Hi everyone, I'm honestly appalled at myself for how long this has been stagnant, but back to the grind!
I hope everyone is keeping safe!
Much love!
Marvolo stood staring out the window. He wasn't really seeing the view of the manors glorious grounds, he was seeing the countless months his beloved spent catatonic. Those pain filled months where Lucius spent led in their bed. Nineteen and a half months it went on. Nineteen and a half months where the love of his life spent every second of each day either sobbing uncontrollably into their bedspread, or sat unbelievably still staring into space like a marble statue. Each passing day they waited with bated breath for any kind of good news, and as each day ticked by with no progression on the whereabouts of their son, the more Marvolo's thoughts had taken a downward spiral into being completely irrational.
The sound of a door opening and closing brought him out of his staring competition with the trees and wildlife that lived at the edge of his vast estate.
"Sir, a letter has arrived for you, for your eyes only." Spoke Rabastan Lestrange. Marvolo held out his hand for the letter, and once he had it in hand, pulsed his magic briefly to read the senders magic signature.
"Hmm, Sirius Black, I wonder..." Marvolo span to face his Death Eater. "Was there anything on this letter? Jinxes, curses, compulsions? Anything?"
"Just two, My Lord. A truth spell mixed into the ink, and a encoding spell so that only people of certain signatures may read it. I have already had it checked in the post room which signatures can read it, My Lord, and you will not like it." Rabastan took a deep breath. "My Lord, only you and Lord Lucius may read what the letter truly contains."
Rabastan braced himself for what he surely knew was to come. "GET OUT!" Screamed the Dark Lord, and Rabastan spun on his heel and promptly left the office. Marvolo's breath was short and panicky, and he had to prop himself against the desk. For absolutely no logical reason, he knew this letter contained information about the whereabouts of his sweet little Brutus. With shaking hands, he carefully opened the envelope and pulled out the letter.
Marvolo,
I know that after renouncing your ways and being blasted from the mural at Black Manor I shouldn't presume to be so familiar, I know should my dear mother still be breathing then there would be Hell to pay. I won't beat around the bush, but I feel that what I'm about to write may very well just be important enough that you may find your missing son, so I shall start from the beginning.
As you may well have known, Lord James Potter and his wife Lily were expecting a child around the same time as you and your husband Lucius. Now this may not seem strange, just two pregnancies at the same time. Although the strange part comes after all three children were birthed. Your two boys, and James and Lily's little boy Harry were all born quite healthy and happy, but after a few weeks we started noticing things about little Harry. His breathing would become erratic and he would stop breathing just for a short while, enough for his skin to take on a blue hue. Understandably this would reduce us all into a panicked frenzy, and the emergency healers would be flooed. This continued for another five months, and the healers could not for the life of them figure out what was ailing Harry. Sweet little Harry, my precious little godson. Just before his six month mark, I received a hysterical floo call from Remus, he had been visiting near enough every day, as being a werewolf he could sense something completely wrong about Harry. You see, that floo call I received from Remus was to let me know that Harry had been taken to Mungo's and it didn't look like he would make it.
So I rushed over to Lily and James' house to sit and wait for news from Mungo's, and 25 hours later, they flooed to let us know that Harry had made a drastic come around. He was getting better! Ever since that day we have spent celebrating and praising Mother Magic that she let us keep Harry, but I fear the child that came back to James and Lily from Mungo's was not Harry, and in fact your son.
Remus loved the bones off Harry and wouldn't put him down, even as he slept, but now he won't even touch him. Point blank refuses. Says that he isn't our cub. It would make me so angry, the fates had deemed it so that we would have another chance and get to keep Harry longer, and yet here was Remus wasting it! But then a few months ago, something made me stop and started observing Harry very closely. Something he had never done before in his life.
His eyes flashed RED.
Sirius Black
Black Manor
12 Grimmauld Place
Islington, London
England
Marvolo shook with anger as he penned a note for the elves to find, then apparated from the spot.
The soft click of his office door brought him out of his mind. He turned from the window and his memories to see his beloved. Ever since he had come back and had both their sons together, his beautiful Lucius seemed to be half his age. He felt whole again as Lucius came to his side, and they stood together in an embrace. "What are you thinking about?"
That question made him pause. Should he be honest with his husband and face his temper, or lie and still face his anger? Marvolo sighed and just went for it. "I was thinking of that night I died. The night when I acted as a fool and rushed into the Headmaster's trap."
Lucius looked up at his husband and forced him to make eye contact. "Don't do that Marvolo, you are no fool. You received a letter from someone with the possible whereabouts of our missing son, if you hadn't have gone people would have thought you insane. No one could have known that Dumbledore found Sirius sending that letter, it's just luck that he managed to send it, because if he hadn't, we would still be looking for our boy to this day." Marvolo sighed in relief at Lucius's words.
"I just wish that the fear that grips me concerning Caduceus would just go away, I feel like if I relax for even a second too long he shall be snatched from us again." Marvolo confessed quietly to his beloved. Lucius snuggled himself into his husband's chest as they both turned to gaze out the window.
"Me too, love. Me too."
Omg please don't hate me! This is three weeks late, I honestly thought I'd pressed upload.