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Deatheaters and Necromancers	By : bagoftois Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 23442 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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- 7
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Severus and Lily sat in the living room at the cusp of
dawn.� Harry had been tucked into bed
after several large yawns against his mother�s shoulder.� It was the first time that he had been tucked
in by Lily Potter since he was a toddler.�
The young man had fallen asleep almost immediately with his hand
cradling his swollen belly.
�� Lily
looked across the room out the French doors at the sky starting to change with
the rising sun.� Lily marveled at the
first sunrise she would see in over twenty years.� She immediately dosed with Severus potion to
combat the pull of death at dawn when they arrived back to the Potter-Snape home.� She
watched as the sky lightened and peeked through the trees obstructing the
horizon.� Severus broke her utter
fascination.
�� I am sorry
I called you a mudblood.� Severus looked down into
the goblet of blood wine and did not look up at the startled face Lily gave him
at his words.� He did not see her smile
at his avoidance of her eyes.
�� Why is
Harry so small? James was two meters.� I am
not opposed to the fact that he took my height, but I am taller than him by two
inches.� Lily spoke with confusion lacing her voice.� She watched as Severus frowned and finally
looked up at her.
�� I
apologize for calling you a vile name and you ask me about Harry�s height?� The
incredulity shown on Severus� usually impassive face made Lily laugh.� It sounded through the room like a tinkling
bells and fluttering bird wings.� The
power laced through the laughter made Severus� eye widen as he observed his friend.
�� How
did you really survive so long in the vampire court, Lily flower?� Severus�
voice lowered to nearly a whisper as he leaned forward in his chair.� He was forced to put his goblet down or
spill.� He did not want a lecture from Mitzy about being careful with beverages.
�� You
answer my question first, Severe.� The use of his nickname, from so long ago,
made Severus relax just a little, but he really wanted to know what Lily had
become.� He did not want Harry to be
disillusioned with the reappearance of his mother.� So Severus answered her in the shortest
statement he thought would convey a wealth of explanation to Lily about Harry�s
childhood.
�� Albus, in his deplorable wisdom, placed Harry with Petunia
after your deaths, a magical child in Tuny�s care.�
�� Lily
nodded and sat up straighter in the chair, �And your
bonding? Did that happen while he was in school?�
�� Severus
sat back as if slapped, �You owe me an answer before I convey that vary long
answer.�
�� Lily�s
face morphed into a very familiar sneer that had been aimed at James Potter
many time while at Hogwarts, but, currently, got aimed at Severus.� �I don�t care for that bloody Slytherin attitude of tit for tat. Answer me.�
�� Severus
hummed and smirked at Lily, but stayed silent as he observed her from a new
perspective.� Gone was the kind, sweetly
disposed Lily flower of his childhood and adolescence.� Lily had a much more severe look to her.� She was carved in marble, in her new vampiric body.� The
soft flesh and lines of her life were gone, leaving something honed by
adversity and pain.� It reminded him of
his husband when he first came back after the final battle.� Only Harry still had the brightness of life
backlighting his eyes.
�� Lily
spoke finally after a long stare between them. Vampiric
powers battling, but Severus had been a master of the mind before he was turned
and Lily had learned as necessity born from a need to survive.� �I used my magic as a bargaining chip to
eliminate problems for various members.�
It provided protection to hide behind, until the mother started to wake.
Then, she took the council and I was set adrift in the maelstrom that she
created.� Belle Morte
pulled free of her with Jean-Claude�s help and then, she found me in Padma�s
court.� When Lucius was called back by
Padma under the Mother�s orders, Belle helped break her hold on him.� He recognized me and
we created the protection and Bell told us to come to Jean-Claude because she
believed we would be safe and our powers out of direct usage.�� She stopped speaking and looked back out at
the sun coming right above the tree line.�
The sun shone on her sun starved eyes making them brighten and sparkle.
�� I
hated Harry from the moment I saw him at his sorting.� The hate called Gryffindor and I hated him as
I hate James.� I hated him because he was
your son and you were dead. Then, I died.�
When I came back to this life, the only thing I thought about was the
last eyes I saw before I died.� They held
no hatred or condemnation, no satisfaction at my just desserts, but compassion
and sadness.�� Severus picked up his
goblet and sipped his wine and stayed silent for a few moments.� Lily knew her old friend was not finished
just trying to gather his thoughts.
�� When I
woke up in the shack and stumbled bloody and half eaten back to the castle, I
found him in my rooms curled in my bed.�
He opened his eyes as I shuffled in like an inferi.� I don�t know whether I was more shocked to
find him there or what he did next.��
Severus took another drink from his goblet.
�� He
looked at me for several minutes, never raised his wand, and then, he conjures
a blade, wandlessly! I thought he was going to try to
kill me, but he slit his wrist and offered his arm to me. I fell upon him like
a ravenous beast.� He stayed calm
throughout the whole time I drank from his wrist. I think he summoned several
blood replenishers while I fed from him.� After my thirst was slacked I fell to my
hands and knees sick with what I had done.��
Severus lifted his head and looked at Lily with pink tinged tears.� �That impertinent brat simply joined me on
the floor and threw his arms around me and apologized. Him! Apologize to me,
the dungeon bat of Hogwarts. Killer of Dumbledore. Deatheater.
