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James sat fidgeting in the Three Broomsticks, awkwardly shifting uncomfortably at the small yet high dark wood table. He was waiting impatiently for Lily to arrive, it wasn't that she was late; it was more the fact that James was very very early. Looking around, patting his knee in tune to his humming James, over all, looked very agitated. He nervously rearranged the roses that he had set down in the middle of the table, red of course. He shifted two of the candlesticks an inch left, tilted his head critically as he inspected them and ordered yet another Butterbeer.

"Hey," Lily Evans rushed in with a swirl of snow, her red hair flying in the freezing breeze that followed her. Her almond shaped eyes were bright and sparkling as she rushed across the large almost empty room and threw herself into James' waiting arms.

"Hello," James laughed, his nerves almost forgotten as they shared a passionate and loving kiss. "Miss me?"

"Yeah," Lily said sombrely as well as truthfully. "We aren't at Hogwarts anymore and I pretty much only see you at Order meetings," she spoke the last part in hushed tones, so that the man in the dark cloak at the bar couldn't hear her. "Which are serious, doom and gloom."

"Well," James laughed and pulled out the chair opposite him. "That's why we're here, right?"

"Right." Lily agreed decisively, kissing him again and taking a seat.

"So," James ruffled his hair, which Lily took as a sign of nervousness. The way James seemed to mask his nerves was to become the cocky, arrogant, self centred boy that he had been when he first tried to win Lily Evans' heart. "Lily," He started, almost managing to keep a straight face. "Since I'm, you know, so cool…" Lily snorted quietly, so James changed tack in a heart beat, "I meant, you know, because you're so cool."

Lily sat there with a patient expression on her kind, caring face, yet her wide beautiful eyes were still very confused. Understandably. James knew he wasn't making any sense what-so-ever but he wasn't entirely sure how to rectify that mistake. When he opened his mouth words came out, whether they were profoundly insightful or complete and utter garbage, there wasn't much he could do to stop it. He groaned in frustration and said, "Lily, this is really hard and I'm trying, so just…wait."

Lily put her hands up in the air, surrender style. She eyed James innocently as she proclaimed, "I didn't say anything."

James sighed in exasperation at himself, not Lily. He asked her out on a very public and most probably daily basis for a year before he even got a slightly positive reaction out of her. Why couldn't he just bite the bullet and ask this one question? "Look, I don't really know how to do this," his cocky air returning for a brief visit, he smirked and smugly said. "As worldly as I may seem."

Lily ignored his burst of arrogance, totally used to it by now, usually she would have told him off but she was busy. "Don't know how to do what?" Lily asked crossly. She hated being kept in the dark, though she found a nervous James Potter incredibly cute.

"Be patient," James snapped back at her, feeling his window of opportunity slipping, slipping, slipping through his outstretched and eager fingers. He shook his fuzzy head in the hopes of clearing it and said more gently, "What I'm…I want to…Look."

"I'm looking," Lily promised laughingly, though when she saw James' face, she schooled her features into a more serious and appropriate expression for the circumstances.

"You-Know-Who is getting more and more powerful every day and you are a Muggle born, however much better you are at magic than me, but…" James trailed off with a pleading look in his eyes that, to Lily, seemed to say, please understand, because I'm dying here. Lily shrugged and to James, her eyes seemed to say, what can I do? I don't understand one single word that you are babbling mindlessly on about. "Look," James said again, yet this time he had a stronger note in his tone of voice. "What I'm trying to say is Lily Evans, I love you. You are the most perfect, intelligent and beautiful girl in the world and I have to marry you." James stopped, looking drained and breathing heavily. Then, matter of factly, he added. "You know, in case we get killed tomorrow or something." He handed her a thin gold band which had the tiniest, most delicate sized diamond you could ever imagine on it.

Lily took it gingerly and slipped it on to her ring finger, sprung up in a flurry of red hair and pale freckled skin, throwing herself at James with slightly violent under tones that seemed to say, 'Gee, about time.' James grinned, his arrogant air had returned now he was on safer ground. "Yes, then?" he asked her laughingly.

