Warnings: Foul language and mentions of sex.


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~ The Proposal ~

"How do you go about proposing to someone?" James abruptly asks, looking up to meet the piercing silver eyes of his best friend. They are sitting opposite each other, throwing a quaffle back and forth. James is currently dressed in his Abercrombie & Fitch pyjamas, hair mused from a Quidditch match with his best friend.

Sirius shrugs, his miniature ponytail bobbing as he bounces up and down in his seat. "I don't know, I'm never going to get married, am I? No. I'm going to stay a macho, manly stud; single for the rest of my life, into drugs and rock'n'roll, threesomes on Saturdays, that sort of thing." Then he breaks into a smile. "Ooh. I get it."

"Really?" James says, frowning and shaking his head. He decides to change the subject, not ready for the inevitable teasing sure to commence. "What's happened between you and Taten?"

The handsome man really does have the attention span of a goldfish, James thinks, as Sirius answers his question. "I dumped her. She's getting really clingy. And I want to try something new. You know, a new girl to play around with."

The bespectacled Marauder starts shaking his head even harder. "You're in love with Rose. You have tattoos dedicated to her covering your body, you dumb git; you'll get back together. Just like you always do."

Sirius shrugs. "I want to try this lone wolf thing for just a few weeks longer. Then I'll apologise, we'll have mind blowing sex and she'll move back in with me. Or rather, she'll just spend more time at mine than at hers."

James laughs, standing up and walking over to the cabinet. They're in the Potter Manor's lounge right now, enjoying autumn and the beauty the season brings with it. The air is pleasantly chilly and the windows are half open, sending a pleasant draft into the huge family lounge.

"But really James, what's this about a proposal? You wanna marry Lils?"

James smiles softly; even the sound of her name makes him happy. He throws a can of beer to Sirius and watches his friend pluck it from the air and crack it open.

"I want her forever, Padfoot. What d'you think?"

"About proposing? I've been with Rose longer than you've been with Lily and I'm never gonna propose to that crazy bitch."

"Because you and her would never work. But I'm serious, Padfoot. I love her so much." James says, gulping down the beer.

"She's worth it." Sirius says. "You should propose to her if you think you're ready. But school just finished, give it time. You've only been together a year."

"And yet I can't bare the thought of another second without her. Her parents won't let her move in with me if she's not married first."

"Then fuck it, marry the sexy redhead-"

"Oi!" James laughs.

There's a knock on the door and James stands up, running a hand through his hair and sighing shakily. "That's probably her. Do I propose now?"

"No, you crazy bastard. Wait, do you even have a ring?" When James blushes shyly, Sirius bursts out into laughter. "You really are fucked up. No, no. Make it romantic."

"Right, and this is coming from Sirius Black, playboy and shagger-extraordinaire? Who has a policy of PANTS DOWN, WILLY OUT?"

Sirius at least has the courtesy to blush a little. "Not all the time. Not with Rose."

James raises an eyebrow. "Yeah, with Rose you're policy is just WILLY OUT. No PANTS DOWN or anything."

Sirius sticks out his tongue. "Me and Rose have this raw animalistic passion between us, we don't have the time to indulge in little time wasting activities like taking our clothes off."

The doorbell rings again and the very handsome young man cocks his head. "Don't leave your woman waiting any longer."

James nods and sets his almost-full can of beer down on the glass coffee table. As soon as he opens the door, he almost falls back when someone runs into him.

"Rose!" He moans, cradling his assaulted arm.

"Where is he?" She growls, golden hair swishing around her and green eyes cackling with electricity. She is angry. Angrier than angry.

James decides he needs to protect his friend. Rose is in one of her moods and Sirius definitely does not deserve to face her wrath right now, even though he's been a complete bastard to Rose. "He's not here."

"He's not at his apartment, so he's got to be here!" She growls, taking out her wand and pointing it at James. "I'll hex your balls off if you don't tell me."

James gulps. He considers giving his friend up, deciding that his balls are way more important than his best friend, but then the manor is filled with a loud and resonant crack as Sirius apparates right next to her. "Hey, baby!" He says, leaning forward to kiss her.

But Rose has other ideas. She moves back and slaps him hard, so hard his face whips around. Sirius winces and licks his now bleeding lip.

"Crazy bitch," he huffs. Then he steps closer to her, holding his arms out. "Come on Rose, I'm sorry."