Hated headmaster. He apologized to me like I was the one wronged.�
�� I
think I knew I loved him at that moment, but it was some months after that that
I knew for sure. The brat decided to seduce me.�
I thought it was some kind of hero worship, but it was not.� He let me enter his mind and I saw the way he
really saw me. He loved me, Lily flower. I was lost after that.� So, no need to worry that I was molesting
your son while underage.� Severus snorted into his goblet and Lily laughed
again as she watched her friend come back from his memories.
�� A
raised voice from the stairs startled the two vampires out of their
revelry.� �Dad, can we go to the Circus
tonight?� Teddy came flying into the room and stopped dead as he saw Lily
sitting across from Severus.� �You look like
Dad�s mum.� Who�re you?�
�� Severus
actually smiled at Teddy and stood.� He
placed a hand on Teddy�s shoulder and spoke. �Teddy, this is Lily Potter.� She is going to be living here with us from
now on.� This is Harry�s mum.� She is like me, a vampire.� Severus observed
Teddy for his reaction, but wasn�t disappointed.
�� You
knew my Father?� Teddy asked Lily, stepping closer to her.
�� Who is
your father, Teddy?� Lily looked up at Severus, knowing that Teddy belonged to
neither Harry nor Severus despite the titles he used for them.
�� Remus
John Lupin, he�s dead.� Dad and Papa said that he was friends with
Dad�s parents. You�re his mum, so you knew my father.� Teddy�s logic made Lily
and Severus smile as they looked at the little boy.
�Yes, I did know your Father.� I am very sad that he died, Teddy.� He was a very dear friend.� I can tell you stories about him if you like?�� Teddy lit up like a Christmas tree and threw
himself at Lily.� He bowled her over with
his strength.� She looked at Severus for
an explanation and the man knew what was being asked.
�� Teddy
is a werewolf.� He inherited the wolf
from Remus and metamorph abilities from his mother, Nymphadora Tonks, Andromeda
Black�s daughter.� He will be the next
Lord Black.�
�� Lily
looked again hard at Teddy and nodded like all the signs were there for her to
verify his parentage.� �Sirius?�
�� He
died in a rescue attempt in Harry�s fifth year.�
I do not think that Harry has ever really gotten over his death.� He saw Sirius as a way out of Petunia�s
house.� Sirius was the only person in
Harry�s life that genuinely could not save him from his life. We failed him so
because we believed Dumbledore had all the right answers. I still do not know
why he forgave me.�� Severus hugged Teddy
and the boy squirmed a bit in his embrace until the vampire let him go.� He looked at the little boy and spoke
quickly, �Go have breakfast and then maybe we can go flying later.�
�� Teddy
yipped and jumped, speeding out of the room.�
Severus say back in his chair and looked over at Lily with sad eyes.
�� I
think I might want to hear about my son�s life thus far,� Lily said.
�� Anita
was sitting staring at human head.� It
had been sent by Vittorio a very bad vampire that killed numerous strippers and
caused the deaths of numerous baby vamps as well. She stared at it while it sat
so innocuously on her desk blotter. Say what you want about his insanity, but
the head was packaged well enough not to leak all over her desk.� The postmark said Las Vegas.� Anita pursed her lips at the obvious bait or
carelessness.� She picked up the phone
and started the long journey of finding the right person to talk to in Las
Vegas.� She wanted to pull her hair out
by the time Undersheriff Shaw came on the line.
�� Tell
me who told you about the message to you Miss Blake, so I can have their ass in
a sling.� The growled voice on the other end of the phone asked Anita.
�� It�s
Ms. Blake, Sheriff Shaw, but somehow I am not really interested in you getting
my honorifics correct, if you have messages for me from killers.�
�� You
mean you were no aware of the message written in blood inviting you to Vegas?
Am I correct Ms. Blake?� Shaw asked cautiously.
�� No,
but whose blood was it written in?�
�� It�s
written in the blood of some of my best SWAT. Tell why I shouldn�t place the
blame at your doorstep for their blood.�
�� By any
chance is one of your men missing a head?� Anita ignored the jab for the moment
because she knew she had to get as much information as she could about
Vittorio�s activities.
�� How
did you know that?� Shaw asked suspicion laced his voice.
�� Because
I think I am staring at the head sitting on my desk as we speak.� Looks male, dark brown hair, plain features,
and light eyes.�� Anita described the
head in as dispassionately a voice as she could not to rile the sheriff on the
phone.
�� Who
did this to my men?� Shaw asked, his voice deepening with an emotion that Anita
found very familiar.
�� His
name is Vittorio. I hunted him here in St. Louis, but he got away.� He took it personally and I think he is
inviting me to Las Vegas for a rematch.�
�� I
heard about you Blake. I�m wondering how you got your reputation, whether it
was really earned or not. If you come here can you kill what killed my men? And
not fuck it?� The sneer was evident in the sheriff�s tone, but Anita ignored
it, too used to men being misogynist assholes.
�� Oh, I
can kill him, Shaw. And I couldn�t fuck even if I wanted to. I�ll be on the
ground in Vegas as soon as I can. Let me have your direct line for when I have
the details.�� Anita wrote the
information she needed down and hung up the phone.
