Previously on A Tale Of Two Wizards Full Circle: Chapter 82

Heading directly for his fiancee, Emilio replied to Scorp. "Yes little wizard. Emilio Lozier is home for kisses, dinner and a discussion. In that exact order."

Scorp was a giggling, wriggling mass as he softly repeated Emilio Lo-z-air. His big wizard was home.

Hermione who was in the kitchen smiled a very wide smile over Emilio's remarks as she met him in the doorway to receive her allotment. "Good evening Mr. Lozier. You are in an awfully happy mood."

Emilio left a kiss on Hermione's cheek as he backtracked to give Scorp his kiss as well. After leaving his kiss on Scorp's forehead, Emilio turned back to Hermione. "Well spotted Mrs. Hermione. Due to certain circumstances, I am in an exceedingly happy mood and will be even happier after a certain discussion. Even before our discussion, I would like an explanation of how a certain witch caught a case of loose lips."

Hermione grinned as she ordered Emilio to help Scorp wash up. "Mind yourself Mr. Lozier or the only thing you'll be getting is a w-a-n-d across that a-r-s-e."

Emilio stopped in mid-chuckle when Scorp tried to sound out the words Hermione had spelled out. "Never mind about words right now Scorp. Mum wants you to get washed up. We have to hurry because there is a meatloaf on the table with our names on it."

Scorp gave Emilio a look of wonder as he replied to the comment. "The meatloaf has our names on it? I hope it still tastes good."

Emilio didn't answer because like Hermione he had learned a conversation with Scorp could go on all night if you let it.

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A Tale Of Two Wizards Full Circle: Chapter 83

The meatloaf dinner was fantastic even though Scorp had spent five minutes looking for letters on his meat.

"What's wrong Scorp? Would you like something other than meatloaf?"

"No mum. Emilio said it had our names on it. I was just looking for the letters."

Emilio sighed. Yes, he had made that statement, but it had been a throwaway comment. It was up to him to clear things up. "Little wizard. Let me clear something up for now and the future. When I said the meatloaf had our names on it, I meant that mum had prepared them especially for us. There really aren't any letters on them."

Scorp glanced at Hermione to see if she agreed. His mum was nodding. "Okay Emilio, okay. It's regular meatloaf made especially for us but doesn't really have letters on it."

"Correct. Now I'd like you to eat your dinner before everything gets cold."

Scorp smiled. "I love my meatloaf but I know if it gets cold, you or mum will warm it up with your wand."

Neither Emilio nor Hermione replied. There was much to the muggle adage, let the food stop your mouth. The rest of the meal was eaten in silence. However, after Hermione cleared away the plates, Scorp reminded her he deserved dessert because he had been very good for Dusty and Crissy. Feeling more like a dad than he ever had, Emilio was the one who replied.

"Mum didn't make dessert tonight, and that's okay. Having dessert is not contingent on your behavior out of mum's sight. Young wizards are supposed to be on their best behavior at all times and not just because they want dessert."

Scorp thought about what Emilio had said for several seconds before posing a question. "Did Crissy give me a bad report?"

Hermione stepped in realizing the conversation could go on and on. "Emilio has told you I didn't make dessert tonight. Let that be enough. I want you to remember Crissy would not make a bad report if you weren't bad. Why don't you and Emilio have a bit of wizard time while I finish up in the kitchen. I'll bring some sweet, red grapes in when I come."

"Yay! I like sweet, red grapes and wizard time. Right Emilio?"

Reaching out to Scorp, Emilio concurred. "That's right little wizard. Let's let mum finish up."

Scorp slid off his chair and took Emilio's hand. "I think we're going to talk about mum talking big to you. It's okay because sometimes she talks big to me too but she loves us."

Hermione sighed as she watched the dishes wash themselves hoping the Lozier baby wouldn't be born trying to out talk her and Emilio.

/*/

Scorp shared his sweet, red grapes with Emilio while Hermione declined saying she was full of dinner.

