A/N: Anyone still reading this?

It takes me ages to write chapters which saddens me because I'm overflowing with ideas. And lack of time. So to make up for that and to compensate for the over load in ideas— I'm posting two chapters! Here's the first, the second should be immediately after this. Check out this story's tumblr page: theamodernmyth. I post photos of my lovely couple and any notices.

Also, there's major *SMUT* below, also a *light bdsm* warning. Can't stop me now.

Reviews also fuel me.

The idea of moving was both gut wrenching and thrilling at the same time— when Elia thought it'd be her and Draco, her family following suit. But the idea of moving to an entirely different country without him broke her heart. Reality struck her down.

America. She recalled those bloody words.

"You-Know-Who gave me a mission, a really important mission." Tanya had said, "It's Salazar's wand. He wants all the power and I can get it. Only him and I can wield it, so he's sending me. I've traced it back to America, that's where we'll be going. I'm not leaving you guys here."

Elia wished her sister would just go alone, she could handle herself. But Tanya didn't trust them alone, and when she heard Draco wasn't apart of that plan, she wanted to curl into a ball.

How could she break it to him? She herself didn't want to believe it, in fact, she didn't want to go. She had thought of running off to Spain or France with him, but not America, not without him. Tanya made her swear not to tell anyone about the mission. No one could know about the wand.

But time would tell. Tanya told her they wouldn't leave right away, she still had to organize the trip, a safe house, and exactly where the wand is. America was a start, but it bought Elia time to stay. Now, she knew what Draco felt, to harbor a secret so horrible to tell. Elia threw it in the back of her mind, hoping time would pass that it would fade away.

The break started and Elia had been visiting Tanya all too often. She couldn't see her friends since the incident, Draco was at the beck and call of the Dark Lord, and suddenly her best friend disappeared for weeks. As soon as Tonks had gotten together with Remus, Elia was sure they had run away. She envied that. The last time they saw each other was when they had drinks at that very flat.

She was in the living room playing games on the television while her sister cooked them dinner. Tanya just got off work and the two were starving, when they heard a tapping at the window.

"Mail?!" Tanya called out from the kitchen and Elia paused her game. She rolled off the couch and went straight to the window, seeing an owl waiting for them.

"Hey, it's Tonks' owl!"

"That bitch finally returns our letters? She's alive after all!" Tanya said jokingly and they laughed as Elia took the letter and gave the animal a treat.

She closed the window and approached the kitchen, opening the envelope for them to see.

"What did she say?"

Elia's eyes nearly bulged out of her skull, upon seeing the contents inside the envelope. Tanya finished cooking and stood in front of her.

"What?"

"Madre mía! She… LOOK!" Elia threw the paper at Tanya.

It was a photo of Tonks and Remus, laughing and kissing while showing off their rings. At the bottom, white cursive writing wrote 'Just Married'. Tanya's jaw dropped.

"What?!"

"I know!" Elia said, snatching the photo, "They ran off and eloped! Without us! They didn't tell anyone, did they?!"

"Nope, not even Moody or Bill. Salazar's beard! They're hitched!"

"Oh my god, this is insane!" Elia had a bright smile on her face, going to get parchment to write back to them and Tanya wrote her piece. They sent off the letter, putting the photo in a frame. The girls were proud they married and planned a day to see the newly weds soon.

They responded, giving them a date to meet at Tonks' parents house for dinner. The couple had left after Dumbledore's funeral, planning their marriage right away, making up for lost time. Then they were off on their honeymoon.

The day came when the girls met at the Tonks household. As soon as Andromeda let them in, Elia ran to Tonks behind the couch and they spun around.

"Congratulations! Both of you!"

Tonks put her down so Elia could hug Remus, Tanya to Tonks as well.

"Thank you." Remus smiled, a hand on Tonks' waist.

"I still can't believe you did all that with us! Not even an invitation." Elia said sadly, Tonks and Remus looked apologetic.

"Sorry, Elia. We just couldn't wait, we wanted it to just be the two of us." Tonks answered, Tanya put a hand on her.

"It's alright, just let me throw you guys a party soon."

Remus chuckled, "After the war, Tanya."

"I'll hold you to it."

"Hope you have room for one more." Andromeda said behind them, hugging the girls.

