Chapter Twenty-Six: Vanilla-Whoops?
"I am as I am," Damon said softly keeping eye contact so the man knew he was being truthful, "I am a bit naïve, not as much as everyone thinks but still naïve anyways I know that much. I would not call myself wise I am simply intelligent enough to spot things other people might over look as insignificant," that got a smirk from the man, "And I happen to think I would look awful laying dead at you feet, sorry but I don't think death is in my fashion sense at all," that was said in such a childlike way it made him seem so sweet and innocent.
Laughing some Tom shook his head, "There's the Damon I know," he started again for the dining room, and walked in calmly asking, "What have you been doing anyways?"
"Cleaning mostly and lessons, Papa wants me to know the proper way to be a Black, there are a lot of lessons. Oh and Dad made me swear to never let him change my identity again seems to cause problems," Damon said before sitting where Tom motioned for him to sit. He went to say something else but Sirius held a paper infront of his face and he read out loud, "How does marriage to a Rosier sound?" then he glanced over and said, "Papa I love you I do but if you even think about it I will skin you and damn the consquences, Dad said I will marry for love and love alone."
"But Kiddo think about it they have close ties to our family, not enough to be incest and this way your kids will have more then the adoption of Black blood," Sirius said before Damon blinked at him, "I should run now right?"
"Might be a good idea," Damon said and they watched as Sirius went to leave but Damon caught him by the shirt and shook him some, "Are you insane? I am telling Dad when we get home what you were plotting- Aunt Bella, Aunt Cissa I know you two helped put him up to this and-" yet Tom pulled him out of his rage by tugging him on his lap and putting a bite of cake in his mouth.
"Cake and he becomes a kitten," Draco chuckled since Damon was enjoying the treat and seemed to forget he had been about to yell as Tom kept feeding him.
"Hush," Sirius said waving a hand at him before turning to his cousins, "So it seems I do owe you both now," they had made a bet with him that in a rage Damon would be calmed by Tom before anyone else and he had thought the teen would be calmed by Bellatrix personally.
Opening his eyes Damon let his head drop back onto Tom's shoulder, "They bet about me didn't they?" getting a nod he nodded as well eyes closing again, yet his foot came up and kicked Sirius in the head, "Papa you're such a child."
"Ow! No more lessons with Bill or Fenrir you're getting much too violent," Sirius said while holding his face, "Why must you be so much like your damnable Father?"
"Which one?" Damon asked blinking at him now, "James, Dad or you?"
"You're Dad!" Sirius snapped before pausing, "You still think of James as a Father?"
"Well he technically is what half my DNA is made up of," Damon said before turning to try and look at Tom but since his back was to the man's chest he could not and instead just twisted to pretty much be straddling him, "So I have a quick question," getting a nod to ask he smiled some, "How is it out of everyone here you are taking it better then Lucius? I mean he had no reason to want me dead besides you telling him I was suppose to die, but since you are acting nice why isn't he?"
"Damon he doesn't do well when those he cares for lie to him," Tom said which made the teen frown some, "What is it?"
"Aunt Cissa said the same thing," he turned and rested against Tom again using him as a chair as he started to think everything over, his kitten popped up from his shirt randomly and mewed as he was thinking.
Sirius paused as he looked at his son then he glanced at Lucius then back to Damon before asking, "Does that look mean you're thinking like Fenrir, Bill, a Maurader or yourself?" h knew the teen had different mind sets.
"Well I was actually thinking like Grandmother," Damon said which made Bellatrix grin and Narcissa chuckle the whole time Sirius grimacmanced, "You love her and you know it."
"Yeah but still don't think like her, she is much to…harsh for you," Sirius said shruddering some, "Besides I've heard what you two talk about it's creepy."
"How is it creepy? I asked why the house elves were beheaded and she explained why and the many methods of how to behead a house elf," Damon said blinking innocent eyes at his Papa.
"Creepy!" Sirius exclaimed before glancing at Lucius then turning to Narcissa, "You'll not let him rat us out for this will you?"
"Of course not I'm actually quite happy to be having a family dinner," Narcissa said before seeing those green eyes glance at something, "Damon honey please don't do something to potentially kill mh idiot husband."
Blinking Damon tilted his head, "If I did that he would never forgive me," then he went back to thinking.
Sirius leaned over to Bellatrix, "My mother ever think of ways to be forgiven?"
"Not that I know of," Bellatrix answered calmly.
"Then this can only turn out badly," Sirius sighed before seeing his son reach for a knife, "Kiddo?"
"Just stay still Papa," Damon said before flinging the knife which stuck into apparently midair but a shout of pain and a thud accompanied the knife falling and red blood spilling out and around, "Alright now I was thinking Lucius likes vanilla pudding thus I shall bring him pudding until I am forgiven," he said that with such a glee filled voice it made them wonder how he was not more concerned with the person he had potentially killed, "Hmm I can't make vanilla pudding very well…oh I know," turning he looked right at Lucius who was blinking in shock, "May I borrow a house elf to make you vanilla pudding until you forgive me?"
"Who did you just stab?" Lucius asked the question everyone was wondering about.
"No idea," Damon said before turning back to the bleeding man and cancelling the invisibility spell he wore, "So…who are you?" The man gurgled and died before he could answer which made Damon pout, "Hey I asked a question dying before answering is just plain rude."
"Oh dear Merlin," Sirius covered his face with his hand and asked, "Why are you so nonchalant about murder?"
"Um…I see it as a defense for my Papa as the man was near you meaning he might have been trying to harm you and – oh Kreacher makes really good vanilla pudding," Damon seemed so happy now. He paused and looked at the dead body before pulling a face only he could get away with, puzzled and slightly confused at the same time. Which while normally the same look for most people he seemed to have two, "Did I just kill someone?" getting every single person to nod he squeaked and jumped to burrow against Sirius, "Papa he's going to be upset, he said no murder till eighteen."