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A/N: What will be in store next for our Beauty and the Beast
couple while everything that’s going on with Harry and Severus? Tune in to find
out.
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I’M A SLAVE FOR YOU
“No, I don’t know what you’re
talking about. You can just stay in that bloody castle of gloom of yours.”
Remus
stopped in his tracks as he heard Sirius seemingly arguing with someone. He had
just went down to the kitchen to get donuts and barbecue sauce (Draco’s recent
food craving) and got himself a snack in the process when he heard the
commotion in Sirius’ study. Against his better judgment, he put the food aside
and peeked in to see he was talking to.
To his shock, he saw that Sirius was
actually entertaining a firecall and the person he
was talking to was no other than Lucius Malfoy, his former Master! Sirius, as usual, had a bottle
in his hand and was pacing up and down the room, while Lucius
in the firecall looked like his usual cold and angry
self. Luckily, Remus was standing at a position where
he could not be seen by either of them, so he used that advantage to listen in
some more.
“I know you’re having him in your
custody, Black,” Lucius growled. “Snape
was supposed to have him, but now he doesn’t and will not tell whom he passed
him on to, and I heard whisperings about my son coming in and out of your
house. Give him to me and I will forget this conversation had ever taken
place.”
“And they say I’m the drunk one,”
Sirius chortled as he took a swig off the bottle. “Listen here, Malfoy. You have no evidence whatsoever of me keeping your
son here. Whatever you heard, you heard wrong. You know I would never have any
interest in meddling with your family affairs, and besides if I really had him,
you think I would keep him here and not tell you? What kind of a moron you
think I am? Now buzz off!”
“This is not over, Black! Once I get
my things straightened out, I will come here for my son, and I’ll bring the
whole cavalry with me!”
“Yeah, yeah, go suck some balls, why
don’t ya? And say hi to Cissy
at Azkaban for me.”
With that, Sirius ended the firecall without giving Lucius
the chance to have the last say before taking another swig at the bottle. After
a few gulps, he burped and turned towards the direction of where Remus was eavesdropping.
“Hey, get outta
there, mutt! I know you’re there!”
Remus knew
there was no point hiding. He stepped out of his position and glared at him,
his fists clenched.
“Are you planning to give Drake up
to his father if he shows up here, Master Black?”
“And what’s it to you?” Sirius
cocked a brow, daring him to do anything stupid. “It’s not like he’s my son or
anything. I never wanted him here in the first place.”
“No, you will not touch him,” Remus stepped up closer to Sirius, in which Sirius shoved
the half-wolf with the bottle.
“Watch who you’re
talking to, you half-breed mutt! Who are you to talk me down like that?”
“I don’t care if you are the Grand
Wizard Merlin himself; I will not let you hurt him! He is my Master and the
mother of my cubs, not to mention your own nephew by blood!”
“Unfortunately so.
Never liked him anyway. If it weren’t for that bloody Snivellus, I wouldn’t be in this mess.”
“Then honour
your agreement with Master Snape at least!”
“Oh, you got such cheek, don’t you?
I swear Drake spoils you too much…”
While they were arguing, Draco, on
the other hand, was wondering why Remus took so long
to get his craving snack. He got off his desk and went downstairs to
investigate, only to see the snacks set aside on the table near the staircase,
but no Remus in sight. He took one and nibbled at it
before hearing muffled squabbles from Sirius’ study and went over to hear that
it was a heated conversation between Sirius and Remus.
He wanted to go over to stop it, but something they said stopped in his tracks.
“I will send him away when that day
comes.”
S…Send
me away? Draco thought. Remus wants to send me
away? Where?
“Oh, that’s rich. The day you send
him away will be the day I’ll buy you a prostitute.”
Sirius
is buying him a prostitute? Draco gasped inwardly, failing to notice the
hint of sarcasm in Sirius’ voice.
“Yeah, well, having a prostitute is
probably better than having him around!”
