Chapter 19: A Quickie
OPOV
I opened my eyes and saw dark blue walls surrounding me. I was lying in a large bed by myself, surrounded by blankets. I knew exactly where I was—I was in Sirius' room at the Potters'. I tried to sit up, but there was a sharp pain in my side. I gasped loudly, and a set of hands found their way to my shoulders, forcing me back onto the bed.
"Easy, now, love," came Sirius' wonderful voice. The mattress shifted as he took a seat on it, keeping his hands on me. "You need to rest. The Healers said you almost died." He looked at me, and I saw the fear still in his eyes.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I don't really know. All I know is you Apparated into the Potters' living area with a dagger in your hip and gushing blood. Dumbledore managed to summon some healers here, who fixed you up before you died from blood loss." He bushed a lock of hair away from my face. "Where were you, love?"
I exhaled slowly, mainly because it hurt to breathe in and out, then turned my face to look at Sirius. "I was—I don't even know where the hell I was to be honest. It was some small hut in the middle of nowhere, and all the Death Eaters were there. And He was there, too. They were about to perform some ceremony before I escaped."
"How?" he asked, stroking my cheek gently with his finger. "If there were all those Death Eaters and Voldemort there, how on earth did you manage to get out alive?"
"Your brother," I said softly. "Regulus. He came up with a plan and got me out of there."
"He did?" Sirius asked, looking stunned.
I nodded. "He gave me this," I said, sliding the ring off my finger and pressing it into his hand. "He came up with some spell that would freeze everyone except those wearing this. He had one for himself too."
"Okay, so he stunned everyone in the room. That still doesn't explain how you ended up with a dagger in your hip."
"Oh, that," I muttered, looking down at the bandage over my left. "I tried to convince Reg to come with me, and everyone started waking up before I could leave. Bellatrix saw me while I was Disapperating, and she threw her dagger at me. I guess it hit me," I said, shrugging.
Sirius shook his head before taking my hand in his. "I'll never let her get close to you again. I swear, I'll protect you, Olivia. No one will ever hurt you like this again." He kissed the top of my head. I shifted slightly before letting out a moan—everything seemed to hurt when I moved. "Love, relax. Just rest here until you're all better."
"But what about the Order of the Phoenix and becoming members?" I asked thickly, sleep starting to overcome me.
Sirius chuckled. "Well, you being kidnapped sort of overshadowed the whole being sworn in as members. Once you're feeling better, we'll all join. I don't want you going on missions while you're still injured, anyways."
"Sirius, what are we going to do about this?" I sighed. "He has all his Death Eaters looking for me, and they're willing to kill anyone who gets in their way, meaning you, Lily, James, Remus, Claire, and Peter, plus all the members of the Order of the Phoenix and the Aurors. I can't have so many people putting their lives on the line because of me."
"Love, calm down," he soothed, smoothing my hair. "No one is being forced to protect you—well, we might have said something to Peter, but that's because he's a coward and needed some motivation. They're all doing it because they love and care about you. Do you know what it would do to us if something happened to you? I almost lost my mind earlier because I didn't know if you were going to come back when they took you. I was already making plans about what I was going to do if they found your body."
"Plans?" I asked, giving him a look.
"Well, sure. I was going to take out as many Death Eaters as I could before they managed to kill me. I wasn't just going to let them take you without consequence. I don't think you realize how much you mean to me. Olivia, you're the only girl for me. I can't ever see myself being with anyone but you. I know it sounds silly, but, you're like my soul mate."
I laughed softly. "Have you been reading those silly romance novels again?" I teased.
"I'm not kidding," he said, rubbing my back gently. "I really do feel that way about you, you know. About us in general. That we're supposed to be together, and not with anyone else. I don't think the world would allow us to be with anyone else for an extended period of time."
I just looked up at him and shook my head. "You're full of shit, you know that?" I teased, but there was a smile on my face. "I love you for that."
"Hey Liv?" he asked, looking down at me, a nervous look on his face.
"What is it, love?" I asked, sounding slightly concerned. "What's wrong?"
"No, nothing's wrong. I just had an idea. For us. To help solve our problem, possibly."
"I wasn't aware we had a problem. Please, enlighten me."
"I meant the problem with Voldemort and him attempting to marry you," he said, rolling his eyes. That was another thing I loved about Sirius—he had no qualms about saying You-Know-who's name. It was like he wasn't even scared.
"Well, what's your solution, then?" I asked.
