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His Boy

Chapter Forty-Seven: Wedding

"Bum bum bum bum." Harry was in full excitement mode as he skipped up and down the hallway between the stairs and Remus's bedroom. He spun in a circle, dancing boldly with Lion and then flopping down in a chair in the alcove. He bounced up and down a few times, unable to contain himself.

Tomorrow Sirius and Lexie were getting married.

Tomorrow Lexie was signing adoption papers.

Tomorrow Harry would officially, have a pair of parents again. A dad and a mum who were all his forever and ever.

It was something any little boy who had never really known his own parents except for the stories he was told about them could wish for. After all, Sirius and Lexie were the closest thing he had to his true parents. And Remus of course who was like a second dad. So, in a way, Harry was a pretty lucky kid. He had three parents instead of just two!

Bouncing down the hallway again, Harry finally heard the front door open and shut. He raced over to the banister where he could see down into the first floor from the third, the second floor jutting out just a little bit beneath it, but not much. It was a pretty perfect spot to watch things when you didn't want to be seen, and right now, Harry was hiding.

Actually, Remus had merely convinced him he should go play at being a spy up on the third floor while they worked on setting up for the wedding in the back yard. It was going to be a wondrous event with lots of family and friends in attendance, but in order to get it ready, there was a lot of work to do.

The large back garden was being transformed into an enchanting fairy garden. Chairs were being set up and flowers delivered. And since all of the adults were busy setting things up, Harry had been given the completely difficult task of keeping himself occupied while also being stuck indoors at least until tomorrow. He wasn't allowed out in the back garden for any reason short of an emergency at this point. Heck, he wasn't even allowed on the first floor right now.

Harry lay down on his stomach, peering through the bars as a man in white robes carried a bunch of flowers into the house. He and Sirius disappeared from view and the front door closed. Harry heaved a sigh. Being a spy had been fun at first, but after the long stream of flowers and chairs, and whatever else it was people needed for weddings coming through the door, he had grown bored. He didn't have anyone to play with but his toys at the moment. Sirius and Remus were both working on setting things up and Lexie and Rozzie were taking a much needed afternoon nap.

What was a four almost five year old supposed to do in such trying circumstances?

Deciding he was quite done with playing at being a spy since there was absolutely nothing interesting about spying anymore, Harry made his way down to the second floor of the house and into his playroom. He shut the door and then turned on his train that ran along the wall, liking to watch it.

After a little bit of watching, Harry decided he was going to race his train. So he hopped onto his toy train with the pedals and began pedaling. Round and round he went, going as fast as he could, keeping up with his train and laughing happily as he finally passed it by. Boy he sure was fast if he could beat his train!

Harry spent the next half hour or so racing his train set on different speeds. Sometimes it would rocket around the room and he couldn't catch it. Other times it would be as slow as a snail. One time he even had it at a dead stop, but that wasn't nearly as fun as racing it when they were going about the same speed.

When Harry had grown tired of racing his train, he turned his attention to his toy broom which he was not allowed to ride in the house. It was his absolute favorite toy though… and he wasn't allowed outside in the back yard today so there was no way he could ride it. Heaving a sigh, he made his way over to his toy box instead, pulling out dinosaurs and blocks and his wooden train that Sirius had gotten him on the very first day that had really been together. He still enjoyed playing with it fairly frequently but he had other toys he enjoyed now too.

"Rawr! I'm gonna get you T-Rex!" Harry stomped, pushing his train along the floor and ramming it into his plastic t-rex which fell over from the impact. Harry laughed and ran over several of his other dinosaurs before the dinosaurs turned on the train and began attacking it back. It was quite the battle. In the end though, the train won because Harry liked it better than his dinosaurs. However, his eyes kept straying over to his toy broomstick…

By the time Sirius came upstairs to tell Harry it was time to come down for dinner, the playroom was an absolute mess. Toys were strewn everywhere. Blocks, animals, dinosaurs, cars… you name it, it was on the floor. It looked like Harry's toy box and shelves had thrown up all of their contents just to appease their tiny master. And sitting right in the middle of the mess was a tiny black hair boy, his face covered in tears as he clutched at two wooden sticks that looked like they had once been one together.

