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Memoirs of Fate	By : TragicBackstory Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 23587 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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I stood at the foot of the bed, admiring my handiwork.

Pansy was a wreck, laying flat on her back, covered in sweat and…fluids. Laying on her arm and curled up tight was now a protectively hugging Colin. The girl had been his doorway into sleeping with me, at least via proxy. I’d had the middle name conversation with him once it was all said and done, and let him mull it over. Colin Sherman Creevy was going a mile a minute in his mind as I laid out the possibilities, the two of us clinging desperately as the last of our loads fought for internal space in the dazed and semi-conscious pug-princess of Slytherin.

I could tell just by the look on his face; I’d be balls deep in “Sherry” before yule break was over.

Pulling my pants up and zipping them I left them to relax on the couch and return my book to the library; well, My library that is. Hermione had insisted that we have one. When I asked if that was a complete declaration that she would be living in my home as one of my kept women she nearly went faint with embarrassment.

Each of the rooms were coming along nicely, and I passed door after door of what I now knew were private quarters of my most trusted friends and lovers. Aunt Eri/Uncle Sirius and Remus with their mistress. Oddly, Millie and Susan… and now Lavender had decided to all move into one room and share a bed. By Merlin I could not wait for that sleepover.

It was the ‘guest room’ I was interested in though.

The one all the way at the end, and furthest from the exit. Of all the silly things, it was behind a portcullis raised up into the ceiling. Hermione and Daphne assured me that elf magic was the only kind allowed to apparate around here, so it was functional.

Raising the second portcullis directly over the door, I turned the knob and stepped inside.

The four people sitting on the center couch did NOT look happy to see me. Dobby had outdone himself with the restraints. A bit in the mouth wrapped up around the head, large cuffs covered in runes connected by only a single chain link at the hands and feet. If anything they looked more mad at their company than their being hogtied.

“Molly, Lucius, Arthur, Narcissa… it’s good to finally meet everyone in the same room”

I sat down in the chair across from them in the black and red wallpapered room with its grey carpet and fireplace unlit. It was made to look like some shitty pureblood mansion to throw people off.

The group grunted and sneered in equal measure, though some played it off as confused.

“So…let’s get this out of the way. Lucius you have literally been trying to bring Voldemort back and try to kill me, repeatedly.” I shrugged as he continued to glare. “Narcissa… you are sadly guilty by association. You’re actually here for a separate reason.”

This made Lucius look over curiously as everyone looked around.

“Arthur you’re much the same… you kind of got dragged into this.” I sighed, “And Molly…. Where do I begin? Your plot with Ginny to love potion me….” I cocked and eyebrow as I saw her start to panic. “Stealing from my vaults using my key Dumbledore entrusted to you… being an insufferable bitch to the people I care–”

Arthur at that point sat up, muffling loudly into his gag.

“It’s the truth Arthur. Granted, I’m the one who had Daphne and Draco spread the rumor that Hermione was dating both Krum and Myself–” I stopped when Lucius glanced at me curiously. “Oh, your son is one of my best friends now.” I smiled at him sweetly. “He’s my spymaster and a double agent…not unlike Snape who is working for Dumbledore.” I could see the condescension in his eyes so I pressed. “You do realize Voldemort broke his promise, and killed the woman he loved? If I would ever trust anything about Snape… it would be his ability to hold a grudge and get revenge.” The man’s eyes went wide in realization, and I knew I’d won his internal debate.

I glanced over at Molly who was raising both her hands softly to get attention. Getting up, I walked over and slowly started pulling the bit-gags off of everyone gently, fully prepared to stuff them right back in.

“So..why are we here?”

“To swear a life debt to me.” The scoff from Malfoy was so loud I thought he was eating his gag.

“Potter, always with the–”

“Shut the fuck up you limp dicked inbred.”

Everyone kind of blinked at me, so I sat back in my chair and kept going.

“SO…the people who do not swear a life debt… will not leave this room… ever.”

“You cannot be serious.” Malfoy rolled his eyes, and I leaned on my knees to elbows and steepled my fingers.

“When was the last time you saw the Bulstrodes?” My question made him thoughtful, then wide eyed, but he said no more.

“Millicent is a kind hearted young girl, and she will be head of her house come winter Wizengamut…” I watched them all grow worried, “and thanks to what is growing in her belly, I’ll be Regent.” THAT made everyone go stiff.

“What is it you want?”

“Honestly?” I turned to Narcissa, “I want to make everything better.” this got a chuckle form Lucius, “If you all join the organization I will cure Lucius and Bellatrix conditions–”

“Bella–”

“Condition?”

Nacrissa and Arthur both spoke up at the same time, and everyone looked at each other.

