Author: HatefulRodeo

Story: Harbinger

Notes: I apologize for the delay in my postings but life is a bitch right now. My muse is also giving me the proverbial finger so I pushed through the block and got this last chapter out. Also, there will be a bit of a time skip! So you've been warned! I hope it's up to par. Anywho thank you to all who reviewed, fav'd, followed or did all three! Enjoy Lovelies!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I will make no money from the posting of this fic.

Previously:

Dozens of camera flashes went off and Harry had no doubt what the headline would be tomorrow in the Prophet; Dark Lord Acquitted of Crimes, Now Shackled By Love, or some such rot. Sighing, Harry and Lucius stepped down from their places and made their way over to their little family. Handshakes and murmurs of congratulations were given to Marvolo by several people surrounding them. Before anyone from the press could approach the family left the courtroom, all six men glaring at anyone who tried to stop them from leaving.

Harry decided he would call the Weasely twins, Luna and Neville when they returned home to Malfoy Manor. This momentous occasion deserved some form of celebration and Harry also missed, and wanted to see, his friends too; so he could kill two birds with one stone with this little party.

Hopefully, Marvolo didn't kill the overly excitable Weasely twins but Harry had a feeling his father would control himself. After all Bill wouldn't be too pleased if his lover killed his brothers in front of him. Shrugging lightly he followed his fiancée through the floo and back to the Manor.

~~~~~~*********Chapter 36*********~~~~~~

Marvolo smiled when they arrived back at Malfoy Manor; he was slightly surprised that his trial went as smoothly as it did. He at least expected someone to make a scene when the verdict was read; not that he was complaining. The easier people accepted his innocence the quicker he could begin his more public plans.

Hopefully, he'd be elected to the post of Chief Warlock but he was somewhat doubtful it would happen. He'd have to show the sheep and his political opponents that he was truly not the psychotic man they believed him to be. That would take time but time was something he had now and he would make the best of it.

The crimson eyed man looked at his little family, feeling grateful to have them and the time to enjoy them; he looked forward to going out with them in public without worrying about Aurors. However, as grateful as he was he felt disgusting from his short stay in the Ministry holding cells; "Everyone, I'm going to have a shower and change my clothes. When I get back we'll have a late lunch." When no one objected the newly acquitted Dark Lord left the room but not before placing a kiss to Bill's soft cheek.

He exited the Receiving room and made his way to his suite, looking forward to seeing his familiar, Nagini. Marvolo knew she'd be alright but it was rare that he was away from her for so long; both of them enjoyed having close proximity to the other. It was probably due to Nagini being one of his Horcruxes but he also enjoyed her company anyway. His familiar had a sharp tongue and even sharper wit; her color commentary during Death Eater meetings was hilarious.

For the longest Nagini was his only confidant, the only living thing he trusted. Now, he had several people who cared for him and he cared for in return; it was still odd but welcome. With his trial over and the outcome favorable he could begin moving freely in society again. The crimson eyed man could start collecting support for his goals; it would be easier than he thought since, according to his spies, most of the Ministry was slowly coming around to his way of thinking.

But right now he needed a shower and clean clothes. After that he would enjoy an afternoon with his family before he began working toward the end game; he would start by winning Bella, Rodolphus, Rabastan, and Augustus their freedom.

Augustus' innocence would be the easiest to prove as the Ministry never provided a trial for him and all they had was Karkaroff's testimony accusing the former Unspeakable of being a Death Eater. Not to mention Rookwood never enjoyed the fearsome reputation Bellatrix did and now that Rookwood's Dark Mark was concealed that gave the Ministry even less of a leg to stand on.

Rabastan and Rodolphus, while not as clean as Rookwood, were not well known to many either; well if one didn't count the lies being printed about them in the Prophet. True, they did torture the Longbottoms but other than that the Lestrange brothers were used more as spies, information gatherers if you will. The two pureblood brothers would infiltrate high society parties, or Ministry events, charm the gathered sheep, and report back to him.

