'Severus, you can't wear black robes to your wedding!' 'I shall wear black robes or I shall not attend.' *folds arms* "Oh very well. We ought to make sure we don't clash and at least black doesn't look too awful with red and gold. What colour's your waistcoat?' 'Black.' 'Tie?' 'Black.' 'Socks?' 'Black.' 'I'm getting the hang of this. Shoes?' 'Black.' 'Shirt?' 'White.' 'Thank Merlin for that. What about your buttonhole?' 'Green.' *smirks* 'With black.' 'mutter mutter feels like I'm marrying bloody Dracula mutter mutter' *scowls* 'If you no longer wish to go ahead with this foolhardy Gryffindor escapade - mfph!' *snogs irritable old git into submnission*