Previously on A Tale Of Two Wizards Full Circle: Chapter 58

Hermione pulled herself onto Emilio's lap. "There won't be any more arguing Mr. Lozier. An exchange of words, possibly, but no arguing. Now that we have that settled, I'm wondering what you want to do with the big thing poking me in the bum. If you don't have any ideas, I have a few."

Jumping them up from the couch, Emilio grabbed Hermione by the hand. "You must have forgotten. I have the ability to multi-task. I can hold a fine erection and drag you to the new bedroom at the same time."

Hermione let out a soft giggle. "Cheeky blighter."

"Yes love I am that. Additionally, in the morning, I intend to impress you with my ability to dress myself one item at a time before our little man comes looking for some leftovers."

Hermione laughed out loud. "Bring that fine erection over here to the bed. I have a very fine honeypot waiting to use it."

"Yes you do have a fine honeypot. You'll get no argument from me."

"Good, because not ten minutes ago….."

Emilio cut her off covering her mouth with his. "I love you Mrs. Hermione, but the talking stops now."

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A Tale Of Two Wizards Full Circle: Chapter 59

Considering all that had gone on this weekend, Matt was feeling pretty good as he ate his dinner. He broke out in a wide smile visualizing Emilio's face when he realized Gas and Ezra had been working without his input. No matter how much he sang the praises of The Fieldcrest Company, Emilio would not be happy until he'd gone over it with a fine toothed comb. One thought begat another as Matt tucked into his custard. How in Merlin's good name would he explain how a romantic weekend turned into a fiasco. Emilio would never let him live down picking up a fetching witch only to have her turn out to be a, a lady of the night who preferred multiple partners and one night stands.

"I'll just have to take his bullshite like a wizard. I can see my position of Best Man fading rapidly from right before my eyes." Matt mumbled as he swung his wand to clean up.

After cleaning up, Matt sat down on the couch with his feet up. A few errant thoughts passed through his head, but 9:00 pm found him with his head back against the couch making sleep noises.

/*/

Celia had been good to her word. As soon as she was in her bedroom behind closed doors, she called Ron and was pleasantly surprised by his tone when he answered.

Hello love. Have you come to your senses and decided you can't live without me?

Had she? Deciding to ignore Ron's question, Celia got on an entirely different subject.

I'm thinking of going back to Belgium for a bit. The landlord probably thinks I've deserted the flat.

Well haven't you? I thought you were happily ensconced with mummy and daddy. Has your arsehole brother gone back to London leaving you alone and lonely? One of these days someone is going to take him down a peg or two.

I didn't call to talk about Emilio. If you didn't try to antagonize him…..

Ron cut across her.

I don't try to antagonize anyone. All I did was tell the truth. His wife to be is no better than anyone else. In fact, she's turned into a despicable witch just like her despicable, dead husband. Your brother better not die or his wife will be onto the next wizard before his body is cold.

Celia was getting annoyed but couldn't let Ron throw her off the reason she had rung him.

I didn't ring you to hear you run down my brother or Hermione. I just wanted you to know I'm going back to Belgium.

Okay. Now I know. The only thing I can say is hurry up.

What do you mean? Where are you?

I'm right here where I belong. In our flat.

How? When?

Please. I gave the landlord a soppy story about you accidentally locking me out while you were visiting relatives. He was more than willing to help me out. By the way. He doesn't think much of a witch who locks her loving boyfriend out. But enough about that. Hurry up and come home. I'm hungry for food and hungry for you.

I have to…..

You don't have to do anything except get home. I mean it. I'm hungry and horny, so pack it up and get here.

Ron's words were warming that spot between Celia's legs. She was missing her wizard.

Alright Ron. I'll be there in an hour or so. I'll stop off and pick us up some boulets liégeoise. I'll see you soon.

Thanks love. I'll see you soon. Oh yeah. Tell your brother to kiss my arse.

/*/

Celia hadn't disconnected the phone good before she was packing up her bag. It was time to get home to her dick. She was just about to call out the Follow Me charm and head out when she heard her mother and father saying goodbye to Emilio, Hermione and Scorp. Dropping into a chair, Celia wanted to wait until they were gone before telling her mother and father she was going back to Belgium. She really didn't need another scolding from Emilio.