Sirius instantly knew what those two pieces of wood had been and exactly why Harry would be crying and trying to stick them back together.

"Prongslet?"

Harry jumped, looking up at Padfoot, his face red and streaked with tears while more continued to flow down his little face, the perfect image of heartbreak. He had a lovely bump on his forehead too, right next to his lightening bolt scar.

"What happened?"

"I… I…" Harry hiccupped and dropped the pieces of his toy broomstick, falling forward and burying his face against a stuffed turtle that usually lived on one of the wall's built in bookcases.

Sirius stepped over the heaps of toys and lifted Harry up off of the floor and carried him over to the window seat where he sat down, little boy in his lap. "Were you riding on your toy broom inside?"

Harry hesitated and then he nodded. Padfoot had always told him never to lie, even if he thought he'd get in trouble for it. Sirius had explained that it was better to admit when you'd done something wrong than to lie and lose the trust of the person you'd lied to. Harry didn't want to lose Sirius's trust… though he wasn't so sure he wanted to get into trouble either.

"And what happened?"

"B-broke it." Harry cried out, a fresh wave of tears plummeting downwards from his eyeballs.

"How'd that happen?"

"W-wall." Harry said, pointing over at the wall right next to the now open door where there was a very obvious little round hole. Sirius could take it from there. Harry must have been going too fast around the room and run into the wall before he could turn properly. The broom would have hit the wall, Harry would have been bounced forward, thus hitting his forehead on the wall as well. Lodged in the wall, the force of Harry bouncing back off of the wall and onto the broom would have easily snapped the handle.

The little boy's bottom wouldn't be feeling any better than his head right now if Sirius guess it right.

"So, your broom broke because you were riding inside, which, as we both know, is against the rules."

Harry gulped. There was that rule he had been dreading hearing. Oh he knew he wasn't supposed to ride his broom inside! But he hadn't been able to help it. The day had been so long and boring and he hadn't been able to go outside at all. He usually went outside every morning after breakfast to ride his broom. "Am I getting a time out?"

"Well, your broom is broken, I think that's probably punishment enough, don't you?" Sirius asked. He knew exactly how much Harry loved his broomstick… it broke his heart to see Harry so down trodden, but he'd deliberately gone against a rule when he knew he wasn't supposed to. He needed to be disciplined appropriately.

Harry nodded. He buried his face against Sirius's shoulder, but the older man still heard a fairly clear. "Can you fix it?" come out of the little boy's mouth.

"Nope. I can't, it's not one of those things that can be fixed easily without the proper spells, and unfortunately, I'm no broom maker. I could mend it, but it won't ever fly again."

Harry cried harder, his shoulder shaking.

"Alright mate. Now it's dinner time, but once we're finished, you need to clean this room up until it's nice and spiffy, understood?"

"Yes, Paddy." Harry nodded, feeling really badly now. He had broken his broom and now he had to clean up all of his toys… geez, today was the worst. "Can… Can I've a new broom?"

"We'll see. Maybe for your birthday, but not this week."

Harry gulped, feeling his heart sink lower this time. He knew he'd messed up big time if his Paddy wasn't even willing to see about getting him a new broom for a whole week!

Sirius knew he was being a bit harsh. He watched Harry's defeated little being make it's way down the stairs and along towards the kitchen. He felt bad, but he couldn't always be the good guy who let Harry do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted to otherwise he'd never learn how to be a good person when he grew up. If he gave Harry a new broom right after he'd broken the one he'd already had or any time he did something that involved a broken rule, the kid would never learn to be responsible and would take things for granted.

Harry ate his dinner in solemnity, pushing his ham around on his plate like a very sad little duckling, but there was nothing anyone could do to cheer him up. Oh they tried, but nothing worked. He was taking this whole broom thing very hard, but then again, he had to be punished somehow. Going a week without a broom because he had broken his by disobeying the rules seemed like a perfectly logical answer. And actually, it gave Sirius a pretty good idea on what to get Harry for his birthday which was fast approaching in only two weeks time.

