Till Death us Part
Chapter 1
"Marcus, how can you do that to me?" Akasha, was, carefully said, furious and desperate. That itself was unusual enough for the normally so composed woman. What made the situation even more unusual was that she showed her desperation openly.
Her husband had expected a reaction like that and played it through in his mind: tell her, then sooth her, calm her down and later tell her the undeniable reasons. But it turned out to be a lot harder than he had imagined.
"Please, Akasha, don't make it harder than it already is. I don't want to leave you here, especially not now. But I have to. I'm an Auror and it's an Aurors job to fight against the Dark Forces. I knew what I got myself into when I started training and you knew it, too. Don't tell me you didn't, you're too intelligent for that!" Marcus Flint tried to explain to his wife. "But you retired. At least I thought so. We agreed on that when I got pregnant", her hands softly stroked her swelling bottom, "I want our child to have a father AND a mother to be there for them. And now here you are, telling me you have to go and fight against Voldemort of all people!"
Contrary to most wizarding people, Akasha Flint wasn't scared of saying the Dark Lord's name. She was a former Slytherin after all! "You know: Fighting means unnecessary danger, danger means mortal peril, mortal peril means getting killed, getting killed means DEATH!!!! And.bang.I'm a widow and a pregnant one, too!"
Suddenly her blazing eyes were full of sorrow. "I don't want to loose you. I love you and I can't bear to sit here waiting for you to come home.or not." She looked up at him from her seat beside the glowing fire. "If you have to go, take me with you. Don't leave me. If you have to die I want to be by your side."
It deeply hurt him to see her so full of sorrow and pain. Kneeling down beside her he took her hands in his. He softly stroked the smooth skin and looked into her clear eyes. "Akasha, there's nothing I desire more than to be with you. Your most precious to me. And when I'm leaving I want to be sure that you're safe here in this castle. Your safety is the only reason for me to join this battle. Because you know as well as I do that we're safe now but when this battle is lose." His voice died . They both knew that Voldemort would kill them if he ever got the power to lay hands on them. And being pure-blooded and ascendants of old wizard families wouldn't save them. One was either a Death Eater or an enemy. It was this simple.
At last Marcus spoke again. "And keep in mind that not only your life but the life of our unborn child is endangered." By now, tears were gleaming in Akasha's eyes. Tears of sadness because she knew that her husband would leave. And tears of love for him and their unborn child.
Marcus picked her up and carried her to their bed. Laying her onto the soft sheets and covering her with the warm quilt he cupped her cheek. "Promise me one thing, please!" "Everything you want!" she answered looking up at him. "Come what may, live for me and our daughter. Don't follow me in death in case I won't come back. Because I'll always be with you. My soul will be with you and our daughter. Make her a proud Slytherin!" His words were spoken with sincerity and love was in every word. "How do you know it's going to be a girl?" Maybe it was due to her falling asleep but Akasha could only think of him wishing their child to be a girl.
"She's going to be as beautiful as you are. And she's going to be a wonderful Chaser!" Akasha smiled: "I promise.", she whispered before closing her eyes. Soon after Marcus heard the regular breathing of his beloved one. He layed one of his hands on his wife's stomach. "She's going to have your grace and your compassion. She's going to has our strength and love!" And as if the child understood him, he felt a tiny foot kicking against the skin underneath his fingers. Smiling and looking at the peaceful sleeping face of his wife he got up and left. There was a lot to prepare until his departure in two days.
AN: I hope you liked it so far. This is not the end and I plan on some chapters to follow (hopefully) soon. Encouraging as well as critical reviews are welcome because they tell me someone is reading this and that there are people worth to write more chapters for. So, review!
Chapter 1
"Marcus, how can you do that to me?" Akasha, was, carefully said, furious and desperate. That itself was unusual enough for the normally so composed woman. What made the situation even more unusual was that she showed her desperation openly.
Her husband had expected a reaction like that and played it through in his mind: tell her, then sooth her, calm her down and later tell her the undeniable reasons. But it turned out to be a lot harder than he had imagined.
"Please, Akasha, don't make it harder than it already is. I don't want to leave you here, especially not now. But I have to. I'm an Auror and it's an Aurors job to fight against the Dark Forces. I knew what I got myself into when I started training and you knew it, too. Don't tell me you didn't, you're too intelligent for that!" Marcus Flint tried to explain to his wife. "But you retired. At least I thought so. We agreed on that when I got pregnant", her hands softly stroked her swelling bottom, "I want our child to have a father AND a mother to be there for them. And now here you are, telling me you have to go and fight against Voldemort of all people!"
Contrary to most wizarding people, Akasha Flint wasn't scared of saying the Dark Lord's name. She was a former Slytherin after all! "You know: Fighting means unnecessary danger, danger means mortal peril, mortal peril means getting killed, getting killed means DEATH!!!! And.bang.I'm a widow and a pregnant one, too!"
Suddenly her blazing eyes were full of sorrow. "I don't want to loose you. I love you and I can't bear to sit here waiting for you to come home.or not." She looked up at him from her seat beside the glowing fire. "If you have to go, take me with you. Don't leave me. If you have to die I want to be by your side."
It deeply hurt him to see her so full of sorrow and pain. Kneeling down beside her he took her hands in his. He softly stroked the smooth skin and looked into her clear eyes. "Akasha, there's nothing I desire more than to be with you. Your most precious to me. And when I'm leaving I want to be sure that you're safe here in this castle. Your safety is the only reason for me to join this battle. Because you know as well as I do that we're safe now but when this battle is lose." His voice died . They both knew that Voldemort would kill them if he ever got the power to lay hands on them. And being pure-blooded and ascendants of old wizard families wouldn't save them. One was either a Death Eater or an enemy. It was this simple.
At last Marcus spoke again. "And keep in mind that not only your life but the life of our unborn child is endangered." By now, tears were gleaming in Akasha's eyes. Tears of sadness because she knew that her husband would leave. And tears of love for him and their unborn child.
Marcus picked her up and carried her to their bed. Laying her onto the soft sheets and covering her with the warm quilt he cupped her cheek. "Promise me one thing, please!" "Everything you want!" she answered looking up at him. "Come what may, live for me and our daughter. Don't follow me in death in case I won't come back. Because I'll always be with you. My soul will be with you and our daughter. Make her a proud Slytherin!" His words were spoken with sincerity and love was in every word. "How do you know it's going to be a girl?" Maybe it was due to her falling asleep but Akasha could only think of him wishing their child to be a girl.
"She's going to be as beautiful as you are. And she's going to be a wonderful Chaser!" Akasha smiled: "I promise.", she whispered before closing her eyes. Soon after Marcus heard the regular breathing of his beloved one. He layed one of his hands on his wife's stomach. "She's going to have your grace and your compassion. She's going to has our strength and love!" And as if the child understood him, he felt a tiny foot kicking against the skin underneath his fingers. Smiling and looking at the peaceful sleeping face of his wife he got up and left. There was a lot to prepare until his departure in two days.
AN: I hope you liked it so far. This is not the end and I plan on some chapters to follow (hopefully) soon. Encouraging as well as critical reviews are welcome because they tell me someone is reading this and that there are people worth to write more chapters for. So, review!