Chapter 11: CH 11 : Scared and Letters
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Chapter eleven: Scared and Letters
Sometime I find it difficult to move on. Sometime I have to force something to happen because it doesn't just flow. These times often leave me confused because I'll always doubt myself and think that what I'm doing the wrong thing, that things could have been so much better had I done something else.
Dinner had passed and I was making my way up towards the fourth floor, heading to the east side of the castle. My thoughts were not the brightest I guess, but honestly I felt a bit stuck or blocked or trapped. I guess with everything that's going on I am trapped and that's how I ended up in bed with a Death Eater for one. But no, this was the trapped that felt like I was to live up to peoples stands to follow what everyone else had laid out for me.
These feeling and thoughts had come after dinner where I got a lecture from Hermione about being the chosen one and that as the chosen on I had to set a standard for everyone else to follow and that standard meant no rule breaking. She said I wasn't allowed to be by myself and that I wouldn't go where ever I planned to go off to tonight, the location of which I had neglected to tell her. It hadn't been for Colin Creevy of all people coming to my rescue, I'd still be stuck with her. The younger boy had entered the awkward stages of puberty, but you could tell that, when he finished growing, he would be one of those tall people with narrow features that wouldn't be half bad looking if he just learned to hold himself right.
"Harry, guess what?" he had said, butting in to Hermione lecture, his usual excited voice slight deeper than last time we had talked.
The conversation with Colin was about the latest picture that he got developed- the one he had taken of the DA. He wanted to know if I wanted a copy. The whole time Hermione glowed.
I smiled at the memory, but that didn't mean that Hermione's words weren't running though my head.
I glowered and turned into the corridor that I would hopefully find the portrait on, I hadn't been down here before. There was nothing down here- the corridor went down with no doors leading into any classrooms. At the end of the corridor was a giant window that would have caught the morning sun spectacularly. Looking closer at the window I notice little panels of stained glass that would have added to the effect. Now at the end of the corridor I looked around and spotted the vampire.
He was a handsome fellow, but my eyes were drawn to the red glowing ball, which was literally glowing in the painting.
"This is what you'd call these days a "Vita anima sphaera"," a strong smooth accented voice spoke. Looking up at the vampires face I saw him looking down at me from the top of his nose.
"Oh, what did you call it what you had it?" I asked not sure why.
"A Vita Anima sphaera," he said with a small smile showing the hint of fangs underneath his lips.
I gave him a smile too; there was no need to be rude to a vampire when he was completely incapable of hurting me. "Do you know my password or did you just fancy a chat? Which I don't mind," he said running his painted eyes up and down my body he finished with "You would have been completely eatable had we met." He now flashed me his pearly white teeth.
"Green Stone," I said he swung open and I enter through to what appeared to be a privet living quarters.
There in front of me was a much like the common room in the tower, expect smaller. It only held a couch and one arm chair, which were placed in front of a fire place. Behind the chair was a small table only big enough for three people to sit at.
As I stepped further into the room I could see more stairs that lead up to another room and a door that hung open to show a bathroom.
"Sirius," I called out walking further in to the room. There was no reply, so I moved up the stair case and slowly opened the door.
Behind the door was the bedroom. It was massive with what looked like a walk in closet and the bed was king size and squishy looking.
In the middle of the bed lay Sirius sleeping with a slight snore. I stood in the door way debating whether to wake him up or not. I choose not to and moved back down to the living area and sat on the couch. The room was all made up of neutral colours and over all felt warm and inviting.
After a few minutes of sitting there I dug in my bag to pull out homework but stopped when I saw the letter and parcel from this morning which I completely forgot about.
Taking out the parcel first I began to open it, only to find a small rectangular box with a stamp on top, the stamp was oval border and following the curve of the shape read "Optically Wonderful" The writing was a flowing between the words was a set of eyes that blinked every now and again.
