Disclaimer: Cara, mine ugh!
Thanks to:
Arigazi: LMAO I'm going out on a limb here to say you don't like McDonalds. And aye, I have some friends with libidos that could make even the most dedicated porn star blush! Mind you it's particularly annoying when you KNOW they're doing it in the room/closet/bathroom in front of you (shudders at memories).
Elrohir Lover: (Brandishes kiss in a mocking manner). Nah tell me about it, my sister behind the wheel is one scary lady! I'm clutching the door for sheer life as she pelts it down the road at 80mph when she's pissed off...eek!
Sykoticstalker27: Aw glad you liked it, I did rather like writing that one, it was just a little fun lol! And don't worry, we're almost there now. Oh, good idea about the Hermione doll being kept away from the cars (CRAZY LADY THAT ONE!).
Jenna: Oh did you have fun? I hope so, my prom was cancelled (pouts). And tell me about it, I'm going to have to find somewhere to put up the wedding photos. My very own 'Hello' article (grins). Feeling rather proud of one's self that you read mine first (Grins maniacally).
Hp-Azn: Ah thank you and don't worry, we'll get to the action soon. I just need to get the wedding out of the way. I don't know if you'll consider this chapter angst but it is a little sad.
~*~
Chapter 27 – Heaven is a place nearby
The rain was falling heavily as the Mini bus filled with the wizards and witches pulled up outside the Drover's Inn.
Squealing slightly in laughter Hermione, Ginny and Mrs Weasley ran inside the building as the men grabbed the luggage, their coats and jumpers pulled over their heads to keep them that little bit dryer.
Harry stepped over the threshold with two cases under his arms. He shook his shaggy hair causing rain to flicker everywhere and looking around he felt pleasantly warm. The Inn was furnished like an old country house, large Oak beams acting as supports as various paintings and stuffing's decorated the wall.
A roaring fire was lit in the large fireplace that was between the reservations desk and the bar door. Rambunctious male laughter filtered through as some locals enjoyed an early morning meeting.
Smiling Harry walked over to the desk where Mrs Weasley and Hermione were talking to the gentleman behind the counter.
"Yes it's the Potter/Faolan wedding reception party, I believe we practically booked all the rooms you had?" The red haired woman said as the man looked down a list.
"Ah yes here it is. 7 rooms, 6 doubles one single. You have taken our entire lower floor." The man grinned at them as he winked. He pulled off 7 seven sets of keys from the wall before handing them to the mother.
"Welcome to Drover's Inn and I hope you have a pleasant stay. Oh and congratulations to the happy couple." That said a loud noise from the bar took his attention. Mrs Weasley turned to the soaked group gathered in the entrance hall.
"Ok here we are. Harry and Cara's key," She handed it to the water-logged animagi as she skimmed the numbers on them, "Fred and George, please keep it down boys...lets see, Bill and Charlie, Me and Arthur of course. Here you are Remus, single room for you. Hermione and Ginny with finally Ron and Percy."
Ron looked disgusted that he wasn't sharing a room with his girlfriend and was about to say something but the look on Mrs Weasley's face was challenging...he was tempted but then again, he wasn't stupid either.
"Aright then, let's get unpacked." Arthur said happily as everyone started making their way noisily to their rooms.
~*~
Cara dragged his case into the dimly lit room where he threw his burden onto the bed with a grunt. Harry followed him a few moments later whilst he placed his bag on a chair in the corner of the room.
"Hope the weather clears up tomorrow, wouldn't want a wet wedding." The animagi said as he pulled the curtains back to look out the window at the lightening downfall. The blonde however remained optimistic as he walked to his mate's side to look out the window.
"If it does we could just get Dumbledore to conjure some tents." He leant over and kissed Harry's cheek before he removed a vanity case with both his and Harry's toothbrushes amongst other bathroom essentials in it. He carried it into the ensuite opposite the bed.
"You're strangely uncaring about the bad weather...its your wedding day, don't you care?" Harry asked amused as the werewolf returned to start removing his things from his case. Smiling Cara shook his head.
