`` wedding night bliss, [ROSIE!]of course.

[Rosie Lupin]

<sub>Rosie really couldn't understand his fascination with her. There were plenty of other girls in the school who had eyes for him. Saw that he was really quite attractive with that easy smile of his and angular, attractive face. And all those girls were infinitely prettier than her and Rosie couldn't see why he hadn't chosen one of them. All of them still gave her glares when she walked down the corridors with him.

The tiny girl grinned at his response, her green eyes crinkling lightly at the corners and her teeth white in the light of the room. "What the lucky couple we are," she muttered back, almost whispering, her voice having that quality about it that made one be able to tell she was smiling, even if they couldn't see her. "To have each other." And she wasn't joking. She knew Teddy was a gift to have. A short-lived one, as soon he would be pulled away from her for a year, but a gift none the less. And she was determined to enjoy his prescence while he was here, and not ruin everything by thinking of when he wouldn't be.

For a moment she forgot to breathe, so entranced in his eyes as she was. They were quite the beauties, and she was glad she had all of her life left to stare into them. Jesus, that'd never get tiring. Things about him would change as he grew older. But those grey eyes would stay the same. Her heart skipped a beat as she thought of looking into them in twenty years, and all the time the two of them would have together. All the time they still had left in their lives to be together.

Her grin had faded as she paused for a while, but it came back the moment she heard his words, and she laughed. "I'll remember that," she told him, a slightly playful threat in her words, "Believe me, soldier, I will." Her reply to his little title of chief for her was said in a light tone. Care-free. Tonight, she hadn't a problem in the world.

Her fingers were light on his jaw, and her hand moved in an almost lazy fashion. The next moment, she was twirling a longer piece of his hair through her fingers, her movements easy and light. It had a calming effect on her, and made the feeling of anxiety that thinking about his fastly-approaching departure for training gave her. Which really was a good thing, seeing as it was beginning to overwhelm her now that she was back with him, but she knew their time was dwindling.

"Just...weird," she told him, thinking as she talked, her eyes wandering from his eyes over his face, stopping for a moment as she stared at his lips before drifting back to his eyes. "You don't seem yourself. Sort of a drugged up version of you. You don't crack as many jokes. You're not as sweet." She tapped his nose lightly again at this last comment, laughter dancing in her eyes.</sub>

[Teddy Lupin]

Ted beamed contently as her smile made her eyes crinkle in the corners and her teeth wide for him. He was well aware she didn't think she was pretty enough for him, despite the fact that he told her a multitude of times how beautiful she was. But he wasn't just complimenting her looks. There were many gorgeous girls in the school, but most of them didn't have a personality, were cruel people or didn't know which end of their wand was up. Rosie was the opposite of each of those characteristics, and it was just so easy for him to be with her. Their years together taught Ted so much about her, and he was glad he'd get to spend the years to come with her.

That playful lopsided grin returned as she mentioned how lucky they were to have one another. It was true, people dreamed of having the sort of love he had with Rosie.He knew he was lucky to have this girl, the girl who forgive him despite everything and agreed to marry him the same night. He leaned up and kissed her soundly on the lips. "I love you, you know that right?" he said with they same lopsided smile. Her smile really, since it mostly came out when she was around.

Ted laughed as she playfully threatened him. Their playful banter had years of practice, and tonight it was just as care-free as any time. When she called him solider he was finally brought back to thoughts of training. He could see it in her eyes that her thoughts were straying every once in awhile there too. So in response, he pulled her close, as if to tell her he wasn't going anywhere and it was only one year, it would be like he was off to school. He'd leave on a train, come back home for the holidays, go back again and then be home at the end of spring. He did have to agree though, it was going to be hard and there definitely would be some tears.

He relaxed in the sofa as her fingers traced along his jaw. Those exact same sparks that came when they first kissed where still there strong, making the feeling completely naturally, completely home. He sigh carefree as her hand moved up into his hair, curling his hair between his fingers. His fingers were making a trail down her arm slowly, one finger making it's way down to her elbow, another coming back up after that point. He could sit here for hours with her doing that to his hair and jaw and be perfectly content, and she seemed to be in the same boat.

