Sandy~SORRY ABOUT THE LACK OF UPDATES!
Vicky~WE WERE ON WRITERS BLOCK!
HERE IT IS!
~Marriage Plans~
"Gen? Gen! Where are you?"
"Up here, Harry! I'm looking at dresses! Wanna help?"
Harry groaned. For the last two two months, Genesis, future Mrs. Potter, had been looking for a wedding dress. Not just any dress, but the PERFECT dress. She's been through many wizarding shops, only to find nothing.
Now, she had resorted to muggle magazines and advertisements.
As he climbed the steps, Harry thought over the last two months of planning for the perfect wedding...
::Two Months Ago::
"So, you want white and red roses and-"
"No Sirius, Gen wants BLACK roses. Not white."
"But I thought that YOU wanted white ones?"
"I did, but we compromised. So now, we both get a color. I chose red. She chose black."
"Okaaay...Anyways..."
Sirius and Remus had taken on the job of planning this huge wedding, with the help of Amerianda and Draco. It had been havoc the first few days, but now it was becoming a routine.
"Okay,"Remus cut in,"have you chosen the first song you want to dance to?"
"As Mr. and Mrs. Potter!,"Amerianda joked, swooning to add in more humor. Genesis giggled childishly and thwapped her friend on the arm.
"We haven't decided. We just know we want it to be one that is...romantic beyond words,"Harry said, slinking an arm around his bride-to-be,"Something I can listen to while I sha-"
Genesis gave Harry an elbow in the stomach, causing him to cut off from that last word.
Everyone else laughed at the soon-to-be-married couple.
"At least give us a date,"Sirius said.
Genesis and Harry looked into each other's eyes. Green once again met green as they searched each other's eyes for the answer.
"Five months from now,"They said in unison,"Valentine's Day."
::Present::
There were only three more months until Mr. Potter had his Mrs. Potter. And believe me, neither of them could wait...
Harry entered the the study of 12 Grimmauld Place, where he and Genesis were staying until wed. Sirius had been all too happy to let them stay until they got everything together.
"Found anything yet, love?,"Harry asked, seating himself next to Genesis.
"I found two that might just be the one. But, I want your help to decide."
"Gen, it's not my place to decide on YOUR dress. It's YOUR dress, therefore not MY job to decide. Besides, I think you'd look better Without the dress..."
"Harry Potter, you are one perverted man...never change."
"As you wish, my sweet,"Harry said, giving a cheshire grin.
Genesis laughed and pointed to two dresses in two different magazines.
"Okay. This one's quite nice,"she began,"White. Lace and silk. Traditional style. Veil and the works...Seems a bit to...classical for us, huh?"
"You took the words right out of my mouth. What about the other one?"
"The other one is also white. Only it's more...my style. Corset style. Silk and satin. Sleeveless."
Harry looked at the picture of the dress that his lover seemed so hungover on. It was, as she described, corset style. The upper part looking like a corset and the bottom returning to what looked like a regular dress.
"It's beautiful...but....you might want to go...OFF white."
Genesis' eyes widened a bit.
"But, Harry, then everyone would know that-"
"Let them know."
Genesis grinned.
"How many times did we...you know?,"she asked, getting up and sitting in Harry's lap, leaning into his warm touch.
"Well...there was that time in the astronomy tower at school. Then that time in the Gryffindor tower, the library, Moaning Myrtle's bathroom-"
"Snape's office during detention,"Genesis said, reminiscing a bit,"Draco's dorm-"
"He was SOOO mad at us,"Harry chuckled,"He refused to sleep in there for a week!"
"Well, then there was that OTHER time in the Gryffindor tower-"
"McGonagall's office."
"Filch's office."
"The Leaky Cauldron."
"And then there were those last times here when you came over for holidays. One during Easter."
"Two at Christmas. And in SIRIUS' room of all places!"
"And then there was that time we ALMOST did it on the kitchen table..."
