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Fire burnished golden ties	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 8773 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter franchise so I'm not making any money writing this. If I did, Ginny would have died instead of Fred.

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Title: Fire burnished golden ties
Summary: Dean and Pavarti finalise their marriage with the final rites of a Hindu marriage due to Pavarti's family being Hindu. Due to the closeness of Pavarti and Padma as well as their mutual pregnancies and the family's superstition against having twins married separately they are going share the house Dean inherited from his deceased wizard father Caradoc Dearborn. Other one-shots related to Dean and Pavarti's married life will be added as inspiration strikes.
A/N: Star-crossed Lovers or not series [Snake and Eagle, I did not sleep with that wizard! and Rise of the Cannonites compatible. I could have skipped this but I found Hindu marriage quite interesting and I had to write it. The title comes from the Hindu belief that married couples are tied together as partners by invisible golden ties.
I am trying to show Lavender growing beyond her flighty blonde, Divination and fashion-obsessed canon characterization. Ron will continue to be a jerk, currently he is only verbally abusive and is too rough with Lavender at times. This behavior is not condoned! Ron will be called out for it when it is noticed because this is not how you treat your wife even if it's a shot-gun/wand-point marriage due to pregnancy. Ron's homophobia is not to be considered a part of this or any of my HP fic-verse's Wizarding [pureblood] culture. How much of Ron's homophobia is a result of Molly's influence is currently unknown but he refuses to to have anything to do with Charlie, Percy, George or Colin because of it.

Suffering

September 26, 1996

Dean have never been especially close to Lavender despite his crush on Lavender’s best friend Pavarti, but Ron was being a right git.

Ron had spent the last few weeks in Gryffindor Tower, likely enjoying having the sixth year boys dormitory to himself. Thus leaving Lavender to worry and cope on her own…

It had been a week since Lavender had given birth and not once had Ron spoken to her. Dean knew that Pavarti was worried because Lavender’s milk hadn’t come in. Thankfully, Mal Goyle who was Lavender’s adopted sister-by-bonding had graciously agreed to provide milk for both Lavender’s Gwen and Michael’s Mishel.

After Gwen and Lavender were released from the infirmary, Pavarti had moved Lavender into the apartment that they shared with their daughter Parisa. Pavarti had explained it that Lavender spent so much time there that she practically lived there anyway.

Dean didn’t mind at all, after all he had expected it. He wasn’t third in marks behind Hermione and Draco for no reason.

Right now, Pavarti and Lavender were curled up on the daybed in the nursery where they had clearly fallen asleep. There was something sisterly about their embrace and Dean couldn’t feel an ounce of jealousy looking at them.

The two witches began to stir at the soft sounds of their daughters waking, despite Lavender’s natural tendency to sleep deeply it was as if she’d developed a sixth sense for her daughter’s need. Like Hermione, he didn’t hold much personal belief in Divination and related abilities but seeing Lavender and Pavarti who had some measure of talent in regards to that branch of magic, he was seeing things from a different perspective.

By the time their girls were making soft noising indicating they were hungry, both Pavarti and Lavender were drowsily making their way to the crib that Parisa shared with Gwen.

From Dean’s place by the door, he could see that Parisa and Gwen had moved towards one another somehow even though they were far too young to even turn over properly or hold their heads up.

Lavender visibly winced when Pavarti went to nurse, while she had to use a pre-prepared bottle.

Lavender’s lack of milk production had been blamed on stress, the blonde witch’s stress came from one person: Ron.

While Lavender wasn’t as academic as himself or Hermione, the witch was intelligent and did try to keep her grades up despite her technical single motherhood status.

Dean managed to stay against the door frame, just out of their direct sight. For being the younger twin, surprising give Padma’s natural shyness, Pavarti seemed thrive on being a mother. Lavender had a quiet sadness about her, Dean hoped that Ron would change his mind but his idiot former dormmate still refused to sit with Lavender at meals, join them for lessons or sleep in the apartment Lavender had been assigned to with Ron due to their bonded status. To Dean’s knowledge, Ron hadn’t even looked at Gwen much less checked on Lavender since she’d given birth.

