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Half-Brother Prince	By : SalazarRaphael Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 2191 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It had been a month since Voldemort had kidnapped everyone. Harry wasn’t thrilled that his father had kidnapped people, but then he thought about what had happened to Fenrir and how close to losing his lover he had come. He couldn’t completely be against his father for what he’d done. Harry put his books aside. He was tired of studying. His last final was tomorrow. Salazar had two more finals, and Hermione had finished hers already. Now Hermione was taking over Salazar’s shifts so he could focus on studying.

            As for Harry, he now had just one friend to talk to with his brother and Hermione so busy. Ginny had been great about the entire thing. She’d even met Voldemort and Lily; and Fenrir, who had not been too sure about meeting Harry’s friends. Voldemort had taken her to see her parents, who were being held comfortably in an apartment in Russia. Satisfied they were okay, he had sworn her to secrecy. Ginny had agreed, mostly because Voldemort had explained his desire to frighten the Order while not harming his captives.

            Tau sat watching Fleur swim as dusk fell and he suddenly realized just how attracted he really was to her. He’d learned much about her in their weeks together, and he really liked her. Finally he took a deep breath before standing and diving into the pool. Fleur didn’t notice him until he’d got behind her. His arms wrapped around her and she turned to feel his lips on hers. She smiled when he pulled away, “I’ve been waiting for that.”

            “I really enjoy having you here, Fleur. And I want you to stay here,” he leaned in and kissed her again. “Do you want to stay here?”

            “Yes,” she wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in to return the kiss.

            He pushed her into the wall of the pool, getting a better grip on her, “Let’s go upstairs,” he breathed.

            “Happily,” Fleur grinned broadly as he sat her on the edge of the pool and climbed up next to her. She leaned her head on his shoulder, “Tau, I do care for you. Deeply. This time together has been incredible.”

            “I’ve liked it too. I don’t meet many women, living here and working as I do. I was worried I was falling for you only because you’re so beautiful and I am so naïve. But it’s not that. I feel a connection.”

            “I do too,” she smiled, “I’ve felt it from the start. Shall we retire for the evening?”

            “You’ll have to forgive my lack of experience,” he swallowed and Fleur could see he was embarrassed.

            “I don’t expect it, Tau. Don’t worry, I’ll tell you what I like,” she turned his head to face her, “you shouldn’t be embarrassed. I want you.”

            He lit up and pulled her into a tight embrace, “Let’s go upstairs. I don’t want you to get cold.”

            “So thoughtful,” she whispered, kissing him.

            “I try to be,” he responded, pulling her into his lap. They Disapparated.

            Harry took one last flight around the Quidditch pitch. He’d already received offers from 3 teams. One of them was based in England, and he knew he’d turn that down. Fenrir wasn’t safe in England. Harry would have to go abroad. He missed his lover. On his last turn around the pitch he saw a large figure in the forest. Suddenly a silvery mist shot toward him in the shape of a small wolf. Harry grinned and flew down toward the area the mist had originated from. Fenrir’s large arms pulled him into a tight grip. “I love you,” he whispered.

            “I’ve missed you too,” Harry grinned into his lover’s chest.

            “Are you busy?”

            “I have one last final. I’m done studying, but I should really go in and get some rest before I take my exam.”

            Fenrir sighed, “If I come tomorrow can I have you?”

            “You should really be back in Germany,” Harry caressed his lover’s cheek. “I love you, Fen. Go back. You only have another day alone. We return the day after tomorrow.”

            “I don’t like waiting,” he pouted.

            “I don’t either,” Harry leaned up and kissed him. “I’ll be trapped in your arms soon enough. Go home, Fenrir.”

            Fenrir begrudgingly nodded his head. Harry leaned up and kissed him once more, “I’ll see you soon, cub.”

            “You will,” Harry pulled away; “I need to head back.”

            “Go on,” Fenrir walked deeper into the forest and Disapparated. Harry took his broom and flew back to the castle.

