Remus had off-handedly suggested that they get married first one night when Sirius had been being dramatic about Regulus getting married before them. It had been a joke, really. But Sirius had paused in the middle of their diatribe, their eyes wide. And Remus had felt his cheeks heat up. The longer they looked at one another, the less it felt like a joke and the more it felt like an inevitability. 