"We get married," he said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"We are getting married," I reminded him, holding up my left hand, showing him the ring he'd given me. "We're going to get married and start a family and grow old together. We already decided this."
He laughed quietly. "Of course I remember. No, what I meant was, we get married now. As in tonight."
"Tonight?" I asked, completely thrown for a loop. I always had thought Lily and James would get married first, then us, then Remus and Claire. I thought we had another year or two before we were going to tie the knot, but I could see where he was coming from. The only way to keep me safe from You-Know-Who marrying me was to marry me himself. Today.
"You don't want to," he guessed, his face falling a little. I guess he did want to get married now. I never would have expected this of Sirius Black, ladies man.
"I didn't say that," I said. "I guess it does make sense with everything going on around me and the whole attempted forced marriage." I grinned at him. "Okay. Let's do it."
"Really? Are you sure?"
"Never been more sure about anything in my life. Why don't we go down at tell everyone so we can get ready quickly. We only have a few hours to pull this together, and I still need to find a wedding dress. Luckily Alice is already here, but I need to get my bridesmaids' dresses." I stood up, taking his hand, and the two of us made our way down the stairs into the living area where the Order members were sitting, discussing.
"Ah, Olivia," Dumbledore greeted me, rising to his feet and patting my hand lightly. "How are you feeling?"
"I'm better, sir. Thank you." I glanced over at Sirius as he gently squeezed me hand. "Professor Dumbledore sir? Sirius and I had a…well, a sort of assignment for the members of the Order."
"First, as you are no longer my pupil, it seems ridiculous for you to give me such a lengthy title. Albus will suffice from this point forward. And an assignment?" he asked, raising his eyebrows. "Well, Olivia, we're listening," he said, leaning forward, his eyes on me.
I glanced at Sirius again, who grinned at me and nodded his head slightly, giving me the go ahead to tell them our idea. I looked from Dumbledore to Alice and Frank Longbottom to Mad-Eye to all my friends, all of whom were staring at me and Sirius with curious expressions on their faces. I took a deep breath before speaking. "So, you know how You-Know-Who wants to bind himself to me and fuck me and make me give him a kid?" I asked, not caring that I just said fuck in front of my former headmaster and Sirius' future boss.
They all gave me a look, but nodded, not surprised by my straightforward approach to things. Sirius and Remus said it was part of my charm. James said it was what made me the perfect girl for Sirius.
"Well, Sirius had an idea," I said, elbowing him slightly in the side. "He was thinking I should get married soon instead."
Dumbledore looked up at Sirius, stroking his chin as he thought. "You know, that's not a bad idea. It would definitely thwart some of his plans, and it would give Olivia some additional protection. So what are you thinking? Next weekend, perhaps?"
I shook my head. "After what happened today, we were thinking more like in a few hours."
"A few hours?" Lily asked. "But that's impossible, Liv. You don't have a dress, a cake, food, a place to have it, flowers…" She trailed off, frowning, but the smile stayed on my face.
"Mrs. Potter, do you think we could have it here?" I asked.
"Of course, Olivia. We have plenty of space in the back yard. I'll have James and the rest of the boys set up chairs and tables and any other furniture we would need. I'll also let everyone you want know what's happening. Get me a list, and I'll get them here," she promised.
"Perfect," I said. "Dumbledore, do you think you could get the House Elves at Hogwarts to prepare some food for us? And a wedding cake?"
"That's no problem. Minerva, could you head to the castle and give them the order?" he asked, turning to Professor McGonagall. She nodded once before Disapparating on the spot.
"Frank can provide music," Alice volunteered.
"Alice, be quiet," he muttered, his cheeks turning pink.
"No, you be quiet," she said. "Frank and a few of his friends from school formed a band, and they still practice. Trust me, they're over our house three times a week, and it's impossible for me to do anything," she laughed. "And since they never seem to play anywhere except in our basement, this would be the perfect place for them to show off their skills," she said, teasing her husband. "They're good, Olivia. I promise," she said, meeting my eyes.
"Well, beggars can't be choosers, anyways. Okay Frank, you and your band are hired. Think you can get the rest of the members and your instruments over here by five?" I asked.
He nodded his head. "Yeah, I can do that. Don't you worry, Olivia. We'll be the best wedding band you'll ever have."
I smiled once at him before turning to Alice. "Since your husband is taking care of music, do you think you could decorate the grounds and get some flowers, maybe?" I asked, hoping that wasn't too much.
