Chapter 7: Amour Toujours Pur (Always Pure Love)

"Molly!"

"Oh, Anisia darling!"

Anisia was enveloped in a giant hug from Mrs. Molly Weasely. Ron, Fred & George, Ginny and Hermione were standing at the door, watching a bit curiously.

"Who's Anisia?" Ron whispered to Fred and George, his twin brothers. Hermione was holding Ginny from behind, listening to the quiet conversation between Ron and the Twins and Molly and Anisia.

"Don't know much 'bout her." Fred explained quickly. Ron felt a little disappointed, he had thought his two older brothers would know, they knew a lot more than he did at this time, then again, maybe that was because of their new invention, extendable ears.

"Heard Mum talking about her, she's a real good old friend, works for the Ministry now." George gave a little more information; Ron figured his older brother knew little more than that.

"Then why doesn't Dad ever speak about her?" Ron asked again, he was hoping to get as much information as possible about this Anisia woman.

"Something like she's high up..."

"Yea... one of the insiders with the Minister I heard."

"So that's why she's here..." Hermione mumbled softly, she was about to say something else to the boys who were all looking at her and Ginny but was interrupted when Mrs. Weasely put her hand on Hermione's shoulder to introduce her to Anisia.

"... This is Hermione Granger; she's a very smart young lady Anisia, almost like you when you were in school." Mrs. Weasely told Anisia, Anisia smiled at Hermione and shook her hand. Mrs. Weasely introduced the rest of the Weasely Family to Anisia in the same way.

Mrs. Weasely turned to Anisia swiftly after introducing her to all of her children; she put her hands on Anisia's shoulders. "Now I'll go and show the children to their rooms then we'll get to cleaning this place so it's suitable for long-term living, alright Dear?"

Anisia smiled at Mrs. Weasely. "I'll be amazed if you can pull off the miracle of cleaning this place..." Anisia said, the two women laughed at this.

Mrs. Weasely hurried the children to their rooms and was soon ready to get them on to the job of cleaning the Black House, determined to make it a home and a proper head quarters for the Order. Anisia walked slowly up the stairs to her old room; it was now to be occupied by Ron and then Harry as well when he arrived in the next few weeks.

"Need a place to sleep?"

Anisia looked up at the sound of the voice, she already knew who it was, but she hadn't seen him since the early morning. "Sirius, you startled me." Sirius smiled at Anisia, he was leaning against the wall adjacent her, he looked a little... brighter today, he didn't seem as rough around the edges anymore...

"I suppose I could use a new room, seeing as Ron has been given mine..." Anisia said, smiling at Sirius. Sirius's smile just widened, he was grinning from ear to ear now.

"I do have quite a large bed... and seeing as you don't have a room... we could probably..."

"Bunk together?" Anisia asked, Sirius smile faded into a cute mixed look of confusing and slight alarm at the sudden interruption. Anisia laughed softly at the reaction Sirius gave.

"I guess you could say... bunk." He said, regaining his composure. Anisia lifted an eyebrow then smiled; she leaned in and gave Sirius a small peck on the lips, quickly pulling away.

"Show me the way, Padfoot." Anisia instructed Sirius semi-playfully. Sirius smiled and nodded, taking Anisia on his arm and leading her to his room which was on the floor above.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Fred asked, looking over at George as they peered around the corner at Anisia and Sirius strolling down the hall and up the stairs to the next floor.

"I think I am." George said mischievously, smiling at his twin brother Fred.

After Sirius had shown Anisia where his room was, she had been able to convince him to come and help her and the others clean the house, even though he had already been doing as much cleaning as he possibly could before-hand to get it at least partially presentable to the people who would come into the house of Black.

By dinner everyone was so tired from all of the cleaning they had been doing under the orders of Mrs. Weasely that they could barely move! Mrs. Weasely had convinced Anisia to come and help her prepare dinner, she had promised to teach Anisia a special family recipe that her Mother had taught her. "You might even be able to cook it for Sirius one night." Mrs. Weasely added in, winking at Anisia which made her blush.

The children went to their rooms early that night, almost right after dinner in fact, but Anisia, Mrs. Weasely and Sirius stayed down in the basement. Anisia helped Mrs. Weasely clean up after the messy first night dinner while Sirius sat drowsing at the table. Anisia and Mrs. Weasely were standing across the table outside the entrance to the kitchen whispering to each other and looking at Sirius every now and then when Bill, Mr. Weasely, and Lupin came waltzing down the stairs. Someone must have let them in, maybe Kreacher or Mundungus...

Lupin reached down and put a hand on Sirius's shoulder causing him to jolt awake, mumbling something under his breath angrily, maybe a curse or just a swear, Anisia did not know.

"It's not good to sleep on the job Sirius." Bill said, teasing the older man a little. Sirius looked up at him standing next to his Father.

"I wasn't sleeping,"

"Just resting your eyes?" Lupin asked a small grin on his face. Sirius looked over at Lupin now, who was standing on the other side of his chair.

"Something like that." Sirius said, he sounded a little miffed now and it seemed that Mr. Weasely could tell.

