10:56 PM 4/11/02
BLOOD FOR BLOOD WITH REMORSE
I - The Beggining After the End
'A bullet pierced my true love's side
In life young spring so early
And on my breast in blood she died
While soft winds shook the barley
But blood for blood without remorse
I've ta'ed to her hollow
I've laid my true love's clay like corpse
Where I'll fall soon must follow'
Advocating: all the characters that are used in Harry Potter books and abused in the story bellow are in the ownership of Joan Kathleen Rowling; the rest of pitiful replicas are
mine.
Before reading this story, please read 'The Wake of the Adversity' because it will help you understand everything. And, whatever you do, just review, telling whatever you feel like telling me.
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Time passes with no announcements. It swipes the youth, the precious cycles. It is the biggest enemy of the mankind. It changes the course of epochs. Of things that were not meant to be making them as picturesque as to almost be palpable, solid, draining on the window. The uncanny companion the time is, taking its own course exactly where you are, and it is everywhere. Just like another dimension. Well in scientific prospective it is another dimension, just like length and height, and width, but we do not think about it in those terms.
Even cynic like Ancilla gets overthrown when she calculates her decisions over the amount of years she somewhat wasted. Sweet Ancilla, the one and only love of Lucius Malfoy. The goddess of night and the deity of the dead. Their love lasted for like infinity and it was strong. It still is. After all the tribulation and confirmation, Ancilla managed to say yes to Lucius.
Currently, Lucius and Ancilla were waiting for Draco and Harry Potter to arrive home from Hogwarts. Ancilla decided to adopt Harry as gratitude towards his father. She felt like she owed James. After he have resolved all the mysteries of the past and beat the Dark Lord one more time, Harry found a missing parent and love-giving guardian in Ancilla.
Draco was appalled when he heard the news. Harry and he under the same roof? Of course his father felt the same way as he but he did not want to argue with Ancilla. Lucius had to marry her, but that meant having to live with Harry, too.
Lucius paced back and forth down his sunny drawing room as Ancilla was sitting on the settee, lying half way and staring around idly. Her bored face caused Lucius to stop and glance at her smiling gently. She smiled back mysteriously. Lucius walked over to her, sitting on the settee and putting her legs into his lap. He gently caressed her thin legs.
-"I didn't get any sleep last night" - Ancilla commented lazily, yawning, turning on her back.
-"Neither did I" - Lucius said looking at her.
-"Oh my God, you were good, honey" - she said laughing.
-"I can be better" - Lucius beamed raising his eyebrows. In that moment the front door was heard open and Ancilla and Lucius jumped up walking towards the foyer. In there, as they were going down the stone spiral staircase, they could see Harry and Draco. Draco had highly vexed face. He glanced at Ancilla jealously as she approached the two of them.
Her long legs were crossing as she reached them.
-"Son-" - Lucius patted his son on his head, - "go to your room and change. You are about to have a last lunch with your 'biological' mother."
Draco shook his head coldly, quietly walking away and getting lost in the web of halls and tunnels that navigated you around the house.
-"Harry, welcome" - Ancilla said a with benign smile. -"Uhm, Lucius and I picked you a room in the west wing. Follow me and I will show it to you."
She beckoned him to follow her. As he was leaving, Harry noticed that Lucius' malevolent eyes followed him up the stairs.
His room was spacious and with many windows. The bed was facing the window and on the left side, there was a wardrobe. Glancing around, Harry noticed how nicely all the wooden details were elaborated. He could stare at the floor forever if Ancilla have not spoke.
-"I will send a servant to summon you in about an hour. Until then you can look around your room and unpack your stuff. If you don't want to unpack your own stuff, I'll sent a servant to do it for you."
-"I can do it" - said Harry remembering of Dobby. Would Dobby be serving him now if he did not help him got released?
He nicely rearranged his underwear around the wardrobe. At the same time Ancilla and Lucius were sitting in the dinning room spiking up the before-lunch with some brandy. Ancilla smiled softly fondling Lucius' hand on the table.
-"Narcissa should be down, soon" - Lucius sighed carelessly.
-"I am down" - Narcissa's voice rang the dinning room. Ancilla's head shook incoherently. Lucius stayed cold as Narcissa approached them from nowhere and sat down at the table.
Lucius and Narcissa were finished. He just informed her that he is dumping her and marrying Ancilla Deitrich. They were divorced, Lucius finished that first. And than Ancilla just came to their house to cause Narcissa's utter vexation.
-"Lucius" - Ancilla whined.
-"Yes, ma chère" - Lucius smiled to her.
-"Do you love me?" - she caressed his hand and looked playfully at him.
-"Yes, I love you."
Ancilla smiled churlishly at Narcissa who tried her best to act out negligence. She loved Lucius, still.
Few moments later, Draco came, breaking the irksome situation. He sat at the table, opposite of Ancilla, on Lucius' right-hand side. A bottle of brandy caught his eyes as he drummed his fingers on the table. -"Would you like some?" - Ancilla asked him. Before answering, Draco checking his father's face expression, which was approving, and he said yes. Ancilla poured him some. He was about to drink it when Narcissa screeched -"Draco, you're too young."
-"Honey, this is not your matter anymore." - Ancilla said simply to Narcissa. -"Take some more if you like it, Draco" - Lucius added. Narcissa could do nothing else than sigh.
Harry came next. Ancilla motioned him to sit beside her. Harry found it profane to bear Lucius' and Draco's overwhelming stare.
The meal was eaten in silence. When it was finished, Lucius spoke to Narcissa: -"You completed your last meal in this house. You can go now and take your stuff. Indeed, I shall escort you."
Narcissa followed Lucius to her room. She reached for a suitcase and slowly started packing it, but Lucius, taken over with neurasthenia, grabbed it from her and started throwing and shoving her stuff into it. In few minutes she was ready to leave forever. And just than, Lucius did not quite feel like letting her.
