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The Veil
By Mutt N Feathers

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Category: Post-OotP, Holidays
Characters:Harry/Ginny
Genres: Drama
Warnings: Death
Story is Complete
Rating: PG-13
Reviews: 113
Summary: In the fall of 1996 Harry finds a book about the ancient holidays just before Samhain, or what has become Hallowe'en. Tradition says communication with the dead is possible. Harry enlists Ginny to help him find out if its true.
Hitcount: Story Total: 59009; Chapter Total: 1761
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Author's Notes:
I fibbed when I said the fluff was over, this is an exceptional piece of fluff for some requests to see the wedding. Enjoy.




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Chapter 16:
What Love Looks Like
Harry and Ginny had changed into some borrowed clothes from his father and Anwen respectively and were waiting outside with Professor McGonagall and his grandfather, who would be officiating. He had been allowed to do this service in life, it was an honor bestowed upon him by the Wizengamot; whether this marriage would hold up legally — due to his unusual resurrected state — was a question for another day.

“How are things at Hogwarts?” Harry asked his Professor.


"I won't lie, Mr. Potter, we are going to need to create a better plan than your fetches. Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley are asking questions," she explained. Ginny thought she looked charming in her rose-colored robes; very different than her usual dark ones.

"Perhaps we can give them some malady which will confine them to St. Mungo's in strict quarantine. Harry and Ginny can write to their friends, but it would explain why they are not present at Hogwarts," Andrew suggested.

“That could work,” Minerva said. “Do you remember when Anwen had the bird flu? She wouldn’t let anyone near her. She sprouted feathers from everywhere. It was a particularly gruesome case,” she explained to the youngsters.


“I don’t think I could get the bird flu, Professor,” Ginny said. “Mum gave us all those wretched potions to prevent it.”

“Yes, but Harry never had them,” Andrew said. “Lily’s sister did not have Harry inoculated properly. It is possible if a friend has the disease, you could have caught it regardless. This excuse will buy us some time.”

“But, won’t the fetches be a problem?” Harry asked.

“When we are no longer in need of them, they will disappear,” Andrew explained. He had intended to say more, but small feet pounding the walkway from the back door to the enclosed garden where the adults stood redirected him. Little Harry arrived in a tiny set of black dress robes, little tie and all. James, Remus, and Sirius all followed the boy, wearing matching sets of robes. Where the others had black waistcoats and red ties, Sirius had gold ones.

“Pappy, weddin’,” the toddler said.

“I know. Are you excited?” Andrew asked.

“Yup. Win ‘n Siri,” little Harry said with excitement. He then turned to look at his godfather. “Siri, doggy.”

“Now is not a good time, mate. Tomorrow I can be your doggy.”

“Ok.”

“Harry, here is your pillow. Do you remember what I told you?” James asked as he handed over a small pillow with two little gold bands tied to it. Harry nodded his head.

“No drop.”

“Excellent,” James answered. The back-door opening turned everyone’s attention toward it, and Eva stepped out.

“We’re ready,” she said, Lily following. Eva had gone to her home and found a set of dark purple robes to wear. Lily had a delicate pale green dress she had purchased when she and Anwen had gone dress shopping.

At seeing his mother, little Harry dropped his pillow and ran toward her. He lifted his arms for her to raise him, but Lily hesitated, her dress was made of chiffon and would not hold up well.

“How about you hold my hand?” Julia stepped out behind her and tried to slip by, but the toddler saw her then.

“Gam hold me,” he told his mother, and his grandmother did indeed pick him up, as she was wearing a more durable set of robes in a deep sapphire blue which wouldn’t show a stain. When everyone was settled into their place beneath the pergola, the bittersweet lending a stunning orange-red glow as if filtered through stained glass, Anwen stepped out.

Her dress resembled some of the ballet outfits Sirius had seen her dance in when she was younger; ivory tulle with hand embroidered rosebuds covered the bodice and down the voluminous skirt. She wore three-inch heeled court shoes allowing her to come to near Sirius' chin. He always thought she was beautiful, but at this moment she was stunning. Andrew proceeded with the welcoming and the official questions before he allowed them to share their own vows.

"Anwen, before I met you, I was an outcast from my family. I was afraid of letting anyone too close to me because when you let people in, I believed they would hurt me. You blew into my life like a clearing storm and brought light in. I fell in love with you so easily I hadn't realized I'd done it. You have always been the better part of me. For the rest of eternity, I want to make you happy, cherish you and love you," Sirius said with the threat of a tear in his eye.

