Disclaimer: Only Cara belongs to me.
Thanks to:
Sykoticstalker27: A bear hug should just about cover it alongside a brief wand zapping! And I'm getting too excited, I just want to jump to the wedding but I must...maintain...control (struggles).
Pointofnoreturn: Lol honestly I just had to drag Cara in here to deflate my head, gosh you were so nice. And aye, they unfortunately don't have a category called 'Ah let's just bung a little bit of everything in there.' And the Malfoy thing I love because he's one of those characters that you love to hate, sort of the good bad guy only he isn't so much good in this rather he's...well, Malfoy lol.
Jenna: Hmm, dungeon...now there's an idea (Grins maniacally).
Hp-Azn: Nah I don't think I'm going to make him one of the 'good guys' but he's not going to be a threat either. Just think of him as the guy looking out for himself, he always stays in the middle until he knows which is the winning team.
Elrohir Lover: Aye, he's annoying alright but F**k me is he fun to write (Grin). And, MWHA (Lunges at kiss, proceeding to wrestle it out of Elrohir's grip).
Arigazi: Can't say that it's a bad image though can you lol. Hmm, two sexy men, going at it next door and all you can do is sit there till they're done...where's the bad?
Waendil: Ah hello newbie lol. Lol I'm glad you're so taken by Cara, he's my little puddy werewolf (Proceeds to cuddle a sighing Cara)! And wow, cool I'm going to have to check out the Alley...wonder if it'll go down well?
~*~
Chapter 24 – Wedding plans
"Stone Henge? I hear if you book it then it's a lovely place to hold a Handfasting?" Tonks flipped through the English sites booklet again as she slowly ate her breakfast, feet propped up on the table in Grimmauld's kitchen.
Harry leant over her shoulder as he flipped over the pancake he was making at the stove.
"No, no there's just something not...I don't know, a lot of people do it these days that it just seems less..." He gestured with his hand as he tried to think of the word.
"Extravagant?" Remus offered as he blew on his coffee, sipping it gingerly to test its temperature.
"Yeah. I don't know, I just want something that...ugh my vocabulary sucks today." He said as he placed the pan back on the stove.
"Your language sucks every day Potter." Malfoy sauntered into the kitchen but he didn't get very far as Harry grabbed him by the collar and pushed him back out the door.
"Out you, you're most likely to tell your fellow Death Eater's what's going on, or worse, ruin the surprise for Cara before I get to talk to him." Malfoy gave a little protest from behind the door but Harry merely knocked it once in warning to him.
"Tell me again why we untied him?" He grumbled as Remus and Tonks chuckled lightly.
"Because Dumbledore believes we are above being barbarians?" The pink- haired girl offered but the animagi merely growled at her.
"So we're babysitters instead." He mumbled as he flipped the now made pancake onto a sugar coated plate, using a teaspoon to sprinkle a second layer on top of it as he rolled it into something resembling a sausage roll.
"Well it would be best to hold the ceremony on magick guarded grounds, what with the DE's roaming around." Remus said reasonable as he brought the conversation back to the original discussion.
Harry hummed his agreement as he settled into a chair beside the female Auror. He looked up when he heard arguing coming from the hallway until Cara walked in looking as though he'd just had his proverbial feathers ruffled.
"How you survived 7 years with him and not hex him into oblivion I don't know!" The blonde grumbled as he sat in Harry's lap, frowning at the now closed door of the kitchen. The other participants in the room laughed lightly.
"All you need to remember are the phrases 'Twitchy little ferret' and 'Morning Moody' whilst waving at an invisible Alastor Moody." Tonks and Remus laughed at Harry's comment but Cara remained mildly confused.
"Thanks...I think." He said as he kissed his fiancé on the forehead. Tonks continued to skim the booklets before throwing them down with a theatrical sigh.
"Nope, nothing. I never realised this would be so hard." Remus picked up the booklets himself as he flipped each page slowly, reading a little more thoroughly then Tonks.
"What about the Westenbirt Auberetum? I hear it's quite lovely to be married amongst the trees in autumn, as long as you pick a sunny day?" The older werewolf said as he read for further details.
"Remus...this is England, It rains like EVERY day. You'd have to get a very powerful seer to determine what this country wants to do next. Why do you think the British muggle weather casters can't get it right? It's impossible." The witch said as she leant back in her chair, tugging her hair slightly as she checked her reflection in a spoon.
"I'm going to try blue for a while, pink's getting a little old." Scrunching up her face she concentrated until finally she had waist length Tenerife Sea blue hair. "You always say that but then you always go back to pink." The older man said with a smile pulling at his lips.
