James stared at his best friend with wide eyes. "You are the worst best man in the
history of weddings!" He punched Sirius in the shoulder and huffed when Sirius just
laughed in reply. "You're supposed to be calming me the fuck down!"
Sirius snorted, rubbing his arm. "How the hell am I supposed to do that? It took a
whole bottle of firewhisky last night to get you to relax, and even then you burst into tears,
tore open your shirt, and started playing with the tattooed flowers on your chest while
talking to yourself before you passed out." He snickered at the memory, still regretting that
no one had brought a camera. "What the hell do you want me to do, mate?"
"I don't know, Sirius! Distract me for Merlin's sake! I don't care with what!
Whatever it takes!"
"Whatever it takes?" Sirius asked with a raised eyebrow as he looked around for
inspiration
James nodded frantically.
"Huh." Sirius spotted a familiar patch of trees to the left of where they were standing
beside the Ministry official, who had just arrived to perform the ceremony. Sirius grinned
as an idea to distract James came into his mind. "You want to know something funny?"
James let out a brief sigh of relief. "Yes. Please. Anything."
Sirius put his hand on James's shoulder and leant close while pointing to the small
patch of trees nearby where his gaze lingered. "See that little circle clearing between those
trees? Moony and I had a threesome with your sister right there."
"You ladies ready?" Remus asked, leaning his head into Mia's old bedroom that had
been converted into a bridal room.
The witches answered by appearing before him in one group, bright smiles on their
faces. Alice and Mia wore the same style of dress, a deep crimson with a golden ribbon
around the middle.
Mia's long, honey-brown curls hung loose and low to the middle of her back, and
Remus smiled at the sight, leaning forward to kiss her cheek and whispering, "Sirius is
going to go mental when he sees you."