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A RUMOR OF PEACE	By : Acaciarose Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6494 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The three brothers looked at each other, each knowing full well that Roark WAS, in fact, adopted. They looked then to Apollo and Zac and saw that they had gone pale, but Harry, when they looked at him, had gone white, his green eyes holding as he stared for a long moment at his brother, then raised his eyes to meet in turn Roan's, then Ethan's, then finally Colten's.
WAS it possible? they all wondered privately. COULD Roark have been born on Leo? Could he have been taken from Leo to Aquaria by his mother's sister? Could she then have made the decision to put him up for adoption and taken him to Caprica? It WAS a stretch, they admitted, BUT it was also possible.
: Harry? :
: It could be possible. : he whispered to them. : Though Mom and Dad never said anything about where Roark came from, if they even knew. :
: We don't even know for sure that the woman who put him up for adoption came from Leo. :
: We aren't sure if it could be possible, or that Roark was that baby. Dad did say his wife had a sister, though not what her name was. :
: If he even knew it. Sounds like both of them were keeping secrets from their families. We know our baby brother survived, and he was given to the sister as Dad had not been listed on the birth record. :
: Which we know they intended to change as soon as he could bring her to Caprica. :
: What are you going to do? : Harry asked softly as Roark paid for the fruit he had picked and they started to walk again.
: As soon as this case is over, we're going to get the family together-- :
: No. If this is even REMOTELY possible, : Payton said in a strong voice, : we get everyone on a conference call, if not tonight, then as soon as possible. We're going to need to start looking into this now, not later. We could lose valuable time in finding the proof of what we suspect. :
: Agreed, though it could take a few days to get everyone together. :
: That's why we need to start now. The families spread out all over the place right now. If we're going to set up a conference call, we'll need Chris' help. And Dad needs to know about this. :
"SO..." came Zac's voice, drawing Harry and the three Durins back to the discussion going on between Apollo, Zac, and Roark, "is it really serious?"
"Is WHAT serious?" he asked, pausing now at the wine stall to pick up a couple of bottles.
"What is between the two of you and your mystery lovers?"
Roark looked over at him as he placed the bottles into his shopping bag. "We've only been together for a few sectars {months}, Uncle," he began slowly, " but... Yes, I think what we have found together is very serious. I know that I'm in love with him."
"And he is in love with you?"
A smile. "Yes, Uncle Apollo, he is."
"Good." He turned his head, "Harry?" he asked, seeing the smile that twisted his lips as he nodded, his thoughts still on the possibility that his brother could quite possibly be a Durin. "Then you should both be made aware that once this case has been settled, we are going to want to have a nice long talk with them both."
A couple of snorts behind them made them turn to look at the Durin brothers, who were now looking at Harry and Roark with narrow-eyed gazes.
"What?" Roark asked of them. "You lot have already made it clear you want more than a few words with them."
Smirks. "Yes, we do. No, it wasn't that," Colten said, "just remembering something else."
"Oh? What would that be?"
Now grins twisted all three pairs of lips. "We were remembering that nice long talk we had with Nicholas when we found out about him and Damien."
"Sweet GODS, that man was positively sickening in his adoration. Then there's Dylan and Charlie..."
Roark could only laugh, pointing a finger at them. "Don't you worry boys, your time will come, and sooner than you may think. It will happen when you least expect it, just as it did me."
"And me," Harry said, looking at each of them. "Come on, let's drop this stuff off at home, then get back to Headquarters and see what the others have been up to."
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"There was something I wanted to talk to you about," he murmured quietly sometime later, They lay tangled together under the light blanket before the fireplace, his body still coming down from its orgasmic high after a very passionate bout of lovemaking, his fingers tracing patterns through the hair on his chest.
"Um..." he breathed, head-turning, his lips brushing over his forehead, a hand moving lazily over his back and shoulders. "Talk to me about what?"
"It's about something I found in the Port Authority Archives this morning."
His brow wrinkled. "I thought the Archives had been destroyed?"
"Hum...most of the building was, but I took a chance that I might find something in the records that DID survive, and I did." Pressing a kiss to Rodolphus' chest, he untangled himself from him, reaching for the robe lying abandoned not far away.
"Where are you going, babe?" he asked tiredly, pushing himself up and shifting several pillows behind his back as he leaned against the hearth, eyes following his lover.
"To my desk," he answered, reaching his desk and searching through the papers there until he found what he was looking for. Finding what he wanted, he went back to him, settling down beside him and handing him the copy he had made of the report. "It's about a young woman by the name of Leta Lestrange."
