The ballroom, halls, and the entire castle filled with music, singing, and
dancing that evening. The servants were all chatting happily; the cooks
were cooking nonstop, while trays of food were being brought and empty
trays were being taken away to be filled again.
The King, queen, and prince were all seated at the head of the ballroom, pointing out guests and catching up with each other.
"So, the wedding is set for this summer." Lily explained to king Black. He was extremely happy to learn of the young lovers' wedding.
"I think it's just marvelous!" The king exclaimed, patting Lily's shoulder. She giggled, and looked at Sirius, whose eyes were wondering about ballroom.
"Looking for Remus, no doubt." She glanced back at the king and then Sirius once more. "Sirius looks just like his father." She smiled to herself and stood to search for James.
Sirius looked all about the ballroom. "Where is he?" He wondered.
"Oh! Sirius, look at her! Isn't she pretty?" Queen Melinda pointed at a tall brunette.
"Yes, mother." Sirius answered, only half paying attention
"Melinda, this is supposed to be a fun evening, not one to be looking for our sons' future bride."
"Father, every evening is an evening for mother to look for my future bride."
"Humph!" Queen Melinda turned away as the king chuckled, stopping immediately and began to cough when Melinda looked at him. She raised her right eyebrow.
"Well, I do not see why-Sirius, what *are* you looking for?" Queen Melinda questioned him, seeing his eyes dart from left to right.
"Uh…food! Look! Emily brought more of the…what is that stuff called…uh-never mind." He grinned nervously and hurried to the table, shoving in his mouth whatever the stuff was. "Hmm…this stuff *is* good…" He thought as he searched the ballroom once more. "Ah-ha! There he is!" Sirius almost spit out his food finally spotting Remus, along with other servants. He walked over to him, dropping what he was eating on some random plate.
"Oh, good evening, Sirius." Remus smiled, as the others bowed.
"Good evening. Remus, could I talk to you for a moment?" Remus smiled a small smile, having an idea to what his lover was up to.
"Of course," He turned to the group of servants. "If you'll please excuse me." They all smiled and nodded him off as Sirius took hold of Remus' hand and led him outside the ballroom and to the hallway on the left, which led to the first floor.
"What are you up to now?" Remus eyed Sirius in a playful manner.
"Who? Me?" Sirius smiled. "God, Remus looks beautiful." He thought with a smile. He wore a quite colorful garb this evening. Orange, purple, and green with gold and red patterns on the sleeves-it suited him well.
Sirius took Remus' hand in his and placed his free hand on Remus' waist. "May I have this dance?" Remus blushed as he placed his hand on Sirius' shoulder. Remus tilted his head to hear the music coming from the ballroom. A small smile crept over his lips as he looked back at Sirius.
"Do you even know how to waltz?"
"Of course!" Sirius then led them in a waltz, moving just as gracefully as Remus knew he would.
"It's like dancing on clouds." Sirius thought, staring down at Remus. The end of the waltz played, yet Sirius still felt as if he were dancing. Remus sighed soundly, resting his head on Sirius chest.
"You should get back to the party."
"No, it's almost over now. Besides," He whispered seductively in Remus' ear, causing him to blush. "I have one of my own planned later."
"Oh?" Remus kissed his lips gently and smiled.
"Your invited," Sirius kissed him back, more passionately.
"I'm sure…."
Queen Melinda was now looking around the ballroom, saying goodbye to a few guests. "Now where did that boy go? Darling, did you happen to see where Sirius went off too?"
"No, I'm sorry, dear. Thank you for coming!" The king waved good-bye to a few guests.
"Hmm..." The queen started her way across the ballroom, seeing her son passing just in front of the doorway. "Ah! Siri-"
"You highness! Thank you ever so much for having my family here this evening!"
"Hn?" A girl stepped in front of her path. It was that tall brunette that she had pointed out to Sirius earlier. The queen became delighted. "Of course, my dear! Tell me, dear, how old are you?"
"Oh, I am 16 and a half."
"Wonderful! You know, you would make a wonderful bride for my son!"
"I?! A bride for the prince!?"
"Why yes! Of course! Is there anything wrong with him?"
"Oh, no! He is very handsome and…" The girl blushed. "His bride?" She whispered to herself. A bit stunned. "That would be a great honor!"
"Well, you must come to meet him! Come tomorrow mourn at ten! What is your name, girl?"
"Oh, my name is Deanna." The girl bowed. "Thank you, your highness." The queen smiled, bowed her head, and waved to the girl as she continued out the ballroom.
"Oh! I think Sirius just might like her!" She thought happily, leaving the ballroom and heading to the first floor were she had seen her son going. "Now…where is he…" She looked around the floor, which was pitch black. "Not one candle lit." She mumbled something about ill-minded servants. "Sirius..?" She called in a small singsong voice. She soon heard a small moan. She did not know weather to giggle or to call out to whoever it was. "Well, someone's party isn't over." She giggled a little, heading over to the corner she heard the moan come from. Soon, a small light suddenly came in, Melinda looked behind her to see a servant had lit a few candles not to far from the steps and left to her quarters, once she turned around again, she gasped at the sight before her. Before her was the sight of her son, a prince, passionately kissing and holding in his arms that servant, that lowly *male* servant.