"Olivia, it would be an honor," she said with a genuine smile. "I would love to decorate for your wedding."
"Thank you so much, Alice. Lily and Claire can help you. Right?" I asked, shooting a look at my best friends.
"We'd love to help, Alice," Lily said. Claire nodded in agreement. That took care of almost everything. Except what I, and my bridesmaids, were going to wear.
Dumbledore seemed to know what was on my mind—I swear, that man could read minds. "You still need a wedding dress and bridesmaid dresses, right?" he asked.
I nodded. "I already know what I want them to look like, too. We just need them made," I said, pulling a few pieces of parchment out of my pocket. On it, I had sketched the designs for what I wanted my wedding dress and bridesmaids dresses to look like. They were simple, but simple was what I was going for.
"As I recall, Andromeda Tonks and Molly Weasley are excellent dress makers, and quite quick when they have the aide of magic," he said, a twinkle in his eyes. "Alastor? Would you mind fetching them for me? Have them bring their families as well. The more guests, the merrier."
Mad-Eye nodded once before Disapperating, going to fetch the two women who would make me the best wedding dress I could get. Eventually, something hit me. "Sirius!" I hissed, turning towards him.
"What is it, love?" he asked, looking slightly worried.
"Rings! We don't have rings to exchange!"
His eyes widened as he realized this. "Don't worry about it, Livs. Padfoot is on the case." With a quick kiss on the cheek, he disappeared a moment later. I looked at the spot where he had just been, still very confused.
"Olivia?" a voice asked. I turned and saw Dumbledore standing beside me. "Who's going to marry you?" he asked.
"Marry us? Oh my gosh, I didn't even think about that," I said, starting to panic. We were going to have all these people here, and no one to perform the ceremony. "Maybe…I don't know!" I said, hyperventilating.
"Olivia, relax," Dumbledore ordered, placing a hand on my shoulder. "I can perform the ceremony."
"You can?" I asked.
"Yes," he said, nodding. "And I would be honored to marry you and Sirius. There is nothing that would make me happier than that."
"Thank you, Albus," I said, giving him a big hug. He looked a little taken aback, but he returned the hug a moment later.
"Sorry to break up this moment," came a voice. "But I need Olivia right now." I looked up and saw Mrs. Potter standing there, looking slightly stressed. "Do you have a list of people you want me to contact?" she asked.
"Oh, yes," I said, producing another piece of parchment. Luckily, Sirius and I had already come up with the guest list before we spontaneously decided to get married an hour ago. The only names conspicuously missing from the list were the majority of Sirius' family, which made me sad.
There was a popping sound, and Professor McGonagall appeared, a small smile on her face. "The elves are cooking as we speak, even constructing a marvelous wedding cake. When I told them it was for Olivia and Sirius' wedding, they seemed more than happy to help. I wonder why," she said, rolling her eyes at me. I laughed—it wasn't like no one knew Sirius and I, along with the other Marauders, spent most of our time in the kitchens, nicking food. The House Elves all knew us by name and favorite food.
There were three pops as Mad-Eye, Molly Weasley, and Andromeda Tonks appeared. "Where is the bride?" Molly asked, her eyes falling on me. She strolled up to me, whipping her wand out and producing a tape measure, which began measuring my body. "You have the drawings of the dress?" she asked my while Andromeda started conjuring different fabrics.
"Here," I said, handing her the parchment with the wedding dress and bridesmaid dresses on it.
"Dear, are you sure you don't want to lengthen your down?" she asked, frowning at the sketch.
"No, I'm sure," I said. "I want everything to be simple." Molly nodded and began having the scissors cut through the white fabric, forming the framework of my dress. I handed Andromeda the bridesmaid sketch, and she asked me to send Lily, Claire, and Alice in so she could measure them.
I trekked outside, where the three women were decorating the outside reception area with flowers, fountains, and twinkling lights in the sky. "Andromeda wants to see you three," I said, walking up to them.
"What for?" Alice called, not taking her eyes off the tree she was decorating.
"Bridesmaid dress measurements," I responded. "They're making the dresses now, and they need to know your sizes. It won't take that long," I said.
"Oh, alright," Alice muttered, stalking into the house, followed by Lily and Claire who were chattering excitedly. I heard a grunt and saw James and Reus, their arms burdened with chairs.
"Here, let me help you guys," I said, taking a chair each from Remus and James. We walked over and placed them in rows and a few around tables.
