"You didn't!" "Damn straight, I did!" "But he's your father! I know he's arrogant, but-" "Sarah, my dear, you're laughing far too much to be protesting," Sirius said, finally. And it was true. Sarah was laughing quite a bit. But that didn't mean she could believe her boyfriend had stuck dung bombs underneath Jareth's throne. And yet, at the same time, having heard stories of what had gone on while he and her Uncle James had been at school, she could.
"Hey, now that we're alone..." Sirius started, reaching into the pocket of his robe. Sarah raised an eyebrow, but Sirius just grinned, withdrawing a small black box. He opened it with a quick movement of his thumb, revealing a ring. It was a gold band, with a perfectly round diamond surrounded by a raised diamond-shaped rim. On each side of this rim was a smaller, round, ruby.
"Sarah, if your uncle were alive, he'd probably be trying to kill me. As it is, I'll probably be getting some nasty glares from Harry. But I don't care. I love you. Will you marry me?" he asked, sinking to one knee. Sarah was speechless. It wasn't exactly the most romantic proposal in the world. But then, this was Sirius. And she did love him. So what more could she do than just say..."Yes.."
Grinning, Sirius slipped the ring onto her finger, then stood quickly, picking her up as he spun her around. Then his lips came down to claim hers, but only for a moment. Just then, Harry walked into the library, followed closely by Ron and Hermione. "And just what are your intentions towards my cousin, Sirius?" Harry asked. This, in turn, caused his two friends to laugh slightly.
Sarah, Sirius saw, was laughing as well. Great. First he loses two of his best friends to a murderous traitor. Then, as soon as he got his name cleared, he found out he wasn't really even a Black, but half-Fae and heir to the Goblin Throne. And, of course, as soon as he got over that, and finally decided to ask the woman he loved to marry him, his godson decided to play over-protective cousin.
"For your information, young man," he said, using his best "I'm-your-godfather-and-the-closest-thing-you-have-to-a-real-father" voice, "I just asked her to marry me, and she happened to say yes." Harry grinned. "Congratulations," he said, hugging them. "Ah yes, congratulations, indeed, are in order, aren't they?" came a familiar voice from the corner. The five of them turned, finally noticing Albus Dumbledore.
Sarah rolled her eyes. "Leave it to you to sneak up on people at just the right time, Albus," she said. "Hey, don't forget me," said Remus. He was looking tired, as last night had been the full moon. "Forget you, Moony? Never!" Sirius said, his grin even wider. They were interrupted, then, by a very loud growl coming from Ron's stomach. "Sorry," he said, "but we haven't eaten since last night. Almost time for dinner, isn't it?"
"Honestly, Ron," Hermione intoned, "always thinking with your stomach. Just then, her own stomach let out a growl, and she blushed. "Then again...dinner, yes. Probably about time." The Headmaster just nodded. "Classes are still going on, but it's not much longer, and I think a feast is in order, anyway. You all head on to the Great Hall. I'm going to go let the House Elves know."
They headed off, then, though Ron pulled Harry aside as they walked. "Now, what about your intentions towards my sister?" he asked. "Pure and honorable," Harry promised. "You know I wouldn't hurt her, mate." "I know," Ron agreed. "I just wanted to make sure you knew that if you ever did, she's got six older brothers ready to beat you to a pulp." Harry just snorted. "I know that, too."
A/N: I think it might happen. I think this fic may be FINALLY coming to a close!! Much thanks to Emerald, who keeps getting me outta writer's block. Still debating as to where to hold the wedding. I'm thinking...a Christmas wedding, definately. What do you guys think?