Chapter 10
The Test
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Quinn was extremely nervous about Rachel meeting the rest of her family. So far her parents and older sister really liked Rachel and her 'spunk' in their words. She was extremely well liked and they had been teasing Quinn endlessly about having Rachel over every day after her fathers left for work to … well, essentially for them to make love, or fuck, each other like crazy and now Rachel was staying over for two weeks and she would be arriving any minute now with one of her fathers to escort her. Quinn was a bit of a nervous wreck because as a part Veela, being apart from her mate for any extended period of time was difficult. Rachel had been sleeping over at night and waking up about an hour before her fathers woke up to make sure she came back before they noticed that she hadn't been in her room all night.
And right now Quinn was waiting and pacing. Her sister came over to her when she noticed that Quinn was pacing in the house's parlor area. "What's up Quinnie? Can't wait to have your mate over for some more ravishing? You know … I thought that we wouldn't be able to hear you from the other side of the house but apparently your mate can scream that loudly. Don't you know any silencing charms little sister?"
Blushing Quinn retorted with embarrassment, "What are you on about? I do know silencing charms and I did in fact use them so the only way you would have been able to hear is if … if you were standing right outside of my door and using one of the Weasley's extendable ears to eavesdrop under the door! Now that I think about that though I wouldn't put it passed you Frannie." Quinn was now glaring at her sister with annoyance and before either sister could react there was a knock at the door and within moments Quinn was sprinting to beat her sister to the door and opened the door swiftly. Slightly out of breath and red in the face, Quinn greeted Rachel and Hiram Berry at the door. "Hello, welcome to my home! Please, come in!"
Hiram shook his head and had an amused glint, having seen Frannie just as out of breath and red in the face as Quinn and guessing that they had been racing for the right to open the door. "Oh, I would love to but I just came to drop Rachel off because she has luggage, far too much in fact." He gave Rachel a pointed look and Rachel in turn crossed her arms and looked back at him defiantly in response, not backing down. Rolling his eyes at his daughter's behavior he turned back to the two women. "I have to be off to work soon. Please take care of her and do not forget that she is vegan and refuses to eat any animal products. The muggle neighbors corrupted her years ago when she was a child and had a playdate with one of them. She was eight and the child, not knowing any better, had allowed their older brother to show them some heinous video footage on a cucumber, no compost … no … combuter … I don't remember the device my husband said it was called, but anyways he showed them this video on some youtubee site about the slaughter of animals and since then she refuses to eat meat." He shook his head at his difficulties in understanding muggles and their mischief.
"Dad! You didn't have to tell her about that and it is absolutely atrocious that humans would slaughter animals so senselessly and brutally when there are many more humane ways to end their lives mercifully, kindly!" Rachel was obviously passionate about this particular topic. "I'm actually unsure of the protocol in the wizarding world but … I've not the stomach for it now after seeing such vivid and abhorring butchery of innocent, defenseless animals. And not only that! They have deplorable living spaces that no living creature should ever have to live in under any circumstances!" Rachel would have continued but Quinn came up to her and wrapped her arms around Rachel, stopping her mid rant.
"I can hear how passionate you are about this topic, my love. I really can but you need to calm down and not work yourself up too much. Your father needs to leave soon and it is time for some breakfast seeing as I have yet to eat." Rachel felt immediately soothed by being encompassed by Quinn's warmth.
Frannie took this lull to tease them, "Yeah, little Q-ball here couldn't bring herself to eat anything, even a piece of bacon, while waiting for you so she must be starving for some of her favorite slab of meat! You should have seen her! Pacing around the foyer and waiting for your arrival as if you haven't seen each other in over a year!" Frannie gave an almost wistful sounding sigh, "young love truly is a beautiful thing."
This caused Quinn to flush horribly while Hiram chuckled and agreed with the sentiment. "All right, well I'd best be going now since I already stayed a few minutes later than I planned to, watching you girls acting as if you were parted lovers finally reunited." This time Rachel was blushing as well as she glared at her father for teasing her too. "Come give me a hug, darling. You won't see me for two weeks so I'd like one last hug."
Rachel moved in to hug her father and Quinn commented on something that caused even Hiram's cheeks to redden. "Now I know who Rachel inherited her dramatic flair from. I never thought it was Leroy but now my suspicions have been confirmed."