Inside was a new set of glass. Picking them up I studied them they were round like my ones I was wearing now, but the frame was lighter along the side on the inside there was a miniature scripted, focusing I read it. "I Take Good Care of what is mine L.A.M." I shook my head before removing my glass and replacing them with the new set when I put them on I blinked and tried to focus only everything was still blurred blinking again things suddenly became clear, clearer than they had been with my set of glass.
Looking back down to the box there was a folded up piece of parchment taking it out I read
"Optically Wonderful,
Designer of this Circular Radiance Specks Version IIV
These glass include features such as :
Unbreakable charm
Self cleaning charm
Owner locating spell
Water replete spell
Self adjusting lenses
Thank you for shopping at Optically Wonderful.
I smiled before taking the letter of that I found stuck to the bottom of the package.
"My Harry,
Those glass of yours are highly annoying to me. Had it been up to me I would have booked you in for an eye correction session at St. Mungoes but I feel you would have either highly protested or that would have raised question that you would not have liked to answer.
Stay well lover and I'll be seeing you soon
L.A.M."
The I traced the fancy curve of his writing with the tip of my fingers. The ink was a dark green on the thick parchment and, as much as I hated it, my stomach did a little flutter of excitement.
The next letter from Gringotts was from Hellbroom himself.
"Dear Mr H. J. Potter
I'm writing to inform you that Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witch craft and Wizardry and whatever else he claimed to be, has "Demanded" an audience with the one responsible for the increase in school fee's."
Hellbrooms letter made me snigger a bit
"As your account Manager I highly recommend that you do not accept nor reveal that you are behind this, our ancestor have always kept very quiet about who they are descended from and what they have their hands in for a reason.
Your house has all paid, except for the list attached bellow, as you have now taken an interested in your account you'll find me informing you of a lot of things.
"I would also like to inform you that it would be best if an alliance was formed between the house of Potter and the house of Zabini and you officially renew the alliance between The House of Potter and the house of Longbottom."
"If you agree to the alliance between Zabini it states that you would not set out to Harm Ms. Lorita Zabini (formally: Mrs. Lorita Aleppo, Mrs. Lorita Corvi, Mrs. Lorita Mot, Mrs. Lorita Vinter, Mrs. Lorita Volkov , Mrs. Lorita Zolner.) And her son Blasie Zabini.
This includes no physical harm, humiliation or knowingly attempting something that would cause great loss of asset.
"As I am aware of the current going on in the wizarding world and that you might not be the same side so to speak, there will be a loop hole that allows in time of the current war (and this war only), one to fight. It is, however, best to try and avoid this all together if possible.
"I will be drawing up this document and will arrange for this piece of business to take place in Hogwarts as I understand that Mr. Blasie Zabini has the family ring to seal his half, I will make sure you have your family ring to complete this. I will send word when a date and time has been organized.
Hope all is well and that your gold is flowing
Hellbroom
Account manager of the House of Potter.
Students that have not paid their schooling fee
" Colin Creevy
Denis Creevy
Hermione Granger
Jacob Edith
Penny Otzin
Ginevra Weasley
Ronald Weasley
"Please Note that the Creevy's, Edith and Otzin and have arranged for payment to be delayed. (They are currently making payments)
I sighed and looked over the letter
"Bad news?" a gruff voice asked from behind me. Sitting up, I turned to see a disheveled Sirius standing behind me.
"Sirius," In a light hearted voice getting up to give him a hug as he moved around to join me on the couch.
He looked different his hair was a mess and probably need a wash, yet he see to have a glow about him. "What are you doing here?" I asked.
He simply shrugged and faced the empty fire place. "What was the letter about?" he asked avoiding the question.
"Just the bank letting me know something," he glanced at up at me "Don't change the subject," I hoped I didn't sound pushy but him holding himself up usually meant something was wrong.
"'s nothing," he said.
"Nothing as in 'I'm in trouble because I pissed some one off' or in 'nothing, something happened and you have no idea how to handle the situation?'" He glared at me.
"Why should I tell you what's wrong?" he snapped angrily. I knew he didn't mean to act like that.
