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Ival Pythonica	By : MistressMalfoy2 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 10032 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I do not own Harry Potter, any of its characters, etc. They are all the property of J.K. Rowling. For no profit of any kind, I am simply borrowing her characters for a short while. Only the Original Character of Megan Malfoy is my own, though her last name is borrowed from J.K. Rowling.

"Mother! Not that I am not overjoyed to see you but how? Is this really you or is my mind making this up?"

Megan glanced around the small garden hideaway and back at her mother with so many emotions playing across her face.

"Oh, it is very real, my child or should I say my beautiful young woman?" Narcissa smiled with pride.

Megan looked at her mother shaking her head in wonder. Narcissa was as beautiful as she had ever seen. Her skin glowed with health, her long white-blonde hair was flowing like long silk down her back, her eyes were a clear and sparkling blue and her lilac sundress billowed softly in the breeze. Narcissa was the picture of happiness, beauty and peace. Her hands on Megan's arms and the hug they just shared felt so real it was hard to believe she was dreaming this. The wind playfully blowing her mother's lilac perfume towards Megan made her inhale deeply and sigh. Then a couple of tears rolled down Megan's cheek.

"No tears, Megan. I am happy where I am now. I have no regrets." Narcisaa wiped the tears from her daughter's cheeks.

"Then you know I took your life that day? That I hate myself for what I have done to you? What I almost did to Father tonight? What is going on with the Ival Pythonica curse and the pregnancy? How much do you really know Mother?" Megan looked intently at Narcissa's face trying to read her eyes.

Narcissa sighed and took Megan's hand, nodding softly. She began to walk forward taking Megan along with her to the bench under the arch. She sat down next to her daughter and kicked her feet lightly into the soft grass, making the bench begin to swing.

"Oh, Megan, Megan, Megan, my favorite child and only daughter, how you have grown!" Narcissa sighed as she turned and placed her finger under Megan's chin to see her face better. "I have been watching over you from above and I know all there is to tell and all that you feel. I could no longer stand your pain and the Powers Which Be, shall we call them, allow me to contact you, to comfort you before you were completely lost."

"Lost? Forgive me? But Mother I killed you in cold blood!" Megan exclaimed, looking away in shame.

Narcissa turned her daughter's face back towards her with a hand on each cheek.

"Never look away from me or my memory, Megan. That day . . . it was a battlefield. When I reached for you, it was only a Mother's instinct to grab you and hide you somewhere but to you I was just another Death Eater who was attempting to harm you. Believe it or not I am proud of you for defending yourself so well and thankful to Severus for taking you from the Dark Lord's grasp that day. If you had allowed me to get to you I may not still have lived or I could be in Azkaban. Who knows? I also could have been another Death Eater who really DID mean you harm. In killing me, I knew you could take care of yourself and would be safe. My spirit hovered around for a few moments after I died and I saw your reaction when you discovered it was me. I saw how Severus tried to spare you the pain, stop you from seeing my face and how he comforted you when you found out the truth. I always knew from the moment you raised your wand to the moment my spirit left this Earth, that you did not purposefully hurt me and regretted it every day since you remembered." Narcissa stroked her daughter's face.

"And what of Father's role in all this? He let me forget what I had done. He wouldn't talk about you. He took down all your pictures except the painting above the fireplace in the main hall! He let Draco get out of hand and let me hate an unknown killer when it was myself I should have hated. I could have dealt with this long ago if he had not lied!"

Narcissa sighed deeply and dropped her hands to her lap. She touched her wedding band and let a few tears fall.

"There is much to Lucius that no human being knows which I learned over my many years with him. The sarcasm, high and mighty attitude, the sneering veneer are all walls he has carefully constructed over his life to hide behind. At night, when you were asleep or the house was empty because you were away at school, he would sit up nights, drinking and crying, staring at my painting you mentioned. He keeps a photo of me in his beside table drawer that he looks at every night before he goes to bed. He hated you for a long time over my death and has not quite gotten over it yet but he knows you are his only daughter. He loves you dearly in his own way. He is still highly devoted to me." Narcissa touched her ring again and sniffled.

