A/N: Well hey all I'm back with a fun new chapter. Well welcome to the new reader don't have your name on me but you know who you are.
Chapter 25: Dementors, Werewolves, and Vampires Oh My!
Lord Audrei had him waiting outside where Lillian was being tortured. It had been five days since she had told him her plan. What little of it she had told him anyway.
The Lord had allowed him to see his son the day before. Ryan was only three he should be raised by his parents and not along with some spiteful ten-year-old girl.
Derrick shivered Lillian let out a particularly shrill scream. He hoped thast she would give in soon. As it was he didn't know how Lillian would get them out. She had been weak the last time her had seen her and couldn't be much better now. He looked up and the door opened. One of the crueler lieutenants came out and said, "Sure you don't what a turn?" evilly as he fastened his pants.
Derrick didn't respond, just looked disgusted at the other man.
"Fine, more the to rest of us," the lieutenant said before walking away, whistling towards the dining hall.
Derrick had to force him to not toss up at the other man's attitude.
He turned to see Lord Audrei strodedown the hall, Derrick bowed and scraped the floor with his forehead. The Lord didn't even bother to glance in his direction.
Derrick had stated to pace when this master came back out the door. He waved Derrick up from his reassumed bowed position. "The idiots have knocked her unconscious. Heal her enough so she can speak and don't allow anyone to touch her until I return."
"Yes my lord," Derrick said as he started for the door.
Most of the other men had left leaving one guard outside the door and he promptly went to sleep.
Carefully Derrick shut the door before going over to Lillian and placed himself between the door and her, just incase someone came in.
Lillian surprised him when she opened her eyes and grabbed his arm, the familiar voice sounded in his head, / Not yet, a few more hours. I need my wand. /
Derrick looked at her with surprise at the strength he felt in her.
She smiled at him before thinking to him, / I've been harvesting pain strength, which is why I haven't' been screaming much. I'll be ready tonight. /
He nodded and proceeded to heal her most major injuries.
Several hours later, close to midnight, he was woken and taken to the dungeon. "She's decided to cooperate, finally. Lord Audrei wishes to heal her completely, mainly so she quits moaning and groaning after every other word, Merlin that's annoying."
Derrick refrained to mention that maybe she wouldn't be in such bad shape if they hadn't taken to throwing her into the walls for the past five hours. Instead he grunted and entered the room, "you might aw well wait outside, this is going to take awhile," he sighed.
Lillian's eyes and she sat up as he entered, "But you're injured," he said confused.
"Wandless magic, I made my bones stronger for a few hours. It's about to wear off, leaving my bones weaker than usual, and with the amount of magic I've had in me recently, I'll be resistant for a while to magic. My wand?" she ended suddenly. When he handed it to her and she continued, "Now think only of your son," as she got of the cot carefully. Leaning on Derrick she followed the bond between all parents and their children and turned.
They appeared in a large room with several children's toys. A small toddler was hugging a stuffed unicorn. He looked up at them and cried, "Daddy!" when they appeared.
"Grab him," Lillian said hoarsely, leaning on a wall. After Derrick had come back to her carrying his son she said," Now think of the highest place in this complex. She took the location from his mind and turned again. Neither of them noticed a young girl looking at them inquisitively from a doorway.
They popped onto the tope of a tower of a castle. Taking a trembling step away from the father and son, Lillian straightened and said loudly, "Obliviate!" a white light shot out of her wand and umbrellaed over the castle. She then gathered them into her arms and said, "Hang on this is going to be tough, and turned for a third time.
This time they didn't appear on the ground but rather several feet in the air. Lillian released Derrick and his son and landed one a gravely ledge and tumbled down. Derrick and Ryan luckily landed firmly and not too hard.
Derrick called out to her but she made no response. The only reason he know she was alive was that he could see her moving a little. Bother arms were in odd positions as was one leg. He couldn't tell from where he was but it looked like her head was bleed profusely. Derrick carefully made his way down to her and started to look her over. Setting his son down next down to her head and tried to heal her but couldn't. He stopped for a second and Ryan, who had been quite until then, said, "Daddy, she's saying something."