-"Strip yourself of all the clothes" - he ordered her, sitting down on the bed. Narcissa wanted to object but Lucius drew out his wand as a silent but well comprehended threat. She did what he said. He laid on the bed and called her over. With shaky pace she walked over to him.
Lucius unzipped his pants and took it out. Now suck it, he ordered her. She obeyed him mournfully. Lucius enjoyed it to a certain extent not feeling guilty because Ancilla was not his wife yet. By the way, he thought, Ancilla did it better. He did not let her finish it, but he started playing with her. At the end, as he felt contented, he said: -"Get some clothes on and get away. I don't want to see you ever again."
He left her room going to the bathroom that was in his bedroom in the other corridor. After he took all the clothes off he stepped into the warm shower, letting the hot water cover his body. Standing there, feeling relaxed and satisfied, he could not possible ask for anything more. And the more came. Ancilla brought her stuff into his room, placing them into the closet. The closet was a whole room for itself, filled with robes of Lucius, and all the other garments and accessories that belonged to him. She went into the washroom to check if he could be in there. Lucky for her she saw him entirely naked, taking a shower. Without thinking she took off her clothes, too, joining in.
-"Oh, hello" - smiled Lucius, full of delight. He hugged her around her waist kissing her neck. When he finished she spoke: -"You kicked out that moron. I saw her face expression as she was leaving, it was so irritated."
-"She deserves it. I wasted twenty precious years of my life with her."
-"Now you are going to waste another twenty with me."
-"I am going to fuck you until I know that twenty years with you is worth wasting" - he said as his hand travelled around her ass.
-"I have no objections with that" - said she letting her mouth be kissed by his.
Harry felt disheartening in his new niche. Surely there were no tormenting Dursleys, but Draco and Lucius were not the best buy nor the second best thing. Dursleys seemed so benign and righteous comparing to the Malfoy clan. Lucius would get an eyeful at Harry perniciously for whatever he did. He did not trust that kid. And Draco like Draco, he was not any better than his agonising father. Harry did not even get a decent chance to get used to his new room when Draco broke in. Harry was reading the letter from Hermione.
-"So, are you enjoying *my* house, Potter" - Draco drawled, standing in front of the window, looking around his 'kingdom'.
-"Certainly" - Harry answered coldly.
-"Pity you're Ancilla's protégée. You would so be flying out of here" - his spiteful voice rang through the room.
-"Are you still jealous that your father is the one screwing her?" - Harry raised his head from the letter.
-"Say what ever you want, I will have her one way or another. And what else is much more important, she will want me after that." - Draco said. He went to Harry and sat on the bed, keeping an eye contact with him, eyes gleaming hell. Draco had certain attraction for Ancilla, and he claimed he loved her.
-"She doesn't need you" - Harry concluded with a small smile.
-"You're a retard" - muttered Draco, leaving the room. Accidentally enough he let the door of the room open. Harry sighed pitying that little guy.
Soon enough, Ancilla was taking him to the Dursleys to pick up the rest of his possessions. With one letter only he informed Dursleys about his choice to come and live with Ancilla. They had not replied to him expressing their opinion, but strangely enough, he suspected that they were somewhat sorry that he abandoned them.
-"Where do your relatives live?" - Ancilla asked him coldly during the breakfast.
-"Surrey" - answered he. Lucius was eating his breakfast, staring sarcastically and nonchalantly.
-"Stupid Muggles... You might as well finish them off when you go there" - Draco told Ancilla leaning in the chair sulkily.
-"They're Harry's family. No matter how much Harry hates them and how pitiful they are already because they are Muggles, Harry is related to them."
Lucius shoot a stare at her; she rebounded it, getting up and saying: -"Well, we must get going. Have a nice day... Draco... Lucius."
She bent down, giving Lucius a small kiss.
Ancilla figured out that the easiest way to travel was to Apparate. She grabbed Harry for his shoulder and they were in Surrey the next moment.
Dursleys were having a merry breakfast, discussing the politics. Dudley was eating his elephant-dose of breakfast while Petunia was smiling to him and asking him if he would like some more bacon and eggs. She figured out that nurses and doctors know nothing and that she can take care of her son better forbidding him to have diet. In overall, they were both judged to listen to Vernon talking continuously about the Queen, what ever her name was, and Tony Blair, commenting on the government and killing their free time with his own regimes of governing. He would run the country much better if he was given a chance. Just as he wanted to comment something about Prince Charles the door bell rang. Petunia got to open the door. She let out a shrill scream when she saw her nephew, Harry, accompanied by a strange woman.
In no time, Vernon and Dudley ran to the door to see what happened.
-"Harry?"
-"Hello Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, Cousin Dudley" - Harry said coldly, in Malfoy manner, which he picked up to use in really short time. -"This is Ancilla Deitrich."
Ancilla smiled sourly giving Vernon a hand to shake. He accepted it furiously, staring at her.
She was tall, pretty, with long dark hair. Her face was long with light skin and pair of demonic eyes that had pair of eyebrows over them like a pair of helloes. Petunia scanned her clothes from head to toe. It was a normal wear for the wizarding community - long black skirt and matching corset, and black shiny coat. She had several quite robust pieces of jewellery but it could not be classified as kitsch.
Vernon silently motioned them to come in, escorting them to the living room.
-"I am going to pick up what's left from my stuff" - said Harry, getting out and heading upstairs. Vernon and Petunia wanted to react harshly, but they were scared by Ancilla who was sitting on the couch, relaxed, lighting a cigarette. They did not even have guts to tell her that smoking is prohibited in their house.
Petunia found excuse to go after Harry by saying she needs to help him. Dudley was scared to stay with the woman so he went after her mother.
-"So what do you do for living?" - Ancilla asked carelessly when she was left alone in the room with Vernon.
-"I own a company" - said Vernon quite proudly, stuttering a bit. He wanted to impress her.
-"Oh..."
-"What do you do?"
-"I am a governor" - she said quietly.
-"Oh..."
-"Of the prison."
