Taking her hand in his, Harry tried to pull Hermione's attention away from the wall so he could look in her eyes to try and determine what had managed to get her so upset.
"Remus what have we gone and done?" He asked after he gave up trying to get his fiancé's attention.
Sighing heavily Remus walked back around the table and set his chair up right before once again taking a seat, knowing that this conversation like the last one was going to take quite a while to explain.
"You and Hermione have somehow managed to fuse your magic together. The last time this happened was when the Founders ruled over Hogwarts. The legend goes that every few thousand years a couple is chosen; one that has suffered through no fault of their own. Are given the gift of being one in every sense of the word, such as the bond grows stronger you will be able to hear each other's thoughts, feels each other's emotions and most importantly you will share your magic. Now you don't have two separate magical cores you have one and your magic weaves through both of you. Not a lot is known about any of the other effects of the bond. Anyway back to the point, obviously you are the couple chosen, so when the bond formed, all the people you loved who died fighting with you or protecting you were in a sense resurrected." Remus finished, not looking forward to the argument he knew would come from Mrs. Weasley.
"There are only 2 known couples that this bond has formed with, you are the 3rd. The first was Godric and Rowena when they commanded over Hogwarts, the next came with your great, great grandparents Charles and Jane Potter. I'm not sure but there might be a journal in the Potter vaults containing Charles and Jane experiences with their bond that could give you two a base from which to start from."
Silence rained over the once lively kitchen as all eyes kept switching from one half of the couple to the other. Hermione finally seemed to regain the use of her eyes and neck as she shifted her head to look at the man sat next to her. Squeezing his hand that had not let go of hers since Remus had begun his explanation.
"Hold on, just one Hippogriffs moment." Molly almost screamed as her mind had just managed to digest the latest information given to her. "Remus does that mean they are married?"
"Once hundreds of years ago weddings, more importantly the vows had something similar where you could share magic with your spouse but not to the extent that Harry and Hermione will. It was thrown out as a practice roughly 300 years ago, when the last Goblin war ended. The ministry felt it was too much trouble so the hand fastening part of the modern wedding ceremony kind of replaces that practice. So to answer your question Harry and Hermione are married but, the way they were married is so old that it won't be recognized by the ministry as an official marriage."
All eyes turned once again to the topic of the discussion. Hermione started to squirm in her seat as if she had a very important question on her mind that would change the mood of the kitchen completely once asked.
"Remus?"
"Yes Hermione"
"You said that anyone who has died fighting beside us or protecting us would have been brought back to life. Wouldn't that mean that Lily and James Potter are alive then?" Her know-it-all tendency taking over as she made her discovery known to the table.
"Yes, you're right. Lily and James should be alive."
"Shit then what are we waiting for, we have to start looking for them." Sirius exclaimed as he copied Remus' earlier actions, by leaping out of his chair and sending it flying to the floor, before he started to bounce about the room, ideas forming in his head at a thousand miles per hour.
Whilst all this was going no one seemed to notice the effect this had on the boy who all his life had only known his parents to be dead. Seeing that Harry was having a hard time coming to grips with the fact that he was going to have parents for the first time in his life. Without thinking Hermione wound her arms around Harry's neck and hugged him to her whispering in his ear that everything would be fine and that they would find Lily and James as quickly as possible.
In an unconscious movement Harry returned her embrace and wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his head in her neck and let a few small tears escape his eyes at the thought of finally meeting his parents, the one moment in his entire life he had dreamed about was going to become a reality, in what could be a matter of hours.
As everyone was too preoccupied with the commotion going on in the kitchen no one heard they whoosh of the fireplace signaling someone's arrival to the dingy Grimmauld Place.
"James, are you sure that this is the right place?" Lily asked her husband as they stepped from the fire place, after having a rather lengthy chat with the Headmaster about Harry, school and most importantly the demise of Voldemort.
"Yeah Lils I'm positive, Albus said 12 Grimmauld Place, this is Sirius's ancestral home, according to Albus he let the Order use it for meeting during the war." James replied as he tried to remember how to move around the house, from a very vague memory dating back over 20 years.
Stepping out into the hallway they followed the unmistakable sounds of Sirius that were coming from the kitchen. Being careful to keep quiet as they passed the curtain covered painting not waiting to make too much noise for fear of what it might do. Past the trolls foot stand and into the door way of the kitchen the strolled as if it was second nature and they were just dropping by for a visit not coming back to life and seeing their deranged family for the first time in 16 years.
The creaking of a floorboard underneath their feet caught the attention of the hugging couple who sat oblivious to everyone else in the room.
"Oh God… Harry." Lily sobbed as she saw her teenage son for the first time. Crossing the room as quickly as possible to take her son into her arms. Harry quickly let go of Hermione, who was willing to let Harry seek comfort in the woman he had never known as his Mother, yet he completely trusted.
Hearing the sobs of Lily, Sirius turned to be greeted with the sight of his long lost best friend and brother in every sense of the word expect biological.
"Jjjammess" He stuttered not really knowing what to say before his friend swept him up in a hug, only then to pulled into a hug by both James and Remus as they all greeted each other for the first time, almost 2 decades.
"Yeah mate it's me. How've you been?"James asked not letting go; trying to stop the tears that were threatening top fall down his cheeks at the sight of his best friends alive and well.
"Same old, same old. Prongs where's Lily flower?"
"Sees trying to squeeze the life out of our son, right over there." He pointed over to the 4th person in their quartet, who had claimed their son in a death grip, that didn't seemed to be letting up any time soon.
"Go to them Prongs we will still be here when you are ready to catch up." Remus urged as he pushed James towards his family.
Stepping towards his wife and the son he knows barely anything about, he took the old fashioned greeting and swept them both up into his arms, crushing them to him and letting out tears of happiness.
"Hey son, who's that fine young lady who was hugging you when we came in?" He asked as he let go of Lily and Harry, before turning to scan the room for the brunette in question.
"That's Hermione my Fiancé." Harry replied as if he was autopilot, not really knowing if any of it was real or just an illusion
"My sweet little boy's all grown up and engaged." Lily cried as she found Hermione in the crowd and gave her a hug that would rival the one that she gave Harry not moments before.
"Hello Mrs. Potter" Hermione greeted awkwardly; as she returned the hug still shocked at Lily's response to the answer Harry gave. Looking over at Harry for some help, but seeing as he was still in the stage of disbelief, she appealed to James who came over and extracted his wife off of Hermione, only to sweep her up in his own hug, causing the other 2 Marauders to laugh at his antics.
"Now we will have none of that Mrs. Potter crap, to you I'm Lily and apparently in the near future you will be my daughter so you can call my Mum if that's alright with you." Lily said as she took in the appearance of her daughter-in-law to be.
"Okay then Mrs. Pot, sorry Lily."
"Now that's out of the way would someone tell me how the hell we managed to come back from the dead?" James asked the group before him, not really expecting the burst of noise he got from his question.
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