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She's In Love With The Rat by Kira

Format: Novel
Chapters: 23
Word Count: 86,809
Status: COMPLETED

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Mild Language, Mild Violence, Substance Use or Abuse

Genres: Drama, Humor, Romance
Characters: Lupin, Snape, Sirius, Lily, James, Pettigrew, Voldemort, OC
Pairings: Other Pairing

First Published: 11/14/2006
Last Chapter: 07/02/2007
Last Updated: 04/22/2013

Summary:


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COMPLETED
Katie Potter is the seventeen year old, never been kissed, sister of James Potter and she is certain that she is in love with Sirius Black. However, fate’s winding road leads her, instead, into the arms of the last person she ever expected; a person who would make her life extraordinary at one moment... and then tear it to shreds. And he spends some of his time as a rat...


Chapter 19: Longer

Welcome, welcome to Chapter Nineteen!!!! I really hope you enjoy this one; it’s got some pretty exciting events and an ending that isn’t a cliffhanger!!! YAY!!! Thank goodness its summer!!!! As you can see I’m very hyper right now!!! My excited self will see you at the bottom!!!

Disclaimer: I did not write the song “Longer.” It is sung by Dan Fogelberg and is very, very pretty!

Chapter Nineteen

Longer

We did all we could. We looked everywhere for Peter. With the Marauder’s help we scoured over every possible place Peter had ever been. But we couldn’t find him. We spoke with Aaron but he couldn’t shed any light on the situation. I had a sneaking suspicion that the death, or really the murder, of his father had something to do with his leaving. But what could he be attempting to do? Find the Death Eaters? Fight them? By himself? Where would he live? How could he possibly be okay?

These were the thoughts that continued to plague my mind through the entire length of the summer. I would lie awake crying at night so scared that Peter might be hurt somewhere and that I couldn’t help him. When an owl came to our house I would always rush to get it, thinking that maybe sometime it might be from Peter. He might tell me where he was and why he left me so suddenly. I had my ideas but my own speculations weren’t good enough for me. My summer, which I hoped would be calm and restful became worrisome and stressful. My life was a combination of working and doing what I could for Peter.

When James and Sirius began to go to the Auror Academy at the beginning of July they vowed to use the things they learned to find Peter. I nodded at their confidence but knew somehow that finding Peter would be hard. It was a bizarre thing to have one of your friends completely disappear out of your life. James and the others took it hard as well. They were distraught that Peter didn’t confide in them before leaving.

“We always talked about the things that were really important,” James told me one day. “I can’t believe this.”

The days and weeks just passed on. I kept telling myself that I would worry less and less each day and that the days would get easier and easier. But they didn’t. They just stayed the same. Peter stayed in my thoughts and sometimes even my dreams.

At the end of the summer I managed to save enough money from my job, which paid surprisingly well, to move out of my parent’s house and into a small apartment with Vicky, whose job in Diagon Alley was nearby. I had never thought I would be sharing an apartment with Vicky but when one moves out into the real world a friendly face is wonderful. We got along great which surprised me at first. Vicky had always been a great girl but living with a person is totally different than seeing them once and awhile. Vicky, brilliant girl, had managed to score a job at Gringotts and she enjoyed it very much. Our apartment was tiny, but it had a certain amount of coziness to it. A microscopic kitchen and a little living room were the only other rooms besides one bathroom and a single bedroom that Vicky and I shared. We have to start somewhere.

Time continued to pass. It was alarming. I worked at the paper. Vicky worked in Diagon Alley. James and Sirius were at the Auror Academy, with a nearby Lily studying at the Remington Lewis School for Healers. Remus remained at Hogwarts where he was receiving formal training to teach professionally. It was a hectic time to say the least.

After a year it was hard to remember a time before bills, cold showers, and no Hogwarts. It was still hard for me to forget a time of Peter. A rather cute guy from the Daily Prophet asked me out and we had a couple dates but I couldn’t bring myself to admit feelings for him. Something was holding me back. I didn’t want to admit what it was, or rather who it was, but I knew inside what was going on.

