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What I Choose	By : AquamarieneStardust Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 10183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The rest of the week flew by quickly. I happily would use my time turner to give me an extra hour here and there to spend with my brother and the other Lions, Lily and I growing close quickly as we realized that we had a few of the same interests. Classes were going as expected; the homework and my Head duties hadn’t started to swamp me too badly yet, and the first practice of the season was going to be Saturday morning to try out new players for the team. Life was, for once, going like I had always wished it would, smoothly.
                Smiling I enter the Head’s common room alone on Saturday afternoon, Remus was down at the pitch watching the Gryffindor tryouts, and lean my broom against the wall carefully. I turn to go to my room and freeze seeing my mother standing next to the fire, looking calm, that horrid dog of hers at her side growling.
                “Cassiopeia.” Her voice is cold as ice contradicting the calm look on her face. My mother is furious about something.
                “Mother. To what do I owe this visit?” I walk over to her my hair still wet from my shower in the locker room after practice trying to escape, making her eye twitch as a few strands fall into my eyes and I brush them away.
                I gesture to one of the armchairs and she sits, Decon moving to guard her by lying on her feet. She regards me coolly as I sit on the couch at the end nearest her chair and arrange my skirt. “I have received two rather worrisome letters this week.” She tells me inspecting her fingernails.
                “Oh? Who From? Kreature, tea?” Kreature pops in a trey if tea and small sandwiches in his arms for my mother and I.
                We are both silent as we mix sugar and milk into our china cups respectively. “One was from Regulas stating that Sirius Son-of-none assaulted him on the train in your honor.” Her wicked eyes bore into mine and I school myself into a mask of horror. She clicks her tongue in annoyance and taps her tea spoon gently on the rim of her cup before placing it gently on the saucer. “The other one was from Narcissa telling me that you have defected to the Gryffindors to spend time with blood traitors, riffraff, and mudbloods. Is this true?” I can barely hide my shock at this statement.
                “I have been doing as my station of Head Girl commands Mother. Part of that is promoting inner house unity.”
                “You worthless child! YOU are a Black! You cannot be seen as SOFT or our whole family will be seen as such! You have a duty to your family girl!” She throws the fragile cup into the fire where it shatters in her rage.
                “I understand that Mother, I know I have a duty to the Black family, however, there is nothing that can be done about it whilst Regulas and I are still in school.”
                “You know very well that you can do something about it girl.”
                “And what prey tell is that Mother? What can a possibly do that will allow me to remain Head Girl AND Quiditch Captain as well as the top of the school in marks?”
                “You can have your betrothed’s child in your belly is what you can do!”
                “NO I can’t Mother. Are you THICK? If I were to become pregnant, I would have to give up my place as team captain for fear that I could fall and kill the babe in my womb, or get hit by a bludger or another player and the babe would be born distorted or a squib. Were I pregnant, I would be tired all the time and not be able to focus on my studies or my Head duties and I would suffer in my marks and attendance as well as lose my place as Head Girl for NOT being a paragon of good behavior to the other students!” I scream at her on my feet. She smacks me hard across the face, her ring scraping open the skin and bringing blood.
                “Never speak to me like that again girl! Do you understand?” I look defiantly away from her and she smacks me harder on the other side of my face ripping my head around so hard I feel the vertebrae pop. “DO YOU?” I glare at her angrily, refusing to let her see how hurt I am.
                “Yes Mother.”
                “Good.” She retakes her seat and indicates that I take mine as well. “Now, you will return to the Slytherin table and never speak to those blood traitors or that mudblood bitch your cousin says you have befriended, again, or I will send Decon to kill them all and their deaths will be on your hands.” I nod sadly, knowing that the hell hound could and would kill them all.
                “May I ask a question?”
                “You may.”
                “Our family is all about tradition.”
                “You know this, what is your question?” I think a moment wondering how to state my request.
                “One such tradition is, two virgins in a bed is two too many. Regulas has not yet taken my maidenhood from me and I know from talk that he has never been with another before.”
                “So what do you request?”
                “That I take an experienced lover to teach me what to do before Reguals finally take me, so that I can ensure I perform well enough to be,” I choke down the bile I taste in my mouth at the words I am saying, “blessed with his child.”
                “No. He will be the one to take your maidenhood. However I will tell him to take a lover so that he may know what to do when the time comes.” I smile in relief that I have gotten what I wanted, more time before Reguals tries to take me.
                “Mother, as he is to be my husband, may I choose the woman he takes as a lover so as to know she will not try and take him from me?”
                “Of course Cassiopia, whom do you have in mind?”
