BLOOD FOR BLOOD WITHOUT REMORSE
II - Weasley Wheezing
'These are the sins drawn exactly from mankind
Stigmas, plagues and all that comes within
If Abraham was kicked out of heaven
Would world be what it is today?'
Advocating: almost all the elements of this story are stolen, oops, I meant to say borrowed (accept few remarkable characters of mine), even the title is not my invention, but it is taken from some ethnic Irish song (I think it's Irish).
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Draco acted plain annoying with not pardon for being a JERK.
-"Harry Potter..." - Draco sneered slyly stopping Harry in the middle of the hallway with his outstretched arm. -"Where are you going?" - he snapped changing his face expression to malfeasance.
-"That is none of your business" - Harry sighed. He was about to go outside to try to find where Hedwig might be. That owl became so rebellious, didn't like the atmosphere of the loving household of the Malfoys. Ron and Hermione were about be sent a nice long letter each.
-"Au contraire, that is all MY business. You are in my house, do not forget that" - Draco preached.
-"I am Ancilla's foster son, legally I have same rights as you do, therefore I would if I could but I can't so I shan't"
-"No, you don't have the same right as I. My father owns this house not Ancilla. If you have all these legal rights why don't you go and live over her house. You would all do us a big favour. Father hates you having you in here. He allowed it only because he loves that bitch too much. And yes, it is worth having to put up with your ignorance and slavish manners everyday just to have her in here. But I do not think that I am getting any use of her so I do not see your point in here" - Draco concluded with a smirk. It took him long time to think this up and say it in front of Harry.
-"Draco, you meant to say slovenly instead of slavish manners. Slavish is something totally different" - Harry sighed turning around. He will find another way out of this goddamn house than the one Draco blocked.
-"Don't you tell me what was I intending to say, you parentless slummy Halfblood. Your mother deserves what happened to her because she was a fucken Mudblood" - Draco snapped at him.
Harry took a big breath fighting whatever he wanted to say back or do because he knew that one day Lucius is going to come back from Venice and fuck up Harry. And Lucius may not seem to chose his wife over his son.
Quickly Harry, with help of a lot of meditation, forgot about this event. Even the next day, the good news came. He received a brief postcard from Ancilla. Everything was just fine and the picture of Venice was astonishing. He would like to go and see it.
Next on the list was a letter from Ron. His letter was digest too filled with a lot of grief and support from all the Weasleys because Harry lived at Malfoys. They invited him over to come. Harry scribbled back a note telling them that he is coming as soon as he informs Ancilla. Even if he had to walk all the way to the Burrow he will escape Draco's monogamic torture.
Sirius wrote him, too. Nothing special, he bought an apartment at the Diagon Alley.
Ancilla seemed more than happy to send him to the Weasleys knowing Draco really well. Harry travelled on his broom up to a certain point where Weasleys met up with him and took him. Interesting enough, he was still timid with the thoughts of using the Floo Powder and refused to travel by it.
-"Harry dear, how are you?" - asked Mrs Weasley all concerned as she poured some sausages into his plate.
Food that Malfoys ate was the upper class crap, like caviar and some Chinese ducks and other things he did not even know what they were, and those were okay. But he truly missed Mrs Weasley's cuisine.
-"I am fine" - Harry answered. All the Weasleys, excluding Bill, Charley, and Percy who got married to Penelope Clearwater and moved away were there eagerly listening to him.
-"How can you stand Draco?" - Ron asked with full mouth. He earned a reproachful stare from his mother.
-"He is bearable (most of the times)" - Harry said quietly.
-"What about Lucius Malfoy? What is up with him?" - Arthur had to ask.
-"I don't see him a lot. But he is an awful person."
-"How was the wedding between him and Ancilla Deitrich?" - Molly wanted to know.
-"It was fine."
-"Where are they going for honeymoon?"
-"Venice."
-"Have you ever overhear Lucius and Ancilla talking about You-Know-Who and Dark Arts and what did Lucius say?" - Arthur now wanted to know.
-"Lucius rarely opens his mouth in front of me. And I never heard them having a conversation about anything like that in front of me."
-"Does a lot of people who are suspected to be involved with You-Know-Who come over to the Malfoy Manor?"
-"Yes, Lucius and Ancilla appear to be interfering heartily with quite obscure figures... Like Lucifer Dunkelmann... Christian Avery... Walden Macnair..."
