Year Three: Chapter Thirty-Seven
Nymphadora

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Remus Lupin stood in the doorway, in his best suit, looking on as Sirius Black joked around with James Potter when he was suppose to be using the time to prepare for the wedding. His tie was untied, his shirt wasn't tucked in, and his socks and shoes weren't even on his feet, but knowing Sirius over the past two years, he usually took things to the very last possible second instead.

Clearing his throat, they stopped and looked up at him. "Oi, Remmy! Glad you could come!" Sirius waved.

"I hope I'm not too early," he began, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth. Sirius shook his head.

"Not at all, mate. The wedding should start in another half hour or so."

"So who are you escorting out?" James asked.

"Ugh, Bellatrix. The only thing that makes it at all bearable is the fact that she might possibly be more upset about it than me," Sirius pulled a grimace and then a smirk.

"But what about all the family honor stuff you go on and on about? Surely they aren't accepting her marrying a muggleborn?" Remus commented.

"They're not," he shook his head. "She's to be disowned immediately following the ceremony. It was her wishes they be here for her, though," Sirius shrugged. "And I suppose she got what she wanted, right?"

"Sirius, we have to get ready," a man, presumably another usher, came into the room.

He sighed. "Alright." He gave his hair a quick comb through and patted it down in front of the mirror. "You two pick any seats open on the Black side, you ought to find something." Finishing his hair, he gave them the thumbs-up before following the other man out of the room, looking as disheveled as before.

Shrugging, Remus said, "After you."

James rolled his eyes and led the way out of the room.

"You know, I've never been to a wedding before," Remus commented, making James laugh.

"Really?! You're a lucky one then!"

"Really?" he asked curiously.

"Sure. Ghastly things, weddings. Terribly boring!" James replied offhandedly.

Biting down on his tongue, he continued, "Well perhaps you're simply too immature for them."

"Not at all, Moony!" he laughed out loud once more. Remus was about to carp him for it – if not for him yelling out to Peter. And causing the entire congregation to look over their way disapprovingly.

Remus's hand found its way to the back of his neck, so he started nervously rubbing it. He quickly chose a seat and let out a great breath of air.

The service began shortly afterward. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today…." The Ministry official continued, but Remus didn't find much interest in what followed. Neither, apparently, did Sirius, who was staring gape-mouthed at the ceiling above them. Remus looked up as well, but didn't find anything that terribly intrigued him.

Ted took Andromeda's hand in his, fingers shaking, and slid the ring on her finger. She took her ring did the same for him.

"Do you, Theodore Tonks, take this woman, Andromeda Black, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

"I…." Ted's throat was stuck. He sighed and then laughed. "I do."

"And do you, Andromeda Black, take this man, Theodore Tonks, to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?"

She looked up at the groom, a soft smile gracing her lips. "I do."

A loud gasp and a loud thump were heard, but most people simply ignored it. It was one of the Blacks fainting, was all.

"Then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Ted lifting the veil with fingers that had stopped their trembling and looked into Andromeda's face. She softly caressed his face before he leaned forward and set his lips overtop hers.

Great applause filled the Tonks's sides of the room while most of the Blacks were standing up to leave. Andromeda Tonks looked out to see this, her radiant smile slowing fading and her eyes loosing their previous shimmer. Ted turned her away and embraced her. She looked to him, nodding, and the two left the room, followed closely by the best man and the mad-of-honor and ushers and the bridesmaids.

"So what is that?" Sirius asked Ted at the reception party. He was pointing at what Remus knew was a motorcycle. Remus smiled as he watched on.

Ted laughed. "It's a motorbike. You know, like a car, but more like a bicycle."

"What's a bicycle?" he asked with the same stupid, puzzled expression. It was Remus's turn to laugh, earning himself a death glare from Sirius. He shrugged and let Ted continue his explanation of the bike.

"So how was your furry little problem over the summer?" James asked. Remus turned his head quickly, amazed at what had been said. Contemplating for a moment, he replied with a, "Oh, fine as ever…."

"Fine?!" Peter stuttered in disbelief. Remus thought he was overreacting a bit, although Peter was the only one that had seen him right after one of his lunarly transformations.

He sighed and shrugged. "Oh you know. Nothing's changed…."

James laughed at the word "changed," earning a death glare from Remus this time.

"TED! TED!" one of the ushers rushed outside. "Andromeda! Her water's broken!"

Ted and the four stared dumbstruck at what had been said.

"…well can't you put more in?" Sirius asked. Stunned, the usher shook his head.

"…no…."

"Okay," Ted ran a hand through his hair worriedly. "We need to get her to St. Mungos, everything'll be…fine…." He walked through the door, staring straight ahead. The usher followed closely behind.

"Should we go?" Sirius asked.

"After you…." James said.

The entire party of people rushed with Ted and Andromeda into St. Mungos, making quite a comical situation of themselves as they shoved people aside in their mad dash. They ran for a lone woman behind the reception desk, who looked up at them in shock. She sent the bride and groom off to another area of the hospital while everyone else stayed in the waiting room, sleeping on the floor or waiting in the chairs.

And so that was how it was for the next twelve hours. Peter quietly munched on the cookies set out on the table while Remus was curled up in a corner reading an old magazine. James and Sirius talked quietly to one another. James was obviously trying to keep Sirius's mind off of his cousin.

A Healer came into their room and stood in the doorway. Ted's parents were invited in first, followed by some of his closer family members. And then Sirius was invited in, taking his three friends alongside him.

Remus couldn't see the baby when they first entered the room, only James's mess of black hair. But when he could, his heart melted. He saw Sirius holding the newborn protectively in his arms, smiling down.

"Hello. Hewwo…" he talked in a strange baby voice. "I'm Cousin Siri. Come on, you lot, don't be shy!" He encouraged the others to inch their way farther into the room.

"Here, support her head," he carefully gave James the baby. He smiled down at the limp doll in his arms. "What's her name?" he asked, looking up at Ted.

"Nymphadora Tonks," Andromeda replied from the bed.

"Nymphadora…you've scarred her for life, Andie," Sirius teased.

"Remmy, your turn," James nodded toward him. He nervously took the babe in his arms and looked down on the sleeping face. Mousy brown curls fell down in her face.

And then her eyes clicked open, a curious shade of violet. She looked up at him curiously, grabbing the thin fabric of his shirt with her tiny fist. And she smiled her smile to that Remus Lupin.

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