Happy Endings

By

MissJudged16

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&

AN: I'm sorry for the extremely late update. But the absolute truth is that this chapter was harder to write then I thought it would be. It is rather long, (I think) so I hope you forgive me. Lots of fun things to contemplate. And no I'm not JK Rowling.

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&

Isabella's POV

We were meeting at a small classy café south of my flat and north of Lex's mansion. It was placed between two large hotels and the only reason it hadn't been demolished was that the Mayor owned the place and it was fairly popular for it's small size.

Lex was waiting under a pale blue awning right next to the Valet. I leaned in for a kiss when I met him but he stepped back awkwardly.

"Issie," he stated. "Shall we proceed?"

I nodded, slightly confused, but mostly amused at his pompous behavior. He held open the door for me and I stepped across the threshold.

Large ferns were seated in porcelain pots by the entryway. The host was marking names off as couples came in. Behind him, I could make out the polished oak tables, set with white tablecloths and red candles. A lady in a long burgundy dress near the back was playing a piano.

A waiter seated us at a small table near the back. There was the soft buzz of voices that added to the graceful lighting. A few older couples around us were bent over their plates due to the low lighting. I picked up the royal blue menu and scanned the meal options. As usual, there were no cheeseburgers and nothing under $15. I wasn't sure why, but this annoyed me. Our waiter came back over and Lex ordered an Italian white wine.

"Can I just have tequila?"

The waiter looked at me as if I had grown two heads. "We don't serve such a common drink here."

"Fine, I'll just have water."

"Irish Spring or Swiss Alps?"

"Just tap water, thanks." I returned to browsing the menu.

"She'll have Irish Spring," Lex cut in.

"I want tap water," I replied.

"Irish Spring it is and an Italian white wine." The waiter bounded off to get the drinks.

I glared at Lex. "I can make my own decisions you know."

"Issie, darling, I need to teach you the ways of the wealthy. We simply can't just go around ordering tap water," he chuckled. "Or tequila. It's not heard of. No, we must make a presence. And to think, we won't be able to come back here because of your display." He sighed.

"My display? Why are you acting all high and mighty all of a sudden? You never cared before. You told me you didn't care what people think."

"Well, not the less fortunate of course. No one wants their opinion." He returned to his menu.

"Then what am I Alexander?"

The return to his full first name, made him look up at me in a slight horror. "Excuse me?"

"What am I?"

"You are my fiancé, I am saving you and your children from a disgraceful fate. I am rescuing you."

I raised my eyebrows nonchalantly, but inside I was burning with anger. "Is that so?"

"Yes, and you'd be better off to remember it."

The waiter came back before I could respond.

"I'll have the lobster," Lex said. "With the butter cream sauce on the side, and no caviar. Just the baked potato with chives and fillet cream." He handed the menu to the waiter and looked expectantly at me.

I looked at Lex, then at the menu, then back at Lex. Was he right? Was he saving me and my children from something so ghastly I couldn't even see it? He wouldn't lie to me; he wouldn't fool me this way.

"Steak, cooked medium rare. Sautéed mushrooms and no sauce over the potato. And I'll drink it with a California red wine."

Lex looked at me approvingly and the waiter jotted it all down.

Somewhere between the dessert and the bill, our talk turned to the honeymoon.

"So, I've booked the tickets for our cruise around the Bahamas. We depart from New York, and arrive back in London, England. I figure a month should do."

"A month? Lex I don't want to leave the kids that long."

He looked at me with mournful eyes. "Issie, they aren't children anymore. They are growing up. And to be completely honest I don't like the idea of this school they go to. James was suspended. So the only option is to send them to a proper Wizarding school. The ladies can attend Beauxbatons and James can go to Durmstrang. This way they'll receive a proper education. I only hope it's not too late."

"I don't like that idea Lex. Durmstrang is known for the dark arts. And Beauxbatons, well I just don't think the girls could learn French that quickly. And I thought we were going to Hawaii for a week. I don't want to be away that long from my kids."

"Correction, our kids. And I think it would be good for you and them. Just consider it."

I frowned. It just didn't seem right to me. Somehow, it just wasn't right, something wasn't right.

"What about my job?"

He shrugged. "You can keep it I suppose, unless if you know, we decide to have other kids."

"Oh?"

"I was speaking to my father and he brought up the point that only a blood Witherstone can inherit the fortune. So if you want to carry on the line, which is a mandatory thing anyway, we need a boy and a girl. The boy will be named Alexander Witherstone the fourth, and our girl will be named Emily Witherstone the third."

"What about my kids?"

"Our kids. And perhaps they'll get a little something too. Come now Isabella, you didn't expect absolute commoners to inherit the Witherstone millions?"

I felt my blood boil. "Commoners? Absolute commoners? Lex, I can't believe you!"