"Ha ha, so funny Lupin. Anyway, back to what's important. Sites."
"Well you two can look but we can think of other things too like the party afterwards." Cara said as he rested his arm on Harry's shoulder, toying with the raven-hair.
"Ok, what music then?" Harry asked as he stroked the small of the blonde's back, tickling his fingers over it lightly.
"I think since it's a Handfasting you should follow in the same Celtic idea." Remus offered as he closed the first leaflet book before opening the next one.
"I like that, Celtic harps violins ecetera. So how about that then, a banquet party afterwards instead of a traditional muggle disco?" The animagi said and he smirked as he watched a child like twinkle jump to his lover's eyes.
"Oh that would be perfect." The blonde said as he hugged Harry that little bit tighter.
"But can I ask if we can have Lilies rather then roses." The darker man said quietly and Cara watched him silently for a moment before kissing the end of Harry's nose.
"I think Lilies would be beautiful."
~*~
Harry and Cara were spread out on their shared bed, leaflets, travel booklets and even some travel sheets Hermione had printed off a muggle computer she had whilst everyone else finished off their dinner downstairs.
"This is harder then I thought." Harry muttered to his lover as he threw another sheet over his shoulder but Cara suddenly gave a great 'Ooh!' as he sat up, clutching a booklet.
"Here, please Harry." He pleaded as he bounded over to the animagi's lap in excitement.
Curious, Harry looked at the page where a picture of a breath taking landscape of rolling green hills, visionary coastline sand various standing stones dotted around the place sat.
"It's a place called Ayrshire in Glasgow. We could get married in an open meadow then look," Cara pointed to a little picture of a building, "We could throw the after party in here, 'Drover's Inn.'"
Harry smiled down at the lush images before him and he looked up at the blonde happily.
"I love it. But you seem really excited by this, any reason why?" He asked as the werewolf curled up closer to his chest.
"It's...it's just my mother loved poetry, her favourite was a muggle man called Robert Burns. He was born there and my mother always wanted to visit it when...when she was alive."
The animagi silently stroked the soft hair as he watched Cara with a look of deep loving. He placed small kisses on the blonde's hairline, moving slowly down to his pink lips.
"Anything for you love. Looks like we're having Lilies in Ayrshire."
~*~
Cara lay curled up close next to his sleeping fiancé as he gazed thoughtfully out of the window at the night sky. The beating of Harry's heart against his ear was relaxing as he gazed at the disseminating moon outside.
'Well mum,' he thought, ' What do you think? I wish I could introduce you to Harry but I know you're probably talking to his mum and dad anyway.'
He smiled as he imagined his mother talking in her bubbly way to Lily Potter whilst poor James sat there listening to these two ladies natter...but then, Sirius would be there to keep him company.
Sighing, he gently got up. He made his way quietly down the stairs, being careful not to wake anything as he moved into the kitchen where he found Remus sitting reading a thick novel.
"Thought you'd be up." Cara said as he went to pour himself a glass of water from the faucet.
"That's me, predictable." The man said with a kind smile as he marked his page and placed the book on the table. He carefully took off his reading glasses and placed them over the text.
"Anything troubling you? Was it the dream again?" The man said jumping straight into parental mode. The younger werewolf smiled happily at him and shook his head.
"No, no nothing like that. I'm just a little excited I guess." He settled himself into a chair opposite the tawny-haired man, sipping his drink as he watched Remus thoughtfully as though trying to convince himself to do something.
"What's up?" The older man asked and a crease formed between Cara's eyes.
"What do you mean?" He asked and Remus chuckled.
"You've got pensive face."
Smirking Cara lowered his glass as he looked over at the other man for a moment longer before taking a deep breath.
"Remus..." He asked slowly as the other man leant forwards, nodding slightly to indicate he was listening.
"Would...well you see, I don't have a father to...um."
"Cara, it's ok, it's just me. What's bothering you." The man said reaching over and clasped the younger male's hand in his own. This seemed to give the werewolf the courage he needed.
"It's not something bothering me but I...I highly doubt my birth father would give a damn his werewolf son was getting married so... I was wondering...hoping that...""
He breathed in again and looked up at the older man with a smile.
"Would you give me away?" He finished quietly.
Remus's jaw dropped a little as he grasped the hand in his tighter. He looked at the earnest look in the amber eyes of the cubs and he found his own getting misty.
"Of course, Cara...I'd be honoured to walk you down the aisle."
Grinning widely Cara jumped up from his chair and moved round the table to hug the man tightly.
