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Author’s Note: This story is AU after book 5. It contains NO REFERENCES to book 6 in any way, shape or form.
CHAPTER 12: PROPOSALS
Two weeks had passed since Harry had announced his engagement to the school.
Snape had been gone from the school the day after, without explanation. Astrid and her youngest children had made their appearance at breakfast that day, and she had not appeared before the population for the rest of the day.
It had taken the school nearly a week to get over the shock. It had taken Ron Weasley four days more to apologize to both his sister and his former best friend. Harry had thawed somewhat, but the closeness that had existed between them before was gone.
Harry spent his time with Draco, Hermione, and Ginny. Viktor Krum came up to the castle on weekends, and brought gifts for the four people he was going to marry. The five of them could often be seen on Saturday or Sunday, down by the lake, or walking elsewhere on the grounds.
Only a few people noticed that, wherever they went, Dumbledore was watching.
***** *****
Dinner on the fourth Saturday of the school year was interrupted by the arrival of Snape and a man none of the students had seen before.
“Alfred!” Minerva exclaimed in delight as she rose from her seat and bustled over to the two wizards. “My dear boy, we despaired of you ever recovering! How are you feeling?”
“Much better,” Alfred replied. “Severus managed to isolate all of the poisons, and he said he had the help of another Potions Master to identify them, and prepare antidotes to them. He administered the antidotes about a week ago, and kept sending strengthening potions and Pepper Up potions. They discharged me this morning. I’m not fit to teach, yet, but I am fit to keep an eye on students, and I thought that I could assist what ever poor fool Albus got to teach Defense.”
“Actually,” Minerva said. “Professor Tyler has worked out splendidly. She is following your curriculum, I believe, but she is putting her own touch to it, as well. Come with me, and I’ll introduce you. I’ll introduce you to our WARTs student, as well.”
“I would be delighted with that,” Alfred said. “Did the guardian of those brilliant children ever show up?”
“Yes,” Minerva said, leading him towards the main table. “It turned out to be Professor Tyler. As you can see, the three that aren’t in school are here with her.”
“Dada!” Sara shrieked, bringing all conversation in the Great Hall to a stop, only to resume a moment later when the assembled students realized that Snape was not there to reprimand or discipline anyone.
To his great surprise, Alfred saw that not only was the strange witch sitting with the precocious infant in her lap, she had persuaded Argus Filch to sit at the table, as well, and Mrs. Norris was crouched on the table, munching on what looked like raw fish, neatly cut up and put on a plate. The two of them seemed to be deep in conversation about something relating to cats, since she kept touching Mrs. Norris in places while they talked.
As they approached the table, Sarah leaned over towards Snape, her tiny hands making grabbing motions as she held them out towards him.
Alfred approached the table, watching in fascination as the most hated professor at Hogwarts picked up the infant and wrapped one side of his robe around her while she twisted her little fists into his jacket and leaned her head against his chest. Severus’ hand reached up to cup her head, almost instinctively. Part of Alfred wanted to freeze the moment forever.
“Professor Tyler,” Severus said after a few moments. She turned to look at him with an arched brow, and then she turned back to her conversation with Mr. Filch.
“Astrid,” Severus tried again, in a softer voice. This time, when she turned to him, she was smiling softly, her expression one of deep affection.
“I want to introduce you to your predecessor,” Severus continued, smiling down at the silver-haired witch. “This is Alfred Rumstead.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Alfred,” Astrid said. “I’ve heard so much about you from Severus and Max that I feel like I’ve known you all my life.”
“I am both pleased and honored,” Alfred said, smiling at her.
“Well, well, well,” an unwelcome voice intruded into their conversation. “The snake in a lion’s skin returns to the pit. I wonder if perhaps I didn’t teach you enough lessons when we were in school together, Rumstead.”
“In your dreams, perhaps, Potter,” Alfred said, turning to face James. “In the meantime, why don’t you just bugger off?”
“Alfred!” Minerva was shocked to her toes. She had never heard Alfred Rumstead utter such words. He had always been a very polite young man.
“Potter,” Astrid said. “Bugger off, or you’ll be volunteered to show the students what a REAL wizard’s duel looks like.”
“Is that a threat?” James asked, looking at the young witch in contempt.
“No,” Astrid said. “I never make threats. Threats are bluffs. I don’t bluff.”
“What was that, then?” Potter sneered, certain that he had the upper hand.
