From Eden - Regulus Black (Complete)

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty -

HAPPY CHAPTER FINALLY! I HOPE YOU LIKE IT.

MY SURGERY IS MARKED FOR THE 8TH OF DECEMBER AND I'M VERY EXCITED ABOUT IT, SO IF I DO STOP AROUND THAT DAY OR SO, IT'S BECAUSE OF THAT. IT'LL BE SIMPLE, THEY SAID, AND I'M EXPECTED TO DO ALL THE RECOVERY AT HOME IF NOTHING GOES WRONG.

SMUT AND FLUFF, SO PLEASE, KEEP THAT IN MIND AS YOU READ THIS ONE. WELCOME TO THE POTTER WEDDING!!!!!!!

THE CELEBRATION

There was no way to hide from anything or anyone in the world how much James Potter and Lily Evans loved each other. There was not a single person that ever saw them in Hogwarts or walking and flirting around Diagon Alley that didn't know their love with more detail that most people seemed to show. Neither was good in discretion and neither wanted to keep any secret from the world, unless for the safety of someone they love.

The Potters managed to keep the celebration date away from the newspapers, insisting on sharing the good news only after the celebration and after they were all safe and sound once more. The Evans were more than happy with allowing Petunia to go with the Potters to fix the whole backyard – since some of it, the neighbour's empty land, wasn't inside the Fidelius Charm – for the wedding ceremony.

Petunia and Mia made quite the team; Anne had to admit that much. White, red, brown and gold were making the empty land that was there, at the edge of the wood, as pretty as it could be.

"Why white, red, brown and gold?" Petunia asked, though complained not as she tied another ribbon near a tree. "They make a pretty decoration, but is there a reason behind it at all or are just making it as we go?"

"They are the Potter House's colours," Mia explained as she watched Anne tying another ribbon near the small stage they had created for the Official and the couple to stand on. "Since Lily's a Muggleborn, we only put our own House's colour, but in Anne's case, for example, they would put the Black's colours and Potter's."

"That's interesting," Petunia said. "If we had knowledge of our own House, of our colours and all that, could we use if? Even if the House was muggle? Some people do know it in our world, it's just rarer."

"It's rarer because there's less Wizarding Houses, for many of them died out from inbreeding or because the only heirs were women," Mia explained. "Mine did."

"What was your surname before marriage?" Petunia asked.

"I was Euphemia Susanna of the House of Bebbenberg-Fugger," Mia said, chest filling with pride with saying the name of the so long forgotten by the world. "I had a younger brother and an older sister. My sister married into the Black family, but she never had children. My brother passed before he was even married. I'm the only one left with the surname; I insisted on keeping it, just adding my husband's instead of exchanging it."

"It's a smart decision," Petunia said.

"A decision Anne seemed to follow," Mia said, even more proud. "One your sister insists on following as well. One, I hope, you will follow when time comes; Evans shall be a surname one must be proud of having once this war is over."

"My mum is a bit more... traditional," Petunia said. "She might have a lot of opinions, after all I fear I might not marry a Lord."

"Well, it's your marriage, your mother won't be able to say much more, either you marry a Lord or not," Mia said. "I know that if you had been my daughter, I would be ever so proud of your strength and courage. I know, for sure, you would've been a Gryffindor through and through."