cough cough ... I forgot distracted ... I got out of mind was Monday and I had to update and I was getting out of mind even on Tuesday. I beg your pardon.
But now, dear, here are other Black. As long as there are bored ...
V. Death of a minister ...
While Orion argued with his father the details of the breakup of her engagement to the blonde, sweet as a little of Katrina mattered, Walburga went at home with intentions similar to that of her boyfriend, or hoped for this, and broke away from her brother's arm as soon as you cross the threshold.
"I talk to Dad," established safe.
"I need my presence?" Offered Alphard, which was taking pleasure in quell'intrigo. But Walburga refusal fair. She thanked him and quickly went to the presence of both parents, devoutly saluting and hesitating to speak.
"You need something, daughter?" Said the mother, seeing her nervously still, standing in front of them.
"I want to break my engagement to Thomas Burkes," she announced quietly, but resolutely.
Pollux's father dropped the newspaper on the table with a sudden gesture, and whirled his head toward his wife, watching her with understandable concern. He had feared the arrival of that day for nearly two and a half years, but in such a short distance from the wedding began to feel reassured. And then the its unpredictable daughter tried to ruin the magic.
"Walburga, what are you saying?" His mother shocked the apostrophe.
"What Thomas did not intend to marry," she repeated more loudly, but not too daring to express his absolute determination not to provoke their anger.
"What an absurd reason you should do such a thing?" Pollux interjected coldly, standing up suddenly.
"Why Orion wants to ask me to marry and I intend to accept," she said simply. "If you allow me, father," he added smugly.
submissive That attitude was the result of careful calculation, carried out during the return home: there were no real reasons why his father would have opposed the strongest possible terms to the wedding because her cousin was a rich heir, and was a Black, which ensured beyond reasonable doubt the respectability of his person. His father knew him as almost one quarter son and knew exactly that this was a smart guy and mature, with a natural leadership ability and considerable skills in business management.
If Arcturus Black had not been against, and there were no major reasons not even in that case, even Pollux would. The only real obstacle remained the two engagements entered into before, and to remedy it was more convenient to ingratiate himself with the favor of the parent with a docile behavior and reasonable and not alter or frustrated with stubborn ways.
"Your cousin Orion?" Pollux repeated in amazement.
"My cousin Orion, the father," she agreed, nodding, gentle.
"He wants to marry you?" He added carefully.
"So it seems," Walburga nodded with a shy smile.
That was the smile that she reserved for special occasions. Her eyes are tinged with sweetness and the nose curl up even further, giving it a look of angelic innocence to which it was very difficult to resist.
"Did he tell him?" Said the parent, however angry and frown thoughtfully.
"Yes. But there were also Alphard and Aunt Melanie, "confirmed Walburga, citing two authoritative witnesses to indicate that it was not for a joke.
Pollux studied it carefully, before you call the Elf with a quick nod.
"The master des ..."
'Go, call my son upstairs, Kreacher, "curtly gave to the creature.
Walburga was displaced from that position, considering the lack of confidence in his father's very unjustified.
"My words are not credible to you, father?" He asked confused.
"This is not, Walburga. I discuss this situation with your brother. "
Suddenly the issue was clear and could not restrain a smile of relief quell'insperata luck Alphard was starting in place of the father in running the family business, at the will of these states' Finally, and it was evident that the man did not intend to make that decision without consulting him. This was a huge advantage for her, because he would not have betrayed Alphard.
The brother made his entrance at that time, his reading glasses on his nose and his dressing gown draped on him.
"You sent for me, father?" Asked diligent.
"Your cousin wants to marry your sister," said these hasty.
"I was present when he announced," he said absently Alphard.
Pollux turned to his wife, then his daughter.
"Let us," demanded, firm but gentle.
The two women were quick to run, as he approached the doorway, Walburga's brother saw her a wink and struggled to hold back a laugh with joy.