"Sirius," I said seriously.
"It just that-"he started and finished
"I'm-"he stopped and open and closed his mouth several time
"I'm going to-"he tried again.
"Sirius what is it?" I asked softly. These roles where reversed I was the child not him and yet here I was being the adult.
He then whispers something that I sound like "baby." But that couldn't be right.
"Sorry what was that?"
"I'm having a baby," he looked scarred. He looked more scarred than when the dementors where coming for him, or maybe it was a different scarred. But when he told me this all I could say was
"Ha," Sirius and Baby where not often put in the same sentence.
"With Snape," a voice said inside my head though it didn't hold a tone of anyone in particular. "Sirius is having a baby with Snape," it repeated. "Death eater slash spy slash whatever the hell else he is, is having a baby to Sirius Black escaped convict slash wrongly accused slash whatever else Sirius is call are having a baby TOGEATHER" the voice continued "Snape knocked up his high school bully," the voice inside my head was cut off buy Sirius Voice.
"I, I'm-"he start to stutter to try and explain himself.
I shook my head and tried to pull my shock together,
"Sirius," I said trying to pick quickly the best direction to go in. "Sirius are you sure?" I asked
He nodded and he began to curl in on himself, the time in Azkaban had not done him well "Who would it do well you idiot" the Snape that sounded like voice snapped at me.
"And are you going to keep it?" I asked. He looked up at me his eyes wet with tears and after several long moments he nodded.
"Then what's wrong exactly?" I gently questioned.
"He," his voice braking "What if he?" he couldn't say it.
"This child that you are having- do you want to have it?" I stressed the word you "Is the child wanted by you?" I asked again still trying to figure out if what I'm saying is right.
"Yes," he whined.
"Then maybe you should talk to the father."
"What if he wants nothing to do with us?" he rushed out.
"Then you'll be a fantastic mother," I told him. "Either way Sirius, if he doesn't want to part of this that's his loss," I told him.
"I can't do this by my-"I cut him off.
"You'll never be alone, you have me and Remus would drop whatever he's doing if you need help, he always does." I prayed Snape accepted this because it was going to be really hard without some-one else.
He turned too looked at me and gave me a half hearted smile.
"You shouldn't have to deal with my drama," he told me. I returned the smile.
"Nonsense, that's what is family is for."
"Have to look for a new house," he spoke as if only realizing this and I sighed, mentally glad that I seemed to have said the right thing. "Maybe one with a bit of land," he kept going, "Yeah, one where they can run around outside and play Quidditch when they're older." I smiled at the image he began to paint for himself it did sound nice.
It wasn't going to be easy that was for sure, what was in store for Sirius, particularly with his mental health being unreliable and the image of Snape trying to raise a baby. It was going to be quiet interesting to say the least.
After a while silence fell, "So what is this place?" I asked.
"Privet Guess quarters," he said his voice now returning to his normal speech pattern, if a bit shaky. "Mostly forgotten," but Dobby managed to clean it up for me," I smiled. "And as he's being paid and not a slave like all the other elves, he doesn't have to tell the headmaster or anyone that I'm here." he paused and looked down, "Specking of Dobby," he muted more to himself than to me "Dobby," He called and Dobby popped up right in front of us.
The elf hadn't changed much since last time I had seen him. On sight of me his eyes widen, "Harry Potter Sir." His voice stills the high pitched squeak.
"Hello Dobby," I said flashing him a smile.
"How's is Harry Potter?" he asked.
"Good thank you and yourself?" the elf beamed.
"Very good," he turned to face Sirius, "How is Dobby helping Sirius Black Sir."
"Can I have some pot of tea," he spoke. "And can you bring me a bowl of marshmallow and apple and cheese bits mix in." I made a face.
"Oh be quiet," he told me.
"Of course Sir, right away." The elf popped off to get what he requested.
Dobby soon came back and we sat down to drink out tea and Sirius his Marshmallow, apple and cheese salad, which he seemed to highly enjoy.
