Chap 12
- Hermione POV -
Brady and Colin had been living with Sam for a few days when we got a phone call from Children's' Services.
"Hello?" I asked as I alternated between cooking dinner and cleaning the kitchen.
"Hello, my name is Cordelia Jones and I am with Children's' Services in Seattle. Is this the home of one Samuel Uley?" When I said it was, the woman on the line continued. "It has come to my attention that Brady and Colin Dale's father has passed away. As unfortunate as it is, I will have to come and retrieve the boys and place them in foster care until a suitable home can be found,"
I dropped the pan I was holding and gaped.
"Excuse me?" I shrieked. Everyone raced into the kitchen but I held up a hand to stop them coming closer. I motioned for them to leave which they did, with the exception of Sam.
"Yes. I will be coming to place the boys in a temporary home until a foster family becomes available. When can I come and retrieve them?" Cordelia said.
"Uh never! You are not taking the boys away," I said.
"Yes I will be. The boys need a structured, stable environment now that both their parents are deceased. I will be arriving at 3:30 pm on Friday. Make sure they are ready. Have a good day ma'am," she said before she hung up the phone.
I dropped the phone sharply and looked up at Sam. I knew he had heard what was said and he was furious. We both walked out of the kitchen and I walked over to Brady and Colin. I pulled them into my arms and hugged them tightly. They must have sensed my stress because they tightened their grip on me.
"That stupid bitch will not be breaking this family apart," I whispered as I looked at Sam. He nodded and hugged the three of us tightly.
"Who was on the phone Mione?" Billy asked.
"Some bitch from Children's Services. She said that she would be arriving on Friday to put the boys in foster care," I said. The boys grip tightened on me slightly and I kissed their heads.
"Mione, contact Kings," Blaise said.
"How will that help? It isn't like I can lock her in a jar or anything," I said. Draco, Fred and Blaise laughed but the others looked confused.
"Get him to find someone to forge documents stating that you were the people who Michael wanted his sons to go to in case of his death but also get him to make you papers that say either Sam or you are in the process of adopting the boys," Blaise said.
"You are a genius B," I said.
"Don't say that to him Mione now his ego will inflate to the size of Hogwarts. It is already the size of Gringotts, it doesn't need to be any bigger," Drake said with a grin.
Blaise looked at Drake before tackling him.
I watched as the boys wrestled around on the ground and smiled when Fred hugged me.
"Everything will be ok. I'm sure of it," Fred said before he kissed my cheek. He walked over to the two boys and pulled them apart
I walked back into the kitchen with Sam tailing me. When I turned the oven down, I rested on the counter and sighed. Sam's arms went around me and rested on the counter behind me. He kissed my head and I rested it against his chest.
"Everything will be ok beautiful. I promise," Sam whispered. I wrapped my arms around his chest and hugged him tightly.
"Come on. We have half an hour until dinner, I probably should make that call," I said. Sam nodded and grabbed my hand.
"Hey B, you got any floo powder on you?" I asked. Blaise stood up and felt around in his pockets.
"Must have run out," B said.
"Here you go," Fred said. He handed me a small pouch and I smiled. I walked over to the fireplace and lit it with my wand. I cast a few charms to hook it up to the floo network threw the powder in and called out the destination.
"Why are the flames green?" Colin asked. Instead of answering, I stuck my head into the flames. I ignored the boys as they called out to me and I called out Kingsley's name.
"Hello Mione. What can I do for you?" Kings asked as he knelt down in front of the fire.
I explained the situation to him and he nodded.
"I'll floo there in about half an hour with the paperwork," Kings said.
"Thanks Kings. Just say Sam Uley's House. I connected the fire to the network. See you soon," I said. I pulled my head out of the fire and turned to the boys as the flames turned orange again.
"Wow! How didn't you get burned?" Leah asked.
"It's the way we communicate. Floo is like a telephone but we can also go places via floo," I replied. I sat down next to Sam and smiled when he kissed my head.
Half an hour later, just as I was pulling dinner out of the oven, I heard Kings' deep voice.
"Hey Kings," I said. "Foods on the table. Bells, can you serve everyone and put a place for me and Sam?"
Bells nodded and everyone walked into the kitchen.
"Hey Mione," Kings said. He kissed my cheek and shook Sam's hand.
