Disclosure Hp belongs to Jkr. The storyline, new character development, new events, and new characters are my intellectual property. Glorioux
A/n expect less writing, I am not well. I appreciate good thoughts and wishes for healing and for strength and courage, Thanks
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Cerberus licked his grandchild Camellia and told her, "You help them, you have all my gifts, your poor father had a nasty birthing, he isn't too clever," and to Hermione, "if I need to, I'll return." With this, Cerberus disappeared.
Hermione hoped for the best. The Veil monster was coming closer and closer. All they could do was to expect that they could break thru the invisible wall. Harry could already see their faces somewhat.
Ginny keep firing hexes while Harry stood there, looking dumbfounded. Meanwhile, Ginny saw the tied rope and tried to slice it. She wasn't taking any chances, if that was Sirius, he needed to stay wherever, this was her home.
Seemingly, Harry didn't agree, and before she could act, Harry pushed her, "Enough, is enough. And now step aside. By the way, you are standing on my foot. Move, or I will hurt you, that is Hermione, and I won't let you hurt her. What is wrong with you? I don't get it, do you have Tom Riddle inside?"
Kreacher was screaming, "Mr. Harry, that 'be' Mr. Sirius and Miss Grangy. I 'sees' them. Mrs. Black told that Mr. Sirius be coming."
Now, they could all see Hermione and Sirius' faces clearly, which appeared to be covered with a plastic wrap.
Camellia saved the day with her sharp teeth, she broke thru the slimy web that made the wall. She chewed quickly with her three heads and the double row of teeth. Not soon enough since the Veil monster was getting closer and closer. Sirius held on to Hermione's shoulder, caressing her reassuringly.
Finally, there was a gap big enough. When Sirius, Hermione, and Camellia were leaving, they saw Wallburga, a beautiful young witch. She came and kissed them both in a hurry, "Darlings make a lot of babies, I am leaving, but leave the portrait up. I want to reassure you, I will be back to see them."
Ron, who was still half-drunk, had come to see what was happening. He saw Ginny, who had fallen flat on her butt. Harry had his foot on her, and her wand in his wand holder. Harry had made a decision, he wasn't going to stay married, and if she lifted a finger against either Sirius or Hermione, she better run fast and hide.
Harry stood away to let them come thru, but as soon as he saw Sirius, he ran to him and hugged Sirius too tight. Harry was trembling, "It is you, it is you. The happiest day of my life, but how?"
Sirius was also happy beyond words, "Later, I will tell you later, but we can say that it was possible thanks to my wife."
"When did you marry? Which wife? You look so young! I am super happy to see you. Who is your wife, and where is she?" Harry looked around.
Sirius took Hermione's hand, who was covered with red and purple slime. He moved his hand and cleaned them both.
"My wife is Hermione, we just married," he leaned and kissed Hermione's cheek. His eyes reflected his love for her.
"Where and who married you?" Ron asked he was still angry about the divorce. It didn't matter that it was his fault.
"Not a story for now. Kreacher let's go. My mother said you knew what to do. Let's do it so we can leave."
"Yes, Mr. Sirius," Kreacher pointed his finger at a half-wall, which changed into a large, heavy door. His finger glowed, he opened it, and they saw a room; a room that didn't exist before.
Everyone could see piles of gold coins, as well as other treasures. Ginny tried to stand up, but Harry pushed her down, "Stay where I can control you," his voice was harsh and cold.
"I am not a dog, you cannot do this," Ginny protested, angrily.
"I can, and I will," Harry's voice was final.
Sirius went in the room, took out two suitcases, a bag of Galleons, and his wand. When he left the room, the door disappeared, leaving the half-wall into the receiving room and nothing else.
"You left those to Harry," Ginny dared to say, "those are mine, mine."
Sirius guffawed ignoring her.
She wasn't done. When Sirius opened a case, full of beautiful pieces of jewelry, tiaras, rings, and coins, Ginny exclaimed, "Give them back, they belong to me!"
Sirius ignored her, picked up a ring with diamonds and emeralds and took Hermione's hand, "My love, this was my mother's bride ring. It was also the ring of many other Black witches. Will you wear my ring, my beloved witch? The only witch I ever loved," Sirius went on one knee.
Hermione nodded, tears ran down her cheeks. Her heart was brimming with love.
Ron was cussing, joining Ginny, he was calling Hermione a two Knut Knockturn alley whore, the Gryffindor slag, the Muggle pureblood rubbish, the frigid bitch. That wasn't all, he also said that her parents had a stick up the arses. How her father, the bastard Muggle, dared to give him a bloody nose, and so on. He was referring to the last time that he'd pushed Hermione a little too hard. Her father punched Ron a few times, but Ron couldn't get one punch. The father seemed to displace a few inches every time that Ron tried to punch back, whatever.