“A promise,” Astrid said, holding Sarah’s puree up so that Severus could help her finish her dinner.
James sneered again, but he retreated while Alfred seated himself at the table next to Max. He noticed that Severus took the end of the table, which put Astrid between Severus and Max.
“Nice and cozy for you two,” Alfred told his friend. “You find your Silver Goddess, but where’s my Red Queen?”
“Look at the head of the Ravenclaw table,” Max said. “You can thank her, as well, for your recovery.”
Alfred turned towards the Ravenclaw table, and found himself staring at the woman of his dreams, who was in turn staring at him with a look of awe on her face.
As if in a daze, Alfred rose from the seat he was occupying, and he walked down the steps and over to where Lilith Evans still sat, slack-jawed, staring at him. Without thinking more than a moment, Alfred sank down to one knee and reached into an inside pocket of his robes. He pulled out a purple velvet box that he had carried since his graduation from Hogwarts.
“Will you marry me?” he asked, never taking his eyes from her face.
Without looking away, Lilith nodded, tears of happiness trickling down her face.
Alfred reached into the box without looking at it and extracted the betrothal ring he had purchased on his last trip to Hogsmeade as a student. He put the box away and reached blindly for her left hand.
As he slipped the ring onto her finger, a deafening cheer broke out, making both of them realize that they had been in front of an audience.
Alfred rose to his feet amid thunderous applause, still holding Lilith’s hand. Her face was crimson from embarrassment, but her elated smile did not falter for a second. He turned to look at Max and Severus, to give a silent apology for his haste, and found that they were smiling too, and so was the witch seated between them, but her eyes were not on him, but on the witch next to him. He decided to get to the bottom of this later.
“Alfred,” Max said, rising to his feet. “You promised not to get married without Severus and I. It’s just not fair that you managed to get betrothed first.”
“I can fix that,” Astrid said. “Severus, I’m certain that you want to know the identity of the person who has been sending all of those wonderful gifts.”
“I will admit to curiosity,” he said. “I could not have chosen better gifts myself.”
“I was the one,” Astrid confessed, acting as though he had not known it. “I was going to wait a bit, perhaps until Halloween or Christmas, but I think this is the perfect opportunity.”
“Perfect opportunity?” Severus asked.
“I wanted to ask you, and Maximillian, if you would consent to marry me,” Astrid said. She fiddled with the box in her pocket and pulled out the rings she believed were for Max and Severus.
“If you include Alfred and his betrothed,” Severus said, shifting Sarah and holding up his left hand. “I would be delighted … and honored.”
“Severus speaks for both of us,” Max said, holding out his hand.
Astrid’s hands shook as she slipped the ring on Severus’ finger. They steadied considerably after that, and hardly shook at all as she put Max’s ring on his finger.
Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs jumped in surprise as both the Ravenclaws and Slytherins, normally very reserved, gave a shout of delight, shaking the candles hovering in the air, and making the stones and windows vibrate with the volume.
Astrid looked up abruptly at the sound of crystal shattering and saw that Potter was glaring at her and Severus, with a look of impotent fury on his face. His fist was resting on the remains of a crystal goblet, and threads of crimson were trickling down the stem of the goblet to stain the wood table.
“James!” McGonagall cried out. “Your hand!”
He looked down, apparently noticing the cuts in his hand for the first time. He calmly looked at his lacerated palm, pieces of crystal still in it, blood dripping onto his Quidditch robes.
“I suppose I had better see Poppy,” he said. He rose to his feet and walked out of the Great Hall, leaving a trail of little red dots in his wake.
“Well,” Dumbledore said gamely, rising to his feet. “It looks as though we have further cause for celebration. Not only are four of our sixth years betrothed, but so are four of our professors, and our WARTs student!”
He waved his hand and wine glasses appeared next to each person, from diminutive ones for Heather and Keith at their small table and all of the first years, to full-sized glasses for every student above third year and all of the professors.
“To a long and happy life,” Dumbledore said, raising his glass towards Alfred and Lilith, and then to Severus, Max, and Astrid.
“May you live to at least see your great-grandchildren, and never feel sadness,” he intoned, and then he drank.
Only the five who had just become betrothed, what was already being called the Slytherin quartet (Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Draco) and McGonagall noticed that he grimaced when he finished. Conjured wine would sour in the mouth of an insincere blessing.