            Fleur straddled Tau, reaching around to untie her bikini top. Tau could only stare as her breasts fell free. She leaned down to kiss him. “You can touch me if you want,” she whispered.

            Tau deepened the kiss, letting his hands move over her body. One hand cupped her breast while his other reached for her face. He squeezed her breast as Fleur reached down to stroke his cock, “Feels like you’re ready,” she smiled against his mouth.

            “Are you?” he looked up at her.

            “I am,” she grinned. “Let’s make love,” she rubbed him against her. Slowly she lowered herself onto him, his eyes closing as he felt her around him. Fleur stopped moving once he was all the way inside her, “You’re bigger than I thought you’d be.”

            Tau opened his eyes and frowned, “Am I hurting you?”

            “No Tau. I’ve never had someone as large as you before, and I just need to adjust for you.”

            “You feel so good,” he closed his eyes and laid his head back into the pillow. Fleur leaned down and kissed him, gently rocking her hips forward. Tau groaned and pulled her down on top of him, their kiss deepening as his hands moved over her before one settled on her face and the other on her hip, “Really good,” he gasped.

            Fleur moaned, “You feel incredible, Tau.” She started riding him faster and Tau moaned again, deeper this time. He rolled them so that he was on top of her, “You think you’re ready to be on top?”

            “Let’s find out,” he leaned down and kissed her hungrily. Fleur moaned into his mouth and wrapped her legs around his waist as he sped up.

            Salazar leaned back in his chair. He didn’t even know why he was still studying. He knew he’d pass his test. Sure he wanted to beat Hermione, but all this extra studying wouldn’t do that. He needed to focus to beat her. He smirked. They really were competitive when it came to their studies; the sound of the door opening found Salazar moving to his bedroom door. Hermione tossed her cloak aside and sat down on the sofa, “How were your rounds?”

            “Boring. Not as much rulebreaking when we’re in finals.”

            “That’s a good thing, right?” Salazar smirked as he leaned against the doorframe.

            “I suppose, but I’d like to see something while I’m wandering around. After all, I come back here and you’re studying and I’m alone the rest of the night.”

            “Not tonight,” he moved to the sofa and sat down next to her, “I’m done studying. It’s not going to help me anymore. Besides,” he took her hand in his, “I’d rather be with you.”

            “Really? No more studying?”

            “No more studying,” he smiled, leaning over to kiss her. “You can even tie me to the bed to make sure if you like,” her eyes lit up at the suggestion and he laughed, “let’s go relax.”

            “Best offer I’ve had all night,” she stood up, pulling him up with her and leaning up to kiss him, “I’ll make love to you. And don’t think I won’t tie you up. I want certainty that you’re not going anywhere.” Hermione pushed him into her bedroom and warded the front door before shutting her bedroom door. “You’re mine now.”

            “I always have been,” he responded, leaning in to kiss her.

            Tau collapsed, panting very heavily. Fleur kissed him and rolled so that she was on top of him, “So what’d you think?”

            “It was amazing,” he breathed.

            “I think so too,” she smiled, leaning down to kiss him again, “I’m up for another round, if you are.”

            Tau shook his head, “I need to know something.”

            “What?” She laid her head on his chest and looked up at him.

            “Do you…do you really want to stay here?”

            She smiled up at him, “I do, Tau. I like being around you, I like being here, and I am very, very attracted to you.”

            “I really like you,” he whispered. “But…”

            “But what?”

            “It’s supposed to be love. I’m the king. I’m expected to marry someone, maybe have children….”

            “What are you trying to say Tau?”

            “Could you love me?”

            “I already do,” she whispered, caressing his cheek. “I have for some time.”

            “So I’m not the only one,” he swallowed hard.

            “The only one who what?”

            “Fell in love,” he said, looking up into her eyes.

            Fleur grinned and kissed him passionately. Tau groaned and returned the kiss with fervor as his hands moved to her face. He rolled them so that he was on top and they made out hungrily, their mouths never separating.