-"They guy who wanted to prosecute Buckbeak?" - asked Ron.
Harry nodded taking another bite of his meal.
-"If he came to my house, I would punch him so badly" - commented Ron.
-"If you think that prosecuting a poor animal was the worst thing he ever tried than he's an angel, Ron" - commented Mr Weasley. -"Is Deitrich nice to you?"
-"She is a perfect mother" - Harry shuddered his shoulders while everyone was staring at him weird accept Fred and George. -"She shows me a lot of love and she is caring towards me... she spends her free time with me..."
-"Yes, she can be quite like that. She is the coolest person around when she likes you and if she's in good mood... we even smoked weed together once-" - George said but Fred hit him hard on the back. They were into their joke shop business and they were trying to find some place at Diagon Alley to rent.
-"What is weed?" - Molly snapped as soon as she could react.
-"Dad, you know that Lee Jordan is going to work in Azkeban just so he could work with her because she can be really nice" - jumped Fred so they would change the theme.
-"Of course, he works for Ministry and you two are bidding your time with empty, good-for-nothing dreams about joke shop" - Mrs Weasley commented even though no one listened to her accept Ginny.
-"She is not nice, you did not see the side of her I saw" - Arthur said sternly.
-"Yes, she can be quite a hypocrite. I know how she brings order to the classroom. Suddenly everyone is quiet when she threatens us that the first person she hears speaking without her approval is going to come and take a delightful lengthy tour of Azkeban with her."
-"She takes kids to Azkeban?" - Molly put her hand over her mouth.
-"By now only person ever dared to speak was Lee Jordan and he had quite a frightening time at Azkeban. He still don't want to talk about it" - said George.
-"Oh my God..."
After the delicious meal they went and played Quidditch. Ron asked his father to join them but Arthur was too busy with his work at the Ministry. Ginny spoke to Harry freely but she was still blushing vaguely.
A fortnight passed and they were going to London, Diagon Alley. There, they were finally going to see Sirius after some time. Harry appeared just too impatient to get to Diagon Alley even if it meant travelling by the Floo Powder. Sirius' name was cleared last year when everything was revealed to Harry with help of Ancilla. Like mysteries that bothered Harry about his parents.
Harry was still not sure about this way to travel, but he arrived fine into a huge wizarding department store. It was called: 'The Magic Ned'. It was wizarding equivalent of Wall-Mart with cheaper clothes and other products sold for a great deal. Harry and Ron left Mrs and Mr Weasley and Ginny so they could go and meet Sirius while Fred and George were long gone.
-"In front of Gringotts in an hour" - Arthur yelled after them.
Harry had no need to go to Gringotts because Ancilla made him the richest boy in the wizarding realm in only few days getting him a credit card with more than decent amount of money on it. And it was only an insignificant piece of fortune she possessed and that amount of her money she had was constantly growing. Lucius did not want to leave his tyke, Draco, with less money than Harry so Draco is now almost as rich as the Minister himself (this does not mean that the Minister is a billionaire, he's a millionaire).
-"There he is!" - beamed Harry pulling Ron along him and running down the street after spotting Sirius in front of a cafe. Sirius was dressed in all black with black shades. He appeared much healthier with nice bronze tan.
-"Harry" - he was happy to see them as he got up and Harry and Ron almost knocked him out with their velocity.
-"Do you want to eat or drink anything?" - he asked as they sat down. Harry glanced at Sirius' cappuccino and thanked wanting nothing while Ron ordered the biggest portion of ice-cream available. This was of course treat from Harry.
-"Enjoying being rich?" - Sirius smiled.
-"No, there is too much rules. And Malfoys' house is too big, it takes me like five minutes to get from my room to the dinning room." - Sighed Harry.
-"Yes, that's quite a drag. But it's similar to Hogwarts... you know, Gryffindor common room is not really close to the Great Hall either."
-"But there is no Draco Malfoy to give you hard time every time he sees you" - Harry said recalling all the things Draco said to him. -"Well actually there is..."
-"Complain to Ancilla" - suggested Ron.
-"There is no point in it, she can't do anything about it because it is not her house. If it was her house Draco could not say an ill word to me. And I don't want to bring her to quarrel with Lucius and Draco. Draco already finds her an outcast because she brought me to live with them" - Harry was saying. Ron did not hear this particular part of the conversation because the ice-cream arrived and he buried his spoon into it and started scooping it all out in large bites.