What sort of sire could do that? Knowing they had a legitimate child and not even care enough to look at them? If Ron couldn’t do right by Gwen then as the bonded of her godmother, Dean would…

Someone really should knock some sense into that idiot, Dean hated seeing Lavender so unhappy and knew it worried Pavarti to see her this way.

The trouble was that Lavender loved that selfish git, her Won-Won. The best thing she could have done for herself and Gwen would have been agree to a one-child contract and never consummate the bonding contract.

An unconsummated bonding contract in this instance would result in a legitimate child and yet Lavender would be considered a technical virgin. Because of Purebloods and their idiosyncrasies, that meant that Lavender had proved her fertility and was as marriageable as a widow but virginal.

“Dean, how long are you going to stand there?” Pavarti asked giggling.

“I’m just enjoying the view.” Dean smirked.

“We don’t have make-up on!” Lavender cried scandalized, “My hair isn’t even brushed.”

“I see two beautiful women holding adorable babies, what is there not to enjoy?” Dean winked.

“You want something…” Pavarti teased.

“I might be wanting a morning snuggle with my girls…” Dean grinned.

He did try to avoid overt displays of affection in Lavender’s presence, he didn’t want to make Lavender jealous or hurt because Ron couldn’t show her and Gwen the same attention as he did Pavarti and Parisa.

“I know my being here is troublesome…” Lavender said quietly.

Pavarti protested at once, which Dean echoing her immediately.

“You’re newly bonded, of course you need your space…”

“How can Gwen and Parisa be best friends if you aren’t here?” Pavarti retorted. “Besides, Gwen only sleeps if she is in Parisa’s crib.”

Lavender’s protests currently quelled, Dean claimed the babies, taking Parisa and Gwen while shooing their mums off so they could dress and to see to their own toilette.

It wasn’t often that he had the girls to himself, usually Pavarti or Padma had Parisa, when Parisa was with her aunt that usually meant Pavarti had Gwen, she was her godmother after all.

Only a few weeks old and Parisa was maturing faster than Danielle, his youngest sister. According to his stepfather David, it was probably because like Dana, Parisa was magical. Apparently, Dana had matured through infant and childhood milestones far quicker than her Muggle peers.

Dean was looking forward to Parisa’s first manifestations of magic…

XooooooX

Sometimes Pavarti felt a little bit selfish…

Here she was bonded to her dream wizard who was every bit as wonderful as she’d ever imagined and more so. While poor Lavender, drew the most unambitious and frankly selfish wizard in existence who cared nothing for her best friend.

Lavender even went out of her way to avoid troubling Ron by keeping Gwen out of sight hidden by her robes and she knew Gwen was a quiet baby.

So when Ron yelled at Lavender when Chang’s baby cried, Pavarti let him have it and stormed over to hiss in his face after handing Parisa off to Dean.

“You selfish git, Gwen is a wonderful baby who barely ever cries and even then you care barely hear her. Lavender is a great mum. They both are far better than a selfish creature like you deserves. Why Lavender loves a louse like you, I can’t even fathom. Where are you when Gwen wakes up at two? In your nice quiet Tower. You’re bonded and Lavender does everything alone! We’re more Gwen’s parents then you are! Grow up and be a man.”

“Dean, control your woman.” Ron said coldly, “Get her out of my face.”

“No, Pavarti is Lavender’s friend and Gwen’s godmother. If anyone has the right to lecture you, its Pavarti. She’s not my ‘woman’, that’s sexist and inappropriate. Pavarti is her own person and I happen to agree with her right now. The two of them share most of the night feedings, I make sure they have naps when they need them or breaks to focus on schoolwork. It was Pavarti who has been with Lavender since she went into labour, she was first to hold Gwen after Lavender. Where were you? Where are you always? Off playing a single wizard when you have responsibilities to Lavender and Gwen.” Dean retorted coolly.

