April 1986 – Chapter 1 – Wedding Bliss
Sirius Black took a deep breath as he saw the most beautiful thing he had ever seen appear at the back of the aisle.
"Breathe in. Breath out. Breath in." came a soft voice behind him making him jump. He had not realized until that point that he had been holding his breath.
He looked back out of the corner of his eye at his best man. Remus offered a soft encouraging smile.
Khadja looked like a Bedouin though much of her gown was either white or see through white.
Beside her walked her father in his finest Berber clothes. His salt and pepper beard was neatly kept and his quick eyes noted all about him as he escorted his lone daughter down the aisle of the small church. He was no wizard and it was to be kept from him that his daughter was a witch.
Khadja looked up at Sirius. He was handsome in his finest robes and his shoulder length hair combed and brushed into a very pleasing hairstyle. His three best friends behind him also wore their best, but her eyes were only for the man she would wed this day.
Remus Lupin who was the slightly smaller, calm , collected, and clever one who never raised his voice stood in as best man. He liked his friend settling down with one woman and loving her for the rest of his life. He had found himself an amazing one. A beautiful foreign witch who was Muggle born, but was lovelier than anything Remus could have ever thought could wander this earth.
Behind him stood the stoic troublemaker, James Potter. He stood nearly a head taller than Sirius. He always, like Sirius, had been a ladies man. He too had found his match and he stole glances at Lily Evans as she stood in the bridesmaid line. Their wedding was set for a month from now. Then thirty year old James Potter would be married and no more playing for him.
Lastly, was the smallest white haired follower, Peter Pettigrew. He looked at Khadja and knew Sirius was in danger of being bewitched and in trouble. He had a crazy impulse to stop this, but how could he be so selfish. Remus knew her better than Sirius did, Peter knew. However, Remus was bound by law to stay single and never procreate for fear his disease would be passed on. So Peter and Remus would be single with their friends married and could play with their children.
Khadja' small bronze hand was put into Sirius's rather large hand. Sirius smiled at her, his dark eyes seeing her nervousness. She was seven years younger than him and a Hogwart's graduate as well. They turned to Professor Dumbledore of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry who would perform the mixed Muggle and Wizarding ceremony. Dumbledore took out a bit of white ribbon and wrapped it about their hands. Sirius watched his young bride. Her hand was clammy and shook with her nerves.
Dumbledore spoke in Latin from a large book he had brought. The ribbon began to glow. It flashed as Dumbledore finished and lay about their hands gleaming silver. Dumbledore removed it and wrapped it about Khadja's head.
Dumbledore then spoke in English and they followed him up and each took a wonderful carved taper that was burning. They brought the flames of their two candles together and then lowered the flame down and lit the large unity candle before them. Sirius's free hand was about Khadja's back.
The pair returned to where they had been standing. After a prayer Dumbledore had them produce rings. They spoke their vows softly to each other as Dumbledore stood back waiting.
After another short prayer. Sirius looked at his wife and Dumbledore nodded to him that he could kiss his bride. Sirius lifted her veil and laid it back over her headband and ribbon. He looked at the bronze beauty with dark chocolate, nearly ebony eyes. She was watching him.
He leaned down and gently kissed her mouth and then deepened it. He could not get enough of her after all she was his now. His forever.
A cough roused the pair and Remus nudged Sirius in the ribs. "Sirius save some for later." He hissed softly.
James chuckled and Peter just smirked.
Dumbledore lifted his hands as the couple stood flushed before him hand in hand. "I pronounce you man and wife. Ladies and Gentlemen. May I present Mr. and Mrs. Sirius Black."
The cheering was deafening.
Sirius then marched his wife passed everyone on his arm.
Remus followed with Khadja's best friend Dinah on his arm. James walked with Lily looking very proud of himself. Peter brought up the rear with Khadja's other friend, Jennifer.
Outside the doors Khadja removed her veil. Sirius looked at her white outfit. A wrap skirt of sorts was about her billowing harem pants as she called them. It was tight about her thin hips and ankles, but billowed about her legs. Her upper body was covered by a white top that when she moved often hinted at her bronze midriff. Her arms were encased in see through white cloth. It made for a stark contrast between her white dress and her sun kissed bronze arms.
She giggled and looked at him with those eyes. Her hair was a deep auburn and was piled into a massive winding braid about her head. She hugged Sirius about his middle and kissed him deeply.
Her hands went up to his ebony locks. He leaned back against the wall and alternated between kissing her and talking to her in hushed tones.
The receiving line and reception was a blur minus the first dance with Sirius. That and the flower throwing she remembered clearly. Lily caught the bouquet with a grin at James.
Khadja was getting tired. Sirius noticed how she was leaning on her arms as she sat at a table talking, well more listening to James and Remus talking. He smiled and came to her. "We can retired you know. It is getting on towards eleven." He whispered as he leaned down kissing and nuzzling her earlobe.
She agreed with him and they walked up the stairs to the rooms. He carried her in and then lifted his wand. She looked at him as he muttered a silencing charm. Then he turned to her to find her sitting on the bed.
She was leaning against the post of the bed. Even exhausted as she was she still looked amazing. He sat down beside her and gently cupped her face in his large hands.
Older than she by seven years, he did not seem it. He could act very immature at times and yet at other times could be a perfect gentleman. Remus was the only one who kept a level head among them when he was with the Marauders.
She giggled softly as his lips caressed her ear again. His hand caressed her hair. He bent to kiss her his hand moving to the back of her dress...
