Previously on A Tale Of Two Wizards Full Circle: Chapter 52

Seth and Sal hadn't been gone more than five minutes when Carmela landed in the house.

"Good afternoon wizards. The lady of the house is home."

All three wizards stood to greet Carmela.

Turning to Emilio and Emiliano, Carmela told them they were expected back at Lozier Estate because their ladies were lonely.

After giving Carmela a skeptical eye, Emiliano had his say. "You must be speaking about Emilio because with Hermione, Scorp and Celia to fuss over, Ilaria probably doesn't realize I'm gone."

Rising from his chair, Emilio responded to his father's statement. "You'll have to forgive my father. Even at this age, he hasn't learned to accept a compliment."

Fausto couldn't resist. "Perhaps now you are in a better circle of friends the compliments will be forthcoming Emiliano. I know I think better of you."

Emilio held his breath thinking Fausto's remarks had been a bit telling. However, his father surprised him with his answer.

"I imagine as long as second in command at Ministry Service thinks better of me, I'm in good company. Thank you for your hospitality. It was enjoyable. Good afternoon to you both."

As they headed to the front door, Emilio pondered on how that bit of conversation between his father and Fausto could have gone so wrong. It hadn't so he pushed the thoughts from his mind. It was time for him to get back to Hermione and Scorp.

Even though it probably wouldn't happen, Emilio had high hopes Hermione would allow him to bend her over the bed rail. Smiling to himself, Emilio could almost hear Hermione telling him, probably not tonight. It was a randy but happy wizard who landed in Lozier Estate seconds behind his father.

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A Tale Of Two Wizards Full Circle: Chapter 53

"So, the ladies were looking for us because they're lonely. They must be lonely somewhere away from here. I think Mrs. Maida was trying to rid of us."

Emilio chuckled at his father. His wife wasn't at the door with arms extended so he was going to be an arse. "Relax father. Mother, Hermione and Scorp must be in the back gardens. She'll come running as soon as she hears your voice."

Giving his son a skeptical look, Emiliano headed to the gardens but was back within seconds. "Any more ideas Emilio? Just as your mother is missing so are Hermione and Scorp. I think that part will light a fire under your arse."

Emilio sighed. "You seem to be getting yourself worked up over nothing. I'm sure the ladies and Scorp haven't gotten far. Why don't you have drink and relax? They'll turn up sooner or later."

"I'll have a drink but I want to know where my wife is."

"I'm going to change into something a bit more casual then you and I will have a drink together while we wait for our women."

"And Scorp," added Emiliano with a laugh. "That little wizard would be very put out if he thought his Meelio didn't miss him. Perhaps you should just call out his name. I'm sure he'll come running no matter where he is."

"You say that as though it's a bad thing father. My little wizard can't love me any more than I love him. Excuse me while I go change."

Emiliano stopped Emilio in his tracks with an off hand comment. "Never in my life did I think my son would love something connected to Draco Malfoy."

Emilio turned to face his father. "You're my father and I respect that. However, I'll tell you this straight out. Draco Malfoy might be Scorp's father, but he's dead. As far as I'm concerned, Hermione has a son who will become my son when she and I marry. The dead biological father is a non-factor."

Emiliano reached out and put a hand on Emilio's shoulder. "My apologies son. That was an asinine remark. I fear Ron Weasley has rubbed off on me. Go change. If you're quick, I'll let you beat me in a game of wizards chess."

"I'll be in shortly. I'll change then rummage up a couple of toasted cheese sandwiches. I'm famished. As far as you letting me beat you at chess, it'll never happen. If I win, it will be because I wiped the board with you." Emilio added with a laugh. "Back in a few minutes."

While Emilio changed and made sandwiches, Emiliano pondered his visit to Fausto Maida's home. Who would have ever thought that one of the most straight forward wizards in Milan would have invited a former criminal to his home. Emiliano knew that's what he was, a former criminal. But life had changed him. He had changed himself. As Fausto had remarked, he was now in a better circle of friends. Emiliano laughed over the last bit because most of his old friends were either in prison or had been run out of Italy by the very same Fausto Maida.

"I am blessed."

"Blessed about what father?"

Emilio was back with delicious looking toasted cheese sandwiches.

