Alright, first off: Happy New Year! Yay 2016 and all that jazz.

Second, so sorry for now getting anything else out sooner. Holidays were crazy, but that shouldn't be my go-to excuse. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Knock-knock-knock!

Petunia Dursley hurried to the door, gently pushing the toddler to the side with her foot. "Please move, Duddikins. Mummy needs to answer the door."

The chubby boy toddled away, and she swung open the door. A slightly ragged-looking man with greyish-brown hair and a strange robe stood before her. "Erm, may I help you?"

The man smiled, glancing at the number on the side of the house. "This is the Dursley's residence, correct?"

Petunia nodded. "Yes, but I'm afraid Vernon isn't home at the moment…"

The man waved his hand. "Oh, that's alright. I don't need to speak to him. I'm here to see you, Petunia."

She blinked, brow furrowing. "Me? Whatever for?"

He reached into an inside pocket of his robe, and Petunia's heart skipped a beat when she noticed the wand-like object. She was just about to close the door, but he pulled out a piece of paper.

"Ah, here it is!" He smiled, his soft blue eyes full of assurance. "I am here to personally invite you to Lily Potter's wedding."

"L- Lily?" A cold feeling settled in her stomach. "And are you… one of her kind?"

The man cocked his head to the side for a moment. "One of her… oh." He nodded. "If you mean, am I a wizard, then yes." He held out his hand. "Remus Lupin. I'm sorry, I should have introduced myself first."

Petunia stepped back, the feeling growing stronger. "Um, er…" She shook her head. "She's… getting married? Again?"

Remus nodded. "Surely you heard, her first husband, James Potter, was killed last year. It was terribly tragic for everyone."

"Well, yes, I think I heard something like that…" She managed.

Remus put a gentle hand on her shoulder. "But this is no time for mourning. No, it's a time of celebration! Lily has found another who will love her and keep her safe."

"And the man she's marrying now… Is he a wizard, as well?"

"Yes. I think you may know him, actually." Remus handed her the paper, which featured a strange moving picture of her sister smiling and laughing, her arms wrapped around a man who looked eerily familiar.

"Why, that looks like…" Her eyes drifted down the page to the banner, which read:

Petunia Dursley, Muggle sister to the bride, is formally invited to the union between Lily Potter and Severus Snape…

She didn't bother reading any further. Her eyes widened in shock. "That's- that's-"

Remus smiled at the picture, which was waving up at the pair. "They look so happy together. I'm glad they made this decision."

Petunia stared at the invitation for a moment longer, then folded it and slipped it into her apron pocket. "I… I'll have to… to think about it," She stuttered. Remus nodded.

"I understand." He handed her a white quill pen. "If you'll just write your response at the bottom of the invitation, it'll be sent to Lily straightaway."

She shakily nodded. "Yes, well, thank you." Remus stepped back, and she closed the door.

"I'll… think…" She said softly, pulling out the invitation once more. Lily was blowing kisses towards her, and Severus was laughing.

"She does look happy…"

"Achoo! Damn Muggle illness!"

Remus entered the room from which the exclamation had come. "Sirius? You alright?" He was still adjusting his tie when he caught sight of his friend sitting on the edge of his bed. "Oh, Merlin…"

"I feel awful, Moony," Sirius whined. His eyes were red and watery, a sulking expression clear on his face.

"So it finally caught up with you, eh?"

"This isn't funny!" Sirius said, pulling the blankets around him. "It's the wedding day and I'm drippier than a leaky cauldron!" He paused, a tiny smile forming. "Heh. Leaky Cauldron."

Remus sighed. "Well, you've got to show up, awful or not. Give me your hand, I'll help you get dressed."

Sirius reluctantly stood on shaky legs, and a few sticky minutes later was dressed in his best. "Thanks, Muh- Muh- achoo!" He sniffed. "Moony."

"No problem," He replied. After all, it wasn't the first time he'd assisted an incapacitated Animagus to get into his clothes.

"Lily's already down there, waiting for us."

"And Severus? Achoo!"

"He's downstairs in the kitchen, being a nervous wreck."

"Hm. I think we'd better go take care of that first, eh?"

"Oi, Sev!"

Severus paused in his pacing to acknowledge the two Marauders entering the room. "Oh. Good morning."

"Yeah, it is! You're bloody getting married!" Sirius grinned, then hacked into the sleeve of his robe. "Merlin, this isn't gonna be black by the end of the day," He murmured.

Severus shakily smiled. "Yeah. Married. To Lily. In an hour." He smile faded, a look of panic replacing it. Remus put an arm around his shoulders.

"Hey, calm down. It's going to be fine."

"Fine?" He laughed. "Sure. It's not as if half the people we invited didn't bother replying because I was a Death Eater. And now Lily's going to be upset that no one showed up."

"I'm showing up! Sirius and Harry are showing up!" Remus smiled. "Dumbledore will definitely come, and I'm sure the Tonks' will be there. Weasleys for sure, you know how they love Lily."

"And hate me."

"Okay, come off it!" Sirius exclaimed suddenly. "If Lily doesn't care, then nobody else's opinions should matter. She's done everything to make this day perfect, and you're scared because a few guests don't like you? Sod them. You love Lily, don't you?"

"Yes," He answered immediately. "More than anything."

"And that's why you're doing this, right? So be happy, alright? By tonight you'll be Mr. Severus Evans, and everything will be peachy-perfect for the rest of your lives!"

"The only thing you can do to ruin Lily's day is not being as happy as you can be," Remus assured him.

Severus was silent for a moment. "A- alright. You're right. I should be happy, not scared."

"Damn right!" Sirius quipped, patting him firmly on the back. "Now let's get going. You can't be late!"