Sorry for the long wait. Here's the next chapter everyone.
Dumbledore: Child Abuser!
Headmaster Condones Child Beating!
Ginny Weasley Dead! Ronald Weasley Missing! Albus Dumbledore in Hiding!
One after the other, the newspapers were thrown onto the floor of the filthy dungeon.
"Go on, open it." Genevieve ordered the redhead who was looking at her as if she was the last thing he ever wanted to see.
"What the hell is this?" he asked as words floated towards him from the pages.
~Memories of Ginny Weasley revealed her to be sexually assaulted by her former headmaster.~
~The body of a young female redhead was found in the Ministry of Magic's lobby.~
~Body was identified as Ginny Weasley. Handprints on her wrists and neck, bite marks littered her skin along with multiple bruises both old and new.~
"That is what you traded your loyalty to Harry for." Genevieve told him.
"He promised he wouldn't hurt her!" he looked up to the redhead tears forming in her eyes. "He told me she wouldn't get hurt."
~Lacerations on her stomach and back. The Dumbledore coat of arms – a mark of slavery – tattooed on her right thigh.~
~Ronald Weasley still missing. Last seen with former Headmaster Dumbledore when they caused chaos at Harry Potter's public funeral.~
"Just like he promised Ginny that she would be the next Mrs. Potter. Just like he promised Harry that he would be safe with his relatives, that the blood wards would protect him from Death Eaters. Just like he told you that you would get the Potter money if you did everything he told you to."
"B-b- but~"
"He lies! He's never told the truth about anything in his life."
"He was the headmaster! He should've protected her!"
"And yet he lied. He hurt your sister in the worst possible way and now she's dead. So many people have died including both Harry and Ginny and you still believe in him. You've lost your legs trying to escape us and go back to him. You've been here for two weeks and he hasn't come looking for you. What should he do in order for you to believe that he's not the man who you think he is?" she left the redhead sobbing onto the floor, the newspapers still scattered around him. As she closed the door behind her she could his anguished screams and it struck her heart to know that her former brother was in pain.
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"Tomorrow's a day off," auburn locks trailed behind her as she announced. "Enjoy the day and be back here at five am sharp the next day. Dismissed." Uninterested cornflower blue eyes passed over their followers as one by one the newest members of the Muertes disappeared.
"Did Hades or Eros order this?" Chaos asked.
"Nope."
"Then why?"
"Because they have a lot to talk about and Hades is making this his priority." she turned to go back into the manor. "He still has a lot to tell even the two of you and everyone is ignoring the fact that he is hurting. I'm not letting him escape this time. He will talk to all of us and I'll make sure of it." she marched away from her intendeds and walked towards the office that currently held the leaders of the Muertes.
"Hera, what can I do for you?" Hades looked up as she stomped her way to him. She was still dirty from the training, her form-fitting gear caked with dirt and riddled with cuts.
"You and I are going to talk and then we're going to have a family meeting after lunch."
"What are you talking about?"
"Marvolo, I'm borrowing your lover then we'll see you at lunch." she grabbed Hades' robe and dragged him out of the office, leaving one former Dark Lord to blink wine-red eyes at them.
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"What's going on Lexi?"
"Strip." she ordered as soon as they were in the chambers they shared with his parents.
"What?"
"I said strip," she repeated as she proceeded to do as she told him. "I'm filthy and I would like to take a shower."
"What has that got to do with me?"
"You're coming with me." tired of his hesitance she banished his clothes and pulled him into the bathroom. "We're going to talk about this."
"Talk about what?"
"How about the fact that my brother Hadrian is hiding behind Hades, has been for the past two months?" she suggested as they got into the tub together with her behind him.
"They're the same person." he argued.
"No they're not." she shot back. "And you know it."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Hadrian is my brother, he's older than me by a year but younger than Draco by a month. He used to be Harry Potter before he found out that he wasn't really a Potter neither was his name Harry. Hades, on the other hand, is the leader of a secret organization called the Triples Muertes. He's an assasin and interrogator, a powerful wizard whose name has more than enough political pull. Hadrian is Marvolo's lover, Hades is Eros' partner. Hadrian is the son of Lucius Malfoy, Severus Snape and Lily Evans while Hades is the boss of both Apollo and Chaos. They're not the same person, they are different personas of a single man and I haven't seen Hadrian ever since I closed Hogwarts two months ago." she embraced her brother who'd finally brought down his defences. "Why are you hiding behind Hades, Xander?"