~*~
Thanks to:
Sykoticstalker27: A bear hug should just about cover it alongside a brief wand zapping! And I'm getting too excited, I just want to jump to the wedding but I must...maintain...control (struggles).
Pointofnoreturn: Lol honestly I just had to drag Cara in here to deflate my head, gosh you were so nice. And aye, they unfortunately don't have a category called 'Ah let's just bung a little bit of everything in there.' And the Malfoy thing I love because he's one of those characters that you love to hate, sort of the good bad guy only he isn't so much good in this rather he's...well, Malfoy lol.
Jenna: Hmm, dungeon...now there's an idea (Grins maniacally).
Hp-Azn: Nah I don't think I'm going to make him one of the 'good guys' but he's not going to be a threat either. Just think of him as the guy looking out for himself, he always stays in the middle until he knows which is the winning team.
Elrohir Lover: Aye, he's annoying alright but F**k me is he fun to write (Grin). And, MWHA (Lunges at kiss, proceeding to wrestle it out of Elrohir's grip).
Arigazi: Can't say that it's a bad image though can you lol. Hmm, two sexy men, going at it next door and all you can do is sit there till they're done...where's the bad?
Waendil: Ah hello newbie lol. Lol I'm glad you're so taken by Cara, he's my little puddy werewolf (Proceeds to cuddle a sighing Cara)! And wow, cool I'm going to have to check out the Alley...wonder if it'll go down well?
~*~
Chapter 24 – Wedding plans
"Stone Henge? I hear if you book it then it's a lovely place to hold a Handfasting?" Tonks flipped through the English sites booklet again as she slowly ate her breakfast, feet propped up on the table in Grimmauld's kitchen.
Harry leant over her shoulder as he flipped over the pancake he was making at the stove.
"No, no there's just something not...I don't know, a lot of people do it these days that it just seems less..." He gestured with his hand as he tried to think of the word.
"Extravagant?" Remus offered as he blew on his coffee, sipping it gingerly to test its temperature.
"Yeah. I don't know, I just want something that...ugh my vocabulary sucks today." He said as he placed the pan back on the stove.
"Your language sucks every day Potter." Malfoy sauntered into the kitchen but he didn't get very far as Harry grabbed him by the collar and pushed him back out the door.
"Out you, you're most likely to tell your fellow Death Eater's what's going on, or worse, ruin the surprise for Cara before I get to talk to him." Malfoy gave a little protest from behind the door but Harry merely knocked it once in warning to him.
"Tell me again why we untied him?" He grumbled as Remus and Tonks chuckled lightly.
"Because Dumbledore believes we are above being barbarians?" The pink- haired girl offered but the animagi merely growled at her.
"So we're babysitters instead." He mumbled as he flipped the now made pancake onto a sugar coated plate, using a teaspoon to sprinkle a second layer on top of it as he rolled it into something resembling a sausage roll.
"Well it would be best to hold the ceremony on magick guarded grounds, what with the DE's roaming around." Remus said reasonable as he brought the conversation back to the original discussion.
Harry hummed his agreement as he settled into a chair beside the female Auror. He looked up when he heard arguing coming from the hallway until Cara walked in looking as though he'd just had his proverbial feathers ruffled.
"How you survived 7 years with him and not hex him into oblivion I don't know!" The blonde grumbled as he sat in Harry's lap, frowning at the now closed door of the kitchen. The other participants in the room laughed lightly.
"All you need to remember are the phrases 'Twitchy little ferret' and 'Morning Moody' whilst waving at an invisible Alastor Moody." Tonks and Remus laughed at Harry's comment but Cara remained mildly confused.
"Thanks...I think." He said as he kissed his fiancé on the forehead. Tonks continued to skim the booklets before throwing them down with a theatrical sigh.
"Nope, nothing. I never realised this would be so hard." Remus picked up the booklets himself as he flipped each page slowly, reading a little more thoroughly then Tonks.
"What about the Westenbirt Auberetum? I hear it's quite lovely to be married amongst the trees in autumn, as long as you pick a sunny day?" The older werewolf said as he read for further details.
"Remus...this is England, It rains like EVERY day. You'd have to get a very powerful seer to determine what this country wants to do next. Why do you think the British muggle weather casters can't get it right? It's impossible." The witch said as she leant back in her chair, tugging her hair slightly as she checked her reflection in a spoon.
"I'm going to try blue for a while, pink's getting a little old." Scrunching up her face she concentrated until finally she had waist length Tenerife Sea blue hair. "You always say that but then you always go back to pink." The older man said with a smile pulling at his lips.
