Rachele and Sirius sat silently across from each other in an unused classroom. It was the day before they were due to go home for the winter holidays. When they had started school this year, they had acknowledged the bond and love they shared, accepted it.
They were both of age now, and they both knew what that meant. This winter they were getting married. Walburga had already set the date and organised the ceremony. Meaning they were being fully bound; the contract had allowed them to start forming the bond when they were much younger than normal. It explained why they could understand meanings from a single look. Convey feelings with a single touch. Divorce in such a bond was impossible. But the bond the contract required wasn't complete. Not until they were married.
This had come much too early for the pair, neither of them felt ready for the step they were about to take. 'They were going to get married' though Rachele 'they were going to have their souls and magic bound together for the rest of their lives'. She felt overwhelmed. Looking up into Sirius's eye she could see the same feelings reflected. He was taller than her now, since he was accepted onto the quidditch team with James and Peter he had started to fill out more too.
"It's not that I don't want to marry you, I love you, you are my entire world," Sirius started but paused.
"But I want more time first." She ended. Sirius nodded in response.
Since the death of her parents the previous summer Leone had taken up the mantle as Don Montague for both a muggle and magical affairs. The Blacks had taken a much greater interest in her as well. Truly trying to take up the mantle of mother and father. Walburga was still, a lunatic and Orion was still quietly approving. Walburga especially was pushing for her and Sirius to join the Dark Lord. There many screaming matches over the 3 weeks of summer the pair spend in Grimmauld about them refusing to bend to her will and become death eaters. Because of the arguments Sirius had spent most of the summer at the potters after she left to work with her brother.
James Potter still didn't like her; Sirius wasn't helping matters but not telling him about the betrothal contract. Her alliance with the Hufflepuff, Amelia, had grown into a firm and steady acquaintance and her study sessions with Remus were also going strong, and occasionally joined by Evans. That put her sort of friend count to two people. The rest of Gryffindor still ignored her, and Rachele found that she didn't mind that at all. It allowed her to move in social circles that wouldn't be open to other Gryff's but as the Gryffindor outcast they were open to her.
Sirius move across the distance between them and brought his hands up to cup her face. He placed an adoring kiss on her lips, and she moved her hands up his chest and through his hair.
"I love you Sirius but why can't we have more time?" she said resting her forehead on his. He couldn't think of answer, so kissed her soundly again. Trying to convey through a kiss just how much she meant to him as he pulled her hips closer to his.
-/-
23rd December 1975
The day of wedding preparation had gone in a blur. She was sat in the parlour as Walburga fussed over the dress she was wearing one last time. She had seconds till Leone was walking her the ritual circle.
She and Sirius knew there was no way to get out of this. And even if they didn't marry today, their bond was such that they would eventually marry. Sirius's biggest problem was that he didn't want to do what his family told him to, Rachele acknowledged.
The ritual circle was drawn with chalk in the basement of Grimmauld place. There we Futhark runes drawn around the outside she noted in the back of her mind, Rachele was too nervous to really analyse them. In the circle waited Orion and Sirius in their finest dress robes, Rachele could feel the weak thrum of Sirius's love for her through their tenuous bond. She revealed in the feeling, 'their bond would be complete, and their souls would be bound together'. Looking at Sirius as she walked towards him, she felt her nervousness melt away.
They waited outside the circle to be called in. The ritual had begun.
"Who will enter the circle" Orion spoke clearly, the pride he had for his heir shining in his eyes.
"Lord Montague who brings Rachele, daughter of house Montague" her brother responded as they walked into the circle.
"I call upon the house of Montague to present their bride,
Do you of House Montague present the bride willingly to join another house?"
"I Leone of House Montague present the bride to be joined to House Black" Replied Leone as he placed Rachele's hands in Orion's.
"Does the bride present herself willingly"? asked Orion, as the head of House Black he was overseeing the ritual. Thankfully Walburga was not present. Such rituals were between heads of houses and the couple.