            Harry crawled into bed and closed his eyes. He couldn’t wait to be done with school. He missed Fenrir. He missed his parents. He rolled over and sighed. He was tired, but sleep hadn’t been coming this week. He attributed it to stress and missing his lover. He only had so much more to do. Then he would be back with Fenrir. And they’d be able to be a couple. He only had to decide between Spain and Italy’s quidditch teams. Fenrir would be asked for advice on that.

            “Are the restraints too tight?” Salazar shook his head and Hermione leaned in to kiss him, “Then let’s get started,” she smiled, reaching down to stroke him. Neither could remember the last time they’d done more than just sleep. It had been difficult, doing their jobs and still keeping their relationship together.

            “Let’s get married this summer,” Salazar suddenly said as Hermione slid down on him.

            Hermione looked at him in surprise, “What?”

            “Maybe this isn’t the best time to say this, but I think we should.”

            “Poor timing, my love,” she said, lifting herself up and off of him.

            “I should have kept my mouth shut,” he muttered.

            “Yes you should have,” Hermione sighed. She untied his hands and lay her head down on his chest. “You really want to be married this summer?”

            “Yes,” he nodded. “Before we go off on our internships.”

            “I don’t care when we get married, Salazar.”

            “I know but…well I do. We don’t even have to have a ceremony, if you don’t want to.”

            “Oh we’re having a ceremony. Don’t kid yourself about that. We will have one. I just…why so soon?”

            “I don’t want to lose you to someone else, Hermione.”

            “You won’t, Salazar. I’m yours. Forever.”

            “We won’t be living together during our apprenticeships,” Salazar said, “we’ll only be able to see each other every couple months. I don’t…”

            Hermione held his face in her hands and leaned in to kiss him, “My love, nothing will happen. I’m not going to meet someone else and fall for them like I’ve fallen for you. I love you too deeply, and too passionately, for that to ever happen. Salazar, you mean so much to me.”

            He gave her a weak smile, “I love you so much, Hermione. So much that it hurts. I don’t want to lose you,” he kissed her deeply, his arms wrapping around her tightly.

            “You won’t ever lose me, Salazar,” she whispered. “Ever,” she caressed his cheek, “you’re stuck with me for the rest of your life.”

            “Good,” he whispered, a relaxing sigh escaping him as he hugged her. Hermione smiled into his neck as her eyes closed in happiness at the closeness they were having.

            Lily closed her eyes. The potions lab was complete, and she’d been organizing it the past few days. She was so tired lately, with the baby and the planning of the graduation party. Voldemort entered their bedroom to see her asleep. He smirked. Sure, their sex life hadn’t been as active lately. But just having her in his bed after nearly seventeen years was enough for him. And they had all of time to be together, he mused as he undressed. He climbed into bed and moved next to her, his arm wrapping around her. She mumbled in her sleep and shifted, moving closer to him. “I love you,” he whispered, kissing her on the cheek and closing his eyes.

            Hermione shut her trunk and sat down on it. A knock on the door had her groaning as she stood to open it. “I’ve got my stuff,” Harry smiled at her.

            Hermione grinned, “I’m all packed too.”

            “What about Salazar?”

            “He’s turning in the last of our reports. His trunk is all packed. He was up early this morning shoving everything he owned into his trunk. He’s really excited to go home.”

            “I am too,” Harry’s grin was even bigger now, “I’ve missed him so much.”

            “You won’t have to for much longer,” Hermione smiled at him.

            “That’s the best part.”

            They both turned as the door opened, revealing Salazar. “All ready. The students are all headed down to the train station.”

            “What about the Weasleys?” Harry asked.

            “Oh about that,” Salazar’s smile disappeared, “Ginny’s coming with us.”

            “Why?”

            “Your father’s plan?”

            “He said he’s releasing the people he’s kidnapped. He offered the Weasleys alot of money to abandon their fight against him, and they took him up on it. And they decided to move to Austria, where Dad got Mr. Weasley a job in the Ministry. The only rule, he said, was not to contact Ron.”