He dumped me but I never remember feeling very much sadness about the situation. I was happy to just be me again. Vicky and Remus, however, finally hit it off and were in a strong relationship. I was happy because their relationship helped keep everyone together. With Remus coming over to our place all the time, or us going over to his, we would almost always run into Lily, James, and Sirius and sometimes Claire.

At least once a month the girls would all get together and have dinner. We would discuss the guys, relationships, jobs, life and so on and so forth. Our October dinner was met with a wonderful declaration. We had chosen to go out to this quaint, little Italian place that Vicky had suggested having been taken there on a date by Remus. We all had to thank her because the food was phenomenal. Lily was quiet through the whole meal so as we waited for our dessert to arrive Vicky asked the burning question,

“What’s with you?”

“Um…”

“Lily, what’s going on?” I asked, excitedly. Lily blushed and held out her hand for us to see. Upon her finger was a ring with a small diamond in the center. The three of us just stared for at least a full minute.

“Lily, what is that?” I asked, still in shock.

“I think it’s a ring,” Claire breathed, her eyes wide. Lily smiled as wide as I had ever seen.

“Ladies,” she said dramatically. “I’m getting married!” More silence. Our jaws dropped. Just dropped. Then we all started to squeal and scream. The other tables in the restaurant started to stare but we didn’t stop or care.

“You and James are getting married?!” we all yelled to which Lily nodded.

“How did this happen?”

“Where?”

“When?”

“Whoa girls,” Lily laughed. “We went out for a romantic dinner last night and he asked me. I didn’t see it coming. I didn’t even have to think about it though. I love James and I can’t wait to marry him.”

“Oh my gosh!” We screamed. “We get to plan a wedding!!!”

********

And plan a wedding we did. The wedding date was set for June 9th so we had plenty to do and little time to do it. James selected Sirius to be his best man and Lily, the wonderful and compassionate Lily, picked her sister Petunia for her maid of honor. Vicky and I were to be bridesmaids.

A summer wedding with a tropical, warm theme was planned. Pink dresses, tropical flowers, and a garden setting. We went dress shopping, flower shopping, shoe shopping, dish shopping, jewelry shopping, and so on. Everything shopping. I turned twenty in and found that the world didn’t change because I had reached the big 20. As we planned and continued to work our jobs somehow the year passed and the weather got warmer. Soon the date of the wedding was looming up before us and we were scrambling to finish getting ready. It was about one week before the wedding when James paid me a visit at my apartment.

“James?” I said. “What are you doing here?” I normally only saw him when we all got together for dinner. “Is everything all right?”

“Yes,” he answered in an unconvincing voice. I ushered him inside and brought him over to the couch to sit down. He was acting very serious, something he didn’t do too often which indicated that this was something real and important.

“I’m just going to get right to the point,” he started. “I thought I should be the one to come and tell you this…the guys thought it would be best if I…it’s an interesting situation.”

“James!” I said loudly. “Please just tell me what’s going on!”

“We found Peter…”

“What?” I gasped. “Is he alright? Where is he? Where did you find him?” After James calmed me down he told his story. Today on an Auror raid in the mountains they had managed to capture and arrest various people associated with Death Eaters and Peter had been discovered with them.

“Is he hurt?” I asked, crossing my fingers behind my back. Please…

“He had some mild injuries,” James replied. “But nothing serious. He’s spending the night in the hospital but he should be out in the morning.”

“I can’t believe this,” I muttered, standing and putting a hand to my chest. “I never thought I would see him again. Did he say anything?”

“Not really, he seemed pretty shocked and confused at the moment,” James responded, standing and coming closer to me. “But I’m sure he’ll be back to normal soon.” He cracked a grin. “Maybe he’ll make it to the wedding next week. Maybe he could even be in it. Katie, he’s back! Peter’s back!” James was so excited but I couldn’t feel the same things he was for some reason.

After a quick hug James left me alone with my thoughts. Peter was back. He was back. Back in my life. One part of me wanted to rush over to the hospital and see him but the other part kept me rooted to the couch. What would I say? What would he say? The fear of the unknown conversation kept me at home and I found myself crawling into bed far earlier than normal.