"She does" Rachele replied
"We ask the bride, does she bind her soul, magic and lifeforce Sirius of the house of black" Orion intoned again.
"I bind myself willingly to the house of black." Leone cut Rachele's palm as she spoke.
"We ask the son of the house of Black; do you bind yourself, magic, soul and lifeforce to the bride." Orion intoned again
"I bind myself willingly to the bride." Orion cut the palm of Sirius's hand and placed it in Rachele's.
"May the Magics bless this union"
She could feel the bond snap taught into place, it still felt slightly fuzzy though.
"Take your bride Sirius and make a woman out of her. That will complete the marriage bond." Orion told him.
-/-
Sirius and Rachele walked hand in hand up towards Sirius room. They had done it. They were almost married. As the went up the stairs Rachele thought about the way to finish the ritual. They had both been prepared by Walburga and Orion about the specifics of completing the bond. It was a conversation that she wished her Mamma would have had with her instead of Walburga, whom much to Rachele's regret was still not dead yet.
Sirius locked the door when they enter his room and Rachele looked around as she sat on his bed.
"Really? Muggles in bikini?" she asked him, a fond smile on her face as she looked at the posters stuck to the wall.
Sirius grinned in at her as he walked up to the bed discarding his robes on the floor on the way" You're prettier" he told her.
Rachele laughed freely at him "That's so greasy! Besides you are just biased". She kicked her shoes and stood up to greet him.
"Yes, I really am" He brought one hand to cup her cheek and the other on her hip and pulled her closer, kissing her soundly. She ran her fingers through his hair, making sure to scratch her nails though his scalp, and pulling his hair ever so slightly, causing his him to moan.
Sirius, moved his kissed along her jaw and down her neck, biting the junction of her neck then sucking the area, making her moan sensually. The noise made his dick hard, 'merlin, she really is beautiful' he thought. He helped her slip out of her dress before running his hands over her curves.
Rachele pulled Sirius on to the bed and she lay her torso on top of his as she reconnected their mouths. She moved one leg over to straddle his hips and she ground into his dick spreading her wetness onto him grinning wickedly at the response he gave her. Sirius reached up to play with her left nipple as he cupped and palmed her right breast. She was already so wet just from grind her clit across his erection.
She stopped grinding Sirius and looked down at him.
"Have you taken a contraceptive potion" he asked her dazedly.
"Before we left Hogwarts" she confirmed
"You're sure you want to?" he confirmed
She gave him a loving smile and moved his dick to her entrance. Slowly she sheathed his dick inside of her.
They both groan as he entered her, Rachele from pain, Sirius from the sheer bliss from being so intimately connected to her. All she could feel was him, she could feel his emotions, so deeply so intimately that it felt as though they were the same person. They both remained still. Giving her time to adjust to his length inside her, he could feel her pain.
He started to play with her nipples, he leaned up to take one of them him to his mouth lightly biting and sicking on it
Slowly she began a few tentative bounces, increasing in vigour as she moved his head back up to hers connecting their mouths again. And Sirius started to move in and out to meet her. The more they moved together the more the pressure built in her gut.
The pleasure became overwhelming as she came around Sirius's cock, the sensation of her walls gripping him tightly cause Sirius himself to cum inside of her.
They stayed collapse back onto the bed lying still for a moment, revelling in the feeling of the intimacy of their bond. Rachele opened her eyes to see Sirius who was looking adoringly at her. He raised one hand to caress her face lovingly.
She could feel his love and contentedness resonate through their bond. 'Yes, this is how it was meant to be. The two of them, like the rest of the world never existed'.
-/-
'Dear Mr and Mrs Black,
Congratulations on your recent marriage. Your marriage has been noted by the ministry, enclosed is your ministry issued marriage certificate.
From,
Martha Hawroth.
Department of Births Marriages and Deaths,
British Ministry of Magic.'