As she tapped his nose a slightly disgusted face went on his mouth. One, he didn't like that he wasn't himself with the medication, and two, he hated when people tapped his nose. He felt like some sort of dog being scolded. But when it was Rosie, he didn't mind. A wicked smile pulled on his lips, a soft laughing escaping his lips. "My my Miss Rosie, you seem to be quite interested in my lips. Maybe I can fix that." he whispered the last part, leaning foreword slightly. But right before they could kiss, his hands launched at her sides, tickling her. He wanted to hear that gorgeous laugh of hers, which he knew would sound at the moment his fingers hit her sides.

[Rosie Lupin]

<sub>She heard his words, telling her that he loved her, for what was honestly the millionth time ever. But it still made her heart quicken its beat and flutter almost constantly for a little while. Eventually it calmed down but she simply smiled and answered him. ”I love you too, Teddy,” she replied, giggling a tad bit, ”More than anything in the world.”

It was true. Rosie loved this boy more than anything she could even imagine. She couldn’t even describe in words what she felt for him; that was simply how strong her affection was for him. She’d give anything she had to keep him safe and if he ever did anything to her, she would still love him, possibly even more than she did now. Because she knew she couldn’t live without him. It was simply impossible for her to fathom a world in which he wasn’t there. In which he wasn’t standing right in front of her, always ready with that easy smile of his.

She was glad they hadn’t changed from their usual selves now that they were married. They weren’t awkward or anything, just being here in each other’s presence. They were as they’d always been, constantly bantering, talking and laughing. There was never a boring moment for both of them, especially considering the giddy feeling they both gave each other. It was like always being high on some drug. In a very figurative sense, naturally.

Her eyes again strayed to his lips, just as he commented on that very fact. She simply smiled at him. ”They ARE quite lovely, dear,” she told him, the pad of her thumb floating over them briefly before her hand was back in his hair, curling at those fine pink strands. ”Hard not to stare at, really.”

And then he was tickling her.

She’d been preparing to kiss him again, something that took a lot of breath. But the moment his hands were at her sides, she was laughing uproariously. That uncontrollable laughter of hers that he seemed to like so much. She rolled over on her back, still lying on top of him, her dress billowing out around her, still laughing in an out of control fashion. ”Really, Teddy?” she asked, out of breath, ”Must you torture me, lovely?”</sub>

[Teddy Lupin]

His heart swelled with joy. No matter how many times he would hear her say she loved him, his heart would nearly burst with love for her or his quicken heart beat would race a little faster, maybe miss a few beats even. "More then anything." he repeated, chuckling at her giggle. Because it was true, because not even his love for food (and boy did he have a big appetite) could over power his love for her. His thoughts were constantly on her, even when he tried to concentrate on other things.

He knew now he had to be gently with her, that he couldn't break her anymore. He had made up in his mind he was only aloud one, perhaps two instances, to make her break down in tears. The first being after the summer when he headed off to training, he knew she'd be a wreck when he would leave, then when he left again after Christmas. But there was also another instance, if he ever got hurt, or the worst, during work. It happened all the time, as Harry told them when he and Ron came home looking lost. He was going into one of the most dangerous jobs in the wizardring world. But he had to do it, because he wanted to follow in his Mum's footsteps, and he wanted to help people. He sighed, wondering how Harry and Ron managed it. Maybe Ted and Rosie would have to sit down with Rosie's parents about the matter. After all, they got married after Ron had returned from training, or around that time.

Ted breathed in deeply, taking Rosie's scent in with him. It was such a calming presence for him, he couldn't even explain it. He could even described how she smelled either. It was just home to him, it calmed him, it made him feel safe. She was definitely on the top list of his ammormentia's. He looked down and smiled as she rested on his chest. As he looked down and saw he white dress still on, he smiled. He had almost forgotten that today was indeed their wedding day, that she was now his wife. But nothing felt different, besides their tightened bond. They were still Rosie and Teddy, still the best of friends, still madly in love with one another, but they were married. Lucky to be in love in every single way with one another.