"I knew Father's attitude towards me had more to it than common grief. Now I know what was really bothering him, having to stare at his wife's killer across the dinner table. I have stayed at school and away from him as much as possible not to deal with the seething hatred that would come out of his mouth when he spoke to me at times. As for his love for you, I do not doubt he misses you. But you cannot think a man like Father is celibate now, can you? Then what about the nights he goes out to taverns, huh? How faithful is he then?" Megan crossed her arms in disgust.

"It is all for show. I can assure you that your Father, if it is any of your business, has not touched another woman since I was alive. He never cheated on me and the women he is seen with now are simply arm candy, for show. This way it looks like he has moved on, that he is not sentimental, that he is too much of a man to stop pursuing women but at the end of the night he takes them home and goes home alone. I will say this: he tried once recently with a young woman but could not . . . rise to the ocassion when the time came." Narcissa went from fierce defiance to blushing.

Megan blushed and shook her head.

"Too Much Information, Mother. I REALLY do not want to know any more, please!" Megan put up in hands as if to stop her Mother's words.

"Well, you ask a question and I will always answer truthfully, you know this, Megan."

"Then why are you here? You said 'lost.' What did you mean? Why now?"

Narcissa reached down and placed a hand on Megan's lower abdomen. She smiled widely.

"A grandchild. A child created of love and devotion. A shining beacon in a dark time."

"The child? This is why you have visited me? By lost, do you mean I will lose the child?" Megan eyes widened and her voice rose in panic.

"No! You will give birth to a healthy, full term. . .well I know the end results but I think it should be a surprise." Narcissa smirked.

"Well, that's a relief . . . sort of.." Megan let out a breath she had been holding. "Still, Mother, if not the child, why now?"

"I have been watching this curse unfold and it's repercussions. You almost committed suicide, you are forced to love to very different men and Sirius, of course is not making it any easier. I also see you hurt your best friend and Father, who will forgive you. I was worried you might do something else irrational. You needed to know I forgave you my death, that your Father means well but is not the man you think you know, that Severus truly loves you and you love him. The curse only brought to light what I and many others could see between you two since you were 16. It sounds disgusting to some but Severus has loved you for many years in secret and his age was one of the main detractors from telling you so. He also wanted to see you succeed and be a part of that. A romance would have ruined your Apprenticeship. He has struggled for so long and you are his salvation, my daughter. This child is proof of your passion, love, desire, friendship, and of your deep bond. Do not let that girl and her curse corrupt your feeling and judgment. I came to warn you to be gentle and honest with all you love but firm and strong against your enemies." Narcissa held her daughter close for a moment and then pulled back to look into her eyes.

"There are those who will seek to pull you and Severus down and make your life especially hard. Once word of the pregnancy, relationship and . . . other personal details emerge life may become almost too much to bear. the court case, the teasing kids, the government interference, and your Father. The list is long of those who will ridicule you, hurt you and attempt to take away your faith in yourself as well as Severus. DO NOT LET THEM! You are stronger than any of them and you know that!" Narcissa shook her daughter by the shoulders slightly.

Megan looked into her Mother's eyes and nodded.

"I know there is a very hard road ahead of me. Your presence does relieve my anger and pain over your death and I know about the rest you told me but why is Father a problem? The pregnancy may upset him but he is close to Severus and always adored him like a brother. He was always pushing us together when he could. Severus is an honorable man and can provide well for us. He is a decorated war hero and upstanding citizen. Father will be angry it is out of wedlock but with the terms of the curse unknown at the time, how could he blame me or Severus? We did not know what would happen and he took the proper precautions of sexual protection spells. There was no clue they would be of no use!" Megan shook her head in anger.

Narcissa shook her head and laughed a sarcastic laugh.

