#i rlly like this
James has just professed his love for Sirius for the fifth time (that evening) when he hears a familiar chuckle behind him.
“You never could hold your drink, Potter.”
His eyes go wide. He whips around to face the newcomer, then turns back to Sirius.
“Did you invite her?” he demands. “I thought we were having a lad’s night!”
“We are, mate.” Sirius claps him on the shoulder. “Or we were, anyway.”
“Then what’s my ex-fiancée doing here?”
Sirius snorts. “You’re sloshed, and somebody’s got to get you home. I’m not interested in listening to your whinging about my sofa.”
“Well, it’s bloody uncomfortable, isn’t it?”
“It fits my aesthetic. But doesn’t matter, because you won’t be staying there. Up you go.” He tugs James to his feet and steers him towards Lily.
The bartender raises a bushy eyebrow. “Handing your mate off to his ex when he’s off his trolley? Seems harsh.”
“Indeed!” James wobbles slightly and waves a finger in the air. “A betrayal of the highest order!”
“For Merlin’s sake!” Lily rolls her eyes and grins. “I’m only your ex-fiancée because we got married three weeks ago, you muppet.”
James gasps. “Lily Evans, you married a muppet?”
“In my defence, he’s quite handsome.” She’s smirking when she grabs his hand. “And it’s Lily Potter to you. Now come along.”
“Lily Potter,” James echoes, beaming. He gives Sirius a cheerful salute as his wife leads him from the pub. “I must be the luckiest muppet in the world.”