"I still can't believe Remus caught us! He couldn't even look at the table again without turning a bit green!"
The two were now shaking with laughter as they held each other.
"Okay,"Genesis said,"So maybe I SHOULDN'T go with white...Peach?"
"Peach makes you look fat, you know that."
Genesis chose to ignore that and moved on to another color.
"Black?"
"We didn't go THAT many times!"
"...Umm....Red?"
"Mmm...you always did look ravishing in red...I'm good."
"Great. So, tomorrow, I'll go down to this place and see if they have it in red...in my size...then I have to go buy shoes to match. And-"
Harry's lips suddenly latched onto her's, stopping any words from coming through. The only thing to be heard was Genesis' moan of pleasure as Harry's tongue flicked across her lips.
"You talk too much sometimes,"Harry said when they FINALLY came up for air.
"Had to shut me up somehow, huh?"
"Yup...Are you bored now?"
"Quite..."
Harry grinned.
"What say we add the desk in the study to that list?"
With a swift movement, Genesis cleared the desk of all papers and sat down.
"I'm all yours."
::Next Day::
"Okay...Miss Mantradoor?"
"Yes?"
"We found it in red. And it's just your size."
"Thanks...How much?"
"For anyone else, ALOT. For you, I'll let it go. It's on me."
"But, I-"
"Naw. Forget it. The public owes you and your future husband an apology. Take this as my 'I'm sorry for being an ass' gift."
Genesis just stared at the dress and back at the salesman.
"If you insist."
"Oh, I do."
"Just...wrap it carefully."
"Anything for you, MRS. POTTER."
'Oh, I'm gonna love it when that's my REAL name,"Genesis thought, picturing herself in her dress...
......Far away, a pale man with blood red eyes gazed upon them through a glass orb. He appeared menacing and vile...
"I can't wait either, Miss Mantradoor,"a hissing voice said,"You and I will meet soon....and lure your husband-to-be into a battle...His last."
As a shrill laugh filled the air, a spell was uttered. "Mosmorde."
The Dark Mark flew once more.
Vicky~WE WERE ON WRITERS BLOCK!
HERE IT IS!
~Marriage Plans~
"Gen? Gen! Where are you?"
"Up here, Harry! I'm looking at dresses! Wanna help?"
Harry groaned. For the last two two months, Genesis, future Mrs. Potter, had been looking for a wedding dress. Not just any dress, but the PERFECT dress. She's been through many wizarding shops, only to find nothing.
Now, she had resorted to muggle magazines and advertisements.
As he climbed the steps, Harry thought over the last two months of planning for the perfect wedding...
::Two Months Ago::
"So, you want white and red roses and-"
"No Sirius, Gen wants BLACK roses. Not white."
"But I thought that YOU wanted white ones?"
"I did, but we compromised. So now, we both get a color. I chose red. She chose black."
"Okaaay...Anyways..."
Sirius and Remus had taken on the job of planning this huge wedding, with the help of Amerianda and Draco. It had been havoc the first few days, but now it was becoming a routine.
"Okay,"Remus cut in,"have you chosen the first song you want to dance to?"
"As Mr. and Mrs. Potter!,"Amerianda joked, swooning to add in more humor. Genesis giggled childishly and thwapped her friend on the arm.
"We haven't decided. We just know we want it to be one that is...romantic beyond words,"Harry said, slinking an arm around his bride-to-be,"Something I can listen to while I sha-"
Genesis gave Harry an elbow in the stomach, causing him to cut off from that last word.
Everyone else laughed at the soon-to-be-married couple.
"At least give us a date,"Sirius said.
Genesis and Harry looked into each other's eyes. Green once again met green as they searched each other's eyes for the answer.
"Five months from now,"They said in unison,"Valentine's Day."
::Present::
There were only three more months until Mr. Potter had his Mrs. Potter. And believe me, neither of them could wait...
Harry entered the the study of 12 Grimmauld Place, where he and Genesis were staying until wed. Sirius had been all too happy to let them stay until they got everything together.
