Chapter 22: Sirius Black's Wedding
Sirius Black arrived at the church an hour late. If asked, he would attribute this to nervousness and the inability to find a cheap tuxedo that fit him, but, in reality, said lateness was caused by one too many bottles of Firewhiskey and a bachelor party gone horribly wrong. But-never fear!-Sirius eventually arrived, wearing a light-blue tux and too much hair gel. Everyone but Laura held back sniggers.
"Sirius!" Laura shouted, "you're finally here!"
"Yes, I am!" Sirius shouted back, still standing in the entrance of the church. "If asked, I would attribute this to nervousness and the inability to find a cheap tuxedo that fits me, but, in reality, said lateness was caused by one too many bottles of Firewhiskey and a bachelor party gone horribly wrong! Er...sorry?"
"It's alright!" Laura screamed. "Get over here!" And, so, he went.
One agonizing hour later, Sirius and Laura were married.
"This means I can't pick up hot chicks anymore, right?" Sirius asked his new wife.
"Yeeeeah," Laura nodded. "That's what being married implies; yep."
"Oh," Sirius said sadly. "Shoot." One Imperious curse later, though, Sirius was quite happy about not being able to pick up babes.