Tom held his breath as the fluttering in his stomach grew in intensity. He was more than sure that, in a few moments, he was going to lose what little breakfast he had managed to eat this morning, and he chastised himself for it. The planning was all done. The people were here. Now, all he had to do was walk down an aisle, listen to some minister talk for a while, then say a few words and sign a few papers. How hard was that? He was a well-know, well-performing, and charismatic wizard. He was Samuel Tom Gaunt, and he loved Harry James Potter with all his heart and soul. Merlin be damned if he was getting cold feet.

...except that maybe he was.

He felt like his stomach was flying off on a broom without him. He took a short intake of air and held onto the wooden door frame for stability. He seriously needed to get a grip. He loved this man. What was wrong with a wedding? He was used to speaking in public, and outings, and sharing his interests and opinions with others. What made this so different?

He was already a member of the Harry/Weasley/Lupin-Black/Scamander-Lovegood/Malfoy/Miscellaneous cluster of people who were practically family. He knew them all fairly well, and the few others that were in attendance were aurors or professors that Harry knew. He didn't feel embarrassed or regretful to be doing this. He wasn't even sure it was nerves. Tom did not feel the queasiness of uncertainty, or the hollowness of dread. No, there was a buzzing inside him, like excitement, and something else he could not place. Something like...like he had overlooked something. The thought almost knocked him off his feet. He had forgotten something. He had planned a lot of it, and checked over the rest of it, but there was a slight detail he had overlooked.

All those people were here for Harry. They would come in and sit on Harry's side of the semi-small church in Godric's Hollow. Who, then, would sit on his side?

Well, he lied. There was the hollowness of dread. He could feel it now. All the friends he had were Harry's, not his own. He was a lonely man who used to be evil. Merlin knows that he would be a lonely man who was still evil if it hadn't been for Harry. Why did Harry want to marry him? Sure, the sex was good, but beyond that...was Harry sure he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Tom?

"Hey," a small voice behind him soothed.

Tom turned to look at his son, his boy, Gemini, dressed in his tan colored tux with a shimmering white bow-tie. All at once, Tom's thoughts felt lighter.

"Hello, Sandy Locks," Tom mused with a soft smile, placing a gentle hand on the tan hair on Gemini's head.

Gemini chuckled softly. "Hello, Snake Eyes."

Tom gave a big grin. He was sure he'd never tire of any nickname Gemini gave him.

"Dad," Gemini said, his humor diminishing into a somber tone. "Are you alright?"

Tom's smile faded only slightly. If no one else sat on his side, at least he'd have Gemini, looking at him with such loving soft brown eyes. He was all he needed.

Well, him and Harry.

"I am fantastic, Gemini," Tom answered, a new pep to his words. "I just...was giving way to nerves. I hardly have any reason to be nervous."

Gemini nodded. "Alright. I just wanted to check on you before I sat down. Remember, don't get intimidated." Gemini's tan eyes turned a deep brown. "Don't over think. Watch out for any prank triggers we didn't catch, and above all else..." Gemini's eyes faded back to tan. "Don't forget that you love Mr. Pott..." he stopped a moment to correct himself, "...that you love Papa and I more than anything in the world. If you feel unsure, you can look to me in the front row or to him right beside you. Okay?"

Tom smiled, his heart large and warm in his chest. "Of course, Gem. Thank you."

Gemini smiled, stepping forward to place his arms around Tom. "First row," he reminded, "right behind where you'll stand."

With that, Gemini dropped his arms and left through the wooden doorway. Tom nodded. It was almost time. He should get to the entrance and wait for Harry.

He stepped out the door and walked down the hallway where he could see the decorated arch that led into the sanctuary of the church: white lilies were grouped together at the top in a large bouquet and colorful wildflowers adorned the sides like a scattered rainbow. They had talked about it and arranged for a florist witch to arrange it all, but seeing it now...it was breathtaking.

