AN: I am not nor have I ever been JK Rowling.

"So Snape was offering to help him? He was definitely offering to help him?"

"If you ask that once more," I said, "I'm going to stick this sprout —"

"I'm only checking!" Ron said. We were standing alone at the Burrow's kitchen sink, peeling a mountain of sprouts for Mrs. Weasley. Snow was drifting past the window in front of them.

"Yes, Snape was offering to help him!" Harry said. "He said he'd promised Malfoy's mother to protect him, that he'd made an Unbreakable Oath or something —"

"An Unbreakable Vow?" Ron said, looking stunned. "Nah, he can't have… Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure," Harry said. "Why, what does it mean?"

"Well, you can't break an Unbreakable Vow…" I snorted. No way, I thought rolling my eyes.

"I'd worked that much out for myself, funnily enough. What happens if you break it, then?" Harry asked almost nicking his finger with his knife.

"You die," Ron said simply. I frowned thinking his words echoing in my head. "Fred and George tried to get me to make one when I was about five. I nearly did too, I was holding hands with Fred and everything when Dad found us. He went mental," said Ron, with a reminiscent gleam in his eyes. "Only time I've ever seen Dad as angry as Mum, Fred reckons his left buttock has never been the same since."

"Yeah, well, passing over Fred's left buttock —" I started disgusted.

"I beg your pardon?" Sirius said walking into the room with the twins. He would overhear me saying that too. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"Aaah, George, look at this. They're using knives and everything. Bless them." Fred said smirking at us.

"I'll be seventeen in two and a bit months' time," Ron said grumpily, "and then I'll be able to do it by magic and Hermione can't stop me!" I glared at him. He needed to learn how to do stuff without magic or he would rely to heavily on it.

"But meanwhile," George said, sitting down at the kitchen table and put his feet up on it, "we can enjoy watching you demonstrate the correct use of a — whoops-a-daisy!" He had pretended to slip and bumped Ron making him slice his hand.

"You made me do that!" said Ron angrily, sucking his cut thumb. "You wait, when I'm seventeen —"

"I'm sure you'll dazzle us all with hitherto unsuspected magical skills," Fred yawned. Sirius was smiling watching them go back and forth.

"And speaking of hitherto unsuspected skills, Ronald," George said, "what is this we hear from Ginny about you and a young lady called — unless our information is faulty — Luna Lovegood?"

Ron turned a little pink, but did not look displeased as he turned back to the sprouts.

"Mind your own business."

"What a snappy retort," Fred said. "I really don't know how you think of them. No, what we wanted to know was... how did it happen?" I passed Sirius to throw my sprouts into a pot but he pulled me into his lap.

"What d'you mean?" Ron asked looking up from the sprouts.

"Did she have an accident or something?" I froze paling. Oh Merlin.

"What?" Ron asked his ears red.

"Well, how did she sustain such extensive brain damage? Careful, now!" Mrs. Weasley entered the room just in time to see Ron throw the sprout knife at Fred, who had turned it into a paper airplane with one lazy flick of his wand,

"Ron!" She said furiously. "Don't you ever let me see you throwing knives again!"

"I won't," said Ron, "let you see," he added under his breath, as he turned back to the sprout mountain. I smirked and leaned back against Sirius. The twins had it coming if you asked me. Ron had never said it but I had a feeling he was in love with Luna.

"Fred, George, I'm sorry, dears, but Remus is arriving tonight, so Bill will have to squeeze in with you two."

"No problem," George said shrugging.

"Then, as Charlie isn't coming home, that just leaves Harry and Ron in the attic, and if Fleur shares with Ginny —"

"— that'll make Ginny's Christmas —" Fred muttered. I glared at him but he didn't seem to notice.

"— everyone should be comfortable. Well, they'll have a bed, anyway," Mrs. Weasley said, sounding slightly harassed.

"Percy definitely not showing his ugly face, then?" Fred asked darkly. Mrs. Weasley turned away before she answered.

"No, he's busy, I expect, at the Ministry." Her voice wavered and I quickly changed the subject.

"Looks like Sirius and I will have to go back to Grimmauld Place then." Mrs. Weasley turned quickly her eyes widening in horror.

"Oh Merlin. I completely forgot you were going to stay in Fred and George's room."

"Don't worry Molly its fine." Sirius said playing with a strand of my hair. "Besides we're newlyweds." I blushed and ducked my head. Fred and George groaned, Harry shifted uncomfortably and Ron made a disgusted face.

"Behave." I whispered. He smirked but didn't say anything. Mrs. Weasley walked out of the room her eyes distant and pained.

"Percy is the worlds biggest prat –" The front door banged open and Remus and Tonks came in holding hands and giggling. They froze when they saw our somber faces.

"What happened?" Remus asked after a moment looking around the room.

"Percy won't be coming home for Christmas." George spat sitting heavily at the table. Remus frowned and Tonks seemed to be deflating from whatever she had been on.

"I'm sorry –" Remus started but Fred shook his head.

"Not your fault he's too bloody prideful to admit he was wrong." Ron was looking out the window absently a frown on his face. I shifted uncomfortably and Sirius rubbed his hands up and down my arms. Ever since we had gotten married he seemed to know my moods better. Probably from the binding spell on us that came with marriage.

"Anyway," George said. I frowned guess I had missed half of the conversation from my wandering mind. "We're off to the village, there's a very pretty girl working in the paper shop who thinks my card tricks are something marvelous… almost like real magic…" I smiled but didn't say anything. Sirius groaned softly when I shifted in his lap.

"We should get going too." Sirius said sliding me off his lap so could stand. I frowned but didn't say anything. "We'll see you tomorrow."

Sirius pulled me out of the room quickly and I almost tripped trying to keep up with him. What the hell? He grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it into the fireplace yelling, "Grimmauld Place library." He vanished in the swirling green flames.

I followed suit throwing the floo powder into the fireplace. "Grimmauld Place library." My stomach swooped as I spun and I closed my eyes. A moment later I fell out of the fireplace and Sirius caught me.

His eyes darkened as he looked down at me. Oooohhhh. I understood that look perfectly. A moment later he pushed me against the wall and was kissing me his fingers digging into my hair. I moaned and he pulled me into his arms.

"I love you Mrs Black." And then he carried me up the stairs to our room.

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