�� Anita
walked towards the secret back door of the Circus to go pack her things.� She knew she would have to be out of town by
the time Jean-Claude woke for the day.�
She could feel the absence in her mind from his daily death.� Then, her phone rang and the voice on the
other end made her stop in her tracks toward the back door.�
�� Anita,
tell me you weren�t going off hunting in Las Vegas without me.� Edward�s voice
gave her a tinge of dread and some relief.�
�� I just
got off the phone with Vegas. When did I have time to call you?� Anita gathered
herself enough to resume her movements towards the back door.� She unlocked the door and noticed the bored
newbie guards stand to attention at her entrance.� She waved and motioned to the phone to let
them know she wasn�t available for a chat.�
When the boss comes through the door you always want to be acknowledged.
�� Anita,
I know how you think.� You feel that
catholic guilt deep.� You would travel
all the way to Vegas without real backup and think you�re doing the right
thing.� This is a trap Anita.�
�� Edward,
how do you know about this? I only found out about Vegas because I got a
present from Vittorio.�
�� You
sound suspicious.�
�� Don�t
fuck with me, just talk to me, Edward.�
�� I live
in New Mexico remember? We�re neighbors and they�ll probably call all the
western state executioners.�
�� That�s
not answering my question.�� Anita said
with an edge of heat.� She was making her
way down the stairs into the underground.�
She kept a hand on the stone wall, because the stairs weren�t measured
for solely human occupants.
�� They
are only keeping the word from the media, not other Marshalls.� I know you�re headed to Vegas alone and I
think it�s a bad idea.�
�� What
do you expect me to do? Vittorio is crazy, powerful scary, and he has picked
the place where he wants to die, because, Edward, I am going to kill him.�
�� You
know I love you blood thirsty Anita, but you will be far away from home.�
�� It
would take too long to negotiate with Maximillian. I need to get to Vegas in
daylight and soon. You�ll be there.� Anita made it a statement, but she was hoping
that Edward would be there when she got there.
�� You
know I will, but you might want to take some �other� back up. I heard you have
some new mystery players in your town. Can they help?�
�� Anita
stopped on a lower step at the allusion to Harry and his people. �How did you
hear about them?�
�� They
are numerous people keeping tabs on your city Anita. Can they help?� Edward
pushed with his tone.
�� No!�
The vehemence in her voice caused an intake of breath from over the phone.� �I�ll see you on the ground Edward.�� Anita hung up the phone and resumed making
her way into the living space under the Circus of the Damned.
�� She
walked into the bedroom to find Jean-Claude and Asher in the bed together, dead
for the day.� She ran a casual hand over
their entwined bodies.� She looked up as
Jason came out of the bathroom.� He only
wore a short robe and Anita noticed the visible skin peeking through the
loosely tied garment.� He walked closer
to her and slid an arm around her waist.�
He pressed his nose into the space behind her ear and inhaled.� Anita felt his beast respond to her scent. He
was her wolf to call.� She buried her
nose in his neck and snaked a hand into the loose robe to caress his smooth,
warm flesh.� She took a moment to be
happy at the wholeness of his body after he was hurt very badly by some bad
guys.
�� You
are trying to distract me.� Anita smiled into his throat.
�� Am I
distracting? I�ve never been distracting to you before,� Jason�s voice was
laced with arrogance and Anita found she didn�t much mind.� She had to let him have something.� He wasn�t one of her main sweeties, but just
someone in the rotation.� She felt bad
some days, but Jason didn�t love her like that anyways.� They were close friends and both could live
with that.
�� I have
to pack.� Anita spoke while still nestled in his arms.� She rubbed her face against his jaw.
�� Why?
You going somewhere?� Jason pulled back a little to look at Anita.
�� Vittorio
surfaced in Las Vegas.� He killed several
policemen and sent me a personal invite. I have to go.�� Anita looked at Jason like she was asking
permission, but caught herself and backed away from the wolf.
�� Are
you trying to sneak out without consulting Jean-Claude?� Jason asked, he didn�t
pursue further contact with her physically, but he made good eye contact.
�� I had
thought about it. I handle the hunting myself. I shouldn�t have to ask his
permission to do my job.�� Anita looked
over to Jean-Claude and knew she was be unreasonable.� If she died on the hunt, she would take
everyone she cared about with her.� �I
took the fourth mark Jason, which should give me a huge advantage over what
Vittorio knows.�
�� Jason
walked to Anita with seriousness, �You took the fourth mark?�
�� Yes.�
She didn�t elaborate, because she knew that they hadn�t broad casted the
fact.� The planned announcement and
celebration being shoved aside so Anita could go with Jason home to his family
and then the cluster fuck of bad guys there.�
She looked at Jason, not knowing what she expected from him.
�� Why
didn�t you tell everyone? You have to wake Jean-Claude, now!�
�� He may
say no and I would lose something that makes me, me, if I can�t give him the
finger and go anyway. Don�t you understand? I feel like I am losing something
of myself since I took the mark.�
�� Anita,
the fact that you could even fathom going to Vegas without Jean-Claude�s
knowing should prove to you that you still have some control.� Jason licked his
lips and looked towards the floor visibly mustering his courage for his next
words. �You�re being selfish. This is an obvious trap and for you to go there
alone without consult from a more experienced vampire is selfish and arrogant.