Bellatrix's innocence would be more difficult to prove; most people feared her too much to think rationally about any accusations made about her. However, he believed he could attain her freedom and when that happened he would request for her to see a qualified Mind Healer; which he would provide for her. Marvolo knew it would be unlikely to heal Bella's mind completely but he needed her to at least regain a semblance of sanity so she would not be loose cannon. He'd truly hate to kill her.

As in Rookwood's case the only evidence against the three Lestranges was Kakaroff's sketchy testimony; anyone else from the Ministry who could speak about the Longbottom incident was dead. Also, the Lestranges' Dark Marks were hidden. As disgusting as it was to think about the fact that the Ministry cut so many corners during the First War was actually working in the Dark's favor.

If the idiots would have correctly documented the Longbottom's torture, collected official testimony, and given them fair trials, or a trial at all, then it would have been damn near impossible to get his four Death Eaters cleared. Ah bless the Ministry's incompetence!

With a smile he slipped out of his slightly wrinkled robes and entered the bathroom for a hot shower; Salazar it felt good to be free!

~*~*~*POV Change~*~*~*

Harry watched his father exit the room and glanced at Bill; who was watching his father with barely disguised longing. With a cheeky grin he made his way over and nudged the taller man with his shoulder; "Why don't you go keep him company, hmm? I'm sure father won't mind."

The red head blushed brightly but left the room nonetheless. Harry assumed the man would ask a house elf where his father's rooms actually were, or he'd be running around in circles. With a smile he turned to the rest of his rag tag family; "Alright, I'm going to floo the twins to get the over here. Severus, could you go to the school and see if you can get Luna and Neville here too."

Severus smirked and after pressing a quick kiss to Lucius' lips he disapparated to Hogwarts. Harry smiled at the two Malfoys; "Draco, Lucius, would you alert the house elves that we have guests coming. I trust you two to arrange the food and drinks." Lucius nodded and left the room quickly; the man probably already had ideas swirling around in his blonde head.

Draco approached Harry and placed a kiss to his lips; "I can't believe Marvolo pulled it off." The emerald eyed teen grinned; "I know, I mean I knew he could, but it's just surreal that he actually was found innocent. I'm waiting to wake up and here it was all a dream and the trial hasn't happened yet."

His blonde chuckled and after another kiss bid Harry goodbye. The raven watched his fiancée leave the Receiving room. Once Draco was gone the former Gryffindor knelt in front of the floo and tossed in the fine powder; "Weaselys' Wizard Wheezes, Diagon Alley, London!" With a swirl of green flames Harry's head popped into the hearth in the twins' flat above the store.

Fred's head popped around the corner; "Harry! What can we two fine gents do for you? Oi, Georgie! Harry's here!" The raven haired teen heard footsteps and a moment later George stepped into the living room and kneeled in front of the hearth, Fred coming to rest next to his double; "Hello, Gred, Forge, I was wondering if you'd like to come to the Manor for a little celebratory get together?"

"You see Marvolo's trial was today and he was found innocent. I'm throwing a bit of a party for him. Plus, Bill's here and I'm sure he'd like to see his little brothers." The twins beamed, mischievous twinkles bursting in their eyes, knowing what this look meant Harry cut their plans for mayhem off at the knees; "Listen you two I'm inviting you here because I see you guys as friends but do not do anything foolish."

"Marvolo will stay his wand in deference to Bill. However, do not push him. "The two red heads looked sheepish and smiled; "Alright, little Dark Lord, we'll be there in a half hour or so." The emerald eyed teen smiled; "Alright, call for Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire and the password is veritas."

After he finished speaking Harry pulled his head out of the fire and grasped another hand full of floo powder; "Rita Skeeter's Flat, Number Seven Morgan Street, London." With another swirl of green flame his head popped into the living room of the bitch's apartment. "Rita, dearest Rita, where are you." He heard something thunk, loudly, followed by frantic footsteps.

