"Its so much easier coming in through the floo." I muttered as I raised my fist to knock on the door. With a deep breathe I knocked three times, waiting only a moment before the door was opened and a shirtless Sirius was standing before me. I looked him over once before coming to look in his eyes, my eyebrows raised
"See something you like?" Sirius teased, pulling me in for a hug, I kicked the door shut behind m, wrapping my arms around his middle
"No, just an old man trying to relive his hay days."
"Less of the old you." I warned, tapping me on the head lightly, pulling me further into the house "What brings you to our humble abode."
"Can't I just pop round for a visit?" Sirius gave me a look as he sat himself at the table "Where is everyone?" I asked confused, the house was usually so full and loud, but today it seemed empty and as quiet as the dead.
"Gone to Diagon alley. Something about raising spirits or something."
"You not into spirits."
"Not this sort of spirits." I laughed, making myself a cup of tea
"You have two cloaks on."
"And the medal for stating the obvious goes too." I sat at the table, pulling faces at him
"Stop picking on me. Heard you were ill, that why you got two cloaks on?"
"No, I was and yes. In that order."
"Harry said you write to him yesterday, and that you hinted at being poisoned?"
"I was, at my party. We have people on it." I told him, before he could explode "And I am getting better, taking potions and resting. This is the first time I have been out since I became ill."
"Why didn't you floo and avoid going out?"
"I made Draco take me out today, I was going mad at home."
"Wouldn't have that problem if you lived here."
"No, I'd be mad from putting up with you without a break."
"You're so mean to me today." He pouted, as I took a sip of my drink and we settled into silence. "What's up with Fred?" I asked, thinking about my last visit
"He feels about lost. He needs someone to look after." Sirius told me honestly "He started with Ginny, but she's changed. When Harry and her mother are not around she is a heartless bitch."
"Sirius!" I shouted,
"I'm sorry but It is true and everyone but those two can see it. Poor Fred, he tried so hard to get her two see right but he failed. And now, he has moved onto you."
"Me?"
"He will look after you, and I am begging you to let him do it. He needs it. And I just won't to look after you."
"So you recruited him."
"To put it one way, yes." I rolled my eyes, taking another deep sip "Serious talk coming, I can feel it." He said, settling further into his seat. I nodded, putting my drink down
"I saw Voldermort the other day."
"What did he do?"
"Nothing much." I admitted "It wasn't him."
"The who was it."
"My father."
"Your father?" He asked, confused
"Is alive. Apparently the guy thrown into the ministry was under some new type of polyjuice potion, that lasts longer, and my father is alive and well and living with Voldemort."
"Severus is alive." Sirius said slowly
"And I have seen him." I told him, nodding
"Where is he?"
"With Voldermort."
"When did you see him?" he asked, leaning forwards in his seat
"Couple days ago I guess." I shrugged
"I don't know what to say."
"I don't know how to feel." I confided "I'd just started to accept that he was dead and now he's alive again."
"You have talked to him them?"
"Briefly, and Voldermort was around so not probably but yes I have."
"At least you got that." I nodded, slumping into the seat "How did he convince Voldermort of his loyalty?"
"I do not know, but he has managed it." I looked up at him "I don't know how to feel. Tell me Sirius, what should I be feeling? Happy he's alive? Sad I can't see him?"
"Oh, pup." Sirius sighed, getting up and moving to hold me. I leaned into him, letting my tears flow "I can't tell you how to feel, I don't know how you should be. But you need to calm down. He is alive and that is good, however you feel is up to you, just know you have friends here who will help you in anyway."
"Thanks." I whispered, resting my head on his chest
"Its alright. Anytime." He replied, running his fingers through my hair. When I had pulled myself together, wiped my eyes and finished my drink I looked up at him
"When will they others be back?"
"Anytime." He shrugged "You going to wait for them?"
"Maybe."
"Wont Lukas be missing you?"
"He's staying at his girlfriends for a couple of days."
"You home alone then?"
"Yeah, me and the house elfs."
"Why don't you come stay here?" He asked, gesturing to the space around him with his arms
"Because I have a perfectly good house. A couple of days of no one around will do me good."
"Mia." He sighed
"I'll be fine." I promised rolling my eyes at him "now, do you have any food? I had some soup earlier and I'm still hungry."
"Kreacher will make missus something." The small elf said, appearing at my side, making me scream in fright.
"Thank you, a bacon sandwich would go down a treat."
"Mia, you have been ill, I don't think a bacon sandwich-"
"I want a bacon sandwich!" I demanded, pouting at him
"Get the lady her sandwich." He said to Kreacher "If you get worse after this, do not come crying to me!"
