Disclaimer: Only Cara mine.
Thanks to:
Jenna: Lol your worry is understandable but I agree, should the boy's get a wedding it will more then likely be a favourite. Glad to see you're still enjoying this as well. As for making you cry I'll try to make it worth your while lol, I hate crying when I read because someone walks in and you feel like a prat (Grins). That happened to me when I read Book five when Sirius died, and it was Harry screaming over and over that he wasn't gone that did it...I hate feeling that hopeless.
Arigazi: LMAO Tell me about it! My computer's hobby is to crash on me all the time and the amount of times FFNet have said 'Gateway error' at me grrr! As for the humorous moments in serious situations I think that comes from how we treat things in my house. When my cat died recently, and I loved this cat like I would my best friend, it helped because whilst in tears my father would say something like how Figaro would probably tell us all to stop being so daft before returning to his mad five. I personally believe that you can strengthen yourself if you can find a little light even in the darkest hours. As for the Snape/Harry rivalry thing that's not really hatred because like you said he helps Cara but Harry just wasn't keen on the way Snape spoke to Mrs Weasley.
Elrohir Lover: No but I'm seeing 'Cats' in May as a belated birthday present. Wahey!
Sykostalker27: Ah don't worry, like I said to Arigazi my computer always crashes. And I'm glad your sisters enjoying this too, it's a lot more popular than I could've ever imagined Wahey!
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Chapter 17 – So mote it be
The light slipped in from the dusty window onto the two sleeping forms on the bed. Harry blinked as his mind began to wake in the autumn sun's warmth until finally he found himself staring at the ceiling of Sirius's old room.
He rolled over slightly so he could watch the still resting form of his lover. The light bounced off Cara's blonde hair giving it an almost golden tint and the relaxed face was alight in beauty. His mouth was opening just a slither where Harry could hear light breathing and to him it was the most wonderful sound as it was life itself, it was Cara's life.
Since the second war he'd come to appreciate everything so much more so to be led beneath the covers of a bed with one's soul mate was, to him, amazing. He wondered briefly if this is what had made his father mature finally...lying beneath the covers with his mother Lily knowing that the person he loved the most could easily be taken from him.
He stroked elegant fingers down the picturesque face until the sunlight started to fill the room slowly. He moved as quietly as he could out of the bed, tucking his mate back in as he stood, pulling on some slacks and stealthily left the room.
His feet made a soft padding sound as he descended the stairs to the kitchen, still pulling on his Burgundy dressing ground and tying it round him as he pushed the door open with his back.
Upon entry he found Remus, Molly and Arthur Weasley sipping morning coffees. He nodded at each of them as he made his way to the kitchen counter.
"How did you sleep Harry dear?" Mrs Weasley asked as she came over trying to straighten his untameable hair, scrutinising its length.
Smirking Harry pulled his head back a little.
"I slept fine and no you can't cut my hair." The two men still sat at the table chuckled lightly as the mother gave the animagi a mock slap on the shoulder.
"And Cara?" Arthur asked as he lowered his mug to the table.
"Like a baby." The younger man said with a serene smile, completely missing the smirks of the older adults gathered.
"You know... Ron said something that was rather interesting last night." The red headed man said as he took a sip of the hot drink. Harry looked at him suspiciously for a moment then regarded the other two as well.
Remus was looking at the ceiling like it was fascinating, a smile pulling at his lips as he twiddled his thumbs. Mrs Weasley looked like she was about to blow up, bouncing on the balls of her feet and her hands clasped in front of her as she fought against a tremendous smile.
"Really?" The younger man said in a calculating voice as he stirred the newly made cup of tea, "What would that be?"
"I was just curious who would take whose surname." Arthur said with a mischievous glint in his eye. Harry gave a little laugh as he shook his head.
"Should of known he wouldn't be able to keep it a secret." He said mildly and that seemed to be the trigger as Mrs Weasley gave a little cry of excitement, hugging him tightly as she sobbed into his chest happily.
"Oh I wasn't sure if Ronnikins was winding us up or not but oh I'm so happy!" She said as the startled Harry patted her shoulder.
