A Wedding Proposal
"Lily, will you marry me?"
Lily stared. "No..." she said finaly, then caught herself. "No! That's not what I meant!"
James looked at her, slightly exasperated. "Then what DID you mean?"
Sirius peered at the two as he walked by, gave James a very obvious nudge, winked at Lily, and walked off.
"You are NOT helping, Sirius!" James shouted after his best friend's retreating back.
"Um... my answer is yes, in case you wanted to know," said a ruffled Lily behind him.
James' back stiffened, and he slowly turned around. "Uh... so you'll marry me?"
"Why not?"
"Oh. All right then." James smiled. "June wedding?"
"No. That's for silly Muggle girls. An October wedding. On Halloween."
James shook his head. "Always the goth."
"Well, I'm a witch, what do you expect?"
And so they got married, had Harry, and eventually died. There was absolutely no romance involved and NO clichés to be accounted for.
"Lily, will you marry me?"
Lily stared. "No..." she said finaly, then caught herself. "No! That's not what I meant!"
James looked at her, slightly exasperated. "Then what DID you mean?"
Sirius peered at the two as he walked by, gave James a very obvious nudge, winked at Lily, and walked off.
"You are NOT helping, Sirius!" James shouted after his best friend's retreating back.
"Um... my answer is yes, in case you wanted to know," said a ruffled Lily behind him.
James' back stiffened, and he slowly turned around. "Uh... so you'll marry me?"
"Why not?"
"Oh. All right then." James smiled. "June wedding?"
"No. That's for silly Muggle girls. An October wedding. On Halloween."
James shook his head. "Always the goth."
"Well, I'm a witch, what do you expect?"
And so they got married, had Harry, and eventually died. There was absolutely no romance involved and NO clichés to be accounted for.