Now Vernon was scared.
-"I daresay they pay you well... such a nice house you have here..."
-"Yes, well thank you."
-"But you have no style. Every single item in this house is a great example of provincial kitsch" - she commented evilly, acting like she was disgusted that she has to sit on that sofa.
Vernon's face was same colour as plum. Ancilla felt content with herself.
-"Are you scared of me?" - she asked suddenly, getting up, walking over to the fireplace, and looking at the pictures on in.
-"No" - he said unconvincingly.
Ancilla grabbed one of the pictures in her hand, turning to Vernon and saying: -"Your son is really ugly, just like you."
Vernon boiled, blood in him was bubbling.
-"You are very rude lady, you know" - said he as she laughed ethereally. -"You probably think you are so pretty damn hot and adorable..."
She went closer to him.
-"Repeat what you just said" - she sneered.
-"Nothing" - he whined, her eyes at inch of his.
-"I am conceit... very interesting" - she sighed ironically. -"I can bet my whole fucken life that you would fuck me right here right now if I said so."
Vernon knew what was the truth staring at her chest. He would. Was this an invitation for him?
-"Come on, don't you want me? Your wife is not for you. I can fulfil all your fantasies" - she said sliding a finger down his chest and licking her mouth.
-"Excuse me I need to go to the bathroom" - he said, holding onto his groin area and exiting the room.
Ancilla walked back to her seat and took the cigarette from the table because there was no ashtrays at their house.
Harry came back with his aunt.
-"It was pleasure meeting you" - said Ancilla vapidly to Petunia and Dudley, taking Harry's bag and going away with Harry.
This event left Harry kind of happy, seeing Ancilla scaring the people that bitched him so many times.
Ancilla's next task was not quite as easy as this one. She was a Death Eater, just like Lucius. They joined the clan same year, after they graduated from Hogwarts. Few years ago, when Lord Voldemort came back, regaining his power he recreated the code of laws and guidelines. Each Death Eater that wishes to take the holy vow of matrimony has to have Lord Voldemort's permission before doing so. Ancilla and Lucius had to go and ask for the permission. That was not so easy. Not long time ago, Lord Voldemort have captured Harry Potter, among his friends, and threatened to kill him (for who knows what time). Ancilla blackmailed Lucius, and they helped Harry escape Lord Voldemort. Lord Voldemort knew it was Ancilla who helped Harry and swore to kill her. Lucius stepped up for her, saying it was he who did it. It was impossible that Lucius did it, but he begged Lord Voldemort that if there is someone to kill he should kill him not Ancilla. Ancilla was claiming the same. He let them off both alive.
-"Ancilla Deitrich... sweetie, you are so pathetic" - he said to her, sitting in an armchair, he back turned to her. They were alone in a room.
Ancilla did not reply verbally but she closed her eyes wishing she could kill this bastard.
-"You want a permission to marry Lucius?"
-"Yes."
-"Why? You can find much better man to be under your control?" - Voldemort said motioning her to come and step in front of him.
-"I love him" - she answered in feeble voice.
-"And of course, you assume he loves you, too" - he said sarcastically rubbing his hands.
-"I know he does."
-"Oh, okay... you can marry him if you think you two will be happy" - he snarled pitifully. It was finished, she could go.
Ancilla thanked him, turned around and left the room.
She came back home all cheerful. Lucius was in the bedroom sitting on a bed, reading. Ancilla opened the door, and throwing all the things she carried on the floor, jumped onto the bed beside him.
-"What did he say?" - Lucius asked. Even though he knew the answer due to her happiness he craved to hear her 'yes'.
-"Do you know how happy I am?" - said he looking at her. Ere he kissed her she smiled at him. Than he held her for long time in his arms as they were lying on the bed. Hence they were getting married it was logical that they were planning their wedding.
Ancilla had a wedding gown sewn just for her. It costed a fortune because it was custom made all the way up from Ireland where her mother was from. It was white of course. Long, grand, with a corset on top, and wavy skirt. Ancilla picked an opaque veil that went on the back of her head. At every other smallest accessory, like shoes, jewellery and other features like hair and make-up, Ancilla's best friend, Anne-Marie helped her. Anne-Marie seemed just too happy that Ancilla is finally getting married to a man she loves.
Lucius had no problems choosing what to wear -- a black tuxedo. It was no big deal for him.
And in no time came the moment in front of the altar when Ancilla was standing in front of Lucius with priest over them.
-"Lucius Cassius Terencius Malfoy, do you take this woman to be your lawfully beloved wife?"
-"I do" - Lucius said proudly looking deep into Ancilla's eyes. They lost all the malign element they constantly carried.
-"Ancilla Dorontje Ekatarina Deitrich, do you take this man to be your lawfully beloved husband?"
-"I do" - she said softly, almost inaudibly.
-"The groom now may kiss the bride."
And they fall into a long romantic kiss in front of the entire church watching. Draco was shuffling uncomfortably in the front seat beside Harry. And Harry actually felt really happy for Ancilla because she became almost like his mother. She was taking a good care of him giving him a lot of deserved love.
Later, at the reception, where Walden Macnair, a friend of Lucius and acquaintance of Ancilla was getting drunk, the atmosphere was, well, I can use word happy of course.
-"So what are you going to do to your wife tonight, eh?" - Walden asked Lucius supporting onto him because he was drunk. Of course, he had taken him little bit away from everyone else.
-"Do you really want to know?" - Lucius asked him, glancing over, and looking where Ancilla was at the moment. She was in the other corner of the room chatting with several other guests.
-"I want details..."
-"I will fuck her so badly that they will have to take her to saw her up afterwards."
-"You are going to rip her apart inside?" - asked Walden with a small devilish smile imaging how he would not mind at all to do that to Ancilla. He could rape her. Even better, she could rape him. He had no objections to that.
-"Of course."
-"Can I borrow her after your honeymoon?"
-"I don't think she will agree to that..."