"Just know that I am Rachel's father and an adult … I will most definitely get you back when I'm not on a time crunch to go to work on time. Also, I do know where you live." He added jokingly, giving Quinn a playful glare.
Shoving at her father lightly, Rachel looked at him sternly, "she's the love of my life! You're not allowed to threaten her or I'll never come home after my two weeks are up!"
Mock gasping in shock and dramatically placing his hands on his cheeks, Hiram pretended to be hurt. "Oh, dear daughter! I raised you for nearly 16 years and this is the payment and thanks I receive from you? How will I ever go to work dreading that you will never come home, daughter?" Hiram turned away from Rachel as he continued dramatically, "I cannot look upon your face, the face of traitorous traitor!"
Giggling, Rachel turned her father around and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "I hope you have a wonderful day at work dad. I'll see you in two weeks!" Rachel gave him a megawatt smile before quickly adding, "Oh! And tell daddy that he has nothing to worry about and that I love him! Also give him a kiss on the cheek for me please!" Hiram nodded before apparating in the blink of an eye.
"Now that he's gone, we need to get some breakfast in Quinn stat! Bacon is one of the only ways she stays bearable most days … since you're here as well Rachel, I suppose she's going to be a lot more bearable than usual." Quinn glared over at her sister. There was a wicked smirk on her face and before she could say anything to interrupt her sister she continued. "Oh, and be sure to put stronger silencing charms on the door would you? The entire house doesn't need to hear you two shagging in Quinnie's room because we do know but it's one thing to know and another to hear her mate screaming her name for the entire house to hear, you know?"
Quinn gave her sister a stern look, "Frannie … I'm going to kill you one day!" Frannie looked down at her necklace and saw that her half was red while her sister's half showed green, finally!
"And that's my cue to exit because I'm in danger according to my locket. I thought having your mate around was supposed to calm you down, Quinnie." With that Frannie also disappeared by apparating to another part of the house before Quinn could attempt to strangle her sister.
"Merlin, that was embarrassing! And, I'm normally a very calm person … aren't I?" Quinn asked, looking at Rachel for confirmation.
Smiling, Rachel nodded her head in agreement. "You're typically a very composed individual." Rachel leaned in, a smirk on her face as she whispered into the shell of Quinn's ear sensually, "the only time you're not quite so composed is when I'm going down on you and eating you for everything you're worth."
"Fuck!" before Rachel could react Quinn was quickly dragging Rachel to her room and Rachel found herself being slammed against the door with a hand shoved into her knickers and she moaned loudly as two fingers entered her slick entrance urgently. "You're so wet Rachel. Fuck, you feel so tight and warm around my fingers."
"Oh, fuck is right, Quinn. Fuck me." Rachel moaned as Quinn set a frantic pace and she felt stars explode behind her eyelids when she climaxed after only a few minutes of Quinn's impossibly quick pace. "I'm cumming, Quinn, Quinn!" Rachel screamed loudly as she came into Quinn's warm hand.
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More than an hour later they were both lying in bed naked in each other's arms. Rachel was lying on Quinn, her head in the crook of Quinn's neck, and an arm around Quinn's stomach and Quinn had an arm wrapped around Rachel's waist as they lay still trying to catch their breaths after several rounds of both lovemaking and just fucking each other. "I can't get enough of you." Quinn placed a soft kiss against the top of Rachel's head as she spoke, still a little breathless.
"Speak for yourself Quinn, you're such a goddess in bed. You're like an addiction I have, I have no self-control around you. Merlin, my fathers can't blame you because I honestly can't keep my hands to myself in any way whatsoever. I just … I feel compelled to make love to you, to have sex with you, to fuck you. I almost feel as if I'm a nympho when we're around each other for more than a few minutes." Rachel was shattered from how many rounds but she still felt the need humming underneath her skin.
"I completely agree but you do realize it is because of the period of desire, we call it Courtship Lust. We cannot help but want each other during this period of time and we simply desire each other and after we've made love for the duration we will, of course, be able to control our desires more often. Veela are sexual creatures though, next to love we cannot live without having sex so often." Quinn shivered when she felt Rachel press a kiss to her neck. "If you want another round … I'm sure I can manage but … I've been wondering how you feel about … a certain sexual toy? Before you ask, no I did not buy it myself and I was mortified to find out that my own sister would give me this present for my birthday and even made sure to send a card that said 'Use it well, little sister. It feels life like when you wear it to enhance sexual pleasure and can turn your girl cum into a similar consistency of semen! I don't know if you can get your mate pregnant but be careful!' I really was quite ready to send my sister a howler in response to her rather … thoughtful but entirely inappropriate gift to me." Rachel was curious now.