You carry his life,� he pointed to Jean-Claude, �in your hands.� Hell, you carry mine, my Ulfric�s,
my best friend. All those lived would be destroyed if you die.�
�� Anita
could only gape at the wolf in front of her.�
She edged towards the side of the bed and leant against it.� The bed was far too high for her just to sit.� She looked to Jason, turning away at the
steel in his gaze.� She wasn�t used to
everyone standing up to her.� She was
reminded of when Jean-Claude told her she wasn�t welcome after her blow up with
Harry.� Her eyes next went to Jean-Claude
dead to the world and how he would feel the same as his pomme
de sang felt right now.
�� She did
the only thing she could to make it somewhat right in her mind.� She pulled one of the knives from her wrist
sheath and cut her hand.� She pried open
his mouth.� She lifted it over
Jean-Claude�s mouth and opened it.� She
let her power call him from the void he went at dawn and saw those deep blue
eyes open and look at her in love.
�� Ma
Petit, you wake my early, what has gone wrong?��
Jean-Claude sat up, the sheets falling away to expose all that ivory
perfection.� He looked to see a cowed Jason
standing next to the bed, but he might have well been kneeling for the obvious
submission in his stance.� He glanced at
a still dead Asher, and then back at Anita.
�� Vittorio
has resurfaced in Las Vegas. He wrote me a message in blood inviting me to come
hunt him there. The fucker sent me a head in a box like some macabre valentine.
I have to go, Jean-Claude.� I can kill
him. I need to kill him.�� She looked at
Jean-Claude with a pleading that made tears want to well in her eyes, but she
held them back. �She was angry that Jason
shoved her ties at her like a knife in the gut, but she needed Jean-Claude to
understand in that moment how important it was to go hunt Vittorio.
�� Ma
Petite, never fear that I would keep you away from your hunting, but you will need
someone to go with you. You need food as well.�
Who would you take? I would send you with coffins, but I would have to
negotiate with Max first.� Pick a primary
guard and food.�� Jean-Claude ran a cool
hand through Anita�s hair and she turned her face into it.� She felt suddenly all warm and fuzzy and
couldn�t think straight.� She backed away
to clear her head and thought about who she would take.
�� Claudia
and Haven,� were the names that popped into her head.� They would not be cannon fodder and she could
feed off Haven.� Although, Haven�s record
could be a problem with the locals in Vegas.�
�Send Haven on a separate flight, commercial.�� She looked up at Jean-Claude and he nodded in
approval of her choice.
�� As you
wish Ma Petite, but I would like for you to consult with Harry and Severus
about protections against the Mother before you go.� Jean-Claude saw the
immediate protest and spoke over it, �What the Harlequin gave you has failed
before, Anita.� These wizards have other
methods other than her former children.�
�� Anita
nodded her head and turned to start packing her bags.� She packed her weapons first and clothing
last.� The weapons took up four bags, but
her clothing, only one small carry on.�
She could shop in Vegas if she ran out of clothing.
�� Harry
was explaining to his mother why she would face a three headed dog rather than
go and find a teacher.� �Mum, you don�t
understand! McGonagall was dismissive, Dumbledore had those stupid passwords,
and we thought Severus was the culprit.�
�� There
are more than three teachers at Hogwarts, Harry.� Lily�s tone brokered no valid
argument for Harry.
�� We
were eleven! I didn�t really trust anyone in authority because Aunt Petunia and
Uncle Vernon.� Those were the three
teachers that were most prominent to me for any help.� You know how Hogwarts is, the teachers are
like ghost unless you�re in the classroom.��
Harry retorted and knew he was on to something by the give in his
mother�s softened eyes.
�� I
would like to meet this Hermione Granger.�
It looks to me that you would have died long before you turned seventeen
without her there.� I am glad that you
have such loyal friends.� Lily smiled at her son and patted his hand. They all
turned as the wards tingled let them know someone had arrived.� It was Severus who answered the door.
�� Hello,
Severus, I needed to speak to you about a case I am going out of town on. Do
you have some time?� Anita spoke politely to the vampire and waited for an
answer.
�� Ms.
Blake, I am always at your service. Come in.��
Severus showed her into the living room and asked whether she wanted any
coffee.�
�� Always.�
Anita answered and looked over to Harry as he waddled into the room, followed
by his mother.� �How are you Harry?
Lily?�
�� My
feet are swollen, the boys kick at the most inopportune times, and I�m
surprisingly horny all the time!� Harry laughed at the shocked look on Anita�s
face.� �Severus says you need a consult
on an out of town hunt?�
�� Yeah,
seems that a vamp named Vittorio has issued an invitation personally to
me.� He killed ten strippers here in St.
Louis, then several other cities after. He is able to hide his presence inside
a city from the master. Jean-Claude wanted to see if you could help with extra
protections from the Mother and Vittorio.� Anita looked at the pensive look on
all three faces.� She was hoping that
they had something to offer.
�� What
kind of protection have you been using so far?� Harry asked. Anita took off the
medallion and showed it Harry and the others.�
Harry took it in his hand and hummed as he looked at it.� His eyes glowed as he looked at the soft
metal object.
