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Protego Pt 15 - April Fools

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“I believe it best you graduate early,” Minerva said after they’d gone to talk to her about this for advice.

“I, have to leave?”

“I will say this, seventh year is notoriously hard, and by the dates you have given you are due in April, two months before NEWTS are sat for. Now early graduation does not negate your place to sit for those exams, merely you would be more relaxed and not having to traipse up and down enchanted staircases every day for months while you should be resting to prepare for baby. I myself will weekly check in on you, and should you wish it Sirius you can graduate early too, there have been instances where students were required to graduate and could move into internship jobs in the Ministry until the NEWTS are taken and they can progress into the Auror program. By then you could have sat for all the evaluation exams and have a foot up so to speak on those who graduate regularly.”

While plans seemed to line up well with professors ready to help them graduate by the holiday break Lily seemed to be a hard nut to crack, not having talked to Jewels after not being the first to be told. Letters home did warn the Evans parents and Petunia, who while shocked, was sympathetic that a means of birth control failed and now he was stepping up to the plate. Even going so far as to send a heart warming bundle of bridal magazines to help with any details she might be able to.

On a steady diet and vitamin regimen once she’d handled the deflating task of stepping down from the Quidditch team she’d simply left the other students to speculate about her health as to why she was now graduating early after her fainting spell. A giddy utterance from the Bloody Baron, who checked in on her however, had the Slytherin students elated at the news of a new child for Sirius’ line and whoever the adopted heir of Slytherin hailed from.

Narcissa and Lucius were first to share they would be nearby in London on the holiday break, clearly gunning for an invite as many other students tried to get to just be present at the imagined wedding of the century.

All the same amongst the work load a trip to a Midwife was arranged and anxiously Jewels and Sirius sat with hands locked in the waiting room after having filled it the paperwork under the watch of a House Elf who brought them from Hogwarts for the morning appointment. “Jewels Evans?” Up from the floor her anxious steady brilliantly green eyes rose to meet those of the former Molly Prewett who smiled at her with hands on her own belly.

“Molly Prewett.” At the wedding band in her finger she asked, “Or, not, anymore?”

“Weasley,” she answered with a smile and sat down in the chair beside Jewels stating, “Hello Sirius, my Arthur had to work. Just got hired as an assistant in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts office after his apprenticeship last summer. When are you due?”

“April,” she answered widening Molly’s smile.

“Mine as well, three boys already at home with my mother in law so I could get a moment to breathe, won’t get much of that from April on. Twins.”

“Just the one, I believe,” Jewels answered in an anxious tone making Molly pat her arm sweetly in a comforting gesture.

“I was more than nervous my first time around. Have you graduated yet?”

“Not yet, we take our NEWTS on schedule and they’re letting us skip ahead, to get out early so we can prep.”

Sirius said, “My Mum surely will put me back on an allowance and we’ve got the rental we share with Reg and the guys until we find a more suitable place.” He smiled and stroked the back of Jewels’ hand, “Hopefully somewhere near to the theater troupe for my Jewels here.”

“I have an aunt who was a dancer, the traveling will be fun for you. Babies shockingly travel well at least as long as you are moving. It’s when you try to stop and put them down for the night where the trouble comes in. But a nice bath and they will be off to bed for you two to breathe until morning.”

Jewels chuckled and stroked her belly saying, “I’m so glad we ran into you. Everyone else we’ve seen some here on our last visit looked at us like we were fresh out of primary school. Even after seeing my ring.”

“Oh you will come into your age. The pregnancy glow does tend to add to a youthful tilt on us young mothers.” Her smile widened and she said, “We can coordinate our next appointment and have lunch after. You can pop by the Burrow and kick your feet up and I can share some tips you won’t find in any book. And maybe some spare knitting for your little one,” widening Jewels’ smile.

“Just show her your eyes, she simply can’t refuse.” Sirius hummed softly to Jewels, having revealed the front of the Grimmauld Place entrance of his parents’ home with a loving grin and pat of a hand on her still mostly toned belly yet to show sign of her second trimester. Purple to green those telling eyes beyond the door with the knocker to announce guests let them in to be presented by Kreacher to Orion and Walburga Black, who instantly moved to have the notable relative with surely the cleanest line to Slytherin settled upon the best loveseat beside their eldest son.

True she was adopted by Muggles, and surely interactions at the elopement with them would be tedious. Two sisters could be tolerable for a truly acceptable union for their son who they had assumed to have been straying entirely from the path. “Grandfather,” Sirius spoke aloud and stood to be greeted by Arcturus Black who had come through the adjoining door the Black Family mansion connected. His inherited hidden property connected to all residences linked to the clan including a few Malfoy properties now bound in the marital contract between Lucius and Narcissa penned for their future wedding date.