"I'm scared Lexi." his shoulders shook as he cried. "For the first time in my life so many things seem to be going right. My family is here, my brothers and sisters are with me and I have my parents to support me. I found love with my supposed enemy and Aunts and Uncles among the people who have once been trying to kill me. Everything's going too smoothly, what if it's all taken from me? The Light threw me away the first chance they got, my best friend was getting paid to be close to me and the mother I always thought would be behind me hates me for the danger I brought to her family. I'm used to being alone, to have no one by my side and now there's so many people supporting me and depending on me. What if I mess up? What if someone dies? What if we can't defeat Dumbledore?"
"Dumbledore is as good as dead. He has no followers, the Order of the Phoenix has disbanded after they found out about Ginny. No one believes him anymore and he's getting weaker by the minute because of that damned poisoned ring. He will die when the time is right and you should not worry about that."
"But what if~?"
"It's not going to happen because we're all here behind you." she soothed his panic and let him cry. This was only the beginning.
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"What is this about?"
"We're going to tell you about our past years in Hogwarts, including the year before Hadrian was sent here."
"Alright what happened?" the whole original Triples Muertes along with the former Inner Circle were in attendance, including Sirius Black and Remus Lupin who'd been retrieved by Narcissa and Rabastan Lestrange along with Bellatrix and Rodolphus Lestrange.
"In my first year I found out that I was not a Potter, I was a Snape. It happened during one detention when a Ministry owl flew in while Dad was out of the room. I took a peek at the documents and found my birth certificate along with a letter from Mum. I copied it and brought it to Draco and we hid our friendship especially since I was hunting Dumbledore's secret then with the Golden Trio."
"So the battle for the Philosopher's Stone was real?" Remus asked.
"Among the set-ups that the headmaster put for me that was the only situation where I actually faced Voldemort."
"I was desperate and had lost my mind." Marvolo said in his defense as he tightened his embrace on his lover. "I needed a new body and Quirrel was too weak to contain my soul."
"In second year I found the Chamber of Secrets long before I brought Lockhart there. Ginny was in possession of Tom Riddle's diary then but she feared what the young Tom was making her do and so she threw it away and I found it." Hadrian took a deep breath before he continued. "Young Tom led me to the chamber where I met the basilisk. She couldn't remember her original name so she settled for Excetra, it's Latin for serpent. I found Slytherin's library and potions lab and spent many hours reading his journals and tinkering with his potions. I found the Ancestry potion and decided to experiment with different people. I tried it on myself, Fred and George and even Draco before I used Ginny's blood with it. That's when Dumbledore's secrets began to unravel. I wasn't a Potter but Ginny was. I was heir to the Prince line and she to the Gryffindor line. I told her what I found and we did the ritual to separate the Potter from the Weasley and Genevieve came to be. Fred, George and I began training with each other and before the end of my second year we had formed the Triple Muertes."
"Over the summer, communication was difficult but we made do with the limited time we had." George took over the explanation. "We continued to train in secret, sometimes Gred and I would go over to the Dursley residence at night to spar with Hadrian. The one thing we couldn't do anything about was the abuse from Vernon Dursley. He couldn't just suddenly stop what he was ordered to do, it would be too suspicious so Hadrian never fought back." the redhead looked towards his brother who had buried his face into his lover's chest. "He couldn't do much by then anyway, we had only just started."
"When the school year began, Sirius had escaped Azkaban and Remus was in the castle." Fred continued. "Both were looking for the same thing, their cub who was taken from them when she was still a baby. Just before Christmas of that year Sirius was able to infiltrate the castle to meet his mate and together they pinpointed their lost cub to the identity of one bushy haired Gryffindor by the name of Hermione Jean Granger. Remus took Harry aside and told him the truth and Harry in turn told his best friend. Hermione then admitted that the headmaster had been paying her to keep tabs on him but since she already found her parents, she didn't need to do anything for the old coot."
"I decided to stay on as Hermione Granger as a spy due to the oath that she swore with Dumbledore but as my real identity is Stella Marie Lupin-Black then I could leave at any time should I choose to do so. I joined the Triples Muertes along with Luna and Genevieve. We were thirteen then with Luna and Genevieve being twelve at the time."
"Where was Genevieve this whole time if Ginny was separated from her already?"
"She was in one of the Potter houses away from prying eyes. It became our hideout as our group continued to grow. Draco knew of the Muertes but he didn't join. He didn't think he'd be welcome then."
"She lived alone?" Severus asked, tightening his hold on the young woman sitting in between him and his husband.
