𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞? (Harry potter x reader)

Chapter - 15

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The day had finally come. The air was crisp with the scent of spring flowers, and the sky above Hogwarts was a brilliant shade of blue, as if the world itself had decided to bless the union of Y/N and Harry. After all the trials and challenges they had faced-after the battles fought and the sacrifices made-this day felt like the culmination of a love that had endured against all odds.

The ceremony was set in the Forbidden Forest's edge, where ancient trees stood like silent witnesses, their branches swaying gently in the breeze. Lanterns hung from the boughs, casting a soft, golden glow over the gathering, while wildflowers were scattered across the aisle, weaving through the grass like nature's own confetti.

Harry stood at the altar, his heart racing, but it wasn't from nerves-it was from sheer joy. Dressed in simple but elegant black robes with green and gold accents, a nod to both Gryffindor and the unity he had found with Slytherin through Y/N, he looked out at the guests gathered to celebrate their love. Friends and family, those who had fought beside them and those who had loved them from the start, all sat in the rows, waiting with bated breath.

Ron stood beside Harry, beaming with pride and excitement as his best man, while Hermione, Y/N's maid of honor, glanced at the groom with a tearful smile. It was rare for Harry to look this visibly emotional-his eyes shimmering with unshed tears, the happiness almost overwhelming him.

And then, the music began. A soft, lilting tune played by a small group of musicians enchanted the air, and all eyes turned to the entrance. There, framed by the towering trees and bathed in the glow of the afternoon light, was Y/N.

Harry's breath caught in his throat.

Y/N was radiant, a vision of pure beauty, dressed in flowing white robes that shimmered with delicate enchantments, like stardust woven into the fabric. The gown was timeless yet modern, with intricate lacework around the sleeves and neckline that resembled vines wrapping gently around her arms and shoulders. Her hair, whether it was styled or left flowing free, seemed to glow in the light, and a delicate crown of wildflowers rested on her head, symbolizing the bond between them and the natural world that had long been a part of their story.

As Y/N walked down the aisle, every step felt like a heartbeat, the world narrowing until there was only her and Harry. His green eyes met hers, and in that moment, nothing else mattered-no war, no pain, no past. Only the love they had built together.

When Y/N reached the altar, Harry took her hand, his touch warm and grounding. He couldn't find the words immediately, but his smile-the way his eyes shone with unspoken emotion-said everything. Y/N squeezed his hand gently, her heart swelling with the same love that had carried them through so much.

The ceremony was officiated by Professor McGonagall, her stern demeanor softened by the occasion. "Today," she began, her voice carrying with it the weight of history and love, "we gather to witness the union of two souls who have been tested by fire, but who stand stronger together. Harry, Y/N-your love has been a beacon, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there is always light."

As the vows began, Harry took a deep breath, his voice steady but thick with emotion. "Y/N, from the moment we met, you've been my constant, my strength. Through every battle, every loss, every victory, you've stood by my side. You've shown me what love truly means, and today, I vow to spend the rest of my life showing you that same love in return. I promise to stand by you, to fight for you, and to cherish every moment we have together."

Y/N's eyes brimmed with tears as she spoke her vows. "Harry, you've always been more than a hero to me. You're my best friend, my heart. You've shown me courage, kindness, and a love that I never thought possible. I vow to stand with you, to walk beside you, through every challenge and every joy. You've already given me everything I could ever want, and I promise to love you, fiercely, for the rest of our days."

There wasn't a dry eye in the audience as the two exchanged rings-simple, yet beautifully enchanted bands that glimmered softly with the promise of forever. As the final words of the ceremony were spoken, Harry and Y/N locked eyes once more, and when McGonagall announced, "You may kiss," Harry wasted no time.

He pulled Y/N close, his hand gently cradling her cheek as their lips met in a kiss that was soft, yet filled with the passion of every moment they had shared. The crowd erupted into cheers, the sound echoing through the forest like a chorus of joy, and in that moment, everything else faded away. It was just them-Harry and Y/N-standing at the threshold of a new chapter, together.

As they walked down the aisle, hand in hand, beneath a shower of flower petals and the sound of laughter and applause, Harry looked over at Y/N, his heart full.

"We did it," he whispered, his voice a mix of awe and happiness.

Y/N smiled, her eyes twinkling with love. "We did."

And as the sun began to set, casting the forest in hues of gold and purple, Harry and Y/N knew that no matter what the future held, they would face it together-side by side, in love, always.

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