            “Bill’s in Austria too,” Ginny said as she entered the room, Salazar helping her with her trunk. “So they said Bill & Fenrir were coming to get our things, then my parents would meet us at your father’s home.”

            “What about the others?”

            “Fleur wants to stay in South Africa. Tonks is doing fine living with her parents, and Bill’s happy living in the werewolf village. Kingsley’s being released as well. First the Death Eaters are nursing him back to health.”

            Hermione pulled Salazar to her and kissed him, “Are you ready?”

            “Very,” he smiled.

            “I promised my parents I’d spend some time with them this summer. They wanted me to stay with them for a bit.”

            “I don’t get you in my bed every night?” Salazar pouted.

            “My parents are important to me,” she looked up into his eyes, “they want me to spend time with them. It’s not fair if I spend more time with your parents than my own.”

            He nodded weakly, “Very well. But I might have to kidnap you at some point.”

            “I’m up for some late night visits,” she caressed his cheek. His eyes lit up and Hermione laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck and hugging him.

            Fenrir and Bill arrived and took everyone’s belongings. Salazar, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny Disapparated with them back to Germany and Salazar Slytherin’s mansion.

            Lily greeted her sons when they arrived at the mansion. She led them inside to the living room, where Arthur and Molly Weasley were. Just as Harry was about to enter he saw Fenrir coming down the stairs. “Fen!” He ran up to the large man, who pulled Harry up into his arms.

            “Let’s go see your family,” Fenrir whispered into his ear, enjoying his lover in his arms.

            “I’m not letting you go tonight.”

            “I’m not planning on going anywhere,” Fenrir smirked as they headed into the living room.

            Ginny was happily reunited with her parents. Voldemort exited his study to see his children, their lovers, and the Weasleys. He smiled at them before walking over to his wife, his hand caressing her stomach, “How are you?”

            “Much better now that our family is back together,” Lily smiled at him, her hands moving up his chest to his shoulders, “all done with business?”

            “Quite,” he nodded, pulling her into a warm embrace. She sighed into his shoulder, her eyes closed in contentment. He looked over at his sons, “I hope your exams weren’t too trying.”

            Salazar shook his head, “Just took a long time.”

            “Your things are in your rooms. Are you staying here, Hermione? Or are you returning to your parents’ home?”

            She looked at Salazar, who looked sick at the thought of her leaving. “I’ll stay here for a bit before I go to my parents’ house.” He lit up and she smiled.

            “You’re all welcome to stay for lunch,” Lily offered.

            Molly Weasley spoke, “No, I want to get back home. I’ve missed my daughter so much and I want to get her settled.”

            “And there’s a young man she wants Ginny to meet,” Arthur smirked.

            Ginny just shook her head as they stood with her and Disapparated.

            “Your rooms are ready,” Lily said to her sons, walking over and hugging them. “It’s so good to have you home.”

            Hermione smiled as Salazar hugged his mother. This seemed right to her. Salazar had a family, she had a family. And in time, they would have a family together. She missed her parents, though. She pulled Salazar to her when his mother pulled away, “Would you be terribly upset if I went home to my mom? I miss her.”

            Salazar smiled, though she could see he didn’t want to be apart from her. “Go, Hermione. I’m sure they’re eager to ask you all kinds of questions about our engagement and your apprenticeship and whatnot. Maybe I’ll see you before we go to sleep?”

            “Apparate into my bedroom in my parents’ house and you could join me,” she grinned slyly. Salazar laughed and kissed her, “I love you,” she sighed into his embrace.

            “I love you too. Go on home, my love. I’ll sneak away tonight and join you.”

            “Sounds perfect,” she leaned up and kissed him once more, “enjoy your time with your family, Salazar.”

            “You too,” he whispered, returning the kiss and squeezing her to him before relinquishing his grip. “Be careful.”

            “I always am,” she smiled. She Disapparated.

            “She’ll be fine,” Voldemort said. “I have Death Eaters watching over her family to ensure their safety. You have nothing to fear.”