His eyes followed hers as they found his lips, finding a smile appear on her lips, making one appearing on his own lips. It was so easy for her to do it, and he was sure she was oblivious to the fact. He closed his eyes slightly, the smile still on his face as her hand reached back up into his hair, playing with his stuck pink hair. But as soon as her laughter echoed into the room, they opened wide, watching as her face crinkled with laughter. He grinned, his hands still attack her sides as she flipped on her back. Eventually he stopped, so he didn't kill her out of laughter, and he wrapped his arms securely around her waist. Her dress flowed around them, as did her hair. He wished someone could take a picture of this. He was sure this was one of those moments he'd remember forever.

Teddy stuck his head out into her view, she was still trying to regain her breathe after her ridiculous amount of laughter. He chuckled as she finally managed to talk, but still out of breathe, and kissed her cheek. "Torture? No, that was torture. That was me supplying my drug of you to myself. Now my day is complete, and definitely the best in my life. I've married the girl of my dreams who some how loves me the same way and made her laugh that gorgeous laugh of hers." he chuckled, leaning over and kissing her jaw. After a few moments of just starring at her, listening to her breathing and her heart rate return to somewhat normal, he said "Thank you, my love, for loving me." he said, that simple lopsided smile returning, leaning up to capture her lips with his own.

[Rosie Lupin]

<sub>Rosie laughed at his answer to her statement. Holy hell, did she love this kid. The thought of calling him a kid brought a smile to her face. No, they weren’t kids anymore. They were bloody married, and for real, not one of those fake weddings one has when they’re small. It made her want to jump up and down with joy that she was finally married to this guy. But she’d been feeling that sort of excitement all night, and it hadn’t overtaken her then, so she supposed she could hold it in a little longer.

The girl knew she had problems, holding on to this guy who’d done her so much harm. He’d promised, over and over again, to stop hurting her, and she knew it was like a druggie and her heroin, being so attached to something that did her so much harm. But she really couldn’t help it. Not being around her made her want to run through the entire world to find him, and such a feeling as that really shouldn’t be suppressed. She’d figured long ago that she needed to get a thicker skin; stop breaking down and crying every time they so much as had a fight. It was hard for her, though. She wanted everything between them to be so perfect, and sometimes, it wasn’t like that. The Gryffie knew she had to realize that life wasn’t a fairy tale, but with Teddy, that was pretty bloody hard to do.

She’d gotten used to his scent by now. So used to it, in fact, that it was almost a part of the smell that lingered around her sometimes. But it still made her almost shiver with delight whenever she smelled it. Smelling Ted was like breathing in a slice of heaven. That’s simply how wonderful the events she’d associated with his aroma were. Sure, it was weird to smell him every time she passed him, but she couldn’t help it. Even hugging him made her want to forget everything and do nothing but have him hold her for the rest of her life.

The crinkles at the corners of his eyes. The smile lines creasing his face as he grinned. It was all so familiar to her yet she longed to see it all the time. It made the sides of her mouth pull up into a smile, seeing him as happy as he was now, even if she’d already been laughing. And all of a sudden, she remembered one of those multitudes of nights they’d spent in the Common Room so far back, when they’d still been just friends. When they’d played wizard’s chess and talked of many things. She’d seen his hair almost change to pink back then, and idly, she wondered if he’d loved her back then, just as he loved her now. Had she loved him then, as well, and just not known it?

She laughed again, still regaining her breath. ”All that just to get your heroin?” she asked him, a joking glint in her eyes as she glanced over at him, stealing a kiss off his lips before continuing, ”Jesus, mister, you could’ve killed someone.” She paused before leaning forward and kissing the tip of his nose gently. ”I think I’ll always remember this,” she told him, her voice almost a whisper, smile evident in her voice. The girl grinned. ”And y’know, I’m so bloody in love with you I don’t give a shit that you just thanked me when I should be thanking you,” With a grin on her face, she was kissing him again, trying to snap a picture of this moment in her brain so she’d always remember her wedding night just as it was now.</sub>

[Teddy Lupin]

Ted gave her a lopsided smile as she laughed. He couldn't get over the fact that they were MARRIED. It wouldn't settle in his head, the excitement in there just as much as it had when she had pulled those rings from her pocket that night, the glorious night in the abandoned classroom. He knew that night, after their separation for months, when she whispered she loved him after he put his life on the line for her, that it would be a night he would remember forever. Not to mention with each of the memories not even made with one another.