********

Mr. Bailey called me into his office two days before the wedding. There was a little flutter in my chest because I had no idea what this meeting concerned. I had, in my opinion, been going fine work over the past years, but I was still waiting for something I wrote to appear in print.

Mr. Bailey’s wooden desk was long and it was completely full of piles of paper.

“Katie,” he said cheerfully. “Please sit down.” I took the seat across from him and crossed my legs trying to look completely professional.

“You’ve been working here for awhile now and I have seen you produce some truly fine work.”

“Thank you sir,” I said respectfully.

“Well I think you are ready for your most important job yet. I’m sure you heard about the hotel fire that happened yesterday?”

“Of course,” I replied. “Death Eaters started the fire and some very prestigious members of the ministry were killed.”

Mr. Bailey cleared his throat uncomfortably.

“Yes…that’s what happened. What I need you to do is much more important. I need you to write the article about the event, but leave the Death Eaters out of it. Explain how it was an accident that the fire started. Make sure the Ministry Officials are complimented and praised through the duration of the article. Come up with something and have the notes on my desk in a few hours.”

“No.” I had said this before even thinking.

“What do you mean no?” Mr. Bailey asked, the color rising in his neck. “You don’t want the assignment.”

I bit my lip before speaking. I remembered how Peter had reacted when he learned how the media had lied to him and I thoughts of the families of the four ministry members who had been killed. Didn’t they need to know the truth? I would be lying to them. It would be my fault.

“Sir, I’ve been dreaming about an assignment where my work would actually appear in the paper for awhile. I really want to see some of my ideas and styles in the paper but not lies. I can’t write something that is totally false.”

“I’m assigning you this project,” Mr. Bailey said in a way that suggested he wasn’t understanding what I was saying. “Are you refusing to do your work?”

“No,” I declared, standing up from my chair. “Well…sort of. I can’t write this the way you want me to. These people who died are real. They were killed by a real war that’s going on right now. The public isn’t that stupid. They’re slowly discovering what’s going on. The Ministry officials who died would want their story to be told in the truest way possible. This is a disgrace to their memories.”

“Its not my decision,” Mr. Bailey said stiffly. “The Ministry has requested it! And you will do what you’re told.”

“I’m NOT writing that article,” I snapped, very surprised at myself.

“You’ll write it or else…”

“Or what?” I asked angrily. “You’ll fire me? I’ll save you the trouble! I QUIT! Enjoy writing your lies.”

I didn’t look back once as I stormed out of the office and headed home.

********

A few hours after I reached home the realization of what I had done started to sink in. I had just quit my job. A job that was ridiculously secure…for what? For doing the right thing I suppose. What pursuit was more noble than that? I stressed myself out for awhile before heading over to the fridge for some comfort food. I found a note on the fridge from Vicky informing me that she had gone over to Lily’s house to help with the final wedding plans. I took a tub of chocolate ice cream out of the freezer and plopped on the couch. Five minutes later I decided to head over to Lily’s as well. I didn’t feel like being by myself.

********

Lily was more than happy to have me. Her house was in complete chaos. Owls were arriving every few minutes with wedding information and the phone was ringing off the hook. They were in need of reinforcements. I called Mum when the phone was free and told her to come over. She arrived in less than half a second and took over operations. She did battle with Lily’s Aunt Linda who got it into her head that she was Lily’s wedding planner.

“I told her I didn’t need a wedding planner!” Lily gasped. “I just wanted a small wedding!” Everyone was stressed but somehow in high spirits so I decided to hide the fact that I had quit my job until at least after the wedding. It was also during this time that I got the official word that Peter was indeed coming to the wedding. Lily was the one who told me.

“He’s really coming?” I asked, even though she had told me three times.

“Yeah,” she answered. “But there’s more. James asked him to be in the wedding. Since Petunia is the maid of honor and Sirius is the best man they’re walking together. And since Vicky and Remus are a couple they are walking together…so…”

“I have to walk with Peter?!” I said, horrified. “Oh my god. It was my plan to completely avoid him.”

