Blue Gardenias and Poppy Seeds (смешанная)

Remus grew red in the face. His voice rose as he spoke, “This is illegal. They cannot be made to do this. It goes against Wizarding culture, and centuries of tradition. It goes against common fucking sense. What more will they ask of them? What more, Sirius?”
Harry looked to Hermione as she took the letter. The communication that passed them was swift and silent. They had been through one war, and if fate brought them another, so mote it be. His pulse was steady, and Harry found that the worry and confusion was fading away, giving rise to a need to take action in the face of this unnamed foe.
The confident look on her face faded as she scanned the official letter quickly. Harry didn’t like the fear that bloomed in her eyes.
She looked up, and Harry wasn’t sure he had heard her properly when she said, “I have to get married.”