Sirius was resplendent in his blue suit and yellow tie, which perfectly matched his two dates' attire. He sat through the wedding with his arm around Lily and Homsar on his other side. Homsar wasn't one for public displays of affection, and even if he had been, he lacked visible arms, so it was tough to hold hands or anything of the like. And that wasn't how Sirius and Homsar rolled anyhow. Jenga was highly necessary, with occasional diversions involving Hungry Hungry Hippos and The Game of Life.
The last wedding Sirius had been to was James and Lily's, and the memory of that was bittersweet, but he didn't allow that to trouble him. Not today. The weather was lovely, Lily and Homsar were there, and next to Lily was Harry. And he, Lily, and Homsar were looking pimpin'.
Watching the wedding, Lily couldn't help but be reminded of her own. But she forced such thoughts away. Dressed to match both Sirius and Homsar - as she and Homsar had agreed to share Sirius as a date (at least, she hoped that was all they had agreed on - communicating by picture was tricky) - with Sirius's arm around her and Harry on the other side, it was tough to be maudlin. She was even wearing the barrette from her random owl-sender in her upswept hair.
Her hand reached out to find Sirius' free one, lacing her fingers through his tightly. Really, it was a lovely day.
Harry hadn't wanted to be left out, so at the last minute he had asked Sirius to transfigure a wig for him. So, in his blue and yellow 'fro wig, he sat next to Lily, watching the wedding.
He had never been to a wedding before, so he observed the ceremony curiously. Ed and Winry seemed to be very happy and in love, and that was cool.
Homsar was clad in his usual blue shirt with his name on it and his yellow bowler hat. It was a multipurpose outfit, and so he didn't need to do anything special like wear a tie or barettes or a wig. Besides, his supersekrit identity Homeysar had his own built-in 'fro.
Although he still hadn't managed to start The Jeffersons, he was in a good mood, especially since Sirius was by his side. He sat and watched the wedding while visions of Jenga danced in his head.
Sirius grinned and, after adjusting his tie slightly with his free hand, laid it on Homsar's bowler hat. "Yes, congratulations. It was a lovely wedding."
Homsar would not let his congratulations go unsaid as well. His bowler hat bounced slightly under Sirius's hand, and he opened his gaping cavern of a mouth and shouted, "DaaaAAAAaaaAAAAaaaAAAA! Go shorty! It's your birthday!"
The PDA between his mother, godfather, and the enigmatic Arithmancy professor was a little bit weird, so Harry averted his gaze, instead looking over at Ed. "Er...congratulations to both of you. It was a really nice wedding." He absently reached up and adjusted one of the curls on his wig.
"Oh, er...I'm Harry. Harry Potter. I live in Slytherin." It was rather nice not being known by someone. Harry was quite sick of people coming up to him and assuming they knew everything about him just because he was The Boy Who Lived. Today, he was also The Boy Who Wore a Blue-and-Yellow Clown Wig, and he was just fine with that.
The last wedding Sirius had been to was James and Lily's, and the memory of that was bittersweet, but he didn't allow that to trouble him. Not today. The weather was lovely, Lily and Homsar were there, and next to Lily was Harry. And he, Lily, and Homsar were looking pimpin'.
Things were good.
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Her hand reached out to find Sirius' free one, lacing her fingers through his tightly. Really, it was a lovely day.
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He had never been to a wedding before, so he observed the ceremony curiously. Ed and Winry seemed to be very happy and in love, and that was cool.
But his wig was cooler.
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Although he still hadn't managed to start The Jeffersons, he was in a good mood, especially since Sirius was by his side. He sat and watched the wedding while visions of Jenga danced in his head.
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When he finally did notice, he had to fore his jaw not to drop to the ground.
"Harry, Lily, Sirius... Professor," he said, nodding to them, "Glad you could make it."
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