I snorted into my menu as the waiter walked away, chuckling to himself.
“Why did you pick a muggle restaurant? I can’t even get my Firewhisky here,” Emmeline whispered, leaning in towards us.
“You need no more Firewhisky,” Alice teased.
It was just the girls this time we went out for some lunch, and according to Lily, this restaurant had amazing food, so we left the boys at home for this trip.
“So, how’s James?” I asked Lily.
“You know how James is, you live with him too.”
“Yeah, but I was just being an adult for a change, that’s what they do. They make boring small talk.”
“Well, how is Sirius?” Lily asked.
“We’regettingmarried,” I blurted, as they all screeched with happiness and called for another round of drinks. Grinning madly, I downed whatever it was that they put in front of me.
“It’s only one, are you sure you guys want to drink that much?” Lily asked.
“It’s past noon,” Alice said thickly, through her glass.
"Somewhere, its five o'clock," Hestia said, rather giggly.
“Well, in that case…” Lily said, as she drank the glass she had. We all continued to cheer.
“Have you told anyone else?” Alice asked.
“No, I don’t even know if he wanted to tell anyone, but I had to blurt it out…and I could trust my bridesmaids with anything anyway.”
“Naturally,” Emmeline said, raising her glass.
“AH! Look, foods,” Dorcas said, grinning as our food was put down around us.
“Drunk before two, with an Order Party later! Dor, that isn’t wise,” Alice said, muttering something else as her hand twitched towards her wand and Dorcas’s drink turned to water. But she didn’t notice.
“Ah, the Order party! I almost forgot!” Emmeline exclaimed. Yes, the Order party, we always have one once everyone gets out of the Hospital, horrible as that sounds.
I snorted into my entrée as we continued on like this for the remainder of the meal.
“Ah, its quarter to three, do you guys want to go straight to Molly’s?” I asked.
“Let’s go get them fixed up first,” Emmeline said, nodding her head towards a giggling Dorcas and a hiccupping Hestia.
We ducked behind a dumpster and took out our wands. “Who gets drunk at a restaurant? At least do it in a bar,” I said, giggling as Lily set them straight.
We Apparated right to Molly’s bustling house, as she and Andromeda Tonks were beginning to prepare the feast that would be the dinner. On the table were two levitating, self-rocking cradles holding two very asleep, very redheaded boys. Ted was sitting there, reading the paper.
“Lily, chop the potatoes, Hestia and Dorcas, start with the beans, Emmeline and Alice, start breading chicken oh, Cara dear. Well…we all know how good of a cook you are, right? So maybe you should go mind the children,” Molly said, laughing as I nodded, walking upstairs to find them.
And I did, Billy, Charlie, Nymphadora, and Percy, plus Gideon and Arthur, were wriggling around on the floor, playing with a couple toys that were bewitched to move away constantly.
“Cara!”
“Nymphadora Tonks, how are you doing?” I exclaimed as she jumped on me.
“Andy reckons her hair will be stuck that way,” Gideon said, tickling the little girl.
Something smacked my head, hard. I looked up, and sure enough, above me, on a chair, stood Charlie Weasley, who was holding a wand.
“Argh!” I exclaimed, picking the skinny boy up as he flicked the wand, sending a huge bubble out of it. Gideon took his wand back and popped the bubble before pocketing it.
“When’s the food gonna be ready?” Bill asked, looking frustrated.
“Later,” his father said.
“Carrie!”
“Mhm?” I asked, lazily looking over to Nymphadora.
“I like your name. It’s pretty. I hate mine. I don’t like mummy’s either. And daddy’s is funny." I love how this girl has so much to say. She is my favorite five year old.
“Nymphadora is a very pretty name also, missy,” I said.
“Is not!” So we’re going to play this game, eh?
“Is too!”
“Is not!”
“Is too!”
“It is not!” Sirius exclaimed, coming into the room and scooping Nymphadora up, and tossing the little, giggling girl from arm to arm.
“SEE!” she exclaimed, sticking her tongue out at me.
“I’ll steal it if I ever see it again,” I teased, and she looked horrified. Sirius nodded earnestly. She clapped her hands over her mouth.