"Just surveying my life. I'm blessed that our family is still intact while most of my former friends weren't as lucky. I thank the gods every day my family stood by me. What makes it even better is the second in command of Ministry Services complimented me which is truly something I never thought would happen. This sandwich is delicious. When did you become a cheese lover? I'll have to introduce these to Ilaria. It makes quite a tasty snack."

"They are tasty. Scorp loves them."

"Ah! Now I see. The son is teaching the father."

"It would seem so. How about that chess game father?"

"The board is set. Let's get this massacre started."

Emilio grinned. A massacre it would be.

/*/

Emilio had soundly beat Emiliano for two games when they heard familiar voices coming down the hall. Scorp, Hermione, Ilaria and Celia were back. Emiliano jumped up so fast he nearly upended the chessboard.

"Easy father. As you can probably tell, our family didn't run off to France. All is well."

Emiliano gave his son a roll of the eyes before heading off in the direction of the voices calling back over his shoulder. "The former Minister and current COO can now stop pretending he wasn't worried about his family. Sorry. Maybe worried isn't the correct word. Perhaps the word is concerned."

Emilio hadn't been worried or concerned, but he was glad Hermione and Scorp were back where he could see them. He soon followed his father toward the sound of voices.

Emiliano hugged Ilaria as though he hadn't seen her in weeks.

"I like that Em. You must have had a good visit. I'll have to let you go visiting more often." Ilaria remarked as she kissed her husband on the cheek. "Would you please put the groceries away Celia? I want to have a quick wash."

Celia turned a bit pink thinking her mother was trying to get her father alone. They should be embarrassed.

Hermione grinned at Emilio as he pulled her into a hug and kissed her hair.

"Hair kisser." She mumbled softly.

"I'm that and more Mrs. Hermione. Just give me a chance." Emilio replied just as softly.

Stepping away from Hermione, Emilio greeted his mother and Celia leaving Scorp for last. "Hello young wizard. Have you been on an adventure without me?"

"No Meelio, no." Answered Scorp, holding his head up to receive his own allotment. "Nonna took us for a far walk. I'm tired. I think mum is too. We stopped at the shops so mum, Nonna and Celia could get gredients for the Sunday dinner. Can I have juice? I'm thirsty."

Hermione stepped into the conversation. "Let's go wash those hands then you may have some juice."

"I smell toasted cheese. And a sandwich?"

"It's close to dinner time Scorp. You may have juice no sandwich."

Trying to use guile, Scorp turned to Emilio who quickly supported Hermione. "Juice only young man. You'll spoil your dinner."

Realizing he'd lost the battle, Scorp sighed. "Okay, juice then the back garden. Okay mum? I like the garden. It has bugs but I don't touch them. They might bite me."

"Alright love. A wash up, juice then garden. Excuse us. We'll be right back."

Emilio was still standing in the kitchen chatting with Celia as she put away the shopping when the doorbell rang.

"I'm closest. I'll get it." Emilio said, heading for the door.

"You bet you'll get it. Lazy louts who do nothing more than stand around are obligated to get the door."

"If you want to talk about lazy louts," Emilio called back as he let the rest of his sentence trail off when he opened the door and saw who was standing there.

/*/

While he had a pee and washed up, Scorp had some observations. "Mum?"

"Yes Scorp. Watch it. You're getting water on the floor."

"Oops sorry. Mum?"

Hermione replied with a sigh. "Yes love?"

"Celia calls Meelio my dad but you said Meelio can't be my dad until he marries us. He's our business."

Hermione let out another sigh, exaggerated this time. Her son would have out talked Dobby. "Yes. I did say that."

"You have to tell Celia the rule. Meelio can't be dad until he marries us and we move into the new house. He can only be Meelio. Right mum?"

"Wipe your hands good. I'll be sure to tell Celia." Hermione agreed, giving her wand a quick flick to clean up the water that had spilled onto the floor. "Now let's go get my talkative, little man some juice.

Scorp followed Hermione back down the hall.

/*/

Sal and Seth stepped out of the floo at almost exactly 3:00 to an empty house.

Looking around, Seth called for his brother. "Matt? Are you here? I have your Mortlach Rare. It was beastly expensive. You owe me Mr. CEO."

