Emmeline wasn't sure. Honestly, she had no idea what had possessed her. But her family had accepted this. They had been annoyed but once promised a reception and possible vow renewal - they had gotten over things relatively well. Her father had been stern - but they loved Sirius. They had always loved that 'strange Black boy who likes to sleep on our sofa'.
She raised a brow and studied the row of houses and then looked at Sirius.
"I am going to say this - if you are going to be making an effort with your mother - then we need to make an effort. Full stop. Am I sure? Not in the slightest. However, I think we need to begin this marriage as we mean to go on. And that means TELLING our people. You are rebuilding SOMETHING with your mum."
She took Sirius' hand, "And I know - she would be hurt and furious if she found out from someone else. So I will do this with you. I have ice cream and wine waiting at home if I need it." She squeezed his hand - her injuries from the other day were minimal. Some bruises, a black eye, and wrapped wrist from here it had jammed up.