shadows (h.g x fem oc) book 3

Chapter #2

As Alexia stepped out of Regulus' room, a mix of emotions swirled within her. She took a moment to thank Kreacher, the ancient house elf who had faithfully tended to the Black family home, one last time. Closing the bedroom door behind her, she glanced up to see her Uncle Sirius ascending the stairs.

Sirius offered her a warm smile. "Ready for the next part of the surprise, Alexia? Come with me to the kitchen."

Following her uncle, Alexia made her way to the kitchen. The air in the house felt charged with the weight of the past and the promise of the present. As they entered the kitchen, Alexia's eyes met Hermione's shy glance.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment as Alexia's gaze locked onto Hermione. A rush of emotion swept over her joy, surprise, and a deep longing. She couldn't hide the happiness that danced in her eyes as she saw her girlfriend after what felt like an eternity.

Hermione, sensing Alexia's gaze, looked up, and their eyes met. A shy smile played on Hermione's lips, mirroring the joy reflected in Alexia's eyes. The reunion in the kitchen held the promise of shared moments and the warmth of connections rekindled after a long separation.

Unable to contain her excitement, Alexia rushed toward Hermione, enveloping her in a tight hug. The kitchen echoed with Hermione's giggles as Alexia spun her around, the joyous laughter filling the air.

"Happy birthday, Alex!" Hermione exclaimed between laughs, her eyes sparkling with happiness. The two girls, caught up in the moment, revelled in the simple joy of being together again.

The kitchen, once a space steeped in the history of the Black family, transformed into a haven of laughter and celebration. The reunion, marked by hugs and laughter, spoke of the enduring bonds that connected them.

As the echoes of their laughter resonated through 12 Grimmauld Place, it became clear that this birthday surprise held not only the weight of history but also the promise of new beginnings and the magic of shared moments. As the moment between Alexia and Hermione approached, and they leaned in for a kiss, the kitchen door swung open. One by one, various individuals entered, creating a humorous interruption to the tender scene.

First to step in was Ron, a mischievous grin on his face. "Oi, lovebirds! Am I interrupting something?"

Hermione rolled her eyes, playfully smacking Ron on the arm. "Honestly, Ronald, can't you let us have a moment?"

But the interruptions didn't end there. The twins, Ginny, and a few other familiar faces entered the kitchen like Mrs. Weasley, and other faces no familiar to Alexia nor Hermione, each introducing themselves with a smirk or a grin. They identified themselves as members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Each person added their name and role in the Order, and the kitchen filled with laughter and camaraderie.

As the introductions continued, Tonks, the Metamorphmagus, couldn't resist adding her own flair to the mix. With a mischievous grin, she shifted her appearance in a series of whimsical transformations, each one more amusing than the last.

The trio of Alexia, Hermione, and Ginny found themselves unable to look away, their attention fully captured by Tonks' shape-shifting antics. Laughter bubbled up from within as they watched her transform into various creatures and even mimic a few well-known faces.

The kitchen echoed with the infectious sound of their laughter, and for a moment, the serious and storied history of 12 Grimmauld Place faded into the background. Tonks, with her playful display, added a touch of whimsy to the celebration, reminding everyone that magic, at its core, was meant to be a source of joy and wonder.

As the laughter subsided, the trio exchanged amused glances, grateful for the unexpected and delightful diversion provided by Tonks. The kitchen, now filled with the energy of newfound camaraderie, became a space where the past and the present coexisted harmoniously, each moment contributing to the magical tapestry of the day.