"I never dared to dream that one day I'd be married but here it is. I wouldn't care if I was getting married in a stingy men's public bathroom, as long as you're there then everything's perfect."
Harry felt his heart swell as the blonde looked back down into the case, a very slight blush tainting his cheeks. Stealthily the darker man snuck over to his mate until he pounced on him extracting a shocked laughing yell from his fiance.
~*~
Remus looked up as he heard a thud of someone falling to the floor next door but then loud laughter and more movement soon followed it.
Smiling he shook his head laughing lightly as he finished unpacking his bag. He pulled out a framed picture of himself and Sirius around the age of 19 where he placed it on the bedside table.
He kissed his fingertips lightly before placing them on the photo face of Sirius who smirked up at him before winking cheekily. He grinned at it as photo Sirius dipped photo Remus in an extravagant Hollywood kiss.
Sitting on the bed he kicked his shoes off then fell back on his back, arms spread with a sigh. He closed his eyes as the murmurs from the next room continued. Turning his head slightly he listened to the two tones of Harry and Cara's voices. Harry's, so strong and confident but at the same time gentle and soothing where as Cara's was a much more relaxing tone. It had a soft manner to it that calmed your nerves.
The two laughed again causing a smile to appear on the older werewolf's own face. Turning his head up slightly he looked back to the picture.
"It's uncanny don't you think?" He said to no one on particular, "Harry is so very much like you Sirius only...no offence love but he does have that tad bit more common sense then you. Mind you, having said that Cara is very much like me only he's stronger and fights for what he wants."
Photo Sirius looked down at him curiously as photo Remus settled into his lap rather happily. Real Remus continued to address the image.
"He's getting married tomorrow but I guess you already know that. I can imagine you up there Sirius, bet you're giving whatever higher power it is grey hairs already." He chuckled lightly as he sat up and took the image in his hands. He turned solemn once more.
"They still take me in Sirius, have you seen? Me, touching 43 and those two wonderful pups still have me round as often as they can...They're good people."
He stroked the seductively dark teenaged face of his lover who in turn looked solemnly back up at him. He felt his lip tremble very slightly as something ran down his cheek.
"Merlin I miss you. Especially at times like this." He blinked trying to stop the flow of tears but he couldn't find the energy and to be honest, he didn't want to either.
"Come to his wedding Siri please. Come see Cara, he's such a wonderful person and I know you'll like him. And...maybe just let me know...you still love me. You haven't run off with some nice shapely angel have you?" He let out a laughing sob.
"No, of course you haven't but still...stop in and say hi." He whispered.
He lay back on the bed where he curled into a loose foetus position, the picture clutched to his chest. He shut his eyes where they stung slightly from the salty tears that still ran down the crevices on his face but a small smile greeted his lips as he felt a very light feathery kiss land on his cheek and if he concentrated he could feel the familiar invisible arm slip around his waist.
/Heaven is a place nearby
So I won't be so far away
And if you try and look for me
Maybe you'll find me some day
Heaven is a place nearby
So there's no need to say goodbye
I wanna ask you not to cry
I'll always be by your side/.
~*~
Cara lay in his sleeping mate's arms under the burgundy sheets of the double bed of their room. He rested his head against the animagi's naked torso listening raptly to the soft thundering of the life that resided within the strong body.
It was an intoxicating sound that he would never tire of even when they were both a hundred years old and eating soup through their false teeth. He giggled silently at the image it provoked until he turned back to his ponderings.
Tomorrow he'd be married. He'd be Cara Faolan Potter and that to him was worth all the gold in the world no matter what anyone said. He looked up at the peaceful face of his fiancé as he stroked a hand down the olive coloured cheek.
He loved the way that the messy ebony mane on his mate lay dishevelled across his forehead, he loved the lay the almost rouge lips were slightly parted in silent breath and he loved the way the contours of his face relaxed into a state of pure freedom. No Death Eaters, no pain, only peace and love and hope.
He lay his head back down to rest upon the rising and falling chest as he tried to catch a little more rest before Mrs Weasley rounded them all up for lunch.