“Good luck,” Lily answered jokingly. She noticed my horror so her face became more serious. “It’s just for a few minutes. It’ll be okay. Do it for me?”

“Of course,” I managed to say with a forced smile. “It’s your wedding.”

*******

“I’m getting married today! I’m getting married today!” I groaned and got up from the couch that I was sleeping on. Lily was running through the house in her pajamas yelling at the top of her lungs. She was in complete hyper mode as we began to get ready. Makeup, hair, dresses, high heels; it basically became bride and bridesmaid central. The bridesmaid’s dresses were two shades of pink. Mine and Vicky’s were a pale, rosy pink, while Petunia’s was more of an orangeish pink. They blended together beautifully; they looked like a sunset when they were together. The dresses went down past our knees, light and breezy, with spaghetti straps and a small flower at the waist. They were truly gorgeous and I felt gorgeous in it. Linda fixed my hair into a fancy up-do with lots of pulling and hairspray. Somehow I managed to look rather pretty. Vicky, looking just as pretty with her curly black hair, came in the room and gave me a hug.

“We look HOT!” she giggled at the mirror. I had to agree.

“Where’s Petunia?” I asked, feeling that all the bridesmaid’s should be together. Vicky shrugged and was about to give some sort of answer but at that moment the doorbell rang.

“Can somebody get that?!” Mrs. Evans called from the room where she was helping Lily get ready. I kicked off my heels so I wouldn’t kill myself on the stairs and rushed towards the door. I threw it open and came face to face with Remus and Peter in their tuxes.

Oh god. Peter.

I stared at him and he stared right back at me. He looked different. Thinner, paler, but the most noticeable change were his eyes. The grey eyes that used to be stormy and sharp had become watery and distant. I couldn’t do this…

“We’re here to drive you to the wedding,” Remus said, staring at my shocked and ill looking face.

I gave Remus and Peter a small, sickly smile, before turning and rushing upstairs with a churning stomach.

“LILY!” I shrieked, running into the preparation room where Lily was getting ready for her trip down the aisle. My freaked out madness had to be put on hold for a moment when I laid eyes on Lily. She looked absolutely fabulous. Her gorgeous white, satin dress flowed down past her feet, making it seem like she was floating when she moved. Her mother was next to her, making slight adjustments to her dress and veil.

“What’s wrong?” Lily asked, her voice questioning but very calm.

“You look fantastic!” I squealed pulling Lily into a light hug; I didn’t want to disrupt the dress too much.

“Thanks, you don’t look to bad yourself,” she smiled. “Is that all? You sounded pretty freaked out.” At that moment Aunt Linda came into the room clapping her hands.

“Is everyone and everything on schedule?” she asked snippily. I rolled my eyes in irritation and went back to my conversation with Lily.

“Lily, I need to ask you a favor.”

“Ask away,” Lily said, turning to the mirror as Linda came up behind her and began to fiddle with her veil.

“Well…”I started. “I don’t think I can walk down the aisle with Peter.”

“What?!” Linda gasped, turning to face me. “It is completely unacceptable to change the wedding march ON the day of the wedding. It is unheard of, and I will NOT do it!”

“I was talking to Lily,” I said sharply. “I just saw him for the first time in two years out in the hall and…I just don’t think I can do it.” Lily moved away from Linda and came over to me.

“Are you sure?” she asked. “I was hoping that being with him again might make you…I don’t know, remember your feelings.”

“I do remember,” I answered. “I remember how messed up things were before he disappeared. And then he was gone and I worried and lost sleep. And then he reappears back into my life and I just don’t think I can deal with him right now.”

“I understand,” Lily replied. “You can walk with Remus.”

“This will be a disaster!” Linda muttered.

“Oh, it’ll be fine,” Lily’s mother piped in. “I’ll go make the change. Keep getting ready sweetie.” Lily thanked her mother and gave my hand a squeeze.

“It doesn’t matter really,” she insisted. “Aunt Linda is a bit of a spaz.”

