Chapter 8: Sibling Stories Part 1

Stories of Harry and Octavia part 1

"Uh Octavia would you come down for breakfast please? I need your YIPE!"

The 8 year old owlette raised an eyebrow in curiosity from the den room. She closed her comic book and walked downstairs to find a lot of kitchen gadgets being

"I can't calm him down." Stolas said in a worried tone as Harry flowed with magical power and wailed. "Blitzys been gone for two days now and I can't make time go faster no matter how powerful I am."

"Daddy!" Harry wailed as if he where mourning.

Octavia sighed and grabbed a chair before sitting down in front of Harry. Suddenly Harry stopped and sniffled.

"Via wheres Daddy?" He asked.

"Off doing his job. He's been gone several days before and you haven't thrown a tantrum like this before. What's wrong?"

"Use your words." Stolas reminded Harry encouragingly.

"Bad dream. Daddy,Auntie Millie and Unca Mox where tied up. A bad man hurt Auntie Millie."

Octavia looked at her father who looked stunned.

"Sorry I'm home late everyone! Mox Mills and I got tied up for about a day by the targets goons boy you should've seen the slaughter!"

The appliances all went back to their proper places as soon as Harry heard Blitzos voice.

"Daddy!" Harry ran to the imp who picked him up and snuggled him.

"Hey there Champ how was your 2 days?"

Stolas and Octavia looked at each other. "Tell Daddy about your bad dream."

"You auntie Millie and Unca Mox where tied up in a little room with a light swinging." Harry said hugging Blitzos chest. "A mean man with one of those long smelly sticks put the hot end on Auntie Millie's neck and she screamed."

Blitzos eyes widened. That had happened to the letter.

"Stolas. A word? Octavia honey would you make your baby brother some cereal and watch him for a few minutes?"

"Sure. Come on Harry do you want the marshmallow Fizzoroli cereal again?" She and Harry has a weird relationship with this cereal. They hate Fizzoroli but loved the cereal.

Blitzo and Stolas closed the sitting room door. "He saw us bring tortured Stolas."

"Not everything it seems like. If he saw everything he'd have a worse nightmare. But I digress yes his magic is out of control he shouldn't even be attempting Scrying until his teens." Stolas replied before blowing on his coffee he took from the kitchen and sipping it.

"So what can be done? I don't want to leave on a mission every time and come back to him having a tantrum cause he saw me Moxxie or Mills getting shot at by our targets." Blitzo sat down next to his husband and crossed his arms.

"There's a spell. It's temporary but at times like this necessary that binds the magical core of a child of magic down to calm strong outbursts of magic. It will take a day or so to prepare."

"Will it hurt him?" The imp asked in concern

"No he should sleep the entire procedure."

"All right. How soon we doing this? I'll take him for a father son day while you and Octavia get things ready."

"Alright Harry how would you like to spend a day with Daddy and Loonie?"

"Yeah!" The four year old said excitedly. "Are Papa And Via Coming too?" He looked over to his sister and Stolas hopefully.

Something Octavia loved about her little brother was how eager he was to spend time with both herself and their older sister Loona. She and Blitzo had had a bit of a falling out when Harry was a baby but after going to AA Loona was now 3 years sober. She still dressed goth but now the hardest thing she drunk was an occasional glass of non alcoholic cider. She now stuck to soda, coffee and water.

"Papa Stolas and Octavia have some errands to run together today so it's just gonna be You, me and Loonie today but I promise we'll have a family day soon."

Looking a bit disappointed but happy to have a day with his daddy and Loona Harry said "okay." And went back to his marshmallows. He likes to eat the cereal first and save the marshmallows for last.

After Harry and Blitzo has left to go get Loona Octavia turned to Stolas, "All right dad what's going on?"

"We must prepare a spell to bind Harry's magic for a while and you could use the experience." Stolas said simply. So while Blitzo and Harry have their own little father son day we'll be having our own. There's just one thing."

"And that is?"

"I want you to put him to sleep." Stolas ordered."As I said you don't often get the opportunity to practice your magic and this will be the perfect opportunity for a deep sleeping spell."

"Couldn't we just brew a dreamless sleep draft?"

"Dreamless Sleep only knocks you out for about 8 hours Harry needs to be out for about an entire day. Then he'll need real sleep to adjust to his core being bonded." The owl man said as he ruffled through a few cabinets for binding ingredients. "Go start preparing the ritual if you please my sweet owlette."

The young owl groaned. "Fine." And trudged up the stairs to the ritual room.

Hours later.

"I don't care Loonie I swear that ticket broker was staring at my ass. And it only belongs to one man now." Blitzo said indignantly.

"Did you have to shoot him in the balls though dad? We got banned for life."

"Aw who gives a fuck that Arcade is trash anyway."

Harry was happily hugging a humongous teddy bear as they walked in.

"Papa Papa Daddy shot someone again!" Harry said eagerly. He always found it entertaining when Blitzo shot at something with his flintlock whether or not they deserved it.

"And where did you get banned from this time?" Stolas asked as he picked up his toddler son to hug and cuddle him.

"Some shitty Arcade dad found on the outskirts of imp city. Was kinda weird and to be honest I think it's a front for either drug or imp trafficking." Loona said as she came in with some other prizes Harry had gotten with his tickets.

"The boys bathroom had holes in the stalls." Harry added in confusion.

"I see." Stolas said. "And who is your new friend?"

"ShaggyBear." Harry said hugging the bear.

"He still had tickets and the owner just wanted us gone so he gave Harry the biggest bear they had just to get us to leave." Loona said.

"Sounds like you had a fun little adventure today."

Harry yawned tiredly.

"Why don't we have some soup and grilled cheese hmm? A light supper for a heavy day?" Stolas

"Okay."

After the light family supper Loona bid farewell as she left with Blitzo for her own apartment.

"Via would you take Harry upstairs please? I'll be up shortly." Stolas asked as he started rinsing dishes for Boxley.

"Come on little brother." Octavia grabbed the tired toddler and guided him to the prepared room.

As they ascended, Octavia started chanting under her breath. "It's time for bedy byes.

"But I'm not-" Harry protested before yawning.

Octavias eyes glowed red "It's time to sleep."

She caught Harry as he suddenly fell into a deep sleep and carried him into the room where the ritual was set up.

"Will this work?" Loona asked Blitzo as they drove.

"I hope so Loonie I really do."

The next evening Blitzo returned to the palace to find Octavia and Stolas watching an old human movie. A western. "I take it since there's no mourning atmosphere it worked?" The imp asked as he slid in on the opposite side of Stolas.

"Hasn't made a peep since he went to sleep after the ritual." Stolas said smugly. "You where magnificent my sweet owlette." He gave Octavia a kiss on her forehead.

"Oh stop dad your the expert here I'm just the apprentice"

"It's time to sleep?" That was brilliant." Stolas praised. "You always need good one liners in your pocket."

"Hah! I knew my flair for dramatics was rubbing off on you last year when you nearly decapitated Harry's big Macintosh plush out of vengeance for him throwing up on your blanket."

"It was almost like a Greek Tragedy." Stolas reminisced fondly.

Octavia groaned and left their dads to their memories.

So Harry's about 4 here and Octavia 8 keep in mind she's still a tall Goetia owl so it's probable she could carry a human toddler upstairs.