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Treading a Troubled Track	By : SnapesOnlyOne Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 1833 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I wake, pulling myself carefully away from Morwyn and gently brush the hair from her face and see she sleeps peacefully. Her beautiful curves and the gentle swell of our child growing inside her make me groan. I look at the clock on the wall which reads five o'clock, and I listen for any stirrings below. When I'm reasonably certain the house is still asleep, I gently nudge Morwyn onto her back and close my mouth over her sensitive nipple, sucking gently and earning a soft moan. I pull the blankets from her and trail open mouthed kisses down between the valley of her breasts and down to the softness of her abdomen before gently prying her thighs apart and laying my mouth against the sleep warmed skin of the insides of her thighs. I whisper her name, nipping at her gently.
I suck a mark into her thigh and as she awakens she hisses my name, sitting up on her elbows to watch me, sleep rumpled and hot blooded.
"More... my insatiable little witch?” I whisper, my hot breath against her core, watching her head drop back as I close my mouth over her, working my tongue until my witch is writhing beneath me, pleading for release as she tugs my hair. I feel when she snaps, my scalp burning as she pulls me closer, crying out in release and falling limp against the bed.
Severus climbs up the bed capturing my lips in a desperate kiss. Nipping at my bottom lip as he settles in between my legs, hard enough that with one deep thrust he is seated all the way inside. He immediately sets a brutal pace that is rough even by his standards. It seems that as of late, he is becoming more and more intense in the bedroom. Stroke for stroke his thrusts are harder and faster, his mouth finding my nipple and tugging it with his teeth, causing me to hiss and arch against him. He wraps a strong arm around my waist holding me firmly against him as he pounds into me ruthlessly until we both break, howling our release and collapsing, panting on the bed.
*****
After starting a morning off with a vigorous lovemaking, I was sore but content, pleasantly sore I suppose I could say. After we’d both dressed, we headed down the stairs to join the others that had accumulated in the kitchen while we had gone back to sleep for a few more hours.
Breakfast was ready as we made our way into the room, the long table set and plates already being lowered into position, I was led by Severus to our seats, next to each other, my view facing the back garden after saying how much I appreciate the view.
All the youngest of us were seated, and the parents and other adults made their way over, Molly making sure everyone had their food before seating herself down, asking Narcissa where Lucius was. She rolled her eyes, “It was practically impossible to wake him this morning, it seems he slept rather well and didn't seem happy to be disturbed."
"Or he stayed up too late enjoying the entertainment of the night." piped Fred and it was then that Lucius appeared at the bottom of the stairs.
Narcissa’s look of confusion was almost comical as she stared at Lucius for an explanation.
"I am certain that I have no idea what you are speaking of" he responded, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"Lucius?” Narcissa arched an eyebrow in askance. “What are they talking about?"
“Yeah Malfoy, to what are we referring?” George smirked, speaking with all the eloquence that Lucius would, just to annoy him more, causing his twin to snigger devilishly.
“I don’t know Weasley. Surely you were kept up with the entertainments of the evening… or am I mistaken? We could always ask your mother what she thinks of your participation in the matter.”
Both twins blanched simultaneously. Then Molly looked up from her plate with fire dancing in her eyes, already knowing that they must have gotten up to something.
When Severus spoke next, “For Merlin’s sake, these three perverted fools sat outside our rooms and listened to us fucking.” Molly gasped Severus’ name and hissed ‘language’ to him, when Arthur gasped, looking equal parts shocked that his boys sat with Lucius Malfoy and to what I can only guess was interest when he drops “Did you really?! Was it entertaining as you said it was?” Molly reached over swatting her husband harshly with a table napkin causing him to jerk back into a straight sitting position and he grumbled, clearing his throat awkwardly, “I mean--I mean, yes, no, distasteful boys, absolutely rude and distasteful.”
Lucius smirked, “Actually Arthur old boy, wasn’t anything but tasteful.”
“Lucius. Enough. That’s absolutely enough of this, at the breakfast table with the meal that Mrs. Weasley has prepared for us, this is Christmas morning, we do not need to be speaking of such things.” She stared her husband down, stern, before he physically wiped his smile away with his napkin, before setting it back down in his lap and taking another bite, smirking over to the twins.