Moments later the blonde was kneeling in front of the hearth; "Ah there you are Rita! It was wise of you not to run or avoid me. Now, I wanted to remind you of what will happen if you take any liberties with the article regarding Marvolo's trial. I trust you'll put the appropriate spin on it; won't you dearest Rita?"

The disgusting piece of filth nodded, frantically; "Of of course, My Lord. I'll have it written and submitted for printing for tomorrow morning's edition. I know it will meet you and your Lord's approval." Harry merely gave her a bland look; "I hope it does for your sake. Have a good day, Rita dear." Withdrawing his head the raven haired teen spelled the bit of ash out of his hair.

Feeling accomplished he stood and he left the room, making his way to his rooms; he wanted to get out of his formal robes. They were stunning and well-made but they weren't the most comfortable of garments, being so heavy and all.

He still couldn't believe it! His father was free and soon their plans would be coming to further fruition. Life was good and several of his friends would be arriving soon to celebrate this day with the rest of his little family. Who would have thought it would all go down like this when he apparated unannounced in the middle of Death Eater meeting all those months ago?!

~*~*~Time Skip*~*~*~

An hour after Severus left he reappeared in the Receiving room; Luna and Neville released his arms and stepped away from him. The two teens glanced around the room, taking in the posh surroundings. After a few moments the feared potions master cleared his throat; "Shall we meet the others?"

The Longbottom heir nodded and offered his arm to Luna; it amused Severus greatly to see how much the once bumbling boy had truly changed. Gone was the baby fat and fear. The man who stood before him was powerful, loyal, intelligent and kind. The dour man was happy his surrogate brat nephew had such a good friend in his life. Luna while odd was also equally loyal to Harry and Severus knew there wasn't anything Harry couldn't ask of him.

With a glance back at them he left the room and made his way to the Sitting room; he knew his family would gather there. When the dark man entered he scowled at the sight of two identical Weaselys sitting on the sofa and chatting animatedly with his very smug looking Lord and Bill, who was sporting quite kiss swollen lips.

He just hoped the two twin terrors wouldn't do anything to get themselves killed as that would upset Bill, whom he liked, and Harry, whom he grudgingly loved. Why Marvolo looked so satisfied and the elder red head looked ravaged was best left unsaid and equally un-thought of.

Noticing their arrival Marvolo stood and gestured for the new arrivals to take their seats. Severus seated himself in one of the wingback chairs across from where Bill and Marvolo were sitting; one of the twin menaces was to his right. Luna and Neville choose the sofa opposite the twins and gave them bright smiles.

Soon the room was filled with the chatter of several teens and one twenty something Weasely. Severus and Marvolo stayed silent; the onyx eyed man was sure his Lord, like him, was praying for patience. It was hard to remember these mature children were just that children; however, grown up they acted and appeared to be most of the time.

It was then that Harry and the two Malfoys entered the room. The assembled teens rose as one and bombarded the small raven haired teen with hugs. Severus wanted to vomit at the saccharine display but shut up and let the boy have his moment with his friends. Once they were finished everyone retook their seats and the new comers sat themselves; Lucius was in the wingback chair next to Severus.

Severus looked around, observing the assembled people. They all seemed to mesh in some odd way. Each of them was different in their own right, all of them had faced things they should not have, but all of them came out better for it. Merlin! He was getting maudlin and he blamed the little former Gryffindor for it. Before the brat he was stoic, composed, and only loved two people! Now, he was getting soft and, dare he say it, loving?

Pushing the nausea down he again cleared his throat; "I have someone who wants to see you, My Lord, and you, Harry. He has been trying to reach you for some time but until yesterday has been unable. I will explain after he arrives." Once he was done speaking he closed his eyes and thought hard of a bird with crimson plumage.

