A/N: Hey all! I know it's been awhile, but I had to make sure this was perfectly perfect before posting it. It's also due to the fact that I have been very very very busy. But no one likes excuses.

I debated on whether or not to post this as another chapter, or as a new story, but I decided to post it as a new chapter. Like an epilogue. So that's what it's called. "The Epilogue".

1 year later

"ALICE!" Alice Longbottom was having a very stressed day. After forgiving Lily for not running in the rain with her last year, she had gone and eloped with her boyfriend of two years - Frank Longbottom - causing hers and Lily's friendship to fall even closer apart, until, for a while, they hadn't even talked regularly. So when Lily had asked her to be her bridesmaid, Alice couldn't have been more excited for her friend, saying "Yes!" almost immediately.

Alice regretted that now.

"HELP!" So as Lily began screaming again, Alice ran though the crowded pre-wedding hustle and bustle before coming onto the tent that they were using as the bride's room.

"She just had to want an outside wedding in the middle of November, didn't she . . ." Alice grumbled softly to herself before opening the tent-flap so she could help her best friend with whatever calamity was happening to her now.

"Alice! Thank Merlin! I can't get my dress up!"

Alice laughed a little before helping Lily pull the rest of her dress up, snapping some of the buttons back into place in the process.

"How's the weather?" Lily asked frantically.

A bride asking that question about 10 minutes 'till her wedding would've shocked most people, but fortunately for us, Alice knew what Lily was talking about, and why she was worried. "It's still cloudy, but there's been no sighting of rain," Alice replied, snapping more of the buttons into place.

You see, the problem with outdoor weddings in the middle of November, is that there is a very high chance of rain, and unfortunately for our bride, that was what the weather forecaster had predicted for this day.

"Oh good," Lily said, breathing a sigh of relief. Her day had been one hectic nightmare so far, and Lily didn't know if she could handle anything else. She had been woken up at 2 in the morning by a very drunk Sirius saying that she should have married him instead- then she was woken up at 4:27 by a very frantic September Polk, (her other best friend) informing her that it was going to rain today, causing her to jump out of bed and rush down to September's house - only to find her best friend asleep already. Lily had then apparated back to her house and fell asleep, but in a rush to get some beauty sleep so she wouldn't look absolutely atrocious had forgotten to set her alarm and had been awoken 30 minutes ago by a very stressed out Alice telling her that she should have been there an hour ago. So, needless to say, Lily was feeling almost as stressed out as James was feeling anxious.

James, on the opposite side of the church, was pacing frantically. He, like Lily, hadn't slept well either. He had been tossing and turning all night - and when he did manage slumber, it was filled with nightmares of Lily leaving him at the altar, Lily laughing at him as she walked down the aisle, Lily saying that she would never marry him and that this had all been a joke - And it had taken a very tired Remus Lupin at 5:15 in the morning to convince him that No, it hadn't all been a joke, No, Lily's not going to leave you, and yes, you will be marrying the love of your life tomorrow and we'll all be there. Still, James paced frantically.

"James? You can head out now," Dumbledore said, walking over to the abandoned area James had chosen as his place of frantic pacing. Lily and James had both insisted Dumbledore preform the ceremony. And, smiling, he had agreed. (A/N: I have no idea how marriages happen, so, if anything's wrong, just pretend that this is how they do it in the Wizarding World . . .)

James, his hands sweating nervously at his sides, made his way over to the altar, down the aisle, and past all the semi-crowded rows of chairs. He looked out into the crowd, seeing many different people, but not being able to register anyone's face.

Music started up in the background, James didn't know where it came from and wasn't calm enough at the time to care, and as his little niece and nephew led the walking procession down the aisle, James began to wish that he had just stayed home instead. It would've been much better for his nerves.

They had set up the spot they had picked so that the procession had to turn a corner before the whole crowd could see them - that way James wouldn't see Lily until the whole procession had made it down the aisle - Lily was very happy they did that right now.