When she was sure Emilio had gone, Celia shrunk down her bag and headed to the living room to say goodbye to her parents which would probably be a bit of a problem. Her father would probably give the same lecture she would have gotten from Emilio.

"Oh well. It's my life. I'll do as I please."

/*/

Celia had been right in one. Ilaria gave her a skeptical look without saying anything when she explained it was time for her to get back to Belgium, but Emiliano spoke right up and it wasn't pretty.

"Running back to that arsehole then? I imagine he called to say he was hungry, cold, wet and in the need of sex."

"Emiliano!" Shouted Ilaria. "Keep a civil tongue in your your head. You are speaking to your daughter."

A very calm Emiliano replied that he knew whom he was addressing and what he'd said needed to be said.

Celia didn't want to leave on bad terms with her father, so she explained what had transpired. "Ron didn't call me father. I called him. I'll be fine, but I want to get back home. Thank you for the lovely weekend. I'll phone you soon. Thank you too mother. I love you both."

Emiliano shook the paper he was reading. "Our daughter will never learn. Ron Weasley doesn't mean her any good. I've had my first and last time stepping through a floo to save her from that tosser."

Ilaria sighed. "We know Ron isn't good for her Em, but a witch in love can sometimes overlook the worst in a wizard. You're upset right now, but if your daughter needs our help, we are going to help her. I'm going to bed. Goodnight."

Emiliano threw down the paper he had been reading and followed Ilaria to their bedroom. He wasn't going to let his addle brained daughter cause problems between him and Ilaria. He was enjoying the peace and calm they'd experienced this weekend and wanted things to stay that way.

/**/

True to his word Emilio rose early Monday morning, showered, got dressed putting on one article of clothing at a time then woke Hermione with a kiss.

"It's early, but I'm leaving now. You might want to straighten up before Scorp comes looking for our leftovers. That meal was delicious by the way. If Scorp doesn't eat all the leftovers, I most certainly will this evening. Don't forget. We will be touring our new home tomorrow. Hugs to my little wizard. Now I'm off. I'll see you this evening Mrs. Hermione. I love you."

Hermione barely got to say good morning before Emilio was gone. Throwing back the covers, Hermione hurried to the bathroom to have a morning pee and take a shower. After showering, she summoned a set of clothing before freshening the bedding. By the time she was through, It was almost 8:30. Scorp would be up soon.

Hermione was in the kitchen brewing a pot of coffee when she heard stirring coming from upstairs. Her little man was awake. From the bottom of the stairs, she called out to Crissy and Dusty.

"Good morning. Please get our boy ready for his day. Help him with his morning toilet, give him a bath then dress him in his blue outfit. I'll have his breakfast ready by the time you're done."

"Yes Mrs."

"Okay Mrs. Hermione. We be helping Scorp. We missed our boy."

/*/

By the time Crissy brought Scorp downstairs, cold cereal, toast and juice were waiting for Scorp. Hermione held her breath as she watched Scorp climb onto a chair. Would she have a battle on her hands because she hadn't put out the leftovers? One could only guess, but Scorp surprised her.

"I love cereal mum." Then he started his chatter. "Crissy, Dusty and Embers missed me. I missed them too. I think I want to watch Chuggington. Dusty said I was getting so big."

Hermione sipped her coffee letting Scorp's words go in one ear and out the other until….

"What did you say love?"

"I said a lot mum. Big boys know a lot of things."

"Yes love. You did say a lot and know a lot. I'm just wondering what you meant about Emilio."

"Meelio loves us but if you scream at him, he might go away and never come back like Draco did."

A small knot formed in Hermione's chest. "Emilio isn't going to leave us. He's a very careful wizard who won't let anything keep him away from us. Finish your cereal"

"I'm almost finished mum. I wanted leftovers but you gave me cereal. I think we should have them for dinner when Meelio gets here. Okay mum?"

"Actually young man, I think that's a very good idea. Emilio will be glad you thought about him."

"I always think about Meelio and he thinks about me. We're the same."

Grinning, Hermione lifted her son from the chair planting a sloppy kiss on his cheek remembering the pajama situation in Italy. It was a quick thought but Hermione wondered if Scorp and Draco would have been this close.

"You have your choice. You may work on your brain games or you may watch your favorite Telly series."