-"I will just get her drunk enough and fuck her." - Walden started having all this ideas what would he do to her.
-"And then she will beat the shit out of you when she sobers up" - commented Lucius sending a small kiss through the air to Ancilla. She replied him.
-"Yeah, that's the thing. Remember, just remember when we went to Hogwarts and when we were talking what would each of us do to her if we had a chance. Man, was it fun... and you are the one who had your boy-dreams fulfilled with that long affair you two had."
-"Alas the boy-dreams... all those nights when all the girls were still virgins and only thing left to do to us was to use our right hand..." - Lucius said stopping because Ancilla was approaching.
-"Little bit too much alcohol, Walden, I assume?" - Ancilla asked smirking, arriving with escort of Christian Avery. Christian was their friend.
-"I am not taking alcohol comments from an alcohol, thank you very much" - Walden replied.
-"Walden just asked me to borrow you to him when we come back from our honeymoon" - Lucius said surveying Ancilla with his stare.
-"Lucius, you know that I swore to eternal love to you few hours ago. Being with any other man would mean a sin, a sin of an adultery" - she said taking a sip from her glass filled with champagne. -"Jesus, from all alcohol there is nothing more disgusting than champagne."
-"Would you care for a scotch?" - Christian asked, taking two glasses from the table nearby and filling them with ice and scotch.
-"Asking is unnecessary..." - uttered she taking a glass from his hand.
-"Christian, pass me the bottle..."
Christian passed Walden a bottle of scotch.
-"Just don't do anything stupid" - Lucius said coldly to Walden who was struggling to keep his eyes open.
-"Me... do something stupid when drunk... sober up, Lucius..." - he said in drunken voice.
-"Lucius, come here for a second" - Ancilla pulled Lucius with her. Walden almost fell as he lost support, but Christian caught him on time.
-"Get him out of here" - Ancilla snapped, standing with Lucius on the balcony.
-"Ancilla, he's my friend..."
-"He will do something stupid, again, we both know that very well" - she said in the same annoyed tone. They just realised they were alone on the balcony. Lucius took her in her arms.
-"You should have found some simpler wedding gown... I will have so much problems with trying to rip this one off you..."
She kissed him securing her arms around his waist.
-"What would you say if I begged you for an early departure?" - she asked him letting her hair down.
-"I guess that I could leave Draco in charge and Christian could take Walden somewhere where he could not do anything stupid" - Lucius replied stroking her hair.
Draco felt important to be left in charge and Christian was more than happy to return Walden to his house.
Lucius and Ancilla left telling no one; well only person that knew were Christian and Draco (Walden was too drunk to realise what was happening).
The chosen honeymoon destination was Venice. Ancilla's dream was to go there, but somehow she never did. And she have seen the rest of the world.
Lucius practically kicked out the guy who took them to the room and carried their bags leaving him without tip. He threw Ancilla on bed as she screamed lustfully. He took off her white shoes and started kissing her feet. She enjoyed moaning and being louder than it is really necessary. Lucius did not care, it turned him on even more.
-"Go up..." - she whined, her whines coloured with tones of shrill wailing.
Lucius kissed her legs, going up and pushing her dress upwards. When he finished with her smooth legs, he went towards the inside of her thighs. It was soft and warm there. Ancilla grabbed his right hand and pulled him up.
-"You're so impatient" - Lucius commented. Ancilla was determined and she wanted it now. Lucius took her thong off lowering his head and starting to eat out her pussy. Ancilla loved it of course. If you were in room beside theirs, you would get totally no sleep. She was screaming. And it was not only that, she had her nails in Lucius' hand as he was eating her out.
-"You're finished Ancilla" - said Lucius sitting up and leaning on the pillows.
-"I want some more" - she said and she kissed him holding onto his lip. Lucius pushed her away with his finger.
-"Take of your gown, it is annoying me" - he ordered her. She was more than happy to take his order. She got up and slowly started undoing her corset. When it was done she pulled it down. She was left with few pieces of jewellery only.
-"Do not take it off" - told her Lucius when she was about to take off her pearl necklace.
Ancilla came to him and kissed his body unbuttoning what was left to unbutton on his white shirt. Kissing his chest sensually, she came down to the lower part of his hard stomach (something else was hard, too). He undid his belt and pants and took his dick out.
She enjoyed to feel men's hand in her hair while did it. Lucius enjoyed putting his hands into women's hair because than he could push their heads to go lower. And he cummed on his hand and wiped it on the floor.
-"Now you take your clothes off" - she said leaning on the bed. She watched him strip himself exposing his masculine muscular body. It was all in muscles. She could not stop playing with her pearl necklace keeping her legs partially stretched out.
-"You amaze me ma chère" - Lucius leaned over her and kissed her. Than he fucked her in seven different positions.
After, as she was having a cigarette, she asked him.
-"Do you love me?"
-"I love you. I love you more than you can imagine. I love you so much than the whole fucken universe could not bear to shoulder my love for you and universe is infinite. I mean, I love you constantly for more than twenty years already, isn't that something."
-"Lucius honey, I love you more than that" - she whined leaning on his chest and blowing smoke into his face. Lucius was sworn anti-smoker but as he grew older her was becoming more lenient towards smoking. Smoking killed his father.
-"If you say so."
-"Why were you pimping me out tonight?" - she asked.
-"I didn't" - Lucius sighed.
-"What about the Macnair thingy? 'Walden asked me to borrow you to him'" - Ancilla cited in mocking voice.
-"You know that I would never let you cheat on me."
-"That is good because you cannot cheat on me either. You have to swear now." - She looked into his eyes through the dim light from the streets outside.
-"I shan't ever cheat on you. Only acceptation is if I am drunk out of my mind."
-"I know what you mean" - Ancilla said pushing the cigarette ashtray away and lowering her head down on his chest as he caressed her hair.