“I have a favor to ask, Headmaster,” Astrid said. “I know I’m being bold to ask this, but would you perform the marriage? At Christmas?”
Dumbledore smiled as if in delight, but the smile did not reach his cold blue eyes.
“My dear,” he said. “I would be delighted to preside over your marriage to these wonderful wizards, and this amazing witch. Now, if there are no other incidents … ”
“Actually, Headmaster,” Lilith found her voice. “I would like to make an announcement.”
She took Alfred’s hand in hers and stepped forward.
“Very well, Miss Evans,” Dumbledore said. “Please step up where everyone can see you.”
Lilith and Alfred walked up two of the steps towards the main table, and then turned to face the students.
“On All Hallows,” Lilith said. “Hogsmeade will be hosting a celebration that has not been seen in sixty-eight years, since my grandfather, Lord Harold Evans, renewed our family’s pact with the Lady of the Forest. I will be making the pact on that day. The celebration will start just after dawn, and most likely continue until dawn the next day. All students and faculty are invited to the celebration.”
“Thank you, Miss Evans,” Dumbledore said. “I am sure that none of us would miss it. In fact, classes are cancelled for Hallows, and the day after. Now, everyone, tuck in.”
***** *****
After dinner was over, the five of them went to Severus’ quarters in the dungeons to have a drink. Severus carried Sarah, of course, Astrid was carrying Keith, and Max had started by holding Heather’s hand, and ended up carrying her.
To their surprise, the entire suite had been drastically altered.
There had once been the sitting room, the one bedroom, a bathroom, and a private lab. Now, the lab was larger, the sitting room was larger, there was a hall with three more bedrooms, and two more bathrooms. Severus’ bedroom was at the end of the hall.
Severus stared in surprise at his changed living quarters, and then looked at the other four people accompanying him.
“I believe this means that Hogwarts approves,” he said. “Shall we consolidate our quarters, then?”
“I don’t know about the proprieties of that,” Astrid said. “Two of us are still instructing Lilith, after all.”
“She’s right,” Alfred said. “Perhaps we should arrange for Lilith to take her WARTs, and then consolidate quarters.”
“Dumbledore would never allow it,” Max said. “He doesn’t believe in allowing students to ‘graduate’ early, even when they deserve it.”
“Dumbledore doesn’t have the final say,” Alfred said. “If you will remember, my cousin Terrence is the head of Special Services for the Ministry. He can authorize and approve Lilith taking the tests. She shouldn’t be Lady Castlemoor while she’s a student, at any rate.”
“So you’re going to tell Terrence to schedule her WARTs?” Max asked. “What if he asks why?”
“I tell him the truth,” Alfred said. “I asked her to marry me, I don’t trust Dumbledore, and I don’t think she should become married while she is a student, since it involves sleeping with three of her professors.”
“Nothing else needs to be said,” Max said, admiring. “Alfred, I have said it before, and I will say it again: you should have been a Slytherin.”
“Thank you, Max,” Alfred said. “Now, are we moving together?”
“I think that’s been taken care of,” Astrid said, pointing. “That’s Sarah’s playpen.”
As she indicated, the aforementioned piece of furniture was sitting next to the fireplace. The stuffed dragon was perpetually patrolling the perimeter of the inside.
“Then let’s see if everything was moved,” Max said. He walked to the hallway and checked the first door.
“This seems to be a room for a boy,” he said, and proceeded to the next room.
Astrid took Keith into the room Max had indicated, which did indeed have Keith’s belongings in it. She helped the boy change into his pajamas, and then helped him into bed. She closed the door most of the way, but left a crack ajar to let her know if he needed her.
When she came out, Max was coming out of one of the other rooms without Heather.
“I put her to bed,” he said. “She could hardly keep her eyes open.”
“They tire out early,” Astrid said, turning towards the sitting room. “I warn you, they’re up with the dawn.”
“That I expect,” Max said. “I’ve never been a lie-abed, myself.”
“Too bad,” Astrid said. “I was looking forward to lolling in bed with you and Severus.”
“You may convince me,” Max said. “It would be paradise to wake up next to you in the morning.”
“It’s not paradise to wake up next to Severus?” Astrid asked, smiling mischievously.
“Of course it is,” Max said. “All it needs is you to make it complete.”
“What about my sister and Alfred?” she asked as they re-entered the sitting room. “I must say, though, that he looks more like your half brother than you do.”
“As do you,” Alfred said. “How many times has someone said you look like a Malfoy?”
