Wedding March

[alwaysimpure]

"I didn't think you'd break up over it!"

Sirius assured her, again, while holding his hands up in front of himself just in case there might be any more hits or curses in store for him.

"Clearly it wasn't that serious then," he reasoned, glancing at Andromeda trying on a wedding dress, smiling and waving at him.

On the picture on the front page of the Prophet, that is. The actual Andromeda looked a lot less pleased.

"It's not as if most of the family even reads the Prophet anymore!"

Most of them didn't, but he was fairly certain one of them still did, which was the whole point of this exercise.

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[ambiguosity]

"The point being you had no right to interfere, Sirius Black." Andromeda was glaring across at her 'cousin, fingers tightening around the handle of her teacup for a moment.

"I thought you liked Ted."