"Will you now?" she asked, arching an eyebrow at him in half challenge, half amusement. "And just how to do you propose to do that? I'm not sure I want to be enlightened." And that was all lie. She never had a problem with James enlightening her, so to speak. It was, in fact, one of her favorite past times.
"Really? I wasn't sure. I think maybe you'll have to show me. I'm not that good with words. Actions, I think, would speak louder than words in this situation." She grinned invitingly at him, lying back against the pillows, her hair spread out around her.
"I can't wait to marry you again," she said, distracted from her goal for a minute. "But I think this time, we should have an actual wedding. I'd really like Severus to be there, and Sirius and Remus, and everyone. Al, Harry's family." She worried her bottom lip. "Would you mind that? We missed out having our son at our second wedding. I don't want to miss out on having family around a third time."