There was a gasp down the hallway and Tom took his eyes from the archway to see Harry at last. It was the first time they had seen each other since that morning, and he looked stunning. Black shoes with slim black pants that didn't make his thin legs look too skinny, but lean; a black coat with ruby red waistcoat, white dress shirt, and golden bow-tie. A white calla lily was pinned to his lapel. From beneath his black glasses, Harry's green eyes shone with disbelief and adoration.

Tom smirked and looked down at himself with an expression as if to say, "what? this old thing?"

Truly, he'd worked hard to put together an outfit for himself that he felt was the peak of who he was. That was the theme of their wedding, after all, rather than a color-scheme.

Tom wore black dress shoes and grey slim trousers with a white dress shirt, deep dusty-rose colored waistcoat, with a soft, medium green bow-tie. On his lapel, was an old, barely preserved rose, donated to him by Mrs. Weasley. It was the one she wore at her wedding, she told him. And it matched him just perfectly.

"Tom," Harry said softly, still overcome by amazement. "You are just...perfect."

Someone by the door nodded and the music began to play softly. Tom walked over into the archway, holding a hand out for Harry. When Harry grabbed his hand, their minds joined as well, sharing with one another the sensation of oneness they had grown attached to. Tom brought Harry's hand to his lips and ever-so-gently kissed it before wrapping his arm around Harry's and turning to look down the aisle.

His eyes widened and his mouth hung as he saw all the pews were brimming with people, even on his side. For a moment, he stopped in his tracks, heart soaring and head lost somewhere in the clouds of happiness.

His eyes scanned his side of the church, finally locking eyes with Gemini: a sea of tan and purple, love and excitement. His son gave him a gentle nod, and Tom took that first step forward.

The ceremony was beautiful after that. The priest was eloquent but concise in describing the importance of love and devotion to both God and each other. Tom felt himself tearing up when Harry was saying his vows, and he could feel the whirlwind of love in Harry's mind as Tom said his. They exchanged the rings—simple silver bands with an inscription of their names inside—and said "I do." Then they kissed, and it seemed like it was all over so fast. Everyone clapped and cheered as they made their way out to sign the papers. Their minds were buzzing and light, and above all else, happy.

A couple hours later, they were all sitting in the Great Hall at Hogwarts for the reception, students and wedding guests alike, all eating and being merry. The hall was loud but more joyous than the Potter children had ever seen it. House tables didn't matter, as everyone sat anywhere they pleased. It was a nice change, they thought, not having to worry about silly distinctions like that. They had many friends in other houses, especially in Ravenclaw House.

"Gem," Lily began at the end of their last conversation, "we got you a present."

Gemini's smiling face fell slightly to make way for his drawn in eyebrows and confused eyes. "A present? What for?"

"Well," James began, pulling a small box from his pocket and enlarging it to its normal size. "Of course, we wanted to celebrate Dad's marriage to Tom, but we also wanted to celebrate getting a new brother."

Albus picked up the present from James's hands and passed it to Lily across the table. Lily placed it in Gemini's lap beside her.

For a moment, Gemini simply stared at it. It had silver and red striped paper with a small red ribbon bow right on top that carried a tag that red, "To our newest brother." Delicately, he ran his fingers over the words on the tag, as if doing so would break the illusion. As he noticed the words were truly there, the smile returned to his face.

"Well?" Scorpious asked beside him. The words sounded a bit harsh, but Gemini knew now that he didn't mean any harm by it. "Are you going to open it?"

The call-to-action broke Gemini from his hesitation. He pulled off the ribbon and tore into the paper. Once the paper was off, he opened the plain white box underneath. Inside that was three chocolate frog boxes, all colored a bright, holographic silver and black instead of the usual purple and gold. In the top corner, he noticed the words "Limited Time Only" in bright red letters.

"Wow!" Gemini exclaimed. "Limited edition chocolate frogs? What's different about them?"

The Potter children smiled while their friends and family looked on curiously beside them.

"Open one and find out," said Lily with a smirk.

Gemini picked one out, setting the box down on the bench beside him. He had a bit of a collection of chocolate frogs, now: a Helga Hufflepuff, a Godric Gryffindor, an Albus Dumbledore, and two Flavious Belbys. Now, he could really add to his collection.