Tanya smirked, "Anything for you, Andromeda. And Ted?"

"Off at work today. He'll be here late, but let's eat."

The table was filled with chatter and warm food in their bellies, Elia was talking nonstop with Tonks while Remus and Andromeda spoke with Tanya. Then the conversation went to all of them and they sat facing each other.

"That's right, now that we're here— you can finally tell me the story of Sirius and the blonde!" Elia exclaimed, pointing at Remus before propping her chin on her palms patiently.

He snickered into his glass, Tonks gesturing that he start talking.

"Alright alright, I'm a man of my word. I did promise to tell you the next time we saw each other."

"So start talking." Tanya said, now attentive.

"Andromeda should know about her too. Your cousin was madly in love with her. She went to Hogwarts same as we."

They all turned to Andromeda, who smiled guiltily. She raised her glass and sipped.

"Can't deny that. Never really met her before, just saw her. And to be honest, she reminds me of you." Andromeda eyed Elia, who pointed at herself.

"Me?"

"Why do you think Sirius was so favorable of you?"

"I hardly saw him though, not like you, Tonks, or T."

"It's because you reminded him so much of her. He told me himself one drunken evening. Said that when he met you, he almost thought you were her. Except a few things of course." Remus gestured over her for example, "Because of this, you brought back some broken feelings he had buried since our time as boys. It was hard for him to be around you."

Elia frowned slightly, saddened that her presence had that effect on him. She wished she would have gotten closer to Sirius, but now she knew of the turmoil that was inside that man before he passed.

"Don't fret, Elia. It was a long time ago. They met later in their years, given the fact she was from Hufflepuff house."

Elia's jaw dropped, she thought about asking Professor Sprout about her when the break was over. If she remembered this witch.

"But as soon as they met, it was like love at first sight for Sirius. He wouldn't stop talking about her, couldn't look away from her, always tried being around her. It was like the worst case of Amortentia. Though, Sirius and her became best friends."

The girls at the table leaned closer as he paused, dying for more. Andromeda knew how the story ended.

"And only friends."

The trio slumped back in their chairs, disappointed.

"Really?" Tonks whined.

"That girl was incredibly naive and as valiant as Sirius was, he didn't have the courage to tell her. Yet when we were 15, they were practically glued to the hip by then. Study sessions, dinners together, Hogsmeade trips, even dancing in the Gryffindor common room late at night."

"So you knew her? And she knew Harry's parents too?"

Remus nodded, "But it ended so soon for Sirius. In all honesty, if he hadn't done what he did, I'm sure she would've caught on and they'd be married by now."

"What did he do?" Elia nearly stood, demanding him to continue.

"For one, he's a Black. You know their kind."

"Posh and pompous bastards." Andromeda added, "Basically girls, Sirius could never marry her. The Black family tradition forbade it."

"She was a Muggle-Born witch." Remus stated as a matter of fact, "Of course, that didn't matter at all to Sirius, but to his family, it was everything. His parents threw a fit, but by then Sirius had already rebelled them several times with his love for Muggle things anyway. What's one Muggle witch to it? But his family restricted him from the idea of a relationship with her. So he began waiting until he was 16 to leave his home to marry her. However, they didn't make it that far."

"What do you mean?"

"Now this is what Sirius did that essentially pushed her away—" Remus said, "Keep in mind… we were young. Looking back, I should've stopped them. But, one day James, Harry's father, and Sirius approached Severus by the black lake."

Elia could see Tanya clenching her fist, but she listened anyways.

"They began to fight and in case you didn't know, she was friends with Severus as well."

"WHAT?!" All three said, Remus jumped. They sat down immediately to hear more.

"For years, Severus was practically at war with us. But the feud between him and Harry's father had fueled it, James always sought an opportunity to pick on Snape. And Sirius was always behind him. In essence, she had enough of our torment against Severus, stood up for him, and wanted nothing to do with Sirius ever again."

"Because of that, Sirius hated Severus from then on. Nearly killed him the year after for what happened. Sirius tried making amends with her, but one day— he just stopped." Remus said, "Which is incredibly out of his character, Sirius never gives up. Especially for that girl. He had everything planned out, but after he turned 16, his plans changed. Something happened in between the winter break and I have reason to believe, that what happened caused him to run away from home. He lived with James from then on, but never spoke with that girl ever again. And she did the same. But I knew, no matter how long it's been or where she went after graduation, Sirius loved her until the day he died."

