I'm writing this as you sleep. I know I told you I had my vows done already, but honestly, the wedding is tomorrow and I've barely started. I'm sure you aren't surprised though. But, I swear, this time wasn't because I didn't want to do it. I just don't know the words for how I feel about you. But I'll try.

I've known you since we were 11. Crazy, I know. It seems like forever, and no time at all in the same moment. I was quite a little berk back then, pompous and full of myself. I thought I was the height of humanity. I thought I knew it all. But as I grew up, you never thought to give me the time of day. I tried way to hard to be even cooler, but you always saw right through me. That was something I didn't understand. I knew everything but how to impress the great Lily Evans. Of course, Remus, Peter, and Sirius had some suggestions, but I thought I could do it. Those poor boys probably know more about how I see you than they want to. But I realized, before it was too late, how to grow up. And I'm glad I did. I don't know where I'd be without my doe.

Here we are, getting married. I thought this would never happen. And many people said it shouldn't. That there is a war going on and we shouldn't expect much stability, that things are too turbulent for such a commitment. But I say, fuck that. This may be war, but that doesn't mean I don't know that I love you. I love you now and I will in five years and in ten years and in one hundred years. Now is the perfect time because we still have hope in the darkness and I wouldn't want anyone else by my side. So I plan to be here forever. I will outlive Dumbledore if that's what it takes to show how much I love you. So Lily Evans, please say you marry me forever, no matter what happens tomorrow?