"No, she was with Sirius the whole time."
"What about the incident with the time-turner?"
"That was real because Sirius found Pettigrew and he still wanted revenge for betraying the Potters. The Marauders were close and he wanted to protect me as I was still Harry at the time." Hadrian told his father. "Before that term ended I told Remus about Dumbledore and his part in taking his daughter, then I told him of who I really was and everything else that the former headmaster had done."
"Contrary to popular belief I did not resign because the students found out that I was a werewolf. I quit because I couldn't work under the man who broke my family without the risk of killing him and it was not yet time." Remus spoke up.
"That summer we began taking more missions," Hadrian continued. "I believe it was around the same time when Tom had just pieced his soul together. Apparently word had gotten around about a group of assasins who did a better job than the Unspeakables and Aurors combined. He bought our services a few times and then we met Marcus in one of our trips to Egypt."
"It was purely coincidental that their target and mine were the same," the shapeshifter said. "We helped each other and then I met my mate." he squeezed Stella's hand and she smiled at him in turn.
"It was the year when I had a bit more power over the Dursley's because of my Godfather who had escaped from Azkaban so I had more freedom than I was used to."
"Then in our fifth year," George spoke up again. "During the Triwizard tournament everything that happened then actually did up until the Third Task. Harry won the tournament by finishing the maze and taking the cup but his memories of that event was different. While it is true that the Moody look-alike marked his arm, his memory of facing Voldemort in a graveyard is false." he explained. "Gred and I have conducted various tests on the memory and we traced it back to the headmaster."
"He planted it there once he had gotten Harry alone after they 'rescued' him from Barty Crouch Jr." Fred said. "He set the plan to 'kill' Diggory in front of Harry so that he'd blame himself for the death of a schoolmate."
"During that summer on both Neville and mine's birthday, he came into his inheritance and we found out about our blood adoption due to the Ancestry potion and the Longbottom tapestry."
"When we came back to school Draco began to learn healing and went to apprentice with one of Remus' outside contacts. I, as Harry, tried to convince people that Voldemort was back along with the Order of the Flying Chickens." Hadrian said. "Dumbledore set the stage for the end of the year where Sirius was supposed to die and Voldemort revealed himself to the masses. Only it wasn't really Sirius neither was it Voldemort. Then he decided that he didn't need me anymore so he threw me back with the Dursley's after telling them that my Godfather had just died and waited until my sixteenth birthday to send me here where he thought I would be killed."
"The rest you already know."
"Just how much have you children been hiding from everyone?" Narcissa asked as soon as the tale was finished.
"Probably much more than what you thought we'd been hiding." her son replied.
"Dumbledore will pay for hurting you Little One," Marvolo whispered to Hadrian, though in the complete silence within the room he was heard by the rest of the group. "For everything he has done to you and your friends, he will pay." the wine-eyed man vowed.
"I know Marvo," Hadrian nodded. "Soon."
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He marched through the streets of Diagon Alley intent on going to the office of the Daily Prophet for the lies they have spread about him. A dark cloud hung above his head, his magic crackling through the air. How dare they slander him?
"You should be ashamed of yourself!" One brave witch muttered as she passed him. "Doing that to children."
"You're not the wizard we all thought you were." another spoke up.
"Do you think you can keep lying to us?" one by one witches and wizards began to raise their wands against him.
"What's going on here?" Kingsley Shacklebolt, head Auror appeared as more witches and wizards surrounded the former headmaster.
"We're just apprehending a criminal!"
"Everyone move back." more aurors began to appear as they tried to stop the crowd but they were unsuccessful in their attempt. Dumbledore was already trapped within a circle of angry witches and wizards and the aurors could not break through.
"They will pay for this!" Dumbledore swore as he disapparated from the spot only to get redirected from his original destination to court room 10, the same one he'd made Harry go into to face the tribunal. "What is the meaning of this?" he snarled at the attending witches and wizards as he was swarmed by dementors. In his surprise he was quickly caught and pulled onto a chair in the center of the room, shackled with magic-suppressing chains.
"Albus Dumbledore, for your crimes against Harry Potter, Ginevra Molly Weasley, Ronald Weasley and the rest of the wizarding world you are hereby sentenced to death."
"What are my charges?" he struggled against his bonds. "You cannot do this to me, I am the Chief Warlock and the Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards."
"You have been stripped of your titles, the Dumbledore Vault and all your possessions will be given to the Weasley family as payment for your crimes."