“Ya think?” I responded, laughing. “But thanks. I really appreciate this.”

“What are friends for?” Lily smiled.

********

Two hours later everything was ready to go. We all made it to the garden where the wedding was going to take place. Remus and Peter went to give their final good lucks to James while the ladies made the final preparations to our dresses and our courage.

Me, Lily, Vicky, and Petunia were all standing waiting for Linda’s cue to start. We shared a massive group hug; we pulled Petunia in as well but I don’t know if she really enjoyed it. Sirius, Remus, Peter, and Mr. Evans joined us next, all looking great in their tuxes. I kept my head down and my eyes away from Peter, but went right over to Remus and took his arm.

“You look great,” we both whispered at the same time to each other. Linda came back in the room then and started to clap. I hate her clapping.

“Everyone look up here,” she called. We all actually had to lower our gaze considering how short she was. “Its time to line up!” She went over to Sirius and Petunia first and arranged them together, they would be leading the line. Petunia looked like she thought Sirius’s arm was about to bite her. Uncomfortable wouldn’t have even begun to describe her face. Linda ignored it and went to me and Remus. She showed me how I was going to be holding his arm and I took it gratefully, glad it wasn’t Peter. I cast a quick look over my shoulder as Linda went to Peter and Vicky next before moving on to Mr. Evans and Lily. Lily smiled at all of us through her veil, her green eyes shining.

Linda then passed out little bunches of tropical, pink flowers to the bridesmaids before handing a large bouquet to Lily.

“Ok!” she called brightly. “When the music starts, you may begin walking. Small steps, but don’t take too long either. Let’s get this bad boy on the road!” She kissed Mr. Evans and Lily on the cheek before heading down the path to take her seat.

We all waited in silence for a few minutes until the sweet sounds of string quartet playing Pachelbel’s Cannon in D. If I was feeling flutters in my chest I had to wonder completely what Lily was feeling. Sirius turned around and gave us all a wink before he and Petunia started to walk down the path towards the aisle. Remus and I were next and we started to follow them step for step.

When we finally reached the rows of chairs everyone’s head was turned to look at us. I smiled brightly as I held Remus’ arm a little tighter. I caught my Mum and Dad’s eye and grinned at them and they smiled back; Charles waving enthusiastically. We finally made it to the front of an aisle where a big, beautiful arch was arranged completely covered in flowers that were every color of the imagination. I winked at James and he smiled in response.

Then the wedding march struck up and Lily and her father started to come down the aisle. The wedding march always makes me tear up so I was thankful that Linda had forced waterproof makeup on all of us. James came forward when Lily and her father finally reached the arch.

For a moment Mr. Evans held both James’ hand and Lily’s hand in his.

“Take care of each other,” he whispered, before kissing Lily’s cheek and squeezing her hand. He gave them one last meaningful look before going to join his wife in the seats. Lily and James joined hands and then moved to the center of the arch.

The whole ceremony seemed kind of hazy to me; in a good way though. A haze of happiness and awe that this was actually happening.

Two rings, two vows, and one kiss later James and Lily were married and the sun never seemed to shine so bright.

*******

The reception was held in a massive tent set in a larger part of the garden. Round tables with white table cloths were arranged cleverly in the space, covered with fancy dinnerware and sparkles. A buffet of fabulous food was set up and there was a talented little band playing in the center. We ate the most delicious cake I have ever had, some sort of vanilla raspberry dream that was sent from heaven for us to eat.

We chatted about the ceremony for awhile until it was time for Sirius, the best man, to give his speech. Sirius got to his feet and held his glass up in the air; the guests following suit. He smiled his famous smile before speaking.

“When I heard that James was going to propose to Lily I was a little nervous. James asked Lily to go out with him near twenty times before she said yes, so I figured this might be the same way.”

James and Lily laughed.

