Wow! I am one review short of a hundred! I'm so proud of you all for the wonderful reviews you sent to me! I loved them all. I'm sorry the chapters aren't longer but I hope frequent updates make up for it and I will try to get out two chapters a day but I make no promises. Work is truly the root of all things evil. Lol.

Well, I'm not introducing any new gods in this chapter so I guess I can continue on with the disclaimer.

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Harry woke from a groggy sleep. He could feel the hard chest under his head and the strong arm wrapped firmly around him. He blushed crimson as he recalled the night before. He had abducted the god of Death. He blinked as that thought crossed his mind a secant time before his face split into a smile and a giggle erupted from his lips.

Shaking his head at the absurdity of the statement he moved to sit up, disentangling himself from the strong grip and looking down at the man he had agreed to marry. Hades looked stunning in sleep. His strong face was relaxed in a way Harry had never seen it before. Before he realized what he was doing he had raised a hand to trail lightly along the strong jaw.

The skin felt feather soft and yet it was also hard and unyielding. He moved to pull his hand away when a strong hand shot up and captured it, Black cobalt eyes opened to stare at him, an eyebrow quirked upwards and Harry ducked his head in embarrassment.

"You should still be asleep." Hades dark voice stated, slightly husky from sleep. Harry shrugged his shoulders as he pushed the embarrassment away.

"I don't sleep much." He mumbled and Hades amused face turned into a frown as he looked at Harry with a cool look on his face.

"Explain," the words were more of a sharp order than a question and Harry found himself opening his mouth to do just that before he even realized what he was doing.

"The war in my old world was bad, within the first year of it I was diagnosed with Insomnia; I guess it's one trait that was carried over. The nightmares from it always wake me when I do finally get some sleep" He stated with a shrug and Hades snarled as he yanked Harry back down forcefully until Harry was laying half way on top of the god.

"You will get more sleep." Hades ordered and Harry opened his mouth to argue but one look into those dark eyes made him sigh in defeat instead. "I will not lose you because you were too tired to think properly while in battle." Hades stated as he wrapped his arms back around Harry's smaller form. His deep seductive voice began to sing a low song and Harry felt his eyes growing heavy as sleep laid claim to him.

Hades frowned once his bride was once again asleep. He had felt the slender body stir, barely an hour after he was asleep, not nearly enough time for his bride to have gotten enough sleep but he had kept still. He heard the soft giggle leave those soft pink lips as a small finger trailed over his jaw, leaving a flaming fire in its wake before he had reached out to firmly clasp the hand in his own.

His eyes snapped open to look upon his blushing bride and he smirked in amusement. Truly his bride was beautiful, but he had not liked the reasoning for him being awake. If his bride were to truly survive the war intact then he needed sleep, more than the little he was getting.

The song he had sung was a spell in Gaelic; it would cast his bride into a deep and untroubled sleep until the body and mind were fully rested. He laid there enjoying the warmth of his little one until the door creaked open, his eyes turned a harsh glare onto the brunet girl whose eyes went wide at seeing him.

"Is he asleep?" She asked after a moment, her voice a whisper.

"Yes." He stated with a cold look on the girl who dared to intrude his brides sleeping chambers uninvited.

"I…um…I'll just be going then." She squeaked as she hurriedly left the room, the door snapping closed as Hades smirked, her fear amused him.

His arms clenched tighter around his little one as if to keep him safe for just a little longer. His duties could wait, he decided. Today he would stay here and take pleasure from the company of his small bride. He would deal with the souls tomorrow.

Hogwarts

Minerva McGonagall could feel her eye twitching as she glared at the old headmaster. Ten students had been pulled from the castle after his interview in the Prophet and to cap it all off he sat fiddling with his spoon. She had caught him mumbling about sharp claws and he refused to eat with a fork. If he wasn't careful he would have the entire world believing he had gone senile, and with war on their doorstep they could not afford for his childish antics cause a problem.

Her jaw clenched angrily as she remembered the interview, truly calling those who had risked their lives to save the children 'as bad as Death Eaters' was insulting. She may not condone murder, but the Death Eaters who had dared attack her students deserved nothing less than what they got in her opinion.

If any more students left because of him she would have him dragged before the Bored of Governor's and demand they remove him. Education was important! She did not care if the world ended tomorrow so long as her students were in class and learning something useful.

Her eyes narrowed in disapproval as Albus turned to the young Muggle studies teacher and asked her to cut his potatoes and meet. She watched his eyes dart around as Flitwick scraped his fork against his plate in the chase of a pea.

Having enough of his antics she stood and exited the hall. She had better things to do than to watch the man she had admired for so long act like a complete and incompetent fool.

Epiales watched his handy work from the shadows and laughed darkly, as he left the castle. The only one to hear his fighting laugh was Albus who jumped and looked around wildly getting many concerned looks from his staff.

So what did you think? I added Epiales in at the end because it was too good of an opportunity to pass up! Please review!

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