He thought of all the things that they would spend with one another. Getting married, for the second time, getting their own flat, heading off to training (although tears would be shed on both sides), meeting her at the platform for Christmas break, setting up their own Christmas tree, sneaking out of training on come weekends to see her and finally making it home for good. He knew it was going to be a long year, but it would be worth it. There was although the dreams of future, like their first child. He could tell already he would be a father to faint, just as Ron had been with Rosie. He wasn’t sure how Rosie would be able to handle it. He would surely be blamed for doing that to her during the process, and probably be called a wimp. He knew he would be as bad as his father in-law if they ever had any daughters. He was already over-protective of his little wife, how in the world would he handle handing his child off to school? Or boys? It was a mystery to him.

He shook his head, letting the thoughts of the future go to rest for the moment. Her smile brought him back to their moment, his lopsided smile matching her wide grin. He truly wondered if she knew how much he loved her, since the carefree days in the Common Room playing wizard chess, singing Muggle songs and just being them. He did his best to hide the pink hair that would pop out when she smiled at him a certain way or when she’d scrunch up her face like a badger or when she would cuddle into his side for some comfort. Everything about her brought ease and comfort for him, and he always found himself wanting more and more of her. He knew he was addicted to her, but he also knew it was perfectly fine. They fed off each other, needed the love from one another to live. True love birds they were.

Ted chuckled gently as she spoke. “I’ll go great lengths for you, my Rosie. I think I’ve already proven that.” He smiled, reaching out and cupping her neck and she dove in to steal a kiss. He scrunched up his nose as she kissed it, nodding his head as she said she’d remember this night forever. He grinned, and was just about to correct her, saying there was no need to thank him for his love, when her lips found his. He let out a small moan, and felt his check tinge pink from the sound he had made. But he kissed her back, hard and passionate. His hands moved about her arms, feeling the soft bare skin there. He eventually made a circular path around her shoulder blade, caressing them gently.

[Rosie Lupin]

<sub>The fact that this was the best night of her life made her worry that she’d somehow forget little details about it. Like the exact shade of his hair as she ran her hands through it, or the way his eyes crinkled just precisely at the corners when he smiled his killer smile at her. She didn’t want to forget anything, and was desperately trying to commit it all to memory. Little did she know, everything about this night would be burned into her memory forever. She couldn’t have forgotten it if she tried.

Carried briskly away on a train of thought, Rosie idly wondered if their children would have his hair. Simply the idea of tiny Metamorphagi running around, grinning up at her and calling her Mummy made her smile like the Cheshire Cat. The idea was utterly laughable, seeing as the two of them were pretty strange looking to begin with: him with his colossal size and colorful hair and her with her challenge in the height department and the strangely bright color of her eyes. If they contrived to have her eyes and his hair, those children would be the strangest looking things on the planet. However, her hair and his eyes wouldn’t be too horrible of a combination, would it?

She mentally shook her head out. The Gryffie reminded herself that she shouldn’t even be thinking about this stuff yet. First of all, they’d never had sex, which was necessary to the whole children-making process. And secondly, they weren’t even ready to have children yet. All that would come after his stint in training and all the shit that went along with that. Although, even after that, Rosie didn’t know if she’d be ready for motherhood. She was such a wreck, and she’d rather not screw up a kid like she’d screwed up herself. The moment she thought that, she almost laughed. She couldn’t have screwed up too badly if she still had Ted. He was a good thing.