Sirius took out some money to pay for it all, but Harry did not let him insisting up to the point where he could fight Sirius.
-"She'll be mad at me if I did not spend any of this money. She says that she is taking care of me now and that I must feel financially secure at all the time."
-"Ask her if she could adopt me" - said Sirius with small smile.
Harry laughed.
Afterwards, they went to the Quidditch Supplies store. People were looking at Sirius doubtfully, the one who recognised him because he wasn't the fetch anymore who's picture appeared in the Daily Prophet, but Harry did not care. Sirius' name was finally cleared.
Ron was staring at the new model of Nimbus 2020. It was beautiful. It was not as proficient as Harry's Firebolt but it did look far more flashy with its silver handle.
-"Do you like it?" - asked him Harry with a small mysterious smile.
-"Yes, it is beautiful" - answered Ron utterly mesmerised.
-"Do you want it?"
-"I would give anything in the world to have it" - Ron's mouth were open.
Harry walked away from him to the counter. He purchased it for Ron. Than he walked back to where it was exposed, Ron was still in his former position -- staring at it.
-"This is for you" - Harry shoved it in his hands.
-"No, Harry, you shouldn't've" - Ron snapped.
-"Consider that your birthday present" - Harry frowned loudly.
-"Really?"
-"And you shan't get anything for your next birthday, either" - said Harry, crossing his fingers behind him.
-"Harry..."
-"What?"
-"I love you."
-"Do you love me?"
-"You know I do."
-"How much?"
-"A lot."
-"More than I love you?"
-"Certainly."
-"Lucius, I told you that that's impossible."
-"Fine, I love you two times more than you love me."
-"Lucius, I told you that that's impossible" - she snapped splashing him with some water from the channel. They were half-sitting half-lying through one of their rides in the gondola. It was night and the air was moistly. Lucius held Ancilla in his arms feeling her body against his. She had a simple shirt on and a short black skirt. All her clothes was made out of thin, body-fitting material, which felt sensual on light touch.
-"Did you know that they had not cleaned that channel for like four hundred years" - he sighed breathing into her hair.
Lucius was quite staring at the lights above. Muggle lights. And yet he did not care because the beauty of the city was so alluring that they had to see it all. Ancilla was notwithstanding another one of the Muggle haters, being a Pureblood.
-"Lucius."
-"What now?"
-"Am I beautiful?"
-"Yes."
-"The most beautiful?"
-"Yes."
-"Like, there is no woman nor there'll ever be a woman whose beauty could compare with mine."
-"Yes."
-"Am I more beautiful than Victoria?" - she sneered turning her face to him. He sighed deeply looking coldly into her eyes.
-"You know all these things already. -"Are you secretly hoping that I will push you down into the channel?"
-"If you are asking..." - Ancilla said naughty, getting up and jumping onto the side of the boat. The guy that was paddling lost his balance and fell swearing ruthlessly in Italian. -"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" - Lucius yelled getting up to get her to sit down but she pushed herself onto him and they both fell down into the channel.
Mouth full of dirty water, Lucius was barely able to swim to the nearby piece of sold land and climb outside. Previously refusing to help Ancilla get out, she pulled his legs when he was just about to get out and swimming away where the stairs were. She got out of the water her wet clothes stuck to her body. People stared but she was having so much fun.
Lucius got out second later followed by the paddler who were both swearing each one in their own language.
-"What the fuck was this for?" - he asked her grabbing her arm and walking her away. He paid the gondolier few too much money extra to forget about this. Water was dripping behind their footsteps.
-"Augh, you are squeezing it too hard, Lucius" - she whined in shrill tone. People stared that they passed muttering something to each out on the variety of languages, mostly Italian. They were walking towards the secret wizarding district on the other end of the town where they were staying.
-"You deserve it" - he snapped.
Ancilla suddenly stopped.
It was their first fight from when they got married.
One person would grieve to hear about that. Victoria Berger, former lover and 'love' of Lucius Malfoy while he was still with Narcissa, still loved him. But she was married to another person, close friend of Malfoys, Christian Avery. She was standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom staring neurotically at the pregnancy test.
-"Negative, just please be negative..." - she cried grabbing her pyjama and pulling it.
-"No" - she cried smashing the test on the wall as two blue lines appeared in the little white circles proving her concerns positive.