While Alphard Black convince a parent already disposed of the goodness of marriage between Black, Cygnus his brother, who had just communicated the news by fire, appeared at the door of his uncle's house with doubt to be inappropriate, but not be able to hold back. Melanie received him willingly, making him sit.
"Orion?" He asked politely.
'E' in the room to write a letter very important. Reach out as well. "
Cygnus did not repeat his invitation and hastened to climb to the room of his cousin, quickly knocking.
"Next," said the voice of radiant Orion.
Cygnus appeared at the door and struggled to move for a few moments, stunned: her cousin was transfigured. Only a few hours before had seen him listless and lifeless, almost speechless, and now shone a smile that could easily define ecstasy, whistling as he wrote carefully if one be large parchment.
"You win some money, Orion?" He asked ironically.
The friend raised his head with a laugh.
"Much, much better, Cygnus," said triumphant.
"I just talked to my brother," said he jovially, pulling off his cloak majestically.
"And have you talked to your sister to make her come here," he said with a playful rebuke Orion, glancing gratefully.
"No, he did everything Alphard. I've only given him a little push. "
Orion shook his head, reconciled.
"I have always been unfair to him. I considered him an eccentric troublemaker. "
"And it is," confirmed Cygnus resigned. "But it's also quite witty. It 's the letter for the Von Tielsen? "
" Exactly. Announcement to the beloved Katrina unfortunately the marriage did not make itself, "confirmed Orion regret revealing.
"Your pain is palpable," said Cygnus understanding.
They looked for a moment, bursting into a quick chortle.
The next day the whole family was reunited Black unnecessarily in the abode of Pollux. Cygnus Druelle and arrived at the residence at eleven o'clock, after announcing a visit for lunch. The family behaved throughout the meal as if nothing special was happening, despite the air of Walburga dizzy and distracted. It was when they had arranged for the afternoon tea that a new jingle announces a further visit and Walburga jumped up as if her chair had caught fire.
"Let go your mother, "warned the Pollux, not capacitance of how a man could have that effect on his aloof and haughty daughter.
The room fell suddenly silent, while the matron was approaching to welcome the guest.
"aunt Madam, good morning," rang the clear voice of Orion and Walburga had to sit down to calm the trembling of the legs. "I hope not to disturb."
"No trouble, Orion, accommodated," heard her reply politely.
"I talk with my uncle. It 'very important, "continued the young man resolved before then emerge from the entrance to the woman. "Hello, cousins, Druelle dearest," he greeted, making sure not to dwell on the look Walburga despite not want another. "Uncle," she concluded, respectful.
"Orion, I've been waiting for," the man greeted him proud, rising from his chair.
"So much the better," said the young man willingly. "I hope you will want to hear what I have to ask," she said respectfully.
"will," confirmed his uncle, walking and making its way to the studio. "Please excuse us," he added, turning to family members.
Orion smoothed his hair and bowed his head slightly at her cousin, in a gesture of homage. He smiled and went indiscriminately to bystanders below.
The two men remained barricaded in the closet for almost forty minutes, during which the other members of the family tried unsuccessfully to resume a normal conversation without the eldest daughter She looked from the door closed. When the bell rang again, it created a gentle stir, until Arcturus Black was not entered in the room with a smile. The other head of the family emerged from his room at the time, met him with outstretched hand.
"Pollux," said he with all friendliness.
"Dear cousin," was the sweet answer of Pollux.
And, knowing smile they exchanged shaking hands, Walburga triumphantly read that marriage would be made. To hold back a cry of joy seized his brother's hand and pressed it firmly, moving his eyes from the doorway where Orion peeped at that moment, smiling happily at him.
"Young man," his uncle warned him good-naturedly, "do not eat with your eyes."
"That's right," confirmed his father seriously. "Go home, Orion,'ll be joining you shortly," gave, final.
"Yes, father," he passed with alacrity. "Treats, uncle. Dear cousins, aunt, good afternoon, "he greeted pleasantly.