"Found anything yet, love?,"Harry asked, seating himself next to Genesis.
"I found two that might just be the one. But, I want your help to decide."
"Gen, it's not my place to decide on YOUR dress. It's YOUR dress, therefore not MY job to decide. Besides, I think you'd look better Without the dress..."
"Harry Potter, you are one perverted man...never change."
"As you wish, my sweet,"Harry said, giving a cheshire grin.
Genesis laughed and pointed to two dresses in two different magazines.
"Okay. This one's quite nice,"she began,"White. Lace and silk. Traditional style. Veil and the works...Seems a bit to...classical for us, huh?"
"You took the words right out of my mouth. What about the other one?"
"The other one is also white. Only it's more...my style. Corset style. Silk and satin. Sleeveless."
Harry looked at the picture of the dress that his lover seemed so hungover on. It was, as she described, corset style. The upper part looking like a corset and the bottom returning to what looked like a regular dress.
"It's beautiful...but....you might want to go...OFF white."
Genesis' eyes widened a bit.
"But, Harry, then everyone would know that-"
"Let them know."
Genesis grinned.
"How many times did we...you know?,"she asked, getting up and sitting in Harry's lap, leaning into his warm touch.
"Well...there was that time in the astronomy tower at school. Then that time in the Gryffindor tower, the library, Moaning Myrtle's bathroom-"
"Snape's office during detention,"Genesis said, reminiscing a bit,"Draco's dorm-"
"He was SOOO mad at us,"Harry chuckled,"He refused to sleep in there for a week!"
"Well, then there was that OTHER time in the Gryffindor tower-"
"McGonagall's office."
"Filch's office."
"The Leaky Cauldron."
"And then there were those last times here when you came over for holidays. One during Easter."
"Two at Christmas. And in SIRIUS' room of all places!"
"And then there was that time we ALMOST did it on the kitchen table..."
"I still can't believe Remus caught us! He couldn't even look at the table again without turning a bit green!"
The two were now shaking with laughter as they held each other.
"Okay,"Genesis said,"So maybe I SHOULDN'T go with white...Peach?"
"Peach makes you look fat, you know that."
Genesis chose to ignore that and moved on to another color.
"Black?"
"We didn't go THAT many times!"
"...Umm....Red?"
"Mmm...you always did look ravishing in red...I'm good."
"Great. So, tomorrow, I'll go down to this place and see if they have it in red...in my size...then I have to go buy shoes to match. And-"
Harry's lips suddenly latched onto her's, stopping any words from coming through. The only thing to be heard was Genesis' moan of pleasure as Harry's tongue flicked across her lips.
"You talk too much sometimes,"Harry said when they FINALLY came up for air.
"Had to shut me up somehow, huh?"
"Yup...Are you bored now?"
"Quite..."
Harry grinned.
"What say we add the desk in the study to that list?"
With a swift movement, Genesis cleared the desk of all papers and sat down.
"I'm all yours."
::Next Day::
"Okay...Miss Mantradoor?"
"Yes?"
"We found it in red. And it's just your size."
"Thanks...How much?"
"For anyone else, ALOT. For you, I'll let it go. It's on me."
"But, I-"
"Naw. Forget it. The public owes you and your future husband an apology. Take this as my 'I'm sorry for being an ass' gift."
Genesis just stared at the dress and back at the salesman.
"If you insist."
"Oh, I do."
"Just...wrap it carefully."
"Anything for you, MRS. POTTER."
'Oh, I'm gonna love it when that's my REAL name,"Genesis thought, picturing herself in her dress...
......Far away, a pale man with blood red eyes gazed upon them through a glass orb. He appeared menacing and vile...
"I can't wait either, Miss Mantradoor,"a hissing voice said,"You and I will meet soon....and lure your husband-to-be into a battle...His last."
As a shrill laugh filled the air, a spell was uttered. "Mosmorde."
The Dark Mark flew once more.