Omake: Sirius wins the bet.

Catherine had followed Harry back to his hotel after they had tracked down another Pandemonium teen. They were surprised to find Sirius and a large amount of pixies in the room, partying.

The blue-clad man flew up and addressed the pair. "WE WON!"

Catherine smiled. "Does this mean the prank war is over?"

Tiana spoke up. "Yep. We are now an official second tribe. We've even been granted an Egg by the Spirit King for when Sirius decides to produce an heir."

Harry looked around. Tiny winged girls were on almost every surface and large clouds of them were floating throughout the room. "I didn't know there were so many pixies on your side Sirius."

The man nodded. "We actually have just under half of the pixies in the world here. This is a momentous occasion."

He gestured to a group of pixies that were acting as waitresses. "You need to bring the humans some food. They're allowed to celebrate with us."

The tiny girl in a maid's outfit saluted. "Yes sir."-

A tray of snacks was floated over. Harry asked, "No tricks?"

Sirius shook his head. "None of the food is pranked and you're drinking the same stuff we are." He pointed to a rather large bowl of punch."

Harry and Catherine sat and talked to the pixies who were sharing some of the pranks that had won them the war. About fifteen minutes later, the two humans slumped over.

Suddenly the pixies were all business. Sirius began barking out orders.

The humans were quickly wrapped in a blanket and an illusion was cast to hide their presence. Using pixie magic, the two humans were spirited off into the night by a glittering cloud of the winged troublemakers.

Harry awoke slowly. He took stock of his senses. Last thing he remembered was drinking with Sirius again. That never ended well. Time to run the hangover checklist. Head pounding, check. Painful light hitting his retinas, wince, double check. Mouth tasting funny, ug, check. Strange scenery outside the hotel window, check. Naked woman next to him, check. Harry's brain ground to a halt. The last one wasn't normal.

A very familiar blonde head of hair swam into focus. Harry tried to ascertain where exactly his hand was. Moving it slightly, he was able to determine that yes, Catherine was naked as well. The fact that she was pressed into his right side and lightly snoring was also evidence of this particular conclusion. Even through the hangover, Harry found it kind of cute how she slept.

The view from the hotel window was one that he was unfamiliar with. As he brought his left arm up to rub the grit from his eyes, a hard surface scraped across his eyebrow. Harry focused and saw a glimmer of gold on his left ring finger. His eyes widened. As he looked around he shook his head. Either he was dreaming or Sirius had pulled something. He would worry about it later. As he returned to sleep, Harry's body responded to the female next to him by pulling her closer.

Catherine slowly fought her way back to wakefulness. When she was greeted by the blanket covered form of Harry, she went to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming. Her head pounding was also indicative that this wasn't a dream. She was stopped by the sensation she felt as she moved her arm. That didn't feel like a t-shirt that Harry fell asleep in. As she moved her body slightly, she realized that neither of them was wearing clothes. Her eyes widened. Did they? Finding no physical signs that they had gone that far, Catherine took a peek under the blanket. Harry really was as well-built as she thought he was.

A slight glimmer caught her attention as she shifted. Harry's left hand was on his chest, and a golden band was around his ring finger. Catherine's eyes widened. Her left arm was pinned under Harry. She felt a similar metallic hardness when she rubbed the base of her ring finger with her thumb. Catherine lifted her head slightly. Her eyes widened further. The scenery from their window was the Vegas Strip. How did they get from Japan to Las Vegas?"

As Catherine tried to free her arm, Harry turned in his sleep and pulled her closer. Catherine blushed as their respective fronts were now pressing against each other. Finally Catherine decided to just enjoy it. She was lulled back to sleep by the heat that Harry generated and the feeling of comfort from Harry holding her.

When Catherine awoke a second time, it was before Harry did and they were still rather intimately pressed against each other.

As Catherine just enjoyed the moment, albeit with a blush on her face, Harry's eyes groggily opened. He looked at Catherine. "Oh, this dream again. Better enjoy it before I wake up."

After enjoying Harry's wandering hands for a few moments, Catherine rolled herself on top of Harry. "This isn't a dream Harry, but I'll make sure you enjoy it." She captured his lips with hers.

Sirius shut off the camera recording his victory. A new Pixie Nation needed money for their coffers. Having placed a bet before Harry and Catherine had returned to Harry's hotel, Sirius stood to win the entire pot. Judging by the sounds coming from the bedroom, Harry didn't seem to have a problem with his godfather's actions.

Catherine lay next to Harry. "While I'm not exactly complaining about the end result; Sirius needs to pay for this."

Harry grinned. "I already have an idea for that."

When he explained his plan Catherine kissed Harry as she rolled him on top of her. "I love it when you hatch a diabolical plot."

About a week later, when Harry and Catherine returned to Japan, Catherine found a pixie and told her that she had wanted to thank Sirius. It was only a matter of time before her magic switched. Harry's plan needed her Fire Magic.

Sirius showed up later that day. "Why Catherine, you look positively radiant."

Catherine grinned. "I just wanted to say thank you. It would have been months before Harry did anything like that."

Sirius blinked. He had expected some sort of retaliation. There was no magic, no Harry, nothing. Maybe the pair of them spending five days in a hotel room in Vegas had mellowed Harry out. If Sirius would guess, Catherine's smile would need to be surgically removed.

"You're not angry?"

Catherine shook her head and played with the ring on her finger. "I got what I wanted."

Sirius grinned. "Well, I'm glad that everything worked out."

Catherine held out her hand. "I just wanted to say thanks."

Sirius smiled and extended his hand. Catherine took it in two fingers.

Sirius was shocked as a cage made of fire sprung up around him.

Sirius was suddenly very nervous. "But, you…"

Catherine smirked. "Just because I'm glad it happened, doesn't mean I won't get you back for what you did. Harry said that was the Marauder way. As I am now your goddaughter-in-law, it's my duty."

Sirius was shocked. A moment later the cage was put in a metal box. As the darkness enclosed him, Sirius had a brief moment of pride before uncertainty crept in. Harry had chosen well.

The heat was such that Sirius had to stay completely immobile or he would get burned. It looked like Catherine's magic hadn't shifted yet.

After around a half hour, Sirius saw a sliver of light as the case opened.

What he saw made him need a new robe.

A maliciously grinning Ayano was revealed. "It's payback time you little bug. Don't think I have forgotten what you did to me. I paid Catherine a lot of money for you. So much that I will be in a lot of trouble when Father finds out, but it was worth it."

Sirius' eyes went wide. "Mommy!"