A.N./ Sorry you guys, Chapter 10 I never got to post. You have already ready ch.11 and 12. Chapter 10 I forgot to post, but it goes obviously b4 ch.11 and I love that chapter it goes w/11 and makes 11, 12, and this chapter make more since. Sorry about the mix up. Sable.

Chapter 13

"What!" Bridget blinked as her mouth hung open.

"Adora just sent an owl, Ron just proposed!" Arabella was yelling up and down.

"This is incredible!" Bridget jumped up and to get away from Oliver, "I can't believe it! I mean I can! They have been dating for years, but I thought she wanted to be solo for a while."

"Well she did," Arabella nodded. "The last few times she has come home they have seen one another. In fact Adora was talking to me the last time about marriage, I think she got he bug from you, your brother, and sister."

"Maybe," Bridget turned away not wanting to think about her horrible marriage to Blaise Zambini. "I am tired now, I think I am going to retire to bed."

"Bridget…" Oliver spoke up.

"Goodnight Aunt Bella," Bridget said walking into the house to leave an upset Oliver Wood on the patio. The patio door slammed behind her and Arabella turned to a crestfallen Oliver.

"Are you alright?"

"Sure," Oliver sighed. "Just love being rejected time after time by the one woman I love and then I have to also know that she still loves me."

"Yes but you know how stubborn our dear Bridget can be."

"I hate how she changes her mind back and forth."

"What are you talking about?"

"Bridget and I slept together last night."

"So I heard…"

"From who?"

"Bridget of course."

"Oh," Oliver nodded. "I should have guessed."

"Merlin!" Bridget's eyes lit up as she turned on her old bedroom's light and she shut the door behind her, "What are you doing here!" She hissed.

"What are you doing here?" Blaise walked towards his wife and slammed her against the bedroom wall, "What the hell are you doing here?"

"My aunt lives here."

"You are my wife and you are to be at home with me."

"You tried to rape me and I don't want to be anywhere near you," Bridget hissed.

"Too bad you married me and now you are mine. My property."

"I am no one's property," Bridget hissed.

Blaise slammed her against the wall again, "You are lucky that I was knocked out when you escaped and when I came to that I realized where you were at."

"Or what?"

"Or I would kill your precious Wood in front of you."

"What are you talking about?" Bridget lied, "He is not even here."

"I heard him downstairs, besides I know that he is always here visiting that filthy werewolf."

"Don't you talk about Remus like that!"

Blaise slammed her into the wall again, "Don't you talk to me like that!"

"Shh!" Bridget's eyes got wide, "Unless you want Remus to find you hear threatening me."

"I don't care about that damned werewolf, now you go downstairs and tell your aunt that you have changed your mind and you won't be staying here after all."

"I will not!"

"Fine," Blaise shrugged as he cracked the door you could hear Arabella scream and Oliver choking. "He will just chock to death," Arabella yelling out incantations to stop Oliver from chocking but was bewildered on why she could not get him to stop him from chocking.

"Fine," Bridget sighed. "You win," and then it hit her. "You have been spying on my aunt all this time…"

"To make sure you hadn't found out some kind of way to manipulate the curse."

"So there is a way?" Bridget's heart began to beat.

"Only with dark magic," Blaise shrugged. " I know how much you are against it and you refuse to do dark magic because it killed your parents. Now go downstairs and tell your aunt you have changed your mind."

"Fine," Bridget hissed as she marched downstairs.

"Bridget dear," Arabella smiled as her youngest niece was back on the front porch with herself and Oliver. The look of Oliver almost brought tears to Bridget's eyes. He was all red in the face, clutching his throat, and his eyes were still watering.

"Are you okay?" Bridget asked to not only surprise herself but Oliver too. She tried to be mean to push him away for his safety.

"Yeah, now I am." Oliver nodded, "I don't know what happened."

"It was so weird," Arabella nodded.

"I decided to go back home," Bridget stated and both Arabella and Oliver were shocked.

