“First of all, stop looking at me with that shitface, Prongs, this was totally your idea,” Sirius shouted to James, who was paralyzed between his guests.
“It haven’t crossed my mind that you’d get drunk just one hour after the party has begun", he chuckled, his face pure amusement.
“Bloody hell, mate, are you sure you have lived with me for seven years? Always underestimating my abilities.”
“Will you start this already, Padfoot?” Remus grinned from a corner.
“Alright, alright. Prongs,” he began, and all the marauders exchanged looks that clearly said brace yourselves, gentlemen. “I need to say that I’ve never thought I would be here one day. Not as a best man, because it’s obvious that you would have chosen me anyway. My surprise is that you managed to convince Evans to make part of this nonsense,” he waved his hand vaguely pointing to the marauders.
Lily giggled. Some chairs farther from where Sirius was giving his enlightening lecture, McGonagall silently agreed. “Anyway, I must say that you have some points in your favor…it’s not the case of your appearance, since you apparently didn’t managed to fix your hair not even to your bloody wedding.”
Peter and Remus laughed in agreement. “But you do have your charms, you know…don’t be jealous, Moony.”
Remus facepalmed, because he was sure that at some point Sirius would bring him to his speech. It was just sooner than he was expecting. Dumbledore’s eyes glowed and he leaned against his table, crossing his fingers and giggling to himself in obvious amusement.
“However, what I really need to do here is to thank you, mate. For everything, you know. Our moments together, your support and stuff. I love you, man.”
“Pads, do you realize that I’m the one marrying James and not you, right?”, Lily spoke for the first time, her eyebrows raised. General laughs filled the place for a considerable time.
"Shut up, Potter", he replied.
"What? I didn’t say anything!“ James complained in outrage.
“Not you, stupid stag, I’m talking to the other Potter,” he rolled his eyes and pointed to Evans. The couple blushed and smiled at the statement and at the unconsciously sweet and drunk Sirius. “Speaking about stags,” he continued.
"Oh god, don’t—” Remus muttered exasperated.
“Thanks for the stag parties. Yeah, they were amazing, all of the monthly parties.” Lily giggled at James shoulder, who had frozen in his place, glancing at the very confused faces of his guests.
“Can you go to the point already? We don’t have all night,” Remus pointed out.
"Calm your nerves, Moony, safe your hurry for when we get home. You don’t want to hurt these people’s eyes, I’m sure, even though I woudn’t mind at all,“ and before he soaked even further in his spiral of nonsense, he decided to follow Remus’ suggestion. “So, I’ll be serious now, Prongs.”
James opened his mouth to reply. “You’ve been Sirius since you were born you know—”
“NO PUNS RIGHT NOW, PRONGS”, Peter begged and James remained
thwarted in silence.
“So, my little horned friend,” he paused to sip his wine “I’m honored to be the chosen one to be here. It really matters to me, you have no idea. Looking at you and Lily right know, trying to convince myself that it’s not a hallucination
induced by alcohool, I couldn’t be more proud.”
James’s gaze was now fixed on Lily, his obvious disbelief saying that he was also not sure that she wasn’t a hallucination indeed.
‘Will you look at me when I’m pouring my heart out to you?’
Everybody laughed, and Remus finally moved from his corner, getting a sit next to Peter. The movement caught Sirius’ attention, and Remus regret it instantly. “N-o”, he mouthed but Sirius ignored him completely.
‘Will you look at me while pouring your heart out to me, Pads?’ James paraphrased him as he worried realized who was the aim of Sirius’ gaze.
Sirius ignored him as well. ‘So, let me tell you why today is probably the most important day of our lifes’, his eyes were now fixed on Remus, who was a little bit far away from James, so the entire room followed his gaze. ‘Today is a remarkable day because, to McGonagall relief, it represents how we’ve matured in the last year.’
McGonagall doubtful expression caused a brief general giggle.
‘But today is not just Prongs’ day. We are all adults now. Grown men, with responsabilities not only to ourselves, but to the entire wizard community. We are now ready to learn how to live and take care of ourselves and mostly important how to love each other. That’s why I’m here, to say that I’m proud of all of us, because who would have thought? We. Adults.’ he paused a little, letting the startled audience assimilate his not-so-drunk-anymore words.
‘That’s why, ladies and gentlemen’, he turned his look to James, ‘and Prongs.’
When his eyes went back to Remus, James suddenly realized what was about to happen, and his heart skipped a beat. ‘Gods.’
‘That’s why I have an ask to do,’ he got down from the table he was standing to move forward to a petrified Remus Lupin. He swallowed hard when their eyes met directly this time.
‘Will you marry me, Remus?’
The entire room burst into noises that went from shocked to amused at the unannounced proposal.
‘Y-e-s,’ Remus mouthed over the crowd.
Two hours later
‘I’m wondering where is all your supposed maturity now?’ James looked at Sirius standing in his doorway with an almost empty bottle in his hand.
‘I had to be convincing. Now shut up and call your wife, Potter.’
‘I just got married, Padfoot, I’m not going to call Lil—’
‘What do you want, Siri?’ Lily appeared over James’ shoulder, still dressed on her wedding dress.
‘Take off your dress, young lady.’ Sirius asked very formally.
James eyes widened. ‘Can you please stop harassing my wife at least now that we’re married?’ James laughed, rolling his eyes, ‘you’re drunk, go home.’
‘YOU, SIRIUS BLACK’, Remus shouted after disapparating next to Sirius. ‘What the fuck are you doing here?’ he grabbed Sirius’ crooked tie. ‘Let’s go home.’
‘I was trying to get your wedding dress, you ungrateful fag—’, but the words didn’t come off of his lips because Remus crashed their mouths together and still holding on the man’s tie
almost like a dog in his collar
they disapparated together.
‘I think we should rethink Harry’s godfather,’ Lily giggled, pulling her husband’s tie and slamming the door behind them.