Sal laughed. "Matt can probably hear you in London."

"I was never loud until I met you. You cheeky bugger. I know how to get him here. Let's break the seal on this fine whiskey. We're breaking the seal brother."

Matt entered the room with a wide smile on his face. "Hello wizards. Breaking the seal without me? Obviously it was an inopportune time for me to have a shite. Who knew?" He remarked, taking the bottle from Seth and summoning his money bag. "I'll do the honors because I'm going to be doing most of the drinking. Have a seat boys."

Sal glanced at Seth even as Seth glanced at Sal. Both wizards watched as Matt opened the bottle and poured a double shot.

"Careful there Matt. Too much of that stuff will make your dick fall off."

"No worries brother. I'm not using it anyway."

Seth didn't like the sound of this. It wasn't like Matt. "Anything you want to talk about Matt? MCC getting you down? The FF acting up? London too boring for you?"

Matt realized how he must look and sound so he adjusted himself. "MCC and the FF are fine and London can be just as exciting as Milan. Nothing to talk about on those fronts. I'm just here to relax, have a good time and maybe use my dick while I still have it."

Both Seth and Sal fell over laughing when Seth asked Matt if his dick knew this.

Matt couldn't help himself laughing along. It was funny. All this talk about a dick that just had its best workout in months. "Enough about dicks. How about we order some takeaway to line our stomachs. While we wait for that, you two can regale me as to where we'll be going this evening."

Sal made a few suggestions but was shot down by his partner. "We can go to those places anytime. Tonight I want the best. Tonight we go formal. Speaking of going out, we invited Emilio to tag along tonight but he told us in no uncertain terms, family before boys. I have to admit, even though it took me long enough to get there, I believe he'll be the best husband to Hermione and father to Scorp."

His brother had come a long way. Matt didn't respond because no matter what Seth thought, felt or wanted, Emilio was going to be with the love of his life for life. No other judgments needed.

/*/

The three wizards happily tucked in to the lamb chops with garlic and herbs, mashed and green beans.

"Ah," said Matt pushing his plate away. Mortlach Rare will settle nicely now. Shall I pour us one?"

"I'll have one," remarked Seth.

"As will I," added Sal. "After that, we should start to get ready. I need time to get handsome. Everything Seth and I need is already here."

"Here?" Asked Matt.

"Yes brother, here. When you're in London, we use your home as though it was our own. Sal and I probably have more clothing and essentials here than you do. Cheers! Sit there and have your Mortlach Rare. Sal and I will be showered and dressed in no time."

Matt downed two more shots in quick succession then leaned back to wait his turn. As his lids got heavy, he wondered what Chloe Knight was doing and who she was doing it with before dozing off.

/*/

Emilio didn't even bother with greetings. "Why are you at this door uninvited Marissa?"

"I was invited, sort of. Ron called to tell me you and Celia would be here for the weekend and I should stop by to give you both a shout."

"You're here because Ron Weasley invited you? He's not welcome here himself. I suggest you turn right around and leave until my mother or father actually invites you."

Marissa didn't budge. Ron had insinuated she'd be able to get some time with Emilio if she showed up at the door. That's what she intended to do. "Tell Ilaria I'm here. She'll extend a proper invitation. If you remember, she does like me."

"I won't be telling my mother anything. Get your foot out of the door and leave."

Emilio had raised his voice which brought both Celia and Hermione who was just coming through to get Scorp his juice to the doors.

"Why are you shouting…?" Asked Celia. Her words trailing off as she saw Marissa at the door.

Marissa saw Celia. "Celia. Your brother is being most unwelcoming. Invite me in. Ron suggested I stop in but Emilio…."

Marissa was interrupted by Hermione approaching Emilio followed closely by Scorp who grabbed Emilio around the leg.

"Meelio. You're talking big. Did someone make you cross?"

"Yes little wizard. Someone has made me cross but nothing to do with you. Go with mum to have your juice."

Plucking Scorp off Emilio's leg, Hermione handed him off to Ilaria who had also come to see what the fuss was about. "Nonna will get you juice. Right this moment, Emilio has something to get straightened out and mum wants to be here when he does it."