�� He
handed it to Severus and they had a silent conversation with their eyes.� Severus looked to Lily and the woman tilted
her head and nodded.� Harry was the first
to speak.� �This uses earth magic, which
is good, but you have to do certain rituals to keep it working at optimum
power.� The charge on this is low.� We can give you something that you can fed
your own power to keep it strong.�
�� So if
I had went to Vegas with this I could have been vulnerable again?� Anita asked.
�� Essentially,
yes, but we�ll take care of that now.�
Bloody vampires are really cheeky here in the states.� Harry smiled at
Anita�s frown.� He summoned his wand from
upstairs and started a complicated pattern of swishes and flicks.� He chanted for several minutes and then
looked at Anita, �I need a drop of blood and magic.��
�� Anita
immediately offered her hand and started to pull a knife, but Severus stopped
her.� �You need only call your magic
forth and I will draw the saturated blood.��
Anita did as she was told and Severus used his wand to prick her
finger.� The small amount of blood was
placed onto the medallion and Harry incanted again.� Anita was rather shocked at the small amount
of blood needed. She was used to the amount needed in her raisings.� Harry finished and suddenly dropped the
talisman to the floor and grabbed his stomach.
�� Are
alright Harry?� Everyone seemed to ask as the boy cursed under his breath.
�� Fine,
just one of the little buggers decided to kick me square in a sore spot.� I swear I can�t take another month of
this.� James and Albus
are going to kill me with their movement.�
�� I
believe we did not agree to those as final names,� Severus spoke a little
coldly.
�� James-Sirius
and Albus-Severus are perfect names for the
babies.� You�ll come around.�� Harry turned to Anita and smiled. �He�s only
opposed to it out of principle, not practice.�
So this,� Harry summoned the medallion off the floor. �Will use your own
magic to keep any poacher out of your head.�
�� I talk
to Vegas on the way here and got more details. There is a spell on some of the
police that is causing them to sleep.�
Their magic experts can�t figure out how to break it.�
�� We
would have to go to Vegas to assess what the magic is.� We can�t do anything from a distance.�� Severus spoke contemplating.
�� Is
there anything that you always carry with you other than the talisman?� Harry
asked.
�� Only
my gun,� Anita answered.� Harry smiled.
�� That
will do. Can I see it?� Harry waited while Anita thought about her gun being in
another�s hand.� �I am only putting a
tracking spell on it.� Mum or Severus can
apparate to you wherever you are and look at the
spell.�
�� Anita
finally took her gun out the holster and handed to Harry.� The wizard only tapped his wand against the
dark metal and smiled, �All done.� Anita put it back in its holster and was
glad Harry hadn�t actually had to touch it.�
Anita thought about how she could send Nathaniel to these men to be
fucked, but couldn�t stomach the thought of someone handling her gun.� Sometimes she didn�t even think she could
understand her motives and hang ups.
�� Las
Vegas had the type of heat where your body as you whether this is serious or
not.� It beat down on Anita like she was
there to beat it back.� She exited the
plane and gave directions for her luggage.�
She flew with Claudia and held the guard�s hand in absence of her
sweeties.� She was close to Claudia in
the way that girls doing �man� jobs, and being good at them, found common
ground without jealousy.� She had Claudia
wait in the plane until she left with the police, and then go make hotel
arrangements for her and others coming later.�
She got to know some of the operators (swat) and practitioners that rode
along as part of the team.� Anita was
amazed at the camaraderie of the teams.�
�� She had
a few moments of equipment envy for the tactical vehicles parked in the garage
at the station.� She felt like she had
some of hers back when they looked at her own equipment.� The phosphorus grenades caused some serious
chest puffing and the blade she carried down her back.� She even wowed them with the easy curl she
did of 260% of her body weight.
�� The
first real hitch to her plans for the hunt started with the psychic
testing.� Cannibal, one of the
practitioners, was supposed to enter her shields politely, but got macho.� He took her back to the scene in St. Louis
where she and the local swat were hunting Vittorio the first time, but only
found the enslaved little vamps he used as tools.� She felt the familiar signs of feeding and
she took hers back.�
�� They
were suddenly thrown from the death of that apartment back in St. Louis and
into a scene of intimate interaction.�
Anita felt herself in Cannibal�s body as he shoved into his wife, making
love.� She felt her skin, warmth, and
tightness as they joined their bodies.�
And then, Cannibal tried to take back control and they were suddenly in
her bedroom with Micah.� She felt Micah
pushing all his endowment into her and had a stray thought about how did
Cannibal like the feel of penetration.�
Probably none, because soon he ripped his hands away from Anita�s and
put as much distance as he could between them.
�� Cannibal?� Sergeant Rocco?� Lt. Grimes asked twice
before the other actually answered.
�� The
reports are accurate.� She felt the loss
of the operators.� She�s tired of the
killing.�
�� Shut
up!�� Anita said in a deathly quiet
voice.� She got to her feet, knocking her
chair over.� Not only had he forced his
power on her and feed from it, but now he wanted to analyze her
motivations.� �You understood nothing.� That last memory wasn�t even related to the
two men who died.�
�� Cannibal
turned with his arms still wrapped around him, �But you killed the
vampire.� Even as she begged for her life
and you felt bad.� You did it because she
killed Melbourne; I felt it.�
�� I
killed her because it was my duty as the fucking law. I�m The Executioner and I
did my job.�
�� Sgt.
