Written in the Stars

WITH Sirius out of Azkaban and pronounced a free man you were finally ready to talk more about the wedding. You, Remus, and Sirius were sitting at the dining table that was covered with different images of ceremony venues. 

“The reception is going to be at the Burrow, correct?” Remus asked as he picked up a picture of a couple looking very happy on the beach. Getting married at the beach sounded nice to him. 

“Right but we need a place to actually get married,” you narrowed your eyes as you looked at the different venues on the table. Since this would be the one and only time you would get married it needed to be perfect. 

“We could get married in the Muggle world. We could honor your parents that way,” Sirius suggested. 

“That’s a nice thought but Muggles really aren’t in favor of three people marrying each other,” you slowly shook your head. “It’s even considered illegal,” you made air quotes when you said the word ‘illegal.’ You always thought that law was stupid. There should not be a limit to how many people your heart decides to love. 

“Well, we could ask Madam Rosmerta is we could get married in the Three Broomsticks. That’s where we had our first official date together. Guest could apparate back to the Burrows after the ceremony is done,” Sirius drew patterns on the dining room table. Getting married at the Thee Broomsticks was unique and quite rare. Madam Rosmerta probably never got asked for permission for wizards and witches to get married in her pub. 

“I kind of like that idea,” you giggled, “it’s sweet.”

“Yes. I’m pretty sure one of the talking heads in the front can officiate the wedding,” Remus sassed. 

“I’m pretty sure they’ll cuss us out before we get the chance to ask them,” you laughed. Those talking heads could be a bit sassy when someone got on their bad side. 

“All in favor of getting married at the Three Broomsticks raise your hand.” The three of you raised your hands. You let out a genuine laugh of happiness. The silly dreams that you had about getting married was finally coming true. 

“I’ll owl Rosmerta. If she doesn’t say yes then we’ll just have the ceremony at the Burrow. Now, for the caterer. Anyone have any ideas?” You began to search the the table for anything that could lead you to a great caterer. 

“What about Glenn Powers? Isn’t she the owner of that one restaurant you like?” Remus picked up a photo of a short and round noirette woman. She had her arms corossed while the stove behind her blew up. The photo was intimidating as was she. 

“Glenn Powers? You mean the best and most expensive chef in all of the Wizarding World. She’ll kill us before we get the chance to speak to her.” Both of your eyebrows rose in surprise. There was no way that you could get Glenn Powers to cater your wedding. 

“How much does she usually cost?” Sirius asked as he searched his pockets for his Gringotts vault key. 

“Usually 1,000 Galleons,” Remus gulped when he heard the price while Sirius only shrugged. There was absolutely no way that someone could pay that much money for someone else to make food. 

“It’s fine. We can afford it,” Sirius said as he leaned back in his chair. 

“Are you sure you want to spend 1,000 Galleons on fancy food?” Remus looked very surprised that Sirius was willing to spend that much money. Remus felt a twinge of jealousy rose within his chest. He wished that he could provide for you and Sirius the same way Sirius provided for you and him. 

“I’m trying to get rid of my parents dirty money. The more I spend, the better,” Sirius took a sip of his red wine. 

“Why don’t you save some of it? That’s what a responsible adult would do,” you challenged. You thought that it was absolutely childish that Sirius was spending his money like a teen that just got their first job. It was incredibly irresponsible but it wasn’t your money and you had zero control over it. 

“Since when was I responsible?” Sirius put his Gringotts key back into one of his shirt pockets. 

There was another chef that was within your price range. Edith Edens is more approachable and less expensive than Glenn Powers. “What about her? Her names is Edith Edens and she’s just as good as Ms. Powers and she charges only 20 gallons.”

“Way more affordable,” Remus whispered as he glanced at the picture of Edith mixing various ingredients together. 

“We’re going with Edith Edens then?” Sirius questioned. You and Remus nodded your heads. 

“Well the ceremony and catering is settled. Next up is last names,” you looked at the list in front of you. You’d forgotten that there was a check list of things that you needed to figure out before the wedding. “I want to keep my last name. I kind of like it.”

“We could hyphenate our last names. Evans-Lupin-Black.”

“I actually really like that,” Sirius nodded his head. Sirius really wasn’t a huge fan of his last name. The negative connotations that many had of it always made him insecure. There was something about all of your last names mixed together that made him feel better about his own surname. 

“That’s settled the last name debacle. Next, what are you two wearing?” You scribble something onto you list. 

“Ah, ah, ah,” Remus waved his finger around, “if we can’t see what you’re wearing then you can’t see what we’re wearing.” 

“Fine,” you rolled your eyes. You were really amused with this whole wedding planning process. The wedding was getting closer and closer with each passing day. It was three months away but those three months felt closer than ever. 

“Best man?”

“Harry,” Remus and Sirius said at the same time. “Best woman?” Sirius asked you.

“It’s called a maid of honor and it’s Molly Weasley,” you answered. 

“Have you figured out who’s going to walk you down the isle?” Remus questioned you. You really hadn’t put into thought who would walk you down the isle. 

”I think I might want to walk myself down the aisle. My father would roll in his grave if he found out that I let someone other than him walk me down the aisle.”

Your father was a man that liked traditional things. He liked schedules and morning rituals. He also loved his daughters. He would have given Petunia, you, and Lily the world of it you’d asked for it. He was a lovely man who deserved to see all of his daughters get married. You were honestly kind of jealous of Petunia and Lily. Both of them had the chance to get walked down the aisle by your father while you had to walk down all by yourself. At least you would have your mothers dress as a symbol that they were still there with you in spirit.

“Well,” Sirius clapped his hands together, “I think that’s enough wedding planning for today.” 

“Okay, just to check with everyone. It’s a go for the ceremony being at the Three Broomsticks then the reception at the Burrow. Catering will be from Edith Edens and our new official last names will be Evans-Lupin-Black. Harry is your best man, Molly is my maid of honor and I will walk myself down the aisle,” you read off everything you had on your list, checking off things as you went. 

“Theme! We need to chose a theme,” Remus chewed on his lip. Most of the weddings he’d been to all had a theme. 

“That can wait. What I really want to do is to go to sleep,” Sirius glanced at the clock on the wall. He pushed his chair back and walked out of the dining room. His steps could be heard walking up the stairs and into the bedroom. 

“I’ll stay down here and clean up. You go upstairs and rest up,” Remus motioned with his head for you to leave. 

“Are you sure, Rem? You look pretty tired. No offense,” your eyes widened a bit as you realized what you had just said. 

Remus chuckled, “it’s fine, love. Now, go to sleep,” he reached over the table and patted your head. You closed your eyes on contact and relished in the comfort of his warm hand. 

Your walked up the stairs and into the bedroom. Sirius was laying on the bed half asleep. You changed into your pajamas and climbed into bed. Sirius wrapped his arms around you and brought you into his warmth. 

Soon enough the dreams that you had of getting married would finally come true