"Alright, alright, that's enough with that. We should probably just get down to business." Mr. Weasely explained, Bill and Lupin pulled out a few scrolls of paper and started to lay them out on the table.

It was late by the time Sirius and Anisia were able to return to their room for the night. Anisia was exhausted and Sirius's head was throbbing from the onslaught of new information and possible leads to the whereabouts of Voldemort. Sirius walked into the bathroom that was connected to the bedroom as Anisia sat down on the bed.

"This is so much better than working for the Ministry." Anisia said, making sure that Sirius would hear her over the running tap water. Sirius stuck his head out the bathroom.

"How's that?" Sirius asked, he knew that he was, of course, a bonus to working for the Order for Anisia, but he didn't know what else was so much better about living in a dirty, unkempt house with people running in and out at all times of the day and night.

"I get to work with people I like." Anisia said, Sirius just bawled with laughter at that, Anisia grinned from ear to ear.

Sirius came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, pulling his shirt over his head and throwing it to the floor messily. Anisia raised an eyebrow at that and brought out her wand to put the shirt in a bin for dirty clothes.

"Always the clean one you were." Sirius said, flopping down on the bed next to Anisia.

"I'm clean and you're dirty, it evens out." Anisia explained, laughing at the look she got from Sirius.

Sirius leaned in and gave Anisia a kiss on the lips, causing her to blush slightly at the sudden act of affection. Sirius pulled away from Anisia slowly making her lean closer to him, searching for his lips.

"Sirius..." Anisia whined childishly, trying to reach for his lips using her own. Sirius smiled at how he made her feel, how he made her lust.

Their lips met again, longer this time, in a deeper more passionate kiss as they lay on the bed. Sirius rolled Anisia over so he was on top, only breaking their kiss to catch his breath before putting his lips over Anisia's again. He slowly inched his lovers' clothes off of her body receiving small moans from her. Sirius wasn't going to rush this, and he wanted to be gentle, even slow. Sirius wanted Anisia to savor this night, maybe even more than their last night together. The black, cold night slowly faded into a bright, warm day.

The next morning Anisia awoke to see Sirius standing at the window, peering out. He turned to her; smiling as if he knew something she didn't explaining that he had something to ask her.

Sirius turned around and walked back to the bed where Anisia was sitting up, she scooted closer to the other side where Sirius was, making sure she had the covers over her body. Sirius came to the edge of the bed where Anisia was sitting and pulled out a small, velvet box, like the one he had shown her the night he was accused of killing James and Lily.

"Anisia Devilen will you marry me?" Sirius asked deliberately, as if he had to think hard about every word he was saying to Anisia. Sirius opened the velvet box and slowly slipped the ring onto Anisia's smooth finger.

"Oh Sirius!" Anisia exclaimed, leaping into Sirius's arms, holding him tightly as she wept happily onto his chest. Sirius wrapped his arms around Anisia in return; he took this as a yes.

As the day went slowly by for the now engaged couple they planned their wedding, trying to find new and unique ways to get around the fact that they wouldn't be able to leave the house, the house was filthy and the wouldn't know who to invite.

Soon after the proposal they were wed in a small, private ceremony, nothing very fancy but it would do for the two until after Voldemort was defeated and the wizarding world was at peace once again. There were few people there, Remus Lupin, the Weasely Family, Severus Snape, Nymphadora Tonks (who Anisia had been introduced to earlier, she quite liked Tonks actually) and of course, Albus Dumbledore was there.

Dumbledore had toasted the newly wed couple with a wonderful speech, Anisia could have sworn that the Hogwarts Headmaster had prepared a speech but then again... he had always had a way with speeches. The thing that puzzled Anisia the most though... was the fact that Snape had shown up, it had obviously soured Sirius's mood to some extent, though he tried not to get in a fight with Snape on his wedding day.

On their wedding night when they had finally retired to their room Anisia noticed Sirius was acting a bit strange he wasn't as happy looking as he had been during the ceremony, now he seemed almost regretful.

"What's wrong Sirius? Isn't this... isn't this what you wanted?" Anisia asked hesitantly, fearing what Sirius might say. Sirius looked away, not wanting his eyes to meet with Anisia's; he knew he would break down then.

"It's just that... I wish they were here... I wish he had been here," Sirius said slowly, Anisia looked up at Sirius sadly; she was sitting back down on the bed but decided to stand up and walk over to Sirius.

"It's alright, I feel the same. I wish Lily, James and Harry could have been here too..." Anisia explained, trying to make Sirius feel at least a little better than he did. Sirius turned to look at her; he smiled sadly as he wrapped his arms around her.

"I love you so much Anisia... I just don't want to lose you... or Harry. You two are all I have left." Sirius explained, pulling Anisia closer to him and resting his head on the top of her head.

"I love you too. I don't ever want to lost you either; I wouldn't be able to live without you!" Anisia exclaimed, resting her head on Sirius's chest as she tried to fight the tears that were threatening to spill over.

On August 1st, 1995 Sirius Black and Anisia Devilen were wed.

AN: YAY! They finally got married! Please R&R!