~*~
Remus's eyes flickered as the midday sun blared into his sight. Groaning he rolled onto his back, the picture still clutched to his chest. He looked at it one more time before smiling at it and kissing it. Then he placed it back onto his bedside cabinet as he stood to clean himself up in the bathroom.
He looked into the mirror where he pulled a face at the sight of the dry tear tracks running down his cheeks.
"Can't let the boys see me like this." He said logically to himself as he picked up a face flannel where he dampened it and rubbed at his face.
He mused for a moment at how come every time that one cried, be it himself or others, your hair seemed to become straggly and pitiful? Did it feel the need to copy your emotions to the point of looking depressed? He pulled back the tawny locks into a ponytail as he walked back into the bedroom and placed his reading glasses on.
He didn't need them but sometimes he liked the feeling that they made on his nose and if truth be told he felt more dignified with them on. Finally smiling at his reflection he grabbed his room key and left the room to have breakfast with lunch with everyone else.
He bumped into Cara on the way down as Harry quickly went to stop Ron from entering the bar.
"Did you get any rest?" The older man asked pleasantly as he walked in step with the younger man. Cara smiled up at him with a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.
"Wellll..." He said and Remus chuckled before holding up his hand.
"Never mind, I can guess." The two laughed as they continued to the breakfast room as they sat down waiting for everyone to catch up.
Remus began to read the menu when Cara's words made him look up.
"I had the weirdest dream. There was a man there but I couldn't really make him out." The older werewolf lowered the menu as he looked at the blonde with a slight frown.
"Was it like the Harry dream?" He asked but the blonde shook his head.
"No it was...nice, I guess. I'm...ok this may seem weird but this guy told me he has a message for you..."
Remus's eyebrows shot up slightly as he looked at the younger male.
"Really?"
"Yes he said..." Cara looked up at the man as he spoke, "He says 'The angels here are nothing compared to you.'"
As the younger werewolf looked down at the menu with a shrug Remus sat stunned for a moment.
Slowly, a smile crept onto his lips.
~*~
Lyrics from Lene Marlins song 'A Place Nearby.'
Thanks to:
Arigazi: LMAO I'm going out on a limb here to say you don't like McDonalds. And aye, I have some friends with libidos that could make even the most dedicated porn star blush! Mind you it's particularly annoying when you KNOW they're doing it in the room/closet/bathroom in front of you (shudders at memories).
Elrohir Lover: (Brandishes kiss in a mocking manner). Nah tell me about it, my sister behind the wheel is one scary lady! I'm clutching the door for sheer life as she pelts it down the road at 80mph when she's pissed off...eek!
Sykoticstalker27: Aw glad you liked it, I did rather like writing that one, it was just a little fun lol! And don't worry, we're almost there now. Oh, good idea about the Hermione doll being kept away from the cars (CRAZY LADY THAT ONE!).
Jenna: Oh did you have fun? I hope so, my prom was cancelled (pouts). And tell me about it, I'm going to have to find somewhere to put up the wedding photos. My very own 'Hello' article (grins). Feeling rather proud of one's self that you read mine first (Grins maniacally).
Hp-Azn: Ah thank you and don't worry, we'll get to the action soon. I just need to get the wedding out of the way. I don't know if you'll consider this chapter angst but it is a little sad.
~*~
Chapter 27 – Heaven is a place nearby
The rain was falling heavily as the Mini bus filled with the wizards and witches pulled up outside the Drover's Inn.
Squealing slightly in laughter Hermione, Ginny and Mrs Weasley ran inside the building as the men grabbed the luggage, their coats and jumpers pulled over their heads to keep them that little bit dryer.
Harry stepped over the threshold with two cases under his arms. He shook his shaggy hair causing rain to flicker everywhere and looking around he felt pleasantly warm. The Inn was furnished like an old country house, large Oak beams acting as supports as various paintings and stuffing's decorated the wall.
A roaring fire was lit in the large fireplace that was between the reservations desk and the bar door. Rambunctious male laughter filtered through as some locals enjoyed an early morning meeting.