Oh
god… Draco thought in horror, not knowing that the ‘him’ Remus meant was Lucius. He doesn’t love me. He doesn’t care. He
doesn’t see me as a person at all!
Against his better judgment, Draco
sneaked out through the back door with angry tears in his eyes to the forest
that was beyond the Black estate. He knew Sirius had once warned him never to
set foot into that forest because it was beyond his borders and far from his
jurisdiction of wealth, and that the forest was much worse than the Forbidden
Forest in Hogwarts, but it could have been the usual drunken babble Sirius was
so infamous for. Besides, the only thing he could think of was to get away from
Remus and fast, and he couldn’t be bothered that he
was running in his pregnant state. All he wanted to do right now was to escape,
to not look at Remus’ face and not wanting to hear
the brutal truth of Remus telling him that he
preferred a woman, and a used woman at that, over him, and while he was running
deeper and deeper into the forest, Remus and Sirius
were still getting at each other’s throat.
“One more word out of you,
half-breed mutt, and I will make that damn firecall
right now and make Lucius drag the both of you out by
the balls!” Sirius growled and finished his drink. “Like I said, if it weren’t
for Snivellus, I would’ve told on you guys just now
and be rid of you both! Now get out of my study, and don’t you dare try to
question or raise your voice at me!”
Remus
quickly dodged as Sirius threw the empty bottle at him to prove his point.
Seeing that Sirius had spoken his mind, he thought it wise not to tempt fate
anymore and nodded curtly when Sirius demanded him to get him another drink
before leaving the room. After telling Paprika to get Sirius’ drink, he brought
the snacks upstairs and was about to apologize for being late and come up with
an excuse only to see that Draco was not at his desk. He initially assumed that
Draco had gone to the bathroom, but after about 15 minutes of him not showing
up, he started getting worried. It was when he checked the empty bathroom that
he realized his little Master was gone.
He ran all around the house, asking
everyone, even Paprika, but there was no sign of him. The hired help made a
double search and combed the whole Black estate but still they couldn’t find
him. Draco was nowhere to be found and it was getting dark, and Remus started to feel the worse for him and the cubs.
Again, Paprika, who was the only one who dared to scream and drag Sirius out of
his drunken mess, forced the fool to get out of his study and begged him for
help.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, can’t I have a
little bit of peace and quiet without either of you messing it up?!”
“Master Black, please!” Paprika
whined in her usual thick Spanish accent. “Young Master Malfoy
is missing! You must help to find
him, please~!”
“No way am I helping to look for
someone he lost!” Sirius snapped,
glaring harshly at Remus who was already looking like
a mess over the loss of his little beloved.
“Please, Master Black, please~!”
Paprika begged, then leaned over to whisper in Sirius’ ear, “If you do this, I
will give you an all-nighter. You haven’t done me in a very, very long time, have you? I will give it
to you, everything. I will strip off my title as personal slave and be your
regular sex slave for one night. OK, Master Black?”
Sirius hesitated as he looked at the
pleading face of Paprika. He could just let Draco disappear and rot to hell for
all he care and be done with his predicament of blackmail from Severus and
possibly arrest from the Ministry for harbouring a
fugitive, or he could forgo his pride and help look for Draco to be rewarded
with full blown sex with his favourite slave. Leave Drake to rot or wild sex tonight…?
Leave Drake to rot or wild sex tonight…? Sirius’ two state of mind fought
for dominance.
Guess which one won.
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Draco ran until he didn’t know where
he was. He was surrounded by trees, trees and more trees and as he went deeper
and deeper without realizing it. As Sirius had described, the trees around him
look creepier and more sinister than Hogwarts’ Forbidden Forest, and its
branches looked like they were reaching out to grab him. The blonde soon
realized his stupidity, but he was still too proud and angry at Remus to call for help. He thought he heard something move
to the side of him, but a wind blew, making the boy sneeze from the chill.
“Ah, is the poor little thing
getting sick?”
