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On Christmas Eve, I woke up absolutely dreading the day. See, not only was today Christmas Eve, it was also the day of my dad's wedding to Beth. Not that I did not like Beth, it's just that she was only eleven years older than I was. She was also a tiny bit ditzy. Plus, if she and my dad got married, there was not an ice cubes chance in hell of my mum and dad getting back together, not that they would either way. When they were married, they fought all the time. Not only did I have the wedding to worry about though, I had to worry about how Sirius would behave at the wedding. He had been doing pretty well for the past couple of days, but this was going to be his first time with a large group of people who had know idea there was a such thing as wizards, witches, Hogwarts, or Voldemort. It would also be my dad's first time meeting James. Not that I was worried, I knew they would adore him just like everyone else.

I looked at the clock, half past ten. Oliver, Petunia, Sirius, James, and I had to be at the church for one. The wedding was a two. My mother, of course, would not be in attendance. Petunia and I were bridesmaids and Oliver was the best man.

Looking back at the clock, it showed almost eleven; time to get up, eat, and start getting ready.

"Wake up, James," I whispered nearly a half an hour later in an attempt to wake James up. No such luck. He just rolled over. He was the last one in the house asleep.

"Let me help you there, Lily. I'm experienced in such matters," Sirius said as he walked into the room, "Ohh bacon."

I was just starting to ask Sirius if he was joking when James rolled over and his eyes popped open.

"Bacon? When? Where?" James said jumping out of bed.

"Your welcome," Sirius told me as he walked out of Oliver's room which he, James, and Oliver were sharing.

"Sorry James; no bacon," I told him.

"No bacon? Then why'd you wake me up?" James asked looking disappointed.

"Because it's almost noon and we have to be there for one," I told him leaving the room.

I went to the bathroom and took a shower. The water was warm and refreshing compared to the cold, snowy world outside. I put my hair in a towel and began applying my makeup when I heard someone knocking on the door.

"What?" I asked, annoyed that I could not take a fifteen minute shower without being interrupted.

"Lily! I need my wand!" Sirius shouted in a panicked voice.

"Why? Is everyone alright?" I asked, concerned.

"No!" Sirius shouted, still sounding panicked.

"What's wrong?" I asked, ready to run out of the room.

"I'm not alright!" Sirius said worriedly.

"What's wrong?" I asked. I was getting really annoyed with him for not only interrupting my getting ready, but also for not telling me what was wrong.

"It's an emergency!" Sirius said flustered.

"What happened?" I asked trying not to panic.

"My hair—it's sticking up!" Sirius said sounding grief stricken, This was too much.

"YOUR HAIR IS STICKING UP!" I shouted at him.

"That's what I said!" Sirius shouted through the bathroom door. I could not believe he was shallow enough to be upset because his hair was sticking up.

"SIRIUS BLACK! IF YOU EVER—I REPEAT EVER—INTERUPT ME PANICKING AGAIN BECAUSE YOU'RE HAVING A BAD HAIR DAY, I SWEAR YOU WILL SUFFER DEARLY. WHEN I FINISH WITH YOU, YOU'RE HAIR WILL BE THE LEAST OF YOUR WORRIES!" I threatened, "Now go ask Oliver for hair gel or something! Leave me alone!"

"You don't have to get all hissy!" Sirius said sounding miffed.

"Because his hair was sticking up?" James asked me, for I had just told him what happened with Sirius. James looked like he was trying not to laugh and angry at the same time.

"Because his hair was sticking up," I confirmed. We were both in the kitchen dressed and waiting for Petunia, Oliver, and Sirius so we could leave. Well, James was dressed, I was changing into my dress at the church, "I thought you promised me he was going to be good?"

"I thought he was too," James said looking amused.

"Hello Mr, and Mrs. Hung from a pole by a pack of pixies, fell from the pole, and was run over by a stampeded of hippogriffs," Sirius said walking into the kitchen.

"What does that mean?" James asked annoyed.

"During the quidditch match—you know, the one where you were all out of it—the announcer said you looked as though you'd been… well, you know," I told him.

"I was not out of it for the fiftieth time!" James said, clearly annoyed.

"Mate, you got lost on the way to class," Sirius reasoned.

"Whatever, dude," James said as Oliver and Petunia walked into the room, ready to leave.

"Sirius, mate, why were you so concerned about your hair?" James asked when we were all on the way to the church.

"Oh, well, there will of course be ladies present," Sirius said as though it were obvious.

"Damnit Sirius!" James said, annoyed, "Number 72," James said as he whipped out a piece of parchment from his pocket, "No flirting with random people including Mrs. Evans, the soon to be Mrs. Evans and Lily's grandmother!"

"Dude, what a bloody loser. You always carry that thing around with you?" Sirius said, rolling his eyes.

"Have you forgotten that you have a girlfriend? Someone by the name of Gwen?" I asked as we pulled into the parking lot.

The wedding went by pretty well. It was a beautiful wedding. My dad and Beth seemed very happy. Sirius did not cause any major uproars. That is, until the reception.

"Hem, hem," Sirius said, standing up, "I'd like to make a toast to the bride and groom."

"James!" I hissed, "Stop him."

"How?" James asked.

"Tackle him, throw something at him! I don't care!" I hissed in a panic, but alas, it was to late for Sirius had already launched into his speech.

"I'd like to say a few words to the bride and groom. The three of us go way back, a full three hours. Now, Mr. Evans, I know that sometimes Beth's insane shopping and control issues might get you down, but just hang in there. And Beth, I know that you're soon going to realize that marrying an older man may not have been the best choice, but I promise he'll die soon. Mr. Evans, don't be too upset when Beth starts to get ugly, try and remember the good times. Someone once told me that love outlasts everything and I know that Mr. Evans is insanely in love with Beth's body and the Beth is insanely in love with Mr. Evans' money and after all, that's what love is all about. So, to now and the rest of your lives together, thank you and good night," Sirius ended taking a bow, "Oh, and by the way, if this goes down the crapper before your looks fade, Beth, give me a call," He then sat down as though everything he had just done was perfectly normal. No one in the reception hall really knew what to do, they just sat there at a loss for words. No one clapped. There was silence for at least ten minutes.

"SIRIUS!" I hissed at him, "You may have just ruined my dad's marriage!"

"What? No, of course not, I was only joking," Sirius said as though it were obvious. When you thought about it, it was really quite funny and that's how the awkward silence came to an end. Me, laughing so hysterically with tears streaming down my face. When you think about it, I guess Sirius has his own twisted way of helping things and really and truly is just trying to help. James, however, did not seem to get this.

"Sirius," James said.

"Hm?" Sirius asked?

"Run," James said, "Run as fast as your legs will carry you. You have five seconds. I would not suggest letting me catch you, it might result in your death. Five seconds, now!" James said looking down at his watch.

That is how the night ended. James chasing Sirius out of the reception hall, both of them running at top speed, Sirius scared for his own well being. No one could help it, they all burst out laughing.

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