Hello every one
This is my newest fanfiction. I have not abandon Gray Matter, and will update it in a couple of days.
This one will be updated hopefully once or twice a month, it all depends on my muse.
There will be smut later on. :-)
I hope you'll like it.
A huge thank you to my lovely Beta Reader MadamKitten, she is the best! Without her help, I wouldn't be able to upload this. She is the best. So Thank you! :-)
Chapter 1
Rodolphus Lestrange stood and looked out of his bedroom window. The wind howled and it rained in the thunderstorm, reminding him of his time in Azkaban. It was almost like being back in Azkaban. Four years had passed since that fateful day when Harry Potter finally defeated the Dark Lord.
He still had difficulty understanding that he finally was free. After having been under Bellatrixs Imperius curse for several years, it was nice to be himself again. Being able to think and do things of his own free will.
A bolt of lightning split the sky, and the little boy in his arms gave a little jolt. Rodolphus tightened his grip on the boy and rocked him quietly around. He still had some difficulties, understanding that he was a parent now.
Leliana Dalia. It still hurt him, thinking about the little boy's mother. They had an on-off relationship for several years since they met in Diagon Alley. She had been visiting her uncle, and the two fell into conversation. Even after he married Bellatrix and was under her Imperius curse, he found time to meet with her.
Unfortunately Bellatrix discovered their relationship, and it had cost Leliana her life. If Molly Weasley hadn't killed Bellatrix, he would have.
Rodolphus looked down at the sleeping boy in his arms, it was incredible to be able to feel so much for such a small creature. He would do anything for his little boy. He kissed the boy on the head and laid him down in his bed. The little boy pressed his stuffed Hippogriff to him and Rodolphus tucked the quilt around him. He brushed the boy's hair from his face and kissed him gently on the forehead. He walked out of the room, but left the lamp beside the bed on. He threw a quick Muffliato, and went down the stairs to the small sitting room.
His brother, Rabastan Lestrange, was sitting on a small sofa staring into the fireplace, and Rodolphus went and sat beside him. Rabastan handed him a glass of Fire Whiskey, and for a while the two brothers sat and looked into the flames, enjoying the warmth from it.
"Is Lysander finally sleeping?" Rabastan asked.
"Yes, he finally fell asleep." Rodolphus said and took a sip of the Fire whiskey while he brushed aside some of his long brown hair from his face.
"You also look like you could use some sleep brother." Rabastan said, and took a sip from his own glass. Rodolphus shook his head slightly and drank another sip of the whiskey.
Rabastan had always been good at reading other people's moods, sometimes it irritated Rodolphus. Especially now, when it was the third night in a row that he had not gotten much sleep. Lysander started out being sick, then Rabastan lost his work, and now the storm. What he would not give for a good night's sleep.
"Roddy, go up and get some sleep. I'll listen after Lysander." Rabastan said and looked at his older brother. He could see the exhaustion in his face.
"Thanks Rab." Rodolphus said and went up to his room. He threw himself in bed with all his clothes on before sleep finally took the upper hand.
Hermione did not like thunderstorms. The lightning and thunder reminded her too much of the war at Hogwarts. Four years had passed, and not a day went by where she didn't remember all those who died in the war, and of the sacrifices they made. The word Mudblood was still cut into her arm. She was happy that the bitch Bellatrix was dead. To think that she'd had her husband and his brother under the Imperius Curse for several years. Poor men.
She gave up trying to sleep and got up from her bed and went towards her kitchen. When she couldn't sleep, she could always make a cup of tea and read a good book.
She sat in front of the fireplace in her living room and looked into the fire, with the cup in her hand. At times, she felt lonely. Her relationship with Ronald had only lasted one year. He was ready for marriage and children, but she was not. Hermione wanted to enjoy the peace. After years of fighting against Death Eaters, werewolves and other evil beings there was finally peace, and she was going to enjoy it.
Ronald did not understand it, and when he accidentally slept with Lavender, they ended their relationship. It had been three years and she still had difficulties being in the same room as them.
Ronald and Lavender had gotten engaged, and everyone was so happy for them. Everyone, that is, except for Molly Weasley. She had tried and failed, to break them apart. Molly had even tried to make him apologize to Hermione for what he had done. She had a hard time giving up the dream of Hermione finally becoming a part of the Weasley family.