They sat there silently, staring down at the table as they let the story sink in. To think Sirius was so love long time ago, with a muggle born witch, a witch that reminded him of Elia. He never said anything, never acted out of character in front of her. He was always composed. But now it made sense to her. Times he'd be staring at her far too long, sneaking her and her sister away from the portrait, and his vibrancy around her. Elia began to think what would have become of him had the witch stayed with him? Did she know he was gone? Was she even alive herself? Her head echoed a spree of questions that no one had answers to, except a dead man and a missing woman.

But, perhaps her Potions professor might have them.

"Profe- Remus." Elia restated, "This woman, what's her name if I may ask?"

"Oh, her name is-"

The front door swung open, Ted entered the home with a cheery attitude and greeted everyone loudly as usual. The man was always so energetic, kissing his wife, pecking his daughter's cheek, and hugging the rest. Elia couldn't forget her question, it lingered on her tongue. Yet, it wasn't appropriate to ask again now that Ted was back, probably as clueless as they were before. She swallowed the words and carried on.

Then she realized she could write to Draco, even though he never knew of his former relative, his godfather was more accessible to him. Besides, she had to tell someone the biggest secret she's ever heard before she exploded.

"We're breaking him out tomorrow, pack your bags." Tanya ordered, bursting through the door of Draco's bedroom.

Draco stood from his seat by the fire, frowning at her. How could she waltz in like she owned the place? They gave each other an annoyed glare before he finally spoke.

"I thought you said September."

"They got tipped off that something's happening on the 27th. The Dark Lord wants all the reinforcements he can get for the night."

Draco gulped, unprepared for all the events about to unfold. He wasn't ready to see his father, nor was the Dark Lord pleased with them. Even though the task was done, it wasn't enough.

Tanya saw this discomfort, "I won't be with the Dark Lord for that fight, I have my own mission. But don't worry, you won't be apart of that fight either. I'm making sure you're staying with my sister. Keep her home."

"Keep her there? Are you saying she'll try to get it in the fight?"

Tanya sighed, sitting down.

"It's the Order, they're planning something. They wanted her help too, but Harry is afraid."

"Of her?" He nearly laughed.

She nodded, "He's afraid she'll beat him bloody or that she'll join our side during that fight after what happened between you guys. He's also afraid of her getting hurt."

Draco huffed, "She's capable, but I see your point. I'm not fighting, so she won't either."

"It's not either of your fight to begin with, just stay home with her. I also spoke with Lucius."

He paused, then glanced at Tanya. The fire was the only light glowing over them in the dark room.

"Hm, what did he say?"

"He's holding up, but he asked that I get you out of this fight, and as many as I can."

Draco scoffed, staring into the fire. He saw the sentiment in that, but it was the same cage as Elia's. They could handle a fight, they just didn't want to.

"I can hold my own as well."

"Pfft." Tanya smirked, the two chuckled.

"At least you trust me with your sister."

"I trust that you'd kill for her, the same as I. I also trust that she'll never leave you alone, or anyone else that means a damn to her."

That was something they could agree on.

"What did you say?"

"Told him I would try, on the condition that you'd be out with my sister."

Draco laughed, Tanya's smirk stayed. They had a mutual understanding there.

"Exactly, he didn't say anything after that. It's my way, or no way." She got up and headed for the door, "I'll send a patronus when we have your father. Shortly after, they'll fight. You stay with her, little dragon."

After the fight, he'd see his father. Draco stood and grabbed his trunk, and with a snap of his fingers, a flow of clothes and necessities filled it. He got ready.

He was sent in the early morning, before the sun rose, to Elia's house. Abraham was aware of the circumstances from Elena and Tanya. Although sympathetic, he was still wary of the blonde by his daughter. Yet, he was lenient, since he saw how much Elia loved this boy and how Draco took care of her, making her the happiest and most passionate he's ever seen.

So the muggle gave a key to Draco beforehand, just so he wouldn't have to wake up so early to open the shop and welcome him inside. And something slipped Abraham's mind that morning, that Draco was coming at all. Draco simply opened the shop door and made his way quietly upstairs.