"Okay mum okay. Don't be cross to Meelio. He loves us."

"Nice work Celia." Hermione muttered before turning towards Marissa.

As off guard as anyone else, Celia couldn't even respond to Hermione's comment. Fucking Ron. She knew Emilio would never hex a witch but neither would he stand still for anyone embarrassing him, especially in front of his fiancee.

A puzzled Marissa directed her next remark to Hermione. "You're Draco Malfoy's wife… widow."

Before Hermione could answer, Emilio snapped. Marissa had mentioned the unmentionable, Draco Malfoy. He'd been somewhat polite up until that moment, but the moment was over. Emilio raised his voice even higher.. "I've tried to remain a gentleman Marissa but you do not seem to understand the niceties. I do not want your attention which I've made clear on several occasions. My mother and father do not want you turning up at their door without an invitation. Last, but most important. I'm not interested in, nor do I want to spend time with any witch other than the one I'm engaged to, Hermione Granger. You now have all the information you need. Please leave, and in case you purport not to understand, I'll make it clear one last time. Ron Weasley doesn't set visits to Lozier Estate. You are not welcome here. I'm not interested in you and you need to stop discussing me with your friends. I hope this is the last of it. Goodbye."

Closing the door with a snap, Emilio turned to find three witches staring at him.

"This is your home mother, but in the future please turn Marissa away as soon as she shows up at the door. She doesn't have any reason to be here."

Ilaria turned away from her son and headed back to the kitchen to check on Scorp. "Thank you for the advice Emilio, but I'll thank you not to take a tone with me."

Emilio sighed as he watched his mother walk away. He'd have to apologize because he had taken a tone with someone who had no connection to an overbearing witch. Then he lashed out at Celia. "Your boyfriend has done it again Celia. I may not be able to rectify it at this moment, but it will be rectified. I also suggest you stop feeding Marissa shite or you won't like the consequences."

Celia finally spoke up. "I don't feed Marissa anything. Don't blame me for something Ron has done. I didn't invite her here."

Emilio had calmed down but he was still ready to tear some arse. "You may not have invited her here but taking her bullshite calls only fuels her fantasies. If she ever brings me up in conversation again, remind her of what's what. Thank you."

Celia huffed away softly growling that Emilio go fuck himself.

/*/

After Celia walked away, Emilio turned to Hermione who held up a hand. "Don't Emilio. You were rude to both your mother and sister. If we have something to discuss, we'll discuss it in private not in the middle of the hall just in case you want to get rude with me." Hermione then walked away.

Emilio followed Hermione to the larger bedroom locking the door and silencing the room. Turning to Hermione, Emilio tried to explain, but she stopped him.

"There's nothing to explain Emilio. You dated an overreaching witch who won't go away. Whether or not you've told her to go away in the past doesn't matter. You've told her to go away in front of me. What she does from here doesn't have a bearing on us or our relationship. I believe you owe your someday son two explanations."

"Two explanations?"

"Yes, two. First, you scared him with your shouting. Second, he doesn't understand why your sister keeps calling you his dad when we've both insisted he can't call you dad until after the marriage and after we move to the new house. He reminded me that you are our business."

Emilio sat down on the side of the bed pulling Hermione down beside him unsure if she was serious or joking until he looked into her eyes. She wasn't joking. "You're right love. I'll speak to Scorp. It wasn't very wizardly of me to engage in a loud argument out in the open as it wasn't wizardly of me to snap at mother and Celia. I'll speak to all of them. However…."

"No however just yet Mr. Lozier." Hermione whispered as she pulled Emilio's face around so she was gazing in his eyes. "I'm telling you in front. If that witch steps to me, I'll kill her with a curse."

Emilio smiled as he wrapped his arms around Hermione and pulled her into a kiss. "Been listening to Hannah then? That's one of her favorite lines. I'll kill him with a curse. I'm waiting for the day she really does it. Bye Harry Potter."

Hermione laid her head against Emilio's shoulder and laughed. "Perhaps I have been listening to Hannah too much, but in this case, I mean it."

Gently rocking Hermione from side to side, Emilio asked if he could now speak on his however.

"Yes Mr. Lozier. Give me your however,"

Emilio did just that. "However, we are here in a locked and silenced room where your smell, your closeness and my libido are acting in concert telling me I should undress you and share some love."