“Not as often as you think,” Astrid said. “The few times it did happen, I told them that I looked exactly like my Aunt Olivia.”
“Olivia?” Alfred asked. “Olivia Tyler?”
“Yes,” Astrid said. “She’s rather infamous. She decided to find the kraken at the bottom of the Marianas Trench.”
“She only took a Bubblehead Charm,” Alfred said, nodding. “And a bag full of gillyweed. She reasoned that once she found the kraken, it would take care of her.”
“Yes,” Astrid said sadly. “It wasn’t until Lilith and I were sixth year at school that Madam Hendricks told us why she did such a thing.”
“She wanted to live with a kraken?” Alfred asked.
“No,” Lilith said. “She couldn’t stand being around wizards. She was attacked and gang-raped by four of her year-mates just before graduation. She didn’t want to live around people anymore. She chose the kraken.”
“There’s always rumors of her being sighted,” Alfred said. “Just a month ago, the Quibbler said she’d been sighted on a coral atoll off the coast of Australia, in the company of a kraken.”
“A few years ago, it was the Philippines,” Max supplied. “I think that it was the Virgin Islands last year. She does get around.”
“If it’s not just wishful thinking,” Astrid said. “Or a mermaid with a fondness for sunlight.”
“Perhaps we can find out, one day,” Max said .”There are advantages to having the amounts of money that I have, my dear.”
“Money does open doors,” Astrid admitted. “Well, since we’re not going to be doing what I thought tonight, what are we going to do?”
“Well,” Alfred said. “I don’t know much about the two of you, beyond Severus telling me that you two are pretending not to be sisters.”
“Perhaps we should do this over something to drink,” Max said. He went to a sidebar and came back with four glasses and a bottle of firewhiskey in his hands.
Severus had disappeared while they were gone, and now he reappeared without Sarah, and with another glass in his hand. He had discarded both his robes and his Nehru jacket, and he was dressed in only his trousers and shirtsleeves.
The five of them were silent while Max poured the whiskey, and by mutual consent, the first sip was taken without one word being uttered.
“The whole thing goes back a very long way,” Lilith said. “We had no idea, of course, but it all started before any of our parents were born.”
Over the next few hours, Lilith and Astrid took turns explaining everything they knew to Alfred, with some help from Severus and Max. Both witches imbibed a lot of the Firewhiskey, which had them quite inebriated.
After their tale was done, Astrid leaned up against Severus and laid her head on his shoulder. One of her hands found its way into his lap.
“I really don’t want to wait, Severus,” she said, rubbing her thumb up and down the bulge she found there, encouraging it to grow.
“Neither do I,” he said, looking down at her, his hunger easy for anyone to see. ”I suggest that we go somewhere more comfortable.”
“I completely agree,” Astrid said.
“What about me?” Lilith pouted. “Are Alfred and I invited?”
“Of course!” Astrid said, staring directly at her twin. “I’m going to do this right! Since I’m marrying all of you, I’m going to shag all of you! I did say that right, didn’t I, Severus?” She turned earnest eyes to her betrothed.
“I think you were … very eloquent,” Severus managed to get out before he moaned. Astrid’s fingers had found the head of his shaft through his trousers, tracing the shape of the ridge with delicate fingers.
Astrid stood up, wavered a bit, and then reached out for Severus’ hand. She pulled on him until he stood, and then looked at Max.
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” Max said. “Shall I lead the way?”
Astrid nodded, and then the turned towards her sister.
Lilith took Alfred by the hand, and then reached over and twined the fingers of the other hand with Astrid’s. Astrid smiled happily and led all three of them in the direction that Max led.
In Severus’ bedroom, Astrid stopped to marvel at the enormous bed. From the shocked look on her future husband’s face, she surmised that it was a bit different that when he had left it that morning.
Astrid let go of her sister’s hand, and began unbuttoning Severus’ shirt, maneuvering him over to the side of the bed at the same time. She let go of his hand so that she could unbutton his shirt with both hands. She got the shirt opened to his waist, and paused press a kiss to each of his nipples, flicking them with her tongue. The books she had studied mentioned that male and female nipples were equally sensitive. Severus should find the same stimulation pleasurable.