Smiling Harry walked over to the desk where Mrs Weasley and Hermione were talking to the gentleman behind the counter.
"Yes it's the Potter/Faolan wedding reception party, I believe we practically booked all the rooms you had?" The red haired woman said as the man looked down a list.
"Ah yes here it is. 7 rooms, 6 doubles one single. You have taken our entire lower floor." The man grinned at them as he winked. He pulled off 7 seven sets of keys from the wall before handing them to the mother.
"Welcome to Drover's Inn and I hope you have a pleasant stay. Oh and congratulations to the happy couple." That said a loud noise from the bar took his attention. Mrs Weasley turned to the soaked group gathered in the entrance hall.
"Ok here we are. Harry and Cara's key," She handed it to the water-logged animagi as she skimmed the numbers on them, "Fred and George, please keep it down boys...lets see, Bill and Charlie, Me and Arthur of course. Here you are Remus, single room for you. Hermione and Ginny with finally Ron and Percy."
Ron looked disgusted that he wasn't sharing a room with his girlfriend and was about to say something but the look on Mrs Weasley's face was challenging...he was tempted but then again, he wasn't stupid either.
"Aright then, let's get unpacked." Arthur said happily as everyone started making their way noisily to their rooms.
~*~
Cara dragged his case into the dimly lit room where he threw his burden onto the bed with a grunt. Harry followed him a few moments later whilst he placed his bag on a chair in the corner of the room.
"Hope the weather clears up tomorrow, wouldn't want a wet wedding." The animagi said as he pulled the curtains back to look out the window at the lightening downfall. The blonde however remained optimistic as he walked to his mate's side to look out the window.
"If it does we could just get Dumbledore to conjure some tents." He leant over and kissed Harry's cheek before he removed a vanity case with both his and Harry's toothbrushes amongst other bathroom essentials in it. He carried it into the ensuite opposite the bed.
"You're strangely uncaring about the bad weather...its your wedding day, don't you care?" Harry asked amused as the werewolf returned to start removing his things from his case. Smiling Cara shook his head.
"I never dared to dream that one day I'd be married but here it is. I wouldn't care if I was getting married in a stingy men's public bathroom, as long as you're there then everything's perfect."
Harry felt his heart swell as the blonde looked back down into the case, a very slight blush tainting his cheeks. Stealthily the darker man snuck over to his mate until he pounced on him extracting a shocked laughing yell from his fiance.
~*~
Remus looked up as he heard a thud of someone falling to the floor next door but then loud laughter and more movement soon followed it.
Smiling he shook his head laughing lightly as he finished unpacking his bag. He pulled out a framed picture of himself and Sirius around the age of 19 where he placed it on the bedside table.
He kissed his fingertips lightly before placing them on the photo face of Sirius who smirked up at him before winking cheekily. He grinned at it as photo Sirius dipped photo Remus in an extravagant Hollywood kiss.
Sitting on the bed he kicked his shoes off then fell back on his back, arms spread with a sigh. He closed his eyes as the murmurs from the next room continued. Turning his head slightly he listened to the two tones of Harry and Cara's voices. Harry's, so strong and confident but at the same time gentle and soothing where as Cara's was a much more relaxing tone. It had a soft manner to it that calmed your nerves.
The two laughed again causing a smile to appear on the older werewolf's own face. Turning his head up slightly he looked back to the picture.
"It's uncanny don't you think?" He said to no one on particular, "Harry is so very much like you Sirius only...no offence love but he does have that tad bit more common sense then you. Mind you, having said that Cara is very much like me only he's stronger and fights for what he wants."
Photo Sirius looked down at him curiously as photo Remus settled into his lap rather happily. Real Remus continued to address the image.
"He's getting married tomorrow but I guess you already know that. I can imagine you up there Sirius, bet you're giving whatever higher power it is grey hairs already." He chuckled lightly as he sat up and took the image in his hands. He turned solemn once more.
"They still take me in Sirius, have you seen? Me, touching 43 and those two wonderful pups still have me round as often as they can...They're good people."
He stroked the seductively dark teenaged face of his lover who in turn looked solemnly back up at him. He felt his lip tremble very slightly as something ran down his cheek.
