It's not much (and I mean it, it is REALLY short!), but I wanted to sooth my conscience since The Sims 2: Nightlife is coming out this week and I already know that I'm going to play a lot this weekend…

Eruphadriel: Thank you! I'm glad you liked the chapter! And I really hope you don't have any heart problems which I made worse with it…

Rupert's honey: Oh yes, he is! And you should see him when he's lying naked in bed… uh… not that I know how he looks like naked or anything… hides Adrian in closet with Oliver and Marcus

TriGemini: I really don't know what to say other than: How did you get into my head? You really seem to know my characters better than I do most of the times… it's starting to scare me ;p

Bratski: Yes, poor Julia, I decided to give her some holiday to make it up :D

Wozzie-chick: Weatherfly used words to describe children I've never heard before and since English is not my native tongue I was scared to write them down ;p

Tiarwen: Well then, I hope you have a good day with this one :D

Potter4823: Thank you. Glad you like it!

Ashliegh: I just HAD to bring Marcus in :D What Weatherfly said to Julia … read what I wrote to Wozzie-chick :) and Every sane person would despise him! He's just one of those people that you can't like!

Mistyqueen: Thank you!

Slymom: Thank you!

Angelface04: ha, you're talking to one of the worst reviewers alive here (honestly, I have to write it on post-its so I don't forget reviewing!) I'm glad you liked the chapters! (I loved that 'flying'-line too:D)

Angelina-fan: Well, I was an Angelina/Fred fan once too (I even had them as a couple in a former fic) but somehow these Slytherins just captured my brain and the heart of my muse and here I sit now and every single idea I get for Angelina is with a Slytherin… I have to ask Adrian in the next weeks how he felt about Angelina in Hogwarts. Maybe I can get him somehow to tell me…thinks to herself what could I use to get it out of him?...

Mistress of the Red Kiwi: well than… get excited! ;)

Chapter 11

Honeymoon

The sun let the moon reign over the sky sooner with every passing day. The last leaves on the threes changed their colours from the deepest greens to all kinds of autumnal ones. Yellow, orange, red, brown…

The past weeks had passed faster than Angelina had imagined. After the reception Adrian had become what Julia understood as a hero. A prince on a white horse. And Angelina often had the feeling as though her younger sister wanted her to see him as one as well. She always tried to talk about him when Angelina tried to teach Julia something. She always asked if the prince in a fairytale looked like Adrian and the princess like Angelina. And always Angelina tried to get that picture out of Julia's mind. Of course it didn't work.

Denton Weatherfly had – opposite of what Marjory had said daily to Adrian – not been heard of again. As Angelina had found out from Dyson, the man was in high favour with the Dark Lord. And Adrian had been called to him late one evening not two days after the reception. She had been worried when he had walked away and Marjory's repeated tales of what punishments her son could face now had made her flee to the sanctuary of her bedroom.

He hadn't told her much about what had been said when he had been called. But he had gotten away. It seemed as though the Dark Lord was growing tired of Weatherfly anyway and he didn't care much about his life. He only had called Adrian at all because he had to believe that Weatherfly was still protected from the Dark Lord.

The reception… It seemed as though a year had passed in the meantime and not only a month.

"Why have the two of you not been on a honeymoon by now?" Sophia suddenly asked one evening she had dinner with them.

"They spent some days in Argentina, this should be enough." Marjory said bored.

"Nonsenso. Nonsense! They should have a real honeymoon!"

"Grandma, the season is about to start in less than two weeks, I can't leave the country now." Adrian interrupted Sophia calmly.

"That still leaves you a week. And Julia will make holidays with me, won't you?"

Julia was obviously thrilled by the offer and looked immediately to Angelina.

"Please?" She asked and smiled sweetly at her sister.

"Tuscany is very beautiful at this time of the year. Well, it is always beautiful…" Sophia said nonchalantly and smiled innocently at her grandson while she cut the meat on her plate.

"I guess you have already booked a hotel for them?"

"Ts… only you could think of a hotel! They will stay in my father's house of course. It is empty save for the house elves, so they will spent the honeymoon like it is supposed to be spent: alone."

"We can't say no anyway, can we?"

Sophia smiled at Adrian.

"No."

Julia was sitting on her bed, Teddy in her arm and hopping up and down.

"You can barely wait to leave me, hm?" Angelina asked her smiling while she packed Julia's dresses in a trunk. Julia stopped her hopping and looked seriously at her older sister.

"No." she whispered and pressed the teddy bear close to her chest. Angelina turned around at the earnest tone in her voice. She kneed down in front of the bed and took her sister's face in her hand.

"Julia, I was only joking."

Julia nodded slowly and then a smile appeared on her face.

"Will you have a baby when this milkmoon is over?"

Angelina's eyes widened at this.

"It is honeymoon and how did you get the idea of me having a baby when the honeymoon is over?"

"I asked Dyson what people are doing in this moon and he told me that they are making babies." She said proudly.

"How do you make babies?" she asked and frowned while Angelina thought of different ways to kill Dyson.

The wind let the leaves of the threes rustle and one could hear birds singing their songs. A squirrel ran over the ground, a nut in his mouth, and rushed towards its three.

"Your grandmother was right, it is beautiful here." Angelina said when they walked along the path towards the mansion in Italy on an October afternoon.

"And you haven't yet seen the town she loves so much." Adrian replied and opened the front door. The house was perfectly clean. There was no sign that it hadn't been occupied for some years now. The house elves had really done a spectacular job.

When Adrian had showed her the house it was already completely dark outside.

"We should go to bed. And tomorrow I'm going to show you the town."