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After Party	By : pittwitch Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 19051 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Answering the S.O.S. Call

�Where the hell are we?� Noah griped, his head turning this way and that, trying vainly to gain his bearings just after he and Nathan reappeared outside a long white-washed barn. The sound of baying hounds echoed through the damp night air, bristling the tiny hairs on the back of his neck.
�Natalie must be close.� Nathan answered in his stoic tone, striding purposefully for the barn.
Nathan proceeded down the long aisle while Noah peeked inside the empty stalls, looking for his sister. Unseen to him, Nathan rolled his eyes, releasing an exasperated sigh. �Noah, she sent an SOS with a wand. She must either have been forced to restore her magic, or more likely, she had someone else use their wand to send the signal.�
�Yeah? So fucking what?� Noah grumbled, looking into what felt like the fiftieth dirty stall.
�She�s not likely hiding from us in a horse stall.�
Nathan plowed forward, finding the sliding door to Natalie�s rooms and slipping inside when he saw the lights on.
�Natalie?� He called softly.
His sister tiptoed into the small den area, her finger held to her lips to signal for quiet. The small twitch at the corners of his lips was Nathan�s version of a beaming smile of joy at seeing his sister well. Noah bounded up the aisle way and into the room to swoop Natalie into his arms, swinging her around as best he could in the small confines of her room. Settling her back on her on two feet, he grabbed her face in both hands and planted a kiss right in the middle of her forehead. Natalie smiled happily while shooing her brothers back out of her rooms.
�You�re not hurt?� Noah whispered anxiously.
�Not me. Draco Malfoy. Nolan sent him to me.�
�Malfoy?� Nathan arched one eyebrow at his sister in consternation.
�Who am I to ask?� Natalie snapped. �He came here half dead, pleading for kemmyrk. Someone had to have taught him that word, and known where to find me. He did eventually tell me that Nolan had said I would help him.� Natalie spat out defiantly at her older brother, angry that he would question her judgment.
�Whoa, calm down little sister. I didn�t mean anything about you. It�s just � a Malfoy? I mean, hell, Monterichelieu don�t help the Malfoy.� Nathan held both hands out towards his sister, attempting to placate her.
�Fine. I�ll help him myself. Nolan trusted him enough, cared enough about him to send him here. For the love of Nimue, Nathan, he�s damn near too young to shave. You should see the damage that has been done.� Natalie�s anger began to rise.
�I didn�t say I wouldn�t help, brat.� Nathan snarled, shoving his sister out of his way and storming back into her rooms to find Draco.
Natalie glared furiously at his back. Noah reached around her to enfold her in a giant bear hug, kissing the top of her head.
�Don�t worry, bratalie, you know full well Nathan will take the best care of him since YOU asked.�
Natalie cocked her head defiantly, glaring at Noah with one eye, then stuck her tongue out at Nathan�s retreating back before settling down to a nice normal pout.
�Bratalie?� She snickered after a few minutes. �You haven�t called me that since you were a kid. Getting braver in your old age, Noahnothing?�
�Figured you can�t hex me into next week so I should take some advantage.� He chuckled, releasing her. �Show me this Malfoy.� He asked, grabbing her small hand in his. Natalie stopped short, listening to the change in the pitch of the hounds baying.
�I think the hounds have found something to chase.�
Just outside the protective wards of Malfoy Manor, Fenrir Greyback lifted his wolfish head and howled to the full moon. The werewolf turned towards the woods and bounded into the shadows, instinctively moving away from the sounds of the baying hounds. He began to sprint with as much speed as he could muster when their baying took on a more frenzied note. The hounds had picked up his scent, gathered as a pack, and with silver teeth gleaming in the pale light of the moon, the wolf hounds streaked after the lycanthrope, hoping for a tasty treat.
Severus Snape stopped short in his trek back into the Manor. The sounds of the hounds were near, and more frantic. He instantly knew they had found a worthy quarry. As he stood listening to the hounds grow fainter, he didn�t hear the nearly silent footsteps of Nolan sneaking up behind him. Snape stood staring off into the distance, lost in thought, fingering the now unmoving amethyst bracelet in his pocket, wondering why it had vibrated so queerly.
Nolan struck quickly, dropping the Potions Master unconscious to the ground. Moving at great speed, Nolan bound his hands, blindfolded him, and slipped a gag between his teeth. Double checking for unseen observers, Nolan grabbed tightly to Snape�s arm before laying his wand over his amethyst ring, whispering, �Natalie.� The two disappeared into the silvery light of the moon lit night.
�Damn!� Natalie swore, jumping out of the way as Nolan and Snape reformed nearly on top of her on her couch. She sloshed whiskey from the open bottle she had been nursing.
�Sorry, Natalie. I didn�t mean to drop in on you quite like that.� Nolan couldn�t stop himself from chuckling at his sister�s dismay.
�Coulda fooled me.� She slurred slightly. �Why the hell do my brothers have to keep tying up this poor sod and bringing him to me?� She added, running her fingers through Snape�s hair.
�At least I didn�t wrap him up with a bow like Noah did.� Nolan grinned cheekily at his half-drunk sister. �Where�s the boy?�
�Nathan.� Natalie uttered the one word as if it answered every possible question.
�I�ll go get him then. Want me to leave him here?� Nolan gestured towards the now conscious and growling Snape who was struggling to sit up even though his hands were tied behind his back.
Natalie smiled, reaching out to stroke his face, the bare hint of stubble under her finger tips making her shiver delightfully. Nolan snorted, amused at his sister�s obvious attraction to the dark wizard.
�Look at you. The hairs on your arms are standing straight up, Nat.� Nolan bent down to kiss the top of her head. �Keep him here for the night. Voldemort�s most favored Deatheater, destroyer of Dumbledore can disappear for one night without too much danger.�
Smiling softly, Natalie cocked her head to look her brother in the eye.
�I definitely will.�
�I�ll keep you posted, sis.� Nolan added with a pat to her shoulder, then strode out of her little apartment to fetch the Malfoy heir back to the Manor.
Snape had ceased his struggling, biding his time until he could hopefully defend himself from Natalie with his unbound legs. Unfortunately for him, her touch gave a most persistent portion of his anatomy quite different ideas.

DEFINITELY MORE TO FOLLOW, SOON. Thanks for your patience. P.W.
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