CHAPTER 13 TRUTH WILL OUT
Disclaimer; see previous chapters. Sorry this took so long I tweaked some parts and added more hope you enjoy.
Narcissa POV
The love of my life my soul mate accused me of never loving her as I claimed if I could bare another's touch upon my skin then her decision to end our secret love affair was the right decision, as she still cannot bare another's touch even though we parted ways some years ago. In the years we had parted, I had never once claimed I had made love to other women, as I would claim for my love, Moira to me they have always been meaningless liaisons. But to those on the outside looking in it could have seem as if I was making love to these nameless faceless women whom I barely remember. I knew without a doubt I had pleasured them to their little death but they never reciprocated as I always remained in control. In other words I dominated our encounters I set the scene the pace the way our body would join.
I became colder as the years passed knowing my love was not coming back to me, as I had held out hope for, but as the hands of time turned and as the years passed by, as I watched our connections (our sons) grow up before my eyes. I knew then my love I still harboured for my soulmate was slowly turning inwards making my heart harden. I grew even colder and I starting trying to distance myself from feeling the pain being in her presence caused. I had grown reckless in my flings not caring if she had heard of them.
I had unwittingly place my family in danger with my actions causing my best friend Lucius to grease some palms to keep my secret from the world.
I realised then I needed to stop thinking of what once was and move forward without my love to share my hopes and fears with, my deepest secrets.
That day as my love confronted me I realised she still cared she still wished I could hold her in my arms and reassure her I would find a way for us to be together without the need to hide behind vows we took to protect us from the wrath of our fathers when we were still discovering ourselves.
Albus POV
Why can no one understand all I do I do it for the greater good if the dark lord where to rise no magical creature would be safe. All of my plans were starting to change the players I had in place were discovering parts of my true self that they should not have witnessed I made a tactical mistake in trying to curse Hermione when I knew witnesses could be present. I had committed a grave error that day but all was not lost I still had the boy with his unwavering loyalty to me. Unfortunately, I was not sure if I could count on Serverus his loyalty could be changing, I needed to keep a closer eye on him. I had never truly trusted Minerva and allowed her to know all of my plans within plans I had found my instincts were correct in not trusting her fully has she had been keeping a secret family from me. Factures where stating to appear, and if I failed to handle the news I had just discovered I risk losing the support of a family that has a great influence within the magical community. Then there is the Weasleys who twin sons had witnessed my failure to curse the girl. Now I must question their loyalties.
Third Person POV
A true Veela had been at the Quidditch world cup with her mate, daughters, who had witnessed the ridiculous display those that call themselves vela had put on. However, the vela who performed at the Quidditch world cup were not a true Veela they were relations of sorts; however, the magical community might like to think. The vela who danced are a lesser race they are more primal and driven purely by instinct and could hardly ever walk in human skin. My race the Veela where different we are one with our creature we embrace it, Instead of allowing the Veela to take over control of us. Therefore, the vela that had acted as mascots for all who had witnessed at the Quidditch world cup were lesser beings than we were. The true Veela left to inform their Alpha of what had taken place and had left before things took a darker and dangerous turn.
Albus POV
I had allowed the Weasleys to take Harry to the Quidditch world cup in order for them to remain loyal by ensuring they were beholden to my good graces I knew I had bided myself more time in order to tweak my plans some more. I knew now I had to focus on proving were Minerva's loyalties lie for now as the term time was fast approaching and my spies were whispering two of Voldemorts loyal followers had set out to join him again I knew I would need to have old friends close to draw the enemies forces within my walls. For that to occur I made it known, I had approached an a few allies to teach this coming term at Hogwarts know all I had to do was sit back and wait to see who they would target to learn of Voldemorts plans.
Minerva was proving evasive anytime I attempted to summon her in regards to what those present had learned previously she would reply with is this in regards to my teaching position at Hogwarts unfortunately I had sent a truth parchment so I couldn't write lies or half truths. In a bold move, I attempted to Floo into her summer home to find I had been locked out of attempting to make contact that way I then attempted to send an Hogwarts house-elf to find the some results she had locked down her wards to prevent any attempt of contact apart from owls. I knew then Minerva was lost to my cause.
Third Person POV
Meanwhile back at Hogwarts, or the journey to attended
Albus was waiting in the chamber next to the great hall to make his grand entrance. He was tracking Harry's progress towards his domain he was sitting surrounded by his current staff some members of his not so secret organisation while looking at what seemed to be a copy of the daily prophet but when in company it was what he used to monitor his weapon.
Minerva was sitting with her eyes closed in another part of the castle waiting to take charge of the first years from their journey by boat while meditating and using her Animagus form to make sure she was safe.
Hermione was thinking of all that she had learned of during the break and wondering what would befall her now.
Ron was looking at Hermione differently he began thinking if he could get closer to her he'd be receiving a lot of money being wedded to an heir of one of the McGonagall line he could see himself in nicer robes achieving finer things in life no more second hand belongings.
Harry was finding himself at a loss of what had happened no one would explain saying it was up to Hermione to fill him in however, they did assure him that what had occurred didn't affect him and was not about him. That was all the Weasleys would or could tell him.
Unknown to Hermione Minerva had gotten all those present to swear an oath not to reveal what they had learned to anyone other than those who are aware of Hermione's true heritage.
Now as the express draws closer to Hogwarts
All that was once destined to draw out Voldemort comes into play however; things might not work out quite like the almighty Albus once planned.
As the students disembark from the express and make their way to Hogwarts forces the ones some call the golden trio knew nothing about are planning their own attempts to make the world there own are beginning to take shape.
A new world was brewing on the horizon would the golden trio live through the new changes that were due to take place.