Thanks to PrincessBetty01 for writing the argument scene between Severus and Ilaria! You rock!
They arrive at Bocca di Lupo 20 minutes later, Ilaria parking the car outside of the small building, which has a huge window showing the warm cosy interior, with low hanging lights and a bar, with tables and chairs strewn across the room. They exit the car and Ilaria pulls Harry into her side, leading the way for the other two. They enter the restaurant and a young man dressed smartly in black slacks, black button up and a black vest, his white apron standing out, "Welcome Mistress Black to Bocca di Lupo, I will be your personal waiter tonight. My name is Francesco; it is a pleasure to meet you." She smiles slightly and thanks him, before asking to be lead to their table, "Of course, right this way." And he leads them to a secluded table nearest the bar, where it will be easiest for them to order drinks, "Thank you Francesco, we appreciate it. A bottle of your finest wine please, and ignore the fact the young one will be having a small glass."
They sit down and he nods, tapping his nose conspicuously and she laughs, before he heads off. Sirius and Remus glare at her and said Werewolf speaks up, "He's only fifteen, Ilaria, he isn't having wine!" She rolls her eyes and leans towards her mother, her eyebrows raised, "He is having a little bit because he needs to learn which wines he likes for when he turns seventeen, because unlike all of you, I am going to actually teach him what it is to be a Lord, because all of you keep shielding him! How is he going to learn how to look after himself if all of you keep babying him!? He's a smart kid, treat him like it." By the end of her little speech, her tone is like steel, and Remus has a look on his face that says he's just been slapped. She sits back just as Francesco comes with a tray that has a silver glass type holder with ice in it and a bottle of Pignolo Delle Venezie and three normal sized wineglasses and a half a wineglass for Harry.
"Here you are ma'am. Shall I pour for you?" She smiles at him and nods her thanks, and he does so. She picks the glass up, brings it to eye level and swishes it about a little, before bringing it to her nose and sniffing it. She nods before taking a sip and smiling, "Perfect, thank you Francesco, you may pour for the others." She chuckles at Harry's confused expression and she pats his hand gently, "You do that to show your waiter you approve of the wine. All Lord's and their Heir's do it, and you would know that if someone hadn't been so slack in teaching you." The last part is directed at her father who gapes at her. Before long, Francesco is back with the menus, and they have a look through before Ilaria decides she wants the Pappardelle with duck ragú, Sirius deciding on the Tagliolini au gratin with prawns & samphire, with Remus having the same as his Dominant, and Harry asking Ilaria what he would like. She looks through the menu and smiles when she sees just the thing, "He'll have the Coniglio tonnato con le fave." Francesco nods, smiling kindly at the young one who grins back, "Right away ma'am." He says before leaving.
Ilaria smiles slightly before taking a sip of her wine, when suddenly, she sees none other than Snape and Lucius Malfoy entering the restaurant, "Can't we have one night without fucking Death Eater's?" She hisses and Harry frowns, before following her gaze and seeing Snape and Malfoy Sr. for himself, "They're just friends…" He trails off at Sirius' glare and Ilaria tells him to back off, "He's entitled to his own opinions." Sirius shakes his head and turns around, to find Snape and Malfoy conversing, "What are they saying?" Sirius grumbles and Harry rolls his eyes, before focusing on their lips. After a few minutes he states, "Something about meetings and what they're going to do at them. Other than that, I have no idea…" Suddenly, their meals arrive and they dig in, savouring everything.
Everyone enjoyed their meal immensely, even if Harry was unsure about the taste of the wine, but had a sip anyway. It was unusual, but it wasn't unpleasant, but Ilaria insisted he kept trying it from time to time to get used to it. Sirius would wait on purpose until hardly anyone was watching before he turned the Werewolf's head and snuck a kiss to taste the food from him. Once the dominant declared that the food-and the kiss-was delicious, Remus lowered his head and blushed furiously, causing their daughter to smirk and tutted at them for such crude behaviour in public.