"blah blah blah." I told him, waving him of and adding a sticking out of the tongue for the finishing affect.
"You're such a child." He laughed, tapping me on the head.
"ABUSE!" I cried with a laugh
"I'll show you abuse young lady." Sirius said, his voice harsh but the massive smile on his face showed his joke. He launched himself at me crashing into the chair as I moved of it. "Owie!" Sirius cried, scrambling to an upright position.
I watched him, tears in my eyes as he turned to me "You better run." He hissed. I squeaked running to the other end of the kitchen, laughter following me as I ran.
"You're chasing a sick girl!" I cried, running out the kitchen and up the stairs, Sirius storming up the stairs behind me.
"I don't care!" He shouted, as I ran, I into the library, hiding behind the settee. I heard a loud bang and a crash followed by some swear words causing me to bite my lip to keep from laughing. I pulled my wand out, crawling so I was under the table next to the door. Once there I transformed a book that was behind the settee into a mannequin of me and waited until I saw Sirius feet came into the room. "Mia, come out come out where ever you are." He said, slowly walking to the sofa. I could only see his feet, but knew what he was going to do, with a silent giggle; I got myself into a position where it would be easy to get from my hiding place and waited until he was right in front of the sofa.
I climbed out silently, pulling myself to a standing position and leaning against the door "GOTCHA!" Sirius shouted, diving over the sofa
"Who he got?" I jumped, turning to see Harry and Fred standing behind me, looking at the older man who had just disappeared.
"You scared me." I whispered, turning back around and assuming my position.
"What's going on?" Fred asked, resting his head on my shoulder as we listened to Sirius making noises.
"He thinks I'm there." I told him
"And he is grunting because…?" Harry didn't get his answer as at that moment Sirius head appeared over the top of the settee, he looked around confused, before he spotted my smirking form
"How did you do that?" He asked, amazed as he stood
"Magic." I said, adding jazz hands for affect. Fred and Harry laughed at Sirius face, me trying to hide my giggle.
"I will get you back for this." Sirius said, standing u fully and brushing of his robes, trying to make himself look demure.
"Sure you will, know I'm going back to the kitchen so that I can have my sandwich." I informed them, twisting away from Fred and leading the way back to the kitchen.
I knew they were following me, as I could hear them laughing at Sirius, their teasing voices leaving a smile on my face.
Walking into the kitchen was like walking into heaven, the smell of bacon reached my nose and I took a deep breathe, practically falling into the place Kreacher had set for me, and taking the first bite of the bacon sandwich.
"That smells heavenly."
"Mine." I growled, looking over at Harry from the top of the sandwich
"Someone's protective." Fred laughed, as they all took their seats.
"If you had this sandwich, you would be as well." I said, my head nodding.
"I'm pretty sure you have reached new heights of weirdness."
"Had to happen one day." Harry said, throwing me a smirk, I stuck my finger up at him, before going back to eating.
"So, why you here?" Harry asked, I looked up at Sirius, who looked at me, my pain evident in his face "Mia?" Harry asked as my silence stretched on.
"Wont me to tell him?" I nodded, covering my not talking by concentrating on eating and zoning out of the conversation going on around me.
I should really tell Lukas about father, knowing that when he did found out and it wasn't by my mouth I might just lose my brother. But I doubt he would believe me, and I need to do it without Hissy hearing, which means probably out of the house. But he's mad at me at the moment anyway, so getting him to talk to me let alone go out with me will be a problem. I sighed, taking a drink before continuing my thoughts. I really need to find Ale, I mean I know he's alive I can still fill the connection but he's put his wall up-
"MIA!" I jumped, nearly dropping what remained of my sandwich as I was pulled out of my thoughts
"Yes?"
"Sirius has told us what you told him." I nodded as Harry talked "he is living with Voldermort you say?"
"Well," I answered, "Voldermort took me to a safe house to get a healer to look over me and he was there."
"So we could save him?" I shot Fred a confused look, he never cared for my father
"I don't know if he lives there of if Voldermort has another house, but no I don't think we could. Where ever he is he is with Voldermort." I said with a defeated sigh
"Well, wherever he is, he will be safe." Fred said, getting up and walking over to me, coming down to my height "He is a clever man," He told me, holding my hands "And knows how to survive." I offered him a weak smile and he pulled me into a hug.
