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@aurorasinistrax
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Name: Aurora Bella Sinistra Age & Birthday: 24, 28th of August Gender & Pronouns: Cis-female & she/her Sexuality: Heterosexual Occupation: Astronomer/Seer Blood Status: Pureblood House: Ravenclaw Affiliation: The Order Family: Older Brother Languages: English, French & Polish Residence: London Flat, hidden from Muggles (staff: 1x house-elf named Orion) Former Residence: Sinistra Manor
“Yeah,” he called back, though his hands lingered on the edge of the dresser, knuckles white. The minister’s death had shifted everything. No time for fear. Only mission after mission.
Remus turned, finally meeting her eyes.
Aurora. Her wand already holstered, her mouth set, her hair still catching the light. Engaged. The word felt almost alien in hia mind -- a fragile thing set adrift in a world with no use for fragility. And yet, there it was. There she was. Steady as ever.
He crossed the room in a few steps, shrugging on his cloak.
“Let’s go,” Remus said quietly, fingers brushing hers -- a fleeting touch, but it anchored him. For now, that was enough.
Aurora could sense the tension lingering in the air, a quiet reminder that their peace was temporary. Still, she wanted to hold on to this little world they’d created together, just a bit longer, before reality came crashing in. The night sky had grown heavier, even the stars seemed to whisper warnings she didn’t want to hear.
She reached back, threading her fingers through his and drawing him closer until their warmth met. “Hey,” she murmured, her gaze locking with his. “We have to be careful, alright? I still plan on walking down that aisle in a white dress , to you.” A faint, tender smile curved her lips before she leaned in to kiss him, her voice soft against his mouth. “No matter what happens, I’ve got you.”
"Thanks," she smiled, taking it and pouring a little into her tea. "So, newly engaged?" she asked as she stirred in the sugar, mixing until it dissolved. "Or still just so in love you can't help proclaiming it?" she asked playfully.
Aurora hadn’t really expected the woman to linger and make conversation. “Oh, yeah,” she replied with a small. It had only been a couple of weeks since Remus had asked her, and she was still happily floating in the little bubble they had created together. “I’d like to think it’s a bit of both,” she added. They had come such a long way, even with the time apart, and deep down, she knew he would be the one she wanted by her side. “I’m Aurora,” she offered, extending her hand toward the other.
Arthur’s grin widened, boyish and genuine, at the mention of Molly. “She really did love it. And the little ones. Well, they’ve scarcely let it out of their sight. I owe you for making me look far more thoughtful than I’d have managed on my own.”
He followed her gaze, catching the subtle happiness that softened her features, and his expression gentled. “I’m glad to hear you’ve been well. It’s no small thing these days, to have something, someone, that keeps you steady.”
The papers in her hand drew his attention, and he shifted the stack he was already carrying beneath one arm, extending his free hand to take hers as well. “All the more reason you should let me carry those up. They’ll only sit on some clerk’s desk another week before anyone looks at them. If there’s one thing the Ministry never runs out of, it’s red tape. And I don’t mind, saves me from tinkering with something I shouldn’t while I’m at my desk.”
“I’m sure you would have managed just fine if you hadn’t come in that day.” Aurora smiled softly, knowing full well that whatever Arthur chose for Molly, she would treasure it regardless.
She didn’t bother to argue, her own life with Remus was everything she had hoped for, and she knew it. “Remus keeps me grounded,” she admitted.
Her gaze dropped briefly to the papers in her hand before lifting back to Arthur’s, a touch of caution in her eyes as she held them out to him. “I don’t think it’s anything serious,” she said evenly, “but I’d rather have it taken care of.” The last thing she wanted was to risk of having her shop shut down.
where: home who: @xremus-lupinx
After the chaos of the recent festivities, the Order had been stretched thin, sent out on more missions than ever. Aurora counted herself fortunate this time, being paired with Remus meant they’d been granted a few extra moments of calm at home before duty pulled them away again.
“Almost ready, Rem?” she called, swinging her robes over her shoulders and sliding her wand into the hidden pocket with practiced ease.
Setting down her own mug of tea, the steam curling up between them, Amelia leaned ever so slightly over towards Aurora to get a glance at the ring the other witch was taking about. "Very much so," she replied with a small nod. "It suits you," she continued with genuine kindness. "And not just the ring - this glow about you, too. It's nice to see you so happy."
Straightening a little, a smile tugged at her features. "I suppose a congratulations is in order. Care to tell me all about it?"