"Why dear?" Arabella asked, "You told me…"

"I know what I said," Bridget nodded. "I don't want to be a burden."

"Burden?" Arabella laughed, "Have you seen how big this place is Bridget? You did live here for how many years? The three of you each had your own rooms, also a room for David, Roselyn, and then my master bedroom. I have plenty of room."

"Yes but you have Remus and Roselyn here."

"True," Arabella nodded. "That leaves three empty rooms."

"Adora comes around every once in a while, and I am sure once Remus and Oliver have had drinks you don't let him apparate home."

"That still leaves an extra room…"

"She is afraid of what happened last night will happen again," Oliver spoke up.

"Yes," Bridget didn't totally lie. With Oliver here with Remus and not going home tonight would be total temptation that she was not sure she could resist, especially after what had happened the night before. The other factor was that Blaise was talking about taking Oliver's life and Bridget had been responsible for his kidnapping and being held hostage. She could not be held accountable for his death.

"What about Blaise?" Arabella asked terrified for her niece.

"I can take care of him…"

"How!" Oliver asked.

"He doesn't know about my telekinetics."

"He doesn't!" Oliver and Arabella asked at the same time.

"Why not?" Arabella asked.

"I guess it never came up and I kind of don't want him to know…"

"Why not?" Oliver asked.

Bridget rolled her eyes and turned to her aunt, "I was thinking that if he found out he would tell Autumn. I am pretty sure if they find out that I have a special power that they will start to know that most likely so does Harry, Susan, and Adora."

"Makes since," Arabella nodded.

"I love you," Bridget said going hug her aunt goodbye.

"Floo me when you get home and tomorrow morning."

"Promise."

"Me too," Oliver spoke up.

Bridget walked away without saying a word.

"About time you get back," Blaise said sitting in the darkness of the parlor as Bridget had apparated home.

"Stuff it," Bridget said rolling her eyes and beginning to walk off.

"No," Blaise said throwing her into the door. "You are going to give me what I want, and whatever I want. Whenever I want."

"Fuck off," Bridget said spitting in his face.

"You bitch!" Blaise slapped Bridget across the face and then he flew across the room.

"Damn it!" Blaise screamed, "How the hell does that happen every bloody time I try to touch you. What is wrong with you!"

"Nothing!" Bridget screamed back, "Now leave me alone!"

Bridget ran out of the parlor and locked the bedroom door behind her. She later on heard Blaise banging on the door and screaming for her to open it up.

Bridget threw herself down in her bed, into her pillow and cried herself to sleep.

The next morning, Adora Potter woke up with a smile and rolled over to see her fiancé laying asleep next to her. Adora smiled and kissed his forehead as she got up to take a shower.

"No," Ron said pulling her back into bed. "Don't leave…"

"I'm not," Adora said smiling down on Ron. "I need to take a shower."

"Why?" Ron whined, "I have to leave in a few hours."

"I am coming with you…"

"You are?" Ron asked totally confused, "Aren't you still studying and teaching on the Seer powers? Love, you are the best Seer in a century. Why would you want to stop studying and teaching on your gift?"

"I have been doing this for almost two years now and I know about all I need to know for now. Every once in a while I will need to go to a Wizarding School for a seminar on the Seer power and the true inner eye."

"I can understand that," Ron nodded.

"I seen what I wanted and I have learned all that I wanted to. Now I want to be with you, I want us to be and have a little family."

"That is what I want too…"

"This is why I am going back to London with you."

"We are going to move in together?"

"Not so fast," Adora giggled. "I want to live in my father's old home, your flat is way to small for the both of us."

"That's true," Ron nodded.

"Dad's house is no where near ready for anyone to move in. I haven't kept it up to date since he died, in fact I haven't been there since my father died."

"So what are we going to do?"

"You stay in your flat and I will stay with Bella until my dad's house is ready."

"Aw man, but…"

"You can stop by Bella's house anytime you want to come see me and you know your mother. She is not going to want us living together before we get married…"

"So what?"

"Do you remember how much hell your mother gave Percy and Penelope once they were living together before they got married. Besides I would like to spend sometime with Bella."

