A Small Church by the Brown House

Kelsi stood in here in a dressy pencil skirt that ended under her knees, and a matching jacket that was folded over a low white top. She held Drew's hand. They were having a private wedding. Just the two of them.

(AWW. <3)

Libby, very heavily pregnant, was watching this event. Just Kelsi and Drew... and Libby. What, like anyone would really suspect her to miss both her best friend and her brother's wedding? When she had been hoping they'd get together for years?

Please.

Kelsi, who was also impregnated (A complete shock, but quite predicted considering the home-run scored by both on New Year's.) had a slight bulge in her stomach. She remembered clearly the moment she dropped down on the street at Diagon Alley and everything she had consumed exploded through her mouth onto the street. She also remembered clearly the screaming when she found out she was pregnant, but hey, it was totally predicted. What else would come with unprotected sex?

Either way, it would all turn out, considering that she was standing here getting married to the man she's loved since fifth year. And the man who she had had a schoolgirl crush on since her second year. Quite nice. To lighten the nervous mood, she took his hand in hers and grinned up at him. Either way, one thing that'll never change is their height difference. There was Kelsi at her whopping 5"2, and him over a head higher than her.

Libby, knowing that Kelsi was pregnant, was tearing up. Wedding, pregnant, the two were finally together and going to start their new life... it made Libby cry. Ahh, young love.

It was the best day of Drew's life. He'd never felt happier, even if he had to look down 1'2" to look at Kelsi. He felt his heart pounding in his chest, squeezed her hands, and kissed her.

AND THEN THEY WERE MARRIED AND IT WAS BEAUTIFUL AND THERE WERE LOTS OF TEARS AND HUGGING AND KISSING AND WHAT-HAVE-YOU