She cannot be pregnant. She needs to get Lucius back, she loves him, there is a career to pursuit. How could she do it if she's carrying Christian's child? She pitifully looked at herself in the mirror. She did not even love him, he loved her. Her decision for marriage was something wrong and she was full of remorse.
But no, Lucius picked Ancilla over her. She is ever prettier than Ancilla. And what's the most important was that she is about twenty years younger than Ancilla who's same age as Lucius.
Ancilla found Victoria as no treat to her ownership of Lucius. She was far more successful than Victoria. She's the rich one. She pitied Victoria because she earned her high position in the society by marrying an aged millionaire who Lucius later killed upon him finding out the affair between Lucius and Victoria. Hence he would kill Victoria and Lucius, Lucius killed him.
-"We're back" - yawned Ancilla as the limousine pulled in front of the Malfoy Manor. Lucius get out first holding the door for Ancilla. She straightened up and took off her shades. Sun was shinning brightly and she took off her blazer too being left in a sexy short tank top. Lucius took a hold around her thin waist and they walked together into the house.
Draco was waiting for them in the living room looking through the Daily Prophet idly, just like his father did.
-"Welcome back" - he smirked.
-"Potter was away for most of the time?" - Lucius asked bloodlessly.
-"Yes, he went over that poor Muggle-loving family's house, forgot what they were called" - said Draco putting the news paper down. Ancilla sat beside him, crossing her legs and turning to Draco, as she had sensually her finger beside her mouth.
-"Have you made sure that he didn't steal anything so he would give them and they would sell it, finally getting some money?" - Lucius asked sitting beside Ancilla and putting his arm around her. Draco saw that some red irritation was on the hand of his father. He questioned it.
-"That is just a skin irritation from the water in the channel" - Lucius said as Ancilla laughed cynically. Draco made a perplexed face expression.
-"How did you get it?"
-"I pushed him into the water" - Ancilla bellowed self-satisfied. Next thing she did was she yelled for some service. An old house elf came, afraid to come into the room.
-"Summon Master Harry" - she ordered caressing Lucius' leg with her hand.
-"Yes, Ma'am" - he said walking away. Harry finally came wearing some sort of old torn jeans and shirt that said 'Iron Maiden' on it. He got it from Bill. Bill loved Muggle music but this shirt was too small for him now.
-"Harry, how wonderful to see you" - she said getting up and giving Harry a hug and kiss on his cheek.
Lucius and Draco sent Harry lethal stares as she sat down beside Harry on the sofa opposite of them.
-"Harry, I told you to go and get some new clothes" - she snapped at him realising what he was wearing.
-"Uhm, I don't really care for it."
-"You actually wasted money on him? On his clothes?" - Draco asked looking down upon Harry.
-"You get more money that Harry does so shut up" - Ancilla snapped at him. He reminded Harry that this is not his house and left the room. Shortly after that Lucius decided to departure, too.
-"Where are you going?" - she whined getting up and standing beside him. He put his arms around her body pushing her closer.
-"We discussed this already. It is none of your business where I am going" - he said to her and she kissed him to shut him up.
-"Nevertheless, I don't recall you informing me about your whereabouts" - he told her coldly and they kissed several more time before he left the room.
And she sat down beside Harry and smiled heinously: -"I pushed him into the channel in Venice. Of course, I ended up there, too. But he has some red swellings and it itches him and I don't."
Harry smiled as a reply.
Lucius was not going anywhere where Ancilla would not allow him if she knew. He simply went over to Christian's for a drink and so they could exchange experiences.
-"Victoria's pregnant" - he smiled handing Lucius a glass of whisky and sitting down.
-"Congratulations" - Lucius tapped him on his shoulder.
-"I am so happy. I am finally going to become a father."
-"And I am so happy with Ancilla, thought she is the same bitch she was when she was small. She kicked me in the nuts so many times..."
-"What did you do to her?"
-"Oh, I usually tried to 'touch her', if you know what I mean."
-"Yeah, I remember her as a girl, she was mature for her age. So tell me, what did you do in Venice?"
-"Well" - Lucius frowned thinking what to say - "we just had a lot of sex. The other times we were either sleeping or eating or just looking around the town."
-"The sex part seems good to me. And eating and sleeping that's must. But sexing instead of looking around the town is better."