"Er..." He was at a loss for words so Mr Weasley came to his rescue, laughing as he removed the woman's arms from the tight grip they had on Harry.
"So you mean to do it then? You're going to ask Cara to marry you?" Remus said happily as he stood to place an arm around his ward's shoulders.
"Just because I'm asking him don't pull out the Tuxedos yet...he still has to say yes..." A slightly panicked look appeared in his emerald eyes, "What of he says no?"
The three elders laughed lightly as Remus tightened his grip reassuringly.
"Harry, BELIEVE me when I say that is HIGHLY unlikely." The werewolf said as he felt the younger man's shoulders relax a little.
"Oh...ok." He said timidly as the other three chuckled lightly.
"What's with the group hug and why wasn't I called? You just KNOW I love these teary reunions." Ron said as he entered the kitchen, strolling past the group as he nicked Harry's cup of tea. The darker man frowned and nicked it back.
"We managed to get Harry admit about the proposal." Mr Weasley said as he returned to his seat. Ron laughed as he clapped his best friend on the shoulder.
"Talking of which, shouldn't we better make our way to the shops?" Gulping down his drink quickly Harry nodded, transfiguring his current clothes into a pair of jeans and a black cashmere jumper before hurriedly running into the hallway to grab his pea green muggle duster, throwing his worn Gryffindor scarf around his neck. As he walked back in he chucked a denim jacket at his partner in crime.
"We're going to be gone for a few hours so if Cara asks I've gone to look for some protection spell books in Diagon Alley." Rushing round he placed a kiss on Remus and Molly's cheeks before ordering Ron out the door.
"I remember him when he was a little lad lost trying to find his way onto Platform 9 ¾." The older woman said as she dabbed her eyes lightly with her apron.
~*~
"None of these are 'the one'." Harry grumbled as he stood straight again, leaning back from the display cabinet whilst Ron looked at another selection to his left.
"Well engagement ring's for men aren't really that common you know Harry, you bloody homo's throwing the poor industry into despair." Ron teased as Harry gave him a swift slap.
"I would prefer if you didn't refer to us as 'the bloody homo's'." Harry said that indicated both amusement and warning. He went to turn back to the cabinet when Ron smirked and nudged him. Looking over at the red head the taller male pointed subtly behind him.
Turning he caught a middle-aged couple looking at him in shock and he had to fight a smirk. He gave what he hoped was a frown.
"Problem?" He asked as the two quickly diverted their attention back to the jewellery selection quickly. Ron was sniggering lightly beside him as they both fought against laughing out right whilst they left the shop.
"Honestly, you'd think I told them I was going to jump their bones they way they were looking at me." The raven-haired man said whilst chuckling lightly.
"Ah you know muggles mate, if it doesn't follow the nice safe pattern of everyday life then they don't want to hear it...bit like Percy actually."
"Yes, how is wonder prick?" Harry asked as Ron laughed loudly.
"Same old same old. Oh let's try here." They entered the elegant looking shop, a snotty looking woman behind the till regarded then quickly before deciding that they weren't here to rob her so she turned back to her customer.
"She looks cheery." Ron muttered into his friend's ear causing the animagi to laugh before covering it up with a cough.
"Best fan out then." He said as they moved around the shop slowly.
The selection appeared to be another dead end as ring after ring seemed to cliché or too feminine to suit his Cara.
He ran a finger across the glass tabletop, beginning to give up hope when suddenly his finger stopped.
There. That was the one.
Nestled between several gold men's rings lay a set of two coloured gold rings. They had glistening white gold borders that sandwiched an amber gold Celtic pattern between them and one of them had a single diamond embedded within the intricate weaves of the ancient lines.
"Ron! Ron I've found them!" He cried suddenly causing the red head to look up sharply and push past a rather foul looking old man who called him something not usually uttered in such a shop.
"Wow! Harry they're perfect. Cara's getting the one with the diamond right?" At his friend's nod Ron began beating Harry's arm in excitement.
"You're really doing it, you're getting married!" They both laughed until a kindly old man came up to them from behind the till.
"Came I help you sirs?" He asked as Ron bounced on the balls of his feet, grinning like a mad man.