"I am the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"
"The school has been closed by the proper owner, the only heir Lady Genevieve Potter and you have been relieved of your duties since a week after the fall term had begun."
"What are my charges?" he repeated again. He needed to buy some time. They couldn't kill for him this. He'd done too much for this world only to be thrown away. He wouldn't let it happen. He couldn't let it happen.
"Child endangerment, child abuse, unlawful use of public funds, manslaughter among many others." Amelia Bones listed. "More of your former victims have come up offering their memories, pensieve memories all of which have been verified. You are sentenced to over six hundred years in a maximum security cell in Azkaban as well as the Dementor's kiss twelve times over."
"Do I not get a trial for all I've done for the Wizarding World?" he asked. He couldn't break free of the chains holding him down. His magic was being siphoned and for some reason he was not able to circumvent the runes like he used to. "I killed not one but two dark wizards during my time. Don't I deserve some leniency?"
"Both Dark Wizards, as you call them, of your own creation." Bones glared. "We know about your history with Gellert as well as Tom Riddle. And what about the prophecy that you made us all believe in? Either must die at the hands of the other. You said only Voldemort could kill Harry Potter and yet you were the one to kill both our saviour and the man who was supposed to kill him. You've been lying to us all these years Albus. No one will stand up for you and none will put their trust in you anymore." she paused in her ranting to take a deep breath. "For all that you've done your sentence is to be carried out right at this moment."
"Madame Bones, if I may?" Lady Genevieve Alexandria Potter, her auburn hair floating behind her as she rose from her seat flanked by her adviser, former spies Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape.
"By all means Lady Potter." the elder lady bowed her head in respect for the young woman who'd brought to life so many wrongs done by their former leader.
"His sentence is death, is it not?"
"Yes my lady."
"I believe death is too easy a punishment for all of his crimes."
"What would you have us do then?"
"Both the Potter and Gryffindor lines have their own ways of dealing with criminals." she hinted. "As most of his transgressions surround my late brother Harry, I do believe I have the right to claim a blood feud against him above all crimes."
"You cannot do that!" a woman who was wearing pink robes protested. Her toad-like face scrunched up in her anger.
"Pray tell, why not?"
"This is an official trial of the Ministry, you have no power here!"
"On the contrary Delores," Genevieve sneered at the woman as she began to climb down towards the center of the room where the aged man on trial was being held. "I, as the heads of not only two but four lines have the right to do as I want especially since this is not a trial. It is a sentencing." she said. "As head of the Potter House, I consequently became the head of two Noble and Ancient houses, the Gryffindor and Peverell. My twin brother, Harry Potter was adopted by Sirius Black before he was sent through the veil and since there are no more legitimate Black members, it automatically falls onto me. Do not question me Umbridge. Do not think I do not know of your activities within this Ministry." the other woman spluttered at the accusations while the judge smiled at the young woman's strength and determination.
"Very well Lady Potter, you may claim a blood feud against Albus Dumbledore and any of his descendants but you must perform his punishment at this moment."
"Pollux, Castor." she nodded in thanks as she called out to the two. "Hades."
"Who are these men Lady Potter?"
"They are here to protect me and they only follow my orders." the three positioned themselves around Dumbledore in a triangular shape. They began to chant a long string of Latin, their hands on the floor as they poured their magic through some runes. "Albus Wulfric Percival Brian Dumbledore, for your crimes against the Potter family you shall be stripped of your magic." Genevieve stated in a tone that was final. "For all that you've done to the Weasley family, your memories of all things magic will be removed." she continued as she approached him. "And for your crimes to the Wizarding World, you shall exist only as a man to absorb all the evil deeds of those around you. You will feel as your victims felt, remember as if you were the victim themselves and through the touch of those who've done wrong you will purify them and atone for your sins by taking on their own. No one will be able to save you or help you and you will not die until I or any of my children deem your suffering enough payment for your crimes. So mote it be." a long string of magic erupted from her wand and shot straight through the man's chest. Albus Dumbledore, former saviour of the Wizarding World, began to grow older as the glamours he placed upon himself broke without his magic to fuel them.
"His sentence could've been lowered if he hadn't been convicted of putting magical bonds on multiple magical children including Harry Potter." a woman in the jury whispered, her voice loud enough to be heard clearly in the almost silent room. The chanting slowly stopped until the three young men pulled their hands away from the floor leaving a wilted old body sagging on the chair bolted to the center of the room.
"Is he still alive Lady Potter?" Amelia Bones asked as she watched the three men stand from their kneeling positions and walked to flank Genevieve.