He felt the flash of heat and knew his call was heard, opening his dark eyes he saw Fawkes seated happily on Marvolo's shoulder. The crimson eyed man looked stunned, regaining his composure he stared at Severus waiting for an explanation. Without much ado the dark haired man explained; "You remember we had to break the wards around the Headmaster's office to enter it. Well once Minerva and I did we examined the office for any other surprises that Dumbledore may have left."

"Minerva didn't notice the wards around Fawkes; I don't know why, maybe it was because they were weak or she does not have a talent for sensing magic. Either way I noticed the wards around his perch and I can tell you they were incredibly Dark blood protections, darker than even I would ever use."

"I observed that they were weakening, probably due to Fawkes' own magic's fighting them. With a little help from me he was able to break free of them. Since then Fawkes has been recovering a bit; he expended quite a bit of power trying to get himself out of there. From what he could transfer to me Dumbledore was chaining him there for many months in an attempt to keep him from leaving."

"Apparently, Fawkes wanted to abandon his former master and come to you, Marvolo, and you as well Harry. Before you ask he did not speak to me like he would with his master but he can transfer images and feelings when you maintain eye contact with him. Though I'm not sure if I was able to receive them due to me being a master in Mind Arts."

"Anyway that doesn't matter. What matters is he's here." Marvolo looked at the firebird and brought his hand up to stroke the bird's chest, causing Fawkes to trill happily. The whole room smiled in response to the Phoenixes' song. Lucius grasped his hand and squeezed it gently. Severus turned and smiled at his lover, pushing all his love into his eyes. Harry broke them out of their moment; "Severus, how did Fawkes know to come here?"

The potions master answered, not releasing Lucius' smaller hand; "It's simple, actually, all I had to do was think of Fawkes and call for him. He does the rest. I have no idea how but remember Phoenixes are incredibly powerful and not a lot is known about the extent of their powers."

The room seemed to accept this answer and went back to watching the firebird cuddle up to the newly acquitted Dark Lord; it was ironic that a bird purported to be a symbol of Light magic was perching on the icon of the Dark's shoulder. Severus wondered if Phoenixes were simply magical creatures; neither Light nor Dark but simply beings of pure magic, gifted with powers from Mother Magic.

This line of thought, he decided, was for another day. Right now he would like to enjoy a welcomed day off with his family and select associates, who he somewhat tolerated. Indeed, everything was going their way and from where the potions master stood nothing could stand in their way.

~*~*~*Time Skip - Three Years Later~*~*~*

Marvolo smiled a small smile as he looked around the sitting room in his and Bill's Manor, watching the people he considered his closest friends and family. He couldn't believe all that's changed in such a short amount of time. Harry and Draco were married, they already had one boy, Orion Lucius, and were expecting their second child; a boy who would be called Marvolo Severus, much to Marvolo and Severus' amusement.

It pleased the crimson eyed man that his son finally had a family that loved him. Pity that Harry's muggle family were too stupid to see how wonderful the emerald eyed man really was. The muggle filth his son was related to met their end in a horrible car accident. It was mostly Harry's idea; Marvolo just authorized the mission. They'd selected a car wreck as the Ministry of Magic wouldn't get wind of it and they, meaning Marvolo and Harry, wouldn't fall under suspicion of foul play in the death's of the Dursley family.

of course, Lucius was thrilled to no end about having another grandchild; the man loved to spoil his grandbabies. Thank Salazar Severus was there to hold the man back! The crimson eyed man was also pleased his two most trusted followers were finally bonded; Narcissa was divorced from the Malfoy Lord and received a large settlement to shut her up and now lived in France.

The two long time lovers were now expecting their first child together; the two men choose not to know the sex of their child and wanted to be surprised when they were born. Severus had never looked happier; well if you knew the signs to look for as the man was still generally unreadable.