Sirius Black took a deep breath as he saw the most beautiful thing he had ever seen appear at the back of the aisle.
"Breathe in. Breath out. Breath in." came a soft voice behind him making him jump. He had not realized until that point that he had been holding his breath.
He looked back out of the corner of his eye at his best man. Remus offered a soft encouraging smile.
Khadja looked like a Bedouin though much of her gown was either white or see through white.
Beside her walked her father in his finest Berber clothes. His salt and pepper beard was neatly kept and his quick eyes noted all about him as he escorted his lone daughter down the aisle of the small church. He was no wizard and it was to be kept from him that his daughter was a witch.
Khadja looked up at Sirius. He was handsome in his finest robes and his shoulder length hair combed and brushed into a very pleasing hairstyle. His three best friends behind him also wore their best, but her eyes were only for the man she would wed this day.
Remus Lupin who was the slightly smaller, calm , collected, and clever one who never raised his voice stood in as best man. He liked his friend settling down with one woman and loving her for the rest of his life. He had found himself an amazing one. A beautiful foreign witch who was Muggle born, but was lovelier than anything Remus could have ever thought could wander this earth.
Behind him stood the stoic troublemaker, James Potter. He stood nearly a head taller than Sirius. He always, like Sirius, had been a ladies man. He too had found his match and he stole glances at Lily Evans as she stood in the bridesmaid line. Their wedding was set for a month from now. Then thirty year old James Potter would be married and no more playing for him.
Lastly, was the smallest white haired follower, Peter Pettigrew. He looked at Khadja and knew Sirius was in danger of being bewitched and in trouble. He had a crazy impulse to stop this, but how could he be so selfish. Remus knew her better than Sirius did, Peter knew. However, Remus was bound by law to stay single and never procreate for fear his disease would be passed on. So Peter and Remus would be single with their friends married and could play with their children.
Khadja' small bronze hand was put into Sirius's rather large hand. Sirius smiled at her, his dark eyes seeing her nervousness. She was seven years younger than him and a Hogwart's graduate as well. They turned to Professor Dumbledore of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry who would perform the mixed Muggle and Wizarding ceremony. Dumbledore took out a bit of white ribbon and wrapped it about their hands. Sirius watched his young bride. Her hand was clammy and shook with her nerves.
Dumbledore spoke in Latin from a large book he had brought. The ribbon began to glow. It flashed as Dumbledore finished and lay about their hands gleaming silver. Dumbledore removed it and wrapped it about Khadja's head.
Dumbledore then spoke in English and they followed him up and each took a wonderful carved taper that was burning. They brought the flames of their two candles together and then lowered the flame down and lit the large unity candle before them. Sirius's free hand was about Khadja's back.
The pair returned to where they had been standing. After a prayer Dumbledore had them produce rings. They spoke their vows softly to each other as Dumbledore stood back waiting.
After another short prayer. Sirius looked at his wife and Dumbledore nodded to him that he could kiss his bride. Sirius lifted her veil and laid it back over her headband and ribbon. He looked at the bronze beauty with dark chocolate, nearly ebony eyes. She was watching him.
He leaned down and gently kissed her mouth and then deepened it. He could not get enough of her after all she was his now. His forever.
A cough roused the pair and Remus nudged Sirius in the ribs. "Sirius save some for later." He hissed softly.
James chuckled and Peter just smirked.
Dumbledore lifted his hands as the couple stood flushed before him hand in hand. "I pronounce you man and wife. Ladies and Gentlemen. May I present Mr. and Mrs. Sirius Black."
The cheering was deafening.
Sirius then marched his wife passed everyone on his arm.
Remus followed with Khadja's best friend Dinah on his arm. James walked with Lily looking very proud of himself. Peter brought up the rear with Khadja's other friend, Jennifer.
Outside the doors Khadja removed her veil. Sirius looked at her white outfit. A wrap skirt of sorts was about her billowing harem pants as she called them. It was tight about her thin hips and ankles, but billowed about her legs. Her upper body was covered by a white top that when she moved often hinted at her bronze midriff. Her arms were encased in see through white cloth. It made for a stark contrast between her white dress and her sun kissed bronze arms.
She giggled and looked at him with those eyes. Her hair was a deep auburn and was piled into a massive winding braid about her head. She hugged Sirius about his middle and kissed him deeply.
Her hands went up to his ebony locks. He leaned back against the wall and alternated between kissing her and talking to her in hushed tones.
The receiving line and reception was a blur minus the first dance with Sirius. That and the flower throwing she remembered clearly. Lily caught the bouquet with a grin at James.
Khadja was getting tired. Sirius noticed how she was leaning on her arms as she sat at a table talking, well more listening to James and Remus talking. He smiled and came to her. "We can retired you know. It is getting on towards eleven." He whispered as he leaned down kissing and nuzzling her earlobe.
She agreed with him and they walked up the stairs to the rooms. He carried her in and then lifted his wand. She looked at him as he muttered a silencing charm. Then he turned to her to find her sitting on the bed.
She was leaning against the post of the bed. Even exhausted as she was she still looked amazing. He sat down beside her and gently cupped her face in his large hands.
Older than she by seven years, he did not seem it. He could act very immature at times and yet at other times could be a perfect gentleman. Remus was the only one who kept a level head among them when he was with the Marauders.
She giggled softly as his lips caressed her ear again. His hand caressed her hair. He bent to kiss her his hand moving to the back of her dress...