While she licked and kissed his nipples, she used both hands to work at his belt, releasing it, and unbuttoned his pants. Once they were unbuttoned, she attacked the remaining shirt buttons. The shirt fell open the rest of the way as she started kissing her way down his torso. Severus’ hands closed on her shoulders, still covered in her robes and the gown beneath as she paused to flick her tongue into his navel. Her explorations with Lilith were coming in handy. So far, she was still in familiar territory.
Below Severus’ navel, she gently stroked his already weeping shaft, hesitantly at first and then with growing confidence. Since she had never touched a male member before, she spent several moments familiarizing herself with the texture, firmness, and scent of an aroused penis. She tentatively touched her tongue to the clear precum oozing from the slit, and was pleased that she liked the taste.
Following the instructions of the book, she laved the entire surface of Severus’ shaft with her tongue, paying particular attention to the head, licking it as attentively as she would an ice cream cone on a hot day. She could hear Severus groaning, and the hand on her shoulders were clenching and releasing spasmodically, a sure sign that he was not thinking rationally.
A deep groan from nearby made her look up. Lilith had apparently followed her lead, and was paying the same attention to Alfred that Astrid was to Severus. Beyond them, Astrid could see Max on the bed, already nude, his shaft erect and dark red with arousal, watching with rapt fascination. Astrid returned her attention to Severus.
Finally, she wrapped her lips around the head, sucking gently as she experimented with how much of him she could take in without touching her gag reflex.
When she had that established, she wrapped the fingers of one hand around the base of the shaft while she started sliding it in and out of her mouth, keeping as steady a suction on it as she could. At the same time, she reached up with her other hand and cupped his scrotum. She gently massaged it as she suckled him.
She knew he was enjoying what she was doing, and she found it arousing. She had just found a steady rhythm when his hands shifted on her shoulders and he disengaged himself from her.
“Please,” he said. “If you continue … I will not be able to give you what you want.”
He pulled her to her feet and lowered his mouth to hers, slithering his tongue into her mouth and thoroughly mapping every crevice and fold. She moaned as he stimulated nerve endings that she had not been aware existed.
She felt hands slide her robes off of her shoulders, and then start working on the fasteners of her gown. She reached back to help, only to have her hands swatted away.
“You just pay attention to what Severus is doing,” Max whispered in her ear. She hadn’t even noticed that he had moved.
She turned her full attention back to Severus as she felt her gown loosen. Max moved her arms one at a time so that the gown could slip off of her body. After that, he dealt with her undergarments with an ease that spoke of a great deal of practice.
Once she was naked, Severus started running his hands down her back to cup her buttocks, and then back up again. She felt him move his hands to her front to cup her breasts, kneading them with sensitive and skilled hands. She put her hands on his shoulders, tightly muscled from years of repetitive stirring over cauldrons.
Astrid barely noticed when Severus turned her around and got her to back up. She was aware, however, when the backs of her legs encountered the bed and she was encouraged to lay backwards. She whined when she had to let go of Severus, but his hands did not leave her body. They trailed down her torso to her hips and then moved to delve between her thighs, which she parted eagerly.
She was expecting, and looking forward to, her first intercourse, and was puzzled when she was not penetrated. She started to raise her head to find out what Severus was doing, but the first touch of his lips between her legs stopped her.
She moaned as his lips brushed over her sex, and then moaned louder as his tongue followed the path of his lips. The moans were replaced by a gasp as his tongue probed and then parted her nether lips to delve into places that no man had ever touched. Her hips flexed, trying to increase the contact. His hands clenched at her hips, holding her down as he began to explore the wet folds, lapping up her honey while he made her produce more.
Astrid felt the bed dip and looked around. She vaguely saw that her sister had been laid down opposite her, so that their heads were side by side. She looked up further to see Alfred’s silver topped head hovering over the juncture her sister’s thighs. A gasp from Lilith, and then a moan told Astrid all she needed to know about Alfred’s activities.
All coherent thought completely fled as Severus slid his nimble tongue inside her, lapping at the walls of her sheath until she thought she would lose her mind. When she thought she could bear no more, he moved up from there to encircle her clitoris with his tongue, and then wrap his lips around her nub of delight. Her cries of pleasure escalated into a scream as he began humming, driving her to a mind-blowing orgasm.
He moved up slightly and rested his head on her belly as she came down from the sensory explosion. Gradually, her heartbeat and breathing returned to normal. She reached down and ran her fingers through his silky hair and then traced the outline of one ear. He kissed the flesh below her navel and than moved back down to breathe heavily on the soft silvery hairs between her legs.