Marvolo was looking forward to see what the spawn of Lucius and Severus would look like. It still made him chuckle to see a heavily pregnant Lucius waddle around, bossing his bonded about. Who knew the feared, cold, Malfoy Lord could be so adorably fussy?! Doubly shocking was the way Severus doted on his blonde lover; the dark man was essentially hovering over Lucius and sating his every, outrageous, need. Who the bloody hell wanted Cockroach Clusters with strawberry jam at three in the morning? Evidently Lucius and it was Severus' job to get them or Salazar have mercy on their souls.

The Malfoy men, both older and younger, weren't the only new additions to his life. Bill was his consummate companion and one day soon he would bond with his red head; maybe even have a child or two of their own. He just hoped he would know how to love a child. Spending time with other people's children was one thing; he could always give them back but his own were his and there was no getting rid of them.

But he had faith in Bill; the man was raised amongst many younger siblings in a normal familial environment. Surely, he could show Marvolo how to be a good parent. The former Dark Lord already knew how to love so he figured that knowledge would extend to caring for his child. Only time would tell though but first he and his lover would have to be bonded.

A shriek of laughter brought his attention to the child tugging on his robes. With a roll of his red eyes he swept the little terror into his lap. Once the tiny demon was settled he began to conjure bubbles wandlessly, something that thrilled the child to no end. Bellatrix beamed at her little girl; a little girl she never thought she would have. It seemed the now dead Weasely chit was good for something after all.

After the Lestrange's and Rookwood's trial, and the subsequent verdict of 'Not Guilty', he'd sent Bella to a highly sought after Mind Healer in Paris. She and Rodulphus went to France and after many months of treatment she'd returned a different woman. Bella still had her moments of instability but they were getting better and less frequent. However, a Mind Healer still came every other month to check on her to make sure she wouldn't relapse into insanity.

But what truly changed the once feared woman was the arrival of the child that would be hers. Rabastan had taken Harry's suggestion and impregnated the little red headed leech, giving his brother and his wife a child. Once that baby girl was blood adopted by Rodulphus and Bella, only a day after her birth, she became a different woman entirely.

It pleased Marvolo that she and Rodulphus were happy with their child and heir; the Lestrange's had no restrictions on who could inherit the family title of Lord or Lady. Rabastan on the other hand was living his life well and of course bedding witches any time he could. But the man deserved to enjoy himself; all of them did.

Rookwood went back to the Department of Mysteries; he was received frostily at first but eventually the other Unspeakables warmed back up to him. The man was a genius and that was hard to ignore when he was producing quality work; such as new spells or cracking riddles that no one could.

Not to mention Marvolo enjoyed knowing what was going on in the DOM. Even though he'd ascended to the post of Minister the Unspeakables still didn't like to let anyone outside of their Department know what they were working on. It was frustrating but Marvolo understood their hesitance to divulge anything; some things they worked on in there were seriously frightening and lethal in the wrong hands.

A chubby hand tapping his chin made him look down and smile at the imp on his lap. Bella's daughter, Druella, was a beautiful child with dark ringlet curls, pale skin, and shimmering grey eyes. It almost disgusted him when he thought of how much he cared for other people's children.

But what could he do? Ever since Harry popped into his life he'd turned it upside down. No longer was he the monster under children's beds. Now, he was their Minister; loved for his unbiased views, respected for his ideals, venerated for his forward thinking plans, and somewhat feared for his magical prowess.

Even Kingsley Shacklebolt, who was now the Head Auror, agreed with Marvolo's appointment to Minister. The crimson eyed man campaigned hard to win the post; he'd ended up losing the race for Chief Warlock after his trial to Dante Greengrass. This was alright as the Greengrass Lord was a faithful supporter of the former Dark Lord's vision.

By the time the elections for Minister came Marvolo was already a name in the political world and many people knew him. So when he entered his name to run he was essentially unopposed. During the years after his acquittal he'd put his plans into action bringing a lot of praise to him and his supporters. Even his once rigid opponents trusted and believed in him.

Case in point was Head Auror Kingsley Shacklebolt; once the man realized the former Dark Lord had no intention of waging a bloody war based on pureblood supremacy he tentatively began to support Marvolo's plans and vision. Now, three years later the Ministry was running smoother than ever and things were actually getting accomplished.

