the_debt_of_time

"So what's left to do?" Sirius asked anxiously.
Remus raised a brow. "For the party?"
"I'm a little more concerned about what happens after the party, Moony." Sirius eyed
his friend. "All I have to do is open my house to all our friends who want to spoil the witch.
And stay sober the day of. You're the one in charge of the important stuff."
"Are you sure you're ready?"
"Does it matter?"
"No. It's always been a time sensitive issue," Remus admitted.
Sirius let out a loud laugh at the ironic choice of words. "I'm ready." After a
moment, his laughter faded, and he eyed the firewhisky in the cabinet, wondering if the
different brand would be able to ease his worries since Ogden's no longer did the trick. "I
hate not knowing how this will all play out. If it works and she... It's going to bring up a
lot of shit from the past, and I'm going to have to tell Harry everything. Never mind the
rest of the world and, Merlin forbid, Molly Weasley."
"I'm planning on not being here when Molly finds out the truth," Remus admitted.
"I'd like to at least live to see Teddy go to Hogwarts. Do you have the bracelet?"
"I snatched it from the Potter vault when I went with Harry a few months ago to
find a gift for Ginny's birthday. I suggested he give her something of Lily's. Made it easy
to dig through the jewellery boxes without him catching on. It's all wrapped up and ready
to go. How about your little gift?"
"It's set."
Tugging anxiously on the silver chain around his neck, he asked, "You think she's
going to be pissed at us?"
"At me? Possibly. You? Undoubtedly."
Sirius groaned and rubbed his hands down his face. "Fan-fucking-tastic."