Hearing his rather growl-like chuckle, she smiled at him, the corners of her mouth pulling upwards in a subtle sort of fashion. ”That you have, m’love,” she told him, her voice quiet, mouth mere inches from his. ”That you have.” She laughed a little, breathy sort of laugh before pressing her lips against his. She heard the noise he made and was instantly reminded that this was new territory for them. The two of them didn’t do things like this. They didn’t sleep around or snog excessively. It just wasn’t them as a couple. And all this was starting to make her feel the beginnings of butterflies in her stomach.</sub>

[Teddy Lupin]

Ted found himself thinking of the earlier events, waking up after his bachelor party, where James had gotten totally plastered and Zane a little drunk, but yet he managed to drink the strong stuff and getting by with only a buzz. He was reminded the entire night of the promises he had made to his future and now actual wife. Although there was no scars that bound him to those promises, he wanted to show her exactly how much she meant to him, and that required him to turn over a new leaf, and become a better man. For her and for himself. He remembered waking up with a huge grin on his face, knowing this day would be remembered forever. After morning classes sans his wife-to-be they all pipped off the afternoon to prepare for the ceremony. He found himself combing at his hair, trying to get it to stay a mousy brown color. It was hard, he was just so damn happy. Eventually he got it down, and Zane returned in his tux, telling both him and James that the place was set. He handed James the rings and gave him a sharp looking, and James knew how much trouble he’d be in if he lost them.

The time between then and Rosie walking down their make-shift chapel in the forest was a blur. All he could remember was his heart pounding loudly in his chest but when he finally saw her, wearing her veil and prefect white dress, his heart soared. He could hear the hiss from Victoire about his hair changing colors but he couldn’t care. It was only he and Rosie at that moment, no one else but them as their eyes locked, knowing this day would go down in their history. He took her hands as soon as soon as she was close enough and he looked down at her. The rest of the ceremony was a blur, the few words they had were quick yet meaningful. The rings went in place, the do’s were said and they were pronounced Mr and Mrs Theodore Lupin. His hands cupped her neck and lower back as he dipped her down, no reaching for one another required. He heard the cheering of their friends as they lived in their pure joy.

He shivered with happiness, knowing each memory was carved into his mind. There was definitely no way he was forgetting this. He sighed happily as she snuggled perfectly into his side. They were soul mates, he was sure of this. How could they fit so perfectly together, hurt so much when they were apart from one another, and loved each other to bits. They were the couple that everyone envied, the funny couple, the cute couple, the couple you could hang around with without worrying they were going to kick up a songfest. Hell they haven’t even started around the bases yet, and they were already married.

As her mouth inched forward, her words reassuring him that he did indeed prove himself of her love, he found himself waiting for her lips to find his. But when their lips met, a sort of frenzy began, something inside him itched for more. He himself had gotten to at least second base with previous girlfriends, but he wasn’t sure about Rosie. They never really talked about that sort of thing. He found his breathing hitched slightly, his hands reaching for her hips. The butterflies in his stomach were full force, but he wasn’t ready to pull away, no, for the first time since he began dating his wife, he wanted to snog her senseless. That is, if she’d let him.

[Rosie Lupin]

<sub>All throughout their relationship, they'd stuck to talking, joking, holding hands, subtle shows of affection and little kisses. She would kiss him on the cheek, and he would kiss her on the forehead. They never felt the need to flaunt themselves to the world by snogging in the hallways, and though it may be old-fashioned, they'd always managed things that way.

Even after they'd been dating for a while, they hadn't even thought about sex. It was out of reach for the two of them, simply because it would have been strange. They never were into heavy snogging and were always doing things in private. Drastic displays of physical attention weren't what had kept their relationship alive for so long. Seeing as they'd started out as just friends, they never felt the need to prove anything to anyone.

But now that all changed.

Rosie knew what happened after the bride and groom left the chapel. After everyone had gone home and the cake had been eaten. She knew it was supposed to be a night of passion and of love, and the thought gave her butterflies in her stomach. Simply the idea of doing something like that with Ted made her stomach clench with nerves. But she wasn't just nervous. There was a sea of emotions floating around inside of her.

The primary one was fear. She worried that things would change between them if they did this. She was scared it would hurt. That somehow, amongst all of this, they would lose the simplicity of what they'd had.

