Previously on A Tale Of Two Wizards Full Circle: Chapter 28
Emilio spent two and a half hours touring the first vendor, then enjoyed a lavish lunch after the tour. It was almost 1:30 pm when Emilio arrived at the second vendor. Both vendors met with Emilio's approval and were given clean bills of service.
After using the bathroom and doing a quick wash up, Emilio was headed for his desk when Wallace popped up with his messages.
"Thank you Wallace. How are things?"
"All is well Minister. I'm working on your request. A minute of your time, if I may."
"Step into my office," answered Emilio in an almost furtive manner. "No need to bandy my request about the floor."
Wallace followed behind Emilio without commenting.
"You may have five minutes of my time." Joked Emilio as he removed his outer robes.
"Very good Minister." Wallace replied, allowing himself a quick smile. "I have been in contact with a fellow who has given me three names that meet your criteria. I'll have something more for you by the end of the day."
"Sounds as though you've made a great start. I appreciate your diligence. I may step away from my desk for a few minutes, but I plan to be here after hours. You may leave your findings on my desk. Thank you."
"No problem Minister. If the results don't come through today, I'll have them on your desk by mid-morning Monday."
"That's fine Wallace. I'll leave it up to you."
/*/
Emilio went through his messages and was delighted to find The CW at Ministry of Magic wanted a call back.
As laid back as he normally was, Emilio began to perspire. This was it. He was in or he wasn't. Matt's face appeared before him with a reminder Emilio would do well to consider his offer.
"Not this time cousin," Emilio murmured before picking up the phone to dial.
A Tale Of Two Wizards Full Circle: Chapter 29
After finishing breakfast, Hermione picked up her wand to summon Scorp's books from her beaded bag allowing them to land softly on the living room couch.
"My books mum. You remembered." Scorp shouted excitedly. "Two days have passed so I'm off the punishment. My books Mela. I'm off punishment. Right mum?"
Hermione waved her wand towards the bag once more. This time Scorp's number and letter packets appeared and fell softly on the living room table. "You are correct love. Two days have passed and you are off punishment. Mela and I will read to you. However, before you get to your books, you will study your letters. We don't want to lose your momentum."
Carmela was taking in the conversation but did not comment on Scorp being on punishment. She'd raised two young wizards. Punishments were a way of life. Carmela did comment when Scorp questioned Hermione about his mentum.
"Mo-men-tum," she and Hermione commented, correcting Scorp simultaneously.
"Simply put Scorp, the word means we don't want to slow down the speed with which you are learning," added Carmela.
"Okay Mela." He said, giving his shoulders a quick shrug. "I won't slow down. Dusty and Crissy think I'm smart. I think Embers does too, but he doesn't say it. He just smiles."
Carmela and Hermione stood there proudly listening to their favorite little wizard giving life lessons.
"Mela and I have to work on a project for a bit, so I'll set you a task. Look at your old letter books and see how many words you can make. Spread your words out on the table. Make different words."
"From my baby books?" Asked Scorp.
Shooting Carmela a furtive smile, Hermione confirmed his question. "Yes Scorp. Use your baby books to make your words."
Once again waving her wand, Hermione cast a spell to multiply the individual letters.
/*/
Safely in the den, Carmela covered her mouth to muffle a laugh. "I just love the confidence of our little man. He'll never cease to amaze me. His baby books. I imagine as an almost three year old wizard, he is practically grown."
Hermione shared the laugh, but gave a semi maudlin reply. "Draco is missing so much."
Carmela called Hermione right out on her comment. "I understand Hermione, but not today. Today we are here to happily work on something which will brighten you and Scorp's future."
Hermione smiled as she hugged Carmela. "Yes we are. I have collected a ton of stuff. You might be sorry to have agreed to help."
"Never, ever will I be sorry to help you with anything, so stop that kind of talk and let's get started.
/*/
Two hours later, Hermione and Carmela were immersed in business plans, business licenses, business structure and discussing the need for an assistant as well as a photographer. Up until then, the two woman had been chatting merrily. Once Hermione mentioned a photographer, Carmela fell silent. Hermione continued to chat merrily until she realized she was the only one talking.
"What? Have I missed something?"
"No you haven't, As usual you have everything in order, but I've done something."
"What could you have done to make you act as though you've lost your last friend? I'm right here." Joked Hermione. "You haven't lost me."
Carmela did something with her face that seemed more like a grimace than a smile. "I know you are looking for a photographer…."