            “I know. It’s just weird being apart from her when we lived together this entire school year.”

            “I’ll go order lunch,” Voldemort exited the room.

            Salazar, Harry, Fenrir, and Lily all sat down. Lily and Salazar sat on the couch together. “How’s your pregnancy going Mom?”

            “Very well, though I’ve been very tired lately. And I haven’t been as ‘in the mood’ as I’m sure he would like.” Salazar smirked. Lily shook her head and continued, “It’s all very different from when I was first pregnant with you, Salazar. I was horny alot then. With Harry I wasn’t as horny, but then given my circumstances…perhaps I just didn’t have a good outlet for it. I didn’t see Voldemort as much then. I’m just glad to have him now.”

            “How did you meet? Dad never told us.”

            “On a mission for the Order, actually. He was hiding in an alley in a small village and I walked past it and he grabbed me and forced me against the wall. It was love at first sight for me.”

            “Really?” Harry was sitting with Fenrir and leaned forward when Lily spoke.

            She nodded, “He was attracted to me right away too. His body was pressing against mine and he told me that he would save my life if I went with him and gave him my body. I couldn’t stop staring at his eyes. They were so fiery, so passion-filled. He leaned in and kissed me and I just felt my knees go weak. I agreed and he took me to his home and we made love. He wasn’t my first, but I felt like a virgin anyway. He was so different from James. He was so passionate, so lustful, so attentive to my body and giving me as much pleasure as he could. James wasn’t ever like that. And then afterward he pulled me against him and kissed me sweetly, asking me if I enjoyed it.”

            “That doesn’t seem very Dark Lordly,” Salazar grinned.

            “What doesn’t seem very Dark Lordly?” Voldemort asked as he walked into the room.

            “Cuddling with me and making sure I was sexually satisfied the first time we had sex when we met,” Lily smiled at her lover. Voldemort walked over to the sofa and sat down next to her.

            “Well it might not be intimidating and evil, sure. But I’ve never been a cruel lover.”

            “No you haven’t,” she caressed his cheek and leaned over to kiss him. “I love you.”

            “I love you too,” he pulled her against him.

            “Does Aunt Petunia know that you’re alive?” Harry asked.

            “She does,” she nodded. “I contacted her in January after you all left. We’ve met since then a few times. She seems rather glad that I’m alive. And she met Voldemort.”

            “How did that go?”

            “Her husband and son both hid when he entered the room,” Lily smirked. Harry burst out laughing.

            “I don’t know what they were so afraid of. I’m not that intimidating,” Voldemort frowned.

            Lily just looked at him and shook her head. She leaned up and kissed him, “At any rate, Petunia approves of him.”

            “That’s good,” Harry said.



            Hermione was welcomed home with open arms before her mother demanded to see the engagement ring. “Are you hungry? I was just finishing up lunch,” Mrs. Granger dragged her daughter into the kitchen.

            “Tau?”

            “Hmm?”

            “I love you.”

            “I love you too.”

            Fleur sat up and rolled on top of him, “I want you.”

            Tau grinned, “I want you too.”

            “I can see that,” she smirked.

            “Fleur?”

            “Hmm?”

            “Shut up.” He kissed her and she ground her hips against him.

            Fenrir joined the family for lunch before leaving to take care of some things. He wouldn’t tell Harry what, though Harry had decided on Spain for the Quidditch team he wanted to join when Fenrir had expressed his preference for Spain. Harry wrote the team his acceptance of their offer after going up to his room. Salazar wandered around the library. It was so massive. His father had told him the summer he’d started living here that he’d read most of the books in here. Salazar had read about eighty that summer. He loved reading, and he could read quickly. Like Hermione, he absorbed things like a sponge. That was part of what had attracted him to her in the first place. He’d seen her at the library since their first year at Hogwarts. But she was always with Harry and Ron, and Salazar had never felt comfortable approaching her. Snape had known this, Salazar was now convinced. After all, why else assign Hermione and Salazar to work together? He’d always paired Salazar with another Slytherin. “I want to ask you a question, Salazar.”