"I should not be the one to tell you this or maybe I should. Your Father and I were an arranged marriage which luckily turned out well. Lucius is very much of the old tradition and has been considering very profitable matches for your marriage since you were an infant. He succeeded to finding one Italian family, the Vonoscos, whose son was always in love with you, to agree to a very profitable marriage contract. He was trying to clean up the mess the curse has made of the agreement of a betrothal and has nearly succeeded. He always pushed you towards Severus hoping for a short love affair which would educate you in the ways to please a man then use a Purity Restoration spell to fix the virginity issue. This way your future husband would be happy enough in bed to stay there and produce as many children as possible. Now, with this child in your belly and no spell to rid you of it, I am afraid all hope is lost for his marriage plans for you. He may have to settle for the husband you will have instead. But as you and I both know, when his mind is set against something, he will do anything to make what he wants happen. Sometimes at any cost, even to those he loves." Narcissa looked away from Megan, embarrassed.

Megan stood, furiously kicking a nearby bush and howling gutturally in anger.

"I should have known! HOW DARE HE DECIDE MY FUTURE FOR ME! MINE! I will marry who and when I wish, child or no child!" Megan nodded to herself in resolution. "If that means he cuts me off from my inheritance or disowns me or never speaks to me again, I do not care. It will hurt my heart but he makes the choice how this will go because I will not budge!"

"I know and I would expect nothing more from a daughter of mine." Narcissa smiled and stood from the bench. She reached up and grabbed the one white rose from the arch above the bench and walked towards Megan.

"I must go now. I need you to keep that strength and determination. It will be your salvation, as well as those tethered to you."

"Don't go yet! I need you with me now more than ever. This is cruel to leave me now!" Megan grabbed her mother to her in a tight hug.

Narcissa pulled away from her daughter. She took the single white rose and crushed it in her palm, making it disappear. She then placed both her hands around her daughters wrists and closed her eyes.

Megan looked down as her mother let go and two tattoo's were now on her wrists. Each wrist had a chain of silver and white roses with green stems, leaves and tendrils. The white was of the purest snow, the silver the color of shining tinsel and the green as vibrant as the greenest parts of nature. Megan stared in amazement, then looked up at her Mother's face in wonder. Narcissa smiled brightly through tears.

"How? White and silver ink is never so bright and white showing so strong on my pale skin? How?"

"Considering your new business interest in a tattoo shop I thought they would be a nice gift. They are a gift of protection, of love, and of connection to me. Anytime you need me just place your wrists together and call for me. You will be able to ask me things, but you will only hear my voice. We shall not see each other again in this way. At least not until your time has come and I am allowed to say it is a long time yet to happen. You will always have these and they are proof that you really did see me here and this is no dream." Narcissa kissed both her daughter's wrists and then her forehead, their tears mingling for a moment.

After another hug, Narcissa stepped backwards a few steps and nodded.

"Goodbye my sweet daughter and remember be strong. I am always with you and I love you." With those words she faded away.

"Goodbye, Mother, I love you, too." Megan whispered through her tears and bega to sob openly, falling to her knees.

******

Megan bolted up in bed, gasping, tears still on her cheeks. She wiped them away and realized her whole face was wet. Megan stood and walked into the bathroom, splashing cold water on her face. After drying her face with a towel, she began to dry her hands when she stopped and shook her head in disbelief.

There on her wrist were the tattoos from her dream and they were as real as any tattoo from a shop, only they shimmered in the bathroom lights.

"It was real." Megan whispered to herself in disbelief.

Just then her necklace vibrated and Megan shook herself out of her haze. She checked the hourglass necklace around her neck and sighed. It signaled she had a half an hour before she had to meet Lupin. Megan got into the tub and took a quick bath, contemplating the entire "dream" and whether it was true or just a side effect of the True Blue Vertiserum. The tattoos were not a side effect Severus mentioned so it only made sense it was real. Quickly so as not to be late, Megan began rinsing, toweling off, dressing and then gathering her bag for the day. She stopped by the bed and smiled.

Severus was laying with his face almost in her pillow, arm hugging it to himself. He was peaceful, almost smiling in his sleep. Megan brushed the hair out of his face and laid a kiss on his lips which made him involuntarily kiss back.

"I love you." He muttered, smiling wider.

"I love you, too." Megan whispered back.

