I'll be your shelter

I'll be your storm

I'll make you shiver

I'll keep you warm

Whatever weather

Baby I'm yours

Be your forever, be your fling

Baby I will be your everything

-Boys Like Girls Be Your Everything

Chapter 20: Two Is Better Than One

And there I was. Engaged at 17. If anybody would have told me when I was 11 and practically loathe the girl because of how she acted with Malfoy, that I would be engaged to Pansy Parkinson I would have laughed directly in their face.

But there I was standing with my supposed to be arch enemy and my best mate watching my now fiance be gawked over by my other best mate and my unofficial big sister.

After the shock and awe and congrats, we rushed over to Dumbledore and explained the situation. He seemed amused by the idea and agreed to officiate and wed us. We were to be married in a semi private ceremony with the Weasleys, Sirius, a few friends, and Narcissa Malfoy, who was more than happy to attend and was the only one that disagreed with the marriage contract among them. We needed her as a witness if Lucius and the Parkinsons didn't believe us.

The four days leading up to the wedding were a blur. A fun blur, but a blur nonetheless. As much as we just wanted something short and sweet, magical law didn't have quick civil marriages like in the muggle world so we had to have the actual wedding and reception. Unfortunately due to school, especially since N.E.W.T.S. were coming up, we couldn't honeymoon unless it was the weekend after and that wouldn't have worked because that was when we would letting the Parkinsons and Lucius know that their contract was null and void. Everything was to remain hush hush until then.

We got to shop for dress robes and things like that. Pansy got to get dresses for herself as well as Ginny (her maid of honor) Hermione and Daphne (her bridesmaids, she had cut ties with Milicent for helping Dean and Seamus with their plan) dresses and shoes.

Dumbledore planned an 'impromptu ball' for the 5th, 6th, and 7th years as our reception. If anyone asked why, it would be a fun event before Easter Break.

Pansy and I started slowly trying to adjust from being good friends to being engaged. It had felt a bit weird skipping a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship where we would learn each other. However, after a bit of awkward hand holding and hugs, eventually we found that we couldn't keep our hands off each other. I found myself missing her when she wasn't around and when she was, all I wanted to do was hold her. I would see her and I had to stop myself from snogging her senseless. I didn't know if she felt the same way, but there were times where whenever we did get some snogging time in, she seemed to stop herself before anything went further. We had to wait until the marriage night to have sex.

On the day of the wedding (which was held in the Room Of Requirement), I had Mrs. Weasley crying all over me as a mother should. She thought that my decision to marry Pansy was the most romantic thing she had ever heard in in her life, causing the standards for whatever thing Ron did for Hermione to be extremely high. Sirius, who was my groomsman as Ron was my best man, had agreed to stand in for my parents as well as Lupin, which really made me feel special as they were the only two that I had that had a connection with them.

Standing and waiting for everything to start was nerve wracking. Mrs. Weasley (bless her) was already tearing up and the twins were already taking the mickey from their seats. Ron and Sirius were also cracking jokes to try to make me lighten up, but I could help but be nervous.

After the wedding had started and everyone was down the aisle, it was Pansy's turn. And that's the moment when I found myself falling in love with her.

Since she didn't have her father there, Mr. Weasley was kind enough to step in and walk her down the aisle. She looked like an angel in her long white wedding dress that had a train that seemed to flow like waves flawlessly behind her as she walked. Her black hair was put into a bun with tiny white flowers intertwined in the stands of her hair. At first she looked nervously around, her eyes darting back and forth taking everything in. Then when her gorgeous eyes locked onto mine, she seemed to instantly calm down and start to smile that sweet shy smile she had given me when she had thanked me for helping pick up her books in 5th year. The same one she gave me when I attempted to make her smile on the train.

She approached the podium where I took her hand. She looked at me nervously through her veil.

"You look wonderful." I mouthed to her.

Her shy smile grew wider as she blushed and mouthed "Thank you."

After all the "I do's and kisses and all that (which may I say, I now kind of understand why women get all emotional at weddings, the kiss really was beautiful...I'm such a sappy git) we quickly changed out of our wedding dress robes and into regular dress robes. Pansy had on a very pretty white muggle sundress that hugged her in all the right places.

Pansy held my hand anxiously as we made our way to the great hall. I didn't know if it was because she was scared or if she was excited.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"It's just weird you know? I'm actually a wife. I'm no longer a Parkinson." said Pansy, her face emotionless.

"Pansy Potter." I said, now really hearing how it sounded coming from my mouth.

"I like it. Pansy Jacqueline Potter. Has a nice ring to it, don't you agree?" asked Pansy looking at me now smiling.

I felt myself blushing like a bloody prat. "Yeah. Sounds a lot better coming from your mouth." I said stopping to kiss her pretty lips.

We entered the hall where the ball was in full swing. It looked very different than it usually did. Though it was still daylight, the room looked like a spring night. Small twinkling lights meant to resemble fireflies danced around the room. Everything was green, yellow, baby blue, and white. The ceiling was bewitched to look like a star filled night sky. Dumbledore had really outdone himself.

There was a table filled with food with a huge 12 tiered cake in the middle decorated in baby blue and white edible flowers. It looked so good, I thought it a crime to actually cut it. Luckily Colin Creevy was snapping pictures of everything (as he did the wedding, one of the only Gryffindors besides Ginny, Hermione, and Ron that knew what this all was) so we would at least have a good memory of it.

We had to bewitch our rings for now so they wouldn't show until after we graduated. Dumbledore felt that none of the students needed to know that we were married outside the ones that already knew. So when we started to dance it just looked like me dancing with my date as opposed to our first dance as a married couple.

As we danced I couldn't help but feel like all of this was completely right. As if this was meant to happen. I didn't feel like my life was over marrying a girl on a whim. I felt like my life was just beginning with a girl that I was falling in love with more and more each minute.

I must have looked as if I was in deep thought because I didn't realize Pansy was trying to get my attention.

"Harry? Harry darling, are you here?" giggled Pansy snapping me out of my thoughts. "Are you okay? You looked like you had a lot on your mind."

"I was just thinking about you and all of this and how I'm actually very happy right now." I said not knowing how to voice my feelings without sounding like a sap.

Pansy blushed. "I'm thinking about tonight."

My eyes grew slightly big. I had completely forgotten about tonight and everything it entailed.

"Are you nervous?"

"Yes. Very much."

"We can wait you know. I don't want to rush you into it if you don't want to yet." I said kissing her on the forehead, getting a couple of disapproving looks from a few Slytherins and especially from Susan and her friends.

"That's the thing. I don't wanna wait. Not even a little bit." said Pansy seductively as her green/gray eyes looked into mine with wanting.

Her words and the way she said them started to wake up a beast that had been dormant for a long time. "Really now?"

"Mmhmm. If we didn't have to be here right now, I would say let's go." said Pansy winking at me.

"You're going to be the death of me aren't you woman?" I asked, my body starting to react. I was pretty sure she could feel me as close as we were.

Sure enough she looked down and then looked back up at me, a naughty smile crept up on her face. "From the feel of things, it just might be the other way around."