Happy Endings

By

MissJudged16

Disclaimer: If I am, then I must have amnesia, either that or multiple personality syndromes.

This chapter goes out to Eatorbitwrappers, st.elmo-lover, and bozzonita! Thanks for actually reading and reviewing!

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"About time you got here Demmers!"

"Sorry Jonson, but I told you I was taking the morning off." My ill-tempered boss seemed to be in an especially foul mood today. He chewed thoughtfully on the lit cigar in his mouth and began rummaging around on top of his desk. "You wanted to see me Sir." I prompted.

"Just got news from the President. Apparently there was a meeting with all the magical leaders. I was told to give a file to the Foreign Affairs manager and that's you." He inhaled slowly, while still chewing.

I inwardly groaned. I had been made manager of Foreign Affairs five months ago, and before me was Bob Lower. He'd been fired on the account of being a slacker. Well, you can imagine the state his office was in when I received it. It took me two months to simply put the files into correct piles and even now, I was still trying to put paperwork away. Another file meant something else to keep track of.

"What country Sir?"

"England." He looked up at me and exhaled, a cloud of gray smoke began to engulf his small office. "I can't seem to locate it."

"Oh." I felt a stab of annoyance at his carelessness. "Then just-"

"Wait, I think I gave it to Conners, doesn't she handle your inbox?"

"Yes, but you really should have given it to me directly."

"Are you trying to tell me how to run my office?"

"No Jonson, I was merely-"

"Correcting you supervisor. The Magical Law Enforcement of Florida wasn't built on the backs of people like you Demmers! Back in my day, we had respect for the man in charge, show a little!"

"Yes Sir." I nodded once then turned to leave.

"Oh, and Demmers, your request for vacation time next year has been canceled. Have a nice day."

I slammed his office door behind me. Just about everyone in the row of cubicles closest to me was watching now. I held my head up high and began to weave my way thew the disorganized office Ian Jonson was running. I was seething, how dare he talk to me like that? I knew what the MLEF stood for. I wasn't about to go kill someone. I ground my teeth in frustration and pulled open the glass door along the farthest wall.

I was now in a quiet room with only one large desk in the center. A few benches had been placed around the walls and only one or two people were seated there. I approached the lady who sat at the desk. She flipped her blonde hair over one shoulder and looked up at me expectantly.

"Jonson said you have a file for me, something from England."

"I left it on your desk." With that she went back to filing her nails.

I rolled my eyes once her back was turned and proceeded on threw another glass door at the other end of the room. Four doors stood directly in front of me. Each one had a frosted glass window and beneath that was a large brass plate. The first one read, "Local Affairs", the second one was "State Affairs", the third was "Country Affairs" and finally, "Foreign Affairs". I pushed my way through the last door. More cubicles surrounded me, but there were less then the amount in Jonson's office. Most of the people in here were either laughing, or dictating to quills.

"Hey Bridget left something on your desk Issie. She said it was the Sirius Black file from England."

I stopped in my tracks and turned to look at Eloisa Matterson. "Sirius Black?"

She looked up from the letter she'd been reading and nodded. "A convicted murder in England. Apparently he escaped almost a year ago from jail. The British Minister, Fudge I think, refused to tell anyone because they knew where he was headed. However, just as they had him cornered he slid from under their noses. Now they have no clue where he's off to. So naturally, the other countries need to be on the look out. You look pale, are you alright?"

"Fine. Thanks Eloisa." I then hurried to my office. Sirius Black, my husband, had escaped Azkaban. The courts had ruled that as long as he was there, I didn't have to worry about divorce papers, because dead men can't sign, and neither can the clinically insane. Now that he was out however, I had a problem. In two months I was going to be walking down the aisle for the second time, only I was still married. Merlin, this was so illegal. I opened my office door, and made sure it was shut tightly behind me, before breaking down. I flopped into my chair and felt a large migraine begin to sink in.

After I massaged my temples for a moment, I looked around for the new file. It was sitting innocently on the left-hand corner of my desk. I sighed and opened it. The photo on the inside shocked me. His skin was waxy and sallow and his cheeks were sunken in. His black hair hung around his face and it looked tangled and matted. I knew that he wouldn't look wonderful coming out of Azkaban, but I never imagined he'd look so dead.

I quickly shut the folder and threw it off to one side, in hopes that it would disappear. For the rest of the day, I avoided it and the subject of Sirius Black. At about three, I received an owl from the Headmistress at St. Bartleby's. James had been suspended for two days due to his smart mouth. Instead of staying until four like I usually did, I grabbed an armful of files and left in a hurry.

James began explaining his side of the story the moment I walked in the door. I had just kicked off my shoes, and thrown my keys onto the counter, when Olivia bounded into the room complaining that Anna was hogging the bathroom again. I dropped the files onto the coffee table and sunk into the couch.

"Are you feeling alright Mom?" James asked, a frown on his face.

"I have a horrible headache. Olivia, would you mind asking Anna to fix dinner tonight? James, I'm grounding you for two weeks due to your suspension. I've already spoken to your piano instructor. Professor Applecorn told me that you aren't allowed to step foot onto school ground for two days. So, I guess that means you won't be playing in the match tonight."

"It's not fair! I didn't even do anything!" James fell into the seat on the other side of me. "They just hate me at that school."

"I doubt it." I leaned back in the couch and shut my eyes. "I'm sure that you just seek out trouble where ever you go."

"Not really," he muttered. "It sort of follows me around."

I laughed. "James, you are so much like your father."

"Really?" He seemed annoyed by this comment. "I'm not going to wind up in jail am I?"