"Ron, dammit, stop it. If you call her another name, you will pay," Harry warned him.
"She is that and more, using dark magic to bring Sirius. She probably shagged one or more of the Unspeakables, Kingsley, and probably Percy, and I am almost sure that she was with Bill, nasty slag." Ron wouldn't shut his mouth.
"Yes send her to Azkaban, or I will," Ginny yelled.
"You two, be quiet," Fred and Remus appeared for a minute, "there is nothing dark happening, it is called love. Sirius wasn't dead, he was given a chance. An opportunity given by someone who wanted to make Hermione happy for taking care of his baby." Remus explained.
"You fool, you wasted her gift to you," Fred told Ron. Ron's lip quivered and tears clouded his eyes, he nodded. Ron well knew that he had been a fool, exactly as his brother just said.
"Who is the baby and whose baby?" Ginny demanded.
"Camellia of course," Remus answered.
"That is a lie, if you're Fred, ha. I doubt it, this is pure rubbish, she's lying, and she needs to be turned into the MoM. Hermione is the new Dark Lord…" Ginny sounded out of control.
In the next moment, a large shadow appeared in the middle of the room. It made Fluffy, Hagrid's hell-hound, look like a flea. The room turned hot. The shadow smelled of eucalyptus and smoking stones, rather pleasant. When he saw it, Ron fainted, he was so scared.
The shadow solidified into a half-shadow.
Cerberus spoke with a deep growling voice, "Keep up saying that nonsense Nasty Red, and you foolish human, the Red's brother, and you two will wind up in a very unpleasant place for every word that you speak against my baby's mommy. Trust me, you will answer to me."
Right away, Camellia jumped and stood on one of his three noses and licked him over and over, her tail moving fast. A loud sigh filled the room, to their amazement, two of the heads disappeared, and Camellia walked all over his back, banging her tail.
"Bye, my only granddaughter, be well, I will be watching you. You come and see me, Papa misses you, I'll have the dragon jerky you like." He lowered his body, and Camellia jumped down.
Camellia, the tiny white fluff ball, yapped. "And we will go fishing for catfish," Cerberus added, and Camellia went crazy yapping. After those words, Cerberus was gone along with Fred. They all shook their head, Camellia obviously had another life unknown to them.
As for Remus, he whispered something to Sirius, and he was also gone.
Sirius looked at Harry, "I am disappointed with your choices, but had you married my wife this couldn't have happened, thanks."
Harry said, "I know, I know. I had the chance to get the best and look at what I chose. I will change it."
Ginny sounded bitter, "I hope you have a place to live, this is my house." She was defiant.
"Yes, thanks for all the work to fix it. Since you paid out my vault, mostly, I will enjoy it. I will return Harry the amount over," Sirius answered, still looking amused.
"No, I will take you to the MoM. You better know this is my home, even if Harry leaves, you will hear from my solicitor. I will clean you up, this house is mine, you promised." She looked at Harry.
Ron had to laugh, "Ginny, I am a fool, but you are hopeless. Sirius is back. He is alive and well, and this is his home. Sirius is good to have you back." Ron knew that he had lost much, the divorce had woken him up. Bill had told him over and over to clean up his act, and he hadn't. He needed to grow up.
Meanwhile, Wallburga was back in the portrait, but it was another version. It was the portrait of a young witch, and she wasn't alone; her husband and her son Regulus stood there with her.
"Try, and you will find out Black Magic at every corner, making your life a living nightmare. As it is, live in a home with no portraits because we will find you. We are keeping an eye on you." With those words, they were gone. The frame was now empty.
Harry told Ginny, "We better start packing; but you need to go back to your parents. You will hear from my solicitor. I am at least glad that I followed Mr. Granger's advice to draw a contract, read it. Now, let's go."
"Wait, Remus said that Ginny mistreats Teddy. She punishes him harshly and locks him magically in a dark wardrobe." Sirius stopped them.
"It is a lie," Ginny crossed her arms defiantly.
Ron looked at her and pointed his finger at her, "I remember that you called him a filthy werewolf, and then you told me not to say anything."
Harry nodded, "It is true, you have mentioned it more than once."
"You two are lying, it isn't true, but he is a werewolf, so I want him gone when we have children. We were planning to have some right away," she dared Harry to deny it.
"No, we aren't. Teddy now stays mostly with Andromeda who is seeing, are you ready? The Lestrange as in the two," Harry and Ron grinned.
"Remus wants him with us. He will be coming to live as our son." Sirius informed them.
Ginny looked at her husband and her brother, realizing that she was alone.
"We cannot leave; we have several guests staying over." Ginny tried again.