"How many people are coming to this thing?" Remus asked, looking at all the chairs.
"I don't know," I admitted. "It's such short notice. I doubt anyone except the Order members will show up." Secretly, I was fine with that. I didn't want a big event. I just wanted a small thing with me, Sirius, and our closest friends.
"LIV!" I heard someone shout. I looked back towards the house and saw Ellie and Leighton, my other two closest friends, running towards me with their boyfriends following closely behind. Suddenly, there were two pairs of arms around me and I was being lifted into the air by them.
"Hi, guys," I said, looking shocked at their excitement.
"You're getting married!" Ellie gushed, setting me back on the ground. "Are you excited? Nervous? Thinking it's the biggest mistake of your life?"
I laughed quietly. "Probably a cross between excited and nervous, but I'm definitely not thinking this is a giant mistake. This is something I know won't be a mistake."
"But…you two are getting married so fast. Don't you think you should wait at least a few months?" Leighton asked.
"We really can't," I muttered, not thinking about how that would sound.
"Oh my gosh, you are pregnant!" Ellie exclaimed.
"Who's pregnant?" Lily asked, walking up to us after her dress fitting.
"Olivia!"
"Really?" she asked me, her eyes going to my flat stomach.
"No, of course not!" I said defensively. "I promise you I'm not pregnant."
"Then why the rush?" Ellie asked.
"We just didn't want to wait, I guess," I said, coming up with an excuse for my friends who didn't, and couldn't, know what was going on. "I want to be Mrs. Sirius Black as soon as I can."
"Olivia, people are starting to arrive," Claire said, walking back outside, her hair thrown up messily.
"You should start doing your hair and makeup," Lily suggested, looking at my messy hair and un-made up face.
Leighton sighed and took my hand. "Come on," she said, towing me towards the house. "I'll help you with hair and makeup." The two of us went upstairs and into Sirius' room, where he was straightening his tie. "Out," Leighton ordered him. "The bride needs to get ready, and you are no longer allowed to see her until the ceremony. Go downstairs and talk to James or something," she said, shoving him out the door and shutting it in his face, not listening to his protests.
"Was that really necessary?" I asked when she turned back to me.
"Of course!" she said with a smile. "The groom isn't supposed to see the bride 24 hours before the wedding. Since we don't have 24 hours, three will have to suffice. It's one of those old wedding traditions. Like something old, new, borrowed, and blue," she said, rolling her eyes. "Now, let's get started…"
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SPOV
"You ready, mate?" James asked me as we made our way outside. We waited in the back of the reception area where Olivia and I were going to be married shortly.
"I think so," I said, shocking myself with my nervousness. I'd never been nervous before once in my life, and now I was. It was embarrassing, actually.
"Don't be nervous, Pads. If Olivia hasn't realized she can do better than you by now, she'll probably never realize it," James said, throwing an arm around my neck.
"Thanks, James. That makes me feel so much better," I said, glaring at him.
"Sirius, Olivia loves you and only you, so don't worry," Remus reassured me, patting me on the shoulder as he stood next to James, Peter on his other side.
"I can't believe I'm going to be married soon," I muttered, looking around at all the people here. There were all the order members, a pregnant Molly and Arthur Weasley with their three sons, my cousin Andromeda Tonks with her husband Ted, the entire Auror department, all the Hogwarts (House Elves included), the Gryffindor Quidditch team, all the kids in our year from Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff, my uncle Alphard, and—my father?
"Pads, is that your dad?" James asked, glancing at my father, who was sitting next to Uncle Alphard. That was something I never thought I'd see—Uncle Alphard had been disowned and blasted off the family tree after he gave me some gold when I ran away. My mother never forgave him for that.
"I think it is," I said, looking at him. My father was looking old. And not too good. Maybe that was why he'd come—come to see me again before he kicked the bucket. I was about to go over to him when Alice, Lily, and Claire walked over to us. They were all in matching red sundresses with white sandals, carrying bouquets of white roses. Lily came up and took James' arm, Claire took Remus', and Alice took Peter's.
Frank's band struck up a gentle tune as Nymphadora Tonks, Andromeda's five-year-old daughter went down the aisle, dropping rose petals behind her. I, along with my groomsmen and the bridesmaids, walked down the aisle towards the front after her, where Dumbledore was standing in brilliant robes of dark blue.
