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March 4th, 1979

 

We spent a half a month absolutely terrified just to find out its nothing.

 

And now well its weird. After the initial Thank God reaction, we both sort of felt like wed lost something, I guess.

 

I guess I was getting used to it figuring out whatd have to happen, Lyria told me, finally calm. Its sort of like I was well, you know and then we lost it.

 

At the time I didnt know (or really care) what she was talking about, so Id just pulled her close and whirled her around. I sort of know what she meant now, though. Like I said, its weird.

 

And I dont know why, either. Wed talked about it again and if she *had* been, we were going to get married & set up house and all. Maybe that was part of it, that we were going to be married. Maybe it was more something else. Like the idea had sort of sunk in. Anyway, shes not, Im not going to be someones parent, and for that Im practically dancing with glee.

 

 

March 14th, 1979

 

A year and six months today. Wow. Dont think either Lyri or I expected wed stay together this long. Anyway, much planned so more later on how that turns out.

 

Lily and James have been possessed by some dark spell which causes them to constantly snuggle and make wedding plans. Its getting rather sickening. I mean, were all happy for them and all but Im really starting to hope they shut up about it soon. Although I did manage to have a semi-normal wedding free conversation with Prongs earlier.

 

You started looking into who youll be playing Quidditch for next year? Hed asked, lounging in one of the squishy chairs.

 

Im not playing Quidditch. Im going to be an Auror.

 

You know Lyrias already studying for her NEWTs?

 

Yeah, and nagging me to do the same, but they *are* kind of important if I think Im going to be an Auror. So I might actually look at the books before I take them.

 

James faked a heart attack and fell out of the chair.

 

So on the Auror thing, Ive applied to the program and should hear in mid-April or so.

 

~Later

 

Ah, the rewards of good planning. But yet spending time with Lyria has a tendency to make my brain hurt lately.

 

She was snuggled up next to me and I was just thinking that I liked it in fact, I decided I liked it so much I could do it every day.

 

Which immediately make me stop and panic.

 

Did I want to marry her? Live with her? Could I live with her and not marry her? Probably not, her fatherd likely kill me.

 

It was only the second time Id had that sort of a thought, though. It probably wasnt time to panic yet.

 

What are you thinking? She asked after a minute.

 

I hadnt even noticed she was awake; contrary to all the myths, its usually Lyria who falls asleep afterward. About you. I love you.

 

She rested her head against me. I love you too suddenly gotten introspective on me?

 

I snorted. Wouldnt go *that* far. I was just thinking we never expected to last this long, I fibbed a bit.

 

But we did. And so far so good, save a few skirmishes.

 

I kissed the top of her head. Especially lately. Have I finally grown up enough for you? I teased.

 

She looked at me. Dont grow up, Sirius. Never. Stay just exactly like you are everyone needs someone like you.

 

I just pulled her closer for a few minutes before we made ourselves presentable and parted for the night.

 

March 25th, 1979

 

I have made a big giant life altering decision over the past week and some.

 

I think Im going to ask Lyri to marry me. Not right away or anything, we could be engaged for a while and I think thatd be good for us both. But I guess Im just really scared to lose her with the war, and I want us to stay together. Permanently.

 

See, I thought about what I wanted and eventually figured out I was describing us being married while avoiding the word. So Im over it and Im going to ask.

 

Soon.

 

Well, as soon as I can make myself ask.

 

April 12th, 1979

 

Letters are arriving for students who applied for Auror training, and for the first time in my life I think Ive got a case of nerves, because Im feeling rather sick.

 

So far three people have been rejected, so Im hoping that no news is good news right now

 

~Later

 

Another batch of letters, but Lyria went and made me promise not to open mine until we open them together. Its definitely a girl thing. But I agreed and now Im going nuts. Frank Longbottom and Alice Pendlebury both got in, though, so Im thinking thats a good sign.

 

~Even Later

 

I GOT IN!

 

So did Lyri, but thats not as important because shes brilliant and all but if we get married Im going to take care of her anyway, but I got in!

 

Training starts really soon after graduation, actually, but I reckon they need all the help they can get. Provided, of course, acceptable grades for my NEWTs, otherwise they just revoke it and youre left hanging. But I know Ill be able to handle it, even potions, I did on the OWLs after all and I didnt even study.

 

So it looks like Lyria and I will both be Aurors

 

 

April 14th, 1979

 

I should never, never have let slip to Prongs that Im going to ask Lyria to marry me. He told Lily, and now theyre planning our wedding in addition to theirs and I *really* want to kill them.