The flat was dead quiet, even the cat wasn't out roaming. It was strange to Draco, he was sure it was that day that had been arranged for him prior. Even the sofa mattress wasn't made for him. He looked around, analyzing and thinking over his next move. One thing was for sure, he would stay quiet. It seemed her father forgot. Draco then decided he'd rather not tamper with that muggle sofa, he didn't know how it worked anyways. He decided he'd take a risk- heading for Elia's bedroom.

He even charmed his shoes to reduce the sounds of his steps to nothing. Draco cracked the door open, hearing a low meow from within. Sure enough, when he entered swiftly, he saw Elia deep asleep and the damn cat at the top of his tower, eyeing him. He didn't bother paying attention to her cat, as Toast hopped off and rubbed against his leg. Draco's eyes locked on the sight of his heart laid out on her bed, covered in a thick blanket as she breathed softly. He put his bag aside, removed his shoes, and entered the bed.

Elia was quick to open her eyes and look up at the sight, the movement of a body beside hers made her alert. But seeing the blur of white blond hair and the familiar smell of what she thought of as a winter fire- she knew it was Draco. His scent and warmth alone had her heart melt. He saw she was alert for a second, until she recognized his very being and melted into his embrace.

"Draco," Her small voice said quietly but full of childish admiration, "You're here."

The corner of Draco's lip twitched up naturally at her response, chuckling lowly before draping his arms over her. He couldn't even greet her when he realized Elia had fallen asleep immediately on his chest, as if nothing else mattered. Or perhaps she thought she was dreaming.

Either way, he sunk into her pillows, pulling the blanket over them as he sent aside his wand beside hers on the bedside. He set up a ward at her door with a locking charm, to alert him if her father tried entering her bedroom and catch them, but even then it was unlikely. With the other, his fingers lightly traced over her back, watching her carefully and listening to her light breathing before it brought him to sleep as well. It was never difficult to sleep comfortably with Elia, it was the best sleep he'd get.

Elia was the first wake, shifting her head from his chest and feeling it rise. She blinked before rubbing her eyes, adjusting to the light in her room before fully realizing Draco was actually in her bed.

She moved quickly in confusion, glancing back to back before she shook him lightly. He groaned but she kept shaking him.

"Draco, Draco." She whispered.

"Hm?" He mumbled, turning over.

"Wake up. What're you doing here?"

"You invited me."

"I know that, but why in my room-" Elia realized it right away and sat up immediately, swinging her legs off the bed. Now Draco was awake, feeling the cold empty space where she once laid, he cracked his eyes open. He watched as she unlocked the door and stepped out, Toast following behind her.

She walked carefully through the hall, checking her father's room before heading to the kitchen and then down the stairs to the shop. Sure enough, Abraham was gone. It was still too early in the day for the shop to open, she figured he had gone to the store for a supply run. It was confirmed when she spotted the missing car keys from the rack.

Elia ran up the stairs slightly giddy at the fact she was left alone with Draco. When was the last time they laid together? She didn't care to ponder on it as her urge for him was constantly raging on as strong as his. He witnessed the change in attitude when she practically skipped inside her bedroom, quickly enchanting the kibble to be poured into a bowl for Toast's breakfast. He was occupied outside while Elia locked the door.

Draco was intrigued, putting his hands behind his head and eyeing over her excited demeanor.

"Well someone's awake."

She smirked, slipping into bed with him.

"He left. It's rare when he leaves us alone, he never does."

"He forgot that's why." Draco stated, while Elia looked at him questionable, "When I arrived, the bed out there wasn't made. I wasn't going to bother with it so, I took my chances with you."

He reached over to pull her closer, hearing her squeal under his possessive touch. Draco kissed her lips as a silent greeting of the day, she returned it.

"What to do now?" She said, reaching for his trousers and unclamping the button, his smirk only grew.

"You really are a little minx."

"And you're awake as well." Her voice was low and seductive, her hand rubbing over his hard length underneath. He couldn't help it in the morning, especially with Elia beside him.

They saw this time as an opportunity, utilizing whatever time they had before they weren't alone anymore. They locked lips, unable to leave any space between each other. Draco was just as desperate as she, pulling down his trousers so she could grab his member. It was hot in her hand and she began to pump him while she kissed him.