"And….?" Asked Hermione beginning to feel concerned. "Come on love. Spit it out. You're making me nervous."
Carmela really smiled this time as she responded. "It's really not that bad. It's just that I did it without consulting you."
"Okay enough. You are beating yourself up over something that will probably give us both a good laugh. Out with it."
Carmela sighed. It wasn't really as bad as all that. "I happened to be speaking to the Minister who I know has tons of connections, so I asked him to find you-us-me a photographer."
Hermione broke out in hysterical laughter before hugging Carmela. "For Merlin's sake mum. Is that all? So, did Matt have any suggestions?"
"Not Matt." Carmela answered warily. "Emilio, Minister Lozier."
Hermione sobered immediately. "You just happened to be talking to Emilio? Really mum? This isn't about you trying to throw him and I together, is it? I said some things back when it seemed as though Draco was straying, but that's it. I must have been mad to say those things out loud, so please stop. All of you. You. Louis, and Matt just need to stop. Besides, Emilio has a witch whom I assume makes him very happy and wouldn't be pleased to hear you bandying his name about with mine."
Carmela put on a properly embarrassed look, but she had heard enough. Louis and Matt obviously thought Emilio was a good match for her girl as well. She wasn't alone. In addition, Hermione all but admitted she wouldn't even think along those lines only because the Minister had a witch. "My apologies love. In no way was I trying to get into your business. I was simply thinking about our new endeavor. Like any good supporter, I saw an opportunity and took it."
Hermione smiled as she hugged Carmela again. "What's done is done love. However, from here on out, please don't badger Emilio. He has his life. Now…."
"You are trying to set up a new business love." Carmela replied, cutting across Hermione. "We should welcome the assistance. I didn't give any superfluous information. I simply asked the Minister to use his connections. Nothing scandalous there. He has the time since he doesn't have a witch to keep him busy. No harm done."
Hermione started to reply, but Carmela added one last piece. "I invited the Minister to dinner on Sunday along with everyone else. No ulterior motive. I was just hoping he would share whatever information he has turned up. Oh my. Look at the time. Scorp must be hungry. I'll go start lunch."
"Mum." Hermione called softly. "Life has moved forward. Emilio doesn't see me that way anymore. Please leave him to himself. Forcing a wizard to accept a witch never bodes well for the witch. I'll help you with lunch."
/*/
Matt had a stop to make before heading to the Malfoy offices. It might not be a productive stop, but it was one he was going to make. Even though it was a bit early, Matt surmised Theo would have already begun his day, which was good, because they needed to talk.
Theo was and wasn't surprised to see Matt at his doors so early. It could only be about Kim who, in his estimation, had been acting weird. Theo didn't want to admit it, but her high maintenance arse was acting as though he was pursuing her. A cringe went through Theo's body as he extended his hand to Matt. There were too many witches in London he could put on his arm, and a high maintenance, married woman wasn't one of them, especially one married to the head of all things Malfoy.
"Matt! Good morning. Come in. Have a seat. What can I do for you this fine Friday morning?"
"Good morning Theo. I've never been a man who minced words so I'll just come right out with it. Is there something going on between you and Kim?"
Theo bristled. "Of course there isn't anything going on between me and your wife. I'm insulted you would even ask me a question like that, but I'm glad you did. The way seems clear now. I don't think I'm the realtor you and Kim need. I'll be withdrawing my services, but I can offer recommendations."
Matt stood. "My apologies Theo. I understand. That's not how I see you, but I had to ask. Have a good day."
"You do the same."
/*/
After Matt left, Theo went into a rage. A Nott rage not seen since the old days of Hogwarts. His anger was so fierce the room became electrified with magical static. Papers flew across the room. Pens flew across the room. Envisioning the whispers, Theo even toppled a chair without raising his wand. The same whispers which had followed him for years. He had worked hard to gain the reputation he now held. Gossip about him pursuing the wife of the powerful Matt Lozio would not be taken lightly. He'd become Nott the pariah once again. Suddenly, as quickly as it had materialized, the red hot wave of anger was gone and Theo ashamedly drew his wand to put everything back to right. There were no boogey men. There wouldn't be anyone coming for him. He was overreacting. The one thing Theo did know, he was through with Kim Lozio and her pretentious arse.
When his staff arrived, Theo was completely calm as he handed each person an updated client schedule. One that didn't include any new hires.
