Marrying Harry was the best thing you could do, even if it was an arranged marriage, you two still loved each other.

Harry sighed as he tried to tie his tie, a little stressed.

Harry sighed one last time before approaching you, who was placing the rings on your fingers. Harry put his hands around your waist and rested his head on your shoulder.

“My love, you know I never asked you for anything.” Harry began, his voice a little playful. “Can you fix my tie?” He asked.