“So James and I started to come up with at least ten different ways to propose so he wouldn’t have to do it the same way every time. We were lucky that Lily said yes right away because more than half of the plans probably never would have worked. However, sitting and concocting plans brought back many memories. James and I have been best friends for as long as I can remember. We did everything together and we used to make pacts and promises to be best friends forever. But I know now that James and I can’t be best friends forever. I’ve lost my spot. I’ve lost my spot to the lovely and wonderful Lily. And that is the way it’s supposed to be. So, let us raise our glasses to James and Lily, now man and wife, and best friends for life.”

As the toast concluded, James and Lily got up from their table and went out to the floor. After they both hugged Sirius and Lily had dried her eyes from the tears that had gathered there during the speech.

“And now,” the band announced as Sirius took his seat. “Mr. and Mrs. Potter will share their first dance.” The guests clapped politely while people closer to the married couple whooted and whistled. As Lily and James met in the center of the floor silence set in. In those moments right before their song started time actually seemed to stop. Lily and James were completely lost in each other’s face as they wrapped their arms around each other.

Lily’s long, white dress flowed out as James gave her a small beginning twirl before the music started up. They really seemed to glow together. They were really in love. My eyes were forced to wander over to Peter. Did I shine when I had been in love with him?

“Don’t be a fool,” a voice in my head snapped. “You know you still love him.” I shook my head at the voice. I wasn’t in love. I hadn’t even seen Peter for two years. There was no possible way for me to love him. The voice in my head was in danger of starting to speak again, so I focused all my concentration on my brother and his new wife. At that moment the song began and Lily and James started to dance.

Longer than there've been fishes in the ocean
Higher than any bird ever flew
Longer than there've been stars up in the heavens
I've been in love with you


Stronger than any mountain cathedral
Truer than any tree ever grew
Deeper than any forest primeval
I am in love with you

I'll bring fire in the winter
You'll send showers in the spring
We'll fly through the falls and summers
With love on our wings


Through the years as the fire starts to mellow
Burning lines through the book of our lives
Though the binding cracks, and the pages start to yellow
I'll be in love with you
I'll be in love with you

Longer than there've been fishes in the ocean
Higher than any bird ever flew
Longer than there've been stars up in the heavens
I've been in love with you

I am in love with you


I teared up as these words sailed across the room. An old song, yes. But one that you really remember and feel in your soul. Perfect for a wedding. Perfect for James and Lily. Perfect for their love. They swirled around the dance floor for the entire song and when it was completed the entire crowd applauded, and the photographer went nuts; snapping away with his camera.

With the first dance complete, other couples moved out to the floor to join in the fun. I got up from my table and started to wander around the tent, casting occasional glances over at Peter. I half expected to catch him staring at me once, but I didn’t. He was absorbed in conversation with Remus for awhile until Remus noticed me repeatedly looking in their direction. He got up from the table and for a moment Peter actually looked in my direction. When his eyes met mine for the briefest of seconds I noticed that there was something different hidden in them; some sort of change.

What had he been through? Where had he been? As these questions raged in my head Remus had finally made it all the way over to me. He looked spiffy in his tux and I gave him a smile as he came up to me.

“Hey,” he said gently. “You wanna dance?”

“Where’s Vicky?” I asked. “Wouldn’t you rather dance with your date?”

“Yes,” Remus admitted jokingly. “But you look like you could use it.”

“You’re right,” I admitted, looking again over at Peter.

“Maybe you can make Peter jealous,” Remus said cheerfully as he took my hand and pulled me to the dance floor.

“I don’t want to make Peter jealous,” I muttered as I pulled myself close to Remus. “I haven’t seen him in two years. I’ve pretty much forgotten everything we were.”

“Don’t stand there lying to me in your pretty pink dress,” Remus laughed. “Talk to him.”

“Why?” I asked. “You’ve just been talking to him.” We spun around in the sea of other couples. When we stopped spinning long enough for me to cast another look over at Peter, he was no longer in his chair.

“He walked over into the garden,” Remus grinned, pointing in the direction Peter had gone. “I know you want to.”

“I don’t know if I can,” I decided, pulling away from Remus.

“I do,” Remus replied.

“I’m angry at him,” I said. “I can’t just pretend not to be.”