/*/
Matt didn't feel any better. In fact, he felt worse. Theo had been nothing but straight forward with him. It was Kim who was acting out. Yet he had accused…. No he hadn't accused, but, but he might as well have. Is something going on between you and my wife? How fucking stupid was that? However stupid, it was done and he couldn't take it back. With a quick shake of his head, and turn of his wand, Matt went into leader mode as he Apparated into his private Apparition area. The day at The Malfoy Conglomerate was about to begin.
/*/
Kim was seething. She had just taken what amounted to a dressing down from Theo Nott who had rescinded his offer of a position as well as his services as a realtor. She was still reeling. She and Theo had left each other on a positive note Thursday evening, but today, today he had turned on her like she had stolen something. From what she, and probably all the staff, could glean from Theo's diatribe, was the result of a rumor. A rumor that he was pursuing her as a romantic interest. Theo had been so incensed she hadn't had a chance to question where the rumor had originated. The only thing Kim had understood was Matt was somehow involved.
So there she stood on the lousy streets of London with nowhere to go except a bloody hotel room. Kim was of the mind to Apparate to the Malfoy building to confront her husband, but still had enough sense about her to know arguing with Matt in public in his company would not be productive. She made a decision. Rather than spend the day sitting in their hotel room, she would catch a Portkey to Milan to spend the day working in her own business. Screw Theo Nott. As far as Matt was concerned, she would leave a note. If he wanted to talk, he could come to Milan.
/*/
Seth and Sal who were in Milan for the next bit of time had spent most of Friday afternoon visiting SSE. Sal had hoped to have a quick word with his mum about Sunday, but was disappointed to find she had taken the day off.
"I should have called." Sal said when the Assistant Manager told him Carmela was off. "No problem. I'll see her at the house."
Seth finally made it upstairs, so he and Sal had sequestered themselves in the conference room to go over the state of their businesses. Sequestering themselves didn't stop employees from stopping by to leave their regards and offer suggestions which neither Sal nor Seth minded. It was good they had employees interested enough in the company to want to offer opinions.
The last thing the two owners did before leaving was to meet with Willem to inform him that plans were being put into place to enlarge the warehouse. Willem had been excited to receive the compliments from his bosses, and even more excited to hear their plans for the warehouse and for him. Willem was chuffed to find he was no longer the Warehouse Manager but Head of the Warehouse. He would have a manager under him as well as a Warehouse Assistant.
"You've earned it Willem. Many times Seth and I have discussed how the downstairs would fall apart without you. We appreciate your diligence and loyalty. As neither Seth nor myself have any brothers, cousins, sisters or uncles looking for positions at the moment, you will be in charge of vetting and hiring your additional staff. That's the faith we have in you. Make us proud."
"I'm in total agreement with Sal," added Seth. "There will be some changes upstairs as well, but we won't bore you with those details just yet. With all that's going on, starting Monday, Sal will be at SSE through Thursday. I'll be in and out. Everything will be up and running before we leave.
Willem couldn't wait to advise his wife of their good fortune, but before that, he had hiring to do.
/*/
Emilio remained after hours on Friday. However, he was at his desk long after his planned departure, because the news from the CW hadn't been good, and he was trying to decompress. Actually, good wasn't the correct word. The correct word was expected. The news hadn't been expected. The Head of Case Management position no longer existed. Case Management no longer existed. Kingsley Shacklebolt and The Board of Governors had decided to shift around a few mid level positions in The Wizengamot instead.
Emilio sat there staring at the wall. He couldn't stay in Milan. He had become obsessed with having a top position in the Wizengamot, in London. Slamming a vendor folder with his fist, Emilio cursed out the air around him. Not only had his, yes his, position vanished, but he'd be a laughingstock for coveting something that hadn't been his to covet. He had discussed his departure with the HOMI. How ridiculous was that? Taking a deep breath, which he released slowly through his nose, Emilio grabbed his wand, case and outer robes before heading to the lifts. He needed a drink. He needed release, or perhaps both. There was only one way to find out.
After a quick stop at home to freshen up and change, Emilio Apparated to within walking distance of a muggle club where on this night he wouldn't mind being fellated in the doorway of a muggle woman's apartment.