He opened the box and grabbed the frog as it jumped out. For good measure, he bit into its head before pulling out the card and setting the frog back inside.

In place of the normal purple and gold card, there was a black and silver one, though the outer pattern seemed to be the same. As Gemini turned over the card, he felt his breath pull in his chest.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle!" he yelled in surprise, flipping the card over immediately to read the rest. "1926 to 1998 and June 2019 to September 2019! Tom Marvolo Riddle studied at Hogwarts before growing into a hatred for muggles and heading off into the Dark Arts. He came to power as the evil dark wizard He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named and started the First Wizarding War in 1970. He was thought to be defeated by Harry James Potter for many years before he returned to power once more in 1994, beginning the Second Wizarding War. He was, once again, thought to be defeated in 1998 by Harry James Potter. He returned to life for a few months in 2019 to aid in the rise of the dark wizard Thomas Gamp, but switched his loyalties when Gamp attempted to murder him. He was essential in the final defeat of Gamp by bringing both Gamp and himself to their deaths by a fall off the Hogwarts Astronomy Tower."

Gemini's bright purple eyes were wide and bright as he reached for the next chocolate frog in the box, opening it with ease and getting the card out before the frog had even made it out of the box.

"Harry James Potter!" Gemini yelled, reading faster than his mouth could move. "1980 to present. Known as The Boy Who Lived for his defeat of He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named in 1981 and 1998. Also one of three wizards to bring the demise of Thomas Gamp in 2019. Now known simply as The Hero of the Wizarding World. Currently a professor at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry."

He pulled the last chocolate frog from the box and opened it, not bothering to catch it when it slipped past the opening and onto his lap. It sat quietly and patiently as he pulled out the card. While Gemini expected to see Thomas's blonde hair and long, creepy smiling face on the card, his lungs ceased to function as he turned it and found his own face staring back at him. The him on the card gave a shy smile and his hair and eyes changed color depending on what angle the card was at—blond with one-green-one-brown a little to the left, mousy brown and purple a little to the right, and white and yellow when tipped up.

"Gemini Gaunt," he read softly, barely comprehending it all. "2008-Present. The youngest of the three wizards to defeat the evil dark wizard Thomas Gamp, his father. Known to have extraordinarily powerful magic for his age. Currently a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

The Potter children smiled large. A crowd had gathered around them, now, all silently gaping at the new limited edition chocolate frog cards. The chatter in the room had died down significantly.

"I'm on a chocolate frog card!" Gemini exclaimed, then, coming to the realization that he was, truly, staring at a card with his face on it.

"Yeah, after the whole incident with Thomas, one of the evilest wizards of all time, the card people really wanted the heroes on the cards," Albus said. "And Uncle George knows one of the guys really well. He said he could get him a personal interview with Dad and in exchange, he asked for these three specific cards and permission to sell the limited edition frogs in his shop."

"So really, these cards are from Uncle George," said Lily, "but he gave them to us, so technically, they are from us."

"Wow..." Gemini's face fell into glee. "I'm on a chocolate frog card." He turned and hugged Lily, then looked across the table at James and Albus. "Thank you all so much. This is a wonderful gift."

The Potter children smiled.

"You deserve it, Gem," said James, extending an arm across the table to pat him on the back.

Gemini released Lily and stared around him at the people in the crowd. He knew every single one of them. Some where family. Some were practically family. Some were friends and classmates. But all of them knew him. All of them liked him. And most importantly, he liked himself. Chocolate frog card or not. (But the chocolate frog card thing was awesome, don't get him wrong.)

His purple eyes fell, then, on the head table where most of the professors were. Down the row, off to the right side of Headmistress Patil, were his dads. From here, he could see them looking at him lovingly, hands together with intertwined fingers. They were the first people he never doubted were his family. His dad (Tom) was the first official and legal family member he had. Now, with this marriage, not only was Harry his official, legal family, but everyone else that he had grown to know as family over the past few months. He could hardly believe that he was once a boy with no one.