-"That's what I thought before but the city is wonderful. Ancilla was pushing and persuading me to have sex in church. We could get in during the night because we are wizards, of course, and do it in front of the altar, that was her plan. I was appalled by her kinkiness for the first time in my life, indeed."
Christian snickered.
-"You and your Catholicism. Tell her that if she wants sex in the church I would be more than happy to provide her... it could be easily arranged..."
-"Don't say that. I believe and respect the Lord. (Christian tried to snicker even more but Lucius looked grim)"
-"Lucius, loosen down. So you've killed so many people and you don't want to have sex in church? Ancilla is an atheist, as I recall?"
-"Yes, I had to pressure and blackmail her so we would get married in the church. She wanted to go to Stonehenge and wear black wedding gown. Even her father, Julius, would not let her do that if he still was alive. She misses him a lot..."
-"Than grant her something else if you are not willing to fuck her in the church."
-"What?" - Lucius asked.
-"Fuck her in Stonehenge."
And Christian perfectly guessed Ancilla. She would love to do that. And they also decided to have a double date so they could see their wives in deadly combat. They hated each other.
But right now she had some more important things to do -- spend some time with her adopted son, Harry. Harry laxed a lot of parental love and support and she will try to make-up as much as possible. Harry was her son already.
She told Harry some things about Lucius, and Harry laughed. They were still sitting in the living room talking.
-"I know I can be mean sometimes..."
Harry smiled at her.
-"Sirius wrote me" - Harry said suddenly. -"And I saw him while you were in Venice."
-"Oh really... did you invite him over to come?"
-"Lucius would kill me" - said Harry aghast on the thought of Lucius would do to him if he walked in onto Harry and Sirius having tea in his house.
-"He would kill me..." - smiled Ancilla. -"Remember Harry, whatever he does to you, he does it to me. He kicked you out, he kicked me out. If he hits you, I am going to hit him back for you" - she said getting up and pacing around the room.
Of course Ancilla have not informed Lucius about her idea to invite Sirius over. Otherwise he would be bitching at her as they were getting ready to go out.
-"Lucius should I wear this dress or this one" - she came to him whining and holding two dresses up. One was of maroon velvet and long; the other one was an ordinary short black dress.
-"It is fine with me if you go like that" - said Lucius combing his hair. She was standing at the threshold of the bathroom in her bra and underwear.
-"Yes and beside wearing that what else should I put over?" - she sighed.
Lucius glanced a look at her and answered coldly -"Nothing."
-"Lucius" - she whined, throwing the dresses on the bed behind her without fear that they will get wrinkled (she had so much other pieces of garments), and standing behind him holding him around his waist.
-"Lucius, you do want me to look better than Victoria and better than all the other harlots that will be present at the concert hall tonight" - she said touching his ear with the tip of her tongue. Lucius sighed letting down his comb when he was happy with the way his hair was and turning around to her.
-"Than you go like that" - he said rolling his eyes.
-"Maroon or black?" - she snapped.
-"Which one is shorter."
-"Black."
-"Amen to black one."
And Ancilla was ready in no time putting her shoes on. She got up staring at Lucius who still haven't picked which robes to wear.
-"Wear the pinstriped robes with black pants and white shirt" - she snapped at him pulling the garments out for him.
-"It doesn't match with my shoes" - he said putting it back into the closet.
-"Than change shoes" - she snarled at him. She hated waiting for him. She hated it so much that she got him dressed up in no time because he was far too slow.
-"Lets go" - she said pulling him behind her.
When they arrived into the concert hall Victoria and Christian were waiting for them already.
-"How splendid to see you" - said Ancilla heartily hugging Christian and giving him a small kiss on his cheek leaving dark lipstick on his skin. -"Hello" - she added coldly to Victoria.
-"What are we seeing?" - Lucius asked.
-"Victoria picked, it is 'Prince Igor'" - he said turning to Lucius. Victoria politely passed Ancilla two reservation tickets for a private parlour which she snatched from her adding maliciously: -"Ugly dress". Victoria's dress was something like what women wore during 1930's in America.
Ancilla fastened her step to catch up with Lucius and Christian as Victoria was left behind. Ancilla pushed between Lucius and Christian saying: -"Russian operas are so bad."
-"Do you think so?" - asked Christian stopping at the end of the queue.
-"Yeah, I am quite a minimalist if I could say so. You know, like Adams, Glass, and so on" - she commented.