Emilio's night didn't go quite as planned. Even with the state he was in, Emilio couldn't abide the witches who threw themselves at him. They were shrill, aggressive she wolves who would do anything to leave on the arm of a good looking man, or suck him off in the dark recesses of a back room. After three drinks, Emilio had had it. In five quick strides, he was outside the club. In another five minutes, he was naked pouring a drink from his own bottle of brandy in his own living room thinking about shit he didn't have and would never have. Emilio had just decided to shower, jerk off and jump into bed when his mobile rang.
/*/
Even with a dismal start, Matt's day hadn't been bad. He and Gas had gotten a number of things sorted in time for the Director's Meeting on Wednesday. The information flowing into his head wasn't as plentiful as it had been, but it was still coming in in trickles. At this juncture, Matt felt almost invincible. On Wednesday, he would formally step into the shoes of Draco Malfoy, and he was ready. Matt corrected his thoughts. He and Gas were ready.
The day had literally flown by and Matt was ready to get to the hotel to have a chat with Kim when Gas appeared at his door shaking some document.
"Have you seen this?" Asked Gas.
Matt wanted to get to the hotel. He didn't have time to play what's in my hand with Gas. "How would I know if I've seen the bloody piece of paper if it's in your hand?"
"Relax Matt." Gas replied, raising his hands in an attempt to placate his boss. "Take a look at this." He continued, holding out the sheet of paper. "It's a notice from The Ministry which was released to The Daily Prophet several hours ago. Read it."
Matt read the article over twice before throwing it down on his desk. "My cousin may not think so, but for me, for us." He said, waving his arm dramatically. "This move by Minister Shacklebolt and The Board is nothing short of fantastic. Now, if I can just convince my cousin….." Matt let his words drift off. "Thank you for bringing this to my attention Gas. If you'll excuse me, I have a very important call to make."
"Right in one. Seana and I will see you on Sunday. Good luck with your call."
/*/
Emilio who wasn't in the mood to hold a conversation with anyone initially thought to let the call go to voicemail until he saw it was Matt calling.
Hello cousin. What's up? A little late to be calling. I was just on my way to experience a hot, sensual encounter.
Matt first thought he had interrupted a date before Emilio continued.
My shower, cold water and my hand were going to give my dick a magnificent workout. However, I can put it off until later.
Are you drunk Emilio?
A little. Why?
I need you to sober up. I want to talk business.
No business cousin. I just want to jerk off then fall into bed. Maybe tomorrow we can talk.
What the fuck E? This isn't you. I need you to stop acting the arse and hear me. I saw the article about the Head of Case Management position. We need to talk.
Oh that. The position has gone up in smoke along with my aspirations.
That's why I'm calling Emilio. I'm sorry about the position, but I want to reiterate my offer for you to join Gas and myself as the leaders of the Malfoy Conglomerate. You gave your word you'd think about it if the Wizengamot position didn't come through. Sadly, the position didn't come through, so it's time to think about your future unless you intend to remain in Milan obsessing over the position that got away. Gas and I want you on our team. Even Hermione thinks it's a good idea. Buck up old man. The Wizengamot isn't the only place to be. Join me so we can show the Wizarding World just what the cousins can do. Sleep on it Emilio, but call me first thing in the morning. Never mind calling me. I'll come through to Milan. Expect me early. Now go jerk off then get some sleep. You and me cousin. You and me. Goodnight.
Emilio was overwhelmed. One door had closed, but another had opened. He was Minister Emilio Lozier. He'd had greater setbacks and persevered.
Thanks Matt. We'll speak tomorrow. Right now I'm going to bed.
What? Not going to be jerking off in the shower then?
No cousin I'm not. Jerking off is for perdenti, which I'm not. I've just been offered a top position in a top firm. That is orgasm enough. I'll speak to you in the morning. Goodnight.
/*/
After the phone call, Matt grabbed his things, walked the short distance to the private Apparition area and Apparated to the hotel. He was not looking forward to the hell Kim would surely unleash on him for speaking to Theo. However, when he landed in the corridor, there was no sign of Kim. The hotel suite wasn't so large he could miss Kim, but Matt walked the entirety anyway. Finally spotting the note laying on the living room table, Matt read it and threw it aside.
"If I want to talk, I can come to Milan. Well lovely, it just so happens I was coming to Milan anyway. We will get this straightened out, or we won't."
/**/
On Saturday, Hermione, Carmela and Scorp spent a nice day at a small arcade where Scorp was too small for most games, but managed to find several for the younger child. After that, they visited several different shops before stopping at the grocer to pick up odds and ends for the Sunday dinner.