"soon, Orion, I guess we'll see you around often," said Alphard with impertinence.
His cousin smiled back, before embarking on the door without further delay.
Walburga stood motionless, his breath stuck in my throat. He hoped that the engagement would be as short as possible.
had to wait another hour before Pollux and Arcturus Black to come back in the room. At that point, and Cygnus Druelle were to disband, but the young husband wanted to wait a few more minutes. They remained so for the time to greet his uncle, before they took away the noise, turned and Pollux finally turned to her daughter.
"Are you engaged to Orion, Walburga."
She just nodded, holding demonstrations of joy trivial.
"When I see him?" He asked in a whisper.
"There will be an official dinner with the family next week," he answered briskly, walking to the door. "My dear, I want to keep me company?" He added, holding out his hand to his wife. With a proud look at Irma's daughter followed him, evidently to discuss the details. It was only when parents were absent Walburga who allowed himself the luxury of launching a cry of joy threw her arms around the Alphard. Cygnus looked at them, astonished: he had sent his cousin in Germany in the firm and absolute conviction that his sister never, never would have deigned to look and now the idea was to melt to marry him. Definitely, he had missed something, which was rather unusual.
His wife did not escape the stunned and pensive expression with which he took leave from their relatives, nor air with almost bewildered when, after an immediate conversation with Orion by FP just stepped into the house, sat in a chair. Knowing as we know it - rather thoroughly, then - the humiliation that he so obviously had deceived him completely left stunned.
"Mr. Black," mocked him taking off his cloak, with careless elegance. "He fears that maybe his amazing brain has regressed to the level of the trolls?"
Cygnus roused with a start, before turning to her with a condescending smile.
"I notice a certain derision in your words, my dear," he said sternly. "I'll be making fun of mica me?"
Druelle stared aghast, giving displays of genuine amazement.
"Me?" She said innocently. "Oh, no, I do not," he added solemnly.
was just the second infinitesimal necessary to ensure that their eyes had to face before the laughter flow natural and graceful from their lips, then stood and Druelle Cygnus he found his arms around.
"lazy and insolent," he scolded her, grimly.
"And you're a fool, my dear. If he had listened to you, now your beloved Orion merges with German, "said the wife, not at all intimidated.
"I care more about the marriage of the Burkes Walburga with that sucker," he admitted Cygnus enraged with a grimace.
Druelle snorted indulgent, well aware of the many whims of the husband to the next, even excessive for a person of his class. He smiled to himself, under the caresses of Cygnus that led gently to their rooms.
"I am curious to witness the engagement dinner," announced absorbed. "Two Black ... will be enormously gorgeous, no?" He continued, in reply his nod. "When?"
"Thursday," Cygnus said cheerfully. "Orion is no longer in the skin."
It was not the only one. When Thomas was engaged to Burkes Walburga had not given too much importance to an event like the announcement of the engagement. Of course I was happy and had behaved a worthy promise, but nothing compared with the anxiety and the poignant emotion that made her stare with a start when he woke up the next Thursday morning. Nor with almost hysterical and obsessive care with which he selected with his brother the most suitable dress to wear on that occasion. The delicate organza ball gowns of her peach was shelved because of the excessive boldness of pronounced cleavage, in favor of a blue satin which marry with her eyes. For more than two hours at the Elves House did and undid the hairstyle that held her long black hair and liscissimi. The daily bun in order to rise each day the foliage, leaving free only a few locks on the face, a little habit that was forgiven because he was young and beautiful, was first replaced by curls twisted then be knotted braids, finally, unable to find peace, Walburga ruled that he would leave the gentle waves of ink free to dance on the back.
S'imbellettò carefully with the help of his mother and then decided that he preferred a light and natural makeup and redid it all over again. When he finally finished is observed in the mirror, puzzled: the simplicity of it seemed for a moment a few things, but the peculiarity of her beauty lay in its natural charm that could release without intention, and Orion same was prepared to say that one of the first reasons for its attraction was just the bun placed carelessly on the curve of her neck.