"Kings, this is my boyfriend Sam. Are those my papers?" I asked when I noticed the papers in his hand.
"Yep. You just need to sign the sections marked with a cross and everything should be in order. Mione, why do you find it necessary to piss of government officials?" Kings asked with a grin.
"There was nothing better going on Kings. Thought I should stir the pot a little," I said. I grabbed a pen and signed my part of the form and then Sam signed his.
"Well that should all be in order. Just shove these papers in Miss. Jones' face and everything should be good. Well, I'd better head back to the office," Kings said. He kissed my cheek and shook hands with Sam before apparating away.
"Well, that's sorted out. Let's get some dinner," I said. Sam hugged me tightly and we walked into the kitchen.
"Well?" Paul asked.
"According to these papers, Sam and I are in the process of adopting the boys. You two aren't going anywhere," I said to the boys. They jumped up and hugged me and Sam tightly.
We ate dinner in silence and at around 11, everyone decided to head home. I told Uncle Charlie I would drive up later maybe but he said not to bother. After Brady and Colin went to bed, Sam and I sat on the lounge. I watched as he grabbed a beer and offered me one.
"I know you're underage but you are at home which is ok," Sam said. I took it and took a long pull from it.
"I applied for a position with the police force today while you were at work," Sam commented.
"Really? Well done baby," I said.
"I spoke to Charlie and he said I should have no problem passing all the necessary tests. I have my fitness exam next Monday," Sam commented. I lifted my head and kissed him. He deepened the kiss and I couldn't help but moan.
"I was thinking," Sam said after he pulled away.
"Sam, you've gotta stop that. The neighbours are going to think the house is burning down," I said lightly. Sam flicked my nose and smiled.
"As I was saying, I was thinking about us earlier. I have a question for you babe, do you want to move in with me?" Sam asked.
My jaw dropped and I looked at him wide-eyed.
"I mean, you practically live here anyway. Half of my bathroom and wardrobe have been taken over by things that you leave here and since we are going to be together for a while I thought it would be a good idea. I mean, if you want to wait a little while," I cut Sam off as he began to ramble by pressing my lips to his.
"I'd love to move in with you. As you said, I'm here all the time. It only takes 20 minutes to get to Forks so work won't be affected and it would help us for when the Foster bitch comes," I said.
"So, we'll start moving you in tomorrow then. The boys don't have school as it is Sunday and it can all be over before the bitch gets here," Sam said with a large grin. I kissed him again and smiled as he pulled me tightly to his chest.
The next day the boys had all met at Uncle Charlie's place and were ready to help move the stuff.
"Guys, what will take you a few hours will take us a few minutes," Fred said with a grin.
"Prove it," Paul challenged.
Fred, Blaise, Draco and I nodded and pulled out our wands. We cast shrinking charms on my bookshelves and desk before grabbing three bottomless duffle bags out of my wardrobe and putting all my clothes and books in them and casting featherweight charms on them.
"There. Done," Fred said with a grin.
I grabbed two of the duffle bags and slipped the bookshelf and desk into my pocket. Sam walked over to me and smiled.
"Aren't those heavy babe?" He asked.
"Nope. We cast featherweight charms on them which mean that even the heaviest of things is as light as air," I said. Blaise grabbed the other bag and we walked down to Sam's car. We threw everything in and we all headed back down to La Push.
As soon as we walked into the house, the phone rang. I passed the bags off to Sam and ran for the phone.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hello. My name is Peter Cook. I am from the funeral home where Mr. Dale's body is," A man on the other line said.
"Oh yes. Hello. How can I help you?" I asked as I got started on making lunch. I found myself not missing my work at the ministry and favouring the day to day tasks of taking care of a bunch of people.
"We were just wondering where Michael Dale's funeral was being held so we could bring the body," Peter said.
Sam had walked into the room just as he had said that. Sam took the phone off me and explained what we were doing. We were having a beach side ceremony where we would lay a wreath in the ocean followed by cremation. We had taken the boys out and they had chosen an urn they wanted for their father – one in the shape of a wolf.
"I hate answering questions like that," I said softly as Sam hung up the phone and wrapped his arms around my waist. He lifted my wrist where his mark stood proudly and kissed it before purring deep in his chest.
