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“Honestly, I’m not sure what else to call it.  The Great Spectacle, perhaps?  The Most Elaborate Union Known to Wizardkind?”

He sighs, reaching out to take her hand in his, a soft squeeze to let her know that his irritation isn’t with her.  No, his irritation — of which he currently had a great deal — was with the majority of the rest of their family, who had descended en masse from all sides to take part in the circus that had sprung up around the preparations for their wedding.  

“Have you heard the latest?”  He scowled a bit, lifting her hand and bending over it, kissing each finger gently in turn.  “Grandmother’s decided that the ceremony simply won’t be up to snuff unless unicorns — fucking unicorns, I tell you — are involved.  And not just involved, but prominently featured.”

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He had never been a morning person.  His best work, his best studying, and his most enjoyable memories were all washed with moonlight and lamplight; he felt most alive, most inspired, in those long and fruitful hours after the sun had ceased its tiresome tenure lighting up the sky.  The necessity of being up of a morning disgruntled him, and always had, and the uneasy truce he made with those early hours of the day were made tolerable only be the liberal application of coffee or very strong tea.

His wife, merlin be praised, had understood this from the start, knowing just how best to tease him out of his grumpiness, with the house-elves always warned of what was required to coax the master of the house through his daily morning moods.  It had become more than just routine by now, nearly a decade into their marriage; it had become ritual, and even on those mornings when he felt less out of sorts than usual with the fact that he was required to be awake at uncivilized hours he put on an extra bit of scowl simply so he could let Walburga fuss him out of it.

He watched her with their son, their bright and handsome boy, with a fierce and uncomplicated love that had him hard pressed to keep form smiling along with them as Sirius laughed at his mother’s affection and his wife granted the child her lovely, sweet smile in return.  But he simply harrumphed in his usual manner, accepting his coffee rom the house elf and taking a sip as he nodded toward his son.

“Quite right, young master Black.  And a good lesson to you for when you’re grown and master of your own domain.  One of the greatest privileges of being a Pureblood gentleman of means is the luxury of being a horrible tyrant in the morning before one’s been served one’s coffee.”

Breakfast followed along on a tray after the coffee, and Orion settled in, picking up his knife and fork to dig in to his morning steak and eggs, nodding a brief, peremptory compliment toward Kreacher for his once again superlative cooking.  “I’m edging back toward human sip by sip, my love.”  There’s the first hints of a teasing smile on his lips as he glances over at her, before turning his attention back to his plate.  “I think you might even be safe to chance conversation as though I were a sane and reasonable man, though I wouldn’t swear out an affidavit on the matter just yet.”

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