But simply knowing how gentle Teddy usually was with her made her feel better. She could be certain that he wouldn't hurt her, and everything about the way he was acting right now suggested that they were soon to venture into uncharted territory. So, instead of resisting, she let Teddy work his charm and let go of the reins, letting him, so to speak, snog her senseless.</sub>

[Teddy Lupin]

He wondered if it would be awkward.

He had heard that the first time was like that, but he wondered if it would be weird. They two of them never discussed the subject of sex, not even about their wedding night. They both knew the tradition, the bride and groom running off, sometimes before the party ended, for a night full of passion and love. But yet, they always seemed to move from the subject, not really bringing it up at all. Of course Zane and James poked fun. But he ignored their jabs. He knew they didn't need this, but there was a difference. Would they want it or do they do the deed because they feel they should.

When he thought about it further, he knew traditional religious folk saved themselves until marriage, so maybe it wouldn't be so bad. But there was the whole fact that he knew her from, well, birth pretty much. They just knew each other so well, but this was new territory for the both of them. He was afraid of hurting her as well. He always handled her with such care and tenderness. But he had heard, that the first time, was, well painfully. He tightened his closed eyes, that's the last thing he wanted to do to her.

He felt her give into him, letting him snog her. And that's exactly what he did. He had learned to love the taste of her mouth, as disgusting as that might sound, and each of his kisses he dug a little deeper, showed her that he loved her a little bit more. He felt his hair heating up, usually what it felt like as it changed from it's happy blissful turquoise to the bright pink, only meant for her. He found himself out of breathe a few minutes later and pulled away, resting his forehead against hers. He felt the need to ask her, make sure she knew what they were getting into and if she wanted it or not. "Rosie.." he whispered, since he could barely keep his breathe. "We don't... you know.. need to.. do that.. umm.. if you don't want to.. it doesn't matter to uh.. me, I can wait.. if that's um.. what you want.. or you know.. we could.. yah.." he felt him going bright pink. Jesus, this was his wife and he was blushing over sex? Something must be wrong with him.

[Rosie Lupin]

<sub>Her most ready fear at the moment was that she'd mess something up. One way or another, she was scared she'd ruin this perfect moment between them by saying something or doing something wrong. She didn't want it to be like this, some blind, slightly desperate thing. They hadn't even talked about this.

Rosie was ever so tempted to tell him to stop, for two reasons. One was obvious. They needed to talk about this before they simply dove into it. Some couples couldn't handle sex. It ruined them. And while Rosie didn't want to think about them being one of those couples, it was possible that they were. And the other reason was not so obvious. But, while he'd been snogging her furiously, she'd lost breath entirely. She was on the verge of fainting.

So when he pulled away, she was ever so thankful, even if she missed the taste of his mouth the moment his lips had left hers. She looked at him, watching in disguised amusement as he struggled through the phrase that she'd been wanting to hear. She'd been wanting him to ask her if it was alright, if only to delay it a little further. Fear was growing in her chest, and she didn't think it was the right kind of fear.

She smiled at him for a moment, a small smile but a smile none the less. "You're cute when you're nervous, dear," she told him, before she pushed her way into a sitting position, reaching a hand up to push away her hair. She reached out and grabbed his hand the moment she was again in a vertical position rather than a horizontal one. The distance she'd put between herself and sex with Ted was letting her breathe a little better. But she was still worried.

"Perhaps we should have talked about this," she mused, green eyes on the fire, not wanting to look at him for the first time that evening. She was ashamed of her fear of him. "Before now, anyways." Almost fearfully, she tore her eyes away from the licking flames and locked her green orbs with his grey ones. Why did sex have to be so bloody difficult?</sub>

[Teddy Lupin]

Ted gave her a half hearted smile as she called him cute. Usually he would scoff at her or something of the nature, but he was, as she said, too nervous to react normal. Jesus, who knew having sex with your wife could be so hard? Probably because neither of them were really ready for the whole thing. He could feel the fear bundle up in his stomach, mixed with his nerves. It wasn't a good combination to have in there.

