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Orphaned No More
Chapter Ten
She took deep laboured breaths. The past three years had been a lie. He was that very same man who had come to harm her back while she was kidnapped.
Raoul, if that was even his real name, was not a normal human.
Jenny had a tough time holding her tears in. She lay on the ground as the woman behind her, another one of THOSE people, approached her and gave her a hand to help her up.
Jenny looked at the outstretched hand and slapped it away.
She had not dared look in the direction of Raoul. And as soon as she did she blinked.
He was sitting with his head in his hands. And his fingers were shaking.
"You dont love me anymore. You hate me. I lied to you" she flinched after hearing the lie part. He really had lied about EVERYTHING. Including loving her.
Raoul tried to look up at her and their eyes locked for a second. He was trying to be man enough to not quiver as he spoke
"I do love you" she zoned him out. It was like he was responding to her thoughts.
"Did you just read my mind with those evil powers of yours?" she demanded as she slowly got off the floor.
His eyes widened with shock and a hint of pain.
She got up and went through the door to leave.
Merope had not been fast enough to stop her.
She kept walking and walking in a state of daze until she realized she was not in the manor anymore.
She was in a road ending dead at a small stream.
Two pop sounds were heard.
A man said something she heard to be "Obliviate"
She turned around swiftly enough to know to dodge a jet of light that was headed her way.
A third voice joined in after another pop and started shouting at them. That was Raoul's.
"If you touch a hair on her head I will not hold back and take down every auror and unspeakable from here to the ministry of magic upto the bloody minister himself!" he threatened violently.
"You broke your oath. You failed to keep your identity secret. A witch and a muggle know too much now and must be dealt with" replied a woman's voice from the pair.
Jenny could see Raoul's pupils dilate as he came to stand between her and the robed figures.
"You'll have to go through me." he snarled, daring them to resist.
The male out of the pair tightened his grip on his wand and pointed it at Raoul. His stance clearly hostile.
Jenny tried to move but she found that the witch had suddenly appeared in her path. The stream blocked her right, trees blocked her left. She was backed up against Raoul who was blocked by the man.
She felt protected by Raoul but at the same time her mind was in a flurry of emotions. Mistrust, anger and hurt threatened to make her abandon him.
Then the strangest thing happened.
The woman began levitating and by the look of shock on her face it was not voluntary.
And a raven started attacking and pecking at the wizard with her without giving him a chance to return fire.
Raoul was no less surprised by the turn of events but he managed to tame his surprise into an advantage.
"Expelliarmus!" he shouted twice pointing his wand at both his opponents one after another as their wands flew into his hands.
Merope revealed herself from behind a tree, her wand pointed at the still levitating witch.
The raven flew away as soon as its target lost his wand.
"I'm sure we can all agree to be a dash bit more civil here" deadpanned Merope as she brought her target slowly to the ground.
Jenny apparaised herself for keeping her cool despite the display of unexplaianable phenomenon happening before her very eyes.
"I call for a trial. A trial to allow Miss Jenniffer to be granted magical awareness owing to the damage our kind did to her three years prior." demanded Raoul. His former hostility now slightly subsided.
The witch and wizard glanced at eachother in recognition.
This was a very old and rarely used procedure. Reserved only when the International Vow of wizarding secrecy needed to be violated for certain muggles who were ,on a need to know basis, eligible to know.
Merope had meanwhile managed to transfigure some leaves into cucumbers and diced them into a tasty looking piece of cucmber salad.
Raoul gave her a raised brow look.
Merope scoffed. "Civility begins with offering food" she said with a motherly smile.
She transfigured pieces of wood into plates and served the salad to the people present.
Someone definitely had been practicing her Transfiguration.
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Tom made his way out towards the Garden shed. He had to leave town for a few days on business and before that he hoped to get to talk to Merope.
His mother had been keeping him occupied enough that he never got a chance to see her.
The very little time he got was spent pacing around his room thinking about how he was going to react after seeing "his" sons.
A almost two weeks ago if someone had told him that he had fathered twins, he would have given them a penny for their attempt at humor.
But now it had happened and he had to come to terms with it.
He reached the shed and before hesitating for the tenth time he raised his knuckles to knock on the door.
The door creaked open on his touch.
The sight he beheld shocked the living daylights out of him.
There stood Mary Riddle near the bed with the fingers of both her hands gripped tightly by two black haired baby boys.
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Please R&R sorry for the late update. I was travelling! :)