"He's still alive, although barely," Hades spoke, his blue-black hair flashing slightly as he spoke. "He will be kept in the Gryffindor manor."
"You cannot do that!" Umbridge spoke up again, raising her wand against the four young adults standing in the center of the room.
"You have no authority here Delores." Madame Bones said.
"On the contrary Amelia, as undersecretary to the Minister of Magic, I have more power than any of you combined."
"Haven't you known Delores? Cornelius isn't the Minister anymore." Genevieve looked her straight in the eyes as she spoke. "Before you came into the this trial we have already vetoed for Fudge to be replaced. Lucius Malfoy has been voted in as the new Minister of Magic and his undersecretary is as of yet undecided."
"You cannot just barge in here!" she shrieked, sparks flashing from her wand as she began to run down the steps from the raised platforms where the audience were sitting. "You come here from another country, take over our school and shut it down and then you try to take over our Ministry! You've already killed Harry Potter and now you take Albus Dumbledore from us too! You're nothing but a~"
"I suggest you choose your next words wisely Delores," Lucius arrived before Umbridge could and he stood right behind Genevieve with Severus following him. The three younger boys made way for them as they passed. "I cannot have you slandering my wife in front of everyone, especially me and my husband."
"Y-y-you~" They stood a united front against Umbridge as whispers erupted through the court room. "Do not accuse my wife of killing her own brother when you were the one who orchestrated most of the harm done to Harry during his years in Hogwarts. You were the only one high enough within the Ministry to sanction the dementors in his third year and before his sixth year even began, you were the one who planted his name in the Goblet of Fire in his fourth year, or at least you ordered it."
"B-b-but I-I-I," she spluttered in her own defense. "I would never hurt a student that way."
"But Harry Potter was no ordinary student, was he? He was the Saviour, he was supposed to kill Voldemort and most of all he was the only remaining member of the Potter line."
"What has that got to do with anything?"
"If everyone else had died you were the only one to inherit the Potter riches. You are the only blood relative from your mother's side of the family three times removed." Severus spoke.
"At least that was the case until Genevieve arrived." Lucius took once again. "You've lost your master and your money. Now you're desperate to get anything back."
"Lies! All lies!"
"All evidence has been compiled in a pensieve memory and all of them have been proven to be untampered." Amelia Bones smiled as she spoke. "Delores Umbridge, you are hereby sentenced with the Dementor's Kiss."
"You bitch!" she gaped at the judge before turning back to the redheaded woman who kept her face impassive as a wand was pointed at her. Five different wands were raised in her protection. "You ruined everything! I will kill you for destroying all our plans!" the room descended into a frozen wasteland, most occupants shivering as a swarm of at least four dementors glided into the room. "N-n-n-n-o," she stuttered as she trained her wand on the ghastly creatures. "Y-y-y-you cannot-t-t d-d-do this t-t-to me. I am undersecretary to the Minister of Magic! Obey me!" they cornered her and one after the other began to suck at her soul.
"Seems like they've got a new master now." Genevieve muttered as they watched the scene, Hades smiled behind his mask.
"Dumbledore and his lackey are finally dead." Lucius whispered in relief.
"Take Dumbledore back to the Manor Hades," Genevieve ordered watching impassively as the toad-like woman was killed through the removal of her soul. "We have things to settle here." the young man nodded as he and his partners removed the prisoner from his bonds and disappeared without a trace.
"How is it possible?" Amelia asked as she stepped down.
"What?"
"How can they apparate here?"
"They do not apparate."
"Then what exactly do they do?"
"That is not something I am not willing to share." Genevieve said.
"It is important if it becomes a security breach."
"Are you suggesting that I am a threat to your Ministry's security?" the angered redhead whirled round to face the older woman, cornflower blue eyes flashing as she raised her wand. "The very same Ministry to be run by my husband and one that has all but killed my brother?"
"It seems we've found the new undersecretary to the Minister." Amelia Bones smiled disarmingly at her and Genevieve looked on tensely for a few more moments before she lowered her wand. "All those for Lady Potter to take Delores Umbridge's place as Undersecretary?" she announced and face the tribunal. Majority of the members raised their hands and the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement turned back to the redhead. "You will be sworn in at the same time your husband is in two days time."
"We'll see you then Amelia." Lucius nodded at the other woman as he took Genevieve's arm in his.
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"Lord Eros," the chestnut haired red-eyed man looked up from the plans he had been reading to turn his attention to the one who came into his study.
"Yes?"
