Lord Hadrian Potter-Black Peverell floated into the room, his raw magic illuminating the hall
"Lady Greengrass" he said confidently
The frail, blonde heiress, with ivory skin who never lost her composure turned to him.
Looking over, she couldn't help but admiring his perfect quidditch muscle under his custom tailored dragon skin robe, and his magic was like a roaring ocean, pulling her towards him.
She swooned, her beautiful pale face, now red with blush, and fell into his arms.
A bright light illuminated the room, magic had just initiated a soul / love bond between them, and there were golden lights and trumpets playing a beautiful song.
beautiful rings of diamond and sapphire and emerald twin drops, were conjured by magic because of their love, and the color of their eyes.
They lived happily ever after, and had seven children, with blonde straight or black unruly hair, and were all geniuses and pranksters and called Severus and Lupin and Rollo or whatever.
The end.