Long awaited
Our tale begins in Nick and Nicolas' back garden. It's finally the day of their wedding after waiting for Nicolas to become a ghost.
Nick is waiting at the end of the altar, he's wearing his most splendid suit with a ruffled neck and a top hat.
His best man is Harry, one of the select few humans atttending the occasion.
Harry asked, "Are you nervous, Nick?"
Nick smiled. "No, this has been long awaited. I'm just glad that it's finally here."
The wedding march that had been modified to sound ghoulish began to play.
Moments later, Nicolas appeared at the end of the aisle. He too was wearing his finest suit complete with a bow tie. He began to walk towards Nick at a steady pace.
As he drew near the end, Nick winked at him.
Nicolas smirked.
Their officiator was Minerva, Headmistress since the Battle of Hogwarts was won.
She began, "Ladies, gentlemen and ghosts, I would like to thank each and every one of you for being here today to witness this act of love. I myself know that they have been waiting for this day for many years now." She turned to Nick and asked, "Would you like to say your vows first?"
Nick nodded and beamed, "It's difficult for me to explain the way I feel around you, naughty Nicolas because I have never had a love quite like ours before. I have had flings and crushes, but all of that was a very long time ago now. I never dreamed that I would find my one true love, but here we are. I love you and I would wait another hundred years just to be with you."
Minerva turned to Nicolas and insisted, "You may say yours now."
Nicolas said, "Nothing that I say could possibly top yours, Nicky, but I can certainly try to. When we first met, I had just lost my ability to live forever and I never thought that I could be as happy as I was with that. Then, I met you and well, things changed. I fell in love like I have never done before and you helped me get over the loss of my immortality. For that I am grateful, but I am most grateful for our love."
Minerva inquired, "Do you Sir Nicholas De Mimsy-Porpington take Nicolas Flamel to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to hold, in sickness and in health forevermore?"
Nick replied, "I do."
Minerva went on, "Do you Nicolas Flamel take Sir Nicholas De Mimsy-Porpington to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to hold, in sickness and in health forevermore?"
Nicolas grinned. "I do."
Minerva declared, "You may kiss the groom!"
Nick kissed Nicolas passionately.