After dinner, Harry picked up his playroom instead of helping give Rozzie a bath which had become one of his favorite parts of the bedtime routine. He liked the way her hair felt, dark against her still kind of pink scalp. And how calm she got, seeming to really like it when he rubbed the water/oil mixture into her skin gently. However, he did finish cleaning in time to sing to her. He was turning out to be a better big brother than the adults had expected him to be. Maybe it was because he knew what it felt like to feel unloved in your own home, or because he took after Lily quite a bit personality wise, or because he'd been prepped for the baby or how he hadn't been able to spend much time with her when she'd been in the hospital. Whatever the reason, Harry doted upon 'his' baby. Oh, he hated it when she was crying and sometimes he wanted the adults to pay attention to him when they were busy with her and he got jealous, but when bedtime rolled around, he was the sweetest little boy on the planet.

"R is for Rozilynn R-O-Z-I-L-Y-N-N." Harry sang, dancing back and forth while Rozzie sat in Sirius's lap, her tiny hands in Harry's. "S is for silly. S-I-L-L-Y…" Remus had come up with the new song though. He said it was never to early to learn how to spell things, nor to practice Harry's spelling while school was out for the summer.

Rozzie let out a little happy sigh of contentment, her eyes shutting as she was lulled to sleep as she always was… Wrapped tightly in a blanket her mother had washed, sitting in her father's lap, and being sung to by her brother. She may have been born early and blind, but she'd also been born into a family that loved her to the end of the universe and back again.

Harry always liked this part the best, where Rozzie was happy enough to go to sleep instead of crying. He liked her best when she wasn't crying or needing anything from anyone really. He let go of her hands and Sirius handed her off to Lexie who carried her upstairs.

Sirius scooped up Harry to get him into his bath. Remus cleaned up the dinner plates and headed up the stairs to get the book he and Harry were currently reading at bedtime.

Aside from a broken broom, it wasn't too bad of a day after all.

…...

Harry woke at the usual time the next morning to a bright sunny day full of birds chirping. He beamed, staring up at the ceiling of his bedroom, painted with stars enchanted to really glow in the dark. Lexie had done that one.

Today was the day… the wonderful day that his family became officially his. It was very exciting.

Knowing that he'd just have to change into his suit later, Harry didn't bother getting dressed, preferring his pajamas anyway. They were his cool ones with the trains on them, though they were getting to be a bit small on him, much more worn out than they had been when he'd first gotten them.

He made his way downstairs to the kitchen and found that it was empty. Now why would that be? Normally when he got downstairs someone was cooking breakfast for him and everyone else. Where could they be?

Upon further investigation, Harry found himself peering into Sirius and Lexie's bedroom. Their bed was empty as was Rozzie's bassinet that sat flush up against the bed on Lexie's side.

Frowning, Harry padded his way upstairs to Moony's room. It was empty of life as well. Where could everyone possibly be? This was very weird.

Deciding maybe they were downstairs and he had missed them somehow, Harry headed back down and checked the kitchen again. There was still no one here. There wasn't even any coffee brewing in the pot. Where were they?!

Harry was beginning to get a little bit scared now that he was having so much trouble finding people. Where was his Padfoot? His Moony? His Muma-Lexie and Rozzie? How could a house full of people be there one night and not there in the next morning without taking one of their children with them?

Perhaps… Harry thought… Perhaps they had decided they didn't want him after all. Perhaps Sirius had decided he only wanted one kid and had picked Rozzie since she was still a baby and needed a lot more help than Harry did. She couldn't even eat more than milk yet.

Just as he was beginning to cry and feeling so very lost, the back door opened and Remus popped his head in. "Morning Harry! We're having breakfast outside today."

Harry blinked in shock. Breakfast outside? They'd never done that before.

"I thought you left me." Harry stated as he came out through the back door and climbed up into Remus's lap, snuggling his face against his Moony's chest. "I thought you were all gone!"

"Oh goodness no Harry." Sirius laughed, reaching out a hand to ruffle Harry's hair affectionately. "We'd never go anywhere without you or without you knowing. It's just such a beautiful day out, isn't it?"

