Match Made In Heaven

"First lesson of the day is Defence Against the Dark Arts." James read aloud, frowning down at his timetable critically. "Hmm, well, at least it's not History of Magic, that sounds boring."

"I don't know, it might be very interesting." Remus said absently as he folded his timetable up neatly and put it into his pocket. "Does anyone know where Classroom thirty-one is?" He asked as he stood up and dragged his school bag from beneath the desk.

"No idea…I suppose we'll have to guess." Sirius replied as he too stood up. "Come on, Potter, let's get going…we have stuff to learn."

"Ah yes, the joys of school…I am a sponge! My only purpose in life to have knowledge stuffed down my throat by teachers who wield words as if they were whips." He sighed dramatically as he walked side-by-side with Sirius. "We must do our very best and be good little boys, follow the rules and make sure we never step a single toe out of line!"

"Mate," Sirius said, leaning towards James with a mischievous glitter in his eyes. "Rules were made to be broken."

James' grin spread and he slipped an arm through Sirius'. "Ah, I think I have finally found my soul-mate!"

Sirius sniggered. "We are a match made in heaven, my dear, sweet James."

"I think you'd look good in a dress, it would suit you."

"And I can imagine the cake and flowers! Of course, I would want my bouquet to have roses in it."

"Done! My Mother will be so pleased to hear of our engagement!"

Remus giggled, helpless against the antics of the two boys as they walked ahead of him. Abruptly James got down on one knee, taking Sirius' hand in his own. People turned and began to stare, several students stopped in the hall and began giggling and whispering.

"Sirius Black, will you consent to become my wife?"

Sirius affected a feminine giggle, putting his free hand over his mouth and fluttering his eyelashes. "Oh Jamie! I'm so happy! Of course I will marry you!"

"You two had better hurry to class, you're going to be late." A voice startled the two boys out of their play-acting, James stood up and took Sirius' hand as McGonagall appeared from the Great Hall with a small smile.

"Of course, Professor. Sorry, Professor." They chorused sweetly with almost identical smiles.

"Congratulations on your engagement, I'm sure your parents will be very happy to hear the news, now get going."

Sirius gave James the soppiest, most glowing look he could muster and leaned his head against James' shoulder. "Thank you Professor, I'm so happy!" Together, still hand-in-hand, they moved towards the stair case.