Draco spun round to see a man in
tattered clothes coming out. He had wild unkempt hair that was starting to
bald, with sallow skin and hungry canine-looking eyes. In fact, his facial features
looked almost canine and his teeth looked like they could tear a buffalo’s skin
right off the animal itself. He was a little hunched and was moving on all
fours despite being human. Draco cringed at the sight of him.
“Who…Who are you…?”
“You really should not be out here,”
the man said in a deep, raspy voice as he circled him, licking his lips. “A bit
older than I like but still you look…tasty and,” he sniffed at him for a
second, “you are with cubs! Mmm…Three for the price
of one! This is my lucky day.”
“K-K-Keep away
from me and my babies, you maniac!” Draco backed away as the man
advanced slowly towards him, shaking like a leaf and almost tripped.
“Don’t worry. I won't hurt
you…much.”
Finally it made Draco scream as he
tried to make a run for it. The man gave chase, surprisingly moving faster
running on all fours. The young blonde could almost swear that he could feel
his breath at his heels. There had been a few times he could almost feel the
man snapping his jaws at his legs like a hungry predator to its prey, but the
final blow was dealt with the man swiping his hand at Draco’s ankles to make
him fall. Luckily, the thick dead leaves on the ground lessen the impact, lest
the fall caused a miscarriage.
“Like I said, little thing,” the man
said as a soft rumble escaped his throat. “You really should not be out here.”
The man was about to lunge down and
take a bite off him when he suddenly went flying back against a tree by an
impact. Draco looked up to see a huge black dog wrestling with him, both of
them trying to deal damages on each other, while a pair of familiar, strong
arms wrapped around him and brought him close to an even more familiar broad
chest. He did not need to turn around to see to know that those arms and that
chest belonged to Remus. Soon, the huge black dog
subdued the man by putting its weight on his back and biting tightly at the
nape of his neck, and both of them gave each other a sort of growling
competition, which of course, the black dog didn’t balk.
“Don’t you dare touch my mate and my
cubs,” Remus growled as well, glaring down at the
man.
“Ah, a fellow wolf, even though
you’re only half of it,” the man chuckled despite being in the mercy of the
black dog’s teeth. “Such a pleasure to see you, kindred.
Hard to come by. But as we both can see, he may have
your scent and carrying your cubs, but he does not have your marking on his
neck.”
“Like that would stop you.”
For a moment, Draco felt as if he
was some sort of piece of meat fought over by two predators, but his heart told
him to hold his tongue and let the scene unfold.
“I was just looking for an afternoon
snack, kindred. Why so serious?” the man tried to reason with Remus without getting himself decapitated. “You know our
kind just as much as I do. We need to feed.”
“Then go find some 9 year old to
feed on, kindred,” Remus spat, pulling Draco closer and stroking his hair
comfortingly, assuring him that he was in control of the situation now. “You
know that despite these forests being your territory, once a wolf claims a
mate, any attempts of hurting a wolf’s mate is to break a wolf’s pact and
trespass a wolf’s territory. Right now, he is my mate and the ground he walks on
is his territory, making it mine. Now leave now and I will forget you ever
tried to hurt him. Stay and I will kill you.”
A staring contest ensued between Remus and the man for a full 5 minutes, with growling in between,
before the man managed to wriggle his way out of the black dog’s jaws and growl
warningly at it, daring it to come closer. He then glared at Draco held close
in Remus’ arms and spat at the ground.
“Sentimental fools for kindred. Why
do I even try?”
With that, the man ran on all fours
again back into the depths of the forest without turning back. Once the man was
gone, the black dog stood up and slowly morphed to reveal a naked Sirius Black.
Remus quickly took off his robes and tossed it over
to Sirius to wear as he carried Draco bridal style.
“S…Sirius…?” Draco breathed in
shock, surprised to see an Animagus firsthand. “Wh…What
are you doing here…? H…How did you find me…?”