“She stole mine!” Bill exclaimed.
“Me too,” Sirius said.
“Well we all know where she put yours,” Gideon muttered, snickering. I grinned at him.
“And where would that be?” I asked him playfully.
“Er, in the tongue-box?” I laughed.
The smell coming from the kitchen was amazing, I could smell the chicken, Bill definitely wasn’t the only one hungry.
The house was louder, I could tell more and more people had arrived.
“So how was lunch, darling?” Sirius asked as we sat there on the floor, children actually quiet for once.
“Brilliant. And how was your lunch?” I asked him.
“My lunch? I didn’t have one.”
“Why?”
“Cause I was too lazy to make my own and James wouldn’t do it for me.”
I laughed at him. “You’d fall apart with me.”
“Definitely,” he said, putting his arm around me.
“DINNER!” Molly yelled loudly, as footsteps could be heard coming from every inch of the house. We ourselves had all jumped to our feet.
“I’ll race you!” Nymphadora shouted to Charlie as they both took off after each other. We followed them outside to the huge tables set up.
“They are exactly like me and you were,” I said to James as Sirius and I sat down. Five year olds, same age, both best friends.
“Except you didn’t have purple hair,” he said, passing me the platter of chicken that was being passed around.
“I wish I did though. That is so cool,” I said thoughtfully.
Though we had all just eaten at the restaurant but two hours before, us girls were shoveling in the food just like everyone else was.
“It is delightful Molly!”
“Better then Hogwarts food, practically!”
“Best I have ever tasted!”
The usual compliments were given along the table, as everyone tucked into the delicious food. They were right, Molly’s food was heavenly and there was always a surplus of it. All of us living in the house took home all the leftovers we could carry; Molly’s food is all we had at home, funnily enough.
“God, did you eat at the restaurant?” Fabian teased.
“I did,” I said, putting more beans on my plate.
“You have six stomachs,” he said as everyone laughed.
“It shows,” James said.
“You know what; I am going to sit with the kids!” I exclaimed jokingly, getting up and sitting down at a table with chairs charmed to fit Nymphadora and Charlie, so needless to say I was smushed into an itty bitty seat. They were all laughing at me.
“So guys, been to any bad parties lately?” I asked, looking at all of the little kids.
“Ronnie Walker’s party was fun,” Nymphadora said.
“It was not!” Charlie insisted.
“Was too,” Nymphadora and I said in unison. I grinned at the kids. I love children, I really do.
As I cut up Billy’s chicken, they talked about their toy brooms, how much they were looking forward to Hogwarts, and how cool magic was, and all the of the typical little kid business.
“Yeah, I have a wand,” I said, pulling it out of my purse and examining it.
“It’s shiny,” Nymphadora said.
“I like it,” I said, putting it back in my pocket.
“Hey Nymphie,” Charlie said, looking over at her, “pass the potatoes!”
“Nymphie, that’s cute,” I said, taking some of the potatoes myself.
“My new name is Nymphie,” she said firmly.
“Can we go to the park?” Nymphadora asked. Dark was falling. The park was too dangerous. I had reached a day and age when parks were dangerous. How very, sincerely, saddening.
“No, its too late,” I said, “its dark! You wouldn’t be able to see the swings!”
“Your right,” she said, nodding.
“Hey Cara, are you doing anything after work tomorrow?” Sirius asked from the big-kids table. I get off from work early tomorrow, at three.
“Probably whatever you are about to suggest.”
“Sure Andy, we’ll baby-sit her.”
“Come on guys, we’re taking a group picture!” Arthur exclaimed as everyone got up and joined the people already lined up for a picture.
“Smile!” Sirius exclaimed, as I grinned and he kissed my cheek right before the photo was taken.
* * *
“HIGHER!” Nymphadora screeched as I pushed her on the swing, Sirius lazily sitting on his own swing.
"I want to stop now,” she said, as I pulled the swing to a short stop.
She took off running and Sirius was fastest to follow her as she ran around the park, catching on quickly that Sirius was trying to get to her.