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'Love is blind and it will take over your mind
What you think is love, it's truly not
She needs to elevate and fly'
Love is Blind, Eve
BLOOD FOR BLOOD WITH REMORSE
I - The Beggining After the End
'A bullet pierced my true love's side
In life young spring so early
And on my breast in blood she died
While soft winds shook the barley
But blood for blood without remorse
I've ta'ed to her hollow
I've laid my true love's clay like corpse
Where I'll fall soon must follow'
Advocating: all the characters that are used in Harry Potter books and abused in the story bellow are in the ownership of Joan Kathleen Rowling; the rest of pitiful replicas are
mine.
Before reading this story, please read 'The Wake of the Adversity' because it will help you understand everything. And, whatever you do, just review, telling whatever you feel like telling me.
________________________________________________________________
Time passes with no announcements. It swipes the youth, the precious cycles. It is the biggest enemy of the mankind. It changes the course of epochs. Of things that were not meant to be making them as picturesque as to almost be palpable, solid, draining on the window. The uncanny companion the time is, taking its own course exactly where you are, and it is everywhere. Just like another dimension. Well in scientific prospective it is another dimension, just like length and height, and width, but we do not think about it in those terms.
Even cynic like Ancilla gets overthrown when she calculates her decisions over the amount of years she somewhat wasted. Sweet Ancilla, the one and only love of Lucius Malfoy. The goddess of night and the deity of the dead. Their love lasted for like infinity and it was strong. It still is. After all the tribulation and confirmation, Ancilla managed to say yes to Lucius.
Currently, Lucius and Ancilla were waiting for Draco and Harry Potter to arrive home from Hogwarts. Ancilla decided to adopt Harry as gratitude towards his father. She felt like she owed James. After he have resolved all the mysteries of the past and beat the Dark Lord one more time, Harry found a missing parent and love-giving guardian in Ancilla.
Draco was appalled when he heard the news. Harry and he under the same roof? Of course his father felt the same way as he but he did not want to argue with Ancilla. Lucius had to marry her, but that meant having to live with Harry, too.
Lucius paced back and forth down his sunny drawing room as Ancilla was sitting on the settee, lying half way and staring around idly. Her bored face caused Lucius to stop and glance at her smiling gently. She smiled back mysteriously. Lucius walked over to her, sitting on the settee and putting her legs into his lap. He gently caressed her thin legs.
-"I didn't get any sleep last night" - Ancilla commented lazily, yawning, turning on her back.
-"Neither did I" - Lucius said looking at her.
-"Oh my God, you were good, honey" - she said laughing.
-"I can be better" - Lucius beamed raising his eyebrows. In that moment the front door was heard open and Ancilla and Lucius jumped up walking towards the foyer. In there, as they were going down the stone spiral staircase, they could see Harry and Draco. Draco had highly vexed face. He glanced at Ancilla jealously as she approached the two of them.
Her long legs were crossing as she reached them.
-"Son-" - Lucius patted his son on his head, - "go to your room and change. You are about to have a last lunch with your 'biological' mother."
Draco shook his head coldly, quietly walking away and getting lost in the web of halls and tunnels that navigated you around the house.
-"Harry, welcome" - Ancilla said a with benign smile. -"Uhm, Lucius and I picked you a room in the west wing. Follow me and I will show it to you."
She beckoned him to follow her. As he was leaving, Harry noticed that Lucius' malevolent eyes followed him up the stairs.
His room was spacious and with many windows. The bed was facing the window and on the left side, there was a wardrobe. Glancing around, Harry noticed how nicely all the wooden details were elaborated. He could stare at the floor forever if Ancilla have not spoke.
-"I will send a servant to summon you in about an hour. Until then you can look around your room and unpack your stuff. If you don't want to unpack your own stuff, I'll sent a servant to do it for you."
-"I can do it" - said Harry remembering of Dobby. Would Dobby be serving him now if he did not help him got released?
He nicely rearranged his underwear around the wardrobe. At the same time Ancilla and Lucius were sitting in the dinning room spiking up the before-lunch with some brandy. Ancilla smiled softly fondling Lucius' hand on the table.
-"Narcissa should be down, soon" - Lucius sighed carelessly.
-"I am down" - Narcissa's voice rang the dinning room. Ancilla's head shook incoherently. Lucius stayed cold as Narcissa approached them from nowhere and sat down at the table.
Lucius and Narcissa were finished. He just informed her that he is dumping her and marrying Ancilla Deitrich. They were divorced, Lucius finished that first. And than Ancilla just came to their house to cause Narcissa's utter vexation.
-"Lucius" - Ancilla whined.
-"Yes, ma chère" - Lucius smiled to her.
-"Do you love me?" - she caressed his hand and looked playfully at him.
-"Yes, I love you."
Ancilla smiled churlishly at Narcissa who tried her best to act out negligence. She loved Lucius, still.
Few moments later, Draco came, breaking the irksome situation. He sat at the table, opposite of Ancilla, on Lucius' right-hand side. A bottle of brandy caught his eyes as he drummed his fingers on the table. -"Would you like some?" - Ancilla asked him. Before answering, Draco checking his father's face expression, which was approving, and he said yes. Ancilla poured him some. He was about to drink it when Narcissa screeched -"Draco, you're too young."
-"Honey, this is not your matter anymore." - Ancilla said simply to Narcissa. -"Take some more if you like it, Draco" - Lucius added. Narcissa could do nothing else than sigh.
Harry came next. Ancilla motioned him to sit beside her. Harry found it profane to bear Lucius' and Draco's overwhelming stare.
The meal was eaten in silence. When it was finished, Lucius spoke to Narcissa: -"You completed your last meal in this house. You can go now and take your stuff. Indeed, I shall escort you."
Narcissa followed Lucius to her room. She reached for a suitcase and slowly started packing it, but Lucius, taken over with neurasthenia, grabbed it from her and started throwing and shoving her stuff into it. In few minutes she was ready to leave forever. And just than, Lucius did not quite feel like letting her.