He started all over again, sending her on another upward spiral.
This time, instead of his tongue penetrating her, it was something quite a bit larger, less flexible, and somehow almost hot. It stretched her uncomfortably, but not painfully, until it reached the unbreached barrier inside her.
She opened her eyes to see Severus hovering over her. She smiled at him and took his face in her hands and drew him down so that she could kiss him.
When she released him from the kiss, he whispered ‘I’m sorry’ to her, settled his weight on her body, and forcefully flexed his hips to sheath himself completely.
Astrid’s cry of pain was caught by his mouth. He kissed her until she relaxed under him and started kissing him back. He moved a bit and felt her breath catch, so he waited a bit more before he moved, even though every part of him was urging him to start shafting her immediately, to relieve the incredible pressure he was feeling.
Finally, he withdrew a bit and then thrust back in. When she didn’t react as though it was painful, he repeated the action. Soon, he was pumping in a regular rhythm, and she had begun meeting him halfway, raising her hips to meet his.
He felt Max next to them, and realized that Max was stroking her ear, licking her ears, and whispering everything he could think of to both comfort and arouse her. Severus lowered his head to nuzzle at her neck, sucking a bit of flesh into his mouth and biting down just enough to leave a mark, but not to break the skin.
He knew he would not be able to hold off his orgasm for long and he hoped the Max would be able to give her the pleasure that he was not going to be able to. He slowed his strokes, hoping to put off the inevitable explosion, but he felt his testicles tighten, and saw stars as he gave one last thrust and emptied himself into her. She clung to him as he pumped into her, and then he felt himself soften and slip out of her, much to his disappointment.
He eased himself off of her and laid down. He watched Max move over her and settle himself onto her. She welcomed Max eagerly, wrapping both her arms and legs around him and lifting her hips to facilitate his penetration.
While Max settled into a steady rhythm, Astrid turned her head and looked at Severus, locking her green eyes to his black ones. She kept her eyes on his until she closed them as she succumbed to the pleasure that Max was stimulating in her. Below her raised legs, Severus could see Max’s shaft sliding in and out of her, glistening with her wetness, his seed, and a little blood.
Severus looked up, to find Alfred pumping away at Lilith, completely absorbed in making love to her. To his surprise, he found himself aroused again, and felt his phallus stirring with renewed life.
A cry from Astrid drew his attention back and he saw Max bury his head in her shoulder as he made one more strong thrust and then shook in release.
Severus raised himself up and crawled over to where Alfred was resting on Lilith, both of them panting in the aftermath of an orgasm.
Alfred obligingly moved aside as he caught his breath, and watched with fascination as Severus slipped his hand between Lilith’s thighs and started stroking her, to arouse her again. When she began to respond to his stimulation, he moved over her and slipped inside her.
Alfred crawled over to where Astrid lay, and was surprised when Max moved away from her, and she held out her arms to him.
“I am a bit surprised,” he murmured as he felt one of her hands close around his shaft and begin to stroke him to a second erection.
“I said I was going to shag you all,” Astrid said. “I meant it. Are you up for another round?”
“I think I can keep up my end,” Alfred said, moving between her legs and positioning himself.
“Oh, good,” she said, and then she moaned as he sank into her, beginning the timeless dance yet again.
***** *****
Near midnight, the three men dozed on the magically heated bed while the two sisters gazed at one another silently.
Without talking about it, as if they had meant all along to do something, they both reached between their legs to gather some of the mixture of semen and blood. They rubbed their wet fingers together, to mix more, and then dabbed each other’s foreheads. Then they made dark wet marks on Max, and then Alfred, and finally Severus.
“Head to head,” Astrid whispered, beginning an ancient charm that their mother had spoken of and that they had found in some old books at MistLand.
“Heart to heart,” Lilith picked up the incantation, and then the two of them spoke the last of the charm in unison.
“Soul to soul, forever.”
Severus had begun to rouse from sleep when he heard their voices. As they completed the incantation, his eyes opened wide, and he stared at Astrid, horrorstruck.
“No!”
“Yes,” she said firmly. “Now that I have found you, I have no desire to live without you, and Lilith and I will not live without each other.”
“If one of us dies,” Severus said, staring down into her green eyes. “Then we all die.”
“So be it,” Max said. “As Monsieur Dumas said, All for one … “
“And one for all,” Alfred finished, wrapping his arms around Lilith.
TBC
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