"I'd like these two please sir." Harry said as he pointed them out to the man. Nodding the white-haired man went back round the till to open the cabinet. He pulled out the tray carefully and set it on the table.
"A marvellous choice sir. Both are two coloured 9ct, coming in sizes H to Z and are at our best value of £149.99 for the set with engraving's or at £113 without engraving."
Harry nodded as the man handed him a ring to look at closely.
"I want engravings so that's still ok."
"Excellent! Would Sir like it in Court shape, D-shape or Flat court?"
Looking at his best friend for a moment Harry seemed momentarily lost at the request. Ron shrugged his shoulders to show he had no clue either.
"Er...which is the most comfy?" He asked as the man smiled at him.
"That would be the Court sir."
"Well court it is then." Laughing Ron shook his friend as Harry smirked.
"And what engraving do you want?"
Harry shoved his hands into his pocket as he ruffled around in them until he finally extracted a piece of paper and handed it to the man. Quickly the old gentleman scanned it and smiled back at Harry.
"He's a lucky man sir." He said and the two younger men jumped.
"How'd you know it was a guy?" Ron asked quickly as a twinkle shone in the bright blue eyes of the shop assistant.
"Well why else would a good Sir buy two MALE wedding rings." Leaving the two men there with a smile he went out back to retrieve the rings.
~*~
They left an hour later when the rings were finished and made their way to grab a quick lunch at a muggle restaurant. Settling down they placed their orders and began a comfortable chat.
"What have you had engraved?" Ron asked suddenly and Harry's eyes seemed to sparkle a bright shade of green, like sunlight resting upon fresh grass.
Reaching into his bag he pulled out the little velvet pouch the rings came in, handing over the ring he was going to give to Cara.
Ron took it carefully into his fingers and read it. He smiled gently as he looked up at his friend with a wistful look.
"It's perfect." He simply said as he handed it back.
Harry grinned looking down at the ring himself and read the inscription:
"Entwining our Souls and minds, Entwining our Hearts and Bodies, Entwining our paths and lives, So mote it be."
Thanks to:
Jenna: Lol your worry is understandable but I agree, should the boy's get a wedding it will more then likely be a favourite. Glad to see you're still enjoying this as well. As for making you cry I'll try to make it worth your while lol, I hate crying when I read because someone walks in and you feel like a prat (Grins). That happened to me when I read Book five when Sirius died, and it was Harry screaming over and over that he wasn't gone that did it...I hate feeling that hopeless.
Arigazi: LMAO Tell me about it! My computer's hobby is to crash on me all the time and the amount of times FFNet have said 'Gateway error' at me grrr! As for the humorous moments in serious situations I think that comes from how we treat things in my house. When my cat died recently, and I loved this cat like I would my best friend, it helped because whilst in tears my father would say something like how Figaro would probably tell us all to stop being so daft before returning to his mad five. I personally believe that you can strengthen yourself if you can find a little light even in the darkest hours. As for the Snape/Harry rivalry thing that's not really hatred because like you said he helps Cara but Harry just wasn't keen on the way Snape spoke to Mrs Weasley.
Elrohir Lover: No but I'm seeing 'Cats' in May as a belated birthday present. Wahey!
Sykostalker27: Ah don't worry, like I said to Arigazi my computer always crashes. And I'm glad your sisters enjoying this too, it's a lot more popular than I could've ever imagined Wahey!
~*~
Chapter 17 – So mote it be
The light slipped in from the dusty window onto the two sleeping forms on the bed. Harry blinked as his mind began to wake in the autumn sun's warmth until finally he found himself staring at the ceiling of Sirius's old room.
He rolled over slightly so he could watch the still resting form of his lover. The light bounced off Cara's blonde hair giving it an almost golden tint and the relaxed face was alight in beauty. His mouth was opening just a slither where Harry could hear light breathing and to him it was the most wonderful sound as it was life itself, it was Cara's life.
Since the second war he'd come to appreciate everything so much more so to be led beneath the covers of a bed with one's soul mate was, to him, amazing. He wondered briefly if this is what had made his father mature finally...lying beneath the covers with his mother Lily knowing that the person he loved the most could easily be taken from him.