"Of course it's a yes, you moron!" Lily slapped him lightly, her eyes sparkling and blurry with tears of joy.

They shared a passionate kiss and were lost in the thrill of the oblivious blissful moment, until the remaining Marauders -that weren't practically surgically attached to Lily Evans lips- walked in. they shook snow off of their hair and clothes, Sirius Black and Remus Lupin flicking each other with their drenched black beanies. Peter Pettigrew watched from the sidelines as he removed his heavy sopping grey coat.

Sirius swaggered over, squeezing out his scarf down James' neck. "Prongs. Lilykins." He gave them a nodded greeting as he pulled up a stool. "You asked her, then?" he smirked.

James extracted himself from his and Lily's embrace long enough to say, "Piss off Padfoot. Busy."

Remus sat down next to the two lover's locking lips and, always the gentleman, said. "Hey Prongs, Lily."

Lily who was also polite, greeted them, "Hey Remus, hey Sirius."

As Peter joined them, the newly engaged couple pulled themselves up into a more appropriate sitting position for public viewing. Gesturing to the red roses and the slowly melting candles, Sirius smirked and said, "What on this crazy, psycho, Dark wizard infested earth…is this?"

"We're getting married!" Lily squealed excitedly. Not used to such girlish outburst form their bookish, smart, intelligent girl-friend, all four young men jumped back in surprise.

Once all of them had recovered sufficiently enough to talk, Remus clapped James on the back, kissed Lily on the cheek and congratulated them all the while. Peter gave them a polite smile and Lily wondered why he seemed so reluctant to join in the fun, she was only a little bit hurt though, she was mostly ecstatically happy. Sirius toasted them with James' Butter beer, saying, "About time!" he took a long swig before James snatched it off him.

A brief scuffle ensued until Lily broke it up by whacking James on the head with her scarf saying, "I'll give the ring back, I truly will." Needless to say James straightened up quick smart.

"I feel like we should do something to celebrate," Sirius mused aloud. "To commemorate the day where my two young friends decide to bind themselves together in holy matrimony." He managed to keep a straight face through out the whole of his speech until, as if on cue, Remus and Peter began a rendition of 'He's a Jolly Good Fellow.' Except replacing the 'he' for a 'she.'

It was quite hilarious as Lily bowed and blew kisses at the imaginary crowd. "What about me?" James asked, in a mock sulky tone.

"Mate," Sirius said sombrely, clapping James on the shoulder. "Lily is the one who had the balls to tell us."

"That's kind of sad, James." Remus chipped in as the boys continued with their master performance of 'He's a Jolly Good Fellow.'

James shook his head in disgust; this was supposed to be his party. "Right." He said in mock anger, grabbing Sirius and Remus by their collars. "Piss off, Lily and I just got engaged, we would prefer some alone time together." Lily stopped laughing immediately when she realised that James was sort of annoyed at his romantic evening being over shadowed by Sirius's 'insightful' toast.

"Please," Sirius snorted. "Do you own this bar?"

"Please," James snorted, mimicking Sirius. "Do you always resort to childish insults when owned?"

Remus made a disbelieving noise, "That was not ownage."

"Are you the judge of that?" James asked sweetly, flicking Sirius between the eyes.

Sirius grinned, "Well-"

"Not the point," James cut him off. "Get out."

"You get out," Sirius shot back immaturely.

Remus sighed, once again taking the role of Mr. Responsible. "Come on, Sirius."

The two boys put on their coats, hats and scarves, and left, laughing boisterously the whole way.

Peter sat back in his chair comfortably, not seeming to mind that all of them had forgotten him. James leant towards Lily for a kiss and she silently and awkwardly pointed to Peter. James sighed, "Scat."

"See ya." He said cheerily as he was ordered out of the bar.

The bar was quiet now, and empty of all irritating, interrupting young men. James turned towards Lily and she sighed, "Finally."

Back again!

I was thinking I might do a series of one-shots like this, proposals between different characters.

What do you think? Review with your answer.

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