Y ou show us everything you've got
You keep on dancin' and the room gets hot
You drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy
You say you wanna go for a spin
The party's just begun, we'll let you in
You drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy
You keep on shoutin', you keep on shoutin'

I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day

You keep on saying you'll be mine for a while
You're lookin' fancy and I like your style
You drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy
You show us everything you've got
Baby, baby that's quite a lot
And you drive us wild, we'll drive you crazy
You keep on shoutin', you keep on shoutin'

I wanna rock and roll all night and party every day....

Sirius's record player was magically magnified to fill the area around the celebration with the sound of KISS declaring their desire to rock and roll all night. Sirius was dancing wildly with Remus, who was laughing happily. They looked like the perfect couple.

A roaring fire had been started by the water's edge, where people were gathered and talking, marveling at the beauty of Costa Rica with one another, and drinking glasses of a bright blue liquor that had a bit of opalescence to it.

"I understand for the first time why Ottalie chose this place," Minerva said to Charlus, standing with him and Dora. She stared out over the water toward the horizon, where the sunlight was slipping away, painting the sky orange and magenta as it went. "It is  quite beautiful."

Charlus nodded, "It is. Whenever I am here, I simply look around and I am thankful that she got to live the last of her days in such a place as this." Dora took Charlus's hand in her own and squeezed it, comforting him. He smiled at her.

Minerva sighed, glancing at Sirius and Remus. "It is incredible how time marches along, never stopping, even when the impossible occurs and you think it ought to end." She shook her head, "It seems like only yesterday those two were running the halls of Hogwarts, mischief making and serving detentions for the most ridiculous things..."

"I reckon they're still doing that in their own halls, with no one there to give them the detentions," Charlus chuckled, imagining the chaotic environment that had to have taken over the boys' flat.

A short distance away, Elva Greenwood was talking with Dorcas Meadows and Gideon Prewett. "They've filled the village," she said gravely, her thick Icelandic accent drawing the words out. "Fallengunder herself is safe, but the forest is thick with the cries of the wolves on the Full Moon nights. My brother, I fear, is among them, and the thought of it breaks my heart. So many young forced into this life of werewolfisnness."

Gideon shook his head in dismay and upset. "We're doing everything we can, Elva." He and Fabian were indeed working with Newt and the rest of the board members for the Control of Magical Creatures committee and the members of the Werewolf Alliance League in trying to decide how best to extract the good werewolves from the bad, how to know who there followed Greybak, and therefore Voldemort.

Peter meanwhile was not too far away, talking to Ali and Frank, who were in tears and talking about their own still-pending marriage. "I'd like it to be at a beach like this, Frank," Ali gushed, her eyes still red from crying at the Wolfstar Wedding.

"That would be lovely," Frank agreed.

"You could do it by the sea," Peter suggested.

Frank nodded, "Maybe on the south coast, yeah?"

"Ohh that would be lovely," Ali gushed.

Peter smiled, happy to have helped, and grateful because the conversation had included him being invited to come along to the wedding too.

Emmaline and Marlene sat about the fire with Lily and James, all four of them talking and laughing, sharing how their lives were going post-school. Marlene and Emmaline had each gone to live at home with their parents while they studied for Uni, with plans to one day get a flat together. Marlene had gotten a job part time at Madam Malkin's beginning the next week, and when James told her Sirius would be working for Grimey's, she immediately decided she'd have to owl him an invitation to have lunch together.

Remus and Sirius meanwhile were dancing, as were several others, including Dorcas and Gideon once Elva had turned to talking with Urquart and Dumbledore about the state of Fallengunder. James watched from the sand as Remus and Sirius held hands and spun, swaying to the music playing from Sirius's record player, now a slower song. When that one ended, Joy to the World began.

Jeremiah was a bullfrog
Was a good friend of mine
I never understand a single thing he said
But I helped him a-drink his wine
And he always had some mighty fine wine...

James turned to Lily. "Will you dance with me, Evans?"

Lily got up and followed him to where the dancing was going on amidst a cluster of burning tiki torches, and she laughed as James sang along to the song. "C'mon Evans, it's our song."

"Our song?" she laughed. "How is it our song?"

"Don't you remember, Evans?"

Lily felt her face flush, "No?"

James realized it must have been in another timeline that he had danced with her to this song, and a pang of sadness filled his heart for a moment - but then a flicker of the torch light caught the diamond on her hand and he remembered how much further they'd come since the timelines had crossed. Who is to say they would really have ended up together the way things were before? Perhaps it had been a blessing he'd been made to wait a further two years before Lily had fallen in love with him. After all, so much had changer in him since Fifth Year, and it was very possible that Lily might never have said yes to marrying him if they'd gone on as they originally had. He silently thanked his stars for the way things were, however bad they'd once been. Fate had stepped in and made sure that everything turned out precisely as it was meant to.