Megan headed for the common room and stopped by a full length mirror on the wall, checking her appearance. Her hair was dry and loose today and she wore very little makeup. However, some of her color had returned in the last few days and was continuing to improve. She choose loose fitting deep green fleece pants, a long sleeved green fleece shirt that had sleeves which went just past her wrists, almost to her fingertips. A pair of black ballet-type slippers completed the casual outfit. She wanted the long sleeves on purpose since she wasn't quite sure how Lupin would react to the tattoos which as a skilled Wizard he would recognize as magical immediately. She wanted to talk to Dumbledore about them before anyone else saw them. She also had to stop by the Hospital Ward and make apologies to her best friend and her Father. So, they were best kept hidden for now. Megan made sure the ruby protection ring was in place and touched the brick, walking through as it melted away. She turned and headed out Severus' private quarters, warding the door behind her and headed toward's Lupin's quarters with a smile.

Megan walked up three flights of revolving staircases and after a few moments arrived at the Dark Arts Classroom. Megan began to approach Lupin's private quarters and knock on the door when she saw it was open a crack. There were voices coming from the Common Room area right behind the door. Stepping up to the door, Megan peaked into the room and saw Lupin and Tonks arguing.

"Do you have any idea how HARD this is for me, Remus?" Tonks shouted, her normally pink hair was flaming red to match her cheeks.

"Yes! Yes I do! Do you have any idea how hard this is for ME! I am the one sleeping with a cursed, on death's door, PREGNANT student and sharing her with a man who would like to hex my bollocks off!" Lupin threw his hands in the air.

"She's pregnant? Oh no please dear Merlin tell me it's not yours!"

"It's not mine, thank Merlin. Severus was the first to sleep with her or it would have been mine. I am glad to save her life but a child would have been disastrous. Why are you angry at me? I didn't cause this situation! I couldn't have let her die!"

"Sometimes I wish you would have!" Tonks kicked a chair over in frustration.

"WHAT? How could you say that? She innocent!" Lupin roared.

"She's a MALFOY! They are never innocent. Their blood by its very nature is poison. Look how she made these girls all turn on her. Look what they did to her. You really don't believe there is more behind this than what we know? Honestly, Remus you are being so naive! Look how easily she crawled into bed with you both! There is nothing innocent about that girl. No matter what Sirius, you, or even Albus says, I believe she is trouble and she somehow brought this on herself!" Tonks screamed at Remus her hair flying between deep red and purples with her emotions.

Megan shook with anger and pushed the door open with a loud bang which made both wizards turn, wands drawn.

"Nice to see what side you're on, Tonks. Why don't you just use your wand right now and save us all the trouble that is me." Megan threw her arms out, dropping her bag and stared Tonks right in the eye. "Go ahead. Kill me."

Tonks suddenly looked terribly embarrassed and lowered her wand. Lupin had not yet lowered his just in case.

"I. . . . I . . . I don't know what to say. I don't know how much you heard . . ." Tonks stuttered and shifted her feet.

"Enough." Megan spit out through her teeth, putting her arms down at her sides.

"I better go." Tonks started to walk out the door.

Megan grabbed her arm and made Tonks stop to look her in the eye.

"For the record: I love Severus. I do not have designs on your fiancee. I do not relish having sex with one of my mentors and best friends. I do not want to fuck up your relationship in any way. I did not bring this upon myself. All I did was act the opposite of my 'poisoned' family blood and this is where it got me. I may not be innocent but I sure as Merlin in Heaven was a virgin when I crawled into Severus' bed. If you don't believe me and if you want to take this personally that's your issue NOT MINE. Are we clear?" Megan squinted her eyes at Tonks who squirmed a little and jerked her arm away in anger.

"Perfectly." Tonks uttered and stormed out.

Megan took a deep breath, picked up her bag and shut the door Tonks had left open.

"Well that was a lovely start to my day." Megan sighed and righted the chair Tonks had kick over, then sat in it.

Lupin took a deep breath and put his wand down.

"I am sorry you had to hear that, Megan. Tonks arrived about twenty minutes before you did. I tried to kiss her and she pulled away, saying she couldn't kiss me right now because of my involvement with you. I got angry and we fought. I became so tied up in the argument I did not realize the time." Lupin sat down and held his head in his hands.