"Mhm!' Harry nodded with a smile and then looked around again. "Where's Muma-Lexie and Rozzie?"

"They're hiding out in the guest room this morning. It's bad luck for the groom to see the bride the night before the wedding you know."

"But you did see Muma-Lexie last night!" Harry exclaimed worriedly. Wouldn't they have bad luck now?

"Oh, well, that doesn't really count. It's more like… after nine o'clock at night until the wedding that we can't see each other or it'll be bad luck."

"Oh!" Harry sighed with relief, glad that there wouldn't be any bad luck after all. He wanted this day to go well. It was pretty important after all.

After breakfast, the men cleared the outside table they'd been eating out. A portion of the back garden was currently taken up by chairs and a large carved wooden structure that Sirius and Lexie would be married beneath. Harry hadn't seen any of it yet.

There were flowers everywhere. It looked pretty good to him. He liked flowers… they were pretty. Which is something little boys can admit that most men can't.

After everything was clean, they all headed inside to get ready for the big day that would begin in a couple of hours. The wedding was specifically planned around a particular baby's morning naptime so that there would be a minimum of interruptions during which she would need feeding as opposed to diaper changing, which was something Remus could handle quite well.

…...

Harry tugged at his Snitch shaped tie, glad to be wearing it instead of the one he had to wear to school. It was much less tight and cooler than his school tie.

People were already arriving as Harry was getting dressed, so he'd had to go downstairs to get help from Sirius with his bow tie. He was quite pleased now though, as he stood in the dining room watching through the window as people took their seats. He was supposed to stay in here so that he could walk down the aisle carrying the wedding rings on a pillow. He wasn't sure why he was carrying rings on a pillow or why Lexie even needed a second ring since she already had her engagement ring, but sometimes there was no use in questioning the ways of the grown ups.

"Harry!" Luna came bounding up to him from the kitchen. She wore a bright yellow dress the color of egg yolks and a brilliant red fez on top of her head. Spinning in a circle Harry saw she was also wearing a giant sun flower on the front of her dress.

"Hi Luna!" He exclaimed brightly, happy to see her. It had been a while since he'd been able to properly play with his Luna-sissy. Not that he hadn't wanted to, but because it had been such a busy summer already and Luna had been away with her father hunting down something called Crumple Horned Snorkacks. "I like your hat."

"It's a fez!" Luna said delightedly clapping her hands together. "I wear a fez now, fezzes are cool! I like your bow tie!"

"Bowties are cool." Harry laughed back, clapping his hands too. They both jumped about a bit before Xeno came to retrieve Luna so they could take their seats. The wedding was starting soon.

"Alright Harry, it's time. Remember, just like we practiced." Remus was suddenly saying. And then there was music play and Harry walked out the kitchen door holding the blue satin pillow with the silver rings on it glinting in the sun. He felt the soft breeze whip at his hair and he gulped, walking down the long aisle of grass between the chairs full of people. He could see the Weasleys sitting next to the Lovegoods and there was Neville with his grandmother. He didn't see Hermione… she and her parents were away in France for the summer and wouldn't be back until the middle of August. But a lot of the people he saw didn't look all to familiar. There were a few more who did, like Hagrid, but a lot of these people were complete strangers.

Harry gulped and held his head high, taking his steps like he'd been show. Right foot. Together. Left foot. Together. Right foot. Together… repeat. He had to go slow so as not to screw up the tempo of everyone else walking in time to the music.

Now, normally it would have been the bride's maids, and then Harry, but because he was feeling a little nervous about the whole thing, he was going first with Remus and Sirius right behind him, their arms link in brothership while Sirius carried his daughter.

It was with absolute relief that Harry arrived at the carved wooden altar. He turned around in his spot and watched as Sirius and Remus came up the aisle and took their places beside Harry, Sirius handing Rozzie off to Remus. She wore her own pretty little blue dress covered in golden snitches so she matched Harry and which was quite the change from the typical pajamas she was normally rocking out in. After Remus and Sirius came Lexie's bride's maids, two ladies in green dresses that Harry didn't recognize.