Harry watched them interact and he found himself wondering what it was like to be apart of a family like that, even if he was invited into the Weasley's home, he's never felt part of their family; he always felt like an outsider and he wondered if there was such a thing as paternal love for him. He shrugs, smiling slightly at them as he takes another sip of the wine as Ilaria reiterates the fact that Harry needs to learn about his important Lord roles and having no excuse to put them off any longer, "Brats like you have no place to teach such mannerisms, Miss Black." An acerbic voice intones and she turns to find Snape sneering at her. She glares at him, "Oh? Forgive me, Snape, but interrupting a conversation without obtaining our attention is considered rude and impolite in sophisticated society." She smirks and leans back in her chair, unafraid of the Potions Master and his snide remarks.
Severus scoffed, his dark eyes narrowed at the young woman in front of him, "Considering you disappeared for 7-8 years, your role as Heir is lacking around here."
"You already know why." Her upper lip twitched, nearly sneering at the man but she refrains, "I don't need to explain to anyone the details behind the lackness of my duties. As long as I follow my Lord and Heir roles, it doesn't matter what happens in the absence of time."
"Really?" His sarcasm hits the wall and she scoffs, "Then what is it they call distressing loved ones is a role to partake in?" Sirius growls and stands up, not a metre from Snape and snarls at him, "Hey! That's my daughter you're talking to, Snivellus! You're an outright bastard to Remus and I, but my daughter? You've got some fucking nerve!" He growls heavily, almost drawing out his animagus form and Ilaria shoots him a warning look, Severus' dark eyes narrowing at Sirius, "You haven't been a father, Black, you never have been. All you did was rung off and let your little wife do all the work." Sirius' eyes were huge with indignation, "Take that back! I love my daughter and I'd do anything for her!"
"Really?" Severus asks dryly, "If she told you to kill me, you would do it?" He asks scathingly, raising an eyebrow, "She wouldn't have to say a word." Sirius growls out, "So much like your mother." Severus drawls, "I'm thankful enough she disowned you when she did. She had every right to do so and more." Harry shakes his head at their immaturity and Remus shrugs, "Oh? You think your father was any better? Abusing you while he was drunk as fuck?" Sirius snorted Ilaria stands, about to say something when Sirius cuts in, "You cried every time Father's Day was mentioned and you bloody well blew that secret!"
Severus marched up to him and barely gave him any space, Sirius' hands curling into fists and getting ready to attack, "Oh for fuck sake!" Ilaria hisses and her eyes flash from their normal colour to crimson, her eyes glowing, "Snape, get out! You've ruined our celebration dinner and you knew we'd be here!" Her voice grew icier and more dangerous with every word and Severus turned to face her, "Trying to get your way, brat?"
"I'm trying to enjoy my life again." She narrows her eyes at him, "Get out, before I call the manager. He's a personal friend of mine." Lucius snorts and replies scathingly, "Doubt it. I've known the manager since before you were born." She turns to him and smirks, stating, "Hence the reason why you're his 2-year-olds Godmother and co. owner, huh?" Lucius scowls Severus sneers, "How about you make us?" Severus challenges and she replies, "Just try me, I dare you." Her fingers twitch, just itching for some action, "Don't you dare touch my daughter Snape!" Sirius was eager to punch the Slytherin in the nose, aiming to break the darn thing again.
Remus and Harry exchanged a glance as they realized it was too late to reason with any of the other four, so they stand and exit the restaurant, heading out to the car and Harry leaning against it, watching the scene inside unfold, "They're so immature…" He mutters and Remus nods in agreement. They watch as Sirius says something and Severus sneers at him, with Lucius and Ilaria arguing.
"I'll send that dark heart to your fucking master, Malfoy, and let's see how much he cares for you then?" Ilaria spits bitterly and Lucius stands tall, "Blood traitor." He scoffs, "I don't know why we're bothering. Severus, let's go." Severus glares at his friend but follows him out and Ilaria and Sirius smirk, watching them leave. She was proud of herself for winning this little argument, and it proved that the man couldn't handle her. Sirius smiled a huge smile, happy to know that this was won by the Black Family members, and to see Snivellus leaving without casting a single spell.