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Unlikely Heroes: Fallen feathers, mirrored scales	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 27618 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Unlikely Heroes: Fallen feathers, mirrored scales

Pairing: Future DracoxHarry

Fandom: Harry Potter

Summary: A side fic with vignettes that should give insight into characters in my Unlikely Heroes story.

Notes: I know this title isn't as epic as that of StarlightxMassacre's Rise of the Dracken: The Scaled bits but I did my best. This is not quite a side fic but will show parts of the story that didn't make it into the main story line for whatever reasons. Hopefully this is answer questions or fill in gaps.

This side fic is dedicated to one of my favorite reviewers: Child of the sea96

A/N: this takes place just after Sirius I took the Tonks to his home at Grimpond. His home is sometimes called Grimpond Manor- it gets its name from the Blacks' former name Grimaldi. They were transplanted from France. It is sometimes called Black Manor as well so don't be too exasperated if I switch it up.

Chapter 17- At Grimpound/Black Manor

December 2, 1994

Elijah saw his Bondmate off; it was relaxing to have the place to himself. Being the partner of the King of their race was both an honour and a burden. He took it seriously and did anything he could to make like easier for Sirius.

Summoning house elves he asked after his guests.

Dora was still in a healing trance.

While her parents were expected to wake within the hour.

His Bondmate’s namesake was apparently up and raging.

Elijah sighed, “Tell him to meet me in the morning room.” It was where he partook his breakfast every morning.

He sat down to eat, choosing a bowl of fruit.

His great, great grand nephew by law or something like that burst in, “Who are you? Where am I? I’m an Auror! You can’t just kidnap me!”

Elijah calmly spread apricot preserves on his toast, “Don’t be dramatic. I didn’t kidnap you. You’re at Grimpound Manor also known as Black Manor. You’ve been taken in for your protection.”

The young man looked dumbfounded and them petulant, “Protection? Bah! I’m an Auror.”

“So is your cousin and she was nearly killed last night.” Elijah said sternly, he’d raised over two-dozen children. This was a spoilt brat.

“Annie’s daughter? What happened?”

“She was following that prideful arrogant individual Dumbledore. He laid a trap and she flew into it. Now she’s hanging to life by a thread. Her parents are beside themselves.”

“Dumbledore wouldn’t harm a child.”

“Indeed? Explain if you will why he forced abortions on students against their will, allowed persons such as you to torment other students, sent abused children back to their homes and other incidents. I believe he’s stolen from your godson’s vault.”

“Probably taken to cover Harry’s care.”

Elijah laughed, “You are stubborn, in my Bondmate it’s endearing but in you it’s irritating.”

“Send me home then.” The man pouted.

“I have orders to keep you inside.”

“Orders?”

Elijah sighed, “I am subordinate to my husband. He said you are to stay inside…”

“How can you submit yourself to another man?”

Elijah winced, “Because he saved me…”

Sirius III sneered, “Saved you? Saved you from what?”

Elijah glared, “From a fate worse then death I assure you. It is something I would prefer not to speak of. So pardon me. You are welcome to join me for breakfast. I hope your cousins Andromeda and Edwin will join us soon. As for Nymphadora I have it on very good authority that she should rest. I’ll send for my son Eli later to check on her.”

“Eli?” Sirius III asked contemptuously.

“My firstborn. I have born Sirius fifteen children.” Elijah said proudly.

Sirius III yelped, “Fifteen? How?”

Elijah laughed, “The usual way, need I tell you how children are procreated? For someone who is held to have been a playboy in his youth I sincerely doubt that you have no knowledge of such things.”

His mate’s namesake looked a trifle ill, “Really do keep such information to yourself.”

Elijah shrugged, “I would take no more pleasure hearing about your sexual exploits then your would mine. Eat. You’re ate poorly for a good many years and could use some fattening up.”

The young man, for he was much younger then Elijah set about to eat still grumbling about being held against his will.

XoooooX

Andromeda found Ted in the small dining room with her odious cousin and great something uncle in law she supposed. She nodded, “Good morning.”

The no doubt far older but still youthful young man inclined his head graciously, “How are you Madam? My son said he would look in on your daughter when I firecalled him this morning. I didn’t get a chance to ask how she was. My Sirius bustled him out quickly.”

