"Gloria and Orion had just finished their time here at Hogwarts when they eloped. A week later, Orion had to leave to join in the effort agaionst Voldemort." Sarah and Sirius both flenched at the name, but Dumbledore took no notice and continued on. "Of course, Gloria had wanted to fight as well, but by the time they were married, she was already a month pregnant. They simply believed the charm they had been using had failed. But shortly after Orion left, Gloria came to me with a rather strange story. It seemed she'd had a very interesting dream about a blond stranger. I'm sure I don't have to tell anyone what it was about."
Jareth looked at his friend. "I remember that night rather well, Albus, how you called me Aboveground to ask if I really had done it. I also seem to remember asking you to never tell anyone else about it, seeing as how in your infinate wisdom you thought it best that my son never know me." Sirius shook his head, his face buried in his hands, glad Sarah was the only person there wittnessing this. After all, what would Moony say if he were there? And worse, he really didn't need to know how he came to be in this world.
It was a scene straight out of the album Hagrid had given him. A young man with messy black hair and glasses standing nervously in front of a huge crowd. Next to him stood a beautiful redheaded woman in a long white gown. Harry thought, at first, that he must surely be witnesing his parents' wedding. But then he got a better look at the groom. Green eyes and...
Harry awoke, then, with a bit of a start. That hadn't been his parents' wedding. That had been his own. But who had the bride been? The only redheaded girl he knew was Ginny. Sure, she was beautiful. She had become especially so over the summer, which Harry had noticed once Dumbledore had finally allowed him to visit the Weasleys towards the end of the summer. But did he really feel that way about her? This is what Harry pondered as he returned to sleep.
"So, let me get this straight," Sarah said after a few minutes of what had been, for all involved in the conversation, a rather awkward silence. "You," she said, looking at Jareth, "had an affair with his mother," she continued, motioning toward Sirius, "in a dream?!?" "Well, not exactly in a dream, more like-" Sarah cut him off, then, and all three men flinched when she began yelling.
"YOU MEAN YOU USED ONE OF YOUR DAMN CRYSTALS ON THAT POOR WOMAN?!?! YOU OUGHT TO BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF!!" Had the whole thing not been so ashamed, the casual observer would have been inclined to laugh. As it was, Albus still had that same merry twinkle in his eyes, and when he smiled, Jareth did start laughing. Sarah and Sirius just looked at eachother, wondering what the Headmaster and the Goblin King found so amusing.
Sirius raised an eyebrow at Sarah, who just shrugged her shoulders. So, Sirius thought. His girlfriend had one of his hairs in her wand. Well, the wand chooses the witch or wizard. He knew it mostly had something to do with the wand core. That meant his hair had chosen Sarah. OK. So they were destined for eachother. And ok. Orion Black was not his father. The Goblin King was his father. And Albus had kept this all from him. But then, Albus had never revealed anything to anyone if he didn't feel it was the right time.
Sirius was shaken from his thoughts, quite literaly, by Sarah, who looked a bit concerned at his silence. "Hey, you ok?" she asked. "Er...yeah...I think so," he replied, then looked up. ""Where'd Albus and...uh...my...er...father..." Sirius trailed off, still unable to comprehend calling someone else that. Sarah nodded in understanding. "They both realized what a huge shock this is for you, so they went down to Albus's office to talk. And I'm sure Jareth didn't mean to traumatize you like that. He just likes to brag."
"Well, now we know where I get it from," Sirius said, chuckling slightly, pulling Sarah into his arms. "Now, what's this about 'sock stuffing'?" he asked. Sarah laughed. "I've known him for nine years now, and he's always bragged about having this huge group of girls all around the world who just love him," she laughed. "But he also complains this same little fan club keeps joking amongst themselves about how he stuffs his tights with socks."
Sirius raised his eyebrow again, then burst out laughing. "You're kidding, right?" Sarah shook her head. "I wouldn't dare kid about such a subject." He ran his fingers through her hair, then. Here, beneath the midnight sky, moonbeams falling into her hair, and the stars sparkling in her eyes, she was absolutely beautiful. Of course, in his eyes, she was beautiful all the time, but tonight, she seemed more so. It was moments like this, Sirius thought, that truly made life worth living and love worth having. Holding her close, he bent his head down, claiming her lips with his.
Watching from the shadows, Jareth smiled. He didn't have much time to contemplate the happiness his son and his friend had found in eachother, however, because at that moment, he heard the call. Someone was about to be wished away.
A/N-FINALLY. Here it is. This is the fic that doesn't end. Yes it goes on and on my friend. Danalas started writing it not knowing what it was, and she'll continue writing it forever just because this is the fic that doesn't end....