“I know for a fact why Arthur and Narcissa can’t look each other in the eyes…” I smiled as the other two grew stern, “Hogwarts is a fun time in our lives… no regrets. I also know the real reason Lucius put the Imperio on Arthur….” I saw them both grow more wide eyed. “Why Lucius took extra long lunches from work during the last half of the war… why Arthur never went home for his…” I saw Narcissa’s eyes go wide and her mouth fall open as she glanced over at a nervous looking set of husbands and a redhead woman who wanted to crawl into the couch and die. “...and why Ginny is built so differently from all her brothers. She has Nymphamora Dermetica; I could take her to St. Mungo’s right now and get her diagnosed. It’s why she had birthmarks all over the webbing of her fingers. Her mother got pregnant while heavily dosed on love potion and fertility potion. ”

You could have heard a pin drop.

“I don’t know what you’re implying–” Lucius shut up at the glare from his wife.

Arthur was shaking with rage. I could see his fists solid white in his lap.

“SO I’m going to fix all this. Well, not Ginny; the poor girl will spend her entire life easily aroused.” I smiled helpfully, “and all you have to do is sign the papers I hand you. I took said forms off the table and handed them to Lucius.

“These are blank.” He said it like I was supposed to care, and looking up into my eyes he recognized that he was defeated.

“You know, funny story…” I supplied as he began signing, “did you know your son being mean to me in our first year is the only reason I’m not in slytherin?” They all looked up at that. “True story, I begged the hat with everything in me not to go into the same house.”

I stopped talking when Lucius handed the pen to his wife only to grab his chest like he was having a seizure.

“Give it a second, its a very deep magic.” I smiled at the other three who were watching him act like he was about to die before settling.

“You can’t be serious.” He gaped at me, looking down at his form now interwoven with my demands.

“That’s actually my uncle.” I held out my hand like a claw and his eyes bugged out as he watched the inky black orb fly out of his chest to hover between us. “But let’s get you fixed.”

For the next three minutes, I used my off hand like a scraper, gripping the oily black substance all over the image of the core in front of me to scrape it off. Each pass of my hand was met with near screeching through his teeth as the man watched me work, and I barely noticed Arthur set the set of documents in my lap.

When I was done, the orb was a soft dull copper gold, still carrying a few veins of black across its surface like it was dipped in ink quickly. Lucius was a panting wreck.

“What….did you….do?” He was so out of breath… the man was going to need to start working out.

“Using Dark magic leaves a taint on your core. It affects your health, your mind, your mood, your fertility and virility…” I saw comprehension dawn on his face and I nodded. “Now let’s check on Mrs. Malfoy just in case. I’d hate for you all to start this relationship off with a handicap.”

“What?” Molly spoke up curiously watching the less than completely golden orb float out of Narcissa’s chest as I began to clean it off. “What do you mean relationship?”

“Narcissa was apparently Arthur’s play-toy at Hogwarts,” I didn’t bother looking up from my work, “and Molly and Lucius have a daughter together. Then you have the marriages as they are and will remain.” I added that last bit raising my eyebrow without looking up. “Tomorrow morning you’re all going to wake up naked in the same bed. I imagine this will be educational.”

I finally looked up, into faces that thought I was insane.

“Harry there is no way we can just….” Arthur was still glaring daggers.

“Well,” I replied diplomatically, “You could all share a bed, or I could split you up for the night and you could come back together in the morning knowing you’ve slept with each other’s partners privately.” I glanced at a sick faced Lucius. “I wonder if you’re anything like Hermione’s says Draco is like in bed.”

That got everyone’s jaw to drop. I was rather proud of myself.

“H-harry, are you and… Ginny…”

I put my hand on Mrs. Weasley, god I couldn’t stop calling her that even after several alternate lifetime decades, to try and figure out how to be diplomatic.

“Yes? And No.” She looked confused. “I mean I was her first, but Neville is rather rough these days with his fiance, so I don’t spend as much–”

“Neville?” Arthur’s voice was hard.

“Yeah, the two are expecting his heir by the begin–”

I didn’t get to finish, Molly fell out with a thump.

“Right. Well. I’ll let you all deal with that and each other. As a note; you are some of my oldest wolves, but not the only ones. I’ll introduce you to the rest of the pack later. You’re not allowed to hurt each other, and you’re not allowed to force anything… but I expect you to bury the hatchet on some old issues. Oh shit, I almost forgot.”

I watched the curiosity turn to horror on Lucius face as I pointed at him with my hand in the shape of a claw and started to turn it. Everyone stared horror struck as the buttons popped on the front of that expensive shirt before the heap of gasping platinum blond hair hit the floor.

“You can change back if the two of you are done by the time Molly wakes up.” I glanced at Arthur, who was staring back and forth between us. “I need you to remember something, very carefully.” I pointed at Lucius sitting on…her feet. “That is not the person who cucked you and put a baby in your wife… be nice to her. And you’re not allowed to get her pregnant.” I started walking towards the door.

“If you’re anything like your son, losing her virginity to that bloody thing will be more than enough punishment for good old Lucy.”
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