“Go get him,” Remus smiled, giving me a push towards the garden. I rolled my eyes playfully at him before grabbing a bunch of my dress in my hands so it wouldn’t drag on the ground. As I headed for the entrance to the garden, Lily stepped in my way.

“Hey you,” she said, still beaming. She probably would always be beaming now.

“So, you unglued yourself from my brother long enough to talk to me,” I laughed. Lily laughed too and hugged me.

“So are you going after Peter?” Lily asked, obviously seeing the direction I was heading in.

“I…don’t even know,” I decided before heading for the garden without looking back.

Night had completely set in and the garden would have been very dark, but strings of white lights had been hung in the trees and bushes, illuminating a path through this truly amazing structure of nature. I found Peter not too far in, standing with his back to me. This was a ridiculously romantic setting but all I wanted to do was kick his ass for leaving me so suddenly.

When I got close to Peter all the anger that I had for him came to realization.

“Where the hell have you been?” I yelled at his back, stumbling closer to him in my high heels. I heard Peter take a deep breath but he didn’t speak. He clasped his hands behind his back and continued to stare into the distance. This section of the garden was more secluded; tall plants and trees blocked any of the feeble moonlight trying desperately to glow through the veil of clouds.

“What is wrong with you?!” I shrieked. It wasn’t my plan to be so loud and angry in the conversation but his apparent calmness was driving me wild. He still didn’t move. In my rage I came up behind him and shoved him as hard as I could. He fell forwards but caught himself before he hit the ground.

“Have you lost it!?” He yelled back at me, standing and brushing himself off. “Have you completely lost it?!

“YES!” I shouted. “I’ve completely lost it with you! How could you do this to me? How could you go and disappear for two years? I HATE you!” Peter’s newly pale face was turning red as he fought back.

“Why do you care that I disappeared? What the hell do you care what happens to me anyway?!”

“How can you even ask me that? I’ve never been so scared in all my life!”

“You don’t really care!”

“What?”

“You were the one who bailed on us when things got a little tough. You were the one who ended our relationship!”

“Yeah, because I was mad at you, not because I stopped caring about or loving you!” There was a sudden clap of thunder in the distance emphasizing my words.

“You still love me?” Peter asked as the rain started to fall from the heavens.

“No,” I said, knowing he would recognize I was lying.

“Katie…”

“Alright,” I sighed, shuddering as the warm summer rain trickled down the back of my fancy dress. “I never stopped.”

The next thing I knew I was wrapped in Peter’s arms, my face buried in his shoulder. Anything that I ever felt for Peter came rushing out at that moment. Passion, caring, fear, love; everything I had been hiding and suppressing for so long came flying to the surface. I was so overwhelmed by these feelings. It felt so good to be in his arms again.

“I was so worried I would never see you again,” I gasped; I could feel his lips brushing my ear. “I’ve never been so scared in my entire life.”

“I’m so sorry,” Peter murmured back. “I just never believed you could ever love me again. I’ve never been so scared in my life. But I love you, I love you so much Katie.” We stood there holding each other for a few minutes as the rain got harder. I pulled apart from Peter and held both his hands in mine.

“Ok then,” I declared, my voice shaking with happiness. “It’s me and you. I don’t want to screw this up again.”

“Never,” was his reply.

“Never,” I agreed. “I let a lot of things get in the way of us before. I let life keep me from you. But now…now I’m ready to make you my life. I love you. I really, really do.”

“Then it’s me and you then? Forever.” he said, grinning a real Peter grin. I answered him with a kiss as the rain continued to patter upon our bodies.

Over the time that we were together Peter and I would share a lot of kisses. But if I had to rate the passion and love contained in all our kisses, this one would leave all the others in the distance.

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Yay a happy ending to a chapter for once! I’m afraid that you shouldn’t get used to this. I hope you liked this chapter and everything about the wedding. This was another one of the chapters that I really enjoyed writing. Thanks once again for all your reads and reviews. You guys are totally wonderful. I’ll see you for chapter twenty! Wow, the big 20!

Love,

Kira

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