"I'm full too mum, but I need to eat grapes to grow big and strong." Then, without further reference to sweet, red grapes, Scorp regaled Hermione and Emilio with the exploits of Thomas and Friends for the next twenty minutes. Finally, it was time for Scorp to go up to bed which she charged to Emilio.

"I need to use the toilet. Emilio love, please have Crissy come get Scorp so she can get him ready for the night. Give mum a kiss Scorp. I'll be up in a bit."

Scorp gave Hermione a kiss on the cheek.

Emilio called for Crissy.

Pop. "Yes Mr. Emilio. You calling Crissy?"

"Please get Scorp ready for bed. Wash his face and hands and make sure he uses the toilet. He can have his bath in the morning."

"Yes Mr. Crissy will do that. Come on little man. Time for bed."

"Crissy went to pick up Scorp but he pulled back and went to stand in front of Emilio. "Wait Crissy. I have to get my allotment from Emilio."

Grinning, Emilio kissed Scorp on the forehead. "Goodnight little man. Have a good sleep."

"You have a good sleep too. Tell mum to have a good sleep. Come back tomorrow. I'm ready Crissy. Please hop me up."

"Alright Scorp, hold on. Here we go."

Emilio felt warm inside. He had just done his first full dad duty and he hadn't done too badly.

/*/

Opening his arms, Emilio pulled Hermione down beside him. "Would you like to have our discussion here or in our bedroom? Even before that, tell me how Mrs. Potter took our news."

Giving Emilio a sly wink, Hermione stood pulling him up with her. "Let's talk in the bedroom. I'd like to rest my tired arse. Hahaha. Remind me to tell you the story about Hannah. When I shared our news, your second favorite witch not only responded with a few of her Hannah-isms she also tried to commandeer the position of Godmother."

Closing the door behind them, Emilio grinned. "I can imagine the pearls that fell from her mouth."

"No love. I don't think you can. She was at her Hannah best. Anyway, that's a story for another time. We have other things to discuss."

/*/

Emilio sat in the bedside chair while Hermione changed into pajamas and settled herself in the bed with her back against the headboard.

"I'm ready. Where shall we begin?"

Emilio was chuffed., He and his love were about to get things sorted. "Let's start with the wedding date."

Hermione shook her head. "Even before that, let's discuss when our child will be born. The cursory examination revealed me to be six weeks pregnant. However, I believe I should see an Obstetrics Healer to get a more definitive timeline."

Emilio didn't want to upset Hermione but thought they should use six weeks as a marker. "As a first time father, I don't know shite about shite. However, I believe we should use use six weeks as a timeline which means the expected delivery date will be around June Twenty Ninth if we use August Third as the impregnation date. Since our original wedding date is October Sixteenth, we have to adjust back eight months. That would be cutting it close but…."

Emilio looked up to see Hermione grinning at him. "My fiance seems to have given this a lot of thought."

Emilio got out of the chair, sat beside Hermione, picked up one of her hands and kissed the back of it. "Having a child with you is the single most important event in my life. I have definitely given this some thought. Of course I might be way of base, but I worked with facts as I understood them."

Leaning forward, Hermione ran her fingers through Emilio's thick head of hair. "You've done well fiance. However, I'd rather we marry before my stomach gets bigger than an upside down cauldron. May I suggest we set a date for early next year. Maybe February or March."

Emilio was in his glory but had a quick response. "While February or March may be lovely months to get married, I suggest December or January. I'm sure with a few adjustments Grace can make it happen."

"Hahaha. Grace will send out a hit wizard squad if we move the wedding up that far. She has to have decent notice."

Numerous thoughts were swirling around Emilio's head as he listened to Hermione. "I have a fantastic idea. Our new home is sitting empty waiting for us to move in. I suggest we get it all set up, invite everyone to a housewarming then surprise them by getting bonded. If we start now, we can have it furnished even before my mother gets their new home set up. It's reasonable and can be done by January if we hire the correct people."

Hermione thought about it. Emilio's idea had merit. "I like that idea love. We will surprise a lot of witches and wizards."

Moving up beside Hermione, Emilio pulled her close. "We can do this love. There shouldn't be too much of a surprise as most of our family will know our situation by then. Shall we set a date?"

