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The Mudbloods Daughter II: The Kings are Back!
Harry, Hermione, Charissa, Ron and the Honours and Marauders where gathered in the kitchen of Number Twelve Grimmauld Place, each one with a deadly serious look on their face. Narca-Jane was twisting her wedding ring on her finger, before she spoke. "So you're saying that I'm supposed to hunt down these Horcruxes, and destroy them? But we have no idea what they are, or where they are, and the only way to destroy them is with Fiendfyre or baslisk venom. Wow... you guys sure are a big help," she said sarcastically, and Charissa sighed.
"We know of two potential horcruxes, the Hallows Necklace, and Nymphadora's wand, which leads us to assume that Cissady is using objects that have some sentimental value to her us. We also know that she has made five of them. We just don't know where she has hid them, or what the other three could potentially be..." Charissa explained, and Narca-Jane pursed her lips, nodding.
"Yeah, that doesn't really help me now, does it," Narca-Jane stated coldly, and Charissa frowned, looking at her hands guiltily. Narca-Jane sighed, and looked at Charissa apollagetically, saying 'sorry' and Charissa smiled at her before Harry started speaking.
"However, we believe that she may do what Voldemort did, and use places that have great significance to her, for example, what's left of Malfoy Manor, or the Hallows mansion..." Harry explained, and Charissa's eyes widened, before she shook her head sharply.
"No! Not my home. She wouldn't have," Charissa protested, and Harry looked at her sadly. Charissa took a deep breath, and her shoulders slumped, as she remembered that there was nothing Cissady wouldn't do. Harry ran his hand through his hair, a habit which seemed to have developed ever since the war had started, not noticing Jay doing the exact same thing. Hermione spoke next.
"We need to keep your disappearence a secret. No one can know you are searching for the Horcruxes, it never leaves this room," Hermione said, and Narca-Jane nodded. "So we came up with a way for you six to slip away unnoticed."
"Wait... six? No. It's just me," Narca-Jane countered, her eyes steeling over. Sirius looked thunderous as well, saying that there was no way he was not going to hunt with them. Narca-Jane looked at him harshly. "No, Sirius. It will be just me going to hunt the Horcruxes. It is too dangerous for you all to come as well. I can't risk you getting hurt."
"You're a Slytherin. Of course you can. We aren't leaving you," Riley stated seriously, and Narca-Jane looked at her humorlessly, a scowl on her lips. "Look, Paws. We have been friends for... about fourteen years, right? We are family, all of us. You, me, Teddy, Raine, Stella and Adalyn. That's never going to change. If you think we are just going to... not be by your side for this entire thing, then you have another thing coming!"
Narca-Jane looked at her, before turning to Teddy, begging him to agree with her, but he rose his left hand, indicating to his wedding ring, before taking her left hand in his, their fingers intertwining, and looked at her seriously. "You're my wife, Narca-Jane. Nothing you say or do will keep me from staying by your side for all time. Through everything. Even this," he told her, and she looked at him, before groaning, and looking at her mother.
"So what's the plan?" Narca-Jane asked, and Hermione grinned.
"Yes, Molly, we have decided to renew our vows," Charissa said, grasping Charlie's hand tightly, a smile on her face, as Molly squealed happily, clapping her hands. Narca-Jane looked at Hermione, disbelief written on her features as they watched Charissa, Charlie and Molly from the archway to the kitchen. Narca-Jane leaned against the wooden frame her arms crossed, and Hermione asked 'what?' Abraxus in her arms.
"Seriously? Do you want history to repeat itself? You just know that the Blood Hunters are going to attack the ceremony," Narca-Jane said, her voice dripping with irony, and Hermione grinned.
"That's the point. They attack, and you slip away undetected," Hermione explained. Narca-Jane quirked an eyebrow, before Cassie, or maybe it was Cleo, walked over to them, Felicity on her hip. She looked at her mother and father, Molly, than at the looks on Hermione and Narca-Jane's faces.
"I don't even want to know," she said, and Felicity giggled, going 'No No!'. She turned, and walked away, over to Cleo, or possibly it was Cassie, and sitting in the corner with her and Kathy. Charlotte joined them shortly after, an event that was becoming quite common, closely followed by Essie and Lizzie, and than Bilius. Pretty soon, all the twelve Hallows/Weasley children were crammed into that small corner, each doing their own thing, but staying close as if they were going to be torn apart at any moment.
Narca-Jane looked at them, curiously. "You don't think..." she pondered, and Hermione looked at her curiously, as Scorpius ran over to them, his cheeks flushed. He hid behind Narca-Jane's legs. "What are you doing, Scorpy?" she asked, ruffling his already messy honey blond hair. The freckled boy looked up at her, a happy-go-lucky grin on his face.
"I'm hiding from Daddy," he whispered, his voice giggly. Narca-Jane laughed, and asked 'why?'. Scorpius had the decency to look guilty, as he told her. "He was taking a nap so I gave him a foam beard and drew on his head," Scorpius told her, and Narca-Jane shook her head, laughing, and saying 'classic' as she lifted him, holding him under one arm on his side. "I'm not going to say sorry!" Scorpius pouted, and Narca-Jane laughed, placing him on the stairs.
"No, Scorpy, that's not what I wanted to talk to you about," she said, sitting beside him, and he looked up at her, eyebrows furrowed, as he went 'Huh?'. "Scorpy, what would you say if I told you that soon, I have to leave for a while, and I don't know how long I'll be gone?" Narca-Jane asked, and Scorpius looked at her, with big eyes.
"What do you mean you're leaving?" he asked, his lower lip trembling and his face unintentionally turning into the most adorable puppy dog face she had ever seen. Big, wet salty tears were pooling in his eyes.
"Scorpy, come on, don't cry," Narca-Jane said, wrapping her arms around his shoulder, "It's not for a while yet... and Orion and Romulus will still be here," Narca-Jane told him, and Scorpius sniffled, burying his face in her stomach and throwing his arms around her waist, tightly. Narca-Jane sighed, and rubbed his back, biting her lip.
"If you go... who's gonna stop Daddy from giving me in trouble? Who's gonna look after me all the time? Why do you have to go?" Scorpius cried into her stomach, and Narca-Jane felt tears prick her own eyes.
"Scorpy... If you didn't do things to upset daddy, who wouldn't have to give you in trouble, would he? And Mummy looks after you most of the time," she said, and Scorpius looked up at her, mumbling 'So'. Narca-Jane ran her hand over her face, and looked down at him, a smile on her lips. "It's not like I'm not going to come back, Scorpy. You know I'll never leave you for too long. You're my baby brother. I couldn't do that to you," she said, and Scorpius pouted.
"But you're still leaving anyway," he argued childishly, which was to be expected, he was only young. Narca-Jane frowned.
"I have to, Scorpy. It's not like I want to. But I need you to be a big boy for me, and help me okay?" she asked, and he looked at her, sucking on his bottom lip with his eyebrows practically part of his eyes, before nodding. Narca-Jane smiled proudly. "That's my boy. So, I want you to look after Abraxus, okay? Cause I won't be there, so you'll have to do my job. That means you've got to keep Abraxus safe, okay? Make sure he doesn't get hurt, because he's just a baby. Will you do that for me, Scorpy?"
Scorpius nodded, and Narca-Jane beamed. "Thank you, Scorpy. Now give me a hug," she said, and Scorpius grinned, before hugging her tightly.
"I love you, Narcy," Scorpius said, and Narca-Jane swallowed, before nodding, and huggign her little brother.
"I love you too, Scorpy."