“She’s recovering. Yet he chose to keep her in the healing coma.” Andromeda said biting her lip.

“My name is Elijah Jackson. I’m pleased to make your acquaintance. I wish it had been under more pleasant circumstances.”

Andromeda took a seat and dished up a plate of breakfast, “I’m normally up earlier…” she said by way of apology.

Elijah waved a hand dismissively, “It’s quite alright. I understand completely. When my youngest Davina was attacked I was so distraught that my beloved had to sedate me.”

Sirius III snorted, “It seems your Bondmate has a hero complex.”

Elijah glared, “I’ll have you know you odious man that I ripped that monster to pieces.”

Ted cast a silencing charm on his wife’s cousin. “What happened?”

“He was potioneer and decided that my daughter should be pieced out and sold to the highest bidder due to her Chuvash inheritance.” Elijah said quietly, “Although he had changed his mind and was trying to sell her into prostitution. The youngest child of the King of the Chuvash a prostitute? I arrived to hear him fire-calling someone about it.” His hands shimmered with a glamour, but blood dripped from his clenched hands.

Ted patted his hand gently, “You saved her and that’s to be commended. I’d have done the same for Dora.”

Andromeda nodded, finishing chewing her sausage before adding, “As would I.”

Elijah coughed, “Prostitution ought to be banned. Especially child prostitution.”

Ted’s eyes narrowed at that, he glanced at Andromeda.

Andromeda noticed the brief flash of pain in the man’s eyes. “Let’s eat and then we can discuss things past. We can send my cousin to shift for himself for amusement.”

After Andromeda finished her breakfast Elijah retired to his study, taking her and Ted in his wake.

“I don’t know why you wish to speak of things that are past.” Elijah said stiffly.

Ted took a seat, “It still affects you, I’m a mind healer and I can see.”

Elijah sighed, “I thought it was all behind me until my daughter was kidnapped and I heard his plans for her.”

Ted latched onto that, “Behind you?”

Elijah smiled sadly, “My Sirius has not mentioned how we met?”

Andromeda shook her head, “Should he have?”

Elijah shook his head, “I suppose not. It’s not a subject for polite company.”

Ted smiled, “Well, we’re not company. We’re family though not close family. We are both healers in our own fields. Now anything you tell us would be in confidence.”

Elijah sighed, “My parents were murdered by a rogue band of Irish wizards who were xenophobic. My parents were American. I had a condition that mixed up letters so I couldn’t read. My family wrote me off as a squib. When the Irish Ministry, for this was before they consolidated by a year, discovered me. Since that I had never been school and owned no wand I was declared a squib and they washed their hands of me. I was nearly sixteen, an orphan and was about to be tossed into the Wizarding world.”

Andromeda’s heart was touched, “You poor thing.”

Elijah swallowed, “I wasn’t taken to a Muggle orphanage. The ministry worker charged with it took me to a dreary, dirty place called Knockturn Alley.”

Ted and Andromeda sucked in a horrified breath.

“I was sold to the proprietor of Cockerel. He was shortly to have an auction of young boys and despite my age I was pretty and would fetch a nice price. I was there for nearly a week; I was cleaned and instructed how to please a man sexually. We were being trained how to be sex slaves to rich wizards. The night before the auction was my birthday. I work up in pain; I had come into my inheritance. I found I could now read. I had no wand but I remembered how to makes messes vanish and made the blood disappear.”

Andromeda asked quietly, “Blood?”

Elijah nodded, “You see if our wings are forced from our bodies we bleed. As we get older the change is easier and unless we are in a rage or overwhelmed with lust it rarely hurts nor do we bleed when our wings emerge. I was tattooed with a number,” he paused to rub the inside of his left wrist, “we were to be brought onto the stage. My Sirius wasn’t there to buy anyone. He heard of Cockerel as a place where men who like men congregated. So it was. They also ran some prostitutes out of it as well as had auctions. Sirius arrived; he’d recently become Head of his family his father having died as soon as he graduated. He was recognized and admitted without protest. I’d managed somehow to create a glamour to hide my scales for I was to be auctioned naked. We stood on the stage. Our bodies were thoroughly examined, our mouths, our hair was checked for lice, our nipples pinched, more then a few,” he flushed, “fondled us. They were allowed to spread our arse cheeks and poke us there. Sirius says he noticed my glamour and with concentration saw through it. He grabbed my arm, dragged me off the stage to the auctioneer and offered him any price he wanted.”