 

Besides, shes probably going to say no. And even if she doesnt, itll be a while before we actually *do* get married, so we dont need to be making plans or anything.

 

Furthermore, every time I try to make plans to ask her I nearly crap my pants and deliberately get myself detention so we have to postpone.

 

Im trying to convince myself asking on our two-year would be cute but I dont think itll work because well both be too involved in our training by then. I think Ive got to ask now, soon, before I lose the chance. Too much could go wrong if I wait that long.

 

So tomorrow in Hogsmeade I think Im going ring shopping.

 

Im going to be sick.

 

April 15th, 1979

 

I went and bought it today, all by myself. Lily wanted to help but I pretty much chased her away and told her I could do it myself, thank you very much. I wasnt as sure when I walked in but I think I managed quite well.

 

Anyway, its white gold with a round cut diamond and sapphire side stones. Not that I much care but at least Ill be able to sound smart about it. Its pretty, as far as jewelry goes, and for some reason I thought of Lyria when I saw it. So now I need to figure out how & when to ask her, because now that Ive got the thing I swear its burning a hole in my pocket.

 

April 25th, 1979

 

Its still in my pocket.

 

April 28th, 1979

 

I *finally* did it today I reckon its probably the 29th now, though. Its got to be pretty late.

 

Anyway, I blindfolded her and brought her up to the roof. Theres a flat area, on top of the North Tower, that no one knows about I might actually be the only one who does, because Ive never told Peter or James or Remus about it, even. But its gorgeous on a clear night, and you can look down and see the Quidditch pitch and the lake and everything. So I ran down to the kitchens and prepared a picnic (although of course that included a run down a certain passageway to Hogsmeade as well), had it up waiting for us and everything, then went and got Lyria.

 

You really dont want us to be found, do you? She teased lightly.

 

I smiled despite the feeling like something was braiding my intestines. I really dont. The basket was sitting nicely on top of a deep red blanket.

 

Sirius this is really, really sweet.

 

It gets better.

 

You hope.

 

I had to laugh. I dont even mean that this time.

 

Not that youd complain.

 

No, cant say I would. But I reckon wed better wait until after dark if you want dessert. I winked.

 

Lyria laughed softly and kissed my cheek. I wrapped an arm around her companionably, and we had a whole little picnic on the roof until just after sunset.

 

Theres something else in that basket, I tried to sound casual but my voice rather wobbled. Damnit.

 

Siri are you alright?

 

I just nodded, not speaking this time.

 

She gave me a peculiar if you say so sort of look and obediently opened the basket. The closed ring box was there, right in the center in the bottom of the basket. She pulled it out. Sirius? And this time it was her voice that wobbled.

 

I leaned over and opened the box. I want you to marry me, Lyria. Please. I mean it doesnt have to be right away like Lily and James are doing, but it could be if you want, but I dont want to lose you and theres a war going on and all, and if you say no Ill understand but I really want you to be my wife someday I realized I was babbling but couldnt seem to stop myself.

 

Lyria leaned over and kissed me, cutting me off. Yes, Sirius.

 

I blinked, then gently took the ring box from her. Can- can I put this on you?

 

She nodded, watering up a little bit, and I slid the ring onto her finger. It fit perfectly, and I mentally congratulated myself on an excellent guess. I love you, Lyria.

 

I love you so much I thought you didnt want to get married.

 

You said you didnt either, I pointed out.

 

Well thats because I thought you didnt want to, and I didnt want you feeling like you had to, and youre right, I dont think we should right away.

 

Well I didnt want to. At least I didnt think I did but I thought about it, and I kept thinking to myself how I could be with you the rest of my life, and eventually I figured out I was describing a marriage without using the word. I love you, I know I love you, and while Im *really* glad you want to wait a little bit, I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Lyri.

 

A single tear escaped her. Thats the sweetest thing youve ever said to me.

 

We snogged a little bit, but nothing more than that, then stayed up talking until we realized it had to be past midnight, when I carefully helped her back down into the building and we went back to Gryffindor Tower. For once it was just a perfectly polite kiss good night while I waited for her to fall asleep, then slipped back into my own dormitory. Where James, Remus, Peter, and Frank Longbottom demanded the entire story before I sat down to write. (None of them believed all we did was snog.)

 

And now, Im going to bed because Im finding it difficult to see straight.

 

 

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