From beside Harry, Ron rose and walked over to the Padma's seat, whispering something to her. With a smile, she nodded.

Ron, champagne flute in hand, walked over to the podium and clinked his glass. The sound magically grew louder until everyone was quiet and listening (which did not take long). He cleared his throat and pulled a piece of parchment from his tux pocket.

"This wouldn't quite be a reception without a best man speech, now would it?" Ron chuckled nervously. A few people laughed with him around the room before falling back into silence. "I've already given a speech at his first wedding about us meeting, an' all, so I'll stick to more recent events. I'll be honest with you all," Ron said, staring down at his parchment and reading, "I lost Harry for a while. When-"

The parchment in his hand went up in flames and was gone in an instant. Ron gave an unexpected yelp before looking back to Hermione, whose look of indignation told him that yes, she was responsible for it, but no, she wasn't sorry. She had spent no less than half an hour earlier telling him to not read straight from his notes page. Now, the notes page was gone. Ron's face grew a bit paler but seemed to fall back into the calm expression he had before.

"When...uh...when he lost his job as Head Auror, I saw that he was hurting. I knew that Harry's whole life was that job. It's who he was. But they gave it to me. I figured he'd want some space for a while. Then, he and my sister got a divorce and...and I thought that maybe he wanted space forever. I didn't notice that something wasn't right in what was going on because I didn't look. Hermione always tells me I can't see what's right in front of my nose, and she was right, as always. I didn't see that Harry shouldn't have been fired. I didn't see that he and Ginny were having problems. And I didn't see that Harry was going through a tough time. I apologize for that. That makes me not a very good friend."

Ron was quiet a moment before he continued, "I didn't see him for most of the year until we took the kids to King's Cross for school. Then I saw Harry and...I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to let the past get in the way, but things were...different. Now, I didn't see it, but Hermione told me she could tell that Harry was thin and paler than he had been before the divorce. There were dark circles under his eyes, like he hadn't been sleeping. But there was also excitement in his eyes when he saw his children. There was happiness in the tone of his voice when he told us that he had gotten the job of DADA professor at Hogwarts. He was on an upward turn after a rough summer, and I was thinking about how to avoid the subject of the auror office."

Ron turned to look at Harry.

"I'm really sorry I wasn't there with you, mate. But let me tell you, I had plenty of time to think about it all." He turned his attention back to the many people in the hall, sitting quietly, anxiously for his speech to continue.

"When Thomas kidnapped me and the other aurors, all I thought about day and night was Harry. Well, and my family. Harry is my family, whether he's married to my sister or not. I thought about him coming to rescue us at least once a day. I thought about him looking for me and how I long I would make it before I got back to Hermione and the kids. Mostly, I thought about how Harry would never have let his aurors be captured by anyone. I did everything in my power to be Harry Potter during that time. Eventually, Thomas got to me. For a long while, I just thought to myself about how I failed everyone, especially Harry. When I finally got back and woke up, that's all I told everyone. And all they told me back was that I had done exactly what Harry would have done, which was to fight until I couldn't fight anymore..." He gulped. '"The things that happened there changed me forever...but when I slept, I knew Harry was trying to reach us. And when I woke to see Hermione, I knew it was all Harry's doing. He gave himself to keep all the aurors safe. He went straight to Thomas to keep Hermione safe, and he even saved Janet, someone he hadn't even expected to need saving. He kept his children safe, and my children, all the students at Hogwarts. Time and time again, this man is selfless. It's astounding."

Ron took a moment to chuckle. "But I'm sure you all knew that stuff about Harry. What you don't know is how I first reacted when they told me." There were a few scattered chuckles from the crowd. "It seems everyone knew Tom before I did. Even Ginny had met him before I got to. Any way, I didn't quite take to Tom at first. He really likes the theory of Dark Arts more than I'm comfortable with, but over the past few months of knowing him, I've seen how happy he makes Harry. They're like two halves of each other. They can even communicate without speaking sometimes. If you're not careful, you'll only hear parts of the conversation while they carry it on without you." Quite a few more chuckles erupted from the listeners. "What I mean to say is that there is no one more deserving of happiness than Harry, and I think if Tom can give that to him, then they belong together." Ron raised his glass. "To Harry and Tom."

