An Unwanted Marriage, But An Unexpected Love

An Unwanted Marriage, But An Unexpected Love


Fifteen minutes later there was a knock on the door. Fudge called out “Enter” seconds later the door opened to reveal Sara-Jane Delaney. She reluctantly closed the door behind her.

Sirius’s eyes were instantly drawn to her own. She returned his gaze with equal intensity. She was the first to break eye contact and stare down at the floor, her cheeks flushed brightly.

The exchanged was not lost on anyone in the room, even Fudge took full notice. He let out the breath he did not realise he had been holding. This could prove to be easier then he had first thought.

Fudge gestured for her to take the free seat next to Sirius. She did, and that was when she noticed Hermione. She smiled weakly and said “Hermione?” Hermione nodded.

Fudge cleared his throat and said. “Miss Delaney, seeing as you refused all the suitors represented to you, I am now choosing for you.” He added in a no nonsense tone “If you do not marry I shall be forced to strip you of your magic. Then destroy your wand, and permanently exile your from the wizarding world. None of that will happen if you co-operate.”

Sara-Jane felt bitter angry tears sting her eyes. She replied between clenched teeth. “This is utterly barbaric. This is the twentieth century; I thought such customs and requirements were generally a thing of the past, which only the really old pure blooded family’s still participated in.”

She could not help but let a few unshed tears full down her cheeks. She angrily spat “ I and thousands of other witches are being judged and subjected to discrimination due to the fact were lack supposed precious and all high and mighty pure blood.”

She added “Not only witches, but pureblood wizards as well, wizards as old as thirty and over, old enough to be our father’s, our professors. Marrying witches old enough to be their daughters or students.”

She sneered and allowed her lower lip to curl in an angry snarl. She thumped her fist angrily against the arms of the chair. She then leaned back in said chair she had just physically taken her anger out upon. She was clearly seething and shaking with barely controlled rage.

Snape sneered and eyed Sara-Jane with disgust “Simpering disrespectful little girls. It’s ridiculous.” Sara-Jane turned to face Snape and glared venomously and all but barked “SHUT THE BLOODY HELL UP YOU BITTER TWISTED GREASY JACKASS.”

Snape had to be restrained by Greenwell whom was a lot stronger then he looked. Snape was beyond livid. “HOW DARE YOU BAD MOUTH ME AND DISRESPECT ME, YOU INSOLENT FOUL LITTLE BRAT” Snape bellowed.

Sara-Jane all but screamed. “I’LL DO WHAT I DAMN WELL PLEASE PROFESSOR, WE ARE NOT AT HOGWARTS, WE ARE NOT IN YOUR PRESIOUS AND SMELLY DEPRESSING AND DAMP DUNGEONS.
YOU CAN NOT GIVE ME DETENTION OR TAKE POINTS FROM MY HOUSE. HENCE THE FACT WE CURRENTLY ARE NOT AT HOGWARTS.”

She added venomously “I WON’T BE SURPRISED IF YOU FIND YOURSELF HAVING YOUR MAGIC STRIPED AND YOUR WAND SNAPPED. WHO THE HELL WOULD WANT TO MARRY A GREASY AND HEARTLESS PRICK SUCH AS YOURSELF, PROFESSOR?”

She concluded lowering her voice, but her tone was no less cold or venomous “I’ll be stunned if someone does agree to marry you willingly. But on the other hand, she’ll most likely not want her magic and wand taken away. Let’s hope you find someone desperate enough to want to hold onto their birth right.”

Sirius was in awe. He liked her already. Hermione and Barty saw the grin and nod of approval from Sirius. Sara-Jane had won her soon to be fiancée’s approval by angrily degrading Snape.

Snape was seething as he and Sara-Jane shot deadly venom coated daggers at each other. Fudge barked “ENOUGH. NOW IS NEITHER THE TIME NOR THE PLACE FOR THIS.”

He turned to Snape. “And professor, please do restrain your self from making any further comments. That whole situation could have been prevented if you had chosen not to have spoken and provoked Miss Delaney.”

Snape spat “Wipe that damn smirk off of your face Black.” Sirius turned to Snape and he simply smirked, all the wider, causing Snape to grit his teeth and clench his fists.

Fudge spoke up before a full scale argument or a round of fisty cuffs could break out between Sirius and Snape. “You Miss Delaney will Marry Mr. Sirius Black on the same day Miss Granger is to be married to Mr. Bariums Crouch Junior. I wish to witness both weddings, so I have proof they have taken place.”

He added “And whom do you wish to conduct your ceremony?” Sara-Jane sighed defeated, knowing there was no way out of this, in less lose her magic and be exiled from a world she had come to know as her home.

She replied with a heavy sighed “Albus Dumbledore.” Sirius nodded “I’m ok with that. Besides it makes sense seeing as Hermione and Barty are going to ask him to conduct their own ceremony.”

He added with a delighted and beaming smile “I have no objects what so ever. A woman who is capable of letting lose on Snape in such a fashion, and looks incredible whilst doing it, she will make me one hell of a wife. She has got my full approval.”

Sara-Jane flushed in pleasure. It seems her soon to be husband shared her hatred for Snape. That definitely earned him valuable points with her. Maybe this would not be so bad after all.

“FUCK YOU BLACK, YOU MANGY FLEA BITTEN MUTT!” Snape all but barked enraged. This caused Sirius to cackle with laughter. He commented sarcastically “No thanks I’ll pass if it’s all the same to you. I’d rather shag Voldemort, then go any where near your hind, you greasy bastard.”

Snape howled with rage and had to be restrained by Greenwell, whilst Sirius sat back with a look of pure undisguised sadistic glee.

He looked like the cat that ate the canary. Hermione swore she saw him blow off an imaginary feather from his upper lip. Hermione had to bite her lower lip, in order to prevent the desperate urge to start cackling.