"I know baby. So do I. After Friday we can get back to normal," Sam whispered. I snuggled back into his chest and finished making the sandwiches. I got Sam to help me make the salad and we both set the table. I called everyone in for dinner and smiled as they launched themselves at the food.
"Oh by the way Mione, Ron said he isn't going to stop writing letters until you reply to one," Draco commented.
"Are you shitting me? Seriously! He has a pregnant girlfriend who he cheated on me with and he wants to talk! How dare he?" I said. Sam rubbed my neck slightly and kissed my shoulder.
"My brother is a glorified dickhead. He will get over it once the baby is born. You only have to wait about four more months," Fred said.
"I know. I'm just sick of him," I said. Brady grabbed my hand from beside me and smiled comfortingly.
The next few days passed by in a blur and finally Wednesday came around - the funeral day. The boys woke up and ate breakfast in silence before going upstairs and getting ready. I slipped a dress on and some black gladiator flats and met Sam at the bottom of the stairs.
When the boys joined us, we drove to the beach in silence. When we arrived we noticed nearly all of the La Push res were there. Sam and I guided Brady and Colin through all the people and towards the front. Brady clung to my side as Jake rested his hand on his shoulder in comfort. Colin was hugging Sam tightly and crying softly.
Billy began the ceremony, speaking in the Quileute language. I didn't know what was being said but Sam was whispering the translation in my ear. Brady and Colin let go of us to place the wreath in the water before hugging Sam and I again.
Once the ceremony was over Sam pressed his lips to mine.
"We will go and get the ashes. Do you wanna head home and get things ready for the wake?" Sam asked.
"Sure. Drop me at home and I'll make sure things are ready," I said. We walked hand in hand over to the truck where Brady and Colin were already sitting.
We soon pulled up out the front of our place and Sam turned to me.
"Love you," I whispered before I kissed him.
"Love you too. See you soon," Sam replied before I jumped out of the car and walked inside.
I had just finished putting everything out for the wake when people started arriving. I directed them to grab food and mingle before walking to the door where Sam and the boys had just entered. I kissed Sam then hugged the boys tightly.
"Food's out and everyone is here," I whispered to Sam. He nodded and walked out the back.
"Well, come on you two. You only have to stay for two hours then you can go upstairs ok?" I bargained. They nodded and grabbed my hands before we walked outside.
- Sam POV -
"That was a killer day," Mya said as she collapsed onto our bed after everyone had left. I felt a smile cross my face as I thought of it as our bed.
"I know princess. At least we can all move on now," I replied.
"I hate funerals. I have been too far to many," Mya whispered. I kicked my shoes off and slipped into bed beside her.
"Tell me," I whispered.
"Well, at the end of my fifth year I had 2 - my dad and Harry's Godfather Sirius. You know, in wolf form you look like Sirius' animal form only slightly larger. At the end of sixth year, my headmaster was murdered, during 7th year mum was killed. After that, I attended at least 30 funerals of my friends who had died in the war along with a large memorial service every year," Mya replied. I kissed her head and held her tightly.
"Hopefully there won't be any funerals for a while gorgeous," I said. Mya nodded and slipped out of the bed. She took her dress off and slipped on one of my shirts. She slipped back into bed and I smiled as she fell asleep.
- Mione POV -
Friday rolled around and at 3:15, everyone was sitting spread out around mine and Sam's living room as we awaited the arrival of Miss. Jones.
"It will be ok boys," I said.
"We don't wanna leave you or the pack," Brady whispered.
"You won't. We promise you that," Sam said to them. At precisely 3:30, the doorbell rung. Sam kissed me quickly and went to answer it.
A few seconds later, Sam walked back in followed by a slutty looking blonde in a short business suit.
"Hello boys. My name is Cordelia Jones. I am so sorry about your father," the woman said. She walked towards us and the boys shied away. I knew her perfume was irritating their noses, hell it was iritating mine.
I quickly used Legilmency on her and growled.
Look at all these attractive men but especially that hunk who answered the door. Break me off a piece of that. Eww, look at the bitch hanging off him. Well, I'll take these boys away and he'll be begging me in more ways than one to get them back.
"Alright boys, go get your stuff and we will go," Miss. Jones said as she hiked her skirt up slightly.
"I don't think so Miss. Jones," I said as I stood up. She eyed me up and down before pulling herself to her full height which was still a few inches shorter than me.
