Peace Harry Potter

Chapter 12

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Previously on Peace:

Heaven head snapped towards him, "Sirius and Remus?"

"Yes." Thomas nodded, "I invited them over for lunch, so we can explain everything."

Heaven nodded slowly, letting Thomas pull her down the pathway and into a dark purple shop.

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Heaven looked around the shop. It was grand, white walls, with gold accents around. The shop seats were white, golden chandeliers hung from the ceiling. Rack upon racks of fabric and clothing lined the walls. "Thomas, this place looks too expensive." Heaven muttered.

"Relax, love." Thomas soothed her, "We're both rich, remember?" Heaven nodded slowly, looking around the room. Thomas glanced at her with a smile, "Look around while I find my tailor." Thomas nudged her.

Heaven glanced at him, uncertainly but slowly made her way towards the clothes. Gently brushing her hand over the fabrics.

Thomas headed towards the back, smiling when he saw Alfred Ricci, his tailor since he was 17-years-old. Alfred is in his late 70's but didn't look a day over 40, with pepper salt hair, standing tall at 6'2,. The only thing showing his age was the black cane with a black diamond head, Alfred uses to walk.

"Alfred."

Alfred looked up, his blue eyes sparkling in happiness "Ah, young Thomas." Alfred stepped forward, "I heard a congratulations is in order." Thomas smiled, a thin smile, but his eyes sparkled in happiness as he looked back to the front of the store, something Alfred noticed and smiled even more, "I take it the misses is here?"

"Yes, she is up front, looking through the selection of fabrics and clothing."

"Well, let's not keep her waiting."

Alfred and Thomas made their way towards the front of the shop, where they found Heaven. Alfred stopped to take her in, she was on the tall side, 5'8 if he had to guess, good enough to go with Thomas tall stature. She was slim, curves in her hips that would be emphasized with clothing cinched at the waist. Fair skinned with a hint of a tan dying.

"Ah," Heaven spun around startled by the sound, "You darling are perfect."

Heaven glanced at Thomas who stood there smiling, "Love, meet Alfred Ricci, my personal tailor and designer. Alfred, my wife Heaven."

Heaven curtsy "Merry Met." She greeted.

"Nonsense," Alfred waved her off, "You are Thomas's wife. Call me Alfred."

Heaven smiled and nodded.

"Now, you are perfection." Alfred said circling Heaven "Is this your natural skin tone?"

Heaven glanced at her slight tan skin, "No. I'm pale."

"Fair darling." Alfred corrected her. "Fair skinned with beautiful dark hair. The perfect combination for me to work with."

Heaven smiled a little. She's been called pale for her whole life never fair. She guesses they could mean the same thing but she liked fair better than pale.

"And what would that be?"

"Colors." Alfred smiled. "Earth colors. Jewel colors. Pastels colors. You my dear are a clean slate for paint." Alfred stopped in front of Heaven eyes boring into hers, "And I will help you shine even brighter that it blinds."

Heaven smiled brighter than Thomas has seen and felt his heart skip a beat. For the first time, someone saw Heaven as something other then 'fine looking'. And if that's Heaven reaction, Thomas will tell Heaven every single day how beautiful she is and how love she is. 

Alfred led the two towards the back, "I'm think silk. And cotton. Cashmere. Spider Silk. Dragon hid." Alfred listed off the fabrics he believed would look best on Heaven. He flicked his wand and different types of fabric flew from the shelves, hovering in front of Heaven. "Which ones feels best?" 

Heaven touched the cotton fabric and shook her head, pushing it away. She moved towards the Silk, and nodded a little, pushing it towards Alfred. Spider Silk was a no. Dragon Hid was a yes. Cashmere was also a yes. 

Alfred held the three fabrics, "Yes. These would be good." Alfred set them on his workspace table, "I can make some custom pieces with theses. What do you like to wear?" Alfred asked picking up a quill and parchment. 

"Dresses. Skirts. Floaty tops." 

Alfred nodded, "Sleep wear?" 

"Oh, uh, night dresses." 

Alfred nodded and flicked his wand. A tape measurer wrapped around her body. First her waist, then her chest, then her arms, before checking her hight. Alfred wrote everything he saw. Heaven glanced at Thomas, but he just smiled softly which calmed her down a little. 

"Well. I will start on some designs for you." Alfred clapped, "But let's start with picking out some things you could leave with today, yes?"

Heaven nodded, "Dresses today please." 

Alfred nodded, steering her towards the dress section. Heaven smiled a little, and started looking through the different dressed. Thomas sat down and let his wife go wild.