I think all of us at the table have now realized that an unholy union has been formed between these three, which was terrifying and amusing all at once.
"Perhaps if some people were decent enough to cast a silencing charm over their room we could all get more sleep" came Andromeda's harsh voice from the opposite end of the table.
"Or people could just stop acting like imbeciles" Severus growls.
"This food is impeccable Mrs. Weasley," Narcissa comments, changing the subject expertly "what are your family traditions on Christmas morning?"
"It can't be anything like what it must be at your house, oh Lucius dear another island! You shouldn't have!" Smirks Fred in a falsetto. George responds, sounding overly pompous, “Oh no my dear wife, this is just your small gift.” laughing strangely like Lockhart.
"Surprisingly not boys, I am certain it is no different here than at our home" Lucius shrugs indifferently.
"You mean you hold hands around the Christmas tree and sing carols in nothing but your skivvies too! Brilliant!" Claps George as Narcissa chokes on her tea.
"Bloody hell, I'll need to obliviate myself now to stop myself from seeing Lucius in his skivvies" Ron whines.
"That is assuming I wear any at all" sneers Lucius, drawing an annoyed huff from Narcissa and Molly at the same time.
Hermione cleared her throat, “my family does what they do in America for their Thanksgiving holiday, my family would go around the table saying what we were most thankful for.” I saw her get choked up, eyes welling up and Harry reaching over and placing his hand over her clasped hands, at the same time that Draco ran his hand gently down her back. I didn’t know the details of what was wrong, but obviously it was something that she would need to address further, so she could talk it out.
"What about you Severus? What was Christmas like at your house growing up?" I ask trying to diffuse the tension, but upon seeing the look on his face, I realize I may have just made things worse. His look of utter discomfort that bordered on anger was perfectly chastising. “Like nothing Morwyn.”
I knew that that was not just nothing, but was unwill to anger him any further, especially in front of the others.
*
After we’d stuffed ourselves on delicious food, we made our way into the sitting room, where the tree was set up with all the gifts which had previously been shrunken, were now back to their original size and around the big but beautifully decorated and lopsided tree. The ornaments, clearly been collected over the years, heirlooms and handmade, making the tree that much more dazzling. I couldn’t help but imagine what mine and Severus’ family tree will look like in 20 years. Severus seated himself, set up against the cushions and looking comfortable so I lowered myself next to him and up against his body, pulling my legs up underneath me and leaning into him as he placed his arm around me and pulling me closer against him in a rare display.
Arthur dubbed Ginny as Santa, and she rolled her eyes at having to pull herself from Harry’s side and disperse the gifts, looking at his face though, I saw some of the tension leave his shoulders and couldn’t help but think that maybe he’d be much better off if he weren’t with her, that he’d be happier. Even sitting next to Hermione who was next to Draco, Harry seemed more at ease than what he did with his own girlfriend next to him.
Severus was the first to receive a package, bulky and wrapped simply. As other gifts were handed out, I looked down at his lap, with the gift sitting there untouched and prodded him gently with my elbow, “Sev, open it, don’t be rude.” He scowled down to me, before delicately removing the strings holding the package together, pulling the papers open to reveal a soft dark knitted fabric, and as I looked down at it, I around the room, I realize that Molly must have knit him something, he pulled the jumper from his package and held it up, revealing a black jumper with a deep dark forest green ‘S’ on the front. I smiled, looking over to Molly who was looking at Severus waiting for his response as I smile over to her, he was still staring at the jumper when Molly chimed in, “I figured those colors would suit you most Severus.” He tipped his chin down, and cleared his throat, “Thank you Molly.” He put it back in his packaging and when he looked up, he was glaring past me, so when I looked over, Lucius was smiling snidely as he opened his gift, only to pull out a complete replica except with an ‘L’ on the front, and his smile slipped.
“Oi, look there Lucy! Another set of twins in the family, you’re one of us now, mate.”
“Sod off.”
Fred chimed in, “Really, how very lower-class of you to say sod. Might as well pull a Ronnikins and tell us to ‘Piss Off’.”