“Come here Nymphie!” I yelled as she swerved and ran into my arms and I lifted her, running with her bouncing on my hip, Sirius still chasing us.
“Go, GO!” Nymphie yelled as I did my best to run while holding her.
Laughing as he grabbed me from behind, I stumbled and set Nymphie up on a jungle-gym, holding her legs to keep her steady.
I looked behind me to see someone darting between two trees. My hand twitched on my wand, and I slowly turned back to face Sirius and Nymphadora, neither of which had noticed.
“Sirius, give her back her nose!”
“Gotcha nosie!”
“Give me back my nose!” she wailed, shaking her head violently.
“I’ll give her back her nose if you give me yours,” Sirius said, looking over to me.
“Do it!” Nymphadora cried desperately.
“Deal,” I said, grinning at him as he gave Nymphie back her ‘nose’ and took mine from me.
“Hey! She still has it!” Nymphadora yelled.
“Ice cream, anyone?” Sirius said as both Nymphie and I enthusiastically welcomed a stop at the local ice cream shop.
Dusk was falling quickly, and Nymphie was getting tired from all of our running around, so she took to falling asleep on my shoulder as we walked back to Andromeda’s house.
I laid her in her bed and walked out to the couch to sit next to Sirius.
“Do you want kids?” he asked, looking at me.
“I do,” I said.
“How many?” he asked.
“Why, want to start making them or something?”
“Kids are not muffins, you can’t just make them,” Sirius exclaimed.
“Ah, you never had that talk did you?” I teased, getting closer to him.
“Cara, not in Andromeda’s house,” he said, grinning.
“Three,” I said, after a short silence, “three kids, two girls one boy.”
“Three’s a good number,” he said.
“Then three it is,” I answered, kissing his cheek as Andromeda and Ted came home.
* * *
“And you don’t find it a little…odd that you are just sitting there while I take a bath?” I said, peering my eye out from behind the shower curtain.
Bubble baths mean relaxation, not a conversation with Sirius. Bubbles are everywhere, from Wonder Witch’s latest, the bubbles never pop! So, here I am, soaking in my never-popping bubbles, and he is sitting in the hamper, talking to me like we’re having tea.
Strange boy.
“But I love you!” he said, pouting.
“And it’s not like I haven’t ever seen you naked,” he added.
“If I wanted you to see me, I wouldn’t have pulled the shower curtain closed and locked the door.”
“Locking doors….I never mastered that,” he said.
“I know.”
“Much like you and your anti-knocking fetish.”
“Fetish?” I repeated, laughing as I sunk lower in the water.
“Yeah you know-,”
“I know what it means.”
“Sorry!”
“What do you think everyone else is thinking? I came in here, I reserved the big bathroom early to make sure no one else took it and then you came in!”
“They’re probably riddled with jealousy,” Sirius said dramatically.
“Jealous because I’m using the big bathroom?”
“Jealous because you’re naked and they aren’t in here!”
“Somehow I don’t think Marlene cares,” I said sarcastically.
“Well you never know, she’s a crazy girl…”
I laughed at him, my laugh ringing off of the tile loudly. Grinning, I poked my head out from around the shower curtain to see his smile.
I love that smile.
So now that I’m listening
I’ve got my ear to the wall
And my feet are touching the ground
I’m trying not to give myself away
But my heart is beating way too loud
And that got me thinking
One may never be as happy as one seems
So I’ll go ahead and give myself away
Cause this dream is taking all of me
Que Sera Sera; Valencia.
A/N- Okay, so with the banner, I have got a lot for this story, and I want to use them all, so I am going to try to switch around, so just don't be confused, its the same story, and definitely don't be offended, because I sincerely loved them all.
What I didn't love was this chapter. I do, however, love five and six. (because I am not counting the prologue as a chapter, this is only chapter three. eh. dont worry about it. loll.)
Oh, okay, so 'que sera sera', right, its spanish im guessing, and i googled it and never found out exactly what it meant, so if someone speaks spanish, just tell me it isn't something completely inappropriate, although im pretty sure it means like, 'whatever will be, will be.'
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