"So have you spoken to Dumbledore recently?" he asked me.
"Nope," I stated popping my 'p.' "Any reason I should?" I asked.
"Well it's just with the bank on his back and you being the holder of the Gryffindor account, I thought he would be breathing down your neck about everything."
"Well I think he's trying to, but now that I talked to the bank I don't think he is exactly allowed to see me without a representative there, and as he doesn't know it me. It's a bit hard to stalk someone without knowing who" I told him.
"Got that right. No one knows who the Gryffindor heir is, which is a good thing, best keep it that way"
I had told him that Hellbroom was my account manager before anything entered the papers about him, Sirius didn't seem to mind where Hellbroom was taking it, in fact he found it kind of funny.
"I think I should write and ask him about it, because technically he is my headmaster still but..." I trailed off.
"The old Malfoy must be fuming," I snapped my head up to look at him.
"Why?" The name Malfoy seemed to use a lot these days.
"Well Lucius and his father are on good terms with Hellbroom," he paused before adding "Very good terms."
"What would that have to do with Malfoy being angry?"
"I suspect that he would love to be part of this and the fact his not annoys the promptest ass greatly." I nodded before taking a sip of tea.
"Anyway, the Malfoys might be all pureblood but they respect other creatures, which usually lands them in a well off way." He continued "But then again I think they have some kind of creature blood in them, which would explain why Lucius like his lover's younger and Submissive,"
"The Malfoys are creatures?" I asked.
"What fucking Hypocrites," Hermione's voice snapped in my head.
"No, Merlin No," he said quickly. "Wizard creature blood lines are rare and by the something moon or birthday or something they would show traits like Sirens and would become more attractive. irritably attractive, actually, but you'd see an overnight change." He explained. "The Malfoys are having creature blood is only my guess, but they are all born with the white blonde hair and it's a very dominate trait and then there's the way he acts with his lovers- they have always been younger, always smaller than him and he always seems to dominate them, own them and never lets them go for anything but death."
"They die?" I asked, slightly alarmed.
"Well no. Well yes" he started "They tend to become overly attached and end up doing anything for him. It usually leads them down a path where things don't go according to plan and often they lose their life. Or his kinks, so to speak, might become too much and they bleed out. I think one even took his own life after seeing no way out, after that it's been nearly six years since he took a lover but now,"
"But at the ministry-"
"He never did anything," Sirius interrupted "It was an accident and he wasn't even marked for it. Besides, it was all very hushed. I only learnt of this because the minister was bitching about it when he passed my cell after it happened."
I was silent. So in the end it wasn't Voldemort that was going to kill me, it was fucking Lucius fucking Malfoy.
"His Lover's all died," I finally said.
"Yeah but if you're going to be anyone's lover he would be one of the best, never fails to deliver and always take care of you," he finished with "if you can deal with his possessive nature."
I touch my glass nervously, "I guess," still uncomfortable thoughts about what could happen running through my mind.
"Ah, Bambi there's no need to worry about it, Lucius only ever takes one lover at a time and they last a while so you'll never fall under Malfoys charm."
"Right," I said still feeling uncomfortable.
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"I can't find him," Snape snapped, "The Mutts gone into hiding even better than he did when he escaped Azkaban." He continued to rant.
"Father?" My son asked turning to face me directly upon entry.
"Draco," I said letting my mask fall and delivering a warm smile "Severus' lover ran away." I told him as the man in question continued to pace back and forth, ignoring the new addiction to the room.
"Sirius Black is his lover?" He asked with a look of slight shock. I only nodded to confirm what his observation. He was good at that- observing people. He picked up on things that others wouldn't, would antagonize people just to test a theory and then he would use what he knew to get what he wanted. I could say I taught him that one.
"Why did he run?" He asked, taking a seat next to me where I was lazing back into a soft chair.
I didn't answer, it wasn't my secret to tell, but Severus it seemed wasn't through venting and informed Draco of what was going on.