“My birth father is Morfin Gaunt, only I don’t exactly know who my mother is, we can’t seem to uncover her name for all we’ve tried. Did find I have a cousin, but apparently he’s the Half-Blood posing as a Pure-Blood in his war against Muggles.” Wide eyed with a hand over her lips she looked to Sirius, who only just now realized the golden seam accented teacup she had been given for his mother’s offer of a calming drink. One to help spill the tea usually offered to guests the Sacred 28 often wished to know more about. A move now the Witch halfway inched to regretting as the whole effort of the war she wished to push her sons into was based on fraud.

“That usurping little Half-Blood!” she was heard shouting in her storm out of the room while Sirius finished off his cup to pour her tea into his cup so she could keep drinking without force of more secrets from her lips.

Orion leaned forward luring Jewels’ eyes to him as he said to Sirius, “Defense of the line of Gaunt, very admirable. Had we known we would not have pushed Regulus above you. I would presume there is a plot afoot?”

“I had to keep Jewels unknown to him.” Sirius answered to Jewels’ try at a calming sip of tea from his mug. “He killed her parents.”

Arcturus stated plainly, “Your child shall inherit my home.” In reaction to the sudden offer she tried not to choke or spit out the tea and Sirius’ eyes snapped wider his grandfather’s way. “The papers shall be drafted up by the date of the wedding, we should go now, I will show you the garden young dear,” he said and moved around the table to offer her a hand. For a personal help up and walk to tour the grounds of his hidden home that even under snow was breath taking.

“Oh,” she whispered in awe turning around at the snowy hedge maze and fountain decorated cobbled pathways with destinations hidden by snow.

“You may have your ceremony here, I will assure the ballroom is prepared for the reception.” That had her eyes move off the mountains surrounding the bubble hidden mansion.

Sirius at the next plume of breath leaving her lips said, “There are warming charms that can encircle the ceremony outside if you didn’t want tents, we have tents, if you want them.”

Up at Arcturus she asked, “You don’t mind us getting married here?”

“Jewelia, this is to be the finest match of our family history. To not allow you to marry here would not be just an insult to our lines but to your unborn child. We must display full support beyond reproach to all in attendance. But first, Kreacher should have fetched Regulus by now and we shall commune with the stars to know to ready for a son or daughter. For both require certain steps to honor within the ceremony.”

A daughter, more weight to leave the house to her as the female heirs of the Black Family line were tied already to notable lines and were promised properties from those lines to include them into the fold. Sirius would be welcomed back into a small fortune to ensure no risk of discomfort or hunger as well as a few properties under strict terms of always ensuring Regulus would have a place in the properties should he require it.

One of the properties being a cottage in Godric’s Hollow Sirius and Regulus took her next to tour so they could set up home. Close enough to the theater and where her family could visit with ease and not seem out of place. A bit of furniture and paint would join the gifted house warming items from loved ones to fill up their needs inside this quaint place they now called their own.

The space very much needed as Andromeda and Ted had adjusted their house now packed with things for their daughter they hoped to be ready for anything with. Even Severus felt a bit uneasy coming back to the basement apartment and took up the offer of Sirius to rent out the three story town home he now had possession of to share with Regulus, who did not want to crowd the new couple in their new cottage. Three stories, that after finding his parents had just taken off one day in the first semester of this year and left without word or any sort of funds or property to him he was beyond grateful for some form of stability with the ten year lease agreement they signed for Severus.

From first night in the new place to first morning routines and breakfast before heading off for the day the couple seemed ready to take their new future on. Complete with use of the cow creamer and duck pitcher they made on their first date. Three days a week Sirius would be accepted to intern in the Ministry come January and could spend the rest of the time at the theater with his future wife. From finances to even future schooling questions, if they happened to have a Squib, much was discussed while the wedding seemed squared away with a visit to talk it all out with her parents.

“Jewels?” Sirius asked his silver eyed fiancé in her place at the chair beside their bed writing in her dream journal, just one word to fill the page beside a sketch of what anyone would take as a self portrait.

Knelt down at her feet his hands on her thighs snapped her out of the trance to look at him then to the book on her lap. “Oh,” she let out in slight confusion. “Suzsieanne, sounds pretty.” And looked at him again in his comforting nod.

“Bad dream?”

“No,” shaking her head she added, “Odd, I don’t remember. I always remember. Do you think, it’s a family name? From my mother?”

“Could be. Our family tend to have longer names, not the usual one middle name, we could use it there,” he wet his lips and her brow arched up.

“What?”

Breathily he chuckled, “Out of habit I have done the star charts, our little girl will be born under Pluto, could we make that as a middle name as well?”

“Pluto is pretty cute,” she said making him smile wider. “I say we keep it.”