"Leta Lestrange?" he took the report, read through it by the light of the fire behind them, looking over at him in shock when he had finished. "Leo? From a refugee ship?"
"Do you by any chance remember an Aunt? Or perhaps a cousin named Leta?"
He looked thoughtful for a moment as he thought back to when his parents had been alive, trying to remember if either of them had ever mentioned..."No, I never heard of her, but...I vaguely remember them arguing about one of my grandfather's brothers who had disgraced the Lestrange family name by marrying someone...not suitable. She wanted to contact them as they were, after all, family. Father refused, point blank, to even entertain the thought. His grandfather had disowned the brother, therefore he was no Lestrange as far as he was concerned."
"Disowned?! For marrying someone he loved? Bit extreme, wasn't it?"
Rodolphus could only shake his head. "Back then, it would have been about keeping the bloodline pure, as it was when father was alive. The Lestrange's were, and are, direct descendants from one of the last, true ancient lines of the third Lord of Kobol, who established Aquaria during the Founding." He looked over at him. "So yes, if grandfather's brother married beneath the Lestrange standards, he would have been disowned."
"So you could still have family out there?"
He shook his head. "Possibly, but it's been so long, Rory, and many of the records of that time have been destroyed, not only on Leo, but here as well. We may never be able to find out."
"Um...perhaps not," he said thoughtfully, shifting himself over him to look better into his eyes, "but I think I'm going to keep looking into it as time permits me." He leaned in to kiss him. "I LOVE a good mystery, and your family, darling, including this Leta Lestrange, presents me with a really good one."
Rodolphus could only chuckle, slipping his hands under Roark's robe, moving them over him caressingly. "I would expect nothing less of you, my love," he murmured, his head falling back as his lips pressed to his throat, then began to move down his chest. "Just don't be too disappointed when you can't find anything."
"Hum...mm," he breathed against a taut nipple, making him groan. "You never know. Aren't you the least bit curious, Dolph?" he asked closing his mouth over the bud, nipping, then sucking, hearing him moan in reaction.
"I've already tried to look into it and found nothing," he rumbled as Roark drew off the left nipple and moved to his right to give it the same treatment. "I am curious, I admit, but--" he gasped as Roark began to move downward again, placing tiny, nipping kisses to his abs, his stomach, even further down... "but there seems to be something far more interesting happening right now."
Roark looked up at him with a grin as he took his growing cock into his mouth. Going down on him, taking him deep into his mouth, pulling up to swirl his tongue over the head, then going down on him again.
"OH! Fuck, yes!" he gasped, fingers tangling in his midnight hair as he began to bob his head, one hand wrapping around the base of his, stroking upward as he lifted his head. "Oh, YES!" he gasped. "Gods, Roark, feels so GOOD!" he cried out as the tip oh his tongue speared lightly into the slit, then took him deep into his mouth again. "OH, YES, babe, suck me!"
It didn't take him long to bring him to full arousal, and once he had, he pulled up off him with a pop, lifted himself up, pressed a kiss to his lips as he reached behind to hold him steady as he lowered himself onto him, taking him to the hilt. Their eyes met...held as slowly Roark moved, lifting himself up, only to thrust back down onto him.
They both gave gasps, deep moans of pleasure issuing from their throats as Roark continued to move on him, "Dolph...so good," he moaned, his head falling back as he slammed himself back down, taking him as deep as he could, grinding himself on him. "You're so deep, I love how you feel in me, filling me up."
"Yes," he moaned, wrapping his arms around that moving body and rolling them. placing Roark on his back, hands moving to his knees, lifting them onto his shoulders, before placing his palms to the carpeted floor, leaning over him, thrusting over and over with deep, powerful strokes, hitting his lover's pleasure spot with every inward stroke. "But this," came gruffly as he pulled himself out only to slam himself deep, "THIS is even better!" he rasped out, his eyes moving over Roark's deeply flushed face, those silver eyes holding his pleasure, as his hips snapped in and out.
"Dolph," came his deep moan as his pleasure began to climb. "Dolph, PLEASE!" he arched up into those pounding thrusts, head thrashing, "OH, gods, YES! PLEASE, more. Need more," he moaned, his body growing tauter by the micron {second}. "Please...Rodolphus, need more."
He pulled out of him suddenly, turned him, grabbing pillows for his knees as he lifted him with hands on his hips, and slammed back into him, earning him a scream of pleasure as he ground deeply into him, only to pull out and do it again...and again.
He pounded into him then, leaning down over his back as he took him hard, took his deep, took him fast, hand wrapping around Roark's bobbing cock to stroke. It wasn't long after that that they both exploded in orgasm, screaming each others names.
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