"Right, I should be off." I said, pulling away from Fred and standing up
"Are you sure you won't stay tonight?" Sirius asked as I moved towards the fire place
"Yes, yes, I will be fine. I will owl you tomorrow." I promised giving him a kiss on the cheek as I moved pass
"You better." I rolled my eyes stepping into the fireplace and going home.
"Missy is back just in time!" Popsy squeaked
"In time for what?" I questioned, trying to decide between taking my cloaks off or leaving them on for a bit longer
"Her potion!" Popsy said, as Thimble appeared holding the vial. I took it downing it in one
"Well, Popsy can you please go and worm up my bed? Mr Thimble can you run me a bath, and I will not be needing dinner tonight."
"Yes missus." The two elfs said before disappearing.
"Mrs T!" I shouted, throwing myself onto the nearest chair, the softness a welcoming feeling
"Yes missus?"
"How far along are you?" I questioned looking at the old elf. Her stomach was definatly begger then last time I saw her "Never mind." I sighed "I wont you to take now until three weeks after the elf is born off."
"Off missus?"
"Yes, I do not want you to be doing any work. No arguing."
"Yes missus." She disappeared, and with a sigh I lifted myself up, heading up to my bathroom where Thimble had run me a bath.
I shed my clothes, climbing into the bath with a content sigh letting the water wash over me. "I'm fed up with being ill." I muttered, resting my head on the soft edge of the bath and closing my eyes.
I woke with a soft pair of lips on mine and a hand in my hair, without opening my eyes I responded to the kiss, opening my mouth so the kiss could deepen.
The hand in my hair tightened, and I heard shuffling as the mouth moved from my mouth to my neck, biting lightly on the skin below my ear "Merlin" I sighed, opening my eyes as a hand ran down my sides.
"My lord?" I cried, shocked at seeing the dark hair instead of Draco's blonde.
"Mia." He sighed into my neck, leaning up on his forearms so he was balanced over me "You are awake."
"It would seem so. How did I?" I asked, looking to the bed I was placed on
"When I arrived you were asleep in the bath, I brought you to bed."
"Thank you." I told him, looking to the muggle clock on my bed side table, it was seven am. "I slept a long time."
"You have been taking your potion?" Voldermort asked, rolling of me and onto his back next to me.
"I took the first two yesterday." I replied, looking down at my body and realising I was naked "Thimble." I shouted, grabbing the cover and pulling them up as far as they would go.
"I have it here miss." Thimble said offering me the vial
"Thank you." I said, downing it in one before giving it back to him. "What are you doing here sir?" I asked trying to stand up and not show any more skin then necessary
"Do I need a reason to see you?" He asked with a smile, holding the cover so that I could not use it to cover me, I tugged at it trying to keep this playful side of Voldermort on the surface.
"No sir. I just was not expecting you." I told him, giving up on gaining anymore of the cover and using what I had already gained to cover me with "I need to get dressed!" I cried with a smile
"Now why do you need to do that?" He asked back
"To be ready for the day?" I asked "To go out?"
"Who says you're going out?" With a quirk of the lips I realised what he wanted and that there was no way I wold be able to get out of it. Ignoring any self-consciousness I felt, I dropped the cover and climbed back onto the bed leaning over him
"Maybe later?" I breathed,
"Maybe." He responded, leaning up to capture my lips with his, his hands tangling in my hair. I closed my eyes letting only thoughts of pleasure and wont past my barrier, knowing that even in this state of semi-bliss I presumed him to be in, he would read my mind. His tongue dominated mine as one of his hands untangled from my hair and ran down my naked body, grasping an arse cheek and using that to pull me onto him. My mind flew back to just a few days ago when I had been in the same position as this but with Draco. I quickly grabbed the thought, throwing it to the back of my mind as it floated forward.
Without realising it, I had undone the buttons on Voldermorts robe and was now resting my hands on his naked chest. I looked down, amazed that the once pale flat surface was now toned with muscles that just begged to be licked. I started at the thought, since when did I, well anyone apart from the deranged Beatrix LeStrange, fin him attractive, in any form of the word?
A squeeze to my arse brought me back and I realised that I was now straddling his very prominent erection. I looked down at him as he brought one of my nipples to his mouth at the same time as flipping us over.
The sudden motion made bile rise to my throat and I had to throw Voldermort of me, ignoring his startled hiss as I ran to my bathroom, reaching the toilet just in time for my sandwich yesterday to make a reappearance.
I felt my hair being pulled back, and a hand rubbing my back as I continued to heave until there was nothing left. I leaned back into Voldermort resting my back against his chest, grabbing a nearby towel to wipe my mouth "Sorry." I muttered as he passed me a glass of water
"Do not apologise." He ordered, taken the glass away once I had finished it "I should not have expected you to be ready for that. Now, do you won't to go back to bed?"