Hermione stood and began pulling her jumper over her head as she tried to step out of her jeans at the same time. "I don't think we should Emilio. We are under your parents roof and…."

Emilio laughed as he helped Hermione out of the jeans. "Perhaps you should try taking off one article of clothing at a time." Running his tongue across Hermione's stomach, he whispered that she was so intoxicating."

Hermione answered in a soft growl. "I'll be intoxicating later. Right now, I need you to get those clothes off Mr. Lozier and show me some love. Some big love."

Emilio was out of his clothes in seconds spreading the legs of the witch he loved more than life. Kissing Hermione all over her face and neck, Emilio pushed into his intoxicating witch with sexy words of love on his lips.

/*/

After the bed sex, Emilio and Hermione went to have a quick shower but had to start over when they had a round of shower sex.

"You are a beast when it comes to sex Mr. Lozier."

"Only with you Mrs. Hermione. I think it might be your delightful pheromones. Regarding the intimacies we share, I believe we are beasts together. You are able to shag the skin off me and I will still always want more."

With her jeans halfway up her hips, Hermione made a cheeky remark. "If you don't stop talking sex right this minute, I'll have you on your back riding that dick like a jockey."

An already dressed Emilio cheeked right back. "If you don't hurry and get those jeans pulled up, I'll be on my back allowing you to ride me like a jockey. May I suggest me, you and Scorp spend the night at my Milan home where we can continue this conversation after a certain young wizard goes to sleep?"

"We'll see. Ilaria might want to go through more catalogs this evening."

"Please mum, please. Em wants more of …."

Hermione gave Emilio a hard pinch. "Stop talking Lozier or I'll kill you with a curse."

Emilio shrugged. "Okay mum, okay."

They shared a deep kiss before taking down the charms.

Giving Hermione's arm a squeeze, Emilio whispered in her ear. "You look as though your wizard has given you a thorough shagging. Can you please try to look a bit more innocent."

With a soft giggle, Hermione reiterated her threat. "Keep it up and I will kill you with a curse. Now let's go find our boy."

"Yes, let's," agreed Emilio. "I'm sure by now he's spilled every secret he knows."

"Hahaha. And some he made up," laughed Hermione.

Halfway to the back gardens, Hermione realized she should have used a hair dry spell.

/*/

All thoughts of flowers and bugs left Scorp's head. His mum and Meelio had come to see about their boy. He took both by a hand then stood by quietly.

Both Ilaria and Celia were in the back garden where Celia had been in the process of teaching Scorp the names of flowers. Both witches glanced at Hermione and Emilio as they each took a seat. Emilio knew what he had to do, so he did it.

"Mother, Celia may I offer my most heartfelt apology for speaking to you as I did. I also apologize for shouting the house down like some unmannerly lout. It won't happen again."

Ilaria accepted the apology with a simple nod. "It was the situation Em. Hopefully, that witch will not be knocking on our doors in the future."

"Hopefully not mother. Celia, may I have a quick word?"

Celia knew what Emilio wanted to discuss and was a bit hesitant to step away with him, but she did. "Alright Em. Let's talk in the den. Father won't mind."

/*/

Scorp climbed onto Hermione's lap and laid his head against her shoulder. "Nonna is going to fix dinner. She said she doesn't need any help, but I think she does. Can I help her mum?"

Ilaria grinned at Scorp. "You are such a smart little wizard. If mum allows and you promise to be careful, you may help me."

"See mum. I told you Nonna needs help."

"That's fine young man, but you must remember your manners and do exactly what Nonna says."

"Okay mum, okay. I'll use my manners. Dusty, Crissy and Embers taught me a lot of manners."

"Now that we have mum's blessing we might as well wash up and get started."

Scorp glanced back at Hermione with a wide smile. He was going to help.

/*/

Hermione was sitting alone when Emiliano came out and sat in a chair. "So much going on. It seems agitators are coming out of the walls left, right and center. I'm sorry all this happened while you and Scorp are here. I know how upset Emilio must be. Usually, it's as quiet as the grave around here except for Ilaria going on about this that or the other."