Next came Ginny, decked out in an adorable mint green dress that flounced about her as she flung pale pink flower petals with every step. Harry grinned. Ginny looked really pretty, especially her hair, but then, Harry had always thought Ginny looked pretty. When you were four going on five you could admit to things like that.

And then, looking ever so beautiful… Lexie. She wore a very simple white cotton gown that flowed down to the grass and trailed along behind her. There were bits of lace on it in places and her headpiece consisted of a simple ring of flowers and white ribbons flowing prettily down her wavy milk chocolate hair. However, it was neither the dress or her hair that made Lexie so pretty right then… but her smile. She was grinning so widely that she looked positively radiant, outshining the man on her arm who was leading her down the aisle. Harry had never met him before either, though he knew the man was Lexie's brother.

Lexie finally reached the end of the aisle, taking her place next to Sirius and her bride's maids. The ceremony began…

It went on and on, until Harry was ready to sit down and exclaim that he was bored. Really? How long was it going to take for the short man with flyaway hair to just tell them they were married already? It was never this arduous when he played wedding with Ginny. Even Rozzie seemed to be getting restless since she started crying. Remus bounced her and took her inside to change her diaper. However, they returned before the good part.

"Do you Sirius, take Alexandria to be your wife. To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, for as long as you both shall live?"

Harry perked up. He knew this part of the wedding.

"I do." Sirius stated, reaching out and taking Lexie's hand in his with a smile on his face that said he was the luckiest guy alive.

"And do you Alexandria take Sirius to be your husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse, for as long as you both shall live?"

Lexie smile too, looking like she was between laughing and crying all at once. "I do."

"The rings please then."

Harry stepped forward with his pillow, walking over to stand before Sirius and Lexie. Sirius took Lexie's ring and Lexie took Sirius's. They exchanged them, putting them on one another's hands as Harry returned to his spot by Remus.

"And thus, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." The little man stated boldly.

Sirius laughed and swooped upon Lexie, kissing her full on the mouth to the cheers and whoops of their guests.

"But wait, there's more!" The little man announced once everyone had settled down a bit. "If we could have the ring bearer return to the altar."

Harry didn't remember this part of the rehearsal they had done that morning when he'd still been in his pajamas and they'd only had half of their wedding procession. Nervous, he walked back over to the altar, and Sirius scooped him up, resting him on his hip. The short man with the funny hair continued.

"It is with great pride that today we not only celebrate the coming together as a couple, but also the coming together as a family. This morning Alexandria signed the papers and is now, officially, recognized by both the wizarding and Muggle worlds as the adoptive mother to Sirius's son, Harry."

Harry wasn't quite sure what all those bigger words meant, but the ones that clicked in his head were 'Alexandria', 'mother', and 'Harry.'

His little body bubbling with joy at his family being an official family, Harry shot himself forward out of Sirius's arms and into Lexie's. She caught him up as she had the first them they'd met, holding him tightly and burying her face in his hair. This little boy was hers now too. Oh, he would always belong to Lily and James, but being able to raise him for them, being able to be called his mother since his real one could not be there… there was something remarkably special about that. Sirius and Lexie could never really replace James and Lily, but they could make sure their son was raised properly and with the love he deserved.

"It is also with great pride…" Sirius began. "That we bestow the name of 'godfather' of our daughter Rozilynn, to my best man, Remus Lupin."

There was more clapping, more whooping. Everyone was so happy today.

…...

Cake.

Harry stared up at the ginormous blue masterpiece like it was the most wonderful thing he had ever seen in his entire little life of living on this planet. He was tempted to reach a hand out… just to get a little taste of the frosting… but then Remus caught him and swooped him up from the grass.

"Whatcha doing, Harry?"

"Moony, when are we gonna eat cake?" Harry asked, craning his neck around to look back at the delicious mound of perfection as Remus carried him away from it and towards one of the many tables that had been magically sprung up after the wedding ceremony.