Everyone raised their glasses for a moment before placing them down to clap and cheer. After a moment, Ron added, "But Tom, if you hurt Harry...I have no qualms with going to Azkaban."

Ron's serious staring at Tom broke into a smile. The crowd laughed and clapped as Ron went back to his seat. Before he sat down, Harry stood and hugged him, eliciting a few "aw"s.

Ron sat and the chatter commenced. Another course appeared on the tables: dessert. Rather than having wedding cake (which Harry did not much care for), the tables were lined with candies and fruit. Before long, many of the candy platters and fruit bowls were sparse. From the far left table stood Mrs. Weasley, who made her way to the podium and clinked her champagne flute.

"It's time for another toast," she said, looking around, waiting for the chatter to quiet down once more. "First, I'd like to clear up some things. I've had many people ask me what role I was playing in this wedding, so let me explain. At the first wedding, I was the mother of the bride. At this wedding, I am the mother of both grooms, as well as the father of both grooms, and the maid of honor." The crowd chuckled. "Now that we have that settled, I can get on to the toast. I have invited many people into my home: my family members, friends of my children, even Tom Riddle when he and Harry had just rescued Hermione and Janet from Thomas. However, never in my life have I invited two men as caring and selfless as the ones who were married today: Harry and Tom." After a beat or two of silence, she joked, "That may sound like a compliment to them, but really, it's an insult to my own children." The crowd laughed as Mrs. Weasley smiled.

"Oh, I'm just teasing," she said, looking right at George, Percy, and Charlie, who sat at the table she came from. "You're all wonderful men, too." She chuckled. "I've had the sweetest blessing of many grandchildren, and each and every one of the have their own personalities. I was thankful that I once again got to invite another child into my home as well. Gemini. He's such a lovely thing. So helpful and considerate. It breaks my heart to think that before coming to Hogwarts, he had no family to call his own. And while I thought for sure that Harry would be the first one to show him what that really meant, I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was Tom who did so. Yes, Tom is a nice man, gentleman, who knows a lot about many things I've never had the audacity to study. But Tom is also a caring and loving father. In their more gentle moments, Tom and Gemini are grateful for one another. I've never heard either of them raise a voice at one another or argue. There is only love and understanding, which as a parent, I have to say I am jealous of. But nothing brings my heart more joy than knowing that my boy, Harry, will be in such care. Love is a true blessing." She raised her glass. "To Harry and Tom. May they forever care for each other."

Everyone raised their glasses to toast and set them down to clap as Mrs. Weasley went back to her seat.

Not long after, the reception was over. Although they had wanted to dance and party, the time was growing late, and there were still classes the next day. Instead, Harry and Tom met Gemini outside Ravenclaw tower to say goodnight.

Gemini's warm tan eyes stared up at them with love. "That was so much fun. I'm glad you two are together forever."

Tom smiled. "We are. All three of us. Together forever."

Tom and Gemini hugged for a moment, their breathing calm, even, and comfortable. When they broke apart, Gemini turned to Harry.

"I'll see you tomorrow in class," Gemini said.

Harry smirked. "Indeed you will," he said with a wink.

Gemini wrapped his arms around Harry suddenly, catching him off guard. After a moment, Harry hugged him back, a smile growing on his face.

Gemini let go, then, and bid them both good night. They watched him, hand in hand, as he turned and climbed the steps to Ravenclaw tower. Their hearts were light and still full from the happiness of the day's events.

"This has been the most perfect day," said Harry as they turned to head to their room near Gryffindor tower.

"It has," replied Tom. "And I know I'll have many more since I have you in my life."

Harry gave a soft, breathy laugh. "Forever," he said.

With a content sigh, Tom agreed. "Forever."