Love & Scars

Where Are They?

Twenty minutes later, Izzie and Regulus were sitting in the headmasters' office, with Professor Slughorn on Reggie's left and McGonagall on Izzie's right. Dumbledore folded his hands in front of him on the large desk. McGonagall frowned a little as she looked at both of them.

"Are you two okay? You look rather pale?" She asked worriedly.

"We're okay. We didn't get much sun this summer." Izzie said quickly and the professor shot her a look that said she didn't believe a word of it.

"We don't have much time. Professor McGonagall needs to escort the first years in soon." He started calmly. "Both of your parents arrived at my doorstep yesterday morning. They informed me that you two got married a few days ago."

"Yes, sir." They chimed quietly, looking down. Both teachers beside them gasped softly.

"Was it willingly?"

Izzie and Reg looked at each other, communicating silently. With an internal sigh, they turned back to the headmaster. "No, sir."

"How is this possible? Mr Black isn't off age yet." Slughorn asked shocked.

"They found a way." Regulus muttered. Izzie reached over and took a strong hold on his hand.

Dumbledore's eyes flickered between them. "I see." He frowned. "You know that both of your parents have great influence in the Wizarding world. They asked me, since you two are married that you get your own private quarters."

No, no, no, then everyone will know.

" I wanted to say no, but they were quite persistent. I know the marriage was against your will, but I can see you care a great deal for each other. So, living together wouldn't be so bad.

"But then everyone will know." Regulus spoke her thoughts out loud.

"I'm afraid they will find out soon anyway, son." Slughorn spoke. "They probably send out formal letters to all pureblood families. I'm sorry, but the whole Slytherin house will know in a few days, if some don't know it already."

"Can you tell me about the ceremony?"

"Uhm." Izzie glanced to Regulus. "I don't think I'm ready to discuss that, Professor. I'm sorry." I want to research everything first.

Dumbledore looked disappointed but nodded anyways. "We are here if either of you want to talk. We won't do a formal announcement in front of the school. But -" He looked at Izzie. "If you want, we can call you Mrs Miller or Mrs Black during class?"

"I don't want to be called Miller, not ever again." She shivered and it was now Reggie who gave her a reassuring squeeze. "Maybe just Izzie or Isabelle, until -" Word AKA gossip spread around.

"We can certainly do that, Isabelle." McGonagall offered her a smile. "I should go round up the first years." She nodded at Dumbledore and Slughorn before looking back to Izzie and Regulus. "If either of you need anything, anything at all, you know where to find me."

"Thank you."

"I'm afraid there isn't more we can do for you. But like Professor McGonagall said, my door is always open." He smiled. "Your trunks are in your new quarters, Professor Slughorn will take you there. You are both still welcome in your common room, of course. Here are the passwords." He slid two pieces of paper over. "And my guess is that you two don't want to barge in the Great Hall during the sorting, so the elves prepared a private feast in your quarters."

"Thank you, headmaster." Regulus bowed his head slightly before he stood up. He helped Izzie to her feet, and they followed the Potions professor out of the room.