A/N: This is a story I've been working on FOREVER (something like a year now!). I have plenty left to post, if y'all want to read it... PS - the only reason they are so young is for the timing, I wanted Sirius to be in the picture at the wedding, and so on and so forth! The rating's M, and will go higher! Happy reading, and please R&R! Turice

IN THIS LIFE (I WAS LOVED BY YOU)

CHAPTER ONE: LOVE SAYS THEY WILL

July 17, 1993

Young Hermione Granger looked up the aisle where her groom waited. She hadn't known him for very long, a precious three years, and a lot of that was spent being upset with him and Ron. She was young, and she knew it, but that's why they weren't having a huge wedding. There were a total of five people there that night: Hermione, her groom, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, and the justice of the peace.

Hermione's eyes locked on her groom's. He smiled and she felt her knees go weak. She knew then for certain that she and Harry were ready to be married. Remus appeared at her side and offered her his arm, ready to walk her to her new life.

With wet eyes, she took his arm and began those fateful few steps down the aisle. She reached for her man and looked over his shoulder to see her new godfather-in-law smiling on the two of them, grinning from ear to ear and a silent tear coming to the corner of his eye.

The ceremony was a quiet one, mainly because, not only were they a mere thirteen years old, but Harry's fame wasn't something bride nor groom was looking to acknowledge that night. They wouldn't tell anyone about the marriage; it wasn't something they wanted to advertise. They wouldn't appear any closer in public than common knowledge already said they were, and would keep quiet about being any closer than best friends until they were through with Hogwarts.

As soon as the first kiss as husband and wife had taken place, Sirius rushed forward and scooped up Hermione into a bone-crushing hug. He was trembling with happiness under her. She was glad she was now going to be able to spend a lot more time with him and Remus. Remus had become a good friend to Harry, Hermione, and Ron over the course of their third year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Sirius had only returned to Harry's life a month ago, but already Hermione could see a strong affection in Harry's eyes for Sirius. He was like the father Harry lost at such a young age, and Hermione knew just how much Sirius had come to mean to Harry, and Harry to Sirius.

Hermione looked at her husband and watched as he did a little joyfully dance. Sirius and Remus laughed, while Hermione was smiling so much her cheeks ached. Her heart was fit to burst, and if she didn't sit down soon, she might faint.

"Oh Harry, I'm not gonna have to walk myself out of here, am I?"

"Yeah Harry, where are your manners? A lady should never walk herself from the alter! Go carry your bride! Honestly, are we going to have to hold your hand for the next forty years, teaching you how to do this?" Sirius mocked playfully.

Harry looked at his new wife in the brilliant white of her gown and pearls and grinned, "My hand's a little pre-occupied, and will be for a while."

Harry put an arm around Hermione and swept her up and out of the church to their marriage bed.

A/N: What did you think? Let me know, please please please! Should I post the rest?