just for the better II james potter x reader

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All he did, to Y/n's surprise, was grin.

"Oh, Y/n, you care too much." was all he said,
still with a stupid smile on his face.

He continued. "James would do anything to protect you, and I have no doubt that you could say the same for him. You have to understand N/n, in ten, twenty-five, fifty years, when you and James have gotten old, maybe have had a few children, you're always going to look back at this day as the best day of your life. I can promise you that." Remus stated, not a single waver in his voice.

A huge smile grew on Y/n's face, weak little tears beginning to form in her e/c eyes, which, luckily, did not have makeup on them yet.

She pulled Remus into a loving hug. They
stayed like that for maybe a whole minute.

"Thanks, Moony." Y/n mumbled into the hug.

—

1 5 minutes before the wedding

—

Things were going, oddly well for Y/n. She had already put on her breathtaking white dress, making her look like a princess.

Her mother had helped her with her makeup, which was not overdone, but also not too little. It was perfect.

Y/n's hair was curly, and she had just put it down. Nothing too special, but she was absolutely content just with the way it was.

Y/n was already gorgeous, but, today, just with all the makeup and her hair and the dress, she felt like a goddess. If today wasn't her wedding day, she just knew that all the guys would be drooling over her and her perfection.

—

James was feeling a lot of emotions, but excitement overtook all of them easily. He looked perfectly fine, too. Well...

"Oh my God oh my God oh my God I look like a pile of garbage while Y/n is going to come out here looking like a queen oh God what the he—" James began panicking, as he ran a quivering hand through his slightly-less messy black hair.

"James, shut up. You're fine. She's fine. Go get married, nerd." Sirius exclaimed, quite impatient with James' constant worrying.

Strangely, Sirius's rude gesture helped James to calm down, thankfully.

—

When James saw Y/n, his heart skipped a beat. Or two.

He had no words, and, well, no thoughts, either. His heart was beating out of his chest, almost literally, and a blush had risen up to his cheeks, which were more pale than usual, due to his fear.

Out of a sudden, the biggest, most genuine smile grew on James's face. It was taking every little bit of his willpower to not run up to Y/n and kiss her right at that moment.

He was real lucky.

—

When Y/n saw James, she simply became filled with love and only love. Here was the boy who she had known since she was eleven years old, once as a friend, once as an enemy, once as a boyfriend. But always as a soulmate.

Y/n couldn't take her eyes off of James, who had this stupid little grin on his face.

He was standing tall, wearing his suit. His glasses were only slightly tilted, and there was a single strand of hair covering one of his hazel eyes. He didn't seem to bother. Hell, he was getting married!