“Yeah, you’re welcome too, Drake,”
Sirius rolled his eyes as he walked beside Remus
while the latter used his nose to navigate their way out of the forest. “You’re
lucky two noses are better than one to track you in this forest. The trees
itself can mask the freshest of scents, and you don’t call me an Animagus for nothing. I thought I told you never to come in
here, that in here is worse than being in the
Forbidden Forest. How can you be so stupid? I swear you’ve got your father’s
dumb blonde genes. Always gallivanting towards things that don’t concern you
and always being the blundering fool who thinks the world revolves around you.
Why do I even bother…”
“Not my fault I can’t take you
seriously because you are always talking drunk!” Draco snapped impatiently,
cutting him off.
“The reason,” Sirius scolded, ignoring that remark, “why this forest is
beyond my jurisdiction is because my ancestors made a pact with the original
werewolf pack to let them have access to this forest in exchange for the
werewolf pack’s wealth they have accumulated before they were turned. The
original werewolf pack were once noblemen and aristocrats who forgone their
wealth to pursue a freer, more savage life, probably because they were tired of
their successors always wanting to fight for their inheritance. They couldn’t
find real werewolves to turn them because they were hard to find due to the
Ministry in olden days who practiced the ‘shoot to kill’—as Muggles
would put it—on them, so they donned themselves with full body suits of wolves’
skin from head to toe and started behaving like a friggin’
psycho. According to the Ancient Magic of Merlin, that was the true and only
way to turn into a werewolf without having to be bitten by one. It may or may
not work on Muggles, but for wizards and witches with
full magical capabilities, it is very potent.”
“How so?”
Draco raised a brow, feeling a little out of sorts seeing this intellectual
side of Sirius when he’s sober.
“Without using your wand for a
certain long period of time and nowhere to release all that power, the body
will counteract by assimilating itself to its surroundings and adjust accordingly,
and this case, they force the wolf’s skin to meld into their human bodies,
giving them the attributes of lycanthropy. In regular days, they will have all
the heightened senses of a wolf, then once the full
moon appears every month, the magic in their body will force the wolf skin to
surface out and make them go all bestial mode. Anywho,
that’s how my ancestors had their wealth and became aristocrats. We mind our
own business and stay out of their turf, and let them do whatever they want in
their territory, and we get to keep their money. That’s how it works here, and
thanks to you, young man, we almost broke the pact.”
“Who was that man?”
“That, my simpleton of a nephew, was
a full-fledged werewolf. Not like the cheap rip-off of your little half-breed
mutt over here. He is a genuine bitten cursed man who turns into a werewolf
every full moon every month and derives pleasure in gobbling up little children
like those big bad wolves in Muggle fairytales. Sad for him to stoop down so low though. Before he turned,
he was an upright man. A bit of an eccentric, but an average citizen of the wizarding world nonetheless. He used to be known as Fenrir Greyback, an apothecary
shop owner and more or less a good drinking buddy of mine.”
“How did he end up becoming a
werewolf?” Remus asked.
“The bloke refused to listen to me
when I told him not to come in here. He insisted on looking for this particular
rare herb which he thought might be in this forest and out-drank me before
sneaking off. I don’t know what happened to him in the forest after he left,
but when I woke up with a killer hangover and saw Fenrir
at my back porch all bloody and incoherent, I didn’t need to know the details.
I knew there was nothing I could do to help him, so I squatted there and told
him that I would give him a choice to either be taken to the Ministry to be
sterilized and live the rest of his life as an outcast amongst the wizarding community or to live free in this forest without
persecution and submit all his wealth to me. You can guess what he chose.”
The rest of the way home was done in
silence. As soon as they were out of the forest and into the Black estate, Remus quickly carried Draco upstairs to their room, with a
relieved Paprika spouting a long line of Spanish chatter behind their wake.
Sirius made sure they were settled in the room and watched while leaning
against the doorframe as Remus lay
Draco on bed.
“Make sure your Master do as he is
told, half-breed mutt,” Sirius barked before dragging Paprika to his side, “and
stop giving me anymore fucking trouble, or else! You hear me? Good.”