Everyone turned to the back as Olivia, led by Mad-Eye Moody, walked down the aisle. I'd never seen her look more beautiful in my life. She was in a short strapless white dress with small ruffles, a veil covering her face, and white sandals. Her dark locks were wavy and pulled back into a messy bun. She gave Mad-Eye a hug before handing her bouquet of white and pink roses to Lily, then turned to face me.
"Hi," she whispered, a grin on her face.
"Hi," I whispered back, taking her hand as Dumbledore started the ceremony. Olivia and I didn't really pay attention—we spent most of the time making faces at each other, then turning away so we wouldn't break into laughter. Dumbledore didn't seem to care. I even thought I heard him chuckle a few times.
I wound our fingers together. She turned to me and quickly stuck her tongue out as Dumbledore talked about the importance of marriage. I rolled my eyes at her as she silently shook with laughter. Her eyes met mine and she mouthed "I love you," to me. I grinned at her and winked at her.
"Do you have the rings?" he asked us. James, my best man, nodded and pulled the rings I had gotten earlier out of his pocket, both of them still in the box. He handed them to Dumbledore, who nodded and handed my ring to Olivia, and Olivia's ring to me. "Sirius and Olivia, please face each other."
Olivia and I released each other's hands and turned towards one another. She grinned at me and blew me a kiss. I winked at her again as I turned her ring over and over in my hand.
"Olivia, place the ring on Sirius while saying, 'Sirius Black, I pledge myself to you for all eternity.'"
Olivia looked at me and took my hand, sliding the ring onto my finger. "Sirius Black, I pledge myself to you for all eternity," she murmured.
"Sirius, please do the same thing to Olivia," Dumbledore instructed.
I took Olivia's small hand in mine and took the ring, sliding it onto her finger. "Olivia Parker, I pledge myself to you for all eternity." Once the ring was on, I pulled her hand up and kissed the back of it.
Dumbledore smiled at us before lifting his wand in the air, shooting something out of the end of it, letting rose petals shower down on us. "Let it be known that these two souls are joined for all eternity, forsaking all others and staying faithful to one another as long as they shall live. Sirius and Olivia, you are now man and wife. Please, kiss."
Olivia grinned mischievously at me before throwing her arms around my neck and pulling me close, crashing her lips into mine and pressing her body against mine. She wound her fingers in my hair and the kiss started getting a little inappropriate for public.
James cleared his throat and Olivia and I separated, both our faces a little redder than they had been a moment ago. Everyone was standing and applauding as I took Olivia's hand and they two of us walked down the aisle into the house where we spend time with each other for a little bit before rejoining everyone.
Once we were inside, Olivia pulled me up the stairs and into my—now our—room and pushed me onto the bed, climbing on top of me and yanking off my tie.
"Liv, what are you doing?" I asked, raising my eyebrows at her. "We have to go back outside in a moment, and I'd rather it not be obvious by our disheveled appearance that we just screwed in here."
She pouted for a moment before grinning, sliding her hands down my body and sliding the zipper on my pants down.
"Olivia…" I warned, giving her a look. "Later. Not now."
"Oh, we're not going to fuck," she said simply, slowly climbing down me so she was kneeling in between my legs. Her hand brushed past my crotch gently, and I went hard. "There we go," she said happily, pulling me out while I was still lying down, unsure of what she was planning. With Olivia, I never knew what to expect.
She licked her lips before bending her head forward, opening her mouth and exhaling her hot breath onto me. I looked up at her, stunned. Olivia hated giving blow jobs. She said they made her feel dirty. Ever since I'd asked her out in fifth year, she'd only given me one, and that ended with her in tears. But now, she was willingly about to give me one without me even asking.
"Olivia," I groaned weakly, not wanting her to do anything she didn't feel comfortable doing, but not wanting her to stop either.
She pulled back slightly to look at me. "Sirius, shut up," she said, and then her mouth was on me, her tongue swirling around. She started sucking on me, her fingers massaging my inner thighs. She pulled back, her tongue licking the tip of me. I moved my hands down, carefully winding them in her hair, but trying not to mess up the bun in her hair.
She sucked more, pulling me deeper into her mouth with her tongue so the tip of me was near the back of her throat. Her hands started inching towards the inside of my pelvis until her right hand was resting at the base of my length, stroking the exposed skin softly.
