Chapter 10: Kitty Claws

Previously:

"Welcome Neville Lovegood!" the whispery voice of Lord Noctrum boomed through the building, Neville eyes widened, "I have been waiting for you…"

"Shit… he's the creepy stalker type" Neville whispered.

"You use such vile language in the court of Lord Noctrum… You shall pay dearly young man."

A swoosh of a sound and Neville felt a blade on his throat… "You cannot defeat me child, I have the strength of a Re'em and the speed of a vampire, I have completed the seven rites of Hades and the Ritual of Morpheus…"

Neville faced his palm upwards, closed his eyes and concentrated really hard to draw a tendril of magic to his palm, He needed a bit more time, "Lord Noctrum, I have heard so much about you… wow, seven rites of hades and vampire blood… you must be a genius to make it combine with Re'em blood without exploding." He felt the blade loosen by a hair breath, in one fluid motion he elbowed the guy behind him used his other hand to push the blade, it easily bit through his skin.

Neville shut his eyes tightly while he slammed his bloody hand onto the ground, "Lumine Solis maximus" summoning the greatest ray of sunlight.

A few seconds later…

Neville lay on the ground blinking the spots away, "What kind of idiot does an artificial vampire transformation and does not complete the eighth right of Hades, the right of invulnerability."

Lord Noctrum… what was left of him was lying in a pile of ashes where he used to stand.

Neville healed his hand and got up, looked at the pile of ashes, "Better use a higher SPF next time!"

All of a sudden Luna appeared right above him.

"OOFFFPPPFFF!" The wind was knocked out of Neville as she landed on him followed by Winky.

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"I say we let Minerva have her way with him… let the potion run its course!" Abeforth suggested.

"I think it's a general potion, maybe type 36 based on the colourations of her cheeks, I can confirm it when and if her pupils dilate when she looks at Draco."

"So you are as good at potions as Snape praises you to be! Good to know… I think I can do something about his magical problem…" Abeforth said, pointing his wand at Draco.

"No Abeforth! Please don't, he has caused enough problems as it is… Don't fix his magic, if someone did this to him then he probably deserved it."

Suddenly Draco Malfoy's prone body started convulsing, the spells on him weakening and breaking as his body absorbed the magic and converted it into enough energy to keep him alive, "Mistress … please come and take me Mistress, Please." He begged in a semiconscious state.

Abeforths' eyes bugged out comically making Pansy laugh.

"This is amazing… his body just absorbed all the magic in the spell on him."

"Minerva is also fighting the stupor… Abeforth, I think you were right, we need to let her do her thing, interfering with the already altered love potion can be disastrous, she can end up a vegetable or even worse… permanently in love with this prick. I will obliviate them afterwards."

"I think you should inform the staff and my brother beforehand… From what I have herd, Minerva likes to play with her prey."

Pansy shot him a horrified look, "How can you say that with a straight face?"

"Dumbledore family secret, the poker face ritual, makes everyone see us as stable and unflappable, they perform the ritual at birth, sacrificing a dragon's heart to keep the enchantment going for the full life-span of a wizard," Abeforth explained, again without blinking.

"Hah… I almost believed you there, next time don't use Dragon heart part, makes it more believable."

Abeforth heads towards the hearthside "Bye Pan, Drop by when you have some time," throws in a pinch of floo powder, "Hogs Head!" and disappears in a swirl of flames.

Rolling up her sleeves, "Well then, lets get started!"

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Location: Pansy's Room, Staff Chambers, West Wing

15 minutes later after Abeforth's departure….

Draco Malfoy stirred awake, there was a soft weight on his belly, warm and purring. His mind was too groggy to realise what was going on.

"Its okay little kitten, I will play with you…" The whisper sent shivers down his spine, somewhat reminiscent of his aunt Bellatrix, she used to whisper like that right before she claimed him, when she was alive.

"I will play with you until you cannot stand up straight and then some more…" Minerva took her wand and cast a spell on Draco… "Erectus Maximus"… And all hell broke loose.

Draco Malfoy was in pain, for the spell was ripping apart the healing down under, as his skin and bones tried to obey the spell.

There was a shower of blood as a part of Draco Malfoy exploded outwards, his guts exposed. He should have died but curse kept his body functioning… Barely.

Hearing the screams Pansy rushed into the room… to find Minerva looking shocked and a bit green. Following her gaze she found Draco, or whatever was left of him. She did the first thing she usually does when things get broken, not realising that inanimate spell should not interact with animate material, "Reparo".

All the pieces of guts came off from their new position back to the body of one Draco Malfoy, the curse did the rest, it grabbed onto the repairing magic and pulled to provide the body enough to survive.

Minerva, who finally snapped out from the influence of the love potion, "Pansy, what just happened?"

She moved over to Draco, checking his pulse, "What a lucky bastard you are!" She exclaimed. "Dobby!" no response "Winky!" again no response. "What is going on today, what's the name of the other Elves, Minerva help me out here, I will explain everything afterwards."

Arching an eyebrow, "Blink, Slinky, please come to Pansy's chambers."

A pop followed by a chorus of "Yes Mistress Minnie!"

"Guys, Take Draco to the Hospital Wing and Get Madam Pomfrey to have a look at him."

"Yes Mistress" They chorused and disappeared.

She turned towards Minerva, "Well this is going to be a long evening," She sighed, "Let me begin from when you fell under the influence of a love potion…"

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"Luna… why are you on top of me?" Neville asked lovingly.

"Well because Nev I'm not under you!" she joked but the expression on her face was tight, the dreamy look was all but gone.

Neville opened their connection completely and peeked at her memories, she let him.

"Honey your all-right," he got up and enveloped Luna into his arms "and the baby is safe with us… for now that is enough. We will go under fidleus okay… our baby can be the secret… remember your research, we can modify the spell."

"I know Nev… but Hermione… she killed Dobby and injured all my creatures, I have lost two friends in one day."

"Luna you are alive and that's all I care about," He kissed Luna sharing all his concern, his love and his need for his family to be safe through the link, there was no need for words…

"Because words are a fickle thing," Luna broke the kiss to complete his thought.

"Yes love, words are a fickle thing."

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