𝙴𝚞𝚙𝚑𝗈𝚛𝚒𝚊∙ |𝘚𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘴 𝖡. Vs. 𝘚𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝖲. X OC|

3

"You must be jesting, Walburga," Barbra Avery exclaimed incredulously, her eyes wide in disbelief. "You know he is twice her age!"

Walburga sighed heavily, her expression betraying the weight of the decision looming over them. "They show no signs of relenting, and we find ourselves bereft of choices, I'm afraid," she replied, her voice laced with resignation. "It's merely a two-year commitment, as I have meticulously examined the contract with the Ministry. I swear upon my life, should he ever bring harm to her, I shall sever his despicable head from his wretched body." The fierceness in her words was palpable, and Barbra couldn't shake the feeling that Walburga would carry out such a threat, even if Sirius had done nothing wrong.

"In fairness, Barbra," Walburga continued, a hint of pride creeping into her voice, "my son possesses a kind heart and a capacity for love for all living things that sets him apart from our own bloodline."

Barbra scanned the documents before her, her options dwindling to a mere sliver. Either she faced the prospect of homelessness or her daughter, Narcissa Avery, would be wedded to the final heir of the noble House of Black.

Standing before her dear friend, she spoke with a mixture of gratitude and sorrow. "You have done everything within your power for me, and this favor shall forever be etched in my memory. Thank you." Barbra's tears began to flow, but Walburga comforted her with a gentle hush.

"Now, We must inform Cissy of this unfortunate development," Walburga spoke, her voice tinged with sadness as she wiped away her own tears.
"And I must also share this burden with my beloved son," she added, pinching the bridge of her nose in a gesture of weariness. "Where might he be, I wonder?"
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The loud music echoed the hallway of the mansion , the red carpets and creamy cellings mixed elegantly with the building victorian style , and the wooden door were opened showing a messy bedrooms, and yesterday's left over pizza slices on the coffee tables .. the smell of firewhisky coming from the last room in the corridor.the place was a funny mix of what sounded like a hangover.
The house elf Poppy was cleaning the weekend mess within minutes , but she stopped when an Owl knock the window with her peak holding a letter.. she took it and of course, it was for Sirius.
She broke into his room , ignoring that he was naked and half his body is on the ground and the other half is on the bed between sheets.
The elf knew he was heavy sleeper and she decided to cut things short. Getting closer to his ears , and yelled:
" WAKE UP MASTER! MISTRESS WALBURGA SENT A HOWLER ! "

he jumped " BLOODY hell Poppy ! " He coverd himself and tried to open his sleepy eyes to the full , " is there anyone howl here than you , love?"
" Your mother " she growled and she opened the howler at instant , he moved a little bit away getting ready to scream at.

" SIRIUS.ORION.BLACK, VISIT MY HOUSE THERE IS SOMEONE YOU HAVE TO MARRY "

He paused for a second, the elf stared at him questioning? ..." What was that? " He immediately jumped , washed his face and put on his clothes that happened to be untidy , the elf smiled and with her hand wiped at his attire , it was very straight and like it was just out of iron .
" Thanks! " and he disappeared in a soft pop to his mother house.

He was surprised by Mrs.Avery , his partner widow and Walburga looking very anxious.

" Mrs.Avery ! What a pleasure! " he bowed and kissed her hands like a gentleman.
" Mother .." he kissed his mother cheeks too.

" So , why you guys look like you just went out of funeral? " he said, lightening a cigarette for his mother and himself.

" Read it " Walburga gave him the parchment rolls, huffing her cigarettes smoke on his face carelessly.
He scanned it quickly, and his face turned purple.

" What is in Godric Balls is this ?! " He looked at them " Erm.. what the hell your father was thinking about ?! " He looked at his mother as if she was some sort of freak.

They both stared at him with silence until he calmed down, he began spinning in the drawing room, nervously running his hands all over his hair.

" Are we going to marry, Barbra ? " Sirius finally asked her ,She blushed and felt awkward .

" No , you are marrying her daughter" Walburga finished.

" NARCISSA AVERY? MY GODSONS FRIEND ? "

" Yes " said Walburga, and then hissed " your half breed godson friend "

Barbra said in a calm motherly voice , " it's just two years Mr.Black , and then you can divorce her , your mother checked the magical contract in the ministry and we managed to find a gateway "
Sirius felt his heart is about to break from his chest , he felt a huge responsibility thrown upon his shoulders, and the idea just sounded weird and unacceptable.
He can't do this , he feel like betraying his friend,

" But what about their share—"
" They refused to give it up " Walburga shorted it . .
" Deranged , greedy bastards .. " He sighed...
He walked over the window to flung it open, got lost in his thoughts as if calculating things.
" Ok then , lets do this " Sirius gave her the reluctant approval.
" Thank you , thank you " Barbra cried , he hugged her friendly hug and assured her everyone will be okey .
" Lets say for instance that you were locked up in Azkaban , because of my cousins.. I will let her starve ? Marius will haunt me from above " He joked , and the two ladies chuckled at his humor .

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Meanwhile: Minerva and Dumbeldore in the office :

" trust me Minerva, I am fully confident this time it will be successful "

" I know his luck Albus , This isn't going to happen "

" fine , wanna bet? " he sipped his tea carelessly

" 20 galleons if I am right " said Minerva with the fullest confidence in the world

" and 50 galleons if You are not "

" deal "