Chapter Fifty-six;

The next morning, Sirius sat up and stretched, noticing the bedroom door was opened his lips twitched into a smile and he leaped from the couch, walking into the bedroom and taking a look around. He frowned when he didn't see anyone, as well as the bathroom light off. He let out a sigh and jumped when he heard something fall in the kitchen; he sniffed the air and grinned when he smelled food cooking. He rushed into the kitchen and spotted a small plate of dog biscuits on a plate, crossing his arms and sighing. "Hilarious, Sev." He muttered, taking a seat and poking at the biscuits.

Severus pushed open the door to the kitchen pantry and stood out into Sirius' view. "Yes, funny, right?"

Sirius picked up a biscuit and then dropped it, his jaw dropped. "S—sev… What the… what did you do to your hair?" He yelled in surprise.

Severus quirked his eyebrow. "Hair? I have no hair, what're you talking about?" He asked, placing a hand on his now bald head.

Sirius pushed out of the chair and widened his eyes. "You… you… oh Merlin, Sev! No. This isn't what I wanted, I mean, I'm so sorry for what I said, I never meant it! I swe—"

"Calm down, mutt. It's an invisibility spell." Severus said, rolling his eyes.

"H- huh?" Sirius blurted.

Severus sighed and pulled his wand out, waving it and revealing his black hair once again. "Invisibility spell. Do you really think I would cut my hair just to make you happy? Pfft." He grunted, walking out of the kitchen.

Sirius turned on his heel and followed him out. "Wa—wait, you almost gave me a bloody heart attack! What the hell?"

"You shouldn't speak about me then! Do you think I can help if my hair is a bit greasy? I'm a potioneer! Fumes get to it; does it look like this after I shower? No. It only looks like so when I'm working all day! I'm sorry you can't get that through your thick skull, Black! Maybe it would be better if you went off to marry someone else on staff? Filius perhaps? Or maybe Hagrid? I could ask either of them if they wanted you, I'm sure they would, since you're oh so good looking, you are a Sex God, right?" Severus ranted, hardly taking a breath. He glared at Sirius and then nodded. "Actually! I'll go talk to them now! Plus, I'm sure they read the prophet today, and saw that I said you had a great body under those robes, I'm sure either would jump at the opportunity, or maybe someone else, Rolanda? Unless you want out of the castle. Hm. Why not go to the Three Broomsticks? Hm? You get a lot of action there." He spat storming out of their chambers and slamming the door.

Sirius widened his eyes at the outburst, not commenting as he let Severus get it all out. After Severus left, Sirius let out the breath he hadn't realized he was holding and ran a hand through his hair. He decided maybe a talk with Remus was in order, of course after he did his morning routine. He took a quick shower and threw on some clothes, rushing out and into the Great Hall, a bit surprised he made it in time for breakfast. When he entered, he got a few odd looks, and then he noticed the Daily Prophet articles in their hand, groaning, he took a seat next to Remus and began to eat nibble on some food.

"Where's Severus?" Remus asked.

"I have no idea; he blew up at me and then left this morning." Sirius replied, shrugging his shoulders.

"He's probably in his potions laboratory, or classroom to get ready for the day. Have you read the prophet article?" Remus asked, frowning.

"No… why? What's the worst of it?" Sirius asked, sipping at his goblet.

"You scared the reporter half to death, he said there was a lot of arguing and anger between you two, you two aren't compatible in his eye, he posted up a few stories I guess you told him, and then concluded that he was threatened by Severus, Severus threatens you with poisons and verbally abuses you, and you… well, you physically abuse him possibly as well as verbally."

"I physically what?" Sirius asked, widening his eyes.

"Yes, he put in a whole rant about how much you dislike Severus, and you were… thinking about the sex only when you married him, and he was only thinking about the money." Remus said, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Bloody hell… we should've waited until Severus was in a better mood, he was sarcastically answering every question thrown at him, and then I made a joke about his arse and then he started answering like a git, so I answered like a git. I didn't mean anything I said… you know what he did? He put an invisibility charm on his hair and came out of the kitchen bald, Remus, /bald/. I freaked out." Sirius explained, sighing.

"Sounds like you both deserved to get yelled at after what I read in the prophet." Minerva stated after overhearing the conversation. "Did you two ever stop to think what you were saying people would take seriously?" She asked, sighing.

