"So... should I do it?"
"Propose? Hell, yeah Prongs."
"I don't know. It's not a great idea, with the war and all. Maybe..."
Sirius sips his firewhiskey carefully. "Does she make you happy?"
"Yeah," James admits.
"Then why not, Prongs? You two deserve better than this damned war."
"I can't. What if... what if she gets pregnant? I'm not raising my child in the middle of this hell!"
"You got a ring yet?" James shakes his head. "Get her one before this shit falls in your faces and you can't dig yourselves out. You deserve at least a little happiness."