            He turned to see his father standing in the doorway. “What?”

            “Your mother changed her name when we got married to Riddle. Do you wish to keep the name Evans? I have no problem with you taking my last name, should you wish.”

            Salazar thought it over. Salazar Raphael Evans. Salazar Raphael Riddle. Hermione Jean Evans. Hermione Jean Riddle. He thought his name sounded fine with either name. Hermione’s sounded a little better with Riddle. And he sensed it meant alot to his father. “I think it sounds better with Riddle,” he smiled.

            Voldemort grinned, “I’ll get one of my Death Eaters to change it in the records at the Ministry.”

            “Thanks Dad,” Salazar said.

            “When do you and Hermione plan on getting married?”

            “She wants to wait until we’ve done our apprenticeships first,” Salazar answered.

            “You don’t like that,” Voldemort smirked.

            “I want to be married this summer. But I’ll wait if it’s what she really wants. She’s convinced me she won’t meet someone else she loves more than she loves me.”

            “Are your masters in the same area?”

            “No mine is in southern France, hers is in northern France.”

            “I’m sure you’ll make it work,” he said.

            “Thanks,” Salazar nodded. He didn’t look too sure.

            “Salazar, even if she meets someone else, all you have to do is remind her how much she loves you. Be the romantic she likes writing to her.”

            “Is that what you did?”

            “You must be joking. But if I could do it over again, I’d have written Lily love letters and sent her flowers and presents to woo her and win her over.” Voldemort looked off into space, “Then we could have had the both of you to raise. I could have saved her.”

            “Why do you still blame yourself? Things happened. Now the two of you get another chance,” Salazar shook his head, “Hermione and I have fights, sure. But we get over them and move on. The two of you still think about what you could have done differently. Harry and I don’t blame either of you for what happened. You both blame yourselves.”

            Voldemort sighed, “I guess that’s true. I am glad to have her back in my life. I’m taking proper care of her this time.”

            “You did before, Dad. When she was talking about you it was all about how sweet you were, how passionate, how gentle with her you were. How she fell in love with you so quickly because of the fire in your eyes. What are you so afraid of that you can’t move on?”

            “Losing her.”

            Lily, who had walked in without either male noticing, decided to make her presence known now. “You won’t ever lose me again, Voldemort. My heart and body have belonged to you since that first night.”

            He turned in surprise to see her walking toward him. “I’m…really?”

            “Really,” she smiled, her arms wrapping around his neck. “I belong with you. You complete me.” Lily leaned up and kissed him hungrily. His arms tightened around her waist. Salazar shook his head and excused himself from the library, heading out to the greenhouses.

            Voldemort maneuvered them to the couch, his mouth moving to her neck. Lily moaned and reached for his pants. “Spell,” he growled as he continued to nibble her neck. Lily whispered a spell and soon they were naked. Voldemort rolled on top of her and slid down her body to pleasure her. Lily moaned his name and Voldemort fought the urge to grin as he used his Slytherin tongue to his advantage.

            Tau dove into the pool and began swimming. Fleur had gone back to bed after they’d made love again. He felt full of energy, though. He swam laps back and forth along the pool, trying to expel some of his energy. “Hyper?”

            “A little,” he gasped looking up at Fleur, who was wearing her nightgown.

            “I would have been up for another round, if you’d wanted.”

            “You seemed rather sore,” he frowned. Fleur smiled. He was so sweet; she’d never expected to get everything she wanted into one person. She was very glad that Voldemort had kidnapped her and sent her to Tau. “Fleur? Are you okay?”

            “Just lost in thought,” she said. “I’m glad you’re concerned for me, Tau. I’m just fine. If I was uncomfortable, I would say something.”

            “I think swimming is better for me. You’re like a drug. I can’t get enough of you.”

            “I don’t see that as a bad thing.”

            “Of course you don’t,” he smirked. She loved seeing him smile. He was the most mellow man she’d ever met. She’d thought Bill was chill, but Tau was even more mellow. “I’ll be back in soon.”

