𝕽𝖊𝖚𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖉 [√]

Part Eighteen

Sirius was nervous. It was a month later, and it was their wedding day. They had decided to just have a small wedding: the Malfoy family, Tom, Severus, the good Weasleys, and a few other death eaters.

They were keeping it in the garden at Severus' Manor to celebrate their reunion with each other and as a promise to always come back to each other.

There was a knock at the door, and Sirius called for the person to enter. He sighed in relief when he saw his son, Harry.

He went on his own honeymoon a week ago, and hadn't heard from him since. He went over and wrapped his arms around him, squeezing him tight.

"How are you? How was everything?" He asked, and Harry smiled at him.

"I'm fine, and so is Draco. He had fun and whined like a baby when we had to leave, but we'll go back one day," Harry told him, and the older one smiled.

"Good," Sirius said as the door opened, and Narci stuck her head in. "It's time," she said, and Sirius looked down at his white suit before giving a firm nod and heading out of the room.

He paused in front of the door leading to the garden and took a deep breath. The music started to play, and he walked out.

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Remus and Sirius sat at the wedding table, holding hands and smiling at each other every once in a while.

There was a pause in the music, and the dance floor cleared. "Now it is time for the first dance of the newlywed couple," The singer announced, and Remus stood, taking Sirius's hand and leading him to the dance floor.

They danced to a few songs before Sirius complained about his feet hurting, so Remus led them back to their seat. "You look beautiful," He said, and Sirius looked over at him with a blush and a shocked look on his face.

"You too, I love you, Moony," He said, leaning over and kissing his cheek.

"I love you too, Padfoot,"

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Word count: 334

Re-published: April 30, 2024, 10 pm

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