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weddings

It was too dangerous to have a funeral for Lyall so the Order buried him in his backyard next to Hope. Remus had enough time to say a few words before Kingsley, the new Order leader after Moody's death, told them it was time to go. They barely had time to grab some personal items before an alarm was blaring and they were forced to apparate back home.

"Harry, are you sure you are okay staying here?" Sirius asked for the tenth time. He was making dinner for everyone while Remus watched because he wasn't known for being a great chef.

"Not so much oregano," Remus warned. Sirius gave his boyfriend a fake glare and poured more oregano into the spaghetti sauce.

"It's fine, Sirius. I promise," Harry assured him.

"What's three people in a room made for one?" Regulus asked sarcastically, but neither Draco nor Harry was offended because they were used to his sarcasm.

"Is Ron going to be upset that you're all here?" Remus questioned.

"We can go see him occasionally," Hermione replied. Claire knew that she wanted to be with Ron, but Mrs. Weasley had her hands full, especially with George now missing an ear and Theo still not healthy enough to move. Leo had gone back to the Pack to try and regroup everyone after she warned him of what Emaline had said.

"We were planning on going over tomorrow to see Theo," Draco spoke up. Claire nodded in agreement, but then bit her lip and looked down. She hadn't told him about seeing his parents tortured yet because she knew that it would make him feel more guilty than he already did.

"Who said you could do that?" Sirius asked, raising an eyebrow at them.

"We're legal adults now, remember?" Claire teased. Sirius groaned and placed his hand over his heart.

"Moons, they're so old!" Sirius fake cried.

"Maybe they'll get a job soon," Remus joked, putting his arm around Sirius' chest and giving his cheek a kiss before grabbing the spoon and forcing Sirius to the side so he could take over.

"My job is going to be trophy wife," Claire laughed. Draco smirked next to her, throwing his arm over her shoulder. Harry and Regulus rolled their eyes at her while Hermione frowned. Claire did have actual aspirations for a career, but she liked getting a reaction from her dads and Harry.

"Our daughter has such his aspirations for her life," Sirius said with an eyeroll, walking behind them and moving Draco's arm from her shoulder.

"I plan to work for the Ministry as soon as I can," Hermione spoke up. "And Claire, you could do anything you would like."

"Professor McGonagall is past retirement age," Claire shrugged. "Maybe I could take her job."

"I want to be an auror," Harry said with a determined look on his face.

"I'm planning on using my parent's money until it runs out," Regulus announced.

"That's my inheritance!" Claire argued.

"You don't need that money. Trophy wife, remember?" Draco teased. Claire blushed and gave him a peck, separating when Remus stuck his arm between them to place their bowls down.

"No one is becoming any type of wife anytime soon," Remus announced, looking a little disturbed at the idea.

"I'm surprised those two haven't already snuck out and gotten married in secret," Harry joked. Remus shuddered at the idea, a grimace on his face.

"Who says we haven't?" Claire smirked. Remus almost dropped his bowl of spaghetti on the ground, making Sirius grin. Draco choked on his spit a little, making Claire grin to herself.