-"Victoria likes Glass, too" - Lucius smiled.
-"How charming..." - Ancilla sneered as they gave their tickets and went inside. -"But I'd bet all my property up to the last knut that she doesn't understand him."
-"Oh yes I do, better than you, Deitrich, at least" - Victoria spat at her.
-"Oh whatever. Lets get some champagne before the opera starts" - Ancilla jerked Christian and Lucius towards the bar from the stairs.
-"What about my wife?" - Christian asked stopping.
-"You wife is going to go upstairs and occupy the parlour because she's clearly not wanted among your friends" - Ancilla said pulling him. Lucius had no objection with going to the bar with Victoria or even without anyone.
-"Victoria I am sorry..." - Christian turned to her. She was few steps up the stairs already.
-"It is okay" - she said turning around.
-"Victoria..." - he tried but Ancilla approached him and yanked his robes: -"She says it is okay."
And in the bar filled with dense cigarette smoke each had a drink.
Upon arriving into the parlour Victoria seemed more than displeased. Ere they arrived she swore like thousand times to herself that she is not coming to 50feet diameter from Ancilla ever again.
Ancilla carried a bottle of wine and poured everyone a glass full accept Victoria who declined offer.
-"You don't have to be so fussy. Just because I hate you does not mean I am going to be a bitch to you and do something like this" - Ancilla spilt the wine she held onto Victoria's dress. Neither Lucius nor Christian noticed because they were engaged at the conversation of their own at the moment and the flashy lights went dim.
Victoria went to the bathroom as Ancilla smirked continently holding Lucius' hand in her lap and overhearing the conversation between Lucius and Christian. Just as Victoria was back from the washroom all four of them felt it -- the Dark Mark was reawaken. It appeared suddenly out of nowhere on Ancilla's skin, bloody red skull with snake shouting out of its mouth.
-"Departure" - said Lucius quite dispirited getting up as everyone follower him. Victoria was a Death Eater, too.
The obscure ominous orb shaped line of people was standing all anxious to see what happens next. The Dark Lord greeted the inner fellowship of his followers by several Crucios. First one was maiden for Ancilla.
-"Ancilla Deitrich, how are we doing today?" - he asked her anomalously nicely.
-"Fine, thank you" - she answered in feeble voice. Lucius suddenly felt scared for her surveying Lord Voldemort's insipid face expression; he stood right beside Ancilla.
-"Try and remember what day is it" - he said nicely.
What day could it be... she thought hardly but nothing good enough for Voldemort came up to her mind. -"I do not know my Lord."
-"Today your mother died, tsk, tsk, tsk" - he said staring at her.
-"I did not remember..."
-"Disrespect towards your parents after they died. And such noble parents yet you had. Would Julius really allow this kind of well-being ere he died?"
-"I never showed my parents a smallest bit of disrespect" - she said.
-"Liar" - he snarled. He took out his wand and said quietly: -"Crucio."
Ancilla was tortured with it for quite a time. Than she was left on the floor. Lucius dared not to help her now. Later.
Lord Voldemort went around torturing few other unfortunate people then talking on and on about agony and suffering. He was in bad mood
They were finally dismissed. Lucius grabbed Ancilla's arm and apparated the to the Malfoy Manor.
As they entered the house she preferred to walk on her own ever though Lucius was bullying her into carrying her.
-"I can manage myself" - she grieved leaning on the wall. He body had no bruises, whatsoever inside she felt like her bones were wires and wires were pulled out through a gap in her feet.
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'I see hell in your eyes
Take it in by surprise
Touching you makes me feel alive
Touching you makes me die inside'
II - Weasley Wheezing
'These are the sins drawn exactly from mankind
Stigmas, plagues and all that comes within
If Abraham was kicked out of heaven
Would world be what it is today?'
Advocating: almost all the elements of this story are stolen, oops, I meant to say borrowed (accept few remarkable characters of mine), even the title is not my invention, but it is taken from some ethnic Irish song (I think it's Irish).
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Draco acted plain annoying with not pardon for being a JERK.
-"Harry Potter..." - Draco sneered slyly stopping Harry in the middle of the hallway with his outstretched arm. -"Where are you going?" - he snapped changing his face expression to malfeasance.
-"That is none of your business" - Harry sighed. He was about to go outside to try to find where Hedwig might be. That owl became so rebellious, didn't like the atmosphere of the loving household of the Malfoys. Ron and Hermione were about be sent a nice long letter each.