“Yes…” Lucius drawls, “You do that too.”
"You should try it on Mr. Malfoy, make sure it fits, you know?" George added thoughtfully as several others opened and pulled on their sweaters.
Lucius smirked, unbuttoning his fine silk shirt and slipping it off, dropping it into Narcissa's lap and pulling the sweater down over his deeply muscled chest, all eyes on him. Stopping to fix his hair before turning his gaze to Severus with a challenging look. Severus snorts shaking his head.
"Not a chance, I'll try it on later."
I unwrapped my present, pleasantly surprised by the thoughtfulness of a soft silver and emerald green blanket. It had been so long, besides from Severus that I’d been given anything. And I was more than touched by the thought. I received a Potions book on acceptable dark potions from Hermione, chocolates from Remus, a gift certificate to the Weasley twins shop, nothing from the Malfoys or the older Weasley children, but the gifts I did receive were appreciated. Harry and Severus received the same gift from Remus, chocolates and a picture of Lily that had somehow been saved, she is in the castle, age roughly around first or second year. Another woman would be jealous, but I know how much she meant to Severus in their childhood as she was his first and only true friend. Harry had tears in his eyes and smiled his thanks to Remus. Severus received a gift certificate to the bookstore from Hermione, virility pills that the Weasley twins are still marketing which earned them spiteful sneers and a response from George “But that was before we knew what you had in you, Professor.” Which I couldn’t help but snort at. Lucius gave Severus a nice bottle of wine, and other tidbits from the Malfoy family. Harry gave Draco a book on Defense, Hermione gave him a book of famous Muggle poets and the twins gave him and stuffed ferret which earned them another scowl that they brushed off with wide grins.
More gifts were passed around, and after I’d found out that I’d been added back to my family vaults, I’d sent a Hogwarts elf off with a list for shopping and a monetary tip for the last minute errand. Everyone got their gift from me at the same time and began opening them, which I addressed as from both Severus and myself. Everyone seemed equal parts pleased and bewildered to be getting a gift from the both of us, while Severus looked on in aggravation at having been put in the giving light, but I hadn’t given him much of a choice.
As the gifts giving wrapped up, the masses moved outside for a friendly Christmas quidditch match, leaving only myself, Severus, Narcissa, Lucius and Andromeda in the house. I look from Narcissa to Andromeda and back, hoping the two of them would at least glance at each other, but Andromeda instead rose to watch the game from the window, gently tapping her fingers against the window frame.
"Hermione and Draco look good together I think" I comment casually moving beside Andromeda and watching them in the garden. Draco stands, leaning back against the tree with Hermione’s back pressed against his chest and his arms wrapped around her waist, his head gently resting forward on her shoulder. Narcissa appears behind us at the window, looking on as well.
"I suppose they do..." she answers quietly, "interesting how things are changing."
Andromeda blanched when she noticed Narcissa's close proximity and turned her stare on her before turning and taking her leave. I watched Narcissa's hand shoot out almost on its own accord to clasp Andromeda's shoulder before freezing and realizing what she’d just done. Andromeda spun back around on her heel, stopping in front of her younger sister, glaring at her.
"What exactly is it that you want?"
Narcissa's gaze dropped and for the first time I'd ever seen, Narcissa seemed to fumble with her words.
"I--I" she started, turning her gaze to her husband who was looking at her with mild curiosity.
"Might as well... if it will make you happy Cissa, the world is going to hell anyways." he drawled, shrugging his shoulders in indifference, voice not entirely in agreeance with his words.
Narcissa nodded quietly, turning her attention to her sister who was now watching her with a brow raised in what looked to be equal parts aggravation and askance.
"I heard about your husband, it must have been terrible for you-"
Andromeda interrupted, "Twenty eight years and that's all you have Narcissa? Pity." She chided and turned, walking away.
"I've missed you Andromeda" she whispered barely audible.
Andromeda was almost to the door, taking her away from her sister, and she stopped, back still to Narcissa, and turned to her face to the side, eyes cut to the side, “Then Cissy, that makes your actions that much more abhorant.” She tsked, again, this time genuinely, “Abandoning your own sister.” Her face dropped again and then she was gone, out the door to join the rest of the festivities.