Ted watched as she sat up, and took her hands and sat up beside her. That position wouldn't help them work things out at all. It made him think a little straighter, wondering what in the world they were getting into and all that jazz. He ran a hand through his hair, it now cooling down to it's turquoise color, but he was sure there was still a few odds and ends that remained pink.

He didn't want their wedding night to be remembered like this at all, them being nervous wrecks over sex and if they did it, it being completely awkward and ruin their blissful day. He couldn't meet her eyes at the moment, and he could feel her eyes far off from him. That's why he could keep smiling. They were so alike, it was frightening. He looked back at her a second before her eyes found his. He kept them locked there for a moment, reading the fear in them.

"We should of." he whispered with a soft nod. He tried to work it out in his head. "Well, I don't think, well, either of us are ready for this tonight." he said, squeezing their hands gently. "So maybe we should, you know, wait. You know your Gran's not going to let us get away with this 'make-shift wedding', as I'm sure she'll call it." Ted grinned, not it's full blossoming lopsided smile, but a grin none the less. "So maybe, then we could. If we're ready." Ted suggested. He then sighed shaking his head. "I don't care how sappy this sounds, but I think all I really want to do is go to sleep, with you in my arms." the lopsided smile was in full swing now, as he dipped his head down to kiss her lips softly.

[Rosie Lupin]

<sub>The reason she'd sat up was to make it difficult for them to continue this thing they'd been getting themselves into. She knew neither of them was ready for it, and as such, she didn't think it would be in any way romantic or anything like it was supposed to be.

One was supposed to be happy and excited their first time, not nervous and scared out of their wits. It would have made everything so strange and awkward. She was glad he'd had the wits about him to stop when they had. Rosie didn't have the courage about her to tell him to stop. Besides, she didn't want to disappoint him.

But, hearing him say what he'd just said made her want to hug the stuffing out of her husband. She was falling for him all over again and loving him more every moment that she looked at him. Rosie was rather sensetive to things like this, and she was thankful that he respected that. He wouldn't push her, and that was part of the reason that she appreciated him so much.

She nodded at his proposition, the fear finally leaving her eyes as they crinkled at the corners, her lips turning upwards into a smile. "You're sure?" she asked, trying to reassue herself that she wasn't letting him down. "I wouldn't wanna disappoint you on your wedding night." She was hoping to all the dieties above that he'd say he was sure.

But then again, she hoped he wouldn't lie to her, simply to make her feel better. If he really wanted to do this now, she'd go through with it for him. It was the least she could do, considering how much of a sweetheart he was to her everyday of her life. Besides, she wanted to make him happy. It had become her main goal in life the moment he'd asked her to marry him.</sub>

[Teddy Lupin]

As he watched the fear leave her eyes, he found himself breathing a sigh of relief. He hated to worry her like that, see the fear in her eyes that he caused. Ever since their reunion, he didn't want to harm her in any way shape or form. His main goal in life was to make her smile, to make her feel safe. If he ever failed at that, then there was no point of all this, and this was the most important thing in the world to him.

Ted shook his head and chuckled. Disappointment about tonight was a ridiculous statement. "Love, you could never disappointment me tonight. You've given me all I've ever wanted in life. Well, almost everything, but we have a few years before we can think about that." he said, giving her a playful wink. There was without a doubt in his mind that he wanted kids, little munchkins running around calling them Mummy and Daddy, but he could wait for that. He wanted to secure his job first, and to find something that wasn't a flat in London. Something out in the country, the Weasley's seemed to like it out there.

"And another thing love. Need I remind you that this is our wedding night, not just mine? Believe me, I was just as nervous as you were." he chuckled, kissing the tip of the nose. The whole awkwardness seemed to fade away quickly, which he was certainly glad for. His stomach became loose again, not bundled up with nerves and fear any longer.

He sighed happily, leaning back in the couch, thinking of their future together for a moment. They had so much time ahead for them, he couldn't wait to start their life together. "Rosie? Question. Would we celebrate our wedding anniversary today, sometime in the summer whenever that is or both dates?" he wondered idly, his head dropping to look over at her. He still couldn't get over that he was married to this beautiful girl.