Clearing her throat lightly Rachel asked, "May I see it?" Turning completely red, Quinn turned to one of her drawers and in between one of her towels lay a strap-on that wasn't quite flesh colored but it was close if someone were as red as their blush on their entire body. "How … erm, how long is it, Quinn?"
Thinking back for a moment Quinn guessed, "Frannie … erm, didn't send the … strap-on in its original box for various reasons … but she did mention offhandedly to me that it was eight and a half inches of fun, in her words obviously, (21.59 centimeters would be the English standard but most readers are American so, yeah) I believe. I'm completely mortified by having to ask but … I figured that it was as good a time as any to tell you that my sister sent me such a gift."
"Will you wear it so I may see what it looks like when it's in use?" They both had flushes to their cheeks for different reasons. Rachel had to admit that her curiosity was definitely getting the better of her and she wanted to see what it looked like and more or less give her virginity to Quinn in a different way. Quinn again answered nonverbally with a mere nod. As soon as she had the straps placed on her it seemed to actually become a part of her with the straps and the actual phallus changing color to match Quinn's skin tone as well. Both of their faces flushed at the sight before them, quite turned on but also fascinated by such an interesting thing. It was completely raised in arousal. "Do you … do you want me to … erm, help you with that?"
"Um, what … what do you mean?" Quinn asked, her voice husky.
"Quinn, I'm asking if you want me to take care of your stiffy for you since you're quite erect and all." The shyness Rachel had displayed earlier had turned into something else, had turned into desire.
"You're not … disgusted by it? It looks like a real willy after all." Quinn's voice was still husky but uncertain now.
"Of course not, love. This is, technically, a part of you and I love everything about you, even your temporary cock my love. It's kind of beautiful like you are, everything about you is beautiful and … I can't resist … can I … give you head, Quinn?" Rachel watched as Quinn's dick twitched in response to those words. "I can see that you want it." Nodding her consent Quinn managed to open her eyes and the sight before her made her feel even more turned on and her hard dick felt the sensation of Rachel touching her, stroking her. She felt as if this cock was a part of her and the sensation was so … sensitive.
"Rachel, it feels so real, like you're really touching a part of me right now, Merlin." Rachel only smirked as she licked from the base to the tip, "fuck, that feels so good, Rachel!" They both moaned at the sensations. Rachel was surprised that she liked Quinn's flavor though she expected to taste something more like rubber than Quinn's actual sweet and tangy flavor.
"Surprisingly this tastes just like you Quinn. I was expecting it to taste like rubber but it tastes just like your pussy." With that Rachel concentrated on bringing Quinn more pleasure instead of describing how much she liked tasting Quinn and how warm she felt against her tongue. Rachel was serious now and she took a taste of the pre-cum on Quinn's tip and moaned at the flavor and finally took Quinn's head into her mouth and Quinn screamed in response.
"RACHEL!" Rachel continued her ministrations and moved her head down until she reached her throat. She opened her mouth to take a deep breath in before forcing her way down until she reached the end of Quinn's dick and her nose was brushing against her trimmed curls. "Sweet Merlin, Rachel …" Quinn lost her words as she moaned deeply at the sensation of feeling herself reach the back of Rachel's throat. "Have you ever … done this before?" Quinn was scared to think that Rachel might have performed this particular service to Finn before seeing how easily she took all of her cock into her mouth and even going as far as deep throating her.
Drawing back, Rachel released Quinn with a pop. "No, I have not. I just … I suppose I don't have a gag reflex and I know this because I accidentally ate one of the Weasley's throw up candy in the Slytherin common room and I never threw up though I felt a bit sick and nauseous." Quinn nodded her head in acceptance. "I … I've only ever done sexual things with you and as much as I thought I loved and liked Finn … I was never comfortable with him getting hard when we so much as kissed a bit."