I look over to Narcissa, who was looking forlorn, such a foreign expression on her usually blank face. I let my eyes cut over to Lucius who sits watching his wife uninterestedly before standing and joining her at the window and patting her reluctantly on the back all the while turning his attention out the window. “Well, Narcissa… if there is going to be a taint to the Malfoy line, it’s not a bad way to go.” he chuffs, a sound I’d never thought to hear from him and judging from his wife’s face she was not used to it either “Though I do hope his heir will inherit his hair… the atrocity of that hair… on a Malfoy… ” he sneers then turns away from the window, leaving his wife there alone as he heads back to his spot on the divan.
Their interaction, all the more, makes me appreciate Severus. That even in his reluctance for people to see a softer side of him, he’d still give me more comfort than that of what Lucius just showed his wife. I looked over to him and his silence spoke volumes. He was use to Lucius’ lack of attention to his wife, not at all perturbed in what just transpired. And I realize that I’ve been spoiled by Severus. Even in everything that I’d gone through in my young life, and what Severus has gone through in his years, we can still show each other the proper respect.
Something, something innately female in me, and the mother to be, reaching out to another mother, makes me want to reach out to comfort her, as she had tried to do with me. But something tells me to pull back and that it wasn’t the right time.
Instead of joining her husband in sitting down, or outside with her son and his new girlfriend, Narcissa instead gathered herself and made her way up the stairs to her and Lucius’ room, closing the door quietly behind her. I looked over to Lucius, disgusted at his lack of a real response, Severus coming over to me, seeing that I am obviously annoyed. “What’s wrong with you? What kind of a marriage is it that you have?” Severus, with his arm wrapped around my waist, muttered my name to shush me and I forged on. “No Severus, if I was upset and you didn’t treat me a little gentler, then we’d have bigger problems than just that.” Severus frowned, but kept his arm around me.
“Severus old boy, tell your little witch to watch herself.”
And Severus growled back at him, “You watch it Lucius.”
“No old boy I don’t think I will.” He smirked to Severus, and turned his gaze back on me “This is none of your business Miss Blanchett. Step back and stop meddling in affairs you don’t understand, let the adults handle things and you run along and play.”
“Adults?! You think you are the more mature one here? You… Voldemort’s bitch?!”
He smirks, face turning acidic, “Pot, kettle Morwyn… you were a death eater too… lest you forget your place among that group.”
I gasped, chest clenching. And Severus snarled, grabbing me around the waist and picking me up, physically removing me from the room as my wand was already in hand, mouth open about to cast.
Mortified to have been dragged from the room like a child having a temper tantrum, I turn my temper loose on Severus.
"Why did you do that, he deserved it and you know it!"
"He did, but the Weasley home is hardly sturdy enough to withstand the two of you when you both fly off the handle, as much as it would entertain me to watch you hand Lucius his own arse, which I am positive you would. You need remember that you’re with child and this is not our home to destroy."
"He is a complete prick sometimes, he dese-" I start and Severus raises his hand to interrupt.
"I have known him a great many years Morwyn, you are trying to teach the Professor. Again I will warn you that this is not our home and we are guests here, please control your temper."
"Our home? I wasn't aware that we had a home Severus." I grumbled
He stopped for a minute, thinking before opening his mouth again.
"I hadn't thought of that to be completely honest. I have a house, and you I suppose are welcome to stay with me."
"In case you had forgotten, I am now the owner of several properties, I don't need your pity" I growl, still angry from Lucius' painful reminder of my past, and I know I am being unfair to him.
"I wasn't offering you pity, you are carrying my child, it would make no sense to be living apart now, I haven't slept without you in quite some time, and don't intend to start now Morwyn."
"I have several properties here in the UK, are you particularly fond of your house Severus?"
"In all honesty, I've waited for the day I could watch it burn to the ground. But it has served me in the short periods of time I have spent there so I have kept it. So no, no fondness."
"Would you be terribly opposed to a woman providing a home for you? I have a lovely home not too far away from Hogwarts, I think you would enjoy; large library, larger potions lab that was, at last check, fully equipped and the grounds are quite nice."