"Since you plan to put on such a magnificent dinner tomorrow, shall we pick up green salad makings for those of us who have to watch their figure?"
"And just who has to watch their figure?" Joked Carmela. "I know my daughter is not speaking about herself. If she looked any more fit, she'd have the whole of Milan and London falling at her feet."
Hermione scolded Scorp for touching the produce as she laughed at Carmela's comment. "Why thank you for the compliment, but you must be looking at some other fit witch."
The two women were still laughing when they landed at the house and began unpacking their shopping. Both women grabbed their wand when they heard Scorp talking to someone.
Drawing her wand and heading directly for the back bedroom, Hermione called for Scorp to come to her immediately.
"Show yourself," shouted Carmela. "We will not hesitate to use these wands."
The two women relaxed when Scorp appeared at the door holding Sal's hand.
"It's Uncle Sal mum. It is."
Carmela moved forward to hug her son. "Hello love. I hope you realize you scared the blazes out of us. I couldn't imagine who would be in the house."
Holding Scorp in one arm, Sal apologized before pulling Carmela then Hermione into a one armed hug. "Sorry. How are my two favorite witches? Seth and I were at SSE all day yesterday on business. I missed seeing my lovely mum so I decided to stop by the house. Luckily, I get to see two lovely ladies at the same time."
"And me," added Scorp. "You get to see me."
"Yes, that too little man. I actually wanted to let you know mum I might be bringing a fetching, young witch with me tomorrow. I wanted you to know beforehand so I wouldn't have to see you faint dead away in front of company. Her name is Elsa, and she is special."
Both Hermione and Carmela, who couldn't get the smile off her face, congratulated Sal.
"It's not that serious yet, but it might get to be. I have unfinished business at SSE so I'll get going. I'll see the three of you tomorrow without fail."
With one last hug to the three of them, Sal stepped into the floo and was gone.
For the next thirty minutes, Carmela couldn't stop grinning. Her youngest might finally be ready to settle down.
/*/
Carmela and Hermione were joking about what kind of witch Elsa would turn out to be when the doorbell rang.
Hannah had made it to Milan a day early. "Hello everyone." She sang out as she hugged Scorp, Carmela and Hermione in turn. "My other half sends his regards and will see us tomorrow. As promised, I have brought dessert. Feast your eyes on these lovely Banoffee Pies. Made them myself."
"You filthy little liar," giggled Hermione. "You did not. If you had turned up with a custard, I might believe you made it, but Banoffee Pie. I don't think so."
Winking at Carmela, Hannah taunted Hermione. "Do I detect a bit of jealousy in that voice Mrs. Malfoy? Some of us do know how to make a dessert."
The three witches shared a big laugh as Carmela took the desserts from Hannah to hide away from Fausto's prying eyes.
/*/
Matt and Kim had their talk which hadn't gone well. They were back to Kim refusing to go back to London. Matt had taken it all in good stride until she accused him of sabotaging their efforts with Theo. From there it had turned into a shouting match with each throwing vile, verbal insults at the other. It ended when Kim threw her wedding rings at Matt hitting him in the face.
"You think I was pushing up on Theo you filthy bastard. Well there's your rings. Now you don't have to worry about who I push up on."
A shocked Matt hadn't even thought to duck and received a nice cut on the cheek from the rings. When he realized what had just transpired, Matt found his tongue. "You've issued this threat too many times. This time I accept. Pack your things and get out of my home. There is a pig farmer's daughter waiting for my call."
Without waiting for a response, Matt headed to the bathroom to shower. He was through with the conversation and the witch. By the time he finished, Kim was gone. Matt wasn't trying to be vindictive, but if Kim wanted no parts of their marriage, she wouldn't be allowed back in his home. With a few basic spells, Matt changed the locks the wards and the floo permissions to exclude Kim. If she wanted any remaining belongings, she would have to ask his permission. Matt left Kim's wedding rings where they had fallen.
Matt was visibly shaking as he put on the kettle. He wanted to be clear headed when he spoke with Emilio. At the moment, tea was better than the brandy he first thought to drink. After several cups of tea, Matt was ready to have a conversation with Emilio. Calm, but still tightly wound, Matt Apparated directly into Emilio's home.
/*/
"Welcome Matt. Have you had breakfast? I was just about to sit down." Getting a closer look at Matt, Emilio realized something was not right. "What's going on Matt?"