"Merlin I miss you. Especially at times like this." He blinked trying to stop the flow of tears but he couldn't find the energy and to be honest, he didn't want to either.
"Come to his wedding Siri please. Come see Cara, he's such a wonderful person and I know you'll like him. And...maybe just let me know...you still love me. You haven't run off with some nice shapely angel have you?" He let out a laughing sob.
"No, of course you haven't but still...stop in and say hi." He whispered.
He lay back on the bed where he curled into a loose foetus position, the picture clutched to his chest. He shut his eyes where they stung slightly from the salty tears that still ran down the crevices on his face but a small smile greeted his lips as he felt a very light feathery kiss land on his cheek and if he concentrated he could feel the familiar invisible arm slip around his waist.
/Heaven is a place nearby
So I won't be so far away
And if you try and look for me
Maybe you'll find me some day
Heaven is a place nearby
So there's no need to say goodbye
I wanna ask you not to cry
I'll always be by your side/.
~*~
Cara lay in his sleeping mate's arms under the burgundy sheets of the double bed of their room. He rested his head against the animagi's naked torso listening raptly to the soft thundering of the life that resided within the strong body.
It was an intoxicating sound that he would never tire of even when they were both a hundred years old and eating soup through their false teeth. He giggled silently at the image it provoked until he turned back to his ponderings.
Tomorrow he'd be married. He'd be Cara Faolan Potter and that to him was worth all the gold in the world no matter what anyone said. He looked up at the peaceful face of his fiancé as he stroked a hand down the olive coloured cheek.
He loved the way that the messy ebony mane on his mate lay dishevelled across his forehead, he loved the lay the almost rouge lips were slightly parted in silent breath and he loved the way the contours of his face relaxed into a state of pure freedom. No Death Eaters, no pain, only peace and love and hope.
He lay his head back down to rest upon the rising and falling chest as he tried to catch a little more rest before Mrs Weasley rounded them all up for lunch.
~*~
Remus's eyes flickered as the midday sun blared into his sight. Groaning he rolled onto his back, the picture still clutched to his chest. He looked at it one more time before smiling at it and kissing it. Then he placed it back onto his bedside cabinet as he stood to clean himself up in the bathroom.
He looked into the mirror where he pulled a face at the sight of the dry tear tracks running down his cheeks.
"Can't let the boys see me like this." He said logically to himself as he picked up a face flannel where he dampened it and rubbed at his face.
He mused for a moment at how come every time that one cried, be it himself or others, your hair seemed to become straggly and pitiful? Did it feel the need to copy your emotions to the point of looking depressed? He pulled back the tawny locks into a ponytail as he walked back into the bedroom and placed his reading glasses on.
He didn't need them but sometimes he liked the feeling that they made on his nose and if truth be told he felt more dignified with them on. Finally smiling at his reflection he grabbed his room key and left the room to have breakfast with lunch with everyone else.
He bumped into Cara on the way down as Harry quickly went to stop Ron from entering the bar.
"Did you get any rest?" The older man asked pleasantly as he walked in step with the younger man. Cara smiled up at him with a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.
"Wellll..." He said and Remus chuckled before holding up his hand.
"Never mind, I can guess." The two laughed as they continued to the breakfast room as they sat down waiting for everyone to catch up.
Remus began to read the menu when Cara's words made him look up.
"I had the weirdest dream. There was a man there but I couldn't really make him out." The older werewolf lowered the menu as he looked at the blonde with a slight frown.
"Was it like the Harry dream?" He asked but the blonde shook his head.
"No it was...nice, I guess. I'm...ok this may seem weird but this guy told me he has a message for you..."
Remus's eyebrows shot up slightly as he looked at the younger male.
"Really?"
"Yes he said..." Cara looked up at the man as he spoke, "He says 'The angels here are nothing compared to you.'"
As the younger werewolf looked down at the menu with a shrug Remus sat stunned for a moment.
Slowly, a smile crept onto his lips.
~*~
Lyrics from Lene Marlins song 'A Place Nearby.'