"I know… I mean, I didn't, but now I do. Like I said, I should've rescheduled, Severus was in a bad mood and not up for any interviews, and I shouldn't have been baited on like I was." Sirius muttered.

"Part might be my fault, my boy, I knew Severus wasn't feeling well, but I never thought he might… well, say what he did in the interview." Albus said, sighing.

"I should go find him and apologize, I guess." Sirius said, giving a shrug of his shoulders.

"I agree, also, we're having a small party tonight." Minerva said, nodding curtly.

"A party?" Sirius asked, pushing out of his chair.

"Yes, it seems the Ministry officials are disappointed they missed Severus and your wedding, as well as reception, so they've invited the staff to a ball of sorts." Minerva explained.

"The Ministry? Nothing small about that, I expect five-hundred if not more people." Sirius groaned.

"Are you two going?" Minerva asked. "We all agreed too."

"Yeah, I'll talk Sev into it." Sirius said, nodding his head and walking out of the Great Hall.

As he traveled down the hall, he whistled a tune, wondering what to say to Severus, he figured he might still be a bit mad, but hopefully not as mad as he was this morning. "Whisper!" He called out.

Whisper appeared in a crack. "Yes, Master?"

"Can you bring some breakfast to Sev? And where is he?" Sirius asked.

"Whisper has already done this, sirs, she made sure Master had food and he is in his office!" Whisper said, smiling. "He seems mad, but I think Master Black can make him better, I do." She said, disappearing.

Sirius gave a smile and walked down to the lower level of Hogwarts and straight to Severus' office, knocking twice and waiting for the yell to come in. He heard no yell, but the door opened ajar just slightly and he pushed inside, taking a look around, he saw a pile of papers on Severus' desk, but no Severus. He stepped further into the room and jumped when the door was closed; he turned on his heel and saw Severus standing against the door, his arms crossed. "What, mutt?"

"I… wanted to come by and apologize, honestly." Sirius admitted.

"Apologize for which offense, might I ask?"

"For everything I said. I shouldn't have, I don't think those things. I love you, Severus, I don't want us fighting, okay?" Sirius said, smiling.

"Okay." Severus answered, stepping forward and walking to his desk and taking a seat.

"Uh, just okay? No more yelling?" Sirius asked, a bit stunned.

"No, no more yelling, you're forgiven, I really don't care anymore."

"Sev…"

"Not that I don't care in that way, I don't care about what was said, we were both a bit different than ourselves last night, I'm moving on from it." Severus admitted.

"Oh, right, good then."

"I also… I spoke to Pomfrey, on my way down here." Severus said.

"Oh? Wait, about the tests? What did she say?" Sirius asked, smiling.

"She said… that even with the potions, the chances of conception are merely 30%." Severus said, frowning.

"So…"

"So the chances are very slim…"

"I see…"

"Right…"

Silence fell as Severus went back to marking papers and Sirius just stood staring down at him, a frown on his face. He swayed from one foot to the other, trying to think of something to say, or at least wishing that Severus would show how he feels on this matter. "Sev—"

"I'm sorry."

"Uh, huh?" Sirius said, raising his eyebrow.

"I—I know you wanted a family." Severus said, staring at the parchment and halting his writing.

Sirius looked down at the ground, biting his bottom lip. "Well… we still can."

"Sirius, 30% is a very lo—"

"No, I mean… we can adopt." Sirius said, looking up.

Severus quirked his eyebrow and looked up from the parchment. "Adopt? Sirius, my recor—"

"Has been forgiven, everyone knows you were a spy Death Eater, Albus has connections to that one orphanage, I bet the process would go quick! Plus we're war heroes, remember? Helpers of the fall of Voldemort. They'd give us a hundred kids if we asked, and we have the money to take care of them." Sirius explained, smiling.

Severus stared at his husband, blinking as he spoke and then digesting the information. "I suppose… it is true. Albus could speak to a few people and make the adoption process go much faster than a few months it normally takes… Hm…"

"I don't have a class for another two hours, I know your schedule, and you don't have one until another hour and a half at least. Let's go talk to him now." Sirius suggested.

Severus put down his quill and sighed quietly. "Alright, let's go." He muttered, pushing out of his chair and walking out of his office, Sirius following beside him, slipping his hand into Severus' and intertwining their fingers as they walked towards the Headmaster's office.