"Kim and I have split. She wants to be free to push up on whomever she likes. I'm done with her bullshit, but I'm here to get Malfoy Conglomerate squared away not talk about my personal issues. What have you decided?"
Emilio was at a loss for words. He knew Kim to be overly aggressive and highly strung, but this. This was unthinkable. "I know it's early, but have a drink of Ogden's. It might help you settle yourself." Handing Matt a tall glass of whisky, Emilio offered his support. "I don't know how this will end up, but I'll support you as you've supported me. Whatever you need."
"Thank you cousin. But as I said, I'm here for your decision. Speak to me."
Emilio looked pensive for a moment. "I've been offered an amazing opportunity which I'd be a fool to turn down. I accept your invitation to join the Malfoy Conglomerate of companies. Thank you for extending it."
Matt jumped up to shake Emilio's hand. "Welcome aboard. Now that wasn't so hard, was it? I have some ideas I want in place before Wednesday. I need to inform Gas. What are you up to today? How about coming through to London with me. There are things we can get started today."
"Slow down Matt. I have to hand in my resignation before…"
"I may be acting like it, but I haven't lost my mind. I know you have to turn in your resignation. I just want to get our paperwork started which you will sign on Monday after you've turned in your papers to the HOMI. Besides, you might as well get a feel for your new home. You, Gas and I are going to be beasts. Finish your breakfast while I call Gas. We can be in London in no time."
"Fine Emiliano. Whatever you say."
Matt laughed out loud at Emilio's bit of humor. "I'm too young and handsome to be Emiliano Lozier."
Turning away, Matt spoke into his mobile.
Hello Gas. Sorry to muck up your Saturday, but Emilio has agreed to join our company. If you can make yourself available, he and I will see you in my office at MCC (Malfoy Conglomerate Companies) in two hours. There are things which need to be done. Thanks beast. Of course I'm in my right mind. I'll explain my beast remark when I see you. Be there in a bit.
Emilio had taken one bite of sausage before clearing everything away and was standing with his arms spread waiting. "You're in a big hurry. Let's go then."
Matt responded with a smile and a quip. "I believe I've created a monster. Apparate over to my house. We'll floo to London from there."
/*/
Several hours later, Matt, Gas and Emilio who had finished up Emilio's paperwork and were sitting around savoring the taste of some exorbitantly expensive brandy moved on to the next topic.
"Monday afternoon, I would like for us to introduce ourselves to the Wizarding World at large. Therefore, it will be incumbent on you Gaspare to arrange an interview with at least three major newspapers and magazines. Among ourselves we can be known as the Beast Boys. To the public we will be the handsome, brilliant group of wizards who will be taking MCC into the future. Hire the best photographers because I want our faces on the front cover of every decent periodical in Britain and surrounding areas with the title, The Wizards Who Will Be Taking Malfoy Conglomerate Companies Into The Future. There will be names and titles as well. I want to introduce everyone to the Beast Boys, and I'd like the articles to hit the stands on Tuesday morning. New suits all around boys. Now Gas, let's teach this novice a thing or two."
After one last toast, Gas and Matt got down to the business of teaching Emilio the business.
/*/
At 9:30, the three men called it a night with Matt and Emilio headed back to Milan while Gas headed home to Seana.
Matt and Emilio took the Malfoy Company floo back to Milan parting company in Matt's living room.
"Would you like a drink before you go? Shall we meet here and floo to Carmela's together, or do you want to make a solo entrance?"
"I'll decline the drink. I have important documents to review as well as dishes to prepare. I'll meet you here at 2:30. Thanks again cousin. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Thank you for accepting. Goodnight."
/*/
Matt wasn't quite ready to retire for the night so he rested his head against the couch to digest his life as it was. He was set to become one of the most powerful Heads in Britain yet his personal life was falling apart. Rising from the couch, he searched for Kim's wedding rings. When he found them, Matt walked into the bedroom and put them in a dresser drawer hoping that at some point, he and Kim could settle things, and she would want them back on her finger.
After a quick pee and a face wash, Matt fell into bed wondering how he would explain showing up to dinner without his wife.
/**/
Fausto was the first one up on Sunday morning as he was on most Sunday mornings. However, this Sunday he was up to sniff out the desserts he knew were somewhere about. Carmela tried to hide it from him, but he could smell Banoffee Pie from a mile away. Unfortunately for Fausto, his wife had very sharp hearing.
"Fausto, if you cut one slice out of any of those pies, you'll be answering to me. Have a coffee or a tea. I'll be out in a minute to start breakfast."