Hermione nodded. "Not December. Too much going on with the holidays and all. How about mid-January which will give us time to get the house set up and we'll be past the holidays?"

"Sounds fantastic." Emilio replied, summoning his wand to bring up a 2010 calendar. "Sunday January Tenth seems like a good choice."

Stifling a yawn, Hermione glanced at the calendar. "I concur. Sunday January Tenth it is. That was easy. Now what will we do about Grace?"

Emilio was expansive. "We have a date. We speak to Grace to see if she can make the proper adjustments. If she can't, we'll find someone who can. Perhaps we cancel with Grace and find ourselves a catering company. It will be a different type of event after all. Simple really."

"Alright love. If we are firm on this, I'll start researching caterers and decorators on Monday. I will have a chat with Grace as well. Perhaps we won't need a caterer. Now, I'm very tired so give me a kiss so I can go to sleep."

Kissing Hermione all over her face and neck, Emilio asked if that was enough.

Yawning out loud this time, Hermione told him it was enough for the moment but he should plan on waking early so he can give her some attention.

"No problem there. Goodnight my love."

"Goodnight daddy fiance. I love you."

Daddy fiance. Emilio had the widest smile as he got off the bed to use the bathroom. They had a date and a plan.

/**/

Saturday morning an invigorated Hermione woke Emilio almost before the sun was up. She wanted his attention which he was more than willing to give.

Hopping out of bed, Emilio was as ready as Hermione. "Good morning Mrs. Hermione. I see you are in a fine and willing mood. Let me have a quick pee and I'll take care of that willingness."

Pulling off her pajamas and throwing them to the side, Hermione waited eagerly for some of that Lozier loving. As soon as Emilio saw Hermione's nudity, he reciprocated by stepping out of his pajama bottoms. Without hesitation, Emilio slid in beside Hermione grabbing her lips with his.

"I don't know how it is possible, but I love you more every day." He whispered against Hermione's ear."

Grabbing her daddy fiance around the neck, Hermione shifted herself so she was straddling him. Pushing down on Emilio's rigid dick, she whispered into the crease of his neck. "And I love you the same Mr. Lozier. Now give me all that dick."

Emilio would have chuckled over Hermione's vernacular if he hadn't been so sexually aroused. Instead of speaking, he thrust upward over and over until they reached the crescendo of their lovemaking. For several seconds after orgasm, they laid there just savoring the lovemaking and the love they had for each other. Finally, Hermione slid off Emilio onto her side of the bed.

"I love it when you make love to me. You curl my toes."

Emilio did chuckle this time. "Curling your toes wasn't exactly what I was going for, however, since you are almost mewling, I'll take it as a good thing. I will now take a shower before preparing breakfast for ourselves and our son. Are we dropping Scorp off in Pavia or are your in-laws to be coming through to pick him up?

"Good question love. I'll have to see what Ilaria and Emiliano want to do."

Emilio in all his nudity stopped at the bathroom door to reply. "You know I don't mind stepping through the floo, but perhaps we should give my father something to do. He'd love that. Be right out."

Hermione summoned her mobile but hesitated. It was only 7:30. Ilaria and Emiliano were probably still sleeping. The text could wait until after breakfast.

Emilio was back from his shower. "I don't want to ring James this early but I do want to remind him that the Fieldcrest Event is tonight. If he plans to attend, I think he should have my suite at The Luxe since I'll be here. What do you think?"

"I can't hear what you're saying love. I'll be out in a minute."

"Of course you can't hear what I'm saying over the shower. What was I thinking?"

For the next ten minutes, Emilio busied himself getting dressed, combing his hair and planning the breakfast menu in his head. He had just finished zipping up his trousers when he heard a soft knock. Initially, panic set in because it couldn't be anyone but Scorp at the door. However, before he could open the door, a stern voice sounding very much like Crissy was furiously whispering. Emilio had to smile. Striding over to the door, he pulled it open to find a red faced Scorp trying to pull away from Crissy.

"Let him go Crissy. I'll see to him from here."