Rocco looked belligerent and Anita knew he wasn�t going to let it go.� �I felt what you were feeling when you did
it. I know.�� He spoke directly, looking
at Anita.
�� You
know shit.� But I know what you were
feeling in that other room, Cannibal.� I
can share that if you want?� Anita baited him, trying to get him to back down.
�� That
wasn�t the job,� He said in retort.�
Anita suddenly closed the distance between them and spoke with a lowered
voice.
�� You
were out of bounds and you know it. You fed of me!�
�� You
fed of me as well,� he threw back.
�� She
stared into Cannibal�s dark eyes as she said, �Vampires come in lots of
flavors, not just dead.� Don�t try that
ever again, you understand.�� There was
suddenly an unspoken agreement between the two to keep their mutual secret.
�� Explain
what�s going on, now!� Grimes spoke harshly.
�� Marshall
Blake, turned my power back on me when I went a bit too far. If she wasn�t so
controlled, then I would probably have been carted
out of here on a stretcher. She won�t be a hindrance to our team.� Sgt. Rocco
answered his lt.
�� What
made you got you two so disturbed? I�ve never seen Cannibal curl in on himself
like that,� Davey asked.
�� We
peeked at the others loves. That was way more personal then we wanted to be.�
Cannibal answered.� Grimes frowned at
them both, but he got the answer he needed from the exercise and nodded.
�� We
better get you to Shaw before he come busting in here to get you himself.�� Grimes said and started for the door.� �We also want to take to the hospital to see
the men.� We hope you can help.�
�� Anita
just nodded and followed.� Her
willingness to help was obvious.
�� Anita
next found herself in an interrogation room with Shaw.� It had been an hour of Shaw interrogating her
as if she was a suspect.� He leaned
against the door out and Anita wished for her gun.� He gave her a hard look and Anita just threw
it off like it was nothing.� She stared
down plenty of things scarier than Sheriff Shaw and he wasn�t giving her
tingles.
�� Tell
me about the last time you dealt with this vampire,� Shaw asked her.
�� We
already went over this twice,� Anita answered.
�� No, I
want to know what you left out.� What you
and your vamp boyfriend know that wasn�t in the reports.�
�� Anita
fought not to give signs of guilt as she thought about what to tell Shaw.� �The only thing that did not make it into the
reports was the ability to hide from Masters of Cities.�
�� Don�t
all the powerful ones have that power?�
�� No.�
Anita left it that.� She was frustrated
and angry that they were wasting her time.
�� I
think you�re lying, Blake.� Shaw said and placed his hands down on the table to
lean over her.� He didn�t know Anita had
years of being loomed over and it didn�t faze her.
�� Doesn�t
matter what you think, Sheriff Shaw.�
It�s the truth no matter what.�
�� What
the do you mean?� Shaw almost shouted in her face.
�� It
means what I said, Shaw.� I�m here to
help and you are antagonizing me.� If I
were on the monster�s side, you would only be justifying it.�
�� You
came here because a vampire serial killer painted your name on a wall with our
men�s blood.� You�re here because the
bastard mailed you the head of our executioner.�
I need to know what you did to this guy to make him like you so much.�
�� I
didn�t catch him. That�s it, Shaw.�
�� The
reports say that you were the only one that knew that you didn�t catch him in
that apartment in St. Louis.� How did you
know, if you never met this Vittorio?��
Shaw�s suspicions were obvious.
�� Nothing
we killed in that apartment was powerful enough to be Vittorio.� If he had been I might have been the only
survivor and he�d be dead.�
�� You so
sure about that Blake?�
�� Anita
let some of the cold killer in her show and she smiled, �Yeah, I do. I kill bad
vampires. And Vittorio is a very bad vampire, Sheriff Shaw.�� The man backed up unconsciously and then
caught himself.
�� You
know what I think Blake?� I think that
Vittorio got a hard on for you and you turned him down.� You are currently fucking the Master of City,
hell, you even live with him.�
�� Anita
chuckled, but it was dark and Shaw seemed to be disturbed by it, �What?� he
asked.
�� Here
something else that didn�t make it into the report Sheriff.� Vittorio doesn�t have a hard on for
anyone.� He�s not capable thanks to group
of Catholic priests.� It�s the source of
his pathology, Shaw.� His victim of
choice is strippers. I don�t strip, I kill.�
�� You�re
not going to deny you�re living with the Master of your city?� Shaw deflected
from the information given to process it.
�� No,
why should I?� Anita answered flippantly.
�� Why
aren�t you ashamed?� Shaw sounded genuinely confused.
�� You
should never be ashamed of who you love, Sheriff.�
�� You
love a vampire?�
�� Yes,
they�re citizens here now.� Their tax
money, businesses, historical contributions all contribute to our lives. But
you don�t think that they deserve love, because they died.� How many had no choice?� How many were enslaved for years to cruel masters
like Vittorio until they grew strong enough to break away?� And the only thing that could make them feel
and stay thinking like a living human being is the option that someone can love
them. So, no I am not ashamed of loving Jean-Claude.�
�� Shaw
didn�t seemed moved in the least by this speech and just sneered at Anita.� �You can�t sleep with the monsters and have
loyalty to the badge, Blake.�
�� That�s
where you�re wrong, because I do. Because the monsters don�t all come in
supernatural form, Sheriff.� I do my job
and do it well.� Now this interrogation
is over. I�ve got a crime scene to see and hospital visit.� Anita stood and
walked towards the room door.
