Chapter 20 : The Wrights
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Sirius raised a brow and looked over at Melora in surprise. The blonde hadn’t spoken a word since they’d met in the Great Hall to go to Hogsmeade. As they walked to the village, Melora had kept her eyes focused on the ground, her fingers fidgeting nervously.
“Of course they’ll like you, you’re giving them a baby,” Sirius said.
“But what if they don’t?” Melora bit down on her bottom lip, “What if they hate me and decide they don’t want our baby because they wouldn’t want a girl like me for a daughter?”
“Mel, why would they ever think that?” Sirius grabbed Melora’s hand to stop her twitching fingers, “Relax, they’re going to love you.”
“I suppose you’re right,” she sighed and intertwined her hand with Sirius’s. “But what if they don’t like you?”
Sirius dropped her hand and let out an exasperated sigh. Melora flushed, “Sorry, sorry, I’m just nervous, okay?”
“I know, but it’ll be fine love,” Sirius said, wrapping his arm around her and pulling her towards him to give her a kiss on the temple.
Melora’s blush deepened. Although they had never talked about it, since the kiss outside the Ravenclaw common room, Melora and Sirius had, for what it was what worth, become a couple. They held hands, Sirius put his arm around her, and Melora ran her hands through his hair. They studied together, they got distracted by one another while studying together, they snogged behind library stacks and in broom closets (although the closets were a tight fit with Melora’s growing stomach).
But despite all of this, Melora still couldn’t think of them as girlfriend and boyfriend. Not because she didn’t want to, she was just nervous. She knew they would eventually have to talk about what they “were”, but for now she just wanted to enjoy the hand-holding and the snogging and the butterflies he gave her every time they touched.
Time with Sirius was the perfect distraction from the rest of her worries, and Melora wanted to savor it as long as she could. As soon as they decided they were “officially” dating, Melora was convinced Sirius would worm his way from distraction to another worry on her list.
“Ready?” Melora took a deep breath and looked up. They had arrived at the Three Broomsticks.
“As I’ll ever be I suppose,” she said, biting her lip again.
Sirius opened the door, “Ladies first.”
Melora hesitated for an instant, but took a deep breath and forced herself to enter the pub. Sirius followed, the door swinging shut behind him, blocking her only escape.
The blonde took another deep breath, no reason to be nervous. Only the future of her child at stake here, no need to worry.
Sirius put his hand on the small of her back and guided Melora towards the back. “That’s them there, isn’t it?” he asked.
Melora nodded. She been staring at the Wrights’ picture since Healer Jacoby had given it to her and there could be no mistaking them.
When they were several feet away, David Wright looked up and met Melora’s eye. He whispered something to his wife, who spun around quickly, nearly whacking her husband’s glasses off his face with her long curly brown hair. Both jumped up when Melora and Sirius reached them.
“Melora Jones?” Kendra Wright smiled timidly and held out her hand. She was a short witch, maybe an inch shorter than Melora, with wide eyes and round cheeks.
“That’s me,” Melora said, chiding herself inwardly for the lame response. Kendra, however, didn’t seem to mind, and instead gestured to her husband across the table.
“I’m Kendra and this is my husband, David.” David gave a small wave which Melora returned. Unlike his wife, David was tall and lanky with short light brown hair.
“It’s nice to meet you,” Melora said, “This is my,” she paused for a moment, unsure of what to call Sirius, but he saved her the trouble.
“Sirius Black,” he said, reaching over Melora to shake Kendra’s hand, “I’m the baby’s dad.” He chuckled and shook his head, “Well actually I guess that’s you now Mr. Wright."
David and Kendra looked surprised by the comment, but their expressions quickly turned pleased. “Sit down, sit down!” Kendra said, moving around the table to sit with her husband. Melora took her seat and Sirius sat down next to her.
“So what houses are you in?” David asked.
“I’m in Ravenclaw and Sirius is a Gryffindor,” Melora replied.
David and Kendra beamed at this. “We were both in Ravenclaw at school,” Kendra told them, “David was a beater on the Quidditch team.”
“I wanted to play pro too, but a bludger to the shoulder in my seventh year cut that dream short.”
“I’m a beater for Gryffindor,” Sirius said.
“Best position on the team,” David nodded approvingly.
Sirius laughed. “Try telling that to my best mate. He insists chasers are the life blood of the Quidditch pitch.”
David snorted in disbelief. “Sirius, why don’t you and I go get some butterbeers for the table?” he suggested. Sirius nodded in agreement.
“It’ll give us girls some time alone to chat!” Kendra beamed.
Under the table, Melora’s fingers began to fidget again. “I’ll just take a gillywater,” she said.
When the two men were out of sight, Kendra turned to Melora eagerly. “So how far along are you?” she asked.
“About 22 weeks,” Melora replied.
“Oh, but you’re so small!” Kendra crooned, “My friend Tilly was twice your size in her second trimester!”
Melora shrugged, “Everyone keeps telling me I’m lucky.”
“Oh very,” Kendra nodded, “What about morning sickness? Moodiness? Cravings?” her eyes glinted mischievously, “Has your libido raised? My friends tell me pregnancy sex is the best sort.”
Melora’s face flushed a deep red, “Oh um…I don’t, I suppose—”
“Sirius must be in heaven, I mean you look radiant,” Kendra continued.
“We’re not dating!” Melora blurted out.
Kendra looked taken aback at her outburst. Melora’s blush grew. “I mean, we are sort of, maybe, I don’t know we haven’t really talked about it, but the baby was more of an accident. We don’t, erm, shag, um often, or anything.”
Kendra too had a slight blush on now. “Oh I’m sorry Melora, I didn’t realize…I just assumed…” she trailed off and the two women sat in uncomfortable silence.
Melora peered around the crowded pub for any sign of David or Sirius, but saw no hint of either man. Across the table, Kendra looked miserable.
Melora felt rather bad for the older woman. Perhaps she wasn’t the only one who was nervous about the meeting.
“Um, my morning sickness is pretty much over,” she said softly. Kendra perked up, “The moodiness comes and goes. Sirius tells me I’m awful, but I think he’s just taking the mickey out of me.”
Kendra was smiling now and Melora continued, slightly more excited. Although her friends talked to her about her pregnancy, no one besides her healer ever seemed so interested.
“The cravings are just awful,” she giggled, “But also kind of awesome because everything tastes good and I can eat as much of it as I like.”
“No caffeine though, right? Or alcohol?” Melora opened her mouth to respond, but Kendra cut her off, answering her own question. “Of course not! You ordered a gillywater, I’m sure you’ve been doing brilliantly keeping that baby healthy.”
Melora ducked her head, “I’ve been trying.”
By the time Sirius and David had come back to the table, Kendra and Melora were laughing like old friends.
“Do you think it went well?” Sirius asked when the meeting was over and he and Melora headed back up to the castle.
Melora beamed, “Are you kidding me? It went fantastic! They’re perfect.”
Sirius laughed and grabbed her hand, swinging their arms as they walked back up to the castle together.
For once it seemed things were finally working out.
A/N- I'm assuming gillywater doesn't have alcohol in it. I couldn't find much information on it other than McGonagall ordered it once and it's probably made with gillyweed.
In other news, would any of you guys be able/be interested in making chapter graphics?
Let me know, or just review!
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