In the midst of war they decided to marry. To surrender all their years with each other. Was it too fast? Could they have made the biggest mistake of their lives? Perhaps. Perhaps down the line it wouldn’t work out.
But he looked into her eyes. Imagined this scenario happening a hundred times fifty years into the future. He could see it, clear as day; a future memory existing right now, hovering between them.
And he knew that despite their youth, marrying her was something he’d never regret.
– James Potter, excerpt from a story still unwritten