"It's the truth. Come now, you thought things would be normal after the wedding," he laughed dryly.

"Then the weddings off!"

He grabbed my wrist tightly, and I squirmed. "You don't want to do that."

"Why not?"

"Because you need me. Who's been paying your bills for the past year? Who has paid for the children's education?" His grip tightened. "Who paid your rent? Who do your children adore? You need me. Without me, you would fall apart and be living in a box. Not to mention, my father owns the land you live on. I could have you kicked out in an instant."

I felt a few tears fall from my face. It wasn't just the pain in my wrist, which had turned into a dull throbbing. No, it was the pain in my heart. Because I knew, as much as I hated to admit it, Lex was right. And I needed him. And I was trapped in this marriage, whether I liked it or not.

I returned home to find Olivia and Sirius sitting on the floor, examining my large leather book.

I kicked off my shoes and dropped my purse on the floor. "What are you doing?"

"Looking at photos," Sirius said.

"My photos!"

"Ours!"

"It was a wedding present from my best mate!"

"Our best mates!"

"You left!"

"We're still married!"

"Not for long!" I snatched the divorce papers off the mantle and handed them to him. "Sign!"

"No!

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"No!"

"No?" Sirius looked over at Olivia who was standing up now, glaring at me. "I've looked at these photos and Mom, you're smiling! I can't remember the last time your smile reached your eyes. You were happy."

"That was before he went to Azkaban!"

Sirius sighed. "I've told you more then once. If you don't believe me now, then there's nothing else I can do."

I frowned and fell onto the couch. With ease, I lifted the leather bound book and dropped it onto my lap. They were looking at photos of my friends and me in seventh year. I turned the page. There I was, being held bridal style by Sirius. I was dressed in a strapless simply white gown. Where as Sirius was in a muggle tux, without the tie.

"You remember that day?" Sirius said, while sitting next to me.

"Yea," I smiled. "We got married a month after we got engaged."

"In the Great Hall, on the Gryffindor table."

"Dumbledore married us. Only Lily, James, Remus, and Peter were invited."

"What about your parents?" Olivia was seated on my other side now.

"Well, I hated all my family," Sirius said with a grin. "They thought I was a blood traitor."

"Mine had already died by that point. And I had no brothers or sisters. Or any Aunts and Uncles I got along with. It was a dark time Olivia. England was a mess. That's one of the reasons I left as soon as Sirius was captured."

"Wasn't our reception in an empty classroom?" The only male in the room added, almost desperate to get away from that subject.

Olivia wrinkled her nose. I laughed. "Yea, the deserted Charms class. The House elves made our cake. And McGonagall decorated it with waterfalls, flowers, and vines. It was very romantic."

"We honeymooned in the Leaky Cauldron."

"Our NEWTS started the next day." I laughed again. "So we had to be back early. "

"Yea. Merlin, we were wild."

"Maybe not wild, just stupid." I sighed. "But as much fun as those days were Sirius, they've got to end. It's time we moved on, both of us. You're on the run, and I can't keep just waiting for you. I'm sorry, but we both have to let go."

He looked downcast and he opened his mouth to speak, but it was at this point that the fireplace burst to life. And the head of my boss was floating in the pale green flames. I turned to look at Sirius, but where my husband had been sitting seconds before, now sat a large black, bear like dog.

"I need back up Demmers."

"On what?" I asked, closing the photo-album and crossing my legs.

"I think we've found the Whomping Willow."

I perked up and looked at him carefully. "Really, where?"

"On my property."

I couldn't help but laugh, and my 'dog' barked excitedly. Though I was pretty sure he had no clue what the Whomping Willow even was. Momentarily forgetting Sirius was a dog, I said, "It's a night club for underage witches and wizards. Most of the time they're too drunk to drive home, and yet they do. It's why Miami has such a high Drunken Driving rate."

"I know all this!" Jonson snapped. "Why are you telling your dog?"

"Uhh, I wasn't, I mean he's actually a very intelligent dog. Magical properties and all that rot. Why do you need back up?"

"To close down the joint. I'll be there for hours if I just send one squad. Let's go. I'll meet you at the office in ten minutes for a briefing." With a small pop, his head left the fireplace.

"That was close." I said, while exhaling slowly. "Anyway, Snuffles, will you watch Olivia for me? This shouldn't take to long. And Olivia, keep an eye on Snuffles. I don't trust him." I ruffled Sirius's hair and he let out a moan of annoyance. For some reason, contact with him, made my toes and fingertips tingle. "See you later." With that I ran off to get ready. I had a job to do.

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&

AN/ muhahahha!! I hope you liked it. The next chapter should be up soon, because well, I already have half of it written. Let's see what James gets up to on his weekends shall we?

Love

MJ16