"That makes me really happy to hear, the fact that you only ever felt comfortable with me to the point that we're here doing this right now. You giving me oral with a fake cock and enjoying it. Well, at least I hope you're enjoying this." Smirking Rachel brought her head all the way down on Quinn again without warning and Quinn forgot all about her insecurity as Rachel sucked and liked and swallowed around her. After a moment of just swallowing around Quinn's long cock Rachel pulled back and started bobbing up and down the entire length much to Quinn's pleasure. After what felt like a drawn out minute Quinn felt herself ready to blow and she tried to warn Rachel. "Rachel I'm … I'm going to cum soon." Rachel didn't stop and Quinn gently pulled at Rachel's head in warning. "I'm going to cum." Rachel ignored her and redoubled her efforts until she felt Quinn's hot cum shooting down her throat and she moaned in pleasure. The taste of Quinn's cum, citrusy and sweet but with a different consistency, made Rachel orgasm as well.
Collapsing on Quinn's frame heavily, they both tried to catch their breath once again. "That was amazing and I wouldn't mind using your toy when the mood strikes in the future, love."
"Agreed. You were amazing, my love." Quinn kissed the top of Rachel's head, "I'm quite knackered now. Maybe we should nip for a bit before we start preparing for the rest of my family's arrival tomorrow. Most of the house work has been done but … well, we're just doing a few finishing touches and cooking for the most part tomorrow. I believe about fifty family members will be arriving."
"Fifty?" Rachel's tone was quite shocked. "That's a lot of people, Quinn."
"It isn't exactly every single member of my family but it is the majority of them. A few can't make it for various reasons mostly due to job obligations they couldn't get out of to visit." Quinn almost forgot what time they were to arrive. "Oh, and they're coming for dinner mostly. A few will come earlier to help but for the most part they will be arriving around six."
"Why do I get the feeling that they are going to interrogate me and potentially eat me alive?" Rachel asked rhetorically.
Quinn smiled mischievously in a lascivious way, "I'm the only one who has any right to eat you alive, Rachel." Rachel blushed a bright red in response but didn't deny it at all.
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The next day arrived far too quickly for both of their liking. Their sexual desires had slowed down just a bit after all of their love making for the last ten days but it was most definitely still present. They had snuck away after breakfast for a quick nookie and protested vehemently at Frannie's teasing. "They think they're so sly but we know you're sneaking away to bonk each other before everyone else comes over, lovebirds!" Blushing but undeterred they made it back to Quinn's room for what was supposed to be a quick round that ended up being several rounds spread over half an hour before they were satisfied for the next few hours and took a shower together to 'conserve water for environmental purposes'.
"How are you feeling? All right there love?" Quinn asked, noticing that Rachel seemed more anxious after they had completed their showers.
"All right as I can be. I'm rather worried about your family subjecting me to the Spanish Inquisition Santana sometimes mentions about her ancestors having dealt with being persecuted when the witch hunt was prominent centuries ago." Rachel sighed, "I want them to approve of me as your mate. I want them to more than just approve and actually like me."
Pushing a stray lock of hair out of Rachel's face, Quinn cupped Rachel's cheeks tenderly. "They will love you because I chose you, my Veela chose you, and they know that more often than not we choose our mates correctly because they are the ones who can love us genuinely without the false love created by the thrall. They will know, upon seeing us, that we are most definitely sealed to each other. I don't think they will know we are finished with the courtship ritual just yet because my … my grandmother, the matriarch of our clan, must approve of you first and there are things she must say and do with you before the rest of the clan will accept you fully in that way."
Looking into Quinn's eyes Rachel knew that she shouldn't ask any questions because they were questions Quinn couldn't answer. I'm not scared … just nervous about this because it seems so hush hush to me Quinn. They didn't often communicate through their bond because they preferred hearing each other's voices out loud instead of just in their minds. "I trust you, love."
With that they continued on with aiding with the preparations that had yet to be done and before Rachel was entirely ready Fabray clan members who were coming to help started arriving in small waves around the living room area of the house rather than at the door way, knowing that it would be far too crowded that way. The few clan members who had arrived at noon looked at Rachel with curiosity but did not approach yet, knowing that they would meet her all in due time. So far the table had been set with many dishes strewn about the large, rectangular table for easy access with many dishes Rachel did not recognize amongst them. There was a large tub of some kind of curry that looked more like soup than a stew with cut out baguettes in four large bowls next to it. There was what appeared to be her favorite vegan casserole on the table as well.