"Seeing as my home is not fit for a witch of your stature, I don't see that I have a choice if I wish to be near you and our child"
"Severus, I will adapt to wherever you wish to live, I guess I just hadn't thought about this."
"We could always just stay year round at Hogwarts?"
"Merlin no, don't you get enough of it during the school year? Would it truly hurt your pride so much to live in one of my family homes? Even in some pureblood marriages, the husband will choose his wife's home over his own, there's no shame in that. You can pick which house you like best Severus, you pick where we will raise our child."
"Where did you stay between the war and the start of classes Morwyn?"
"The hospital Severus..." I respond quietly.
"You spent almost four months in hospital?" He asks with his brow raised in disbelief.
"I guess so, I was unconscious for the first two months, though I remember July and August pretty well, nothing quite like being harassed by the Ministry when you are bedridden."
"They are forever relentless Morwyn, but my question is why were you bedridden?"
"It's nothing important Severus, I'm fine now."
"You are to be my wife Morwyn, and we have agreed no secrets."
"It's not a secret, just... unimportant."
"Morwyn," he responds, a hint of annoyance creeping up in his voice.
"I was told that I had... almost... died."
"And that wasn't important? What happened?"
"I had exhausted myself, and my life force was weak"
"How on earth did you manage that?"
I look down at my feet, shuffling them anxiously.
"Morwyn..."
"Reviving you Severus, the damage to your person was significant and reviving you took everything I had left that day, including a large chunk of my own life force." I finish still looking at the floor. He is silent for several long moments before he presses against me, his arm wrapping around my waist and his free hand tipping my chin up to look at him.
"You were willing to forfeit your life to save me? Are you mad?"
"I can't explain it, more than to say I couldn't bear to live knowing I hadn't done what I could to save you Severus, and at that point in time I didn't have a purpose anymore."
"You shouldn't have done it, it was very foolish of you. A whole life ahead of you and you were willing to forfeit it for a man who had for all you knew, no desire to be here any longer."
"I wish you could understand what I felt like the moment I felt you die, but since you can not possibly understand, it is futile to sit here and try to make you understand."
"You have no idea what my life has been Morwyn, years of my life and skin off my back, to win this war so that the world could be at peace again, I never intended to walk away from this."
"But you did Severus, so why not stop being angry that you did survive and start being happy that things are finally well for you? You are engaged to marry me, your child will be here before you know it, the whole wizarding world views you as a hero and yet you still sit here and play a martyr to your past. You live there. It's time to move forward. I will listen if you wish to talk about things and get them off of your chest, I, after all, have lived a similar existence. But I refuse to stand here and listen to you and your whining when there is no reason for it. I have grown weary of this topic and if we continue to revisit this then I will walk away from you, I have a child growing within me Severus and don't wish to sit here and watch you wallow in your own self pity."
I feel Severus tense against me and his arms wrapped possessively around my waist, pulling me tighter to him and resting his forehead on top of my head with a sigh.
"I suppose we’ll have to agree that we’re at an impasse... and just move on from here. You’re right... I don't understand how you felt, and at times still don't, but you will never understand my life as it was. It is pointless to continue fighting amongst ourselves."
"I will tell you how I feel Severus, I feel lucky that you were bold enough to try and help me heal and couldn't be happier that you stand at my side. I am beyond thrilled to be carrying your child and sharing your bed… I love you Severus, with everything that I am and ever will be."
He stills before tipping my chin up again and capturing my mouth with his in a warm wet kiss, a knock at the door makes him pull away, still holding me tight. Severus waves his hand causing the door to swing open and we are faced with one of the Weasley twins, a smirk plastered on his face.
"Mum wanted me to let you know that lunch is ready, but I can go and tell her you’ve moved on to dessert if you and your naughty witch would like a bit more time?"
I pull away from Severus, chuckling and shake my head before following Fred down the stairs.
Everyone is already seated at the table, leaving only two seats empty between Lucius and Tonks. I pick the lesser of two evils and grab the back of the chair beside Tonks, ignoring her glare before a hand on my shoulder stops me.