-"Strip yourself of all the clothes" - he ordered her, sitting down on the bed. Narcissa wanted to object but Lucius drew out his wand as a silent but well comprehended threat. She did what he said. He laid on the bed and called her over. With shaky pace she walked over to him.
Lucius unzipped his pants and took it out. Now suck it, he ordered her. She obeyed him mournfully. Lucius enjoyed it to a certain extent not feeling guilty because Ancilla was not his wife yet. By the way, he thought, Ancilla did it better. He did not let her finish it, but he started playing with her. At the end, as he felt contented, he said: -"Get some clothes on and get away. I don't want to see you ever again."
He left her room going to the bathroom that was in his bedroom in the other corridor. After he took all the clothes off he stepped into the warm shower, letting the hot water cover his body. Standing there, feeling relaxed and satisfied, he could not possible ask for anything more. And the more came. Ancilla brought her stuff into his room, placing them into the closet. The closet was a whole room for itself, filled with robes of Lucius, and all the other garments and accessories that belonged to him. She went into the washroom to check if he could be in there. Lucky for her she saw him entirely naked, taking a shower. Without thinking she took off her clothes, too, joining in.
-"Oh, hello" - smiled Lucius, full of delight. He hugged her around her waist kissing her neck. When he finished she spoke: -"You kicked out that moron. I saw her face expression as she was leaving, it was so irritated."
-"She deserves it. I wasted twenty precious years of my life with her."
-"Now you are going to waste another twenty with me."
-"I am going to fuck you until I know that twenty years with you is worth wasting" - he said as his hand travelled around her ass.
-"I have no objections with that" - said she letting her mouth be kissed by his.
Harry felt disheartening in his new niche. Surely there were no tormenting Dursleys, but Draco and Lucius were not the best buy nor the second best thing. Dursleys seemed so benign and righteous comparing to the Malfoy clan. Lucius would get an eyeful at Harry perniciously for whatever he did. He did not trust that kid. And Draco like Draco, he was not any better than his agonising father. Harry did not even get a decent chance to get used to his new room when Draco broke in. Harry was reading the letter from Hermione.
-"So, are you enjoying *my* house, Potter" - Draco drawled, standing in front of the window, looking around his 'kingdom'.
-"Certainly" - Harry answered coldly.
-"Pity you're Ancilla's protégée. You would so be flying out of here" - his spiteful voice rang through the room.
-"Are you still jealous that your father is the one screwing her?" - Harry raised his head from the letter.
-"Say what ever you want, I will have her one way or another. And what else is much more important, she will want me after that." - Draco said. He went to Harry and sat on the bed, keeping an eye contact with him, eyes gleaming hell. Draco had certain attraction for Ancilla, and he claimed he loved her.
-"She doesn't need you" - Harry concluded with a small smile.
-"You're a retard" - muttered Draco, leaving the room. Accidentally enough he let the door of the room open. Harry sighed pitying that little guy.
Soon enough, Ancilla was taking him to the Dursleys to pick up the rest of his possessions. With one letter only he informed Dursleys about his choice to come and live with Ancilla. They had not replied to him expressing their opinion, but strangely enough, he suspected that they were somewhat sorry that he abandoned them.
-"Where do your relatives live?" - Ancilla asked him coldly during the breakfast.
-"Surrey" - answered he. Lucius was eating his breakfast, staring sarcastically and nonchalantly.
-"Stupid Muggles... You might as well finish them off when you go there" - Draco told Ancilla leaning in the chair sulkily.
-"They're Harry's family. No matter how much Harry hates them and how pitiful they are already because they are Muggles, Harry is related to them."
Lucius shoot a stare at her; she rebounded it, getting up and saying: -"Well, we must get going. Have a nice day... Draco... Lucius."
She bent down, giving Lucius a small kiss.
Ancilla figured out that the easiest way to travel was to Apparate. She grabbed Harry for his shoulder and they were in Surrey the next moment.
Dursleys were having a merry breakfast, discussing the politics. Dudley was eating his elephant-dose of breakfast while Petunia was smiling to him and asking him if he would like some more bacon and eggs. She figured out that nurses and doctors know nothing and that she can take care of her son better forbidding him to have diet. In overall, they were both judged to listen to Vernon talking continuously about the Queen, what ever her name was, and Tony Blair, commenting on the government and killing their free time with his own regimes of governing. He would run the country much better if he was given a chance. Just as he wanted to comment something about Prince Charles the door bell rang. Petunia got to open the door. She let out a shrill scream when she saw her nephew, Harry, accompanied by a strange woman.
In no time, Vernon and Dudley ran to the door to see what happened.
-"Harry?"
-"Hello Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, Cousin Dudley" - Harry said coldly, in Malfoy manner, which he picked up to use in really short time. -"This is Ancilla Deitrich."
Ancilla smiled sourly giving Vernon a hand to shake. He accepted it furiously, staring at her.
She was tall, pretty, with long dark hair. Her face was long with light skin and pair of demonic eyes that had pair of eyebrows over them like a pair of helloes. Petunia scanned her clothes from head to toe. It was a normal wear for the wizarding community - long black skirt and matching corset, and black shiny coat. She had several quite robust pieces of jewellery but it could not be classified as kitsch.
Vernon silently motioned them to come in, escorting them to the living room.
-"I am going to pick up what's left from my stuff" - said Harry, getting out and heading upstairs. Vernon and Petunia wanted to react harshly, but they were scared by Ancilla who was sitting on the couch, relaxed, lighting a cigarette. They did not even have guts to tell her that smoking is prohibited in their house.
Petunia found excuse to go after Harry by saying she needs to help him. Dudley was scared to stay with the woman so he went after her mother.
-"So what do you do for living?" - Ancilla asked carelessly when she was left alone in the room with Vernon.
-"I own a company" - said Vernon quite proudly, stuttering a bit. He wanted to impress her.
-"Oh..."
-"What do you do?"
-"I am a governor" - she said quietly.
-"Oh..."
-"Of the prison."