"I need a shower." I told him, standing up
"Then have one, I will be here when you come back." I nodded, watching him leave before turning on the shower. I washed my mouth out, waiting for the shower to get hot, trying to get rid of the foul taste before climbing into the shower and letting the water me.
"I had the elves bring up some food." He told me as I walked back into the room.
"I'm not hungry." I answered honestly, throwing my wet hair into a messy bun and wandering to my wardrobe to grab a robe to put on
"You must eat, no matter how Ill you feel." I rolled my eyes, throwing the first robe I touched on and walking over to the the bed where the food was
"You know, we have a perfectly good dining room." I teased
"I know." He replied. "But I preferred to use this room, less chance of getting caught." I nodded, settling down opposite him.
"I have a favour to ask of you my lord." I asked, looking down at my hands, hoping that my voice sounded subservient
"Oh?"
"I trust you know that my brother is missing?"
"Alek?"
"Yes, Alek."
"What of it?" He asked
"I was wandering if you knew anything, My Lord." The silence stretched and I chanced a look up at him. He was looking at a bowl of oranges, a thoughtful look on his face. I picked up an orange and began peeling it, waiting for his answer
"I have found the healer that abandoned you." He finally said, ignoring my request
"Sir?"
"He has been dealt with."
"You…killed him My Lord?"
"Sometimes there is a fate worse then death, my dear." He answered, confusing me. I put the orange pieces on the plate in front of him, he nodded his thanks
"But what of my brother?"
"How do you know he is not dead?" Voldermort asked, picking up a piece of orange
"My brothers and myself have a connection." I explained, grabbing a goblet of juice "We can talk to each other through our minds, my lord."
"Why have you not told me of this?" he hissed
"I thought I had my lord." I said, looking down at the goblet and taking a sip, when silence rolled out I continued "I can feel him, My Lord. He has cut of the active part of the connection, I can't talk to him and he has not been talking to either me of Lukas, and Lukas has told me that he can't talk to him either. But I can still feel him. It's like I am in a tunnel and it has two turnings, one leading to Lukas, and the end of his part is bright and the other leading to Alek, which is dark apart from a slither of light." I tried to explain. Voldermort nodded slowly
"I will look into it."
"Thank you, Milord." I said, smiling over at him
"But you know that I do not do this for free."
"You already have my undivided loyalty sir." I replied, taking a sip of my juice
"I will get back to you with my price. I can't have people, even you thinking that because of your closeness to me I allow you to get away with things."
"I understand sir."
"Good. Now eat." Voldermort ordered. I nodded and began picking at the food infront of me, my mind elsewhere as I ate the smallest of bits.
This new semi nice Voldermort was really starting to weird me out. I mean, it was sort of nice being able to relax slightly around him, but it was unnerving. And his new look. I admit I would do him and not have to imagine Draco anymore. And that's what scares me. If he stopped trying to kill the people I loved and Draco carried on being the total prick he is being, I would quite happily swap him for the man in front of me now, and that is wrong on so many levels.
"You seem troubled." Voldermort said, pulling me out of my thoughts
"No, my Lord." I answered, looking up at him "I am merely worried about my brother."
"There is no need to be." I nodded
"Is their anyway I could see my father today, sir?" I asked hopefully.
"I do not want you travelling."
"It would only be a short journey, and I would rest when we reach the house." I tried to persuade, but he was having none of it, with a shake of his head he stood, pulling me with hi.
"Will you accompany me to the library?" I sighed
"I will be along shortly." I said, forcing a smile on my face as I looked up at him. He nodded and disappeared out my door.
I closed my eyes, forcing myself to relax and calm down. I couldn't push this, no matter how much I wanted to see him. He may be acting nice, but he is still the Dark Lord and would but me under a cruciatus without a moment's hesitation.
With another deep breathe; I stood, straightening my robes before leaving my room to go to the small library I had insisted on when looking for a house to rent.
Voldermort was already here, sitting in the high back brown leather chair that I usually curled up in. He looked up when I came in, smiling at me as a yawn took over me "Still tired?" He asked with a small laughed,
"A bit." I admitted, walking further into the room
"Come here." He half ordered half suggested, opening his arms for me to go and sit in his lap. I walked to him, climbing on and curling up on his lap. He wrapped his arms around me, resting his head on mine and continued reading the book he had picked. I read a bit of the book, noting that it was a potions book, before sleep over took me.