Derrick knelt at her head and could barely hear her whisper, "Don't bother. Won't work. Odd friends coming. Don't attack. Tell them that Martha Zaaberlen is calling in her favor. Tired must sleep. Don't attack no matter what. Trust m…meee" she trailed of and lost consciousness.
'Great,' Derrick thought, 'Hope these friends get here has,' as he gathered Ryan up into his arms and cast a warming charm. Wherever they were it sure wasn't summer.
Lillian woke up to find herself in a nicely furnished room with the sun beaming in. She hadn't been healed, not that it would do much go, but everything was bandaged up cleanly. She sat up careful, which wasn't easy as both arms had casts on and one leg, the other leg had a brace on the knee.
Derrick and his son were both curled up on a sofa in front of a fire. They had apparently been reading a book before dozing off. They looked so peaceful that she didn't want to wake him but she knocked over a glass as she struggled up.
They woke with a start and looked around nervously. Seeing that it was just her he sat up and yawned before saying annoyed, "Why didn't you tell me that your friends were…"
"Vampires, werewolves, dementors, and other such magical creatures classified as dangerous?" she interrupted.
"Yes," he responded standing.
Before he could continue with his spiel the door opened and a young woman entered the room pushing a cart of food. Lillian's stomach started to growl. The woman looked at her and giggled, "Why is it that every time you come to visit us you're starved Martha?" as she skirted around the light beaming through the window.
"Don't know really, but I do seem to be waking up starve a lot lately Shira." Lillian responded straightening up on the bed and started eating.
"You two know each other then," Derrick said as a blush crept up from his neck. He came over shyly and got a plate for himself and his son.
Shira looked at Lillian who nodded before she said, "She was sent by Dumbledore to seek an alliance after his death. Later she came back here asking for sanctuary after escaping from Death Eaters. Then she ended up saving the sons of the vampire and werewolf councilors. This gave her leave to come back to our nation whenever she wished, though we haven't seen her in a while."
"Nation?" Derrick asked confused as he kept his son from making a complete mess.
"Did you tell him anything before dragging him here Martha?" Shira asked turning to her friend.
Lillian raised a finger for Shira to wait a second and finished chewing her food, "First it's Lillian now, long story. And second no, I didn't have much time really."
"Well then Miss. Lillian the Council wishes to speak with you as soon as you finish your meal. What should I announce you as?" Shira asked.
"Lillian Petunia Potter formally known as Martha Lilthe Zaaberlen should do," Lillian responded cheekily, wiping her hands with a napkin.
"Wait a moment while I get a chair," she said leaving.
Silence pervaded the room until Derrick asked, "So how did you know you could trust me?"
"You've a honest heart and soul," she smiled.
The silence filled the room again, only interrupted by Ryan playing with the unicorn toy that he brought along. Lillian sighed and asked, "So how did you like your first meeting with a vampire?"
"She's a vampire! But she looks so… so,"
"Normal?" Shira said coming in with a wheelchair. "Well thank you. Youand your son stay here. We'll be back shortly. These are your rooms Mar.. Lillian's will be through that door. You are not allowed to leave these rooms during your stay," Shira then pulled a wand out and levitated Lillian into the chair.
"I thought that you weren't supposed to have wands," Derrick said astonished.
Shira's face contorted to a angered expression as she reprimanded him, "Well we aren't allowed to have our own nations either. And if anyone else comes in, keep comments like that to yourself. I'm more forgiving then some of my friends," and rolled Lillian out the door.
Lillian glanced over her shoulder and saw a admonished blush creep come over his face.
Once they were down the hall enough Lillian smiled up to her friend and said, "I think he's smitten with you."
"You think too much about things other than what you should be thinking about. Be careful, Lord Tamon has become…different lately."
Lillian nodded as the doors opened and a young dementor female announced her.
A/N: Yeah I know the title is so clique but well couldn't think of anything else. Good news though, I'm on Spring Break next week so I might get a couple of chapters up quickly. The bad news, I have like a ton of homework due the day we come back and it'll take forever to do. Well hope you enjoyed do me a favor and review. I'd do it for your stories. And don't forget, if you haven't already voted on the polls do so quickly the time is approach for the results to be used in the story. Until later my friends.
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