As soon as Sirius left with Paprika,
Remus closed the door and watched the glaring Draco
with awkward silence. He tried to offer Draco his snack, which was getting
cold, but Draco slapped Remus hard on the cheek.
“Wh…What
was that for, Drake?”
“You are going to send me away, are
you?” Draco demanded.
“What? What are you talking ab…” Remus’ words were cut off
with another slap.
“Don’t lie to me, slave!! After all
we’ve done, after all we’ve been through, you are
still going to leave me. I thought you loved me! You lied to me! You said you
loved only me and will be there for me and our babies always, yet you were
going to replace me with a prostitute! I let you fuck me, Remy! I let you
fucking knock me up and you lied!!!”
“I never lied to you. I want to be
with you. I want to sleep next to you, bathe with you, make love to you,” Remus begged as he tried to reach over to stroke his hair,
only to be slapped away. “I would never, ever abandon you, not even for all the
Galleons in the world. Where did you get an idea like that?”
“I heard you…I heard you talking to
Sirius…” Draco spoke in a choked voice, tears pour freely out of his eyes. “I
heard you saying…you want to send me away and that Sirius was…was going to
buy…buy a prostitute for you…Why…? Why do you want to send me away? All I
want…is for you to love me, want me, never leave me
out of your sight…All I want…is for you not to send me away…ever…”
Remus
covered his mouth in shock. Had he been hearing their conversation and
misunderstood the situation? He sighed inwardly in relief that it was not
something very serious that caused Draco to run out on him.
“H…How could you do this to me…? To us…? D…D…Don’t you want me anymore…? D…Don’t you want Abigail
and Amarinth anymore…? Don’t you…love me anymore…?”
“No, no, no, don’t say that,” Remus finally leaned forward to hug him, kissing him
softly. “It’s all just a misunderstanding, my little Master. I would never send
you away. I would never abandon you. I swore it since the day we went steady,
remember, that I would always love you no matter what? I still do. Please
believe me.”
“I don’t wanna
go…I’m sorry I called you ‘slave’…” Draco pleaded between kisses. “Please don’t
send me away…Please don’t replace me with a prostitute, or any other women…I
don’t wanna leave you…”
“Then can I have you, right here,
right now?”
“Yes, yes, please. Be my Master this
time. Anything. Please make me yours again.”
Remus
picked Draco’s feet up and lay him down properly on the bedroom. Devouring his
lips, he moved down one of his hands to stroke Draco under his pants. Draco’s
breath hitched as he felt Remus stroking him,
tightening his grip on his sleeves to keep himself from losing grip of reality
from Remus’ intoxicating kiss. The need for air force
Remus to kiss down his jaw and pepper more on the
young blonde’s neck, inhaling his beautiful scent.
“My mate. My little Master. My love. All
mine.”
“Yes,” Draco breathed erratically at
the older man manhandling him. “I’m all yours. Claim me, my true Master.”
Hearing that, Remus
nearly ripped both their clothes off. He looked down and breathed lustfully,
staring down at the beautiful angel before him. He leaned down and licked and
bit each nipple in turn, turning Draco into a whining heap of goo at the
feeling of his wet heat on his buds. Remus trailed
his tongue down Draco’s body, licking his navel before going down further and
teased the tip of Draco’s erection with sharp flicks of his tongue, making the
young blonde moan in a rather high pitch than he used to and twitch like he was
being stabbed with a taser.
“Please…Please…!” Draco begged, tears of lust clung at his eyelashes. “I want you, my
Master…”
“Hush, love, patience,” Remus replied as he flicked his tongue again at the young
blonde’s erection. “Go on all fours for me, Drake.”
Draco nodded and did as he was told,
feeling the climbing anticipation. Remus rubbed his
back as he spread his butt-cheeks apart, leaning in to taste him.
“R-Remy!”
Draco gasped at the feeling of his tongue on him, his body arching a little
forward.
“Come back here. I am not done.”