He sighed against her lips, before moving down to her neck, kissing and nipping at the soft skin that had her squirming beside him. The noises that left her were even more exquisite and he wanted to make her scream within the empty walls that surrounded them.

They had experimented prior with his darker fantasies but very lightly, and of course the love making was there too. They couldn't have enough of each other when they reunited, but he had to admit, he wanted to further his fantasies. He'd wait until she's ready for more.

Draco saw her descend underneath the thick blanket, moving to his length before he felt her hot lips around him. Her tongue slid against his entire member, making him drop his head back at the sight. His fingers gripped her brown curls.

Her mouth took as much as she could of his large cock, half of it only reaching the back of her small mouth. She sucked him off slowly, getting him lathered before speeding up her movements. His moans were almost a whisper but it fueled her. Draco adored her sucking him off.

Her hand moved in sync, taking the rest of his cock that she couldn't reach. She hummed in delight, taking his length farther into her mouth. He heard a slight gag from her mouth as she deepthroats him, a new favorite of hers. Elia knew she was doing something right because he moaned louder when she did it each time.

Draco couldn't take it and pulled her bottom half over him, making her yelp and pause in her movements.

"Draco, what're you-"

She cut herself off with a deep moan, feeling his tongue lick her clit. He had pulled her small body over his, her thighs resting beside his head as her mound hovered over his mouth. She dropped her head in pleasure, moaning louder as he lapped at her clit, gripping her bottom.

If she tried moving, his arms then would wrap around her hips, locking her in place. She went back to sucking his cock while he ate her. Elia bobbed her head, her lips tightly wrapped around his wet length while massaging his sack. His hips moved with her mouth and he felt her moans. They got louder as she bucked her hips against his face.

He knew she was close, feeling her drip down from her entrance and onto his tongue like he was tasting sweet drops of nectar. Now he was close. Draco reached down to pull his cock out of her mouth, before pulling her aside getting on top of her impatiently.

"Draco." Elia said, getting his attention, "I… I want to something else… something more."

He arched a brow at her until he understood, seeing the look on her face at what she was implying.

"Are you sure?"

Her thighs hooked around his waist, pulling him closer and he nearly growled into her. Her eyes were filled with fiery lust.

"Yes. I want it so bad. Please. Only you can give it to me."

Her words were feeding into his ego, he bucked into her and the tip of his cock rubbed against her clit. She bit her lip.

"We can't go to far yet, I don't want to hurt you."

"Then something else than just one thing. I want both the tie and blindfold." She told him bluntly. They had only played around with lighter aspects of his desires, and she loved it. Elia was always pushing for more but Draco was showing her to be patient. They had only ever had her hands tied, but nothing more as the events of their life had their sex life slow down.

He kissed her, "Okay, but if it's too much, let me know."

"I'll be fine."

"Remember our safe word."

"Can we change it to Beetlejuice this time?" Elia grinned, but Draco gave her an odd look, "Oh come on! It's a great movie."

He got off her and flipped her over quickly. She yelped when he slapped her bottom hard, then groping the red cheek that left her turned on and obediently his.

"The safe word is Nox."

Draco stood to his feet and reached for his bag, pulling out items he had purchased and saved for this event. Elia was both excited and shocked to not see the tie, but black leather cuffs with inner vinyl lining and chains in between. He took out a matching black blindfold, both items in his hands as he stalked towards her like a predator eyeing his prey.

Elia was deeply turned on, soaked and her heart pounded. She kneeled on the bed before him, placing her bare wrists behind her as he got on the bed. Draco smirked at how obedient she was without him saying a word. She was perfect.

He took time to strap her wrists into the leather cuffs behind her, careful in asking if they were too tight but Elia was content. He tied her wrists together behind her back, Elia felt the chains lock as she shifted, unable to move her arms and it excited her even more. Draco slid the blindfold over her head, giving her a kiss on her lips before he plunged her into darkness.

Even with open eyes, she saw pitch black. He pushed her down on the bed, hearing her breathe heavily as his hands trailed over her bare body. She was the most beautiful sight he ever knew. Elia gasped as she felt his light kisses against her neck, moving and mewling beneath him. His kisses trailed down her body, until she felt him move his shoulders underneath her thighs, gripping them.