"It's alright. I don't think telling her she had to go because I would be here any minute would have gone over quite well." Megan chuckled.

"I guess not." Lupin smiled slightly.

"Besides, she in a tough spot right now and I would feel the same if I had to share Severus with someone. She will calm down eventually."

"How can you be so mature and calm about this?" Lupin asked.

"Maybe it is the ring or maybe I have just realized there is enough going on without extra drama. We all need to relax a little. You on the other hand need to shave and brush your hair." Megan pointed to Lupin's messy hair.

"Well excuse me, miss 'rise, shine and look lovely at 6:30 in the morning!" Lupin mocked.

Megan reached over and ruffled Lupin's hair. Lupin tried to bend out of reach but Megan got up and went over ruffling both hands in his hair, laughing.

"Stop it! Stop it!" Lupin laughed and tried to pull away.

"What are you going to do about?" Megan giggled.

Lupin grabbed Megan's hands and wrestled her to the floor. Megan put up a fight but in minutes Lupin had her hands pinned above her head in one hand and his legs anchoring hers to the floor.He began to tickle her sides until she couldn't breathe. Megan wiggled continuously, trying to escape.

"I give in! I give in!" Megan wailed in laughter.

Lupin stopped and looked down at her. He was flush with laughter but his eyes were full of heat. He pressed his groin against hers, grunting. He was hard enough Megan could feel it through their clothing.

"See what all that wriggling does?" Lupin growled as he continued to rub his groin in circles against Megan's.

Megan began to sigh and arched her hips up to help him.

"I can't see but I feel."

"How about both?"

Lupin's mouth descended on Megan's. Their lips met in a fury of kisses and a darting of tongues. Lupin reached between them and pulled frantically at Megan's pants and she rose her hips to help him pull them down. He let go of her wrists and leaned back to pull them, along with her underwear, down to her ankles. He quickly pulled down his sweatpants to his knees. His member practically bounced when it escaped, pointing towards his belly. Megan pushed herself farther down between his legs so her head was in the right place. She reached up with both hands to grab his ass, pulling Lupin forward so he had to catch himself with his hands on the floor. Megan licked repeatedly up and down the shaft then circled the tip with her tongue. Using his ass to hold onto, Megan guided him deeply into her mouth and urged with her hands for him to thrust. He got the idea and quickly began to thrust in and out of Megan mouth as deep as he could go. Lupin groaned and his body shook as Megan tongue glided up and down the shaft while her throat sucked the tip down into tight, wet heat.

"So nice . . . Megan . . ." Lupin's voice was raspy from moaning.

Megan pushed her head forward to counter every thrust so her lips touched his body. Lupin let out a long growl and pumped harder. Now his flesh smacked against her lips every time he thrust. Lupin was shaking so badly, Megan thought he would lose his balance. Megan tightened her mouth around him as tight as she could and Lupin let out a scream. He convulsed and thrust a few more times before he exploded. Megan drank down his essence and kept up her pace until every drop was gone. Lupin had slowed his pace to a stop. He pulled away from Megan and collapsed on the rug beside her. Megan used wandless magic and flew a glass of water over to drink from while Lupin recovered.

"Where did you learn to do that?" Lupin finally muttered.

"I heard plenty of girls talk about it, I have read about it, but until recently I never knew I could. It's not that hard actually." She shrugged.

"Well, not anymore." Lupin laughed.

"No. I took care of that, I guess." Megan laid back down on the floor and laughed heartily.

Lupin reached over and slipped a hand between Megan's thighs, a finger pushing inside her. Megan's laugh died in her throat as a sigh passed her lips. She opened her legs wider to allow Lupin more access. Her sighs became loud moans as Lupin added a second finger and rubbed her nub with his thumb in fast, hard circles. Hips thrusting up off the floor to meet his hand, Megan's moans became heavy panting and incoherent sounds of pleasure. Lupin leaned over Megan and locked his lips with hers as he felt her body hit a climax, spasming and shaking. Her screams of pleasure were lost in their kiss. Finally, after a few more thrusts and flicks if his thumb which made Megan cry out again, Lupin pulled away from her body. He sat with his back leaning against the chair he had started in with a satisfied smile on his face. Megan turned a slightly flushed face towards Lupin and smiled, too.