I let out a moan—I couldn't help it. Her mouth on me just felt so good. "Oh, Olivia," I groaned, involuntarily jutting my hips up and forcing more of myself into her tiny mouth. I was about to apologize until her eyes met mine, and I knew she didn't care one bit. Her tongue whipped around me while I felt her hot breath surrounding my length in her mouth.
I felt the pressure starting to build. I needed to warn her or do something. I couldn't just come in her mouth like this. It wasn't right. I started to pull my hips away from her, but she clamped her lips around me tighter, keeping most of me in her mouth.
"Olivia," I said in a strained voice. "Olivia, let go. I'm about to coooooome," I said, extending the last word when she slid her lips up, then down my entire length.
I saw the sparkle in her eyes that I loved—the sparkle that appeared when she did exceptionally well on an exam or when she saw Snape alone in the halls, making him an easy target for her to prank. It was the 'I'm excited and thrilled' sparkle.
She kept sucking on me slowly, letting out a moan in the back of her throat as her hands stroked my, slowly and gently. I felt the pressure building up more and more.
"Olivia, let me go," I moaned weakly. "I'm serious."
She pulled her mouth off me and locked her eyes with mine. "I know you're Sirius," she teased before wrapping her mouth around my length again. When her hot breath surrounded me for the second time, I couldn't contain myself anymore, and I exploded in her mouth.
I looked at her, anxious to see what she was going to do. To my utter amazement, she swallowed and licked her lips. "Yum, salty," she whispered, crawling up next to me and lying down on the bed, snuggling in my arms.
"Thank you," I whispered, pressing my lips against her forehead as I tried to slow my breathing down a bit before we rejoined everyone.
"I love you," she murmured, her small hand gently stroking my chest. "So much. You're the most important person in my life now, Mr. Black."
"As are you in mine, Mrs. Black," I said, grinning down at her.
"I love hearing you call me that," she giggled. "Think we have time for a quickie before we have to go back down to see everyone?"
"No. I think they're probably looking for us now," I said, sitting up and stuffing my now limp member back in my pants, zipping them up and retying my tie around my neck. "Besides, we have all night for that." I bent over and pressed my lips against hers. "Let's go rejoin our guests love. Besides, it's not a wedding without the bride and groom, right?"
I took her hand, and the two of us headed downstairs and back outside, where everyone applauded when they saw us. "Congrats, mate," James said, coming up to us and clapping me on the shoulder. Lily gave Olivia a hug, straightening her veil slightly.
Remus and Claire came up next, both of them enveloping Olivia into a giant hug, then shaking my hand, following James and Lily over to a table to get something to eat. Peter and Alice came next. Alice gave Olivia a giant hug and promised Frank would say hi later—once he took a break from playing with his band. Peter shook both our hands, but he seemed to give Olivia a look. Maybe it was just my imagination.
It seemed everyone wanted to congratulate us. From the Order members to our friends at Hogwarts to people I was pretty sure I'd never met before, everyone had nice things to say.
"Does this mean you and Olivia are my auntie and uncle now?" little Nymphadora asked me when she came up with her parents.
"No, Dora," Andromeda's husband, Ted, corrected her. "Sirius is your cousin, darling. Sorry," he said to me. "She kind of just says what's on her mind. You know what kids are like at this age."
"It's perfectly all right," Olivia said, bending down to entertain Nymphadora while I said hello to my favorite cousin.
"Congratulations, Sirius," Andy said, giving me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "She's a beauty, both inside and out. "You're a lucky man."
"I know I am," I said, gazing down at my wife, who was now chasing Dora around the yard, picking her up and tickling her, then setting her down and resuming the game.
"I think Dora may want to kidnap her, though," Ted chuckled, watching his daughter interact with Olivia. I could tell from here that Dora was fond of her. "So, you two going to give Dora a friend any time soon?" he asked.
"Ted!" Andy scolded. "Ignore him, Sirius. He's had kids on the mind ever since Dora was born. You and Olivia enjoy married life for a while. You don't need to rush into starting a family yet." She gave me another kiss before walking over to Olivia to fetch Dora and bring her over to get some food.
Olivia flitted back over to my side, kissing me softly as Mad-Eye approached up.
"Congratulations, Miss Par—I mean, Mrs. Black," he growled as she gave him a giant hug. He looked up at me, shaking my hand. "Looks like we'll be seeing a lot more of each other, Black," he said.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
"You, Potter and Evans. Becoming Aurors. You should be getting the owl soon, letting you know you're in. You'll be training under me. And don't think that because your wife happens to be one of my favorite people in the world that I'm going to go easy on you."