“What responsibilities?” Ron snorted. “I didn’t agree to be bonded, that was all grandfather and that slut Gideon’s idea. I didn’t do more than snog Lavender, certainly not even to in a relationship I never asked for. I don’t see why I should care about some stupid witch baby when some slimy Slytherin masquerading as a healer claimed it was mine. Just because I thought Lavender was hot with those knockers is a stupid reason to get bonded.”

Every spiteful word was like a slap to Lavender who had her arms around Gwen and her head bowed, shoulders shaking. Anyone with eyes would guess she was crying…

“I am not a violent person,” Dean said through clenched teeth, “but a part of me wants to kick your A.R.S.E. Fortunately for you there are infants and gentle persons present. Were you in my defence class, I would take great pleasure in hexing you in a duel just to teach you a lesson. However, you are clearly too unambitious to be in our class.” His eyes narrowed, “Unless you’re only in that class to toy with Hermione’s feelings and hurt Lavender because you feel trapped…”

Ron turned to complain to McGonagall about being threatened, only to receive a cold look.

“It is about time someone told you a thing or two, it is sad that Lavender’s best friend and her bonded had to take up your responsibilities. Do not look for pity or respite from us. No one respects a wizard who abandons his bonded and child.” The Head of Gryffindor said sternly.

“Didn’t ask for either…” Ron said petulantly.

“Well you are and with a bairn as well.” McGonagall retorted, “Both of whom you are legally and morally responsible to care and provide for. You will be expected to find a job after Hogwarts to pay for the expenses that come with having a family.”

“Why shouldn’t that fall to her father or my grandfather? The bonding was their idea after all.”

“Legally if the child is yours, you must bond.” Lupin sighed.

“Says who? More slimy Slytherins?”

“Detention Mr. Weasley-Brown.” Snape said silkily.

“For what?” Ron hissed.

“Disrespect.” Snape smirked.

“Of who?” Ron asked contemptuously.

“Of whom,” Snape corrected, “Your bonded, your housemates and your professors.”

“Who is in charge of my detention?” Ron snarled.

“I would consider cleaning up after thestrals and adding their excrement to Pomona’s manure pile, but I think that Filch could find a more appropriate punishment.” Snape purred.

“You’re a right bastard Snape.” Ron tossed back.

“It’s Prince-Lupin, and make that two nights of detention. It can easily be more.” Snape sniffed.

Dean still had issues remembering after five years to call ‘Snape’ Prince-Lupin, he usually just shortened it to professor as to not offend if he forgot.

“You’re an arse-licker? Lupin, why in Merlin’s name would you want a dungeon bat like him? There are plenty of witches!”

“Four nights. For your information, I never liked witches that’s why. Besides, McGonagall’s too old for me, while Pomona, Aurora and Septima are all bonded.” Lupin shrugged.

“What about Burbage, that blonde witch who teaches Muggle Studies?”

“She’s seeing Sirius and has been head over heels for him for ages.” Lupin said dismissively, “Besides, it’s none of your business or anyone else why I chose Severus. That is between us; I’m happy, he’s happy and that’s what counts.”

Dean had been surprised at the beginning of the year when Sna… Professor Prince-Lupin coolly announced he was bonded and expected to be addressed by his legal name. Given that his best friend was bent and so was his sister-in-law, he really didn’t care but if it made his Potions Professor less acidic, then that was a good thing.

Ron’s foot-in-mouth problem was probably why Lavender was too cowed to ask for what she deserved.

Dean really would consider slugging him if it wasn’t inappropriate, lucky for Ron he still had Parisa in his arms and he wasn’t going to put her in danger of injury.

Despite the public nature of his lecture, Dean had little expectation that it would change Ron.

He just hoped that it wouldn’t cause Lavender more pain…

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
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