"Ha ha, so funny Lupin. Anyway, back to what's important. Sites."
"Well you two can look but we can think of other things too like the party afterwards." Cara said as he rested his arm on Harry's shoulder, toying with the raven-hair.
"Ok, what music then?" Harry asked as he stroked the small of the blonde's back, tickling his fingers over it lightly.
"I think since it's a Handfasting you should follow in the same Celtic idea." Remus offered as he closed the first leaflet book before opening the next one.
"I like that, Celtic harps violins ecetera. So how about that then, a banquet party afterwards instead of a traditional muggle disco?" The animagi said and he smirked as he watched a child like twinkle jump to his lover's eyes.
"Oh that would be perfect." The blonde said as he hugged Harry that little bit tighter.
"But can I ask if we can have Lilies rather then roses." The darker man said quietly and Cara watched him silently for a moment before kissing the end of Harry's nose.
"I think Lilies would be beautiful."
~*~
Harry and Cara were spread out on their shared bed, leaflets, travel booklets and even some travel sheets Hermione had printed off a muggle computer she had whilst everyone else finished off their dinner downstairs.
"This is harder then I thought." Harry muttered to his lover as he threw another sheet over his shoulder but Cara suddenly gave a great 'Ooh!' as he sat up, clutching a booklet.
"Here, please Harry." He pleaded as he bounded over to the animagi's lap in excitement.
Curious, Harry looked at the page where a picture of a breath taking landscape of rolling green hills, visionary coastline sand various standing stones dotted around the place sat.
"It's a place called Ayrshire in Glasgow. We could get married in an open meadow then look," Cara pointed to a little picture of a building, "We could throw the after party in here, 'Drover's Inn.'"
Harry smiled down at the lush images before him and he looked up at the blonde happily.
"I love it. But you seem really excited by this, any reason why?" He asked as the werewolf curled up closer to his chest.
"It's...it's just my mother loved poetry, her favourite was a muggle man called Robert Burns. He was born there and my mother always wanted to visit it when...when she was alive."
The animagi silently stroked the soft hair as he watched Cara with a look of deep loving. He placed small kisses on the blonde's hairline, moving slowly down to his pink lips.
"Anything for you love. Looks like we're having Lilies in Ayrshire."
~*~
Cara lay curled up close next to his sleeping fiancé as he gazed thoughtfully out of the window at the night sky. The beating of Harry's heart against his ear was relaxing as he gazed at the disseminating moon outside.
'Well mum,' he thought, ' What do you think? I wish I could introduce you to Harry but I know you're probably talking to his mum and dad anyway.'
He smiled as he imagined his mother talking in her bubbly way to Lily Potter whilst poor James sat there listening to these two ladies natter...but then, Sirius would be there to keep him company.
Sighing, he gently got up. He made his way quietly down the stairs, being careful not to wake anything as he moved into the kitchen where he found Remus sitting reading a thick novel.
"Thought you'd be up." Cara said as he went to pour himself a glass of water from the faucet.
"That's me, predictable." The man said with a kind smile as he marked his page and placed the book on the table. He carefully took off his reading glasses and placed them over the text.
"Anything troubling you? Was it the dream again?" The man said jumping straight into parental mode. The younger werewolf smiled happily at him and shook his head.
"No, no nothing like that. I'm just a little excited I guess." He settled himself into a chair opposite the tawny-haired man, sipping his drink as he watched Remus thoughtfully as though trying to convince himself to do something.
"What's up?" The older man asked and a crease formed between Cara's eyes.
"What do you mean?" He asked and Remus chuckled.
"You've got pensive face."
Smirking Cara lowered his glass as he looked over at the other man for a moment longer before taking a deep breath.
"Remus..." He asked slowly as the other man leant forwards, nodding slightly to indicate he was listening.
"Would...well you see, I don't have a father to...um."
"Cara, it's ok, it's just me. What's bothering you." The man said reaching over and clasped the younger male's hand in his own. This seemed to give the werewolf the courage he needed.
"It's not something bothering me but I...I highly doubt my birth father would give a damn his werewolf son was getting married so... I was wondering...hoping that...""
He breathed in again and looked up at the older man with a smile.
"Would you give me away?" He finished quietly.
Remus's jaw dropped a little as he grasped the hand in his tighter. He looked at the earnest look in the amber eyes of the cubs and he found his own getting misty.
"Of course, Cara...I'd be honoured to walk you down the aisle."
Grinning widely Cara jumped up from his chair and moved round the table to hug the man tightly.
~*~