“Sirius, I never fit in anywhere or with anyone until I met you. I trusted you with my fears, and you quelled them immediately. You are fierce in your love of me, and gentle with my heart. There is nothing in this world or the next that I do not believe we cannot accomplish together. Thank you for being my best friend, my family, my lover and my safe place. There will never be a time when you need me that I will not be there for you,” Anwen replied. Eva and Remus shared a meaningful look, knowing their time to share this moment would soon be here.

James and Lily looked between their adopted siblings and each other through the vows. They knew the challenge it had been to see their friends reach this place; as well as just how precious love is. James, more infrequently now, would pinch himself at the good fortune he had for having his dear Lily with him. Harry had even taken Ginny’s hand at the power the words between his godfather and Anwen.

"Can I have the rings?" Andrew asked little Harry, who had been given back his small pillow. He broke free from his grandmother's grasp, wiggled his way between the bride and groom to give them to his grandfather. Andrew made a show of uniting the useless rings and then slyly pocketed them. Sirius removed Anwen’s tiny band from the top segment of his pinky, the only place it would fit, and slid it onto her hand. Likewise, Anwen removed Sirius’ from her thumb, and slipped it onto his finger. Their hands remained in place while Andrew wrapped the cords around them, completing the short ceremony. Sirius kissed Anwen gently and then whispered something into her which made her smile and blush.

“Padfoot doesn’t change, does he?” Remus whispered to James.

“Never,” was the reply.

Happy cheers rose up from everyone, but the couple only could see one another. Suddenly, Anwen inhaled sharply. "It's so beautiful?" she said. With an intricate twirl of her wrist and fingers and a delicate, golden glow surrounded not only the couple but all the guests. A bit like dust motes hung in the air, the particles moved between the people, pulsating and swirling like a bubbling stream, highlighting the connections between them.

“Pretty, Winnie,” little Harry said.

“What is it?” older Harry wondered aloud.

“It’s magic,” Lily said awe-struck. “Anwen made it visible. What I don’t understand is why it’s all gold.”

“It isn’t magic,” the goddess said as she appeared in their midst. “It is love, and it is shared and strengthened." She appeared today as the mother, belly rounded with child and flowers are woven in her hair. She looked serene, powerful, resolute. With an arc of her arm, the love-hue deepened, intensified.

Anwen gasped again, reaching up to touch Sirius’ face. Where once there were deep lines and tiny scars, his skin was now youthful and pristine. The graying at his temples disappeared. Within his body, Sirius felt old wounds and improperly healed maladies repair themselves. He even felt stable on his feet again.

"How?" Sirius muttered, before turning to the goddess. Sounds of surprise and shock bounced among them, and he realized Remus and Eva had been returned to their youthful appearances and Mum, and Dad looked like they were no more than seventy.

“A gift in advance,” the goddess said. “Neither my mate nor I can predict the full outcome of the coming fight, but we can reward you for your willingness to engage. You all had something stolen from you on that night fifteen years ago; this was the best way to give those things back to you."

The other two Marauder couples had been drawn back to each other and were now reveling in the joy the wedding had provided. Minerva even had a more youthful glow to her as she moved to speak to her old friend and her husband. Little Harry jumped up and down, trying to grab onto the streams of love.

“There’s a bond between us,” Harry said, while he looked at Ginny. Both were smiling and astounded at what they’d seen.

“Friendship?” Ginny said, fearful he’d leave their connection there. He had to feel what she’d felt growing between them.

“That’s all?” Harry asked dejectedly. “Not more?”

“No, that’s not all,” she responded happily, her eyes watering instantly at the implication. The two stared at each other for a long moment, before Harry looked at her lips. She instinctively licked them to wet them. Slowly, almost too slowly, Harry leaned forward, his eyes closing with her following. The kiss that followed was a sweet, gentle brush of lips. Emboldened by his first move, Ginny kissed him back more firmly, a longer kiss of new love. The two continued to kiss, their arms eventually wrapping around each other.

“I want cake!” a little voice yelled out, and the laughter caused the young couple to break apart.

“We also have some new lovebirds,” Sirius said. “I can give you some tips.”

“No," Anwen, Lily, James, and Julia all said in unison. Laughter peeled through the garden and into the house as little Harry led them to the cake.

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