“You can apparate, can’t you?” the auror asked incredulously. That was, she supposed, something she ought to have confirmed before falling in love with him, and it seemed rather trivial now—but then, so did worrying about the ring when it could be had at a moment’s notice. Merlin, he was foolish! But at least he was charming about it all at once.

“Your Queenie can act as witness.”