�� I
don�t have to let you out of here,� Shaw said to her back, but he was moved
closer.
�� Wrong
again Shaw. I have a federal badge that out ranks your Clark County one.�
�� You
use it like that and you�ll get no cooperation from me and mine.�
�� Anita
turned to look at the man and narrowed her eyes.� It wasn�t in the least a pleasant look to
have leveled at you.� �Sheriff Shaw, if
you don�t cooperate and more people die and Vittorio moves to another city and
I hunt and kill him there. Then, you are going to look the fool and incompetent
because you had the chance to end it here.�
I�m your bait, Sheriff.��
�� Anita
turned to the buzzer on the door and hit it twice waiting for it to open.� When she and Shaw just sat there staring at
each other with no answer or release, she started to bang he hand against the
door.� The strength she used guaranteed
that someone heard her.� She dented the
door slightly right before it opened.�
She grabbed the edge and swung it wide and moved to exit, but a hand
came forward to stop her.� Anita didn�t
let it.� She side stepped it and the
person feel forward with the force they had behind trying to keep her
there.� She was out of the room and
rounding on Sheriff Shaw when she heard her salvation come from behind her.
�� What�s
goin� on here?� Edward or Ted Forrester asked as she
came up behind Anita and placed a calming hand on her shoulder.� This seemed to enrage Shaw as he noticed.
�� You
fucking her too Forrester?� Shaw yelled and pointed at the hand perched on
Anita�s shoulder.
�� Now,
Shaw, that�s steppin� a bit over the line. Me and Anita are old friends. I don�t know what you�re
trying to pull here, but we need to get on the hunt and you�re causin� trouble.��
Shaw seemed to realize he had crowd observing and not a leg to stand
on.� He nodded to someone and waved them
off.
�� Go
look at the crime scene.�
�� Anita
found herself finally entering the hospital to see the sleeping victims.� She was accompanied by Edward, Bernardo Spottedhorse and Otto Jeffries, Olaf to his victims.� Anita had mixed feeling about the other
Marshalls.� Bernardo was a hound dog but he
could shoot, but Otto/Olaf was serial killer with a real hard-on for
Anita.� He was scary and filled Anita
with the type of fear that had her pull a gun Harry, but she knew Harry
wouldn�t tear her apart while he fucked her.
�� Olaf
saw Anita like a serial killer girlfriend.�
She had done the worst thing she could have done when she met him,
impressed him.� Olaf was the misogynistic
mind set that women were just manipulative
whores.� The only consolation Anita had
was Olaf�s expertise when they went to the crime scene.�
�� It had
made almost no sense to Anita and Olaf had provided some insight that they may
be dealing with some kind of Persian magic and some other scary shit.� But Olaf was Olaf and had to ruin it by
fucking with Anita when they went to the coroner�s office to see the bodies of
the operators lost.� The man had started
off creepy as fuck by practically fondling the wounds on the dead bodies, but
then come up with real evidence and clues.�
When he started to creep Anita, she lost focus quickly forgetting that
she was the expert with claw marks.� She
had run out of the autopsy room because she let Olaf get to her and she was
pissed at herself and Olaf.� She kept
Edward from killing Olaf right then and went back to do her job, but she was
keeping a healthy distance from the big German.
�� They
were shown to one of the rooms with two of the sleeping operators.� They lay in the bed peaceful in sleep and
Anita let her power flow out into the room, but felt no recognizable flow to
the spell placed upon them.� She turned
to the three men with her and gestured to close the door.
�� Tell
me now if you can�t handle weird shit and keep your guns holstered?� Anita
asked all three.� Edward was the first to
speak up.
�� I
think we can all handle weird shit Anita.�
What�s going to be so weird we might pull our guns?�
�� Anita
looked sideways at Bernardo and Olaf, because she was really worried about
them, not Edward.� �I�m calling in a
magic expert, but they are coming in in a rather unconventional way.� I need you to hands off your guns, no matter
what you see. Okay, boys?� Anita spoke slowly like she didn�t think they�d
understand otherwise.
�� We are
not boys, Anita,� this said by Olaf, but he nodded his agreement.
�� I
apologize Olaf for not using an appropriate general adjective.� Anita let her
annoyance ring, but pulled out her phone and called Severus and Harry.� Harry answered.
�� Hey,
it�s Anita. I�m near the magic victims.�
Who�s coming to see them?� She asked and listened on the other line as
Harry spoke to someone else.
�� Sorry,
Anita, Teddy was asking me a question.�
Severus and Mum are over with Jean-Claude�s.� I can come now if you need someone
immediately?�
�� Anita
hummed and thought about what a pregnant boy would do to the men with her and
thought she�d get a kick out of their reaction.�
�Ok, Harry you can come, but I thought you weren�t supposed to do the
popping here and there thing?�
�� Oh, I
am not going to apparate.� I�m going to portkey
so all I need you to do is stand in the middle of the room, hopefully no one�s
there that shouldn�t be,� his voice was cautious.