Long sleeved sheer lace and diamond appliqué on the top half, the wedding gown certainly made a statement even without the poofy bell skirted white furry layers for the bottom half, accented by firefly like glimmering diamonds inside the fur and the sheer appliqué veil secured by the furry top hat. The hat, while a new tradition came from what was known of older Gaunt lines to try and respect those ancestors. Sirius in his white dress robes also decorated by fireflies out of glimmering diamonds joined the nod to one of their first dates when they were swarmed by them.

A symbol scattered throughout the ballroom as well for the food and music filled celebration select members of his family mingled as respectfully as possible with hers. Joined by friends from both the theater troupe, the Weasleys with their three young boys, Severus, Remus, Peter, Alastor, Flitwick, Minerva and Hagrid. To help fill her side so his would not be so abundant in comparison.

Petunia up at her side beamed in being her Maid of Honor. Lily sat speaking to James, who she insisted be able to come or she wouldn’t, calm even in the onset of worries for the three girls who learned the poorly area they grew up in now had both of their parents with deteriorating health. But for tonight under the light of a sparkler accented phoenix ice sculpture candelabra Albus had sent as a gift in return for his invitation while he was required to travel unable to make it.

A special night to carry on into a second wedding, also during the holiday break, Petunia and Vernon inside their own dream wedding prized their own day, this time with Jewels as Maid of Honor for her sister in return. Dressed in a knee length white strapless dress topped by black and white butterfly wings layered beautifully over the top, one shoulder with a black feathery accent, and onto the voluminous skirt visibly mostly made of tulle. A hint to her dress that was an off the shoulder lace simple dress Jewels had helped to accent with crystal butterflies stitched carefully into the design to truly be one of a kind.

Her ceremony being specifically arranged at a simple request of Vernon, who after being insulted by James at their first meeting chose the more welcoming of sisters to be part of the ceremony that had Lily on the verge of ruining the day out of spite. But in a talk with Petunia the week before she did come to understand as to why she was not allowed to stand up with her sisters.

She understood, but it still hurt, and when it came down to her own future wedding plans she tried to not let the sting make her act harshly against both of her sisters for neither picking her. Sweetly however James kept laying it on thick to distract with talk of better times back at Hogwarts that now neither sister can take part in. Which made Remus huff and hang his head back in hearing this isolating tactic for the sister who really didn’t need to feel alone after returning as the only unwed sister of three in school alone.

“Twelve hemlines, five embroidered fish and an army of brass buttons,” Jewels said with a smile emptying out an enchanted bag of the costumes she had taken home to finish over her last short shift at the theater. Needlework, calligraphy for poster and props and such were her bread and butter these days. Tending to get nauseous terribly easy requiring bouts on the floor to even out again, a role right now above the seated one that had her confined to a wheeled chair as an ailing heiress they worked into the script was the most accommodating way the troupe kept her doing what she loved.

When she might feel a bit embarrassed to force them to put in so much change to the script the whole cast made it abundantly clear this role was hers from the start no matter the accommodation to ensure she could be the one to bring it to life. So with a blanket or conveniently placed muff her growing belly was shielded for the most part while the audience got to prize what was known to be the only role for this starlet until after her maternity leave was through. All the same she loved it, her final role before everything changed, one her newest friend Molly was in the audience on a date night for to share a supper with their husbands afterwards.

Thick as thieves the pair hit it off. Close enough between the Burrow and cottage that weekly a few meetings could be managed to both ready for their births. A bond that would carry over as both women already halfway gone to labor arrived at the Midwife’s sharing a delirious chuckle at the timing.

“Lily!” A hand in the dark stirred the Evans girl from her sleep to find Minerva in candle lit glow who said to explain the wake up call. “It’s time.”

“What time?”

“For the baby.”

“Is it born yet?” she whined and said, “I won’t be-,”

“Lily Evans you get your back side out of this bed or so help me I will make you sleep on hot coals for the rest of the year. Get up! Your sister needs all the support she can get!” Clothes from her trunk flew at the girl’s face and she could only huff and grumble her way to get ready so she could be taken by Minerva out to the main courtyard where she found Remus dressed but shivering in the brisk morning breeze.

“Remus, why are you here?” Lily asked and he shrugged.

“Long as I don’t have to hold a foot I will fetch whatever they need.” He answered and let out a large yawn, taking hold of the portkey a man who arrived offered between the trio who were then off. Soon to see Regulus, who had been brought half asleep by Kreacher, now wide eyed in the cold air in his pajamas confused but soon excited as the reasoning clicked.

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You can continue reading on ao3 here - From here the Anaticula series picks up. Hoped you liked the mini series and do let me know what you thought if you feel inclined. Doubt I’ll be continuing to double post on here for the rewrite, or if I change my mind once it’s all rewritten or whatnot. But there is tons of fun ahead in the series and no shortage of drama. :) Happy Reading.

Link to the original version where my oc/Fred/George are born onwards still on tumblr, none of the new stuff but all of the original story you guys know. :)

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