Sirius was gracious, "Have your party, stay here until you can make arrangements. I want to go to a warm place with lots of sunshine."
With these words, he held Hermione's hand, Camilla jumped on his shoulder, and Kreacher came by him with a small suitcase.
"Where is he going?" Ginny whined, "who is going to do all the work?"
"Be quiet," Ron and Harry said at the same time. Ron had a change of heart, he wanted his friend. Ron wanted Hermione and missed her. Bill was right, he lost a wife and one of his two best friends. He had known for a while that his brother advised him well, but he didn't think she would leave him.
Harry asked, "Maybe we could join you later? My marriage is also over. Ron and I can come in a couple of days. We can have fun, the four of us."
Sirius made a face. "Wait, do you want to come and join me during my honeymoon?"
Harry blushed, and Ron actually laughed, he was guffawing, "I guess you don't really know what a honeymoon is." Harry and Sirius joined the raucous laughter.
Ginny growled, "Perverts."
"We'll see each other soon," Sirius was still smiling, but Hermione was quiet.
With this, Camilla jumped on Sirius' shoulder, snarled at Ginny, and they left; just like that, no Floo, no apparating, just Sirius and his new powers at work.
When they arrived at Hermione's home, Kreacher was flabbergasted. "Yous house is a Pureblood's Haus."
Sirius noticed for the first time. "So I see. I thought your parents were healers," he seemed puzzled.
"So they are. Let's see, my parents were baby boomers who grew up in the 60s. Hence, they believe they are socialists, uhu. They wear Che Guevara's 300 hundred sterling T-shirt's, play golf, and drive a Bentley. Correction, they are driven. We have people working here, doing everything. My grandparents are enablers, both sets. Right now they are in a world cruise with the grandparents, and their brother and sister. Ron hates them, he called them the Malfoy look alike. You will see." Hermione grinned.
Both Kreacher and Sirius were lost; they understood nothing.
Hermione giggled, "Never mind. My parents are, let me think; yes, they are Muggle purebloods, but they rebelled, sort of. They work, but they don't need to. So yes. Kreacher, you will like them. My father, hmm, is a toned-down Lucius, not by much," Hermione snickered. "My mother, well, wait till you meet them. As for my grandparents, you will love them, oh yes, you will. And they will love you back."
Kreacher jumped up and down looking at the spacious kitchen; looked in all the drawers; he admired the lights, particularly the Murano crystal ones, and also made noises with a few Tiffany lamps. He looked at the silver, the linens, the walls, and admired everything. He was a snob. Sirius guffawed, "This House is Kreacher's idea of a house-elf's paradise; he will be here often."
"We can take over if you wish, my parents have been thinking of moving to the continent. We have more property, it is only my father, mother, and my grandparents, and my mother's brother and sister that never married. If you ask me they are lovers, I mean my uncle and aunt. I asked once and was told not to ask again. It isn't bad, and I get an extra set of parents." Hermione told both Kreacher and Sirius.
Kreacher was nodding, "This house 'be' more beautiful than Grimmauld, maybe live in both?" Kreacher looked hopeful. "I 'brings' my nephew and his wife…." He kept mumbling, planning ahead.
Sirius saw the indoor pool and nodded, "Yeah, maybe so, we will see."
Camellia jumped in the pool. Hermione told her to get out while she laughed. "My father doesn't like it, she sheds like crazy and clogs the filters. My mother and aunt, like to swim with Camellia, so guess who Camellia likes best. I tried a charm to clean up, but it doesn't work."
Sirius and Hermione laughed looking at Camellia dive underwater. She was no regular pooch. She breathed out fireballs that made little geysers, and then chased them.
Sirius looked at Hermione, "Happy belated birthday," he told her and kissed her cheek, shyly. "I know you just had a birthday, and I don't have a present, at least nothing especially for you."
Hermione kissed his lips, a chaste kiss. "You are the best present I could have wished for. Come with me. Let's go to our room, I, we, need a bath."
When they went into her room, they found a large box on top of the bed. A present, a box made out of fragrant wood. She opened it, "Hmm, empty." Indeed, there was nothing inside but a square piece of parchment, "For Cami's mommy. Wish your garments, describe them, close the box and then open!" It was signed in old script, Cerberus.
She decided for a sexy camisole which didn't leave much to the imagination, in Gryffindor red. She opened the box and found the camisole she had imagined, "Wait till Luna sees it." She was stressed and didn't know what to say or do. After all, this was Sirius, and he looked so very hot; what to do?
Sirius was checking everything, he couldn't believe that he was with the witch he had admired for so long. He felt nervous, uneasy, and desperate to be with her. He didn't know how to get started and wished that he had asked Remus before coming here. All he knew was that he wanted to have her in his arms, to feel her naked body against his.