs and kisses from everyone and Emma and I both couldn't keep the smiles from being plastered to our faces. We had a small dance floor for people to dance on and most of us spent the entire night dancing and laughing till our sides spilt. When the night was over Lily, Remus, James, Emma, Tonks and I all collapsed on the couch completely exhausted.
"Good party guys, thanks for getting married," James joked panting. I laughed causing my side to hurt again but Emma didn't say anything. I glanced over at and had saw that she had fallen asleep, still in her wedding gown, her shoes in her hands. We all chuckled a little at the sight of it.
"Huh, talk about a party pooper," Remus said as I got up and gently pulled the shoes from her hand, and took the veil out of her hair.
"Looks like you won't be getting any of the wedding night action bud," James said winking and elbowing me. I gave him the finger and laughed before I picked Emma up and the bid the others good night. I laid Emma down on our bed and kissed her forehead.
"Goodnight and sleep tight Emma Black," I whispered before turning out the lights.