Authors note: Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! Cliffhanger!! Don't you just hate it? What shall Queen Melinda do? What will happen to Sirius and Remus? You'll just have to wait and find out….*^.^*
The King, queen, and prince were all seated at the head of the ballroom, pointing out guests and catching up with each other.
"So, the wedding is set for this summer." Lily explained to king Black. He was extremely happy to learn of the young lovers' wedding.
"I think it's just marvelous!" The king exclaimed, patting Lily's shoulder. She giggled, and looked at Sirius, whose eyes were wondering about ballroom.
"Looking for Remus, no doubt." She glanced back at the king and then Sirius once more. "Sirius looks just like his father." She smiled to herself and stood to search for James.
Sirius looked all about the ballroom. "Where is he?" He wondered.
"Oh! Sirius, look at her! Isn't she pretty?" Queen Melinda pointed at a tall brunette.
"Yes, mother." Sirius answered, only half paying attention
"Melinda, this is supposed to be a fun evening, not one to be looking for our sons' future bride."
"Father, every evening is an evening for mother to look for my future bride."
"Humph!" Queen Melinda turned away as the king chuckled, stopping immediately and began to cough when Melinda looked at him. She raised her right eyebrow.
"Well, I do not see why-Sirius, what *are* you looking for?" Queen Melinda questioned him, seeing his eyes dart from left to right.
"Uh…food! Look! Emily brought more of the…what is that stuff called…uh-never mind." He grinned nervously and hurried to the table, shoving in his mouth whatever the stuff was. "Hmm…this stuff *is* good…" He thought as he searched the ballroom once more. "Ah-ha! There he is!" Sirius almost spit out his food finally spotting Remus, along with other servants. He walked over to him, dropping what he was eating on some random plate.
"Oh, good evening, Sirius." Remus smiled, as the others bowed.
"Good evening. Remus, could I talk to you for a moment?" Remus smiled a small smile, having an idea to what his lover was up to.
"Of course," He turned to the group of servants. "If you'll please excuse me." They all smiled and nodded him off as Sirius took hold of Remus' hand and led him outside the ballroom and to the hallway on the left, which led to the first floor.
"What are you up to now?" Remus eyed Sirius in a playful manner.
"Who? Me?" Sirius smiled. "God, Remus looks beautiful." He thought with a smile. He wore a quite colorful garb this evening. Orange, purple, and green with gold and red patterns on the sleeves-it suited him well.
Sirius took Remus' hand in his and placed his free hand on Remus' waist. "May I have this dance?" Remus blushed as he placed his hand on Sirius' shoulder. Remus tilted his head to hear the music coming from the ballroom. A small smile crept over his lips as he looked back at Sirius.
"Do you even know how to waltz?"
"Of course!" Sirius then led them in a waltz, moving just as gracefully as Remus knew he would.
"It's like dancing on clouds." Sirius thought, staring down at Remus. The end of the waltz played, yet Sirius still felt as if he were dancing. Remus sighed soundly, resting his head on Sirius chest.
"You should get back to the party."
"No, it's almost over now. Besides," He whispered seductively in Remus' ear, causing him to blush. "I have one of my own planned later."
"Oh?" Remus kissed his lips gently and smiled.
"Your invited," Sirius kissed him back, more passionately.
"I'm sure…."
Queen Melinda was now looking around the ballroom, saying goodbye to a few guests. "Now where did that boy go? Darling, did you happen to see where Sirius went off too?"
"No, I'm sorry, dear. Thank you for coming!" The king waved good-bye to a few guests.
"Hmm..." The queen started her way across the ballroom, seeing her son passing just in front of the doorway. "Ah! Siri-"
"You highness! Thank you ever so much for having my family here this evening!"
"Hn?" A girl stepped in front of her path. It was that tall brunette that she had pointed out to Sirius earlier. The queen became delighted. "Of course, my dear! Tell me, dear, how old are you?"
"Oh, I am 16 and a half."
"Wonderful! You know, you would make a wonderful bride for my son!"
"I?! A bride for the prince!?"
"Why yes! Of course! Is there anything wrong with him?"
"Oh, no! He is very handsome and…" The girl blushed. "His bride?" She whispered to herself. A bit stunned. "That would be a great honor!"
"Well, you must come to meet him! Come tomorrow mourn at ten! What is your name, girl?"
"Oh, my name is Deanna." The girl bowed. "Thank you, your highness." The queen smiled, bowed her head, and waved to the girl as she continued out the ballroom.
"Oh! I think Sirius just might like her!" She thought happily, leaving the ballroom and heading to the first floor were she had seen her son going. "Now…where is he…" She looked around the floor, which was pitch black. "Not one candle lit." She mumbled something about ill-minded servants. "Sirius..?" She called in a small singsong voice. She soon heard a small moan. She did not know weather to giggle or to call out to whoever it was. "Well, someone's party isn't over." She giggled a little, heading over to the corner she heard the moan come from. Soon, a small light suddenly came in, Melinda looked behind her to see a servant had lit a few candles not to far from the steps and left to her quarters, once she turned around again, she gasped at the sight before her. Before her was the sight of her son, a prince, passionately kissing and holding in his arms that servant, that lowly *male* servant.
Authors note: Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! Cliffhanger!! Don't you just hate it? What shall Queen Melinda do? What will happen to Sirius and Remus? You'll just have to wait and find out….*^.^*