As they walked in, they saw Sirius standing off to the side. "Sirius!" Harry happily exclaimed before ducking across to give his godfather a hug. One Sirius was happy to return. "I hear you've been frustrating Ol' Twinkles a lot since I last saw you," said Sirius.
"Yep!" beamed Harry. "I figure he'll soon lose his temper with me enough to act without proper thought, and create a situation we can use to get him fired from at least one of his titles."
Sirius chuckled before pretending to sniffle and wipe a tear from his eye. "Your father would be so proud. Quite the little Marauder you're turning into."
"Alright, that's enough, you two," said Deece, chuckling a little. As she was speaking, the Grangers walked in.
"What did we miss?" asked Ant.
"Sirius encouraging Harry to misbehave," replied Mathias, holding a chair for Deece.
With an equal number of males to females, the ladies were all sat at the same time. Harry sat between his bondmates on one side of the table, opposite Cele who sat between Ant and Sirius. The Greengrass adults sat at opposite ends.
After a very enjoyable meal, Matthias opened the semi-serious discussion after dessert by turning to Sirius. "You need to congratulate your godson, Sirius," he said.
"Why?" asked a surprised Sirius. "Did he score all Outstandings on his end-of-term exams?"
"No. He asked Ant and I for the hands of our daughters in marriage, this afternoon," Matthias calmly replied. Sirius's head snapped to stare in surprised happy shock at Harry. "Pup!" he exclaimed. "Well done! And faster than... Wait." He quickly looked at Matthias and Ant before asking, "Did you two say yes?"
"Yes," both fathers replied.
"With the bond..." Matthias replied, before his voice trailed off. "Well, it's going to happen magically soon, anyway..."
Turning to grin back at Harry, Sirius exclaimed again, "Pup!" Leaning forward, he asked, "So, when's the wedding?"
"August," Harry replied. "When in August is up to Deece and Cele."
"Well done!" Sirius said again. Turning to Matthias, he asked, "Do we need to negotiate a contract?"
"Not if they don't want one," Matthias replied, indicating the teens.
Surprised by the question, Harry replied, "I... don't know." Turning to look at Daphne he raised an eyebrow to her in question.
"We'll discuss it, Harry," she replied.
Turning back to Sirius, Harry said, "I didn't know contracts were still used. But, Daphne's right, we'll discuss it."
"We'll need to," Sirius said, quite serious all of a sudden. "As well as being the Head of House Potter, you're also my Heir Designate for House Black. I would be remiss in my duties as both your Head of House for House Black and supposed Regent for House Potter if I didn't." Recognising the seriousness of the situation, Harry nodded almost solemnly back.
"Good," Sirius said with a firm nod of his own. "Now that the legally-stuff is out of the way, have you collected the engagement rings yet?"
"Errr... Sirius," stuttered Harry. "I've only asked their fathers for their hands in marriage; I haven't specifically asked them yet."
"Too right," said Daphne. "I expect bended knee, the works, Mister Potter."
"Then, how about we go to Gringotts tomorrow, and we ask the goblins if we can go into the heirloom vault to pick up rings?" he asked. "I'm sure there'll be plenty from which to choose from within the vault. Or, we can go to a jeweller and you can pick something new?"
When he saw his bondmates wanted to see each other, Harry sat back to allow them.
The girls leaned forward at the same time and looked at each other. A few moments later, Daphne said, "New," while Hermione added, "Matching."
"A jeweller, it is!" Harry firmly stated. "Which is good. You two need to decide whether you want something to pair with the promise rings, or simply replace them with the engagement rings."
"Wow!" said Cele. "That was just... wow!"
"It's like they've been married for years, already; isn't it?" asked Deece. All the adults nodded in response. The three teens blushed.
Suddenly realising what Harry had said, Cele sat forward and looked pointedly at Hermione. "Promise rings?" she asked.
Blushing in embarrassment for not showing her parents before, Hermione held her hand out palm down to her mother, across the table.
Taking her daughter's hand by the fingers, Cele looked down and saw the ring on her finger, up close. "It's beautiful!" she softly said. "I've never seen anything like it."
While Hermione explained the significance of the stones, their layout and the metal chosen, Daphne was showing hers to her mother. Harry had no idea the Greengrasses hadn't seen the rings before. "Who designed them?" asked Deece.
"I did," Harry sheepishly replied. "But, it was the young lass at the jewellers who cleaned up the design before sending them off to be made."
"Still, did you design the layout?" she pressed.
"I did," he replied. "And what stones to use, the cut, in what order, and why."
"Well, they're perfect," Deece firmly stated. "The right amount of stone and they tell a story, as such rings should. Unique and understated. They'll immediately be family heirlooms when you pass and will come to represent part of your family history for future generations." "Shall we retire to the parlour?" Matthias suddenly asked.
With nods, the party of eight moved into the parlour. Plans were made for the following day for the teens. Christmas shopping was also arranged.
The next morning, all eight Floo'ed to the Leaky Cauldron before immediately heading into the Alley. Sirius took the three teens directly to the jewellers while Deece went with Ant and Cele went with Matthias to start their own Christmas shopping. They'd planned to meet for lunch back at one of the cafes in the Alley.
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