Elijah swallowed, “I cost him five thousand Galleons to keep me off the auction block. He wrapped me in his cloak and carried me to Twilfitt and Tatting's. He said I’d been robbed and needed clothing. They dressed me in nicer clothes then I’d ever seen much less owned and then brought me here. He took me to his rooms. I was frightened. He told me he knew what I was. I laughed and said I was a squib. He corrected me and taught me how to be a Chuvash. He ordered the house elves to be silent about me. He taught me how to use magic, he even sent for Gregorovich to make me a wand. I worshiped him. He’d saved me, fed, clothed me and treated me like a person. I would have welcomed his advances and yet he made none. One night I was so hard it hurt. I whispered his name over and over…I was just past sixteen and a half. He came to me and for nearly a week he taught me what pleasure was. Not long after he discovered I’d conceived and he decided to disappear. He closed off the manor. That was over a hundred years ago I think. He was eighteen and I was sixteen, we’ve been very happy here.”

Ted nodded, “So he saved you from being bought by someone cruel and taught you how to be a wizard?”

Elijah smiled, “Yes, I still am very grateful for everything he’s done for me. I only wish there was something I could do to repay him.”

Andromeda gave him a pained smile, “You’ve given him how many children?”

Elijah grinned, “I’ve given birth to fifteen. Twelve of which lived to adulthood though I have four miscarriages. I love all my children. Three girls and nine boys, all extremely bright…”

Ted nodded, “All the more precious because how much you love their sire.”

Andromeda sniffed, “Having lost two babies myself I can understand how the ones who lived to adulthood would be more precious.”

Ted squeezed her hand; “I saved you too in my own way.”

Andromeda snickered, “From a fate worse then death, from being Bonded to Lucius who was in love with Severus.”

“Lucius?”

Andromeda nodded, “The current Lord Malfoy, my aunt and his father wished for us to be Bonded and thus to unite our families.”

“Bonded? What is this?” Elijah asked curious.

Ted blinked. “A legal contract between two persons or sometimes more, considering that Remus will be joining Severus and Lucius in a legal Triad.”

Andromeda took up the train of thought, “It usually had to do with settlements, vaults, bride prices and dowries.”

Elijah was thoughtful, “I’d never heard of Bonding, I went into heat and we mated. That’s always been enough for me. I’m merely Sirius’ consort….”

Andromeda said quickly, “If you’re introduced to purebloods, don’t admit to bearing children outside of a legal Bonding. Besides you must introduce yourself as Elijah Black. Otherwise you’ll be treated as his whore.”

Elijah paled, “You don’t think…”

Andromeda held up her hand, “I’m sure it was an oversight on his part. You were both young after all. Now put it out your head, he seems to honestly care for you and sings your praises from what I’ve heard.”

Elijah stared at her before letting out a sigh of relief, “You ease my mind about it…”

“That’s my Annie. She’s got the best bedside manner when she likes.”

“I’m a task driver when it comes to tutoring.” Annie said stiffly.

Ted chuckled, “I remember…she’s sexy when she’s authoritative.”

Elijah coughed, “I’ll just take your word for that. You’re welcome to enjoy the delights of the conservatory, our library, ride or visit the music room. ”

Ted rose and bowed, “I’ll explore the library. Perhaps I can find something interesting. I may al check out the conservatory. I have my own garden you see.”

Andromeda spoke up quietly, “Might I have my paints and canvases brought over from Lavender Vale?”

Elijah nodded, “You paint? My daughter Gloria does, she paints either on the lawn or in the Solarium.”

“Thank you Elijah.” Annie said quietly.

“I’ve owled the hospital to inform them that you were to be out until further notice. I do hope that’s alright.”

The Tonks nodded.

They could only hope that their daughter would recover…

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?

A/N:Sorry it's taken so long to update. I've got a summer job of sorts that leaves me bone and brain weary when i arrive home between eleven and midnight. I hope you enjoy it.
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