"Yay mum. I want to watch Chuggington then I'll work on my brain. Before that, I want to say hi to Louis. He probably missed me too."

"Alright love. Go say hello to Louis while I clean up in here. Mind your manners."

"Okay mum, okay. I'll mind my manners."

Hermione picked up her wand and with a few twirls had the kitchen clean. Pouring herself another cup of coffee, she sat waiting for her morning call from the wizard she loved.

/*/

Scorp was still in with Louis so she decided how things were going. Before Hermione could get to the den, Hannah came through loudly announcing her presence.

"Good morning Mrs. Hermione. How was the weekend and where is my whip smart nephew?"

"Good morning Hannah. Our weekend was lovely and your whip smart nephew is in speaking to Louis but has probably heard your very loud entrance. He should come running any minute now. How are you doing?"

Hannah let out a loud laugh. "I'm not loud, I'm enthusiastic. I'm in such a sunny mood because I can honestly tell you I've been drinking water. A lot of water. I can also tell you that I spend most of my day in the loo. Other than that, I'm doing well."

Hermione hugged Hannah. "Have a seat. Can I get you anything? You're not going to believe this but I believe I've found the perfect wedding dress. It is gorgeous."

"That's a surprise. It was my understanding you were going to visit the in-laws to announce your engagement not go wedding dress shopping. How did that come about?"

Taking a sip of coffee, Hermione gave Hannah a sly wink. "You won't believe it but Ilaria Lozier offered me her own wedding gown. Before you turn your nose up, I'll tell you it is an amazingly beautiful dress. I love it. Ilaria has offered to bring it through to get your opinion. I haven't mentioned any of this to Emilio so please don't mention it to Harry."

Hannah snorted. "Thinking Harry and Emilio will be sitting down to have a cozy catch up then? I think not, but my lips are sealed. My git husband won't hear a word of it from me. When will Ilaria be bringing the dress?"

Hermione thought about it. She and Ilaria hadn't decided on any specific date. "I'm not sure Hannah. We didn't set a specific date. I'm sure it will be soon though. She's chomping at the bit to visit London and Wiltshire."

"Hahaha. I can imagine. Put it down to the old mother-in-law syndrome."

Hermione made a soft chuckle. Speaking of mothers, Mela made me, Emilio, and Scorp a lovely engagement dinner on Sunday which I spoiled by becoming a raging beast to Emilio."

Hannah's hands flew up to her mouth. "You didn't? What happened?"

"It was…."

Before Hermione could continue, Scorp came down the hall.

"Hi Aunty Hannah. We have leftovers. Louis is tired mum. I need a pee and something else before I turn on Chuggington."

"Alright love." Hermione said, taking her boy by the hand. "Excuse us for a moment Hannah."

While Hermione was in the bathroom with Scorp, Hannah sat there pondering just what had transpired between Hermione and Emilio at the dinner.

/*/

Ten minutes later, after settling Scorp down to watch Chuggington, Hermione was back. She had just begun to explain Sal's request when her mobile rang. Giving her wand a quick wave, brought the mobile to her hands.

"Excuse me Hannah. It's Emilio calling"

"Speak to your fiance. I'm going. I'll hear the story later. I'll just do a quick pop in to say hello to Louis. Love you. Bye Scorp."

Sorry love. Good morning again.

Good morning. Was that Aunty Hannah I heard in the background?

It was. I was hard pressed not to tell her she now waddles when she walks.

Emilio let out a loud laugh.

I suggest you not mention that bit of truth just yet. Hannah will not take kindly to being known as the waddling, pregnant witch.

Hermione was nodding and smiling.

That's true. How is everything at MCC?

All is well here. I'm due in a meeting in ten minutes. I'm calling to make sure my someday son hasn't eaten all the leftovers and to tell you I love you.

Hahaha. You may rest easy. Your someday son had cereal for breakfast. Although he made brief mention of the leftovers, he agreed that you and he should share them tonight at dinner. When I complimented him on thinking about you, he told me straight off that he always thinks of you and you always think about him because you and he are the same.

Emilio felt warmth throughout his body. He was the most fortunate wizard in England to have Hermione and her son.

Scorp is correct. He and I are the same even if it is only because we wear the same kind of pajamas.

Hermione giggled.

