Small lights began floating in the air as the sun set, a dim brightness settling on the patio. Several of the tipsier guests swat at the lights as Sirius Black, best man extraordinaire, rose from the wedding party's table.
Raising his glass, he began, "So… I lied…"
Remus stood abruptly, his chair squealing. "I was actually the initial liar!"
"Me too!" hiccupped Peter as he hastily stood to be included. Unfortunately, he also knocked over the champagne glass of the woman sitting to his right.
Sirius, mildly irritated that his two friends thought it fit to be a part of his moment, interrupted, "Excoooose me! This is my best man speech, and I would prefer it to be uninterrupted."
Lily and James laughed, unsure as to where this speech was going. They knew it couldn't be too awful since Sirius was a softy, but that also meant he could not handle his liquor and many sorts of things tended to spill out whenever he was slightly intoxicated.
"Fine, Sirius, be the drama queen. But please give me the credit I deserve in this story," huffed Remus.
"Yes yes, Moony, will do will do. Now, on to the juicy bit: we, and by 'we' I mean me, Moony — there's your credit, happy? — Wormy, Mar, and Mary, were far from oblivious to Lily and James's burning desire to snog each other in a broom cupboard. In fact, we plotted the whole thing." Sirius slid across the dance floor, and with a spin said, "Buckle up children! Reminisce with me."