"I … might have told my mother about your veganism and helped her with making your favorite vegan casserole and coconut crème pie as well because she wouldn't have made anything vegan friendly otherwise." Rachel leaned up and kissed Quinn softly on the lips.
"You're so wonderful, Quinn. The fact that you told your mum and actually helped prepare vegan friendly food for me makes me love you even more when I thought I couldn't keep falling in love with you, love." Foreheads pressed against each other, eyes locked, they were the picture perfect couple and they didn't notice that some of Quinn's relatives looking at the scene with interest and smiles of adoration at the endearing sight.
Blushing Quinn responded, "you've done the same for me too, what with making sure I had plenty of bacon in your house just for my visit last week. You're more than wonderful, you're brilliant, you know that, love?" It was Rachel's turn to blush at the meaningful compliment.
"Suppose we'll just keep being brilliant and wonderful together, won't we Quinn?"
The smile on Quinn's face couldn't be any wider or happier looking. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Your mate I presume?" a voice to their right asked. They simultaneously turned to see a rather intimidating figure at a staggering height of 6' 6" (198.2 centimeters or 1.98 meters) but he had a kind face to accompany his large stature.
"Uncle Barry!" Quinn jumped into the tall man's arms and he swung her around as if she was a little girl for several moments before setting her down. She giggled childishly and his happy laughter rang out as they gave each other a once over. "You're still such a giant! I would think you were part giant if not for the fact that we all know you're pure Veela Uncle Barry!" The irony was not lost on Rachel about his name being Barry while her last name, in turn was, also Berry. Quinn turned to Rachel excitedly, "this is my uncle, Barry Wouchinski and Uncle Barry, this is my mate Rachel Berry!"
"We have a common name so we must get along then, little one. I can see that you make my niece happy. You better keep her that way, Venra, or else the rest of the family will set you straight." Barry said sternly, protectively.
"Excuse me but … what does Venra mean?" Rachel asked, her face furrowed unsurely.
He smiled at the question, "it seems Quinn has not told you? It is simply a way of addressing a Veela's mate, a respectful term to distinguish who the mate of the Veela is."
Rachel nodded in understanding, a blush on her cheeks again. "So, I'm your Venra Quinn. I like the sound of that quite a lot."
Quinn leaned in to give Rachel a peck on the cheek. "Come on, we've got loads of work that still needs to be done yet my love."
Faster than Rachel thought time could pass it was already approaching six and she was nervous beyond belief to meet the rest of Quinn's family in what seemed like the blink of an eye. The final dishes had been set on the table, additional seating choices added into the living room, soft music being played magically, and the door was open for the guests as Russell and Judy greeted everyone coming from the entrance while other family members opted to apparate in the living room area. There was a bit of chaos for a few moments until a hush fell over everyone as the matriarch, Lorraine Fabray, made her entrance. The silence wasn't tense as it was out of respect that it fell over the occupants of the room, respect for their oldest living female member.
Lorraine looked around the room and her eyes caught sight of Rachel, and Rachel felt as if those deep emerald eyes were boring into her own, their eyes locked for several moments. Finally her gaze moved away and she surveyed the rest of the room. "Welcome all of my children, grandchildren, cousins, nieces, and nephews and the mates of all attendees of this fine dinner in celebration of the newest Venra in our ranks. This evening looks like it's off to a smashing start with all of the preparation my lovely Judy has worked on with the help of her family and some of our more able family members arriving early to help out." She looked around again and smiled as she spoke once more, "let us feast upon this wonderful meal and thank Judy, Russell, Frannie, and Quinn for everything they did to prepare for today! Let us raise our glasses for those who could not make it tonight!" With that a large bustle came about as various family members went for the many dishes lining the long table.
"I feel as if her gaze is on me and me alone Quinn. Is she … is she going to test me?" Rachel's nervousness spiked again and Quinn couldn't help but find her behavior quite adorable.