Alphard did not hide his admiration and this comforted, but was equally as tight as a violin string when the whole family began running towards the house of her boyfriend.
Orion, on the other hand, had got up that morning with a vicious stomach. He had been forced to ignore but that had worsened over the hour and half past ten the boy began to fear that he would put his uncle in the face as soon as they had crossed the threshold, rather unseemly event.
His father saw him marching back and forth like a trapped beast, and although I frankly ridiculous, he felt a certain tenderness towards him.
"Orion, why do not you sit?" Invited him, exhausted by his agitation.
"I have to dress up, father," he said hastily.
"Then clothes, son," was the logical replication of Arcturus, who struggled not to laugh.
"I'm going to do it," said the boy nodded vigorously.
However stood there doing nothing, simply place some ornaments carelessly, as if everything were to be millimeter perfect arrival of Walburga.
"What troubles you, Orion?" Insisted the parent with unusual patience.
He took a deep breath, smiling, laid back, but it was not her father to be fooled by that otherwise face relaxed.
"Nothing, father," she said quietly, immediately criticized by a skeptical look at Arcturus. "I do not think I can survive this room, in all honesty."
Mr. Black grinned beneath his mustache and put his hand to his chin, with making inclusive.
Themes poisoning? "He asked solemnly.
His son gave him a startled look, and noticing the nuances of irony suppressed his smile, had to laugh despite himself.
"Go and dress, Orion. Lunch will end in a flash and at dinner you are alive, kicking and officially engaged. Let's stop with this child, "she continued in a tone slightly more dry Arcturus, when the son had stopped laughing.
"Yes, father," he replied somewhat reassured, only to go to his room.
The beauty and attention were nothing but men a matter of women, but Orion Black was firmly convinced that a creature as otherworldly Walburga deserved at least a knight who would not clash too much at his side. Since it was not blind nor deaf and had become an idea of the charm he exercised over girls, took care to wash and comb her hair with care, shave carefully and slip into a black dress that made of exquisite justice to the attractive owner.
It was time, because the bell rang announcing the first guests soon as he had slipped his shoes.
"Orion" thundered Arcturus from downstairs.
"I'm here," he said settling the collar, quickly descended the stairs.
His sister and brother made their entrance, followed shortly by Cygnus and his wife, and his uncle Regulus, Cassiopeia with its tremendous dog, Charlus and Dorea Potter with their son and, on wobbly walking stick with bone handle, the grandfather came to the call Sirius. When Orion if he was confronted almost could not believe it, because after the death of his wife's grandfather had done very rarely closed and out of the house, preferring to receive visitors. Even so, moreover, began to have his old age.
"Grandpa," he greeted surprised. "What a surprise."
"Surprise!" Repeated the old magician, handing him the mantle. "I could lose the engagement of my favorite nephew?" He added, cleared his throat discreetly.
And one male heir , Orion mentally added with a courteous smile.
"I'm glad to see you. Welcome, "says sincerely. He loved his grandfather. It was a very dark person and unreasonable, but he knew some of the most fascinating word games of all time and in childhood had been a source of constant amazement to his nephew. And certainly also Sirius loved him. It was him who gave only his rare smiles.
"Thank you. Your girlfriend is already here? "Inquired the old man, taking time before be received with full honors by his family.
"Not yet, will arrive shortly with his cousin Pollux, 'he said, is available.
"It will be good to do a speech at the pretty lady," said the grandfather brooding, while his son rushed in their direction, restrained by the guests. "Why give us some bell'erede."
Orion chuckled politely.
"I think I can vouch for both."
"Father, come good," interjected Arcturus with deference. The old patriarch smiled briefly to his nephew, before leaving to accompany her son's arm to get a seat.
The festival began.
