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Sirius turned to Lily. “Of course you may try on the slipper,” he told her kindly, handing her the shoe. “Here you go.”
With trembling fingers (which simply added to Cinderella’s anxious persona) Lily slipped on the shoe, which, of course, fitted her perfectly. “And I've got the other one! It fits, it fits!” she said triumphantly, withdrawing the other slipper and slipping it on.
“Oh no it doesn’t!” shouted Professor Sprout.
“Oh yes it does!” the audience yelled back. They had really got into it now, without the need of the cues.
“OH NO IT DOESN’T!” Mafalda and Pramjeet screamed.
“OH YES IT DOES!” roared the students.
“Oh yes it does,” Sirius echoed. He got down on one knee, amidst squeals and wolf-whistles, and asked, “Cinderella, will you marry me, and become Mrs Sirius Lee Charming?”
Lily turned to the audience, clapping her hand over her mouth. She masked her nervousness by continuing the show. “Oh, I don't know what to say!” she exclaimed in a loud whisper. “What should I say?”
“Say yes!” said one of the first-years.
She cupped her hand over her ear. “I can’t hear you! Should I say yes or no?”
“Say yes!” said the audience together.
Lily looked down at Sirius, and for the first time ever, she registered a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.
The show must go on, Lily told herself.
“Yes!” she said finally. Sirius stood up again, and, before she could stop him, he had swung Lily around and kissed her full on the mouth.