�� Only
trusted people, three other Marshalls and me.�
�� Okay,
just stand where you have the most space around you and no tables near.� Harry
instructed.� Anita moved towards the
center of the large hospital room and gave Harry the okay.
�� I�ll
be there in a second.� Harry hung up and Anita just stood there and waited.
�� Anita
what are you doing,� Edward asked and started towards her.
�� No!
Stay right where you are. Don�t move until he gets here.�� Just as she finished a swooshing sound came
into the room and Harry fell against Anita.�
The woman caught him easily, because Harry weighed a little more than
her even heavily pregnant.
�� That
was not brilliant at all,� Harry said and swayed.� The distinct sound of guns coming out of
holsters made Anita stiffen.� �I thought
you said they could be trusted, Anita?��
Harry stood up and got his bearings.�
His hand going to the small of his back to counter the weight in the
front.
�� How
the fuck did he do that?� Bernardo said as he stared at Harry.� �Are you pregnant?�
�� Yes
and bloody cranky too. The boys did not like the trip.� Harry patted his
stomach and smiled at the guns pointed at him.�
Anita spoke up quickly.
�� Put
the guns away. I told you �weird shit�, okay?� She pointed at Harry.� Olaf was the one that actually pulled the
trigger anyway.� Anita glared at the
click and actually pulled her gun to shoot the big man but Harry placed a hand
on her shoulder.� Olaf just looked at his
gun like it had betrayed him.
�� No
shooting in the hospital room.� And bad
man for trying to shoot a pregnant person!��
Harry wagged his finger at Olaf.�
Olaf made to lunge at Harry�s smug smirk, but waved his hand and the man
went limp and slid to the floor.� Harry
turned to the others, �Will there be any problems from you two as well?�
�� Anita?�
Edward�s one word question was really a paragraph demand condensed as he looked
from Anita to Harry.
�� This
Harry Potter-Snape.�
He�s one of the new residence of St. Louis.� He is a preternatural consultant with RPIT.
He also happens to be a wizard and pregnant with twins from his vampire husband
that is not bound by daylight. Is that all Harry?�� Anita had to keep herself from cracking up at
the look on Bernardo and Edward�s face.�
Olaf�s were round, but nothing else on the man was moving.
�� Merlin
Anita, you could have given them warning. You did that deliberately.� Well let me get to work before Severus gets
home.�� Harry turned towards the beds and
victims to survey.� His eyes began to glow
and then we waved his wand over both the bodies and smiled.
�� That�s
bloody sweet and brilliant.� Whoever did
this is obviously not your main bad guy Anita.�
�� What
do you mean,� she asked.�
�� It�s a
fairytale incantation.� All the victims
need to wake up is a kiss from someone who loves or cares for them.� It�s rather sweet.� I am surprised none have woken yet. Don�t
they have family visiting?�� Harry leaned
over one of the men and kissed him on the lips.�
Then, went to the other and kissed him as well.� Both men started to stir as they opened their
eyes and looked around.� Harry placed a
finger to his mouth and pushed the call button for the nurse.
�� How
did you do that?� You don�t any of these
men,� Edward said.
�� I�m
special. I love everyone, even Anita when she points a gun in my face.� Harry
smirked at Anita and she scowled at the reminder of their meeting.� �Get their families in here and get the
others awake.�
�� The
nurse came in and saw Harry, but sidelined the new person in the room for the
immediate agenda of assessing the now awake officers.� Anita and the boys moved out of the room as
more personnel came in to check out the men.�
Olaf was stumbling behind them like an automaton.� Anita ushered Harry into an empty waiting
room.� She helped him sit down as a
doctor came down the hall behind them to ask questions.� Harry explained quickly and the doctor was
off to make next of kin contact.
�� I have
never seen this type of magic before,� Edward said.
�� I
have. Let me go Potter!� The muffled command came from Olaf.� Everyone turned to Olaf confused.
�� You
know Olaf, Harry?�� Anita asked
incredulously.
�� Oh,
yes I do. In fact I went to school with his nephew.� Olaf Goyle, squib
and shame to your noble pureblood family.�
What did you think that if you took a shot at Harry Potter they would
accept you? No, they won�t; you�d still be a squib and loon. We can�t forget
your little hobbies.� You know what I
should do with you correct?�
�� I have
immunity here.�
�� That
is only if they ever found you again,� Harry replied.
�� Good
God Harry, is every enemy you had come to the states?�� Anita asked.
�� Merlin,
no! He�s not an enemy, just crazy.��
Harry looked at Olaf.� �Can you
behave?�� A muffled yes and Harry waved
at the man giving him control of his body again.
�� I
should kill you, mudblood.�
�� I may
not scare you Olaf, but did you by any chance forget who my husband is? Severus
would do things to you and keep you alive to feel everyone
of them.� You know what you do to those
girls?� Anita why are you working with
him?�� Harry turned those evergreen eyes
on her.
�� Edward
says he�s good backup and he has been in the past. I�m having a hard time
knowing you know him and him you.� Anita said and sat next to Harry.
�� Well,
Olaf is just a problem for the muggles anyway, but if
he every gives you problems let me know.�
I�ve to run back before Severus finds me gone too long.� I think mum�s on the way out though.� Good luck Anita.� And then Harry was just
gone and everyone was looking at Anita and then, Olaf.
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