"Yes Mr. Emilio. Scorp can't be running crazy through the house before Mrs. Hermione is awake."

"I'll speak to Mrs. Hermione. Scorp will be fine. I had planned on making breakfast, however, since you are here, I'll charge you with the task. Please make a breakfast of eggs, sausages, fried potatoes and toast. I'd like a small bowl of fresh fruit as well. When you're finished, please leave everything under a freshness spell."

"Yes Mr. Emilio. Crissy will do that right away."

/*/

By the time Emilio finished a short talk with Scorp about defying Crissy, Hermione was at their side. Glancing at Emilio, she summoned her wand to freshen and make the bed before asking Scorp why he was out of his room without being called.

With his eyes on the floor, Scorp explained that he and Emilio had a talk and he wouldn't leave his room without permission anymore.

Not wanting to make too big of a deal of their private room, Hermione called Scorp to her. "Alright, as long as you understand you must obey mum and Emilio's rules, I'll let it go this time. In the future, do not dispute Crissy or Dusty. Do you understand?"

"Okay mum, okay. I understand. Crissy is making us breakfast. Can I lie in your private bed until it's ready?"

Emilio answered the question. "No little man. I'm going to call Dusty to come get you. You may read one of your books or look at your letters and numbers until it's time for breakfast."

Scorp didn't even bother looking to Hermione. He had done a bad thing so now he had to go back to his room. "Don't forget to call me for breakfast. Emilio likes eggs, sausages and fried potatoes too much. He might eat everything."

Stifling a chuckle, Emilio called out softly. "Dusty, please come get my little man."

Pop. "I'm here Mr. Emilio. Scorp didn't listen….."

Hermione stepped in. "Emilio didn't call you to hear a story. He called for you to take Scorp back to his room until breakfast. Thank you."

"Come on Scorp. You going to be reading or spelling until breakfast."

Pop. They were gone.

Hermione and Emilio began chuckling at the same time with Hermione making a mandate. "Although we normally put spells up when we are here together, it is now mandatory. Even one slip might allow your someday son to walk in on something way above his age level."

"Hahaha. True that Mrs. Hermione. I believe he already knows more than any three year old should. I'm going to text James to remind him about the Fieldcrest Event. If he plans to attend, I'd like to offer him the use of my suite since I'll be here. What do you think?"

"I think that's fine. We should invite James to travel with us. Less stress for him."

"Thank you. I agree. James should travel with us. It is now 8:45 which makes it 9:45 in Milan. I'll text James now."

"Good. I plan to text Ilaria and Emiliano right now as well. Nonno Emiliano might be chuffed to come get his someday grandson. I'll also call Mela to ask she meet us at Lozier Estate before our appointment with Idelle. That way we'll have all our family in one place for the reveal."

Emilio nodded. "If he isn't chuffed, I will take Scorp through. In fact, don't bother asking father. I'm the daddy fiance. It's my job to see about Scorp. I'll take him through. All you need to find out is what time they want Scorp to come through. We are going to surprise a fair few people tomorrow."

"Okay love. Sounds good. Let's go have breakfast which comes with a caveat."

Emilio leaned down to kiss Hermione on the neck. "And just what is your caveat?"

"You cannot eat all the breakfast."

Grabbing Hermione by the hand, Emilio gave her a wide grin. "I'm very hungry Mrs. Hermione. I may not be able to control myself."

Hermione gave him an eye roll but didn't respond to his cheek.

/*/

Matt with Mila in tow had arrived back in London late Friday night with plans to laze around the suite all Saturday afternoon. At least that had been Matt's plan. Mila had other ideas. She wanted a quick trip to the Diagon Alley and Diagon Place shops. Matt, who had ideas about keeping Mila busy was reluctant to let her go.

"Please take that look off your face Matt. I won't be gone long. Besides, you do want me to look beautiful tonight, no?"

"You're beautiful without whatever you plan to purchase in the shops. Wasn't it you who took almost two hours to decide what outfit you'd be wearing? I don't know what more you think you need."