"You know Remus is still staying with her?"

"Yes," Adora nodded. "Even though your father passed a law saying that no one could be prejudice against werewolves, doesn't mean there still isn't prejudice people around. Arabella says still no one will hire him, and she told him that he can stay with her as long as she needs."

"You don't think anything is going on with them do you?"

"I don't know?" Adora shrugged, "I think it would kind of be weird but on the other hand I would be happy for her."

"You would?"

"She has been alone and sad since Sirius was murdered."

"But Remus was Sirius's best friend."

"Who would be better to love and take care of her, right? I think they dated as teenagers, but then she got with Sirius."

"So why would you want to be second best?"

Adora rolled her eyes, "They aren't even together as far as I know and you just don't understand.

After an entire month of Bridget ignoring Blaise and avoiding him, he had gone almost made.

"Who in Merlin's name is beating on my door!" Autumn Lewis yelled outraged from her living quarters.

"No idea," Neville yelled from the bathroom.

"Open the door," Autumn ordered a house-elf.

The door slammed the house-elf in the head and it went flying across the room, no one really paid attention and Desi giggled like mad.

"Blaise!" Autumn yelled narrowing her eyes, "You better have a great explanation for barging into my living quarters."

"I do," Blaise bowed down to his queen. "An attack on the Potters."

"Why would I want to attack the Potters now out of no where…"

"Yes," Neville said stepping out of the lavatory. "We have been wanting to attack the Potters for a while now."

"Bridget is not going along with the plan, she won't turn over."

"Bitch," Autumn snarled.

"So what do we do?" Neville asked starting to get antsy.

"Let's attack them," Autumn cackled a cackle very close to how her father had sounded before Harry Potter had killed him.

"When?" Neville asked all excited.

"Tonight," Autumn said with a smile curling up.

"What about Bridget?" Neville asked to get an evil look from Autumn and Blaise.

"Why do you care about his wife?"

"Yes, why do you care about my wife?"

"Well," Neville said trying to figure out what to say. "I thought we were going to get her to move to the Dark side? By attacking her family and not her, by threatening her that should make her move over, right? Because she will believe that if she joins us we will leave her family alone."

"Neville!" Autumn jumped up and hugged her husband, "That is brilliant! Contact the Death Eaters, we are going to war against the Potters!"

There was a knock at the door, "Go away!" Bridget yelled, "I told you that I want nothing to do with you ever again you are horrible, horrible man!"

The lock snapped open and Bridget gasped, "You!"

"Who else would know how to open that lock, hell I taught you that one."

"What are you doing here!"

"Come to see you, what else."

"You shouldn't be here," Bridget said trying to push the person out.

"No," Oliver said taking Bridget into his arms and embracing her like he had done a little over a month ago.

"You…you can't be here," Bridget said backing away from the embrace. "We can not."

"Why?"

"I am married."

"So," Oliver shrugged. "You only married him because you thought I was dead, because he helped capture me. Love me."

"I do," Bridget said with a few tears falling down his face. "We can't do this, it's not right…I'm married."

"To me."

"No," Bridget shook her head. "I am married to Blaise, remember the day that you escaped from Autumn's lair."

"Remember that crazy night that you and I had in Vegas?"

"Yes," Bridget smiled. "How could I forget that night? It was the last time I saw you before I was told that you were dead."

"You remember us getting married there?"

"No we didn't," Bridget shook her head. "It was fake remember…"

"Don't you wish it was for real?"

"Of course I do," Bridget smiled. "But there is no way that those chapels could be legal with how many drunk people there were stumbling down that road."

"That's what we thought that next morning right?" Oliver asked.

"Of course it was and we discussed it that day before you had to go out on that mission that changed our lives forever."

"What if I told you that those wedding chapels were legit?"

"I would say you were crazy."

"No but what if they really were?"

"Then we would be married," Bridget frowned. "But they were not legal."

"Yes they were Bridget," Oliver nodded. "Mum got this after my disappearance, since my address was at her house." Oliver said pulling out a marriage certificate.

"Why didn't she tell me or show me this!" Bridget said taking it out of his hand as tears fell down her face and she looked up at Oliver in a new light. "Why didn't she show me this!"

"She didn't get this until after they said I was dead," Oliver began to explain. "She was afraid that it would upset you even more."

"So…so…"

Oliver smiled ear to ear, "We are married and you aren't married to that bastard!"

"How long have you known?"

"A couple of days, but you won't have anything to do with me. I had to barge in here so you would just speak to me."

Bridget shared the smile that Oliver had just given her, "So…so I am not Blaise's wife?"

"Nope."

"I am not Mrs. Blaise Zambini?"

"Nope," Oliver smiled from ear to ear. "You are Mrs. Oliver Wood."

"That is amazing," Remus watching the fire with Arabella. "I can not believe that Adora and Ron are getting married, you know when I taught them in their third year at Hogwarts I was sure that they would end up together. They already looked like an old married couple like that. I still can't get over that she is Adora."

"I know," Arabella smiled. "From the moment I met Hermione I loved her, then we found out that she was Adora and I was so happy."

"Too bad she didn't get much time with Anthony or Larissa."

"I know," Arabella nodded. "Like Roselyn was robbed of time with Sirius, you know I really worry about her."

"I bet you do."

"She asked me a few months ago where her daddy was because she over heard Breeanna talking about her daddy."

"Lucius!" Remus asked a bit outraged.

"No," Arabella shook her head. "I keep forgetting how much you don't know and how long you were really gone. Sadie and Draco are raising Breeanna as their own, they will tell her the truth before she starts at Hogwarts. So she was talking about Draco as her daddy."

"Oh," Remus nodded. "So what did you tell Roselyn about Sirius?"

"I changed the subject with a snack."

"You know you can not keep avoiding the subject of him with her, she is going want to know about him. She has the right to know what a wonderful man he was and how much he loved her."

"I know," Arabella nodded. "It is still so hard to talk about him. Remus he was the love of my life."

"I know that, but you know Sirius would want you go to on. He wouldn't want you to mourn him for the rest of his life and his daughter know nothing about him.

"I know."

They both looked down at the little two year old tinkering with her toys and looking so happy and content.

"She looks so much like him," Remus brought up.

"I know," Arabella nodded getting a bit chocked up. "It brings me to tears sometimes. She does a lot of things like he did, very mischievous and loves to surprise me to just get a scream out of me."

"Sirius Jr."

"You've got that right," Arabella laughed and Roselyn turned around and gave her mother a questioning look.

"Wha?" Roselyn asked in her baby talk.

"I love you."

"I wuv you too, Mummy." Roselyn gave with a big smile and began to play with her baby again.

"That is Sirius's smile."

"I know," Arabella nodded. "I look at it everyday and sigh, it is the most beautiful smile ever. First it was Sirius's smile, but now it is my precious baby's smile."

"Sirius's hair too…"

"But my eyes," Arabella said with a bit of pride in her voice.

"So she will be telepathic too?"

"Yes and she has already started so show a bit of it."

"Really?" Remus asked amazed.

"She'll get mad at me for laying her down for a nap and I'll hear her saying things to herself and she has no idea that she is sending it to me telepathically, it frustrates me but then it makes me so proud because she is already developing it."

Roselyn turned around and stared at Remus as if she was confused.

"What is she doing?" Remus asked looking as confused as Roselyn did.

"I honestly don't know."

Roselyn got up with her baby in her arms and walked up to Remus and stood right in front of him. She looked up at her mom and then back at Remus.

"What is she doing?" Remus repeated.

"I really don't know."

Roselyn all of a sudden got really excited and squeezed her baby even tighter. Roselyn's eyes got wide and she smiled from ear to ear.

"Baby what is it?" Arabella asked, she wanted to know what Remus did to make Roselyn so happy.

Roselyn pointed to Remus and looked him square in the eye and said, "Daddy!"