Yes love. There's that. I know you have a meeting so I won't hold you. Scorp and I will see you this evening. We love you Mr. Lozier. See you soon.

See you soon Mrs. Hermione. Hug Scorp for me. Matt just stepped into the office. He says good morning.

Tell him good morning. Bye.

Hermione turned to find Scorp standing in the doorway. "Are you finished with Chuggington? Do you want to go study and play your games?"

"No mum. Chuggington is still on. He's having a play date with his mates. Was that Meelio on the mobile? I like to say hi too."

"Maybe next time Scorp. Emilio has to get to a meeting. Anyway, you'll be able to say hi tonight."

"Okay mum, okay. I'm going to watch Chuggington but if Meelio calls back, tell me."

"Okay young Dumbledore with your need to know." Hermione mumbled softly as she watched Scorp walk back to the Telly room. "It's time for me to do something productive. I'll put fresh linens and bedding in all the bedrooms. After that, who knows?"

The first stop was the new bedroom where she and Emilio spent their private time, but before she could get there, her mobile rang again. This time it was Nonna Mela calling

/*/

Hermione hit the talk button.

Good morning mum.

Good morning love. I'm calling to make sure you and your fiance haven't come to hexes.

Hermione laughed.

Of course we haven't. I was being a beast. Emilio took it in stride.

I'd agree except I heard him raise his voice too. I apologize for Sal. I don't know what he was thinking.

Stop mum, stop. Sal didn't do anything wrong. He made a request which was on me to accept or reject. Between you and I, I had it all worked out in my head. It was only after a bit of shouting I realized I might have moved too quickly. I won't mention this part to Emilio, but I'm still thinking I want to be some part of SSE London.

Carmela remained silent.

Are you still there mum?

I'm still here Hermione. I'm just trying to digest what you just said. As a mother figure, I'll give you a bit of advice. You are about to purchase a new home. You have a wedding to plan. You have an almost four year old son who requires constant attention and you you have a mum who has no intention of entertaining the ideals of her youngest son. In addition, you have a fiance who would probably like some of your time. Concentrate on you and your family. Sal will find a way or he won't.

Hermione let out a soft sigh. She knew all this.

I know all that mum. I made a hasty decision. Emilio and I are over it. That's all I'll say about that. On another subject. Your someday son-in-law and your someday grandson have been going on and on about leftovers. It was the last thing Scorp mentioned last night and almost the first thing he mentioned this morning. Emilio isn't any better. He called this morning to tell me he loved me and ask about the leftovers.

Hahaha. No offense to Draco, but your two wizards are the best father and son duo. You are a very lucky witch.

That I am. One last thing before I get back to changing the linens and bedding. Ilaria offered me her wedding gown. It is gorgeous. You know my fondness for a beaded bodice. Well her dress is beaded from the bodice down to the hips. I love it. She has promised to bring it to Wiltshire so we can make any needed adjustments. What do you think?

I think it's wonderful as long as you like it, because Emilio won't care what you wear when you walk down that aisle as long as you're walking to him.

Hermione knew Carmela was right. Emilio probably wouldn't care if she walked down the aisle in a house dress.

You know I'll expect you to be part of the planning. We'll have to confer with Ilaria on a time that is beneficial to us all. I love you mum. We'll talk soon.

Love you too Mrs. Hermione. Give Scorp a hug for me. Talk to you soon.

Hermione looked up to find Scorp standing by the end of the couch with a questioning look on his face. Gesturing for him to come to her, Hermione assured him that it hadn't been Emilio on the mobile.

"It was Nonna Mela and she said she loves you."

Laying his head on Hermione's chest, Scorp nodded. "I love Nonna Mela too. I need Crissy for a pee and my games."

Chuggington was obviously done for the day. Calling out for Crissy and Embers, Hermione gave orders to them both. Crissy would see to Scorp and Embers would see to the linens and bedding.

/*/

There was still a few minutes before the meeting with Gas and Ezra so Matt sat himself in one of Emilio's chairs.

"How was your weekend? Mine was shite. Be that as it may, I believe you are going to be pleased with what Gas and Ezra present this morning. I won't say more because I know you and I sometimes have differing opinions of what is pleasurable."

My weekend was amazing except for a small hiccup which has been resolved. How was your weekend shite, or should I ask?"