The half-wolf pulled him back,
licking and tasting before pushing his tongue through the tight muscles. Draco tried
to hold on and not balk under the pleasure as he felt Remus’
tongue licking deep down into his orifice and the vibration of his moan on his
ass. It was more than he could bear. His cock was coming to life almost in more
ways than one, and it showed.
“Like it?” Remus
asked, leaning back to look at the clenching hole.
“Mmh…Yes…”
Draco replied, a tint of pink littered his fair cheeks.
“Are you ready?”
“Always for you,
Remy.”
Remus reached
over to the bedside table to get their usual lube oil which was snuck over by
Paprika from Sirius’ room. It was slightly stiffer than a regular oil to ensure
better lubrication and easier penetration. He dipped his fingers in, coating
them generously before gently pushing them inside the young blonde, hissing
pleasurably at the tight heat that clenched around them. Hearing Draco moan and
feeling him twitch told him he wanted more, so he entered the second and the third
together, lubing him up really good before coating his own hard rod with the
rest and rolled over on his back.
“I want you to ride me, Drake, like
you used to.”
“I…I dunno…”
Draco said as he straddled Remus’ hips, a little
unsure about it. “Mrs. Sinistra said to try and
refrain from letting me be on top…”
“It’s OK, love. I’ll help you
support your weight. Just do what comes natural.”
“O…OK…”
With that, Draco rode him as he was
told, guiding Remus’ cock to his ass and lowers
himself slowly, letting out a strangled moan as he felt himself being filled. As
Remus helped him down by holding onto his hips, Draco
pushed all the way to the hilt and waited for himself to adjust before slowly
started to bob up and down, aiming at the spot where he knew would send him
straight to 7th Heaven and back.
“Slowly, love,” Remus
breathed as his one hand reached to stroke Draco’s cock while the other cupped
Draco’s pregnant belly using a bit of his superhuman strength to support the
weight and not let it bounce too much. “Does it feel good to ride me?”
“Mmh…!”
Draco groaned at the touch of Remus’ hand on his
boyhood, moving a little bit faster. “Y-Y-Yes…!”
“You feel so tight…Yes, harder,
Draco…! So good, mate, so good…!”
A blissful
warmth filled his heart as the blonde heard his beloved calling him ‘mate’. It was
almost as intimate as being called his ‘wife’, and it
turned him on so much more. Finally, after some maneuvering angle, Draco hits
the spot just right. Picking up his speed and assaults, he let out moan after
moan that got louder by the moment, and it was more than Remus
could bear. In a flash, Remus supported Draco and
rolled him into missionary position, fucking him as hard and deep as he dared,
careful not to harm the cubs, hitting the spot over and over again and
rendering the blonde into a pleasured, ecstatic drooling mess.
“Yes, yes, yes~!!! Oh, REMUS~!!!” Draco screamed,
tossing his head from side to side as the pleasure jolted his every senses.
“I’m going to come all over you, cover
you with my seed,” Remus groaned as he pulled Draco
against him again and again, “then I am fuck you again and again until you can’t
remember your own name!”
“Yes, yes, do whatever you want with
me!” Draco screamed as he tried to meet up and align with his thrusts but the
pleasure was too much for him to focus. “I’m all yours, Remy! Please don’t stop
loving me!”
“I will never stop loving you, my
mate,” Remus pulled him up into a sitting position,
pulling him back down on him harder and faster. “Come for me, Drake, scream
your pleasure.”
Draco continued to scream, letting
his voice loose as he let every fiber of his being take all the pleasure his beloved
half-wolf could give him. Without even having the chance to touch himself, his
cock sprayed his seed all over the both of them, making the boy scream Remus’ name. Remus followed after
as he quickly pulled out and pumped himself as he pushed Draco down gently back
onto the bed, bathing the boy with his seed as he kissed him. Draco followed Remus’ pace as he kissed him back, his arms wrapped
tenderly around his lover’s neck as he let his last tremors subside. The kisses
slowly got gentler and softer as they came down from their high.
“Will you promise me not to send me
away?” Draco asked as he cupped Remus’ cheek. “Promise
you won’t abandon me and the babies?”