"I certainly hope not."

"Can we just order take-out tonight?"

I opened my eyes and found Anna sitting on my other side. "Yes, that'll be fine. Actually, now that I have you all here, I need to tell you some rather important news. Albus has asked me to house an old friend of mine for a while. He's a little down on his luck and needs a place to stay outside of England. I agreed. So, Olivia you'll be moving in with Anna, and James, I'll expand the closet and that'll be your new room."

"What's his name?" Olivia asked.

"Remus Lupin. He's a werewolf, but he is the nicest man I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. I think you'll like him a lot." I yawned and then sat up straighter. "I'm going to go start on the bedrooms. Could you three clean up out here? Anna, order Chinese or pizza, but no Italian this time. Make sure James and Olivia agree with whatever you decide to order." I stood up and headed down the hallway towards the bedrooms.

It didn't take too long to enlarge the closet in James and Anna's room, or to put in the window. It took a little bit longer to move all of Olivia's personal items into the room she now shared with Anna, and all of James's items into his new room. But an hour or so later, I was standing in what used to be Olivia's room, deciding what the best furniture to conjure up would be. Eventually, I reasoned that a double bed, a small dresser and a bedside table would suffice. I was arranging the last piece of furniture, when my fiancé Alexander Witherstone III, walked in behind me.

"Very nice."

I stowed my wand in my back pocket, and turned around to receive a peck on the lips. His brown hair had been slicked back neatly and his blue eyes sat behind wire-rimmed glasses. He was dressed in a black and green pin-stripped suit that looked as though it cost more then my entire apartment.

"Thanks, the kids told you what's going on, I assume."

"Naturally, they assured me this Lupin fellow and you are nothing more then good friends."

"They are right. Have they cleaned up the living area?"

"Yes, they were just finishing when I came in. They said they saved you some pizza, it's in the fridge."

By now we were walking down the hallway into the living room. James, Anna, and Olivia were fighting over the remote and the pillows. But the kitchen, dinning room, and living room all were expertly polished and cleaned.

"Thank you." I smiled at them and then headed into the kitchen to get dinner.

"And to show my gratitude for helping out your mother, I have something for you."

Lex was the President of the Firebolt Broomstick Company, and so, he was usually bringing home promos for the kids. I couldn't help but wonder what he had brought this time. He passed a parcel to each child and then encouraged them to open it.

James received a bright blue Firebolt, with his name written on the side in gold. Anna was the owner of a bright pink Firebolt with her name written in white and Olivia had gotten a purple Firebolt with her name written in silver.

"They've been customized to your features. Each one is set to the right length for your height and weight. They took a little while to develop, but consider them early wedding presents, from your new Father."

"Thanks Lex!" James grinned and ran his hand over the broom.

"Thanks." Anna beamed.

"Thanks a ton Lex, but I don't care for heights." Olivia smiled gently, but still looked slightly annoyed.

"Well, you may change your mind after riding your new broom." Lex beamed. "I'm glad you like them."

The time until eight seemed to speed past. Lex and I continued going over wedding details, (I had neglected to tell him about Sirius, yet again), and the kids were content in watching TV. At exactly eight, the doorbell rang. I was in my room finishing up a few things for work, so I yelled at Lex to get it and invite Remus and Albus in. The house seemed to fall silent, and so I tucked away the files, and headed into the living room, where I got the surprise of my life.

Albus Dumbledore was standing in the living room, not with Remus Lupin, but Sirius Black. His hair hung to his elbows, and he was literally skin and bones, but I was positive it was my husband. I felt anger begin to bubble up in me. How dare Albus bring him here! I had spent the past twelve years of my life trying to get away from Sirius and now he was standing there bold as brass in my house.

"Albus, I could have sworn you said Remus was coming." I crossed my arms over my chest, but kept my distance.

"No, no I don't believe we ever mentioned names. I do hope this is all right for you Isabella. He really has no where else to go."

"How about back to Azkaban," I snarled.

"He's quite innocent," Albus assured me.

"I doubt it. Olivia, James, Anna, go to your rooms please while I talk to Albus and him." I gestured vaguely in Sirius's direction. Sirius seemed to notice the kids for the first time and his eyes glazed over slightly as he took them in. James whined but they gave up in the end when I shot them a glare. I spoke again after I had heard their bedroom door shut, "I won't keep him here."

Sirius snorted. "You make me sound like something unpleasant."

"You are," I snapped. Then turned to Lex. "I'm sorry about all of this. Maybe it'd be best if you headed home for right now."

"We're still on for dinner tomorrow night?"

"Of course."

"I'll call the church tonight and reception hall tonight to confirm our reservations."

"Right."

Lex gave me a quick kiss on the lips, and then left without a word to Albus or Sirius.

"Who was he?" Sirius glared.

"My fiancé," I said defensively. "Do you have a problem with that?"

"Yes, considering we're still married!"

"I can't have him here Albus, he's guilty!"

"I promise you, he's just as innocent as you are. Please, Isabella just for a few weeks. At least until other arrangements can be made." Albus gave me one of those looks that instantly made me feel like the bad guy.

I sighed. "Fine, but just until other arrangements can be made."

"Wonderful. I'll see you later then Mr. Black, Isabella." With that Albus left.

"Go take a shower Black, you smell awful."

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A/N: I am soooooooooooooo sorry for not updating sooner. I could have updated last week, but the chapter would have been short and incredibly bad. Then I got sick, and I'm now just getting better. So, to make it up to all of my lovely readers I made this chapter long. I hope you like it. Read and review!

Love,

MJ16