"Don't worry so much my love. She is … in a way I suppose, testing you. This is all merely a chance for my family to really get to know you Rachel. They all just want to meet you, to find out what kind of person you are, but most of all … they want to make sure that you're a good fit for me. Most of this is formality, honestly, but some of it is much more serious than that even. I can assure you that most of today is just for you to meet everyone and for them to get their opinion of you. A small part of it is seeing if you truly are meant to be with me or not." Quinn looked around and saw that there were many eyes on them but no one was actively eavesdropping on their conversation for the moment. "There have been cases in which a Venra is deemed unfit for the family because there was love in their hearts but something else that wasn't pure, that was tainted in a way that was detrimental to both the Veela mate as well as the rest of the family. It is only then that the Venra may be removed as a mate option in the family. Usually the family wants to do this long before even the sealing occurs but occasionally it ends up like our case, in which case it is more of a formality because we are already fully sealed to each other and the courtship ritual completed, not that they know that I don't think."
Rachel took a deep calming breath. "All right … so what is the etiquette for this? Do I walk around to them individually with you or do I wait for them? Do I need to talk to them alone?" Rachel had so many questions and Quinn could feel her panic bubbling at the surface once more.
"Take a deep breath love." Quinn leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss against Rachel's lips. "I will be with you every step of the way and we should eat first, the family wants us to be fed first for the sake of both of our health before they speak with us more formally." Quinn led Rachel by the small of her back to where the feast was taking place, particularly over to the vegan entrees, snacks, and dessert section of the table. They ate their fill, Quinn joining in despite knowing she could have anything at the table she desired. Rachel appreciated it immensely and told her so, and forgetting their audience, gave Quinn a loving kiss on the lips, gentle but firm.
Smiling Rachel pulled away after a moment to whisper against her lips, "I love you so much Quinn. You make me so happy and I hope I make you just as happy as I am. I'm ecstatic more than just happy if I'm being completely honest." Quinn pressed her forehead against Rachel's once more before feeding her a particularly delicious coconut crème pie and Rachel moaned softly in response to the delectable dish. "Goodness, I might even say that this is even better than my father's recipe Quinn, something I thought impossible."
Quinn smirked smugly, "I have my secrets. It might or might not have to do with bacon being in the pie darling." Rachel's eyes widened momentarily, already having finished her piece she didn't choke. "I'm just joshing you my love."
A light slap against the shoulder was Quinn's reward for her joke. "You almost made me throw up! I didn't appreciate that jest at all Quinn!" When Quinn only smiled Rachel couldn't help the small smile that appeared at the corner of her lips when she heard the little snort Quinn gave. "I curse you for being so blimey adorable! If you weren't I would be so much more upset with you for this."
Only a few minutes after that the various family members started their approach of the newly coupled mates. Rachel was asked various questions about her family and herself that ranged from what part of England her family came from, because of her accent, to how she first met Quinn. There were inquiries about how long Rachel had known Quinn before they became sealed and almost subtly asked queries about whether the courtship ritual had been completed or not. Both of the blushes on the two girls' cheeks were enough of an answer for the family members who asked. After nearly an hour of questioning from various members of Quinn's family, Quinn's grandmother approached them.
Lorraine was an elegant woman with blonde hair that didn't look gray at all and sharp emerald eyes that commanded respect. She was a rather tall woman, being several inches taller than even Quinn, and she was a thin woman. She had a stronger jawline than Quinn but softer cheekbones. Overall she was a gorgeous woman, gorgeous and very intimidating. "So, we finally meet your Venra after all of these months of worrying Quinn. Luciana must have been quite impatient to finally become sealed to her."
Rachel winced internally upon hearing her words but kept her face impassive and smooth. "I know … I know that Quinn wouldn't have suffered so much had I just ended my relationship sooner with the boy I had been with before Quinn. And in truth … from the first moment our eyes met long before Quinn's thrall sought me out, I'd had a bit of a crush on her after I met her eyes during the sorting hat ceremony our first year. However … because she showed me no interest I … I never did anything about my crush and for years … we had many classes and activities together but we never seemed to intersect and speak to one another so I gave up on there being more between us despite what I wished for to happen." Rachel glanced at Quinn and saw a concentrated frown on her face, one she found so endearing she couldn't resist pressing a kiss against her forehead after tugging on her neck to make her lean down. "Don't do that Quinn, you're going to give yourself wrinkles at an early age."
Cheeks tinged pink Quinn smoothed her features out despite her obvious blush. "You didn't have to point that out, Rachel." Rachel giggled and Quinn smiled again in spite of herself. "You're lucky you're too cute for me to ever stay mad at."