Now Vernon was scared.
-"I daresay they pay you well... such a nice house you have here..."
-"Yes, well thank you."
-"But you have no style. Every single item in this house is a great example of provincial kitsch" - she commented evilly, acting like she was disgusted that she has to sit on that sofa.
Vernon's face was same colour as plum. Ancilla felt content with herself.
-"Are you scared of me?" - she asked suddenly, getting up, walking over to the fireplace, and looking at the pictures on in.
-"No" - he said unconvincingly.
Ancilla grabbed one of the pictures in her hand, turning to Vernon and saying: -"Your son is really ugly, just like you."
Vernon boiled, blood in him was bubbling.
-"You are very rude lady, you know" - said he as she laughed ethereally. -"You probably think you are so pretty damn hot and adorable..."
She went closer to him.
-"Repeat what you just said" - she sneered.
-"Nothing" - he whined, her eyes at inch of his.
-"I am conceit... very interesting" - she sighed ironically. -"I can bet my whole fucken life that you would fuck me right here right now if I said so."
Vernon knew what was the truth staring at her chest. He would. Was this an invitation for him?
-"Come on, don't you want me? Your wife is not for you. I can fulfil all your fantasies" - she said sliding a finger down his chest and licking her mouth.
-"Excuse me I need to go to the bathroom" - he said, holding onto his groin area and exiting the room.
Ancilla walked back to her seat and took the cigarette from the table because there was no ashtrays at their house.
Harry came back with his aunt.
-"It was pleasure meeting you" - said Ancilla vapidly to Petunia and Dudley, taking Harry's bag and going away with Harry.
This event left Harry kind of happy, seeing Ancilla scaring the people that bitched him so many times.
Ancilla's next task was not quite as easy as this one. She was a Death Eater, just like Lucius. They joined the clan same year, after they graduated from Hogwarts. Few years ago, when Lord Voldemort came back, regaining his power he recreated the code of laws and guidelines. Each Death Eater that wishes to take the holy vow of matrimony has to have Lord Voldemort's permission before doing so. Ancilla and Lucius had to go and ask for the permission. That was not so easy. Not long time ago, Lord Voldemort have captured Harry Potter, among his friends, and threatened to kill him (for who knows what time). Ancilla blackmailed Lucius, and they helped Harry escape Lord Voldemort. Lord Voldemort knew it was Ancilla who helped Harry and swore to kill her. Lucius stepped up for her, saying it was he who did it. It was impossible that Lucius did it, but he begged Lord Voldemort that if there is someone to kill he should kill him not Ancilla. Ancilla was claiming the same. He let them off both alive.
-"Ancilla Deitrich... sweetie, you are so pathetic" - he said to her, sitting in an armchair, he back turned to her. They were alone in a room.
Ancilla did not reply verbally but she closed her eyes wishing she could kill this bastard.
-"You want a permission to marry Lucius?"
-"Yes."
-"Why? You can find much better man to be under your control?" - Voldemort said motioning her to come and step in front of him.
-"I love him" - she answered in feeble voice.
-"And of course, you assume he loves you, too" - he said sarcastically rubbing his hands.
-"I know he does."
-"Oh, okay... you can marry him if you think you two will be happy" - he snarled pitifully. It was finished, she could go.
Ancilla thanked him, turned around and left the room.
She came back home all cheerful. Lucius was in the bedroom sitting on a bed, reading. Ancilla opened the door, and throwing all the things she carried on the floor, jumped onto the bed beside him.
-"What did he say?" - Lucius asked. Even though he knew the answer due to her happiness he craved to hear her 'yes'.
-"Do you know how happy I am?" - said he looking at her. Ere he kissed her she smiled at him. Than he held her for long time in his arms as they were lying on the bed. Hence they were getting married it was logical that they were planning their wedding.
Ancilla had a wedding gown sewn just for her. It costed a fortune because it was custom made all the way up from Ireland where her mother was from. It was white of course. Long, grand, with a corset on top, and wavy skirt. Ancilla picked an opaque veil that went on the back of her head. At every other smallest accessory, like shoes, jewellery and other features like hair and make-up, Ancilla's best friend, Anne-Marie helped her. Anne-Marie seemed just too happy that Ancilla is finally getting married to a man she loves.
Lucius had no problems choosing what to wear -- a black tuxedo. It was no big deal for him.
And in no time came the moment in front of the altar when Ancilla was standing in front of Lucius with priest over them.
-"Lucius Cassius Terencius Malfoy, do you take this woman to be your lawfully beloved wife?"
-"I do" - Lucius said proudly looking deep into Ancilla's eyes. They lost all the malign element they constantly carried.
-"Ancilla Dorontje Ekatarina Deitrich, do you take this man to be your lawfully beloved husband?"
-"I do" - she said softly, almost inaudibly.
-"The groom now may kiss the bride."
And they fall into a long romantic kiss in front of the entire church watching. Draco was shuffling uncomfortably in the front seat beside Harry. And Harry actually felt really happy for Ancilla because she became almost like his mother. She was taking a good care of him giving him a lot of deserved love.
Later, at the reception, where Walden Macnair, a friend of Lucius and acquaintance of Ancilla was getting drunk, the atmosphere was, well, I can use word happy of course.
-"So what are you going to do to your wife tonight, eh?" - Walden asked Lucius supporting onto him because he was drunk. Of course, he had taken him little bit away from everyone else.
-"Do you really want to know?" - Lucius asked him, glancing over, and looking where Ancilla was at the moment. She was in the other corner of the room chatting with several other guests.
-"I want details..."
-"I will fuck her so badly that they will have to take her to saw her up afterwards."
-"You are going to rip her apart inside?" - asked Walden with a small devilish smile imaging how he would not mind at all to do that to Ancilla. He could rape her. Even better, she could rape him. He had no objections to that.
-"Of course."
-"Can I borrow her after your honeymoon?"
-"I don't think she will agree to that..."