"I haven't done a thing except put the kettle on. It grieves me that you'd think…"
Hermione kissed Fausto on the cheek before calling out to Carmela. "I'm up mum. I'll start the breakfast and keep this dessert thief in line."
Hermione and Fausto could hear Carmela laughing all the way from the bathroom.
"Scorp still sleeping?" Asked Fausto.
"Yes. He was awake quite late last night waiting up to see you. Not sneaking around with the witches, are you?" Hermione asked in a low voice.
Letting out a booming laugh, Fausto replied that he, Xavier and the team had been sneaking around, but it hadn't been with witches. They had been scouting out some strange goings on in Bergamo."
"Okay then. You're safe for another day."
Hannah appeared at the kitchen door holding Scorp by the hand. "Good morning everyone. Look who I found on my way to the kitchen."
"Good morning mum. Good morning Fausto. Auntie Hannah didn't find me. I found myself." Scorp announced looking puzzled.
"That Auntie Hannah." Hermione quipped playfully, kissing Scorp on the top of his head. "Always stretching the truth."
"Just like Uncle Harry. Right mum?"
Covering her mouth to stifle a giggle, Hermione told Scorp it was just like Uncle Harry.
Fausto, Hannah and Carmela, who had just entered the kitchen, managed to hide their smiles.
/*/
After breakfast, Fausto took Scorp to the den for some man time while Carmela, Hermione and Hannah got busy getting the dinner together. Hermione and Hannah had a good laugh at Carmela's expense when she mentioned not having any idea what would be served outside of Banoffee Pies. The three witches had put their heads together and come up with a lovely menu. The final decision was Hermione's green salad, osso buco (chicken for Scorp) with saffron risotto and the Banoffee Pies for dessert. Valpolicella for wine with a few bottles of white for Hermione. Carmela didn't mention that the Minister might possibly bring a dish.
By 12:30, the wine had been breathing for hours, the osso buco was halfway done and the risotto preparation had been started. The salad would be started shortly before everyone sat down.
Harry arrived at 1:30 in the midst of everyone getting ready and was told by Hannah in no uncertain terms that he should sit his loud arse down in the den with Fausto and Scorp. So he had. Scorp patted his hand and told him he had made Auntie Hannah cross. Harry had simply sighed.
/*/
Scorp sat silent as Fausto and Harry discussed the muggle football game Fausto had on the television until he heard his uncles come through the door.
"It's Uncle Sal and Uncle Seth. It really is. Hi Uncle Sal, Hi Uncle Seth. Come in the den"
Seth followed by Sal and an unknown witch entered the den.
"Hello big man," said Sal as he lifted Scorp into the air then shook hands with Harry and hugged Fausto. "Say hello to Uncle Seth while I go say hello to the ladies."
Sal introduced Elsa to Carmela, Hermione and Hannah before heading back to the den to introduce her to Fausto, Harry and Scorp.
Next through the doors was Gas and Seana who greeted everyone before also gravitating towards the den. The entire room got a big kick out of Scorp who stared at Seana's stomach for a full five minutes before going to sit beside her and rub it. Seana smiled but looked uncomfortable enough for Gas to tell Scorp it wasn't polite to touch a lady without their permission. Scorp apologized before hastily going back to sit between Harry and Fausto.
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Matt was on his second brandy when Emilio showed up. "Thought you had decided against going after all."
Emilio poured himself a brandy. "No. I said 2:30. It's 2:25. Have you spoken to Kim?"
"I haven't," said Matt, rising from the chair. "I had hoped she would at least turn up at the door, but no. Perhaps she is somewhere pushing up on….."
"Stop Matt. This is just a kink. You two will make up. You always do."
Matt shrugged. "That's just it cousin. Why does it always come down to us having to make up? We're supposed to be in love with each other. Love shouldn't be this hard. Enough about my love life. Let's go see about yours."
"Please do not start with that shit Matt. I've been invited to what I assume will be a lovely dinner. I do not want to hear your ridiculous comments. However, I will not complain if Hermione trips and falls onto my very needy dick."
Matt choked himself with laughter. When he could compose himself, he pulled Emilio into a hug. "You made a joke about your situation. A real joke. I'm proud of you cousin." Matt threw a last comment over his shoulder as he stepped through the floo. "I'll try to trip her."
Emilio stepped in after Matt ruing the moment he'd made the joke.
