That's right, a wedding. My little sister. Getting married. To my best friend. At age 16. I'm still not entirely sure how I feel about this one, but I guess that I should have seen it coming...apparantly, everyone else did. And there's no one I'd rather her marry more, Harry's the best guy I know. But...16!

I still can't believe my parents haven't stopped them. Hell, I still can't believe I haven't stopped them.

It's just that they're so...happy.