Suddenly, Mila was standing in front of him with hands on her hips. "I have a wonderful idea Mr. Lozio. Why don't you stay here to pout and shout at the air. I'm going to the shops."

Matt immediately came correct. "I guess my bit of subterfuge isn't working. Although we barely spent any time together while I was in Belgium due to work, I will refrain from being a prat because you want time away. I know you'll be returning to me."

"That's better. I'll be there and back before you realize I'm gone. Don't forget to text Hermione and Emilio. I'd like to know what time they're leaving the house. If you feel yourself at loose ends, go up two floors to badger Seth. He'll probably need help getting dressed."

"Hahaha. Please don't speak badly of my tosser brother. He won't thank you for it. He'll be annoyed enough when he finds out Jake and Davy might be kipping with him tonight and tomorrow."

"Enough talk love. I'm off. Do you want anything from the shops?"

Matt stood up and pulled Mila into his arms. "I'm all set. Hurry back lovely."

"Alright Matt. I'll see you soon."

/*/

As soon as Mila was out the door, Matt raised his wand to summon his mobile. There were texts he needed to send. His first text was to Emilio to find out what time they planned to arrive at the soiree. Five minutes later, Matt had his answer. He, Hermione and possibly James planned to arrive at 9:00. Matt replied that he and Mila would meet them at the doors. Matt didn't mention Jake or Davy because he wasn't sure if they would be attending.

His next text was to Gas to inform him that he, Emilio, Hermione and Mila planned to arrive at Fieldcrest at 9:00. Gas replied with two words, duly noted. Throwing the mobile aside, Matt stretched out on the couch intending to rest his eyes until Mila got back. However, that's not how it went.

Five minutes after closing his eyes, Matt heard the tap of a wand tip against his door. Before he could get up to see who it was, Seth stepped through the door.

"Hello brother. I knocked out of courtesy. I wanted to give you a few seconds to get your trousers on. How's it going."

"I'm trying to rest Seth. Why aren't you somewhere hugged up with your shadow?"

Seth ignored Matt's tone. "Careful how you speak about me and my shadow. Neither of us take kindly to insults. Davy called me. He and Pat plan to attend the party. They'll be here by 5:30 our time. They'll be kipping with Sal and I."

"Excellent. Now you've informed me, would you please leave me to my sleep?"

"Has Mila come to her senses and deserted you?"

"Mila is at the shops, if you must know. She'll be back soon so make yourself scarce."

"Shite!" Seth exclaimed. "I hope you're in a better mood for the party. If not, I suggest you stay home."

Matt didn't even raise his head. "Bye Seth."

"Fine brother. I've been kicked out of better places. Get your rest. I'll see you tonight."

Matt didn't reply. His brother was an annoying git.

/*/

By 6:00 pm, everyone who was attending The Fieldcrest Event was situated somewhere resting up before the festivities.

Mila and Matt were enjoying a bit of private time where Mila showed off her purchases before taking a short nap.

Emilio had taken Scorp through to Pavia to be with Ilaria and Emiliano at 3:30, after which, he and Hermione spent the leisure time wrapped up in each other's arms discussing how they would share the baby news.

Mrs. Finnigan had arrived at Gas' house around the same time and taken over everything so Gas and Seana could get themselves sorted for the evening.

Pat and Davy arrived at The Luxe at 5:30 and made themselves comfortable in Sal and Seth's suites where Seth and/or Sal kept them amused with their antics.

James Wooley arrived in London at 2:00. After a brief visit to Wiltshire, was ensconced in Emilio's suite.

Theo had his feet up enjoying a few drinks.

Andrew Devlin was out spending a few hours with mates but had his eyes on the time.

Jasmine Wright was just getting out of a tub soak preparing to get dressed. She had to get to the venue early having promised Trevor to help host the event.

The Fantastic Five and a few Fourth Levels were texting back and forth to ensure they would arrive around the same time. Ezra sent a group reply that got the biggest laugh of the group chat; reminder: no quick shags in the back garden. Ezra had received at least nine grinning emojis as a response.

The tone of the night had been set.