"Not a chance witch, I will not sit between you and Lucius and risk damage to my person," he comments dryly before gesturing me to the seat beside Lucius. I sigh and gently climb past him into the vacant seat.
"You, my dear, need to learn to take a little grief if you are going to give it, there was no need for your temper Miss Blanchett" Lucius smirks, knowing at he got the better of me earlier.
"Of course darling" I smile sweetly before stomping his foot painfully under the table.
"Quite the little hellcat you have here Severus... good luck taming this one." Lucius sneers shaking his foot under the table.
"Can't you two get along? Just think about it, you could sit and braid each other's hair!" George smirks.
"I can see their matching hair bows now George." Fred smirks.
"Boys!" Molly barks at them.
"It's quite alright Mrs. Weasley, I actually find them quite amusing."
"Don't encourage them Morwyn, we are still here for a few more days," Severus grumbles at me.
A moment passes before it occurs to me to voice some of my thoughts.
"Has there been any further correspondence from my brother Minister?" I ask calmly before putting a spoonful of soup into my mouth.
"No, but we are still looking. The Ministry wishes to bring him in for questioning and trial."
"I didn't have to go for a trial Minister, why is it that he would? What is he under suspicion for? Perhaps I can clear it up for you? He never killed anyone, he wasn't even of legal age to use magic away from school until a week before the war."
"Morwyn, please don't involve yourself" Severus mutters irritably.
"As I am aware, but it is his actions after the war that are of concern to us. This may come as a shock to you Miss Blanchett, but we have reason to believe that he was responsible for the death of your parents and both of your older brothers."
My hand freezes midway to my mouth and I stare at him in shock.
"And what reason could that be?" I ask, composing myself quickly.
"He was last seen leaving their home the night before they were found dead. Can you think of any reason why he would harm them?"
"In all honesty, I could speculate, but not give you a definite answer. My parents didn't give us a choice when it came to the Dark Lord, we were forced into the inner circle at great personal cost. My brother was secretly seeing a muggle-born girl and the Dark Lord had her killed before my brother’s own eyes. He was also very protective of me sir, he could have done it in retaliation for the tortures I endured among the inner circle, which would explain why my brothers were involved, he hated them for not protecting me."
Harry spoke first, “With all due respect sir, if they were dark, what does it matter? We’ve tracked down and given multiple criminals The Kiss, wouldn’t this have just saved us the trouble?”
“Potter, be that as it may, all criminals need their day before the Wizengamot-” before Harry interrupts him, “Again, forgive me sir, but I’ve had to be the one to hunt down most of these people for trial… not to mention killing that megalomaniac myself…” Mr. Weasley shushed Harry gently, “Kingsley, it’s Christmas, we do not need to be speaking of such things and upsetting Morwyn.”
I looked over to Harry, smiling slightly in thanks as he nods back.
*%*%*
The Christmas meal carried on without further mention of my family, much to my appreciation and now a reluctance to ask more questions.
Severus and I had made our way up to our room, me getting ready for the night, washing my face, changing into warm comfortable pajamas and Severus changing for the night as well. After Severus lit a fire in our room, thankfully there was a small fireplace since I have trouble now sleeping without one lit, we settled into bed and before I knew it, I was asleep.
And thrown headlong into a nightmare.
It comes in flashes, but I see him, my brother… my twin; the other part of me, running, fearfully looking behind him as he apparates in and out to different locations, before someone hits him with a stunning spell, just missing him of being splinched, as he struggles. I can’t see who is chasing him, but the fear on his face is suffocating. And in the distance, I hear my name being called, as I am jolted from one spot to the next, feeling my brother’s panic.
He then apparates to another location, but before landing there, is hit with something I can not hear; and then he lands hard, falling into the great hall of our summer house, I recognize the long foyer that leads to a balcony, I can feel him slam into the marble floor and his scalp slap onto the hard surface and then all is black.
*****
I’d been trying to shake Morwyn awake, her thrashing becoming violent to the extent that her magic had gone wild, sparking around the room in her panic, this is no ordinary nightmare, I can see.
And just as I am about to grab my wand to bring her awake, she jolts up in bed, screaming only one thing, “Baylor!”
And she is out of bed, and gone with a crack.
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