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Carmela was still in the kitchen but Hannah and Hermione had stepped into the living room where the bulk of the group was congregated trading stories and anecdotes. The first several stories had included Draco. However, when Hermione stepped into the room, the talk turned to other things. Suddenly, Scorp flew across the room so fast Sal had to catch him to keep him from stumbling.
"Slow down Scorp. Your mum will be very unhappy if you fall and hurt yourself."
"I heard ….something," replied Scorp not bothering to slow down.
Five seconds later, everybody heard something. They heard Carmela greeting Matt and Emilio.
"Ah," said Seth. "The Ministers are here. I'd recognize my brother's dulcet tones anywhere." Getting out of his chair, Seth started towards the hallway but stopped in his tracks when Scorp came back leading Emilio by the hand and Matt bringing up the rear.
"Look mum. It's Meelio and Uncle Matt. Say hi mum."
Matt came around Emilio to give Hermione a hug while Emilio made a slight bow in her direction as he greeted her. For reasons only known to herself, Hermione blushed as she nodded in Emilio's direction before finding her voice.
"Hello gentlemen. I guess the family is all here now. Scorp love. Let go of Emilio so he can sit down."
"Okay mum." Scorp replied as he followed Emilio and plopped down next to him.
Matt glanced down at his feet in order to keep his smile hidden. Score one for the little man.
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Not knowing the reason and not wanting to get into Matt's business, not a soul mentioned Kim, including Hermione. If Matt wanted them to have an explanation, he'd explain. Otherwise, the subject wouldn't be broached.
Most of the group had resumed talking to each other while Hannah and Carmela tried their best not to look at each other as they headed back to the kitchen. Hermione who wasn't far behind gave then both an eye roll as she pulled out the salad ingredients.
"Come on then. Don't just stand there. Help me with this." In a much lower voice, Hermione voiced her opinion of witches who stood around smirking.
"Now, now," taunted Hannah. "No one was smirking. We were simply appreciating."
"Well, stop appreciating. It doesn't look good on either of you."
Carmela was about to step in, but before she could, the doorbell rang. "We are all here. Who could this be?"
"Must be her majesty Kim." Hannah snarked in a low voice. "Personally, I think making an entrance is highly overrated."
"Don't be rude Hannah. I've actually combed my hair. I'm hoping for a compliment."
Hannah had to stifle her retort as Carmela reappeared followed by Xavier Cross.
"Hello ladies. Sorry to intrude. Thought I'd stop by to give Fausto a shout."
"Of course Xavier," replied Carmela, glancing over at Hannah. "I hope you'll stay for dinner. Fausto is in the living room. Come on through."
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A scowling Hermione washed her hands before announcing crossly that she needed to see if Scorp had to use the potty.
Hannah who knew exactly what Hermione's change of mood was about cautioned her friend. "It's up to you. Interact or don't. Just don't upset Scorp or anyone else. Okay love?"
"Okay." Hermione replied softly. However, when she stepped into the living room it was just in time to hear Matt ask everyone to gather around because he and Gas had an announcement. Beckoning for Emilio to stand beside him and Gas, Matt introduced the newest member of the Malfoy Conglomerate Companies.
As Emilio stood accepting congratulations, he glanced up to see Hermione smiling and nodding her head in agreement. The warmth Emilio felt from that one glance warmed him from head to toe.
As she stood there with Scorp's little hands wrapped around her leg, Xavier sidled up almost stepping over Scorp.
"You look lovely today."
"Thank you," replied Hermione a bit shortly.
Xavier still tried to keep Hermione's attention on him. "Milan seems to be losing their two best Ministers."
"It would seem so Xavier. If you'll excuse us, I need to take Scorp to potty."
Oblivious to Hermione's mood or mindset, Xavier turned to watch her walk down the hall. As he watched Hermione, Carmela and Hannah were watching him. Matt's radar had gone up as well. Something in Xavier's mannerisms toward Hermione made him uncomfortable.
They all liked and respected Xavier. However, none could see Hermione ever accepting the attentions of a wizard who thought so little of her only child, especially Matt.
As they filed into the dining room, Matt was the only person to put much store in Xavier's obvious interest in Hermione. There was just no way he was going to stand by and let yet another interloper interfere between Hermione and Emilio. Emilio had to make some kind of move, even if it was only a tiny one.
An extraneous, silly thought passed through Matt's head as he took his seat. Perhaps I really should trip Hermione.