Aurora’s head lifted at the familiar voice, her expression softening the moment she saw Amelia. A faint blush touched her cheeks as her gaze slipped back to the ring on her finger. “Thank you,” she murmured. She hadn’t realized the joy was so visible, but it was a brightness she hadn’t known in a long time. Even with so much darkness pressing in, there was still this, still a little light.
“Are you sure you want to hear about it?” The last thing she wanted to bore her friend.
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There was a time Estelle wouldn't have been caught dead around the other. Still, she felt the need to not stay for too long, instead chose a day and hour during which the store seemed less occupied to pay it a visit. Her heels echoed around the place, causing the blonde to feel far more out in the open than she normally would in places she felt in control at.
"I heard you're the best when it comes to the stars. They also say the stars hold the truth. And guidance apparently." Green eyes went searching for those of the other. "I do hope you can help!" Estelle wasn't all too sure why the words were flowing from her mouth as they did. She herself had been apart of the astronomy club, gazing at the stars yet they clearly held more for the other than they ever had for her.
Aurora’s gaze lifted as the bell above the door announced the visitor. The blonde face was familiar, though no name came to mind, suggesting their paths hadn’t crossed closely before. Still, Aurora straightened, resting her hands neatly on the counter.
“I do have a fair share of knowledge when it comes to the stars,” she answered evenly, her voice carrying the quiet certainty of someone long accustomed to studying the night sky. There was something about the woman’s tone that made her all the more attentive. “I can certainly try to offer what guidance I can.” A brief pause, then a gentle incline of her head. “Tell me, what is it you’re seeking?”
Aurora had begun to notice Remus acting a little off, but she brushed it aside, she trusted him completely. If something were truly wrong, he would tell her. Still, something in the air felt different tonight.
As always, she found herself gazing up at the sky, enchanted by the stars as they slowly emerged one by one. She was so caught up in the moment that she didn’t register him laying the blanket down, not until he started speaking.
Turning to respond and preparing to sit, she froze when she saw him on one knee.
Her breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding in her chest as her eyes fell to the ring he held. The realisation hit her all at once, and emotion welled in her eyes as she saw it mirrored in his.
“Yes,” she whispered, then said louder, through a tearful smile, “Yes, I’ll marry you.” She dropped to her knees in front of him, cradling his face in her hands before pressing a deep, lingering kiss to his lips. “You’ll always be my moon, Remus,” she murmured against his lips, “and I’ll love you through every phase.”
Remus could hardly breathe. The moment her eyes met his, wide and glistening, time stood still. The ring trembled slightly in his fingers, not from fear but from the sheer, overwhelming magic of her.
As Aurora whispered that sacred word — yes — and fell into his arms, all the waiting, all the nerves, all the secrets he’d held in his heart for weeks melted into nothing. Her kiss stole his breath, but also gave him life.
His hands cupped her face gently as they broke apart just enough to breathe, his forehead resting against hers, their noses brushing.
“And you,” he whispered, voice thick with emotion, “are the only light I’ve ever needed to find my way.”
The moonlight spread across her hair — her blessed stars consenting of the commitment. Fireflies blinked lazily around them, and a distant owl hooted as if in quiet approval.
He pulled her into his arms again, lowering her gently onto the blanket beside him, never once letting go of her hand. “We’ll have lifetimes of this, Aurora. Magic. Moonlight. And every moment in between. I promise you.”
As they lay beneath the endless sky, tangled together, the ring now glinting faintly between their fingers, Remus knew one thing with absolute certainty: he had never loved anything so fiercely, so wholly, as he loved the woman beside him.
Florence glanced down at the girl's hand, a smile curling her lips as she noticed the ring. "Very sparkly," she agreed with a nod. "Congratulations," she added, judging by the way she was staring at it that it was a new development. "Can I borrow the sugar?"
Aurora lifted her gaze, letting it settle on the face that matched the voice cutting through the air. “Thank you,” she murmured, her tone gentle as she tried to place a name to the figure before her. Reaching out, she nudged the sugar closer. “Here you go… no trouble at all.”
Arthur’s face broke into a broad smile the moment he spotted her.
“Aurora! Merlin’s beard, it really has been far too long. The family is well. Molly keeps us all in line, and the children are as energetic as ever. The telescope has been a marvel, by the way. You have no idea how many nights the little ones insist on looking for their star. Percy even tried to map it in one of his notebooks. He got ink all over the table, but I suppose that is part of the fun.”