"I believe so. These boys need a stable, loving environment. One that will not be affected by stupid, teenage hormones," she said as she looked me up and down.
"I'm the one with stupid teenage hormones? Really? I'm not the one who nearly sprayed the room as she tried to hit on another woman's man," I hissed back. "If you don't get your eyes off him, I'll rip them out."
"Is that a threat?" She said.
"No a promise," I replied.
"I'll have you arrested if you touch me," she said with a smug grin.
I grabbed the papers off the table and pushed them into her chest.
"I have diplomatic immunity and considering my uncle is the Chief of Police I think I have a better shot," I said with a grin of my own.
"What are these?" The slut asked as she looked at the papers.
"Michael's list of people he would like to take care of his sons and the adoption papers of Brady and Colin," I said. The boys grabbed my hand and smirked at the woman.
She started flicking through the papers looking for a loophole. I know for a fact Kings would have made it so there was no loopholes and I loved him for that.
"You'll find that they are all in order so, please leave," I said.
"I'm afraid these are actually null and void," she said. We could all tell she was fishing and she knew she was beaten.
"Why is that?" I asked with a grin.
"You are only 19 my dear and Sam doesn't have a full time job," Cordelia said with a smirk.
"Yes, I am 19 but Sam is 22 making him an adult. If you'll re-check the paperwork you will see that Sam is the one adopting them and I was just a counter signature. Also, read page 6 again and you will see that Sam is a few days away from having a full time job so there is nothing you can do about it," I replied.
"Oh," she said.
"Come on. I'll show you the door," I said. I put my hand on her shoulder and started to push her to the door.
"If you come back here again and try and rip apart my family, I will kill you and again, that is a promise," I said. I really didn't care what she had to say so I slammed the door in her face.
I turned on my heel and walked back inside. When I walked through the door I was thrown backwards by Brady and Colin as they hugged me.
"Thank you so much," they whispered as they hugged me.
"Your welcome boys. Now, why don't all you guys go up to the movies," I said. The boys all nodded and stood up. They hugged me as they walked past and soon they were all gone.
"Alright. We should probably head off as well. Have a good afternoon you two," the elders said.
"I should give Blaise a call. They wanted to know how everthing turned out," I said. Sam nodded and kissed me before pulling me into his lap.
"You look so hot when you get angry babe. You don't have to worry though, I am all yours," Sam whispered huskily into my ear before biting my earlobe.
"I know. I also know that if you ever hurt me, a whole pack of wolves would descend on you," I moaned out as Sam kissed down my neck and across my shoulders.
"They would. As much as they respect me, they love you more. You are, after all, the pack mother now," Sam whispered.
"You know what I was thinking about the other day?" I asked Sam.
"What my love?" Sam asked.
"I was contemplating how I didn't actually miss my work at the ministry back in London," I commented. I felt Sam stop kissing me and I turned my head slightly.
"I'm sorry if I've made it seem like you have to be here," Sam whispered.
"Honey, I like it. Ever since I was 11 I haven't slowed down. I haven't been away from the wizarding world since I joined it and this feels nice. Especially when I'm with a handsome, amazing man who I love and adore," I said before kissing Sam firmly on the lips.
We didn't say much more just sat on the lounge alternating between kissing and talking. We flicked a movie on and sat back to watch it.
"I need to call Blaise," I said after 45 minutes. I grabbed the phone and dialed the number.
"Hello Swan residence this is Bella," Bella said.
"Hey hun. Can you put Blaise on," I asked. I heard the phone change hands before Blaise answered.
"Hey mama. How are you?" Blaise asked.
"Mama? B what is going on?" I asked.
"Si mama. Everything is going well. How did things go?" Blaise said.
"They went well. Text me later the reason you are acting stupid," I said before hanging up the phone.
An hour later just as Sam and I had started digging into the pizza we had ordered, the doorbel rang. I jumped up and walked to the front door. As I opened it, I gasped.
"As if my day couldn't get any worse!"
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I have two more exams left and then I am free of the clutches of school (at least until Uni starts I February). I promise to update my other stories ASAP. I was typing this on my phone which is why it is coming out now. I am lucky to be on the computer to even post this chapter. After Friday I am free and updates should become more frequent.
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