He stroked elegant fingers down the picturesque face until the sunlight started to fill the room slowly. He moved as quietly as he could out of the bed, tucking his mate back in as he stood, pulling on some slacks and stealthily left the room.
His feet made a soft padding sound as he descended the stairs to the kitchen, still pulling on his Burgundy dressing ground and tying it round him as he pushed the door open with his back.
Upon entry he found Remus, Molly and Arthur Weasley sipping morning coffees. He nodded at each of them as he made his way to the kitchen counter.
"How did you sleep Harry dear?" Mrs Weasley asked as she came over trying to straighten his untameable hair, scrutinising its length.
Smirking Harry pulled his head back a little.
"I slept fine and no you can't cut my hair." The two men still sat at the table chuckled lightly as the mother gave the animagi a mock slap on the shoulder.
"And Cara?" Arthur asked as he lowered his mug to the table.
"Like a baby." The younger man said with a serene smile, completely missing the smirks of the older adults gathered.
"You know... Ron said something that was rather interesting last night." The red headed man said as he took a sip of the hot drink. Harry looked at him suspiciously for a moment then regarded the other two as well.
Remus was looking at the ceiling like it was fascinating, a smile pulling at his lips as he twiddled his thumbs. Mrs Weasley looked like she was about to blow up, bouncing on the balls of her feet and her hands clasped in front of her as she fought against a tremendous smile.
"Really?" The younger man said in a calculating voice as he stirred the newly made cup of tea, "What would that be?"
"I was just curious who would take whose surname." Arthur said with a mischievous glint in his eye. Harry gave a little laugh as he shook his head.
"Should of known he wouldn't be able to keep it a secret." He said mildly and that seemed to be the trigger as Mrs Weasley gave a little cry of excitement, hugging him tightly as she sobbed into his chest happily.
"Oh I wasn't sure if Ronnikins was winding us up or not but oh I'm so happy!" She said as the startled Harry patted her shoulder.
"Er..." He was at a loss for words so Mr Weasley came to his rescue, laughing as he removed the woman's arms from the tight grip they had on Harry.
"So you mean to do it then? You're going to ask Cara to marry you?" Remus said happily as he stood to place an arm around his ward's shoulders.
"Just because I'm asking him don't pull out the Tuxedos yet...he still has to say yes..." A slightly panicked look appeared in his emerald eyes, "What of he says no?"
The three elders laughed lightly as Remus tightened his grip reassuringly.
"Harry, BELIEVE me when I say that is HIGHLY unlikely." The werewolf said as he felt the younger man's shoulders relax a little.
"Oh...ok." He said timidly as the other three chuckled lightly.
"What's with the group hug and why wasn't I called? You just KNOW I love these teary reunions." Ron said as he entered the kitchen, strolling past the group as he nicked Harry's cup of tea. The darker man frowned and nicked it back.
"We managed to get Harry admit about the proposal." Mr Weasley said as he returned to his seat. Ron laughed as he clapped his best friend on the shoulder.
"Talking of which, shouldn't we better make our way to the shops?" Gulping down his drink quickly Harry nodded, transfiguring his current clothes into a pair of jeans and a black cashmere jumper before hurriedly running into the hallway to grab his pea green muggle duster, throwing his worn Gryffindor scarf around his neck. As he walked back in he chucked a denim jacket at his partner in crime.
"We're going to be gone for a few hours so if Cara asks I've gone to look for some protection spell books in Diagon Alley." Rushing round he placed a kiss on Remus and Molly's cheeks before ordering Ron out the door.
"I remember him when he was a little lad lost trying to find his way onto Platform 9 ¾." The older woman said as she dabbed her eyes lightly with her apron.
~*~
"None of these are 'the one'." Harry grumbled as he stood straight again, leaning back from the display cabinet whilst Ron looked at another selection to his left.
"Well engagement ring's for men aren't really that common you know Harry, you bloody homo's throwing the poor industry into despair." Ron teased as Harry gave him a swift slap.