-"I will just get her drunk enough and fuck her." - Walden started having all this ideas what would he do to her.
-"And then she will beat the shit out of you when she sobers up" - commented Lucius sending a small kiss through the air to Ancilla. She replied him.
-"Yeah, that's the thing. Remember, just remember when we went to Hogwarts and when we were talking what would each of us do to her if we had a chance. Man, was it fun... and you are the one who had your boy-dreams fulfilled with that long affair you two had."
-"Alas the boy-dreams... all those nights when all the girls were still virgins and only thing left to do to us was to use our right hand..." - Lucius said stopping because Ancilla was approaching.
-"Little bit too much alcohol, Walden, I assume?" - Ancilla asked smirking, arriving with escort of Christian Avery. Christian was their friend.
-"I am not taking alcohol comments from an alcohol, thank you very much" - Walden replied.
-"Walden just asked me to borrow you to him when we come back from our honeymoon" - Lucius said surveying Ancilla with his stare.
-"Lucius, you know that I swore to eternal love to you few hours ago. Being with any other man would mean a sin, a sin of an adultery" - she said taking a sip from her glass filled with champagne. -"Jesus, from all alcohol there is nothing more disgusting than champagne."
-"Would you care for a scotch?" - Christian asked, taking two glasses from the table nearby and filling them with ice and scotch.
-"Asking is unnecessary..." - uttered she taking a glass from his hand.
-"Christian, pass me the bottle..."
Christian passed Walden a bottle of scotch.
-"Just don't do anything stupid" - Lucius said coldly to Walden who was struggling to keep his eyes open.
-"Me... do something stupid when drunk... sober up, Lucius..." - he said in drunken voice.
-"Lucius, come here for a second" - Ancilla pulled Lucius with her. Walden almost fell as he lost support, but Christian caught him on time.
-"Get him out of here" - Ancilla snapped, standing with Lucius on the balcony.
-"Ancilla, he's my friend..."
-"He will do something stupid, again, we both know that very well" - she said in the same annoyed tone. They just realised they were alone on the balcony. Lucius took her in her arms.
-"You should have found some simpler wedding gown... I will have so much problems with trying to rip this one off you..."
She kissed him securing her arms around his waist.
-"What would you say if I begged you for an early departure?" - she asked him letting her hair down.
-"I guess that I could leave Draco in charge and Christian could take Walden somewhere where he could not do anything stupid" - Lucius replied stroking her hair.
Draco felt important to be left in charge and Christian was more than happy to return Walden to his house.
Lucius and Ancilla left telling no one; well only person that knew were Christian and Draco (Walden was too drunk to realise what was happening).
The chosen honeymoon destination was Venice. Ancilla's dream was to go there, but somehow she never did. And she have seen the rest of the world.
Lucius practically kicked out the guy who took them to the room and carried their bags leaving him without tip. He threw Ancilla on bed as she screamed lustfully. He took off her white shoes and started kissing her feet. She enjoyed moaning and being louder than it is really necessary. Lucius did not care, it turned him on even more.
-"Go up..." - she whined, her whines coloured with tones of shrill wailing.
Lucius kissed her legs, going up and pushing her dress upwards. When he finished with her smooth legs, he went towards the inside of her thighs. It was soft and warm there. Ancilla grabbed his right hand and pulled him up.
-"You're so impatient" - Lucius commented. Ancilla was determined and she wanted it now. Lucius took her thong off lowering his head and starting to eat out her pussy. Ancilla loved it of course. If you were in room beside theirs, you would get totally no sleep. She was screaming. And it was not only that, she had her nails in Lucius' hand as he was eating her out.
-"You're finished Ancilla" - said Lucius sitting up and leaning on the pillows.
-"I want some more" - she said and she kissed him holding onto his lip. Lucius pushed her away with his finger.
-"Take of your gown, it is annoying me" - he ordered her. She was more than happy to take his order. She got up and slowly started undoing her corset. When it was done she pulled it down. She was left with few pieces of jewellery only.
-"Do not take it off" - told her Lucius when she was about to take off her pearl necklace.
Ancilla came to him and kissed his body unbuttoning what was left to unbutton on his white shirt. Kissing his chest sensually, she came down to the lower part of his hard stomach (something else was hard, too). He undid his belt and pants and took his dick out.
She enjoyed to feel men's hand in her hair while did it. Lucius enjoyed putting his hands into women's hair because than he could push their heads to go lower. And he cummed on his hand and wiped it on the floor.
-"Now you take your clothes off" - she said leaning on the bed. She watched him strip himself exposing his masculine muscular body. It was all in muscles. She could not stop playing with her pearl necklace keeping her legs partially stretched out.
-"You amaze me ma chère" - Lucius leaned over her and kissed her. Than he fucked her in seven different positions.
After, as she was having a cigarette, she asked him.
-"Do you love me?"
-"I love you. I love you more than you can imagine. I love you so much than the whole fucken universe could not bear to shoulder my love for you and universe is infinite. I mean, I love you constantly for more than twenty years already, isn't that something."
-"Lucius honey, I love you more than that" - she whined leaning on his chest and blowing smoke into his face. Lucius was sworn anti-smoker but as he grew older her was becoming more lenient towards smoking. Smoking killed his father.
-"If you say so."
-"Why were you pimping me out tonight?" - she asked.
-"I didn't" - Lucius sighed.
-"What about the Macnair thingy? 'Walden asked me to borrow you to him'" - Ancilla cited in mocking voice.
-"You know that I would never let you cheat on me."
-"That is good because you cannot cheat on me either. You have to swear now." - She looked into his eyes through the dim light from the streets outside.
-"I shan't ever cheat on you. Only acceptation is if I am drunk out of my mind."
-"I know what you mean" - Ancilla said pushing the cigarette ashtray away and lowering her head down on his chest as he caressed her hair.
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'Love is blind and it will take over your mind
What you think is love, it's truly not
She needs to elevate and fly'
Love is Blind, Eve