Matt glanced at Emilio and held his gaze. "I was made the cuckold."

Emilio straightened up in his chair. The last he'd heard was Matt would be sharing his weekend with the lovely Chloe. "Cuckold? What happened? I thought you and Chloe…."

"I thought the same thing mate, but we were both wrong."

From there, Matt explained what had transpired only stopping to take a breath when Emilio let out a loud expletive. "Yep. That's exactly the way I felt. Chloe was a miss for me. I'll need for you to hex me smart the next time I mention meeting a fit witch in a bar. The most ironic part was her sending me a note hoping I would still be part of the group coming to Scotland."

Emilio didn't know what to say, so he tried to suppress a chuckle. Everything had looked so promising for Matt when he left Friday. "I'm speechless Matt. However, I will say we shouldn't ever speak of this again, or people will get the impression my Best Man cannot get a plus one."

Matt shrugged. "All is not lost. We won't speak of this again, but just so you know. I am still on the lookout for a fit witch who will accompany me to the nuptials."

"If you say so Matt. I wish you luck. One more thing. I'd like for us to have a conversation about James Wooley. I have some thoughts. Now it's time for Monday business. Let's get to the conference room. We wouldn't want Gas and Ezra to think we aren't interested in what they have to present."

"Speak for yourself cousin. They know I'm interested. With what they are about to present, this might turn out to be a long day."

Emilio didn't reply. His evening was set out in front of him. No matter what Gas and Ezra presented he would be eating leftovers by 7:00 pm.

/*/

The presentation was flawless. Emilio went over it with a fine toothed comb but couldn't find anything wrong.

"I'm in agreement with Matt. This is remarkable work wizards. I believe we can get started right away. My one point would be that Gas run point but Ezra and a partner of his choice take the reins."

"Agreed. Ezra doesn't have to choose. I appoint Adam as his partner. Ezra, get with Adam and Gas, get things started and report back to Emilio and myself by 5:00. That's all I have. Gas, we need a minute of your time. Please meet me and Emilio in my office. Our COO has information he would like to share. It shouldn't take long. Ezra, get on with what you have to do. By the way. Adam and Richard met with a representative from Whitehall Investments. If Whitehall is interested in coming aboard, it will be Adam and Richard traveling to Scotland to finalize details. If necessary, get Nicholas involved. Have them adjust their schedules accordingly. We'll see you and Adam at 5:00."

Emilio didn't say a word knowing full well why Matt didn't want to be involved with Whitehall Investments or Chloe Knight.

/*/

When Matt, and Gas were settled, Emilio shared his thoughts. "Let me preface this entire conversation by saying that I'm speaking to you before I have spoken to James. Right now, all this conjecture. However, I'd like you both to give it some thought."

"Sounds serious Emilio," offered Gas.

"It's not all that serious Gas, but, as I said I'd like us to give it some thought. As you both know, James Wooley was my Assistant before taking a higher position in Spain. James excelled in everything he did. He is back in the MOMI as the Minister of Policy and Procedure. However, he may be wasted in that position. I'm thinking we should discuss inviting James to MCC."

Matt shifted in the chair as did Gas. Even though James had excelled as an Assistant and was doing well as a Minister, did that mean he would fit in at MCC?

Matt asked the question. "That's all well and good Emilio, but has James expressed interest in joining us?"

It was Emilio's turn to shift in his chair. This was his own suggestion. James hadn't said anything except he'd like to visit London. "The answer is no. James hasn't mentioned anything about joining MCC. I'm just being proactive. MCC could use all the brilliant wizards it can get. I'm not setting this in stone. I'm simply inquiring."

"I agree with being proactive, but all this might be a moot point. Let's leave it like this. After you speak to James, get back to us then we can go from there."

Gas nodded. "I agree with Matt. Speak to James. I will now have to excuse myself because the FF is probably waiting for me.

"Fair enough wizards. I'll speak to James. Perhaps I'll invite him to come through for the weekend. We'll see. Thanks for your time. In the meantime, I'll be doing a quick study of Fieldcrest. I'm not positive, but I may know a couple of the officers at Fieldcrest from prior times.

Both Gas and Matt smiled. They expected no less.