She felt like she was breathing so heavily she would hyperventilate. She had been a very calm bride until now, but, as she realized that this was it, she was tying the knot forever, (as in the Wizarding world, no one divorced. It was unheard of) she started getting incredibly nervous - and the little doubts floating into her head weren't helping very much. She smiled nervously at her dad, and, before she knew it, she was starting to walk down the short stretch right before she would be in everyone's eyesight. .

James stood, extremely nervously, at the altar, waiting for Lily to walk down the aisle. He waited while Sirius, as Best Man, walked Alice, as Maid of Honor, down. Waited while the two best men, (Remus and Peter) and the two bridesmaids, (September and James's14 year old cousin, Aiwa) headed towards him, smiling radiantly, and waited, lastly, in the silence before she turned the corner.

As Lily walked into his gaze and gave him a small smile, James lit up in a gigantic grin. She was there, this was happening, and in a few minutes, they would be married. James had never felt so lucky in his whole entire life.

Lily, more nervous then she had ever been before, began the trek down the aisle. It had seemed much shorter before, Lily thought vaguely, walking past what seemed like the hundredth step. As she finally made it down the long path, she smiled again at James, and when he smiled back, Lily felt all her nerves go away, because she was in love, and he would soon be hers, and there wasn't a doubt in her head that it should be any other way.

James didn't know when it had happened, but somewhere in between the "Who presents this woman?" and the "Do you take . . .", James felt a drop on his shoulder. He then felt one on his forehead, and then one on his neck. James, taking his eyes off of Lily, looked around, and saw that everyone else felt them too, and then, before he knew it, it began to rain.

It didn't just rain softly, it rained hard, in torrents, causing the ground to be muddy almost instantly and some of the people in the seats to scream. It rained almost as hard as it does in those corny romance novels, where the Hero and Heroine would finally be united as thunder clapped in the background. But, luckily for the nearest tall metal thing, most likely a lamp-post, there was no thunder, only torrential rain. Which, needless to say, was way better. More romantic.

During this time, Lily looked around her, at what had become of her perfect wedding, and began laughing. James looked at her strangely, but it wasn't long before he began giggling too. And, right there, in front of all their wedding guests, friends, family, and important Ministry employees, (as James was very high up in the ministry, so everyone had to come, and besides, they would say, with so many people eloping, it's been a long time since I've seen an actual wedding;) Lily and James stood in the rain, laughing at nothing at all - except for the fact that it was raining.

And then, James, in his bliss, forgot about everyone and everything except Lily, his bride-to be, and began twirling her around, and doing a crazy sort of dance that made Sirius from where he was standing, grin proudly, and Remus, from where he was next to Sirius, roll his eyes, and facepalm.

And when Lily joined in, it was alright, because, after all the planning that went into this very wet wedding, she deserved a break; and then when Dumbledore cleared his throat and the couple looked on guiltily, that was alright too, because it was their wedding, and they deserved to be happy.

Dumbledore smiled, his eyes twinkling, and said, "Do you, James Potter, take Lily Evans to be you lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do," James replied right away. Everyone, (who could still hear them, and had stayed to watch even though it was raining) laughed.

"Do you, Lily Evans, take James Potter to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

And when Lily, hair messed from the rain, make-up running, and dress soaking wet, said the next two words, James felt like the luckiest man on Earth. "I do," she said, smiling up at him.

And even with the smaller crowd, the rain pouring down, and everyone now soaking wet, Dumbledore said, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. James, you may now kiss the bride."

And in the moments where James leaned his head down, time seemed to stand still, and memories flooded into James' mind. He remembered just a year ago how amazing it was when they shared their first kiss, then how amazing all the kisses afterward were.

And then as his lips came down upon Lily's, his last comprehendible thought was only that it should rain more often. Because even though kissing Lily Evans in the rain was incredible, kissing Lily Potter was even better. And James couldn't wait to do it again.

A/N: awww! I'm such a hopeless romantic . . . sniffle

One last note: I'm currently involved, with five other authors, in a round Robin story. The story is entitled "A Fork In An Eye" and our author name is Round Robin Ducklings. From what I've read so far, it's completely brilliant, so I suggest you all go over and check it out!