He chuckled, then leaned in slightly, lowering his voice as though confiding something of great importance.
“And how have you been? I hope business at the shop has not kept you entirely chained to the counter. Knowing you, I expect you have turned half your customers into amateur astronomers by now.”
Arthur glanced at the papers in her hand. “Are those for the Ministry? If you like, I can see them to the right office for you. I was heading that way myself, and it might save you a few steps.”
Aurora’s smile brightened when she heard Molly had enjoyed the gift she’d helped Arthur put together, and even more so knowing the children were getting such joy from it. “You don’t know how much that means to me,” she said softly. She’d always hold a fondness for anyone curious about the stars.
Her gaze dropped briefly to the ring on her hand, a quiet swell of happiness rising in her chest. “I’ve been very well,” she added, almost glowing. In these dark times, it felt like a rare bit of light. A small, amused snort escaped her. “Some of my customers can be… interesting,” she admitted, though most tended to know exactly what they were after.
She glanced down at the stack of papers in her hand. “The Ministry needed a bit more information after the break-in,” she explained, shaking her head lightly. “I don’t mind doing it. I’m sure you’ve got plenty else on your plate.”
where: at the ministry atrium who: @arthurxweasleyx
Aurora didn’t usually find herself at the Ministry, she rarely had a reason to be there unless it was Order business. This time, it was just a few documents from her shop that needed dropping off, nothing that kept her long.
As she made her way out of the atrium, a familiar face caught her eye.
“Arthur!” she called, heading toward him with a smile. “It’s been far too long. How is the family doing?"
where: a cafe who: open
Aurora couldn’t hide her smile as she sat at the table, a cup of coffee in front of her, eyes drifting down to the ring on her finger. She felt a presence at her side and glanced up.
“Isn’t it beautiful?” she murmured, still in awe that she was engaged.
He swallowed hard — but not because something was wrong. No, quite the opposite. Everything was exactly right, and that terrified him more than any monster or magic he’d ever faced. This was now or never. And she looked striking as ever. It only added to the butterflies churning in his stomach.
He gave her a crooked smile, one that didn’t quite hide the tension in his shoulders. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m okay,” he said, squeezing her hand. “Just been thinking a lot.”
The stars were beginning to peek through the indigo sky as they reached the top of the gentle hill beside their camp. He took the blanket from her and laid it down on the ground, smoothing out any creases — it had to be perfect. It all had to be perfect.
He turned to her, his heart hammering against his ribs like it was trying to escape. Instead of standing after straightening the blanket and before she had the time to sit he began, looking up at her with wide, love-drunk eyes full of fear and hope.
“You know,” he began, clearing his throat, “I used to think magic was the rarest thing in the world. Spells, enchantments, the way the world bends when you speak the right words.” He paused, the words caught in his chest, then took a breath and pushed through. “I used to think that, as a werewolf, I was destined to spend my life alone. No love or acceptance. But that was before you,” he choked. “You are the magic I never expected. The kind that makes everything else fade into the background.” He fumbled the small, velvet box from his pants pocket, opening it to reveal a ring — a family heirloom. A light blue, rectangular cut diamond followed by smaller silver diamonds surrounding a rose gold band.
“Aurora Bella Sinistra,” he looked her straight in the eye with tears welling behind his, “will you forever be my stars?”
Aurora had begun to notice Remus acting a little off, but she brushed it aside, she trusted him completely. If something were truly wrong, he would tell her. Still, something in the air felt different tonight.
As always, she found herself gazing up at the sky, enchanted by the stars as they slowly emerged one by one. She was so caught up in the moment that she didn’t register him laying the blanket down, not until he started speaking.
Turning to respond and preparing to sit, she froze when she saw him on one knee.
Her breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding in her chest as her eyes fell to the ring he held. The realisation hit her all at once, and emotion welled in her eyes as she saw it mirrored in his.
“Yes,” she whispered, then said louder, through a tearful smile, “Yes, I’ll marry you.” She dropped to her knees in front of him, cradling his face in her hands before pressing a deep, lingering kiss to his lips. “You’ll always be my moon, Remus,” she murmured against his lips, “and I’ll love you through every phase.”
Remus turned toward her voice. He’d been focused -- maybe too focused -- on every detail. The placement of the tent, the way the lanterns hung from the lower birch branches, the tucked-away velvet box hidden inside his pocket. But then she spoke, and suddenly everything in him softened.