            “You could take your time,” she teased, “but then I’ll be out of the mood.”

            “Oh really?”

            “Really,” she winked, turning to walk away. Tau, already at the edge of the pool, got up. He reached and she let him pull her into his arms, “You’re wet,” she frowned.

            “And now you are too,” he pushed her into the pool.

            Lily escaped Voldemort’s grip and moved to the door after summoning her clothes. “I’m going to go take a bath.”

            “Probably a good idea,” he eyed her body appreciatively, “need me to scrub your back?”

            “I can take care of my own back, my love,” she smiled at him.

            “You need your space,” he lowered his head.

            “You get me every night, and you know it,” she shook her head, “you should spend time with your sons.”

            Voldemort nodded, “I’ll see you in a bit?”

            “We both know I can’t stay away from you,” she gave him that sweet smile and Voldemort felt his heart leap in his chest. Damn she was beautiful; especially when she smiled at him. He stood and moved to her, wrapping his arms around her. “What?”

            “I love you. You’re so beautiful. I’m so glad to have you back in my arms and in my life.”

            “You’re pretty handsome yourself,” she kissed him. “Now let me go. I need to go bathe.”

            “If you need any assistance,” he caressed her hips. She laughed.

            “Voldemort, you’re turning into a sex addict.”

            “It’s hard not to when you’re around, looking all provocative and whatnot.”

            “I could wear a burlap sack and you’d find me provocative.”

            “Fair enough,” he smirked. “At least let me walk you to the stairs?”

            “I’ll permit that. But you’re not joining me.”

            He nodded, “I’ll agree to that,” he walked out of the library with her, “reluctantly.”

            Fleur glared at him as he jumped back into the pool and wrapped his arms around her, “I love you,” he said, leaning in to kiss her. Fleur, never ceasing to be surprised by his way with words or with her, forgot what he’d just done and wrapped her arms around his neck. He was too good. She deepened the kiss as he pulled her tight against him.

            “Let’s go upstairs,” she whispered.

            “Yes ma’am,” he grinned.

            Harry and Fenrir walked the grounds of the mansion together. “My Dad wants me to change my name to Riddle.”

            “Understandable,” Fenrir said.

            “You think so? I mean, I want to. He’s my dad. I want to have a connection with him.”

            “You already do, Harry. The name change is just his way of laying claim to you. Asserting that it’s known whose son you are.”

            Harry nodded. “So why Spain?”

            “I like it there,” Fenrir shrugged.

            “Where’d you take off to?”

            “Harry, I’m allowed some secrets aren’t I?”

            “I guess,” he mumbled, looking away.

            Fenrir sighed and pulled Harry into a tight hug, “I love you, Harry. I would never do anything to hurt you.”

            Harry smiled into the hug. He’d missed this. Fenrir was too good to ever let go of. “I know you wouldn’t. I missed you alot, Fenrir. And then you got hurt…”

            “I’m fine. Healthy as can be. You have nothing to worry about.” Fenrir pulled Harry over to a tree, “Do I have to show you I’m just fine?”

            Harry’s eyes grew hooded at the suggestion, “We could always go upstairs to my bedroom.”

            “But the tree is right here,” Fenrir growled, leaning down to kiss him. Harry’s arms wrapped around his lover’s neck and Fenrir picked him up, pushing him against the tree as they made out passionately.

            Voldemort and Salazar, meanwhile, were playing chess. “When is Hermione returning?”

            “I’ll ask her tonight. She wants me to come visit just in time for bed.”

            “So you two are going to try to spend time together this summer?”

            “As much as we can,” Salazar shrugged. “Check, Father.”

            Voldemort smirked. “You will both be fine, Salazar. And checkmate,” he moved the rook to his son’s king, “Another game?”

            Salazar just stared at the board, “No I think that’s enough chess with a conniving father for the day.” They stood and exited out to the greenhouse to look at Voldemort’s many plants.
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