ONE MONTH LATER
Harry stood at the front of his friends and family. He glanced nervously behind him. Sirius was standing there, with Ron and Shane. They were all wearing huge smiles. Harry wished he could smile, but he couldn't...he was too nervous. Harry shook his head and turned to face forward. He looked around. They were set up in a beautiful gardens. Flowers as far as the eye could see. Roses, lilacs, petunias, tulips and lilies. Harry smiled a weak smile. Lilies... He felt a jolt a realized what he was doing. Harry was getting married. It was his wedding day! It had only been a month ago that Harry had been lying on a bed, realizing that he had a broken back, and now, he was fine and he was getting married! Magical pills and injections had fully repaired Harry's back and he was quite pleased. He wanted this day to be perfect. Harry looked around once more. They were all standing beneath a small white archway. Ivy wove in and out of the trelace. There was a red carpet running down the aisle, in between the two sections of chair. Harry took a quivering breath as music started to play gently and all heads turned to the large tent that was set up. The white flaps opened and out stepped Christy. Harry smiled. The little girl was wearing white robes. The whole wedding was magical. Christy smiled brightly as she slowly made her way down the carpet, scattering flower petals. Harry chuckled softly as the little girl came to the end of the carpet and took her spot on the opposite side of the men. She smiled at Harry, who smiled back. More people began to come down the aisle. Hermione gracefully made her way down the aisle, wearing floor length lavendar robes. She smiled at Harry before taking her place with Christy. Next, was Anna. She was wearing the same robes as Hermione and flashed Shane a smile as she stood beside Hermione. Lavendar was last. After a moment, she was with her friends at the alter. All the guests suddenly stood as the music changed to the ever so familiar 'Here Comes the Bride'. Harry felt a nervous shiver run through his body. Was he ready to get married?
A small gasp escaped Harry's mouth as Meagan appeared. She was on the arm of her Uncle and dressed in magnificent white robes. A veil was fixed into her hair and hung over her face, but Harry could still see the tears as his soon to be wife slowly made her way down the aisle. Meagan's every movement caught the attention of every person in the room. Slowly, she came closer to Harry. Things had been a little rough the past month, but they had pulled through. They had an iron clad relationship and that was when Harry realized that he was. He was ready to get married. He smiled broadly as Meagan kissed her Uncle's cheek through the vale and was handed off to Harry. He took her hand and removed the veil from her face, letting it fall back. There was the scrape of chairs as everyone took their seats once again. Harry and Meagan turned to face each other. Meagan had tears streaming down her face.
"Dearly beloved..." The minister began. Harry smiled at Meagan and mouthed three simple words as the minister began.
'I love you.'
Meagan smiled and mouthed the words back to Harry.
'I love you.'
They turned their attention back to the minister.
"...and so, now I ask that Harry and Meagan join hands so the traditional joining may progress." He said loudly. Everyone watched as Harry and Meagan pressed their hands against the other's. They had practiced this, but never gone the whole way. The minister was handed a small length of gold rope. He held it over his head for everyone to see.
"This rope represents trust and truth." He said loudly. Everyone watched as the rope was tied around Harry's right wrist and Meagan's left, were bound together. The minister held up another length of rope.
"This rope represents the love and tranquility that Harry and Meagan will bring one another." He explained. With this, he reached underneath their arms and tied Harry's left wrist and Meagan's right wrist together. Everyone was eerily quiet.
"I now ask Harry and Meagan to repeat after me." The minister said loudly. Harry felt a lump develop in his throat as he prepared for the vows.
"Meagan, I need you to repeat after me." The minister said quietly. Meagan nodded.
"I Meagan take you Harry to be my lawfully wedded husband…" The minister said quietly.
"I Meagan take you Harry to be my lawfully wedded husband..." Meagan said shakily.
"…To have and to hold from this day forward." The minister continued.
"…To have and to hold from this day forward." Meagan repeated with a grin.
"I promise to love, honor and cherish you…" The minister said slowly.
"I promise to love, honor and cherish you…" Meagan continued steadily.
"…For better or for worse, for richer of for poorer, in sickness and in health." The minister said with a smile.
"…For better or for worse, for richer of for poorer, in sickness and in health" Meagan repeated.
The minister smiled and turned to Harry.
"Harry, please repeat after me." The minister said softly. Harry nodded.
"I Harry take you Meagan to be my lawfully wedded wife…" The minister said in a very quiet tone.
"I Harry take you Meagan to be my lawfully wedded wife..." Harry repeated as his voice quivered.
"…To have and to hold from this day forward." The minister continued.
"…To have and to hold from this day forward." Harry repeated said with a million dollar smile.
"I promise to love, honor and cherish you…" The minister added quietly.
"I promise to love, honor and cherish you…" Harry said as his eyes started to sting.
"…For better or for worse, for richer of for poorer, in sickness and in health." The minister said softly.
"…For better or for worse, for richer of for poorer, in sickness and in health." Harry finished as he felt a lump develop in his throat.
There was a great flash of gold light and the cords that bound Harry and Meagan together, flew off. Harry smiled as he and Meagan were engulfed in a swirl of gold sparkles. After a moment, the golden light died down and the sparkles disappeared. Harry and Meagan were both smiling as they looked at their left hands. Silver bands were on their wedding fingers. Harry grinned. They were joined at the heart now...they were joined at the soul. The minister smiled.
"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride." He chuckled. Harry smiled and wrapped his arms around Meagan's waist. There was an explosion of cheers and clapping as the two shared their first kiss as husband and wife. Harry smiled as they separated; his forehead pressed against Meagan's. They were married now and Harry was about to begin his new life. He didn't know what was coming; all he knew was that he wouldn't be alone.
The End
Well that's it, the end of the story. The author of this story never wrote a sequal so there won't be a sequal, unless someone else decides to write one. I hope you enjoyed the story as I did when I read it.