"The same can be said for you, my love." The affectionate gazes and easy banter between them was definitely giving Rachel bit points of consideration in Lorraine's book. Rachel cleared her throat, having forgotten that she was telling a story. "Right, well, I was asked out by a boy by the name of Finn Hudson sometime around March last year, nearly the end of our fourth year at Hogwarts but I … I refused him, still holding on to the hope that perhaps Quinn might notice me. When it was apparent that she didn't and her thrall was starting to affect some of the older students I realized that I didn't have a chance, if any at all, to gain her attention when so many others would now be watching her and vying for her attention. I didn't think I stood any chance against the many people who were now showing an interest in Quinn and after he pursued me for nearly a month I finally gave in and accepted his request for a date even though I didn't particularly know him outside of our choir and seeing him on the Quidditch pitch occasionally. I had lost hope of Quinn ever noticing me when … on our train ride to school Quinn finally looked at me and I couldn't help but wonder if we could at least be friends even if I didn't truly think I had a crush on her anymore."
A kiss was placed on her cheek as encouragement when Lorraine interrupted them briefly. "I think I've heard enough to know that our family as a whole accepts you but if you'd like to tell me more then you may. After you are done I have some things I'd like to tell you, a gift I'd like to give you."
Nodding Rachel continued. "Quinn and I started as friends while we patrolled as prefects throughout the castle every night and I eventually felt myself starting to fall for her again. At first it was quite subtle, just wishing for her acknowledgement and approval without really questioning why until I noticed that Quinn was becoming ill and I felt more and more anxious beyond what a friend would feel. It was sometime before the Christmas holiday that I realized that I was completely in love with Quinn but I … I didn't think I had any chance because Quinn refused to tell me who it was she was in love with and I was insanely jealous of that girl and kept cursing her in my mind when it was actually only me all along. And during the beginning of March … I figured out I was cursing myself and I … I kissed Quinn the moment I knew and now … here we are, sealed and very much in love with each other."
Smiling in approval, Lorraine finally spoke again. "When I see you, both of you, I see an everlasting love, I see more than a century ahead filled with happiness and fulfillment brought on by an unbreakable bond and vow of love that you both share with each other. You have nothing but pure intentions and love and trust in each other and I can see it, I can even feel it as a gentle presence threading around your auras. My dear, you chose well." For just a moment they stood in peaceful silence. "I must speak with you in private now, Rachel Berry, my Quinn's Venra."
With one last peck on the cheek from Quinn Rachel followed the matriarch to a secluded corner of the room. Rachel didn't think there would be one with all of the guests in attendance. "What is it that you wanted to talk about?"
"The path and love of Veelas are not always easy things to endure. I want you to have this, this is a necklace that I must pass on from myself to my children made with a lock of the mate who has chosen you and you have in turn chosen to protect with all of your life and love. This necklace is a form of promise that has been embedded into the very necklace by magic from the Veela and by your love, true love, and promise to love her as well, girl." Lorraine watched Rachel's face closely. "If you are truly ready, this necklace will bond with you."
Rachel held it in her hands before she put it around her neck and felt the power in the necklace surge through her warmly and gently. "It feels … like it was meant for me."
"And hearing that means that you are truly meant for Quinn." Rachel was quite chuffed about it and Lorraine seemed just as happy. Rachel rushed back over to Quinn and wrapped her arms around her lover, her mate in happiness and excitement. "I love you so much." Rachel soaked in the scent that Quinn always seemed to radiate, a warm and citrusy fragrance.
"You must have done well because it seems my grandmother quite likes you and this necklace is proof that we were meant for each other Rachel, my love."
"Well, I just can't wait to get you alone once more to be honest."
"I heard that you two lovebirds. I always seem to catch you at the most inopportune times now, don't I?"
Quinn glared at her sister. "Oh come off it Frannie." They spent the rest of the night much like this, being teased by Frannie and having conversations with Quinn's various family members. Rachel found out that there were many people in the room from different parts of the world in the Fabray family. There were a few Asian, Latino/Latina, African American, and other European family members scattered throughout the room and Rachel felt right at home with them all immediately.
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So, here's the next chapter with the use of strap-on I warned everyone about! I hope it was enjoyable so please leave me a review with any thoughts or comments you had about this chapter everyone!^^
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