"I think it's my turn to say 'Where did you learn to do that?'"

"Oh, a man never kisses and tells."

Megan sighed stretched her arms above her head happily.

"What are those?" Lupin exclaimed.

"What?" Megan asked.

Lupin reached over and grabbed one of Megan's wrists. Megan sat up, pulling her arm away from Lupin. She quickly stood, grabbing her wand. After using a cleaning spell, Megan pulled her clothing back on and began to straighten her hair. Lupin stood and adjusted his pants.

"You know what. What is on your wrists? You did not have those yesterday and I know Isabella was in no condition to give you any new tattoos. Besides they feel like pure magic to me."

Megan ran her fingers through her hair and would not look at Lupin.

"It's nothing, really. Can we let it go?"

Lupin walked out of the room and returned moments later fully dressed. He called for a House Elf who appeared immediately.

"Please inform Professor Snape to meet us in Dumbledore's office immediately." Lupin announced.

The elf nodded and disappeared.

"Let's go." Lupin grabbed Megan's arm and began to drag her out the door despite her protests.

"It's really early. Can't we bother the Headmaster with this later? It's nothing, truly." Megan tried as she struggled to keep up.

Lupin ignored her all the way to the Headmaster's office. He gave the password and they ascended the moving stairs quickly. In his office was the Headmaster, who upon seeing them enter put down his morning coffee and adjusted his spectacles.

"Good morning Megan and Remus. What seems to be the matter?"

"Yes, what is all the commotion about Lupin. It had better be important to get me up at 7:30 in the morning." Snape announced as he strode into the Headmasters office. "Good morning, my love." Snape said with half a smile and kissed Megan's cheek.

"Good morning, Severus." Megan said weakly.

"I have a very good reason, Severus. I assure you. Megan show them." Lupin commanded.

"Show what?" Megan said.

"You know what. Don't play games when this could be serious. Show them."

"It nothing! Let it go, Remus!"

"Megan, what is he referring to? What is the matter?" Snape asked anxiously.

"Nothing."

"Child, do not hold anything back. You should know by now that anything can happen with this curse. Please do as Remus asks." Dumbledore advised.

"This is ridiculous! Remus is overreacting!"

"Fine!" Lupin snarled and grabbed both of Megan's sleeves, pulling them back to the elbow.

"Hey!" Megan tried to pull away but Snape grabbed Megan's forearms and stared in wonder.

The silver and white roses along with their bright green stems glimmered in the early winter sunlight. A slight haze almost surrounded Megan's wrists. When Severus ran a finger over one wrist it glowed for a moment, the marks coming to life. He pulled away from them, blinking in astonishment and horror.

"When did these appear, Megan?"

"Severus, it's nothing."

"Megan," Snape's voice became instantly his cold, serious professor's voice. "I shall repeat, when did these appear?"

"Early this morning. I fell asleep and dreamed of my mother. When I awoke I had these."

Dumbledore had walked over and was examining Megan's wrists. After gesturing with his wand, his wand tip turned blue. He sighed.

"This is not good. Not good at all." He tsked and shook his head.

"What does this mean, Headmaster? It was just a dream. My mother gave these as a token that the dream was real. They are a good thing." Megan glanced around at the three men for reassurance but got none.

Lupin was leaning on the desk looking angry. Snape was staring at the far wall almost in shock. Dumbledore sighed and sat down.

"What? Somebody tell me something!" Megan yelled in frustration.

"It is a bad omen, my love." Snape said without looking at Megan.

"But how? We are doing everything right!" Lupin slammed his fist down on the desk.

"You have been touched by the World of the Spirits, my child." Dumbledore said sadly.

"So?" Megan asked impatiently.

Snape turned back to her and held Megan's face between his hands.

"If someone is touch by the World of the Spirits it means only one of two things: you will come close to death or you will die."

Megan let out a whimper and sank to the floor in shock with Snape still holding onto her.

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