He kissed her clit gently, then again more deeply as if he were kissing the lips on her face. Elia moaned loudly, arching her back and he heard the chains beneath her. Draco smiled, kissing her mound completely and tonguing her clit. He continued to swirl his tongue around her red nub, his hand sliding up her body and over her breast. He felt goosebumps ripple across her skin as he did, pinching her nipple. Elia didn't expect the flood of sensational overload. The blindfold had heightened her senses, leaving her to the unexpected from her Slytherin lover.

Draco moved back up, turning Elia to her side and laying behind her. He tugged her thighs apart, pulling one up on his arm harshly that she gasped again. She felt the head of his cock at her entrance, grabbing the back of her neck to push her down onto him. Elia nearly screamed from the pleasure.

"Draco!" She cried out, her hands pressed against him and his hand snaked around her neck tightly. Her jaw dropped, whimpering as he thrusted harder into her soaked channel. He nipped at her ear, drawing out another loud noise from her.

She moaned and whimpered beside him, the pleasure so searingly hot that she thought she was going to pass out. Especially when his hand then slid down her abdomen to her clit, rubbing her in slow tortuous circles as his cock plunged into her. Her hips rolled against his, moving onto his length on her own, making him moan with her. He loved when she moved as well as she did.

He closed his eyes for a moment to savor into the feeling. He never got tired of her, of her sex. Draco gave into his carnal side, his other hand twisting her nipple hard. He recalled the days he was without her, charging his lust even more. He loathed those months, it was torment when he'd watched her from afar. Seeing her talking with others, helping others in class bent over the desks ready to be taken, licking candies and wearing the most revealing clothing around him.

He learned after they got back together that Elia was purposely trying to torture him that way, by making him want her more. And Merlin, it had worked and Draco hated it. He took out these emotions at that moment, going much more harder than ever before. He slammed her down on his cock so deeply, he pounded against her cervix and she let out a shout.

"Oh god, Draco!" She cried out, "I'm so close."

Draco growled into her neck, his fingers on her clit moving faster. He felt her pussy move on his cock more and more, pushing herself closer.

"Fuck, your pussy feels amazing. You're soaked." He whispered into her ear, egging her on. She was tensing around his cock tightly, her entire body too. He knew what was close.

"Cum for me." Draco ordered, rubbing her furiously and letting her move on him how she liked, so long as she orgasmed. Draco couldn't deny how good the sex was, he was unsure he could contain himself until she was finished.

"Shit, I'm going to cum too."

"Cum." Elia begged, "Cum inside me please. I'm cumming too."

Draco groaned, her words being an absolute turn on that pushed him to the edge. Her words made him recall the last time they used the blindfold on her. He pounded her into the mattress before shooting his seed all over her. It shot out across her stomach to her chest and up to her mouth. Her mouth opened to catch what she could, tongue darting out. It was the hottest thing he had ever seen.

But to hear her beg for him to fill her was another thing— nothing beats that. Draco moved with her pussy as her orgasm ripped half way through his. He shoved himself deep into her, gripping her hips so tightly it hurt.

"Fucking hell, Elia."

He came inside her as her walls tightened around him so unbearably, but his fingers never stopping their movements on her clit until she was done. Her orgasm was long and hard as he watched, her mouth forming a perfect 'O' and she screamed. Her hips bucked into his hand and cock, when he felt a liquid go down his member. She felt it too. Her walls had tightened so hard that she practically pushed him out of her.

They were both buzzing with a pleasurable high, yet it masked their shock. Draco realized Elia had squirted for the first time from the whole experience. They were both panting beside each other, taking a few minutes to recover, Elia most of all.

He kissed her shoulder before unbuckling the cuffs and throwing them aside, then slipped off the blindfold. Her eyes were closed but she met with a dim light she wasn't used to behind her eyelids. Draco turned her over to face him, opening her eyes to look at him tiredly, but happily. Her arms draped around his neck with a smile.

"That was… the best I've ever had."

He nodded in agreement, kissing her lips gently and rubbing her back.

"Thank you."

"No need to thank me, mon coeur. You did good."

"You are the good one here." She said smiling, before looking down at the bed, seeing a wet spot from where she was. The stain was a perfect circle.

"Did I…"

"Yes." Draco answered, "Yes you did, and it won't be the last time either."