Later that night, when Lyra had calmed down enough to talk, Charlie finally asked the question he'd been thinking about since before they had left the little village of Godric's Hollow.
Sirius was sitting, reading, opposite the pair. They were curled up in an armchair together, relishing the last few hours before sleep called and separated them.
"Lyra?" Spoke Charlie, quietly. His voice was tender as he spoke, caressing her name as if it was the most precious thing in the world. Lyra turned to look at him, waiting for him to continue. "Do you want to get married in Godric's Hollow?"
Lyra's incredulous eyes met his, while Sirius put his book down across the room and stared at Charlie.
"Ma-married?" Lyra's voice shuddered as she answered, "in Godric's Hollow?" Charlie nodded, and wrapped his arm around Lyra's waist.
"I was thinking earlier", he said, speaking a bit louder now that he knew Sirius was also listening, "that it would be nice. Your parents could be there, Ly. Ly?" He was looking at her concernedly, and she realised that she was blinking back the tears.
"Oh Charlie", she sighed, "thank you" and a small tear escaped. Sirius was still watching Charlie, an unreadable expression in his eyes.
"Thank you" Sirius said quietly, his own eyes shining as well. Charlie smiled sadly at him, before resting his head on Lyra's and sitting in silence.
"Molly's not going to be too happy though.." Sirius said suddenly. Charlie nodded, looking slightly worried.
"She'll want it at the Burrow, like Bill and Fleur's was. But mum and dad will be there, wherever it is. Mr and Mrs Potter can't. This is important for Ly." He said, stubbornly. Sirius grinned at him, before shaking his head exasperatedly.
"Call them James and Lily, please! It's weird hearing 'Mr and Mrs Potter', that wasn't James and Petal, that wasn't even Charlus and Dorea!" He grinned again, "James would love it if you called him Mr Potter, but only cause you're engaged to Ly. It would make it easier for him to intimidate you" he laughed, but the sadness that was always present in his eyes when thinking about his long dead friends was still there.
The next day, Lyra, Hermione and Ginny, the bride and her two bridesmaids, gathered at the Burrow with Molly to help plan the wedding. There weren't any problems until it got to the part Lyra had been dreading.
"So Lyra, dear, I was wondering if you wanted the tent in the same place as we had it for Bill's wedding? Or we could put it at the back of the garden, I don't mind. And we should really think about how big the tent should be - how many guests are you having? Do you know? Because the size of the tent will change how it fits in the garden as well... Lyra?" Molly trailed off as she noticed Lyra flushing slightly opposite her.
"Actually, Mrs Weasley, Charlie and I are going to get married at Godric's Hollow.." Lyra looked at Molly's narrowing eyes and blushed again, her fingers studying the grooves on the table intently.
When Mrs Weasley eventually spoke, her voice was clipped.
"No, Lyra dear, my son will be married at home." Her kind words contradicted the sharp tone of voice she used, and Lyra felt awful about having to correct her.
"I'm sorry Mrs Weasley, but Charlie and I have decided that we will marry in Godric's Hollow... So my parents can be there.."
Mrs Weasley pushed back her chair, and stood up.
"I suppose this is your idea then, another way to take my son away from me! Never mind that he's going to be a Potter, now he's going to be married in another village as well?"
Lyra looked shocked,
"I- he's going to be a Potter?!"
Molly looked at her, and nodded.
"He's changing his name, so that you can feel like you have a family. I don't know why, you'd have lots of family if you only became a Weasley! As for being married in Godric's Hollow, I'd rather you didn't! You will marry from here where everything is easier!"
Lyra stood up, her eyes shining as she tried desperately to hold back the tears that were emerging. Hermione and Ginny stood up too, not fully understanding the cause of the argument but not able to sit and watch passively.
"Having our wedding in Godric's Hollow was Charlie's idea! Not mine! And as for him becoming a Potter - I didn't know anything about that!" She turned, and fled the Burrow, darting out of the house and running to where she could apparate. Hermione looked at Mrs Weasley, who stood there, eyes spitting fire at the mere thought of her son marrying away from home and retreated. Ginny smiled at her as she passed, throwing a worried look at her mother but following Hermione away to leave her mother time to calm down.
Outside of the kitchen, Ginny murmured,
"It's best to leave that argument to Charlie and Lyra I think.." The two young women smiled worriedly at each other, before heading off to find Lyra.