/*/

After handing off the bedding and linen chores over to Embers, Hermione decided it was time to freshen up the entire house. She would take the time to wand clean the entire house room by room. Starting in the den, she had just raised her wand when Louis spoke.

"Hello Hermione. Even though we reside in the same house, it seems like ages since we spoke. How are you?"

Lowering her wand, Hermione sat down in a chair knowing she had been remiss in visiting Louis. "It has been a while Louis, but it hasn't been ages. I'm doing well. Scorp has been in to see you so you know he is doing well."

"And Mr. Lozier. How is he?"

"He is well. We're all well Louis. Thank you for thinking of us. While it is on my mind, I'll share a bit of Sal and Seth related information. They are thinking about opening an SSE branch in London. You might get to see Seth a bit more frequently."

"Fantastic new Hermione. I definitely would like to see more of my family and extended family. Speaking of family, may I ask a favor?"

"Ask away Louis. If it's in my power, I'll see to it."

"Do you think it's possible for you to find a portrait of my son and his mother. I realize there isn't one of them together, but there may be separate portraits somewhere. Perhaps have a discussion with Matt. It is my understanding he and Seth had loads of information about our family. Perhaps they have some old portraits."

Hermione was surprised by this request. Louis had been with the family for six years and hadn't ever mentioned portraits of Caleb or Ida. "Well…. I.."

"I know this is asking a lot Hermione and a search may be fruitless. All I'm asking is that you try," offered Louis morosely. "For better or worse, my immediate family should be with me."

Hermione's eyes were stinging. "This old reprobate was catching feelings after all this time. "I won't make any promises, but I'll try my best. I know Matt and Seth have a great many items in storage. I'll check with them to see what they can find."

Using his normal device when he was emotional or upset, Louis closed his eyes. "Thank you Hermione."

"You're welcome Louis. Now I should get on with my house cleaning. It's almost time for Scorp's lunch."

After a series of swish and flicks with her wand, Hermione declared the den clean and fresh.

Hermione had been right on the mark. It was past Scorp's lunch time. Quickly making a tuna with lettuce and mayonnaise for the both of them, she hurried upstairs to get her boy.

/*/

The 5:00 pm meeting had gone well. Gas and Ezra were able to get two principals of Fieldcrest to attend. Emilio was correct. He did know both wizards from his days as a single man. He, Abel Smith and Trevor Wright had attended many of the same functions back in the day.

By the end of the meeting, Abel and Trevor had explained their needs and accepted what MCC had to offer. It was decided that Ezra and Adam would visit the company on Wednesday to get the process started.

/*/

After Trevor and Abel had signed on the dotted line, Gas, Adam and Ezra excused themselves to write up the additional paperwork while Matt and Emilio had a friendly chat with the two Heads which ended up with Matt and Emilio being invited to the Fieldcrest Annual Event.

Matt accepted right away but Emilio hesitated for a fraction of a second before realizing he wouldn't be attending as a single man. If he attended, it would be with his fiancee.

"I accept as well. Send us the information. If it is manageable, I'd like for our CFO and the FF to attend as well."

"No problem Emilio," replied Trevor, rising from the chair extending his hand first to Emilio then to Matt. "We'll get the information to you straight away. Thank you for a productive meeting. Abel and I look forward to increasing our business."

"That we do," offered Abel also extending his hand. "We'll speak soon."

/*/

Matt and Emilio talked a bit more business before Emilio glanced at his Wonder Wizard Watch. "Merlin! We've been in here for ages. It's coming up on 6:30. We can discuss this more tomorrow afternoon. Right now, my fiancee and fiance are probably waiting dinner for me." With a wink, Emilio cheeked. "We're having leftovers you know."

Matt smiled. "I'm usually not one to impose, but I'm hungry and leftovers sound very appetizing. Do you think Hermione would mind if I joined you for dinner?"

Emilio clapped Matt on the back. "You are one of her favorite gits. Of course she wouldn't mind. I'll just use the men's and we can go. By the way. Hermione, Scorp and I have an appointment tomorrow at 11:00 with Theo to view our new home. I'll be in early and be back sometime in the afternoon. Back in a minute."

With stomach growling, Matt quickly used his personal bathroom to freshen up willing Emilio to hurry. No matter what they were. Leftovers were sounding quite appetizing.