"I would prefer if you didn't refer to us as 'the bloody homo's'." Harry said that indicated both amusement and warning. He went to turn back to the cabinet when Ron smirked and nudged him. Looking over at the red head the taller male pointed subtly behind him.
Turning he caught a middle-aged couple looking at him in shock and he had to fight a smirk. He gave what he hoped was a frown.
"Problem?" He asked as the two quickly diverted their attention back to the jewellery selection quickly. Ron was sniggering lightly beside him as they both fought against laughing out right whilst they left the shop.
"Honestly, you'd think I told them I was going to jump their bones they way they were looking at me." The raven-haired man said whilst chuckling lightly.
"Ah you know muggles mate, if it doesn't follow the nice safe pattern of everyday life then they don't want to hear it...bit like Percy actually."
"Yes, how is wonder prick?" Harry asked as Ron laughed loudly.
"Same old same old. Oh let's try here." They entered the elegant looking shop, a snotty looking woman behind the till regarded then quickly before deciding that they weren't here to rob her so she turned back to her customer.
"She looks cheery." Ron muttered into his friend's ear causing the animagi to laugh before covering it up with a cough.
"Best fan out then." He said as they moved around the shop slowly.
The selection appeared to be another dead end as ring after ring seemed to cliché or too feminine to suit his Cara.
He ran a finger across the glass tabletop, beginning to give up hope when suddenly his finger stopped.
There. That was the one.
Nestled between several gold men's rings lay a set of two coloured gold rings. They had glistening white gold borders that sandwiched an amber gold Celtic pattern between them and one of them had a single diamond embedded within the intricate weaves of the ancient lines.
"Ron! Ron I've found them!" He cried suddenly causing the red head to look up sharply and push past a rather foul looking old man who called him something not usually uttered in such a shop.
"Wow! Harry they're perfect. Cara's getting the one with the diamond right?" At his friend's nod Ron began beating Harry's arm in excitement.
"You're really doing it, you're getting married!" They both laughed until a kindly old man came up to them from behind the till.
"Came I help you sirs?" He asked as Ron bounced on the balls of his feet, grinning like a mad man.
"I'd like these two please sir." Harry said as he pointed them out to the man. Nodding the white-haired man went back round the till to open the cabinet. He pulled out the tray carefully and set it on the table.
"A marvellous choice sir. Both are two coloured 9ct, coming in sizes H to Z and are at our best value of £149.99 for the set with engraving's or at £113 without engraving."
Harry nodded as the man handed him a ring to look at closely.
"I want engravings so that's still ok."
"Excellent! Would Sir like it in Court shape, D-shape or Flat court?"
Looking at his best friend for a moment Harry seemed momentarily lost at the request. Ron shrugged his shoulders to show he had no clue either.
"Er...which is the most comfy?" He asked as the man smiled at him.
"That would be the Court sir."
"Well court it is then." Laughing Ron shook his friend as Harry smirked.
"And what engraving do you want?"
Harry shoved his hands into his pocket as he ruffled around in them until he finally extracted a piece of paper and handed it to the man. Quickly the old gentleman scanned it and smiled back at Harry.
"He's a lucky man sir." He said and the two younger men jumped.
"How'd you know it was a guy?" Ron asked quickly as a twinkle shone in the bright blue eyes of the shop assistant.
"Well why else would a good Sir buy two MALE wedding rings." Leaving the two men there with a smile he went out back to retrieve the rings.
~*~
They left an hour later when the rings were finished and made their way to grab a quick lunch at a muggle restaurant. Settling down they placed their orders and began a comfortable chat.
"What have you had engraved?" Ron asked suddenly and Harry's eyes seemed to sparkle a bright shade of green, like sunlight resting upon fresh grass.
Reaching into his bag he pulled out the little velvet pouch the rings came in, handing over the ring he was going to give to Cara.
Ron took it carefully into his fingers and read it. He smiled gently as he looked up at his friend with a wistful look.
"It's perfect." He simply said as he handed it back.
Harry grinned looking down at the ring himself and read the inscription:
"Entwining our Souls and minds, Entwining our Hearts and Bodies, Entwining our paths and lives, So mote it be."