"The idiots pregnant," he began "And got scarred and bugged off," he swung his hand back knocking a potion of the shelf. It floated to the ground gently thanks to the charms he'd placed on his room.
"And now I have no idea where to find him and he didn't even stop to consider anyone but himself in the situation." He stopped and rubbed his forehead.
"Sirius Black and Severus Snape are expecting a child," Draco said, I turned to look at him "Together," I smiled in amusement, bring the glass I held to my lips.
"Shut-up the both of you," he snapped.
"I didn't say anything," I said raising my hands in mock surrender.
"Yes and you wouldn't dare," he bit back. I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Father what does he means?" Draco asked.
"Another time," I told him smoothly.
"The Mutts probably lost the baby, living in the woods or some cave," Severus said more talking to himself.
"You could see if Potter knows where he is," Draco chimed in to his ranting.
"Potter?" he asked as though he never heard the name.
"Yeah, you know, Harry Potter- his godson," Draco said.
"I know who Potter is," Severus said in his drawling voice.
"I know you do I was just reminding you," Draco pointed out with a huff. I admitted to myself that I didn't think of that, of course Harry would probably know where Black is. With the Werewolf gone he had no-one he trusted to turn to.
"Annoying Brat," Severus muttered. I didn't react to that, Severus' option on my lover was never going to change- he might be able to handle him for a long period of time, or learn to handle him, but all in all Severus would never really like my lover.
"Yes well, see if you can get something off him," I told him backing up.
"He wouldn't tell me anything," Severus said. Looking almost sad at this fact "He loves and protects his Godfather too much, beside he doesn't know about us," he sighed "Bloody Gryffindor."
"Then approach him gently," Draco said slowly "Write a letter or something and ask him to deliver it to Black," Severus looked at Draco speculatively.
"Maybe," he said, but I could see the idea forming behinds his black eyes. "Speaking of Potter," Severus said, "The first week is nearly over and not once have you two come to a disagreement," I looked at Draco and I smiled on the inside for it was a good thing. If Draco and Harry could get along it would be easier in the future when I finally (if I could get Harry to go along with my plan) introduced him as my lover.
"Yes well, apparently he's not as easy to ruffle this year, we actually came to an agreement the one time we did meet,"
"What happened?" I asked, my eyes narrowing in on him.
"Nothing Really, the she Weasley wants to get into Potter's pants-" my mind was growling and mental images of how exactly I was going to claim my Harry next time I saw him flashed into my mind. It'll be quick and without mercy as I will rip away his stupid cloths and mark his neck for everyone to see.
-he walked off, we were laughing about it, Blaise, Theo and myself, when Potter, Thomas and Finnigan round the corner. Theo told Potter that you're suppose to fuck the Gryffindor whore, Thomas and Finnigan told him not to call her a whore. Then Potter said to call her promiscuous, Blasie teased him about being a virgin which end up with me saying Potter was gay, which he didn't deny, and now I think Blaise want to jump him."
Harry won't be able to walk by the time I'm done, I told myself. "As Fascinating as that was," Severus drawled out when Draco finished.
"You asked," Draco snapped harshly back.
"No, your father asked," they both looked at me.
"I can be interested in your life. I remember when that boy send you into rants bigger than the one Severus is having." I paused, "and as you have mentioned Blaise, see if you can find out who Hellbrooms' client is."
"It might be an old one, or a really new one but I'll let you know," he told me. He stopped and looked down and then back up at me "Father?"
"Yes Draco," he looked like whatever he was about to spit out was not something he was sure he wanted to know.
"Your new lover is out of school, right?" there was a silence, and I began to smile
"Does it really matter?"
"Yes," Both him and Severus said at the same time "Especially if he is under Sixteen," Severus said. Well seventeen was age of adult hood and an adult could not take anyone younger than sixteen to bed.
"He's not under sixteen," I told them.
"I go to school with him, don't I?" Draco said his voice strained to keep calm. I just smiled at him, really I couldn't help myself.
"Father!" Draco exclaimed.
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