Hermione smiled and reached out to touch Emiliano on the hand. "No need for apologies Emiliano. Emilio and I have discussed it and we are fine. However, if the witch is silly enough to continue on the same path, I will take measures. Perhaps it will be me you'll have to stop from shouting the house down."

Emiliano returned Hermione's smile. "That I would pay money to see. Would you like some refreshments or a wine?"

"No thank you. Perhaps I'll have a wine later. How did your visit go?"

"Actually, it wasn't bad. Fausto was the perfect host. I met his son Sal and Matt's brother Seth. Friendly wizards. We shared a few laughs. I expect Emilio expected different." Emiliano added with a chuckle. "Fooled him though. I noticed Scorp in the kitchen with his Nonna. Perhaps we'll get a decent meal this evening."

Hermione laughed out loud. "Ilaria will hex you into next week and back if she hears you say something like that."

Emiliano grinned. "That's quite true, so don't repeat it."

"My lips are sealed."

"How did you manage that father?" Emilio was back.

"Manage what son?"

"To get my fiancee to seal those lovely lips."

"I'll never tell." He replied with a saucy wink at Hermione. "I guess I'll go check on the cooks and leave you two to yourselves. Scorp has probably out cooked Ilaria by now."

/*/

Following his father with his eyes, Emilio wanted to be sure they were alone before broaching the subject of spending the night in his home. "What is the consensus? Will we be spending the night away from Lozier Estate?"

Hermione rubbed her face across Emilio's cheek answering with a whisper in his ear. "As much as I want you and want to be in your arms, I think we should not change our plans. We came to share the weekend with your parents and that's what we should do. We managed to have some amazing sex this evening. Perhaps if you're good, we'll have more after Scorp goes to sleep and the house is settled in for the night."

Emilio grabbed Hermione by the hands. "If that's your wish, that's what we'll do. However, this grown wizard doesn't want to be sneaking around just to be with the witch he loves. If it will make you feel more at ease, we can wait until we're back at The Luxe to make love. My randy soldier can be made to wait. Sunday evening can't come quickly enough. One small thing Mrs. Hermione. Don't get too close."

"As I've said often enough, you don't have a corner on that market Mr. Lozier. Let's go check the kitchen. Dinner is either ready or inedible. Don't forget you need to have a wizard to wizard chat with Scorp. I don't want his little brain to explode wondering about certain things." Hermione walked a few steps then turned back around to face Emilio. "Perhaps you don't need to talk to our little man. Perhaps you just need to ask your sister to stop speaking out of turn."

"That I can do love. I'll speak to Celia. It will be much better than having to explain to Scorp that I have an uninformed sister. In fact, I'll do that while you go check the kitchen. I love you Mrs. Hermione and look forward to the day Scorp will call me dad."

"So does he love. So does he."

/*/

Emilio found Celia still in the den where he'd left her. Holding up her glass, Celia offered to pour Emilio a drink which he declined.

"Are you back to remind me that Ron Weasley is an utter arsehole and I should be glad to be rid of him? If you are, you needn't bother. I know what he is."

Emilio spoke softly. "No Celia. I'm not here about Ron. I'm here to discuss a delicate matter regarding Scorp."

"Scorp? Is everything okay?"

"The little wizard is fine. It's just that you have him so confused he's asked Hermione about it."

"About what Em? I've been nothing but kind to Scorp."

"Yes you have Celia. Hermione and I appreciate the time you've taken with him. However, Hermione and I have set rules for him. The most important rule is he should continue to call me Meelio until after the wedding yet you keep referring to me as his dad. I'm asking you to call me Meelio or Emilio when you refer to his and my relationship. It may seem like a small thing but it's the rule we've set. Nothing more needs to be said about this. We proceed from here."

"I'm sorry Em. I didn't realize. I'll use the proper name from now on. I now know the rule, but I must say Scorp couldn't love you more if you were his biological dad."

Emilio grinned as he patted his sister on the arm. "That works both ways Celia, but for now, I'm his Meelio."

"Okay Em, okay." Celia replied with a wicked grin plastered across her face.

"Hahaha. Another comedian. I love it." Emilio replied with a chuckle. "Scorp rubs off on everybody. Dinner must be nearly ready. See you in a bit."