                “My cousin Narcissa. She knows the will of our family and is quite experienced a lover if what she tells me is true. She will teach my brother what to do and will not try and take him from me.”
                “Very astute. I will have it done. How long do you think it will take before he figures out what he is to do under Narcissa’s teaching?”
                “Eight months, mayhaps more. It will be difficult for them to find time for lessons on love making between classes, homework, Quiditch practice, and their prefect’s duties.”
                “I see your point. Until then, you must continue taking the fertility potion.”
                “Mother, what is the point in wasting the money on me taking it daily if it will be at least eight months until Regulas can come to my bed?”
                Mother looks thoughtful for a moment and nods. “You have a point daughter, you will not be required to take them any longer, until Narcissa tells you Reguals is ready, then you will start them again.” I hide my joy at manipulating my Mother so well by making her a new cup of tea. “Your lessons with young Master Malfoy will start once more on Wednesday this coming week.” She tells me taking the new cup and I nod.
                “As you wish it Mother, it shall be done.” I say solemnly.
                “Good, I expect no more letters about your disloyalty to the family from now one. Do you understand?” She looks at me sharply over the rim of her black china cup.
                “I do Mother.”
                “Good, I shall take my leave of you.” She replaces the cup on new saucer and rises leaving, Decon at her heels, as I remain seated on the couch trying not hex her into the next life.
Sirius’ POV
                Prongs, Moony, and I laughed as we walk the halls to the Head’s rooms to get Carlie for dinner. Practice had been great and it looked like we would have a great team this year. As we entered the Head’s rooms Remy frose and we all stayed silent seeing two people by the fire their backs to us. One, a blond that was obviously my sister was looking down somewhat sadly, the other greying hair piled painfully into a tight bun, my wretched mother, was finishing a sentence.
“As you wish it Mother it shall be done.” Carlie said and my blood froze. She wouldn’t really betray me, her twin, for our blasted mother?
                “Good, I expect no more letters about your disloyalty to the family from now one. Do you understand?” I can hear the threat in the woman’s voice and I know that she has won some fight with Carlie to make my sister so compliant.
                “I do Mother.” I feel my heart break at the tone of my sister’s voice, she is back to being a willing puppet to Walburga Black.
                “Good, I shall take my leave of you.” I see her stand, her devil dog worshiping at her feet as she walks around the chair leaving Carlie on the couch. I glare at her as she approaches us and she ignores me, brushing past us. Once she is gone I storm over to my sister and yank her up by one arm causing her to cry out. I feel no remorse for hurting her, for she betrayed me.
                “How dare you?” I spit lowly. She looks up defiantly and I see the marks on her face from that woman’s ring, both bleeding steadily and one starting to purple already.
                “How dare I what?”
                “You have betrayed me for the last time! I should have KNOWN you were spying on me for her! You can bet that I will NEVER make the mistake of trusting you again, EVER!” I see heart wrenching sadness in her eyes before her face morphs into cold ice.
                “If you know what is good for you Sirius Son-of-none, you will never speak to me again, and you will never come near me again, or you will die.” She whispers calmly before she turns on her heel and marches up to her room.
Carlie’s POV
                When I reach my room I close the door softly and ward it so that no one can enter, not even my beloved Kreature, before I place my back to it and shed the tears I had been holding back. I have just lost the only person I truly could always count on to love me and be there for me, all because he jumped to conclusions. I look up and see my reflection in the full length mirror across from me. Bloody, my hair a wild mess, tear stains rolling down my blotchy, puffy face, the tears mixing with the blood before both fall onto my dress. I scream, as if being murdered, and rip the cloth violently from my body until I am naked on the floor. And here on the cold stone floor of my bedroom, naked as the day I was born, I sob and beg for death.
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A/N: I am SOOOO SOOOOOO SOOOOOO sorry it has taken me this long to get this chap up!!!! I've had it in my inbox and ready to post for WEEKS!! I just haven't done it till now! So again, I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY!!!
I would like to thank my AMAZING beta Dylan_Harper and so she gets lots of hugs and cookies. I would also like to thank EVERYONE for being so UNBELIEVABLY patient with me!!!!!! So hug and cookies to you was well. Topsy should be updated soon and I have three lines of the next chap of this one writen. Slave... well... the thing with Slave is, I only work on it when my muse beats me over the head with that baseball bat and seeing as she hasn't for a while when I update that one, well, your guess is as good as mine. ALSO! Throghn for a Curve has been updated (I was waiting on him so that I could write the next chap of TOPSY)
LOVE AND HUGS AND COOKIES!!! I love you all!! Coments are VERY welcome and I will understand if you are cross with me.
LOVE LOVE!! Aqua!
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