Remus laughed at Harry's one track mind. He had been asking about the cake since he had laid eyes on it yesterday. He didn't ask about it constantly, but every now and then he'd mention it, like he was worried it would always just be sitting around not being eaten when it so obviously needed to be eaten.

"Sirius and Lexie are going to have their first dance, and then after everyone has done a bit of dancing and had a bit of lunch, then there will be cake."

"Aw." Harry pouted. He really wanted that cake now.

The center of the area the chairs had been in before had now been transformed into a dance floor. Remus carried Harry over to it where they had a good view of Sirius and Lexie getting ready to have their first dance. Rozzie was contently being rocked by Mrs. Weasley.

"I give you, Sirius and Alexandria Black!" Someone stated from off to the side of the dance floor. Harry watched with rapt attention as Sirius took Lexie in his arms and they began to glide about the dance floor. They looked so happy…

Harry squirmed, unable to help himself. Remus let him down and before he could grab hold of him again, Harry shot off across the dance floor, heading straight for Sirius and Lexie. He grabbed hold of Sirius's leg.

Padfoot looked down in shock for a moment and then laughed, lifting Harry up. Lexie smiled and wrapped an arm around Harry as well until they were all three dancing together. Harry wrapped an arm around both of their necks, relishing this moment of happiness. He had never danced like this with anyone before. It was really nice.

Mrs. Weasley brought Rozzie over and Sirius cradled her gently. Lexie took her baby's hand and they all four together danced. It took another moment but then Lexie let go of Rozzie's hand and motioned for Remus to join them. He shook his head.

Well, Lexie wasn't about to have that. She let Sirius hold both of the children and marched across the dance floor. She grabbed hold of Remus's hand and pulled him along behind her. "Remus Lupin, you are just as much a big part of this family as the rest of us and I will not have you ruining my wedding by not dancing with us as a family."

Remus caved. He took Rozzie from Sirius with one arm and laid his other over his best mate's shoulders. Sirius did the same and Lexie placed one arm over Remus's shoulder, the other holding onto half of Harry's weight, her and Sirius's arms making a sort of makeshift chair for the little boy.

And there they danced, a family of five. They may have looked like quite an odd family, but there was something special about odd families. There was never another family like it.

Once the dancing was done, Harry had to eat his lunch of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a side of pickle before it was finally time to cut that wonderfully gigantic cake.

He watched, pickle juice on his fingers, as Sirius and Lexie cut the first slice of cake and then, to his horror, smashed it in each other's faces. How dare they waste such yummy looking cake!?

To his relief though, there was no more cake smashing after that. Sirius handed him the next cut piece, a large delicious slice of cake with plenty of frosting. Harry dug in. If all weddings had cake, well, he was pretty sure he could get used to going to them.

…...

Later that afternoon, after all of the guests had gone home, Harry sat on the foot of his bed watching Sirius pack his little red suitcase. They had all changed out of their party clothes and into things that were much more comfortable.

"Paddy, why are you packing?"

"Well Harry, we've all got to pack for the honey moon."

"The honey moon?"

Sirius paused, looking up at Harry in confusion. "Harry, I thought Moony had already told you about it?"

"Nu-uh." Harry shook his head.

"Well, when people get married, they go on a special trip called a honey moon. It's like that time we went on holiday to the beach last summer." Sirius explained as he packed some shorts into Harry's suitcase.

"Are we going to the beach again?" Harry asked quite excitedly.

"Nope. That's a surprise. You'll have to wait and see when we get there. Okay?"

"Okay." Harry nodded. He really liked surprises, though he kind of did want to know where they were going still. "Paddy, will I like the honey moon?"

"Prongslet, you are going to love it."

Woohoo, hey guys! Look! Look! Two chapters in under two days. I'm so proud of myself right now. Anyway, I really hope you enjoyed this chapter. I like the way it came out a lot, though parts of it feel rushed, but not at the same time. I'm banking on getting at least fifty chapters into this before it ends, so we've got about three more to go. I hope you liked it! Please let me know what you thought if you have the time or any suggestions or just anything at all! I love hearing from you guys, it really makes my day.

Love as always crocadilians,

S.Q.O.