Madam Bones, who was still the Head of the reorganized DMLE, was even counted as one of his allies. She now knew that Marvolo was a fair leader and did not cut corners, or look the other way, out of favoritism or laziness. His fairness and no nonsense style gained him many more allies and it pleased him that all his hard work had finally paid off.

It also pleased him greatly to know his political parties' newly passed laws, and introduction of new regulations, were the main reason people were starting new businesses, creating new spells, and generally allowing magical beings to live a better life.

Nowhere was his impact felt more than with the Werewolf and Dark Creature communities. Since he became Minister a year ago he'd pushed through legislation giving all creatures rights they'd only dreamed of before. Fenrir Greyback was now living happily with his growing pack in the Forest of Dean; away from muggles and wizards alike. Sure the man would come out and socialize with Marvolo and others but it was rare. However, the alpha wolf already agreed to send his children to Hogwarts if their letters came.

His pups' bitch, Ronald Weasely; who passed on after the birth of Fenrir's second child, was a wizard lending credence that his children would be magical and eligible to attend Hogwarts. Marvolo was pleased at the changes they'd made at Hogwarts too; no longer would anyone be denied attendance.

If they could wield a wand they could attend as long as certain safety measures were observed. Such as taking Wolfsbane or if the parents were against their child taking a potion a secure place for their child to transform. Most parents would remove their child and take them home so the young werewolf could change with their pack. This reduced the stress on the young person and led to less injuries while they were transformed, leading to a reduced recovery period.

A kiss being pressed to his cheek by Bill made him realize he was neglecting his guests; it wasn't often everyone was together like this. Severus was usually busy teaching, assisting with the day to day running of Hogwarts, or attending to his very pregnant bonded. Lucius was heavily pregnant and needed to rest; usually the man dozed in his, or Marvolo's, garden.

So the crimson eyed man generally didn't see the elder blonde man very often as he was at the Ministry until later in the evening. Even when he wasn't pregnant Lucius was buzzing about the Ministry, or Hogwarts, shaking things up and making sure things were going right. Harry and Draco were busy with their children and careers.

Draco elected to follow in his surrogate father's footsteps and was working toward his Potions Mastery while Harry was a stay at home dad. However, the raven haired male had no intention of sitting on his bum for long. Once his children were old enough to go to wizarding primary school he was going to seek his Mastery in Defense, something he always excelled at. And with his NEWT scores Harry would be a fool not to continue his education.

Bella and Rodulphus were always busy creating new spells and hexes. They made a great team now that the once insane woman was back to her senses. Rabastan travelled around for Marvolo as an Ambassador to other countries. The man's charisma was palpable when he chose to turn it on and many a political deal was secured due to Rabastan's hard work.

He chuckled as he watched Rookwood slink around the perimeter of the room, avoiding the many sticky little hands. Why the kids adored the man was a mystery but they did; much to Augustus' chagrin but the man bore it and even smiled on occasion when the kids did something adorable. Damn it! He was getting too damn soft for his own good; he blamed Harry, Bill, and the collection of small humans now climbing on his furniture like rabid monkeys.

The loud barking laugh alerted him to the arrival of Fenrir and his two boys, Aiden and Alec. Both kids took after their father in looks but they possessed their deceased father's blue eyes. Bill would sometimes look at the two boys sadly; Marvolo would never lie to the red head and explained, without all the gruesome details, that as his punishment Ronald was given to Fenrir as a brood bitch.

The eldest Weasely son didn't like it but he accepted it, grudgingly. The red head knew his brother deserved what he got and at least Fenrir treated Ron well when he was alive. Marvolo knew this was a fact; he'd visited the alpha wolf many times while Ron was alive and while the boy wasn't overly happy he was well cared for, probably due to the fact that he was carrying Fenrir's pups.