"I wouldn't want you to do that, Mad-Eye," Olivia chuckled. "I think you should be extra hard on him," she teased, wrapping her arms around my waist and leaning against me.
"Sounds like a plan. And Black? You hurt this girl, I'll rip you apart limb from limb. And I won't feel bad about it. Got it?"
"Understood, sir," I said, looking at my boss with a little fear in my eyes.
He laughed before looking at Olivia again. "You look beautiful, Mrs. Black. Remember," he said, turning his eyes to me. "Limb from limb." With that, he walked over to the group, pulling out his flask and taking a swig from it.
"That was…interesting," I said, unsure of how else to describe talking to my boss for the first time.
"Don't worry. Moody's a real sweetheart once you get to know him," she assured me.
"I bet he is," I muttered, staring at the back of him, not quite sure what to think about him. I saw two people walking towards us, and I took in a sharp breath.
My Uncle Alphard and my father were walking towards us, smiling and laughing with each other. This was odd—Dad hated Uncle Alphard. Had ever since he gave me money when I ran away from home.
"Dad?" I asked when they were standing in front of us.
"Hello, son," he said, looking at Olivia and I, a hesitant smile on his face.
"What are you doing here?" I asked in a clipped tone. "I didn't invite you."
"No, you're right," he said. "But your Uncle here told me about this, and I wanted to come. I wanted to see you, Sirius. And I wanted to meet your beautiful new wife," he said, turning to Olivia and taking her hand, kissing the back of it.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, sir," she said politely. She glanced over at me and I gave her a small smile.
"Dad, why did you come? You swore never to speak to me again after I left two years ago," I said, remembering the giant fight when I left Grimauld Place.
"Ah, that was more to please your mother," he said, waving it off. "She can be a bit of a tyrant, you know."
"You're telling me," I muttered.
My dad shook his head. "That's not the point. The point is, I know I'm not going to be around much longer, and I don't want to die, and not have made up with you. If I left this earth with you still hating my guts, well then I've done something horribly wrong. Sirius, can you ever forgive me?" he asked, extending a hand to me.
I looked at him for a moment. "Put your hand down," I said. He looked hurt as he lowered his hand.
"Sirius…" Olivia said, giving me a look. I ignored her and pulled my dad into a hug, forgetting all the things that had happened between us in the past.
I stepped back after a minute and put my arm around Olivia. "Dad, I'd like to formally introduce you to my wife, Olivia. Livs, this is my dad," I said, introducing the two of them. She smiled at him and leaned against me, patting my side.
After that, we headed over to everyone already enjoying the party. The food was already partially gone, so I grabbed plates for Olivia and myself, walking over to the table she was sitting at with James, Lily, Remus, Claire, Peter, and Alice.
"Really, congratulations you two," Remus said as I took a seat next to my wife. He was next to Olivia and he gave her a one armed hug as he continued eating. "We're all so happy for you." Everyone nodded and murmured in agreement.
"So, where did you two disappear to earlier?" James asked, a smirk on his lips.
"Oh, just inside," Olivia said, blushing slightly.
"Just inside?" Prongs asked, looking her once over. "Because I came inside to look for you at one point and I didn't see you two anywhere. So I ventured upstairs and I heard some pretty strange noises coming from your room, mate," he said, giving us a knowing stare.
Olivia turned beet red and I gave James a glare. "Shut up, Prongs," I muttered under my breath, putting an arm around Olivia.
"'Oh, Olivia,'" he moaned, imitating me. I picked up the roll on my plate and chucked it at him. It hit him square in the chest, but it didn't wipe that stupid smirk off his smug face.
"Oh my gosh, Olivia!" Lily squealed. "Did you guys seriously go inside so you could make love?"
"No," she said defensively. "We didn't shag just now, I promise." Olivia couldn't lie for shit, so it's a good thing she was telling the truth now.
"Then what were you doing?" Prongs asked, still smirking at us.
"Mind your own dawn business, Prongs," I growled, pulling Olivia closer to me. She placed her hand on my knee, slowly inching it upwards until it rested on my inner thigh. "Stop," I hissed at her. I didn't know what had come over her today, but she was driving me crazy, but in a good way. "Not here," I whispered. She pouted for a moment before taking my hand. I kissed her lightly on the lips while James gagged behind us. Olivia let go of my hand and casually flipped him off.
Now I remember why I love her.