Ronald and Hermiones break up had taken it's toll on her friendship with Harry and Ginny. Ginny had taken her brothers side, and Harry had also taken Ronalds side. He didn't want to lose the only family he had, and he didn't want to jeopardize his relationship with Ginny.
Hermione was sad that Harry had taken Ronalds side, and they didn't quite have the same friendship anymore.
The only Weasley she talked to now, was George, and occasionally Molly. The Weasley matriarch frequently came down to the little shop where she worked to talk and gossip.
Hermione was startled when a lightning split the sky.
"Come on Hermione, grow up, it's just a storm," she said aloud to herself. She went into the kitchen and got herself a chilled glass of white wine instead of her tea, and sat back down on her couch.
It had been a long time since she last had a boyfriend and she really missed the companionship. Someone to snuggle into and just relax in front of the fireplace with. She took a sip of her wine, and tucked the blanket up around her as she pulled her feet up on the couch, and thought about the future.
"Papa! Papa!"
Rodolphus opened his eyes and looked at his son standing beside his bed.
"Good morning Sander, did you sleep well?" He asked as he lifted the little boy up in his bed.
"Yes papa, you sleep well?" the little boy asked and snuggled up to Rodolphus.
"Mmh" he replied, and held his son close to him.
They lay in bed a few minutes before Lysander jumped down and ran to wake up his uncle. It gave Rodolphus time to wake up properly. He could hear Rabastan shout from his room, followed by Lysander's laughter.
Now Rabastan has been awakened, I'd better get up.
He got up and went to the door, and just managed to jump aside when Lysander came running out from Rabastans room with his stuffed Hippogriff in his hand.
"Just wait, I'll catch you!" shouted Rabastan as he came out of his room with wet hair.
"Decided to take a bath in bed Rab?" Rodolphus asked, with a smirk on his face.
"The little worm poured water on my head because I wouldn't wake up fast enough!" said Rabastan.
"Uncle Bass is wet!" the little boy laughed from his room, before Rabastan ran after him again. He could hear that Lysander was laughing and Rabastan too. Rodolphus went down and could not even help but laugh himself.
Lysander lay in bed and cried with laughter because his uncle Bass was tickling him.
"Now that's enough you two!" Rodolphus chuckled and moved to separate the two just as Rabastan fired off a Aguamenti straight to Rodolphus head, causing Lysander to laugh even more. Rabastan had tears rolling down his cheeks from laughing.
"Very funny Rab" Rodolphus said before he fired one towards both of them. They continued their struggle until there was water all over the place.
Rodolphus cast a quick drying charm over Lysander, before he helped him to get dressed.
"Papa, can we get ice cream today?" Lysander asked.
"You want ice cream? Don't you think we should get some breakfast first?" Rodolphus replied.
"Breakfast and then ice cream?" Lysander asked.
"Alright then, Madam Maggie will certainly be glad to see you." Rodolphus said and stood up to retrieve his cloak and Galleons.
"Why don't you go down and ask Uncle Bass if he wants to come to?" Rodolphus asked his son, who immediately ran down to his uncle.
Before long the three Lestrange men, were ready to apparate to Diagon Alley.
"Hold on tight Lysander." Rodolphus said just before he apparated him and his son.
They landed in the outskirts of the city, in a small alley. There were many people here this morning.
Rodolphus sat Lysander down and went along with Rabastan who suddenly stopped just before they came out of the alley.
"Fuck Rod, it's Daphne." Rabastan said and looked out onto the street. Quite right, the elder Greengrass girl was walking around out there.
"Rab, I thought you were over her. You know she is engaged to the Malfoy kid." Rodolphus said and looked out at the young girl who had not yet seen them.
"I'll never get over her Roddy." Rabastan sighed and looked longingly at the blonde girl.
"Rab, you know it's no use. Now let's move on." Rodolphus said and gave his brother's shoulder a squeeze.
"I'll catch up with you, go on ahead." Rabastan said, right before he started running out toward the girl. When she saw him she smiled, and she quickly followed with Rabastan off the street.
"It seems that it's just the two of us Lysander," Rodolphus said and looked down. The little boy was nowhere to be seen.
"Lysander? LYSANDER?" Rodolphus yelled, and looked frantically around after his son.