The other Weasely men were a mixed bag of feelings. Charlie was alright with Bill's chosen partner and since he still lived in Romania visited them on occasion, usually during Yule. The second Weasely son was indeed not a Light inclined wizard, just as Marvolo thought. The man, also, didn't like what happened to his family at the hands of the former Dark Lord but he was equally disgusted with the actions of his deceased family members. The crimson eyed man and Charlie, essentially, decided to start from scratch and build their relationship from the ground up, letting go of all preconceived notions and being themselves.

Arthur supported his son as Bill was happy but would not come to Marvolo and Bill's house. The eldest Weasely child would often go to the Burrow though. This pleased the Weasely patriarch and let him know that Marvolo was not forcing Bill into this relationship. Marvolo doubted the elder man would ever get over the death of his wife and children but he also knew they brought it on themselves.

However, Marvolo knew talent when he saw it and promoted Arthur to a position that fit with the man's personality and intellect. He was now the Head of Muggle-born Identification; the department found and dealt with all newly identified muggleborn children. The man had a knack of dealing with muggle families and explained their world to them quite well.

Percy was an odd one, even by the crimson eyed man's standards. The boy was intelligent and amicable, if a bit overbearingly pompous. He loved that Bill was with Marvolo and enjoyed the recognition he got as the brother of the Minister's lover but never tried to capitalize on it to get a better position within the Ministry; such a true, honorable, Gryffindor!

The oddest thing was Percy truly didn't care about what happened to his now dead family members; the former Dark Lord knew he split from his family but he never suspected the third Weasely son to cut off his emotional ties to some of them as well. But as long as the man didn't offend, or hurt, Bill in anyway Marvolo would be cordial. He mostly saw the other man at work and they had very little chance to interact as Percy was a Under-Secretary and did not rate time with the Minister.

On rare occasions Percy would visit them at their Manor or his red head would see his younger brother at the Burrow. Evidently the third son left the family due to finding out his mother and younger siblings were manipulating, and deceiving, Harry. He used te excuse of hating Harry to make the split believable to not only his family but the world in general. Now that the offending filth was gone Percy had no issue with his remaining kin.

With a sigh he got out of his chair, putting Druella on the floor to go raise hell elsewhere, and greeted the alpha werewolf with a handshake. Once done he turned to the two boys hovering near Fenrir's legs and greeted them as well before letting them know they could do play with the others. The boys waited for their father to nod and once he did they were gone.

He laughed lightly at their energy and wondered could he keep up with one of his own? Probably, he could always Accio them when they got too far away or weren't listening when he called for them. Then again Bill would probably murder him if he Accio'd their child but that was only if the red head found out about it.

With a sly smirk he went and stood behind his lover, wrapping his arms around the red head's slim waist. Even three years later he still adored the man in his arms; Bill challenged him in every way. He was intelligent and kept Marvolo on his toes with stimulating debates and sometimes the man would come up with some very inventive ideas.

It was probably all the years of Curse Breaking; you had to think on your feet in that profession or you would be killed for your carelessness. Now, the red head worked as Gringotts Chief Warder and only took jobs within England that would last no longer than two days. Bill didn't like being away from Marvolo and the crimson eyed man despised it when his lover was away from home. This may be their house but the red head's warm presence made it their home.

Both men watched their family and friends as they chatted while the kids bounced around happily. Marvolo was content with his life and pleased that their world was now becoming a place he would even consider bringing a child into. Things may not be perfect but they were getting there and every day they were getting closer, and closer, to the goal of a peaceful society where all were respected.

So it is done! Thank f'ing Lord! Seriously, this story has become an epic and I hope you enjoyed the journey as much as I, generally, enjoyed writing it. I'm not doing an epilogue as it would be so fucking cliché.

Anywho, I'm thinking of doing a side-fic featuring Marvolo and Bill; like I did for Severus and Lucius. I wonder if anyone would be interested in it? Let me know!

All Mistakes Are My Own!