“I wouldn’t even think of it. I swear
it on my parents’ grave,” Remus touched foreheads
with him before he lay with him side by side, not caring about the mess of their cum on each other. “Please believe me. It was just a
misunderstanding. I would never dream of sending you away and replace you with
a dirty whore.”
“Then…Then what was that all about?”
“I’ll tell you everything, but,
since you’ve given me the power of a Master for the day…” Remus
grinned naughtily as he licked his lips, “we are not leaving the bed until
dinner, you hear me? That is an order from your ‘Master’.”
Draco pouted and punched at Remus playfully, almost regretting his actions before, but true
to his word, he made no attempts to leave the bed.
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Judith stood before the gravestone
and laid a few white carnations on it. On the gravestone carved the name ‘Terran Chaney Light: Brother and Lover’ and the date of
birth and date of death below the name. Christmas was coming soon and if she
didn’t sneak out from school now to visit his grave, she wouldn’t get another
chance until after the hols, and that’s even if she
had the strength to travel this far to get here after what the business and her
‘husband’ and his friends would do to her.
She sighed and sat beside the
gravestone, leaning against it and occasionally pouring a little whisky on it
as she drank. Years of being under her brother’s ‘tutelage’ gave her a rather
good tolerance for alcohol, and she knew her brother had a special liking for
whiskey shots. The day she witness Terran’s mutilating
death was the day she knew her life was turning in for the worse, and it was a
miracle that she was able to sneak out some of his remains, including his
half-chewed head, from the dogs to give him a more or less decent funeral,
well, if you could call asking a gravedigger to help carve the gravestone with
whatever money she had on hand and dig a crappy hole for his remains before paying
the rest of his service using her body as a decent funeral.
“Such sad, sad way to go, isn’t it,
your brother?”
Judith scowled as she turned to look
at a hooded man standing beside her. She couldn’t see his face because the sky
was getting dark and it was starting to rain. The hooded man waved a wand he
took out from his snakehead walking cane to create a shield for both of them to
protect them from getting wet.
“What’s it to you? You knew my
brother?” Judith demanded, her blood-red ruby eyes shooting him a scrutinizing
glare.
“Not personally, but by reputation,
yes,” the hooded man chuckled as he saw Judith’s pained facial expression. “Still,
isn’t it rather…unusual to bury the very person who made you who you are now
and visit his grave so religiously?”
“You won’t understand,” Judith
replied as she laid her head against the top of the gravestone, tracing her finger
on the name. “His love for me may be false, but at least he loved me while it
lasted. He was all I got before Barty Jr. came into the picture. You’ll never understand the feeling.”
“My apologies.
Maybe it is something I may not understand, but what I do understand is that
you seem to have an eyesore within your midst, do you not?”
Judith looked up at him
questioningly, wondering if he was saying what she thought he was saying.
“Yes, and I know you wish he would
go away and never show his face again, do you not?”
Judith looked away, keeping silent
but her eyes told him he spoke the truth.
“Here, take this,” the hooded man
said as he took something out of his robe pocket and handed it to Judith. She took
it and examined that it was a small bottle filled with pinkish-blue liquid that
had sparkling bubbles floating up to the surface. When she looked back up with
another questioning look, the hooded man continued, “Give this to his lover
when he comes to your school to visit him and I can promise you, you will never
see him ever again.”
“It’s…not poison, is it? I want him
gone, but I am above killing.”
“Oh, don’t worry, child. It’s not
poison. It’s something much, much better. You can trust me on that.”
As Judith continued to stare
hesitantly at the bottle, the hooded man turned to leave, chuckling quietly to
himself as he moved away a stray blonde fringe from his face.
A/N: Yeah, I made up a background history of Fenrir Greyback, because I just
felt like it, and because this is AU and we can create any back story we like. Three
guesses who that hooded guy may be (-cough-Lucius-cough-).
What will Judith do? What will happen to Harry? Stay tuned to find out! In the
meantime, reviews plz!
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