Happy Endings
By
MissJudged16
Chapter 12
Lex's Pov
Abigail Windmester came into my office. Her black pencil skirt was just above her knees, but it still clung to even the smallest curve. Her purple blouse hugged her chest and the first few buttons had been undone. She carried a black leather briefcase and seemed to float over to the empty chair.
"Well?" I asked with baited breath.
"It confirmed positive this morning." She sighed and sunk into the chair. "What will we do?"
"I'll pay you 10,000 a month to keep quiet."
"30,000."
"15,000."
"30,000. We wouldn't want your future wife to find out, would we?"
I rubbed my temples in thought. "Fine, I'll pay at intervals through out the month. I suppose you'll need to go on maternity leave soon."
She nodded, her blonde hair bouncing around her shoulders. "When I'm seven months along. At the moment, I'm only two."
"Fine, now leave. I'm expecting a visitor any minute."
Abigail rolled her eyes but left anyway. A few moments later there was a knock at the door.
"Come in," I replied.
The door swung noiselessly open and my future stepson James Demmers stepped into the room.
"James, great to see you. Have a seat. Would you care for a drink?"
"Uh, Pepsi is fine."
"Diet ok?"
"Yea, sure, whatever." He accepted the drink and popped the tab on the top. There was a silence where he drank and I observed him, feeling slightly repulsed at his lack of manners. I shrugged it off, reminding myself that Durmstrang could iron that out.
"So, what seems to be the problem? You sounded so urgent on the phone."
"Well, Lex, I have some disturbing information that you may need in the near future." He pulled from his pockets two wads of paper. One appeared to be a packet of some kind and the other a newspaper clipping. He held up the latter, "this I found in an old photo album of my mum's some years ago." James passed it to be and I read the title aloud, "Sirius Black Escapes. So what about it?"
James then gave me the packet. I flipped through its contents, my eyebrows raising at each line I read. "I see."
"It's why my mom was so willing to take him in I guess." James shrugged. "I do have a favor to ask."
"Yes, anything."
"Make sure you use the information to put him away, for good."
"Oh, I will. That you can be certain of." I smiled in what I hoped was a kind and caring way. "Now, off you go. I have some business to take care of."
The boy nodded and then left, standing a few inches taller then when he came in. I pulled out a clean piece of parchment, a new quill, and a bottle of red ink. I wrote out a letter to the convict, and once I deemed it worthy, my owl, Power, took it. A grin pulled at my lips, it was time to settle this once and for all.
Sirius's Pov
I had propped the window open in order to get a breeze running through the house. So far it hadn't worked. I was looking forward to going back to rainy England. But at the same time, I wasn't. I knew Olivia was going to miss me, and I was going to miss her. I could finally see why children were such a blessing. And I finally had started seeing from my parent's point of view, which was a scary thought.
I had been the child that all their dreams were riding on, and I let them down. In their own bizarre way they tried to communicate love to me the only way they knew how. And when I let them down, they punished me in the only way they knew how. I continued to dwell on this when a large black owl flew into the window and landed on the coffee table. A letter clutched in his beak. It was addressed to me. So, I took the letter, (the owl flew off) and I opened it. And then, I wished that I hadn't.
Dear Sirius Black,
I know that you are an escaped convict from Azkaban prison and I would harbor no regret if I were to turn you in. I won't, on one condition. Sign the divorce papers.
Sincerely,
Alexander Witherstone III
Enclosed in the letter were the divorce papers. There was only one possible way that Witherstone could have gotten the papers, and that was through Ellie. She had told him the whole story and offered the papers as proof. Isabella was desperate, so desperate that she would result to tactics equal to a few Slytherin's I knew. So, I signed the papers because I wanted her to have the happy ending she deserved.
Olivia's Pov
I was bringing him lunch when I saw him signing the forms. They were on the coffee table where my mom had left them. And he was just signing them. No one was holding a knife to his throat, no one was yelling at him, he was just signing them. Then he leaned back onto the couch. Tears forming in his eyes.
"How could you?" I asked. "How could you?"
"Ollie, I was blackmailed."
I rolled my eyes. "Uh-huh. By who?"
"Witherstone."
"How did he get the papers? How did he find out?"
"Your mother. She was that desperate."
"No. She wouldn't tell. Even if it meant postponing the wedding. She would never tell him. Because he would kill her. He would kill you. And she would never endanger your life."
There was a long silence after this, where he just looked at the floor and then finally he said, "I won't go back to Azkaban."
"How did he get the papers?" I screamed. "How did he get the papers?"
"I don't know!"
"He didn't! You just want out! You want out like last time! And this, this is the easiest road. You got bored. And this was the easiest way! I hate you! I hate you!" And with that, I ran from the room, trying to mend my broken heart.
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A/N: I love you all so much I updated sooner then I thought I would! Lol. Thanks for reading and reviewing. Sorry for any typo's or grammar/spelling things. I did my best.
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