"Lord Hades is back with Sir Pollux and Sir Castor. They have Dumbledore with them." the leader rose quickly as the name and walked towards the door.
"How long has it been since they arrived?"
"About two minutes Lord Eros."
"No one comes into the dungeons until Hera comes back with Chaos and Apollo." he ordered as he walked towards the cellar. "Inform the rest of the Inner Muertes that Dumbledore is here."
"Yes sir." the man bowed respectfully. "Is there anything else sir?"
"Tell Hera to come to me as soon as she comes in."
"Understood." Eros rushed off as soon as he received the reply almost flying down the stone stairs just in time to see his lover's lieutenants throwing the aged man through a cell under the watchful eyes of the original Triples Muertes leader.
"Hades, how are you?" he walked over to the younger man who was leaning against the cold stone wall for support and took him into his arms.
"He's overused his magic," Pollux came out of the cell followed by his partner. "And along with the fact that he hasn't slept properly this past week then he's exhausted."
"Take him to bed, we'll get Chronos to check on him later." Eros would've protested at being ordered by two men younger than him but he was worried about his lover and too concentrated on the young man at the moment to even think of it. He simply nodded and carried Hades out of the dungeons toward their room.
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"Where's Hadrian?"
"With Marvolo."
"And where are they?"
"In their rooms."
"No we're not," the jade-eyed young man they've been talking about padded into the lounge in his fathers' rooms wearing a large shirt and boxers. He rubbed his eyes and stumbled weakly to a seat. "At least, I'm not."
"Why are you out of bed?" red hair and cornflower blue eyes were her more distinctive features.
"Because you are too."
"We were just going to ask what to do with Dumbledore."
"Give him to Bella." Hadrian shrugged. "I don't really care anymore." she snuggled into the couch he'd fallen in and dozed off.
"Hadrian, where are you?" Marvolo stepped into the room looking disoriented and disheveled. Lucius, Severus and Genevieve pointing to the couch as one.
"I do believe my son has slipped through your fingers this time Marvolo." said man shook his head as he went over to pick his lover up.
"He still needs to rest." Lucius said.
"I know." the chestnut haired man nodded. "Now that Dumbledore's as good as dead he can do that without worry."
"I don't care what you do Marvolo, as long as you keep him in bed for the next three days." Genevieve ordered.
"Anything?"
"Yes anything to get him to relax and to sleep." wine red met cornflower blue and Marvolo smirked.
"As you wish." he left the room still smirking at the words of the young woman.
"Perhaps Hadrian is not the only one who needs help relaxing," deep and velvety, Severus dark chocolate voice swept through her as he whispered in her ear. "Would you like our assistance in that matter Lady Potter?" she shuddered as she tilted her head to the side to give him more access as he littered her neck with soft kisses. He suckled on her pulse point earning a soft moan in response. Onyx met slate grey and both men smiled as her own sapphire orbs fluttered close against the assault of pleasure the simple kiss brought her.
"Or should we call you Mrs. Malfoy-Snape?" her eyes flashed open as Lucius pressed to her front, mischievous grey orbs darkening with lust.
"I'd prefer it if you didn't speak," she whispered against his lips, hands on his neck, slender fingers within the golden locks. "I'm sure we have better things to do than talk." she ran her fingertip against his earlobe smiling when he shuddered and pushed her hips against the dark man's pressed against her back before pushing both men away and beginning to undo her robes. "Care to join me for a shower?" she let the maroon-colored cloth fall to the floor as she stepped away from both men in the direction of their bedroom. Her hips swayed as she walked accentuated by the black lacy underwear that she wore, her feet still clad in the knee-high dragon hide boots she preferred to wear with her robes. She unhooked her bra and left it in her wake, looking back at her lovers and winking before disappearing through the door.
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"I thought Stella was the only one in heat?" with his shaggy black hair and dark eyes, he looked at his husband in confusion. The smell of pheromones in the air along with the musky scent of sex.
"She is," Remus, a werewolf with heightened senses, shook his head at the assault of the different scents. "But they've defeated their long time enemy and are now celebrating."
"Dumbledore's not dead yet." Sirius leaned into his husband's embrace, both men wearing no shirt.
"He will be soon." Remus tightened his embrace. "Now what do you say we celebrate with them?" he asked with a growl.
"I like the way you think."
So what do you think? Worth it? Maybe one or two chapters left of this story.
What do you want to happen to Dumbledore and Ron? Should I kill them or leave them like that? Does anyone want a torture scene?
Tell me what you think ne?