She shakes her head. "No. You're not. You're not even a tiny bit sorry."

Then she grabs a hold of his arm and drags him out of the house, where they can both disapparate.

And with a crack, Rose takes them to an unknown destination. Probably to an alley where they'll make up over a joint and some steamy hot sex.

James shrugs and closes the door. But moments later there's a knock. He throws it open and sees Lily.

She's wearing a long green dress with a cardigan to keep her warm. Her hair is arranged in a high messy bun and her cheeks glow golden with the slight tan she acquired in France.

"James," she breathes, leaning forward to kiss him. He's in a trance. He's never seen someone so beautiful before. Her lips meet his in a brief kiss but she moves away when he's unresponsive. Lily looks at him; at his wide eyes and open mouth.

"What?" She asks after seconds of silence.

"Marry me." He blurts out. Then he winces, not unlike Sirius's wince when Rose slapped him earlier.

"What?" Lily asks again, though this time her voice is high pitched and slightly hysterical.

She hesitantly steps into the enormous house and closes the door behind her.

"Are you drunk James?" She asks when he leads her to the main lounge. Lily sees the two cans of beer on the table and shakes her head. That's all the proof she needs. She sighs angrily.

"No, one of them is Sirius's! I swear. And mine's practically full."

Lily sits down, kicking her dolly shoes off and sighing. "Where is the mangy mutt then? I haven't seen him for a few days." She asks, running a hand over her tired face.

"Rose disapparated them out of here. After slapping his face really hard of course."

Lily laughs despite herself. "Bless him and his beautiful face."

"Lily..."

"You aren't serious, are you?" She asks, biting her bottom lip in worry. James suddenly wishes he can kiss her bottom lip and take it between his teeth. His finger reaches out on its own accord to smooth the frown lines on either side of her mouth.

"I love you." He says simply.

"I love you," she smiles as she pulls him closer, running a hand through his mused hair. "You really want to marry me?"

"I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it."

She shakes her head and leans up to steal a sweet quick kiss. "You're insane." Lily says.

"Hmm," he hums, covering her body with his own and moving the pillows out of the way. He attacks her lips and sucks the pulse point on her neck.

"I can definitely say this isn't what I expected a Marauder proposal to be like. I expected fireworks, dancing gremlins, naked veelas and Sirius pole-dancing." She says into his hair, moaning when his hands wander.

"I haven't even gotten you a ring yet," James admits, blushing when she shakes her head and giggles.

"Wow James. I can safely say this is definitely not the proposal I expected. I didn't even expect a proposal. Considering you're still in your pyjamas and look like you just rolled out of bed."

"Shut up!" He laughs. "It's ten o'clock. A perfectly reasonable time to be in your PJs and drink beer."

They kiss lazily for a while, the only noise being the cackling flames, the sound of their pants and their lips meeting in a battle of dominance.

"Okay." Lily says after a while. "Alright. I'll marry you."

James frowns. "You could at least sound more enthusiastic about it. Like when we're having sex and you're positively screaming for it-"

"Well you haven't given me a ring or anything! Obviously I'm not going to be dancing with joy! I mean ... I- I like the idea of marrying you."

James mutters something under his breath. But when Lily asks him to repeat, he simply says, "You're so beautiful."

They smile at each other.

And two weeks later when they're simply taking a romantic stroll through the Wizarding Park, a group of gremlins hop by, and half-naked veelas are chasing each other and fireworks cackle and explode in the sky spelling out, "MARRY ME LILY!"

This time, James concludes, Lily is definitely amused and enthusiastic and satisfied. He slips the enormous Potter ring onto her finger, worth thousands and thousands of galleons. It looks dazzling on her.

Lily lets out a gloriously sweet laugh and starts nodding, leaning into her future husband's touch.

"Yes! Of course I'll marry you." She says, turning to wind her fingers through his hair and kiss him as hard as she can.

And though Sirius isn't stripping or pole dancing, he whizzes by on his bike, girlfriend holding tight onto him and some champagne fizzing all over the place.

"Yes," James thinks, "this is how I want to spend the rest of my life."

He presses his lips against Lily's again. "Come on," he says when he spots Remus and Sirius play fighting. "Let's have sex."

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A/N: This was great fun to write, I hope you've all enjoyed it. I think this is how James would propose, he's too impulsive to really plan it out. Please review and favourite!

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