Aphrodite: How it happens then I send you on a simple mission to fire an arrow – with a quiver of arrows you have had since before your birth – that you somehow instead managed to SHOOT YOURSELF?!
Eros: It was fate…
Aphrodite: Fate?! Fate!! We’re Gods you- You *deep breath*
Remus: *smirks, getting an idea. Starts scratching Sirius’ head* Padfoot?
Sirius: *automatically leaning into the touch* yeah?
Remus: who’s a good boy?
Sirius: *scoffs* please, Remus, that’s not going to work on-
Remus: come on, who’s a good boy?
Sirius: *struggling* no, stop it…
Remus: you are!
Sirius: *whole body uncontrollably wiggling with excitement* really!?
Remus: yes you are! now go fetch me some chocolate
Sirius: *jumps up and runs to the dorm.*
Remus: *smugly* works every time.
Lily Luna: Are you Professor Longbottoms daughter?
Alice : Yeah…
Alice : Aren’t you the girl who called my dad a fascist?
Lily Luna: He canceled quidditch, because of a plant. He canceled the best sport known to man, because there was allegedly a rare plant growing on the field, which there wasn’t. It was just James being an arse.
Lily Luna: And I mean fascist isn’t necessarily a bad thing. there are good fascist. I can’t think of any right now, but-
Alice : Shh, it’s fine.
Alice : My dad can be a little… Extreme when it comes to work. Though I’m not sure canceling Quidditch counts as extreme.
Lily: James Potter, will you mary me?
Sirius: *pops out of nowhere* YES YES A THOUSAND TIMES YES
Lily: Sirius I –
Remus: *bounces in the room* So when do you think the wedding should be? I’m thinking more of an autumn wedding. We could have it outside, with the leaves changing colours, so they could match you hair. *a notebook magically appears* It should be at the end of September I think. October’s never really a good month for me.
Peter: *stumbles in* I think the cake should be a triple layered cake with chocolate on the bottom, for you Moony, Vanilla in the middle and whatever you feel like on the top.
Sirius: LILY EVANS YOU HAVE MADE THIS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE *begins to sob*
James: This is like the fifth proposal we’ve tried. I told you Evans, no matter who does the asking, they’ll always be there.
Sirius: I shall commence planning my bachelor party. Come Wormtail, we have details to discuss.
Remus: You have made me the happiest man alive, future Mrs. Lily Black-Lupin-Pettigrew-Potter. *pecks her on the cheek on his way out*
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