-"Au contraire, that is all MY business. You are in my house, do not forget that" - Draco preached.
-"I am Ancilla's foster son, legally I have same rights as you do, therefore I would if I could but I can't so I shan't"
-"No, you don't have the same right as I. My father owns this house not Ancilla. If you have all these legal rights why don't you go and live over her house. You would all do us a big favour. Father hates you having you in here. He allowed it only because he loves that bitch too much. And yes, it is worth having to put up with your ignorance and slavish manners everyday just to have her in here. But I do not think that I am getting any use of her so I do not see your point in here" - Draco concluded with a smirk. It took him long time to think this up and say it in front of Harry.
-"Draco, you meant to say slovenly instead of slavish manners. Slavish is something totally different" - Harry sighed turning around. He will find another way out of this goddamn house than the one Draco blocked.
-"Don't you tell me what was I intending to say, you parentless slummy Halfblood. Your mother deserves what happened to her because she was a fucken Mudblood" - Draco snapped at him.
Harry took a big breath fighting whatever he wanted to say back or do because he knew that one day Lucius is going to come back from Venice and fuck up Harry. And Lucius may not seem to chose his wife over his son.
Quickly Harry, with help of a lot of meditation, forgot about this event. Even the next day, the good news came. He received a brief postcard from Ancilla. Everything was just fine and the picture of Venice was astonishing. He would like to go and see it.
Next on the list was a letter from Ron. His letter was digest too filled with a lot of grief and support from all the Weasleys because Harry lived at Malfoys. They invited him over to come. Harry scribbled back a note telling them that he is coming as soon as he informs Ancilla. Even if he had to walk all the way to the Burrow he will escape Draco's monogamic torture.
Sirius wrote him, too. Nothing special, he bought an apartment at the Diagon Alley.
Ancilla seemed more than happy to send him to the Weasleys knowing Draco really well. Harry travelled on his broom up to a certain point where Weasleys met up with him and took him. Interesting enough, he was still timid with the thoughts of using the Floo Powder and refused to travel by it.
-"Harry dear, how are you?" - asked Mrs Weasley all concerned as she poured some sausages into his plate.
Food that Malfoys ate was the upper class crap, like caviar and some Chinese ducks and other things he did not even know what they were, and those were okay. But he truly missed Mrs Weasley's cuisine.
-"I am fine" - Harry answered. All the Weasleys, excluding Bill, Charley, and Percy who got married to Penelope Clearwater and moved away were there eagerly listening to him.
-"How can you stand Draco?" - Ron asked with full mouth. He earned a reproachful stare from his mother.
-"He is bearable (most of the times)" - Harry said quietly.
-"What about Lucius Malfoy? What is up with him?" - Arthur had to ask.
-"I don't see him a lot. But he is an awful person."
-"How was the wedding between him and Ancilla Deitrich?" - Molly wanted to know.
-"It was fine."
-"Where are they going for honeymoon?"
-"Venice."
-"Have you ever overhear Lucius and Ancilla talking about You-Know-Who and Dark Arts and what did Lucius say?" - Arthur now wanted to know.
-"Lucius rarely opens his mouth in front of me. And I never heard them having a conversation about anything like that in front of me."
-"Does a lot of people who are suspected to be involved with You-Know-Who come over to the Malfoy Manor?"
-"Yes, Lucius and Ancilla appear to be interfering heartily with quite obscure figures... Like Lucifer Dunkelmann... Christian Avery... Walden Macnair..."
-"They guy who wanted to prosecute Buckbeak?" - asked Ron.
Harry nodded taking another bite of his meal.
-"If he came to my house, I would punch him so badly" - commented Ron.
-"If you think that prosecuting a poor animal was the worst thing he ever tried than he's an angel, Ron" - commented Mr Weasley. -"Is Deitrich nice to you?"
-"She is a perfect mother" - Harry shuddered his shoulders while everyone was staring at him weird accept Fred and George. -"She shows me a lot of love and she is caring towards me... she spends her free time with me..."
-"Yes, she can be quite like that. She is the coolest person around when she likes you and if she's in good mood... we even smoked weed together once-" - George said but Fred hit him hard on the back. They were into their joke shop business and they were trying to find some place at Diagon Alley to rent.
-"What is weed?" - