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Prewiev: Mirzam is still furious. The family looks for Riddle's diary. Finally Remus gets around and he and Dora get into big trouble which lead them into even bigger trouble. Mirzam gives Oscar winning performance in male role - yes, you read correctly, male role. Sirius finally admits something to Remus because he couldn't keep his mouth shut in presence of most werewolves in UK and Remus is shocked. Mirzam meets with her grandmother again and this time Mirzam wins the match against older woman. The problem with werewolves coninues
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Chapter sixteen: Children of Lycaon.
"Do you know what my name means?" asked Kuma suddenly.
Her question snapped Regulus out of his shocked state after he witnessed Mrs and Mr Verascez running to their car and driving away in unknown, at least to him, direction.
"Hmm," he mumbled.
"Kuma means the dancer. It's a star in Dragon constellation," Kuma said happily as if she didn't witnessed her parents departure. "What means yours?"
"Little king, name given by Copernicus himself. You know that guy which said that the earth is turning around the sun, not the other way around," Regulus replied blankly.
"Gemma means jewel," added Kuma suddenly. "Sadachbia means lucky star of the tents. Almilam means pearl necklace. Aludra means maiden. Spica means…" she paused for a moment before she added, "ear, that one of the corn."
"Oh," Regulus mumbled then he turned to Gemma. "Where do you think they went?" he asked her.
"Judging by their speed I would say that they are going to visit our dear grandmother," Gemma replied. "And something tells me that it is going to be a very long visit. Do you think that your family would mind very much if we stayed for dinner?"
"I don't think they would," Regulus shrugged.
He lead the girls to the kitchen where he prepared all six of them big bowl of strawberry ice-creams and six goblets of chilled pumpkin juice. After the desert Gemma told him that she will go to their house and check upon the workers so he spent rest of the afternoon at keeping close eye on the five Verascez sisters and his two nephews. Neither his mother nor Mirzam nor Sirius were around the house. Finally when the time for supper had come Gemma came back and told them that someone fucked up with the plumbing at their house and they needed to spend the night elsewhere.
"You can spend the night here," he stated immediately as soon as Gemma said that they needed to spend the night elsewhere. "There is enough bedrooms here so you won't be interrupting or anything."
"I don't know," Gemma mumbled. "I don't think that Mimi would be happy about it."
"Mimi might be furious but she is a Ravenclaw and she will prefer your presence here rather than cheap motel somewhere else," Regulus pointed out. "I will show you the rooms you can stay in after I will put Hommy and Remmy to their beds," he added as he pointed at the twins who fell asleep together in their pram.
He quickly put the boys to their crib and came back to the kitchen from where he directed all five girls to the bedrooms on first floor. The triplets wanted to stay together in one room so he left them there. Kuma was happy with a room on her own. Sadie decided to spend the night with Gemma and Gemma agreed to spend the night with her.
After he check up on all kids he went downstairs and sat down at the stairs to the garden with a heavy sigh. Today was quite busy day.
Pollux glanced at Mirzam who was nursing second cup of Calming Potion which Melania handed to her. Of course after that disastrous meeting in the park Pollux informed the rest of the family about new development so when Sirius, Mirzam, Wally and Orion apparated over to the house at Park Road everybody present were prepared for the discussion, more or less.
"Shit talking," Mirzam snorted angrily when Walburga finished the story which Mrs Verascez told to her. "I bet you that they were happy to get rid of me. I don't get why in the name of all things magical I missed them."
"They are your family," Cassiopeia stated, she abandoned her paperwork to get there. "They are your blood."
"They are people who are responsible for my existence," Mirzam snorted. "If they really were my family they would at least inform me that they were moving out to France. Hell, they didn't even need to pull me out from Hogwarts. All they had to do was giving me their address in France and sending me money for a plane to Paris, but what I got? Abusive bitch on one end and orphanage on the other."
"They were scared," Melania pointed out.
"Yeah, sure," Mirzam muttered. "I was scared. I spent first three weeks after the funeral at pondering if my grandmother would kill me if I came back to her house for the holidays."
"I'm with Mirzam on this one. This whole situation could be dealt with differently and it would be better for all parties involved if it did," Sirius sighed.
"So what you are going to do now, Mirzam?" asked Arcturus calmly.
"Ignore my parents," Mirzam replied shortly. "The girls aren't to blame so they can be around if they want to but I don't want my parents to come within twenty feet next to me. If they want to visit you," she turned to Wally and Orion, "then I'm not around and neither are the twins. Simple."
"Mimi," Wally sighed.
"I don't want to talk about it anymore," Mirzam growled. "It was much more simple when I thought that they were dead. Now I will have to be careful every time I go out to not run into them."
"Mirzam," Lucretia whispered. "They are from the same blood."
"Blood isn't everything," Mirzam snorted. "Wasn't for them and won't be for me. They made their choice, I made mine. They lost the daughter named Mirzam when they chose to abandon me. My family is here," she pointed at the floor, "here in this room and at 12 Grimmauld Place. End of story."
"I'm happy that you think so highly about us," Pollux sighed. "But you should really approach your parents about it," he paused and added quickly seeing that Mirzam was about to go into another round of growling, "when you are calm. As for the truth part, I'm sure that Severus would be more than happy to give you a bottle of Veritaserum for questioning," he pointed at Orion's son who was standing silently in the corner.
"Granted," Severus nodded. "I can even scare the living daylight out of them on your behalf if you want me to."
"What I want now is to destroy something," Mirzam snorted. "Preferably someone's head. Speaking about it, Sior we have a night duty ahead and we really should get a nap before going."
"You can take guest room if you want," Melania said quickly. "That one at the end of the left side of the corridor on second floor is clean."
"Thank you," Mirzam mumbled.
"Don't let them get you," Arcturus said firmly.
"I won't," Mirzam said quickly.
After that statement Sirius and Mirzam quickly left the room but Wally, Orion and Severus remained in the room.
"So what now?" asked Hermes Lupin suddenly.
"I suggest taking the suggestion from Mirzam," said Pollux. "If you get what I mean, Lupin."
"Indeed," Severus muttered. "You are sure that Narcissa is at her father's place?" he asked.
"Yep," Melania nodded.
"Then we should get going," said Walburga. "Mum, we will talk to you tomorrow. Make sure that Sirius and Mirzam leave the house after eating something."
After that Pollux, Archie, Wally, Ori, Severus and Lupin apparated to Malfoy Manor. They really needed to find the diary and since Narcissa's memory of the diary was whipped clean they had to look for it when Cissy wasn't around. Thankfully she was supposed to visit her father today and possibly spend the night.
Pollux glared at the shelves in front of him and with a heavy sigh he started checking the books.
Remus Lupin opened his eyes slowly and saw a pair of orange eyes staring at him intently.
"Jesus Christ, Dora," he mumbled the first name which came to his mind.
After all only Dora would chose to have orange eyes, Mirzam preferred her own eyes.
"Hey Moony," Dora smiled at him. "I'm sorry for scaring you."
"You didn't scared me, Dora, just surprised me," he mumbled and he sat up on the couch. "Do your parents know that you are here?" he asked after a moment when he realised that Andromeda or Ted weren't around.
"I told them that I promised Gabby that I will spend the night at her place. They let me leave the Tonks family gathering," Dora replied quietly. "It was too noisy," she added after she sat down next to him. "Moony?"
"Hmm?" he mumbled and rubbed his eyes.
"How bad is it?" she asked tentatively. "Being a werewolf, I mean."
That tentative tone reminded him that she was bitten two weeks ago and just had her first transformation ahead. It was obvious that she was scared.
"The first transformation is always bad," he sighed. "But you will have Wolfsbane Potion and after transforming you will be fine," he gave her small smile. "You will keep your mind and you may sleep till the moon sets."
"I'm scared," she admitted quietly and looked at him with her big, now blue, eyes. "Are you scared?"
"I used to be scared," he admitted and let her scoot closer to him. "But now I have Wolfsbane Potion and even if something with the potion goes wrong I know that Sirius and Mirzam will keep me and little Remmy company in their Animagi forms and that the room I transform is heavily warded against me getting out. It's easier when you aren't alone."
"What about Hogwarts?" Dora asked suddenly. "Mum told me that Mirzam is going to do everything in her power to let us attend Hogwarts but I'm scared…"
"That you won't make friends?" he asked her gently. "I was scared too but then I meet James and Sirius and they were very supportive friends. They became Animagi for me and it was dangerous and stupid because they done it without the guidance but…" he paused. "They were like brothers I never had and I know that even now, when he has a family of his own, if I will need help Sirius will come and help me. We drifted apart, a bit, during the war and even now, when I spend so much time with my father, I know that we are still friends and that there isn't a thing in the world which would change it," he gave her small smile.
"He is a good friend," Dora said quietly. "Mirzam too. Regulus is a bit secretive and Sev is a bit scary but they are all great anyway."
"Yeah, Severus can be scary," Remus chuckled. "But he is a good person at heart. So is Regulus. They sacrificed a lot during the war and some scars are too deep to be healed completely, Dora."
"What about love?" asked Dora suddenly. "You know, a girlfriend. Did you had one?"
"I used to date few girls when I was at Hogwarts," Remus sighed. "But I never let our relationships became too serious. That's a downside of being a werewolf Dora. I was scared of what they would do if they found out about my condition. Then again being in relationship, serious relationship, means that you take responsibility for someone and I couldn't live with the fact that maybe I would hurt, even unintentionally someone I love. Same with children, there is very big chance that a child who has a werewolf for a parent might be a werewolf too and I can't imagine living with knowledge that I transpired my condition to a innocent child," he looked away from her and stared at the window.
"But you said that there was a potion," Dora said quietly.
"The potion helps during the transformation, Dora. It won't change the fact that some people are going to look at you with disgust or that you won't be able to find a job. It's hard, very hard," he mumbled. "But as long as you have people who love you and whom you love around you it's a bit easier. I know that Sirius comes with almost ridiculous reasons to bring me food or new clothes. His mother isn't better, every single time I visited them I came back home with at least week-worth supply of food. It's endearing but it makes me tad uncomfortable to live on their hospitality, I wish that I could find a job on my own and keep it."
"I always wanted to be an Auror," Dora admitted. "But now I'm not sure anymore. Hey, what if we started a Muggle bookstore somewhere?"
"You still have school to finish, Dora," Remus chuckled. "But the idea is brilliant."
"Do you think that we can go for a walk, Remus? The weather is very nice," asked Dora curiously.
"Did your parents ever took you to the beach?" he asked curiously.
Dora shook her head quickly.
"Then let's go," Remus smiled at her and he quickly stood up.
He took her to a small secluded beach where they spent next three hours at building the castles from the sand. When Remus told her that they had to come back to his house from where she could come back to her parents place Dora managed to talk him into watching the sunset so after three minutes of protests from his part they sat down on the beach and watched the sunset together.
"It was beautiful," Dora sighed contently when the sun set over the horizon.
"Yeah, but we need to come back now," Remus sighed as he stood up and extended his hand to help Dora.
He cast warming charm on his jacket and give it to Dora to keep her warm since she was wearing thin dress with short sleeves. They were walking in silence which didn't seemed to belong to uncomfortable kind and he was smiling to himself. Today was a good day, Dora was excellent companion and very easy to talk to. They managed to climb on the top of the cliff from which the path was leading to his house when he suddenly heard muffled scream.
"Moony!"
He whirled around and saw her disappearing in a hole in the ground. He reached to his pocket for his wand and to his utmost horror he realised that his wand was in the jacket he gave to Dora. He glanced down into the hole. It was quite wide to fit a grown man and seemed very deep.
He quickly sat down on the edge of it and carefully slid inside it. Using his hands and legs as leverage he kept sliding down the tunnel for something which seemed like ages. Finally he caught the scent of salty air, that meant that he was back to sea level. Gently he slid down next two feet and fell out from the tunnel on the stones bellow.
"Ouch," he mumbled after he landed hard on his bum.
He quickly examined the cave and saw that Dora was nowhere to be seen and that the cave had two exist. One lead to open sea and the other seemed to be leading farther to the land. He quickly ran in the first direction and barely managed to not fall down the small rock into the sea. He looked around and saw that Dora wasn't here either.
Hoping desperately that she didn't fell into the sea he came back to examine the other tunnel. For three minutes long walk the tunnel was quite slim and then it widened into another cave. But something about this cave didn't felt right, it was too bright to be just a normal cave. As silently as he could he made next five steps and came around the rock and saw small fire in the middle of the cave, next to the fire whimpering silently, was lying Dora.
He ran out from his hiding place and immediately was at her side. He didn't even managed to ask her what had happened when he heard cold voice from behind, "Looking for this wolfie?"
He whirled around and saw big, rangy man with matted grey hair and whiskers. In his filthy hands with long yellowish nails he was holding Remus's wand.
"How fitting," the man chuckled, it reminded Remus Sirius's bark-like laugh, but Sirius's laugh was jovial, this laugh was cold and cruel. "Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks. My first and my latest creation. Werewolves, my kids, my kin. My…"
"Avada Kedavra!" two voices yelled in unison and the spell hit the man in the back.
The man fell to the ground, face first, Remus's wand fell from his hand and rolled away. Remus looked in the direction from which the spell had come and saw two cloaked figures next to the rock from behind which he came out just a moment ago.
Both figures lowered their hoods and Remus gasped when he saw who they were. The figure on the left was Mirzam but she didn't looked like smiling and compassionate Mimi he knew, she was furious, her already thin lips were barely visible and her usually kind violet eyes were shining with rage. Next to her was standing Sirius whose expression was the one of utmost disgust. Their eyes were fixed on the prone body on the floor of the cave.
"I will take care of him, Mimi," Sirius said suddenly. "Remus is yours."
'What?' Remus thought frantically.
Sirius approached the body and crouched next to the man's head. His right hand touched the man's head and swiftly pulled a handful of hair from the man's head. He brought his left hand closer, it was holding a vial and when Sirius uncorked it Remus smelt Polyjuice Potion. Sirius dropped the hairs into the vial and corked it.
Remus was so absorbed by watching Sirius that he completely didn't paid attention to Mirzam. He realised that she was still here when he felt someone's hand tugging his own hair.
"Ouch," he mumbled. "What was that for?" he asked as he turned to face her.
Mirzam shrugged her shoulders and simply dropped his hairs into the vial with another Polyjuice Potion. Then she crouched next to Dora and asked, "Where does it hurts Dora?"
"My left ankle," Dora whimpered.
Mirzam pulled out her wand and she tapped Dora's ankle with it before she whispered, "Twisted. But easily fixed. Clarum."
"What the hell are you doing?" Remus turned back to Sirius who was holding a small bone and was glaring at it with utmost disgust.
"Same old thing, Moony, same old thing. Saving the world," Sirius mumbled and he pocketed the bone. "Take Dora to your house and don't you dare leaving it before one of us will come back."
"No," Remus growled. "I don't know what you are doing but I will rather die before I will let you walk into certain death and it seems to me that it is your plan."
"He can be useful, Sirius. Dora too. As long as they are under Disillusion, Scent Removing and Silencing Charms. We could have them as a distraction if the things get out of the hand," Mirzam said suddenly.
"Droma will kill us," Sirius muttered. "But then again… you are right. Moony, Dora, we will take you with us but you will have to obey everything we say. If we tell you to run out from there then you run out of that place as if the hell itself was chasing upon you. Understood?"
"Just tell me what you are doing, please," Remus asked pleadingly.
"Solving the case," Sirius replied shortly and he waved his wand at his Auror robes which changed into the robe which corpse had on himself.
Remus looked at Mirzam who transfigured her robe into the clothes akin to the ones Remus had on himself.
"Fifty feet away from the cave, remember Mimi," Sirius said solemnly. "You will be bound so be very careful with what you are going to say."
"Don't worry, I will," Mirzam gave him small smile. "Let's cause some troubles in the paradise."
"After you, my dear," Sirius snickered.
Mirzam lead them out of the cave through the tunnel which was going in the direction of the sea then up the narrow path which lead up to the top of the cliffs. Suddenly when they were about fifty feet away from the top of the cliff she stopped and so did Sirius. Then they pulled up their vials and hooked their right arms against the other as they brought the vials to their lips.
"Bottoms up," Sirius muttered grimly.
"Cheers," Mirzam snorted.
They took a big gulp each and Remus watched with bewilderment their transformation. Sirius transformed into the man he and Mirzam killed few minutes ago and Mirzam transformed into Remus himself. When the transformation was complete Mirzam tapped her wand on him and Dora.
"You are going after us. When we reach the cave hide close to the entrance and until one of us orders you to do something don't you even think about leaving it," Sirius barked. "Mimi, hide your wand in your right sleeve before I bound you."
Mirzam did what Sirius told her and presented her hands to him. Sirius bound her hands on the wrists and laid his big hand on hers shoulders as he directed her into the entrance to the cave.
Remus gripped Dora's right hand with his left tightly and he followed Sirius cautiously.
They lead them through another tunnel for about two minutes when Remus saw that the tunnel widened and he caught the glimpse of the fire dancing on the walls. Sirius stopped in the entrance and pointed with his free hand on the floor as if he wanted to say, 'Stay here.'
Sirius pushed Mirzam forward and she stumbled but didn't fell to the ground. Remus, with his hand still gripping Dora's, made few tentative footsteps.
The cave in which they found themselves looked like a stone chamber. From the right side, down to the bottom of the cave were stone stairs and on the left side was something which resembled a railing. Remus quickly pulled Dora into the space between the entrance and the railing and looked down.
In the room were about two hundred and something people. Their robes looked like they seen better days. Most of them seemed frightened except then six people who were standing near the small hole filled with water, these people seemed happy.
"I see that you brought your spawn, Fernir," said one of the man who was looking in the direction of the stairs, in the direction from which polyjuiced Sirius and Mirzam was coming.
"He is here," Sirius said and he pushed Mirzam closer to the fire. "Caused some troubles but wasn't quick enough to escape Binding Charm."
"Remus Lupin?" asked the same man who asked previous question. "Fernir's first creation."
"Malcolm Durke?" Mirzam growled angrily. "The idiot who came with the idea of attacking poor children. Yeah, Fernir told me about you, you filthy rabid beast."
The man barked with laugh, it was the same cold and cruel laugh Remus heard in the cave where he found Dora, "You are the one to talk, Lupin."
"I'm a human," Mirzam snarled. "I'm a human who once or twice a month changes into raving cruel beast because Mr Gabe Greyback forgot to put a condom on his prick."
Sirius's big hand slapped Mirzam across the head which made her look at him and snarl, "What Greyback? I was only telling the truth."
"You won't speak about my father like that again, puppy," Sirius growled dangerously.
"Watch who you are calling puppy, you filthy beta," Mirzam snarled and Remus heard loud gasps around the room. "What? You didn't knew that poor little Fernir Greyback is a beta? Oh my?" she asked dramatically. "What a shame Greyback? Utter humiliation, isn't it? Big, bad, scary wolfie doesn't have balls to be the leader…"
"Shut up!" Sirius bellowed at her but before he could hit her again he was blasted across the room and he fell into the water filled hole.
Mirzam's bounds disappeared and her hands were free again. In her right hand she was holding her wand, she slowly turned in her place, her eyes slid on the people who were in the chamber.
"Pitiful," she snorted. "Weak, pitiful, pathetic, disgusting…" she hung her voice for a moment and then she bellowed, "Look at you! No wonder that wizarding society denies you your rights."
"We aren't weak!" bellowed Durke angrily. "We are strong. Wizarding World fears us, kid and they we fear us even more after 6th June!"
"I can also add stupid," Mirzam snorted sarcastically. "You are an idiot Durke if you think that Wizarding World is afraid of you. You took them by surprise on the last full moon but on 6th June they will be prepared. Do you think that Ministry of Magic isn't prepared for next full moon? I assure you that they are prepared, very prepared. You thought that the attack would help you in gaining the rights we do deserve to have? You were wrong, Durke. You doomed us all. They will come after us and kill us… One. By. One. This way they would get rid of their problems with us."
"But what else we can do?" asked tearfully an old woman who was standing fifty feet away from Mirzam. "We have nothing. No job. No money. We are a danger to our families."
"We are powerful!" bellowed the man who was standing on Durke's left side. "Don't listen to that liar!"
"Have you ever bitten anyone?" asked Mirzam after she shoot the offender a very nasty glare. "On purpose or by accident? Do you wanted to transfer you condition on innocent people? Do you wanted to be werewolves?" she bellowed. "I didn't!" she snarled. "I didn't asked to be a werewolf but a crazy fucker decided for me and here I am… if it wasn't for my friends… humans," she deliberately paused and hung her voice, "I would never make it until this point. I would never finish my education. I wouldn't live if it wasn't for humans."
"You are filthy traitor of your own kin," snarled Durke.
"I'm not!" Mirzam bellowed. "A traitor would betray the trust his friends put on him when they allowed him to transform during the full moon in their house. A traitor will chuck out the potion which lets him keep his mind during the transformation. I'm a human," she snarled, "so are you. You are humans who grow fur once or twice a month but for the remaining time you. Are. Humans! Do you asked someone to bite you?" she paused and waited for an answer which didn't came. "Do you wanted to live a pathetic excuse of life?"
"No," came collective answer.
"Then who is to blame for your condition?" Mirzam snarled. "There are three. Your own lack of caution or temporary stupidity. Then an accident. And the final one, you were bitten on purpose. How many of you had to suffer because some crazy fucker decided to bite you?!"
"He bit me!" bellowed a man who looked like he was in his late forties and he pointed his hand on Durke. "On purpose. He told me that!"
"Me too. Me too," murmured about fifty other werewolves.
"Lagen bit me. On the purpose too," yelled another werewolf and the man who was standing on Durke's left side cringed.
"Same there," muttered another group of people.
"Fernir Greyback!" yelled someone else and Greback's name was repeated quickly by another group of people.
"Hawthorn!" yelled others.
"Sattle!" came from another group.
"Ravensworthy. Jervis. Nothel!" yelled another group of people.
"Mirzam Verascez killed Ravensworthy!" yelled someone else.
"In self defence!" Mirzam called quickly.
"What we are waiting for?" asked someone else.
The crowd started moving in the direction of the six which was standing by the water hole.
"No. Wait," mumbled Durke.
It was pointless. The crowd moved past Mirzam and they lunged at six men. Mirzam didn't even flinched and Remus barely remembered that Dora was with him and tried to cover her eyes with his hands but Dora gripped his hands and pulled them down. The blood curling screams filled the air and the scent of blood became stronger. Remus watched the slaughter with transfixion, part of him wanted to stop it but better part of him didn't.
"Moony you idiot," Sirius called out suddenly, his voice was coming from below and Remus glanced quickly at him.
Sirius in his normal form was standing few stairs above the crowd.
"Why am I idiot, Padfoot?" Mirzam asked daringly.
"Going alone like that," Sirius huffed angrily. "You could have been hurt."
Mirzam rolled her eyes at that and many heads turned away from the victims in Sirius's direction.
"That's Sirius Black!" someone called.
"My friend!" Mirzam called out and quickly turned her head in the direction of the crowd so Remus couldn't see the look on her face. "He will do no harm and he will receive no harm."
"Granted," Sirius said simply. "The case is solved. The guilty are punished and that leaves me with making sure that the press and the public in general are aware of it."
"What you are doing here?" asked an old man from the first row who was standing behind Mirzam.
"Making sure that my friend doesn't do anything stupid, like getting himself killed," Sirius said quickly.
"Concern noted and appreciated though I don't like the idea of you getting here on your own like that. Mirzam is going to kill me if something happens to you," Mirzam snorted.
"Mirzam is sending her best regards and wants me to remind you to come to us tomorrow for dinner," Sirius replied simply.
"Then send your wife my best regards and tell her that I will gladly have the dinner with your family, Sirius," Mirzam replied.
"Doesn't she hates werewolves?" asked a woman who looked like she was in her forties.
"Not all of them," Sirius replied with a shrug. "Just the likes of Greyback, Sattle, Nothel, Jervis, Durke, Lagen, Ravensworthy… you know psychotic kind. She killed Ravensworthy in self-defence though. It was either his life or hers. He attacked first."
"How she is recovering after the attack?" Mirzam asked.
"Quite well," Sirius replied. "The scars are getting smaller and she finally abandoned overcooking the meat. She is a semi, you know, same as me."
What the fuck Sirius meant? Remus was sure that he didn't bit him. To what the fuck this idiot was referring too?
"You are a semi? You and your wife?" asked the same old woman who asked earlier what they could do.
"Yep," Sirius nodded. "Do you have magical children amongst you?" he changed the subject quickly.
"Why are you asking Mr Black?" asked middle aged woman.
"If they are either eleven or younger my wife can ensure that they are enrolled to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wiazardry. There is no need to worry about their books or clothes or any stuff which they are going to need, the matter will be taken care of by the Board of Governors as long as any children who are werewolves express they wish to attend Hogwarts," Sirius replied. "So, do you have children who suffer the same condition as you?"
"My Karen," said young woman. "She is six years old.
"My Henry, he is eight," added young man.
"My Betty, she turned eleven in April," added another woman.
"My Hannah is eleven too," added another man.
"Patrick, he is five," added someone else.
"Felix, he is four," added another person.
"Is that all?" Sirius asked quickly.
"Holly and Hammond," said one woman tentatively. "They are twelve."
"That will be easily fixed," Sirius assured the woman. "Anyone else?"
No one said a word.
"Fine," Sirius sighed. "You will leave your name and exact address with Remus. He will pass them to me and my wife and we will make sure that your children will receive proper education along the first eight kids who survived the attack from last month."
"What happens now?" asked one blonde haired man.
"Nothing," Sirius said. "I didn't see anything."
"But you saw us!" called the blonde man.
"I did, but it's between you, me and Remus. Officially I wasn't here," Sirius said simply. "I will come back here, later, when you will be back to your respective houses and I will discover seven corpses of the people who were behind last month's attacks. But you need to be careful yourselves. People are going to watch you, especially shortly before full moon. People are afraid and they will do everything to save their beloved ones, they won't hesitate to kill you."
"Mirzam and Madam Bones ensured that any information which might come from Werewolf Registry about your locations, your families are going to restricted from general public and only few people who are working there are having the access to the information and they swore an oath to not reveal the information to anyone who wasn't approved by Madam Bones herself," said Mirzam firmly.
"If people will start to cause you troubles don't be afraid to come to 12 Grimmauld Place in London. The door will be always open for you and there will be always someone who will hear you out and help you as much as possible," said Sirius. "Don't hesitate to ask for help there."
"Why you are doing it Mr Black?" asked the same old woman who asked him if he and Mirzam were semi.
"Because my family has enough money and power to meddle with unfair rights," Sirius replied calmly and then he added quietly, "Because my son was bitten by a Muggle werewolf and my best friend is a werewolf. Because I'm an Auror and I swore to protect these who can't protect themselves, to help innocents and that's what I do. Because I see flaws in the system and I know that it must be fixed."
"You, my dear friend need a drink," Mirzam said sympathetically. "A big one on that. Come I have a bottle of oak mead hidden somewhere."
"You have no idea how much I need it," Sirius sighed. "I bit more than I could swallow, Moony."
"I told you to wait few weeks before returning to your job," Mirzam pointed out. "But you stubbornly stated that you are ready."
"Do you wish I wasn't?" Sirius asked quickly.
"No," Mirzam replied as she approached him. "Come my friend. You will get a drink and a nap before you will come back here and close the case."
"Thanks Moony," Sirius smiled.
"You're welcome," Mirzam replied.
"That's official," Remus muttered as he passed the goblet full of oak mead to Mirzam, "you are mad, both of you. What do you think that you will achieve with it?" he huffed and he sat down on the couch next to Dora.
"Trust," Mirzam replied simply. "Only this way we can fix some things and only these way we can make sure that innocent people won't get hurt."
"What about that semi stuff?" Remus demanded.
Mirzam sighed, from the moment Remus stated that he was coming with them that discussion was hanging in the air. She pulled down the collar of her turtleneck and cocked her head to the right side letting Remus see the scares on left side of her throat, they were more visible here.
"That's a scratch of werewolf nails," she said calmly. "Plus a small bite of the teeth. Ravensworthy wasn't fully transformed werewolf when he attacked me, it was after the full moon. But the virus managed to pass."
"She won't be a werewolf," Sirius said suddenly. "I'm not and I seriously doubt that Mirzam will be a werewolf."
"What you mean?" asked Remus tentatively.
Sirius pulled up the left leg and pointed at barely visible from this distance scars before he said, "First full moon after Shrieking Shack incident. You were alone. I knew that you needed help so I came there and … you … I don't have a bloody clue how it happened … but you bit me, after the full moon. I was worried sick that perhaps I was a werewolf too but beside developing appetite for rare meat and extreme overprotection on these I cared for nothing happened. That condition is called semi-lycanthropism, the virus affects the behaviour and eating habits of its victims, no transformation involved so start breathing Moony, I'm not a werewolf."
Remus gasped which proved that he was holding his breath and he asked quietly, "Why you didn't told me?"
"There was no need too," Sirius shrugged. "I know you better than anyone else, Moony. I knew that if I told you that you will be feeling guilty and will keep apologising me until you actually turned blue. I don't hold it against you, rare meat is actually better than overcooked one and I was ALWAYS overprotective of the ones I loved and cared for," Sirius pointed out.
"You knew it?" Remus turned to face Mirzam.
"Since I recovered from the attack," said blankly. "He told me what I may experience. He was right of course, I act like an overprotective bitch and rare steaks are great."
"I didn't told you that you act as overprotective bitch," Sirius said defensively.
"No, you didn't," Mirzam snickered. "I KNOW that I'm acting like overprotective bitch. I was always overprotective, that's why I'm an Auror, but that attack brought that overprotection to a new dimension. Plus I was quite a bitch lately."
"Pity that I can't become an Auror now," Dora sighed sleepily.
"Actually it isn't stupid idea," Sirius mumbled. "I will need to see Madam Bones about it. A werewolf trained as an Auror will be great improvement for safety measures."
"General public won't agree with you, Padfoot," Remus muttered.
"Fuck general public, Moony," Sirius snorted.
Regulus didn't slept last night, he didn't even went to his room to try. Sure, he was tired but his senses were on full alert and he really wanted to know why no one come back home yet. Sirius and Mirzam he could understand but his parents… nope.
He entered the kitchen with one thought on his mind, nice, big mug of strong, sweet black coffee and he was surprised to find Gemma Verascez at the stove.
"Good morning," she smiled at him. "Slept well?"
"Morning," he mumbled and then he added sheepishly, "It should be other way around, Gemma."
"The girls are going to wake up in a matter of fifteen minutes," Gemma replied simply. "Plus I needed coffee, I made a kettle. I hope that you like strong and sweet black coffee because I used the rest of the milk on the pancakes."
"It's great," he smiled at her. "Tomatoes?" he asked curiously.
"Great when they are a sauce," Gemma replied. "But otherwise…" she grimaced.
"Not so great," Regulus finished for her.
"Yeah," Gemma nodded. "What about spinach?"
"Puree with garlic and cream. You?" Regulus asked.
"The same. Steak, grilled or boiled?" Gemma asked.
"Grilled and well-done especially with baked potatoes and crispy onion. You and fungi?" Regulus asked.
"Well-done grilled steak with French fries and crispy onion. Fried fungi of any kind. Chicken?" Gemma asked.
"Grilled. Porridge?" Regulus asked.
"Grilled chicken. Porridge, yuck," Gemma grimaced.
"Same there. Pancakes?"
"Of any kind. Italian or Chinese?"
"Italian. You?"
"Italian. Tea?"
"Sweet with lemon. You?"
"Sweet with lemon if its black. Normally green with lemon."
"Corn, normal, boiled or popcorn?"
"Normal and boiled. Cucumbers, fresh or pickles?"
"Pickles."
"Same there."
"Pancakes?"
"Of any kind but especially with chocolate sauce on top."
"Gemma stop flirting," Kuma called from the doorway. "Did you checked on mum and dad?"
"I did. Still not there and I don't flirt," Gemma replied sharply. "Where are your sisters?"
"I helped Sadie dress up, she went to the twins," Kuma replied.
Twins, bugger. He forgot about them.
"Excuse me for a moment," he mumbled and he ran out from the kitchen
He barely made it to the top of the kitchen stairs when he saw other four girls with his nephews walking down the stairs. Each girl was holding one hand of the twins as they were walking down. It was so totally… cute for the lack of better word.
'Where are they?' Regulus thought frantically as he glanced at the door. 'They should be back by now.'
In the same moment he realised that his family should be here now he heard several cracks of apportation. His mother, father, older brother, both grandfathers and Mr Lupin were standing in the hall. All of them looked like they didn't slept the night. They didn't even managed to greet Regulus when he heard another two cracks of apportation. This time it were Droma and Ted.
"Did you saw Dora somewhere?" asked Andromeda frantically.
"Nope," his father replied.
"She wasn't here either," Regulus replied.
"She told us that she was going to spend the night at her friend's house. She wasn't there and she wasn't home either. We already checked up with Aunt Lucy and Aunt Cassie, she wasn't there either," Andromeda mumbled.
"Did she looked pensive when she was with you at Ted's family place?" asked Regulus's father pensively.
"A bit," Ted replied.
"Did you checked up on Remus Lupin?" his father asked.
"Why she would want to go to him?" Andromeda asked tentatively.
"He is a werewolf, Droma. Dora is a werewolf. Remmy and Draco are werewolves too but Remus is the only werewolf who has any experience with transformations. She might go to him, if I were her I would anyway," his father said
"She isn't there," said Mr Lupin. "I apparated home but Remus was gone, the house was empty."
Suddenly the door opened and Remus Lupin slipped inside.
"Morning," he mumbled. "Is…" his gaze fell on Andromeda and Ted and he turned to someone who was outside with him and said, "They are here, Dora."
The door opened fully and Dora ran into Andromeda's arms happily with a yell, "Hey mum!"
"Where have you been?" Andromeda asked, she sounded relieved.
"With Remus, then Sirius and Mirzam came along and … I'm not allowed to tell more until they say so," Dora mumbled nervously.
"Where are they?" Andromeda asked sternly.
"Outside, talking to a policeman," Dora replied quickly.
"Why?" Regulus's father asked.
"No…" started Remus but he didn't finished because Sirius and Mirzam walked into the hall.
"Bugger," Mirzam muttered grimly.
"What happened?" asked Regulus's mother.
"We need to go to the hospital at Lisson Grove," she muttered. "And by we, I mean me and my sisters."
"What happened?" asked Gemma suddenly from behind Regulus's back.
"There was a car accident at Circus Road," Mirzam said grimly. "Mother and father are seriously wounded."
Verascez girls gasped in shock.
"That's not everything," Sirius added grimly.
"The car which pushed their car under the truck belonged to our dear old grandma," Mirzam added grimly. "She and grandfather are in the hospital too."
"That bitch," Gemma mumbled.
Mirzam secured her hold on Sadachbia as she followed doctor Faning to one of the rooms on Intensive Care Ward. Sirius who was walking next to her had Almilam and Aludra propped on his hips. Gemma who was walking two steps behind them, was holding Spica on her hip and Kuma's hand.
Suddenly doctor Faning stopped in front of one of the rooms and asked, "Are you sure that you want the girls to hear it out, Mrs Black?"
"Yes," Mirzam snapped at the doctor. "They were their parents too."
The doctor nodded as he opened the door and motioned at them to come inside. Once they were in he motioned at the couch. Gemma sat down on the left end with Kuma on her right and Spica on her knees. Mirzam sat down next to Kuma with Sadachbia on her knees. Sirius sat down on her right with Aludra on his knees and Almilam on his right.
Doctor Faning looked down at them grimly before he sighed and sat down on the chair. Mirzam knew that look on Healers and doctors. It didn't meant anything good.
"How bad is it?" she asked quietly.
"Your mother is stable," sighed the doctor, "but while we managed to stabilise her heart for twenty minutes her brain was denied the oxygen. We already made the tests, her brain…" he paused.
"Is dead," Mirzam finished for him. "She is a vegetable."
"Yes," Faning mumbled.
"Then nothing will help her," Mirzam mumbled. "Do you want me to sign the papers for transplantation, doctor Faning?"
"I…" doctor mumbled.
"Mirzam is right," Gemma mumbled. "In this state she is practically dead but her organs could help the others. I know that she would want it. What about father?"
"Mr Verascez is still alive. We had to removed his spleen and perform the surgery on the brain because of the bleeding but our neurologist thinks that if he wakes up from the coma in a matter of next six hours he will make it," Faning replied. "But at this point we can't warrant anything, the swelling on the brain must lessen before we can say for sure. There is also a matter of Mrs and Mr Roberts."
Mirzam grimaced and snorted, "Vegetables?"
"Mr Roberts is cardiology, undergoing through heart transplantation because his own heart was damaged," said Faning. "Mrs Roberts … her legs were so damaged that we had to amputate both, below the knee and she lost her left eye. She should be waking up now. You can visit her, she is in the room 312 on the end of the corridor."
It took all her willpower to hold back the snort. Her mother was practically dead and her father might be as good as dead but the bitch had lived.
"Maybe later," Mirzam muttered. "Now, let me sign the documents doctor Faning."
"I will come back in a moment," said Faning and he stood up.
As soon as he left the room Kuma asked tentatively, "What will happen now?"
Mirzam sighed. There was a possibility that the bitch would want the girls to live with her but hell will sooner freeze over before she will allow her sisters to end under their grandmother's care. Their father's state didn't sounded very well either, Faning sounded like he didn't wanted to leave them too much hope. There was only one way.
She looked at Sirius who gave her small nod and small smile.
"You will live with us. That's the only possibility," she said firmly. "Gemma, in Muggle world you are still under age and no reasonable judge will give the custody to Benedicta Roberts. Hell will sooner freeze over before I will let her get you anyway."
"But what about your family?" asked Almilam tentatively, her head was turned to Sirius.
"They will welcome you with open arms," Sirius smiled at her. "I'm sure that no one will protest if you move to 12 Grimmauld Place. We can rent your parents house to someone and from the rent you will get your allowance as well as scholarship no matter if you are going to be witches or not."
"You mean it?" asked Gemma tentatively. "I mean, you weren't very happy…"
"I had issues with our parents, Gimmy," Mirzam looked at her. "Not you and I know that both mum and dad would feel relieved if her mother didn't get the rights to raising you."
"You are going to visit her, aren't you?" asked Gemma. "Our grandmother," the word grandmother was said as it was poisonous.
"And tell her that she killed her daughter and that she will never see her granddaughters again as long as I can breath," Mirzam said solemnly. "Do you think that I made right choice, with transplantation?"
"Mum always said that if it was possible she would want to help the others, even if she was dead," Kuma said quietly. "That this way, a part of her would be living in someone else."
"You made a good choice, Mimi," Gemma squeezed Mirzam's shoulder.
As soon as she signed the papers for transplanting her mother's organs they went to say their goodbyes to her. After Gemma and Sirius took the girls out from the room Mirzam sat down on the bed and looked down at her mother.
"It's not fair, you know," she mumbled. "I'm supposed to be pissed off at you. We are supposed to be fighting, quarrelling, begging for each other forgiveness, throwing plates and china around … Not here, not this. You were supposed to stay around, annoy me with your advises, baby-sit the boys, asking me to baby-sit the girls. Talk me into helping them in acclimating in wizarding world…"
She paused and pulled a lose stray behind her ear before she continued, "You were trying to protect me … you didn't had a way of knowing how bad it was but I promise you the day your daughters are going to end under the care of your mother will be the same day when I will murder her personally. I won't allow them to grow up under her care. I will bring them up into good girls who will make you proud no matter if they are magical or not."
She stood up and walked to the door before she glanced one last time at her mother and whispered, "I forgive you."
She left the room and leaned against the door. Sirius and the girls weren't anywhere at sigh. They went to see their father which meant that she could visit the bitch without company.
She quickly located the room under the number 312 and unceremoniously walked inside. Her grandmother was still unconscious and Mirzam glanced around the room looking for a chair. She had time and it was something which she had to do anyway.
She found the chair under the window and pulled it closer to the bed before she sat down. The bitch looked like she was run by a bus. Her head and left side of the face was bandaged. A lot of cables connected to her body were running to various monitors. Even through the coverlet Mirzam could say that the older woman had no legs below her knees.
Not without small satisfaction Mirzam put her left leg on the top of her right and snorted imagining her grandmother's reaction to the news that she killed her daughter. She was so lost in thoughts that she didn't realised that the older woman woke up and was glaring at her with her one eye.
"What you are doing here, bitch?" older woman snarled.
"Wondering how feels being a murderer of your own child," Mirzam replied calmly. "You killed her, you know. Your ran your car into hers and pushed her and her husband under the truck. He is as good as dead and she … she died five minutes ago due to the severity of her wounds, the ones which you gave her," she grimaced. "And don't you think that you didn't get unscratched out of it. You won't go to church anymore because you have no legs to use, you won't see your granddaughters anymore because you have no eye and sooner the devils in hell will spurt wings and turn into cherubs before I will let you around my sisters. I came here to say this," she stood up and walked to the door but she froze and turned to look at her as she added, "Pray to your God that he will forgive you, because I won't forgive you what you had done, ever."
She opened the door and walked outside. She barely managed to make four steps in the direction of her father's room when she suddenly found herself in Gemma's arms.
"Dad just slipped into a coma, not this meds induced one," Gemma whispered.
Walburga glanced at the over occupants of the kitchen. Dora pulled Remus to the fireplace and they were discussing something animatedly and quietly but as soon as someone else approached them they were going silent and didn't reassumed their discussion until the intruder went away. Droma and Ted cornered Hermes Lupin and they pulled him to the other side of the kitchen. Her father was sipping his tea calmly, almost absentmindedly. Orion, Severus and Regulus were discussing something by the counter, Orion seemed to be asking questions and the boys were answering. Arcturus busied himself with playing with the twins.
At some point of time Lucretia, Ignatius, Melania and Cassiopeia came around. A minute later they were followed by Minerva McGonagall who looked like she was searching for someone.
"Walburga did you saw anyone from the house under number thirteen?" Minerva asked as she sat down next to her. "I got transfer papers from Beauxbatons concerning Ms Gemma Verascez and this morning I checked the book and found five other girls with the same surname. The record points that they live on 13 Grimmauld Place but I checked the house and its empty."
"Mirzam and Sirius took them to hospital, Minerva," Walburga replied. "There was the car accident and their parents were victims. They are Mimi's sisters."
"Oh, dear," Minerva sighed.
"Tea?" Walburga asked. "You look like something which Kneazel spit out."
"You have no idea," Minerva mumbled. "Lockhart got strangled by Devil's Snare this morning. I left as soon as the Aurors were out of the castle. Albus started looking for the replacement for Defence Against Dark Arts. I swear that this position is cursed, ever since Holly Fingle wandered into Forbidden Forest and didn't came back. No one lasted longer than a year on this post. Some were killed, few went mad, few resigned on their own."
"Maybe it's really cursed," Pollux said suddenly. "That's challenging."
"Yeah," Minerva muttered. "Looks great in Job Offerings. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry will hire someone who wants to teach Defence Against Dark Arts. Required: extensive knowledge in Dark Arts and Defence Against Dark Arts and a death wish. Documents needed for application: Curriculum Vitae, Motivation Letter and a Last Will and Testament."
"I could take it," Pollux sighed. "I know Dark Arts and how to defend against it. My children are grown up, I'm a widower so there will be no problems there and it takes at least one of our problems away."
"Dumbledore," Minerva muttered.
"Plus I'm quite skilled Occlumens, maybe not the best one around but good enough to stop Dumbledore from prodding my thoughts," he added pensively.
"The advertisement will be in tomorrow's Daily Prophet," Minerva sighed. "We are going to supervise the DADA exams on our own anyway. At least you will be capable of teaching something. Lockhart was a fraud."
"Thanks for the faith, Minerva," Pollux chuckled.
"My faith already left for vacation," Minerva muttered grimly. "I swear that I wasn't as happy with coming vacations since Sirius and his merry bunch left Hogwarts. Merlin, they could give you a headache from hell."
"Maybe you would like something stronger than tea, Minerva?" Walburga chuckled.
"A hammer so I can knock myself out till tomorrow would be welcomed," Minerva sighed.
Suddenly there was a crack of apportation upstairs and few seconds later grim-faced Sirius and Mirzam entered the room. Behind them were tailing along six black-haired girls with green eyes. The oldest seemed to be around seventeen years old and the youngest looked no older than four.
"Good," Sirius started then he looked at his left wrist at his watch and added, "still morning. Two minutes to noon. Can we have something to eat, please?" he moaned. "I haven't eaten since yesterday evening and we had quiet busy night and morning."
"The soup isn't ready," Walburga said as she stood up. "I can give you leftovers from yesterday's cake if you want."
"Anything will do," Sirius sighed and he promptly fell into one of the chairs. "I wouldn't mind a big, juicy steak though."
"Same there," Mirzam sighed. "But before we eat," Sirius moaned silently, "we need to talk."
"Go ahead," Walburga said and she went to the pantry.
"I would prefer undivided attention of all of you," Mirzam said firmly.
Walburga came back to her chair and sat down. The rest of the family who wasn't already sitting gathered behind her chair. All eyes were directed at Mirzam.
"Last night there was a car accident," Mirzam started. "In which our parents," she motioned at herself and the girls, "were badly wounded. This morning our mother died and our father slipped into a coma and since … since hell will sooner freeze over before I will allow my grandmother to take the custody of my sisters Sirius and I…" her voice broke down and she looked at Sirius pleadingly.
"Decided to take all six of them," Sirius finished for her. "They are going to live here, with us until they are at least of age in either worlds, maybe longer. Their house is going to be rented and from this rent we are going to pay for their school stuff and other things which they are going to need."
"Did you forget what you have in family vaults?" asked Orion sceptically. "Because as far as I remember you could adopt a whole orphanage and still you would live quite luxuriously for the rest of your life, Sirius."
"That's beside the point," Sirius sighed. "My point is…"
"That Mirzam's sisters are going to live here," Walburga said. "We already established it. Though we are going to have a little problems with accommodations which means that a little renovation should be done over the holidays."
"I agree," Orion said quickly. "The last renovation here was shortly before our wedding and that was twenty-four years ago."
"You have no problems with it?" Mirzam asked tentatively.
"Why should we?" asked Walburga. "They are your sisters, Mimi."
"So we can stay here?" asked Kuma tentatively.
"Of course," Walburga smiled at the girl.
"Thank you Mrs Black," said the oldest girl.
"Walburga or Wally," Walburga said quickly. "There is quite a lot Mrs Blacks around including your sister and since you are going to live here prefixing everyone with Mrs or Mr will be tad annoying for everyone."
"There is something else while we are at it, mum," Sirius said quickly. "Mimi and I solved the case," he held his hands up to stop the congratulations. "We found group of people who were either coerced into the plan or otherwise dragged into it. The point is that … wetoldthemthattheycancomehereiftheotherpeoplearegoingtocausethemtroublesandthattheywillbewelcomedhereiftheyaregoingtoneedhelp," he said on one breath.
"You did what?" Arcturus asked surprised.
"We told them that they can come here if the other people are going to cause them troubles and that they will be welcomed here if they are going to need help," Mirzam explained. "And if I know people well enough, they are going to need our help before the next full moon. It would be wise for us if we offered them this help, no matter what."
"Can I ask, why?" asked Cassiopeia.
"Because if we don't help them then I seriously doubt that after next full moon there will be a werewolf left in United Kingdom," Mirzam replied.
Awaiting criticism - like always. I'm replying as long as you leave me your email or you log in while reviewing.
Miss Evil Writer is back in the town ... Yes, I know that I'm cruel to kill Betty like that but she and Mirzam weren't supposed to sit down and talk about their issues, ever. For a moment Hubert was supposed to be dead too but I changed it in the last moment into not so dead but not very alive state. Mirzam needs a lot of time to forgive both of them (and yes I'm aware that she said that she forgives Betty but in truth wouldn't we all say to a dying or dead person that we forgave them their faults even if we didn't forgive them?).
Werewolves ... something wicked this way comes, something which will lead into very interesting discoveries and a story from Orion's mouth - yep, he is definitelly Mr Secretive here.
The Blacks so openly accepting Mirzam's sisters ... well they are Mirzam's sisters for Merlin's sake, Mirzam was around for some time and those Blacks which we see around like her.
Next chapter: Cassiopeia has a talk with members of the family we didn't meet yet (look at The Black Family Tree and think - the fact that some members were removed from the tree doesn't means that they didn't managed to reproduce, though I promise that I won't try to turn the world Black). And no it's not Alphard, who is properly dead, nor Marius - dead too, Cedrella is dead too. If you really want to know whom it is going I strongly suggest looking at numbers 1 and 2 on the TBFT key. Mirzam's fear becomes truth and the family has to fight a battle with time to save as many werewolves as possible. Orion reveals his greatest secret and we get to the orgins of Black family (that part will be probably split for two chapters).
Chapter teaser (because it's the only part which doesn't gives away too much):
Mirzam was enjoying hers and Sirius's day off in the garden. Homam, Remus and Draco were playing in the sandbox together with Mirzam's little sisters. Kuma and Dora were huddled somewhere in the corner of the garden and were whispering frantically. Gemma was sitting on the swing and was reading a Muggle novel. From his place at the patio table, where he was supposed to be working on Tom Riddle's family history, Regulus was stealing quick glances at swinging Gemma. Narcissa huddled herself in the other corner of the garden on a hammock with latest romance novel.
"I could spend the rest of my life like that," Sirius mumbled sleepily from the blanket and then he added in conspiracy tone, "Do you think that Reggie has hots for Gimmy?"
"Don't you dare to play matchmaker, Sior," Mirzam scolded him playfully. "They are big kids and if they want to be together I'm not against it but I refuse to get involved into their matters."
"Pity," Sirius mumbled. "Because it seems to me that all they need is a gentle push."
"Push yourself," Mirzam mumbled from her side of the blanket.
"Only at you, Mrs Black," Sirius said wolfishly. "You know what? Mum is having her nap, dad is in the library. Cissy, Reggie and Gimmy are around…"
"If you are thinking about christening kitchen table Mr Black you are so very wrong," Mirzam smiled at him. "What if someone comes in? You know your family."
"I know. That's why its kinky," Sirius smiled at her.
"If you want kinky I still have my Muggle handcuffs somewhere," Mirzam smiled at him. "And we can always tell mum that Reggie ate whipped cream."
"But only if I can have a go at chocolate sauce or you in your Ravenclaw uniform," Sirius snickered.
"Pervert," Mirzam giggled.
"Pervert, pervert, pervert," Sirius moaned silently. "You have no idea how many fantasies with you I had when I was at Hogwarts."
"Broom-closets?" Mirzam giggled.
"Quidditch showers. Slughorn's classroom, that detention we had in our sixth year together. There was also that one in Prefect's Bathroom…" Sirius said dreamily.
"Oh, shut up. Someone can hear you," Mirzam snickered and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.
"I'm young, healthy man and I have very sexy wife. They can stuff themselves," Sirius grinned at her.
"Sior, Mimi, Rear, Cissy, Gimmy! Inside, now!" called Walburga from the doorway.
Sirius groaned agonisingly and called out, "Why?"
"Inside," came the answer.
"Coming," Sirius called out.
"I hope not," Mirzam snickered silently and in return got a swift swat on her bum.