He gave her hand a squeeze in return, holding it a little longer than necessary. “I like the path we’re on.” Merlin, he could live forever in that moment.
He smiled, not just with his lips, but with the warm ache in his chest. “We will,” he said, nodding toward the bags. “Let’s get everything inside, then I’ll show you the little clearing I found earlier. There’s a patch of wild heather and the sky opens up just enough. Perfect for watching the stars.”
With nerves in his stomach he took both their belongings into the tent. He wanted to get to the field as soon as possible. He wanted the deed to be done. He wanted to know her answer. He wanted to be an engaged man.
The ring was burning a hole through his thoughts. Tonight, he wanted her to feel the magic. The kind that only came from quiet laughter and shared glances beneath the constellations they used to name together.
He stepped aside and offered her his hand again. “Come on, my love. Let’s get out there before the moon decides to join us.”
Aurora didn’t question him. She was just as eager to get the camp settled so they could make the most of their evening together. She’d noticed a flicker of something in him, nerves, maybe, but chose not to press. Not yet.
They worked in quiet sync, and before long everything was in place. As the last light of day stretched across the sky, she grabbed a blanket and stepped outside with him, the air cooling just enough to make it feel like the start of something special.
Her hand found his easily, fingers slipping between his. A soft smile touched her lips as she glanced his way. “Lead the way,” she said gently, falling into step beside him. After a beat, her eyes flicked up to his. “You okay?” she asked, voice soft.
"He gets whatever he wants. I'll have to work on discipline once he's old enough to understand it." She chuckled, taking another spoonful of her ice cream. It truly was delicious. Neville was a genius and he was yet to be born. "Only a couple of weeks left. I can hardly believe it.. I don't know if you can ever be ready... I've been told we'll feel ready once he's here... Hopefully that's true."
Aurora had no doubt that the Longbottom baby would be surrounded by love and thoroughly spoiled. “You know I’m going to be one of the first to spoil him,” she said with a warm smile, eyes full of affection for her friend. “Time’s flying by.” Even with the tension of the war brewing in the background, moments like these kept her grounded, focusing on the good. “When he gets here, you know I am always here if you two need anything.”
Frank blushed without embarrassment. What could he possibly feel embarrassed about, loving his wife too much? Impossible. There was no limit to the love he held for Alice, the love he held for Neville.
"Oh, Ted and I helped with a raid the other day, actually managed to capture a few Death Eaters." Nothing terribly useful had come from it yet, whatever higher level members had planned it all had managed to escape. But it was better than nothing.
"Yeah, we'd love to." It was nice to have another reason to celebrate again. He raised an eyebrow in question. "Weird for a normal person, or weird for someone who's best friends include Sirius and James? Glad to hear the shop's back together. That must be a relief."
Aurora caught the blush but chose not to comment on it, it was sweet, really, how openly Frank loved his family. It suited him.
“You did?” Her brows lifted slightly with interest, thinking back to her own recent missions. Since the attack nearly a year ago, she’d learned to move with more caution, more control. “Still, that’s something. Any step forward is better than none.” Lately, it felt like progress came in scraps, but they had to hold on to what they could.
“Perfect. I’ll send the date along once we’ve settled on it,” she said with a small nod. Then, with a grin, she added, “It’s the kind of weird a regular person might blink at. Not Sirius-and-James-level chaos, though.” Her smile softened slightly. “Feels good having the shop whole again. Almost like it used to.”
Mary didn't mind a walk through the woods, but with the night casting over them and not knowing what was lurking in the trees, her back straightened as she walked. When she said she wanted to spend more bonding time with Aurora, this wasn't what she meant but she gladly walked next to her. "A cup from a branch," she nods. "Got it." Her stomach was already lurching at the idea of a portkey. "Fifteen, really?" Though Aurora seemed confident, these things were never that easy. "Maybe we can get a drink after this then."
Aurora cast a calm glance in Mary’s direction, her expression steady and reassuring. “No unexpected drama tonight, I swear.” Her hand brushed her wand out of instinct more than concern, this wasn’t the kind of night she wanted surprises. She just needed to get the wizard to the meeting point and make sure everything went smoothly.
With a faint smile, she added, “And yes, it’s really fifteen minutes, I’ve tested it.” After a brief pause, she nodded toward the trees. “Let’s get him and be done with it. That drink’s sounding better by the minute.”