"I love you, Evans," he said, pulling her into him as the song changed to another slow one, a quiet song by Joni Mitchell about a River. The music seemed to sparkle in the night and she laid her head against his chest, closing her eyes and letting the feeling of his strong arms envelope her. Safe.

"I love you, too, James," she murmured.

One by one, wedding guests approached Remus and Sirius, wishing them congratulations before they left. Newt Scamander gave them a handsome amount of galleons as a gift, telling them anytime that they needed anything at all, they were welcome to come knocking upon his briefcase lid. Elva left with them, stopping to ask Remus not to be a stranger about Fallengunder, that Ned would have been proud of him, and that she knew Ned was watching over the whole ceremony. "I could feel his spirit present," she explained. "He was very happy for you." Remus had to step away for a moment after that, his heart too full to stay dancing.

Charlus and Dora congratulated them both as though they were sons, with love and pride, and hugs, kisses, and happy tears. Dorcas and Gideon slipped away, as did Marlene and Emmaline, who had opted to get their own cabin for the weekend. Peter was to be staying in with Lily and James in a hammock they'd strung up in their room, but he set off to it long before James and Lily did, and soon, once most everyone had gone, even Remus and Sirius went to their cabin - a mischievous grin on Sirius's face as he promised a Remus payback for all the wonderful things that had happened that day.

James and Lily were the only ones left on the beach, then, and they sat beside the fire, staring out at the beautiful water and the shimmering of the moon's reflection upon it. They were side by side on a blanket, the embers of the fire burning low in the ashes, the stars filling the sky overhead in a complete darkness that could never be obtained in London proper.

"Beautiful day," James commented into the night.

"Very," Lily agreed.

"We should do it more often."

"What? Have weddings?" Lily laughed. "There's only so many times you can have them, you know, before you run out of couples."

"Yes, well, we can get remarried just for the party of it."

Lily shook her head, "You're such a dork, James Potter."

"Why thank you, Evans."

"How do you know it was a compliment?"

"Because you love me."

"Do I?"

"Very much."

Lily laughed. "Gods you're an arrogant toerag."

James grinned, his lip hanging up on his tooth, and his eyes so warm in the low orange glow of the dying fire. The sounds of the ocean filled the night silence and a light breeze tousled his hair, as though even nature itself had come alive and couldn't keep its hands off of him. Lily moved closer to him so that their bodies were touching and they were both on their sides, no longer looking at the stars in the sky, but instead at the stars in one another's eyes.

Lily reached over and gently ran her fingers through his hair with her fingers, pale under moonlight they were a contrast with his black mane. She slid even closer, and they were pressed together, and they kissed, then, their senses falling into one another entirely.

Sirius and Remus lay in bed, hours later, likewise pressed together and getting lost in one another. Remus's fingers moved through Sirius's hair. "I am so happy right now," Remus whispered. "I very much doubt if I have ever been this happy in my entire life."

Sirius smiled and kissed Remus softly, his palm on Remus's face. "I can't believe you did all this, that we're in Costa Rica. That you got me a bloody unicorn."

Remus chuckled. "I can't believe I got you a bloody unicorn either."

"Can we keep him?"

"No," Remus replied.

Sirius sighed.

Remus said, "I will love you forever, though."

"Forever and ever?" Sirius asked.

"Yes. I will. You're a part of me, didn't you hear Dumbledore earlier? We're not two pieces anymore, we're one whole."

Sirius smiled. "I like the idea of that. I hated being a piece."

Remus nodded, "And I hated missing one."

Remus leaned forward and kissed Sirius's jaw, and then the soft spot just below his ear, down onto his neck... Hands ran across arms, and lips over collar bone and sternum... fingers tangled in curly hair and warm breath on skin. Sirius bit his lower lip as he lost his breath.

Lily woke as sunlight tickled the lids of her eyes, and found herself curled against James's form on the beach beside the completely spent remains of the fire. The water line har risen up and was near to touching their toes, though not quite reaching them. The wide elephant ear leaves waved at her in the cool morning breeze.

She leaned over and kissed James's lips to wake him.

"Morning," she whispered.

"Mmmnhm," he mumbled.

She snuggled back up against him, listening to his heart beat.

There were footsteps in the sand behind them, then, and Lily looked up. Gideon Prewett was there, standing awkwardly a few feet away. Lily sat up, and James, feeling her urgency in the way she got up, sat up as well and turned to look. Gideon took a step toward them, "Hey you lot," he said, his voice low and cracking about the edges.

"Giddy... what's the matter?" Lily asked.

He looked at James.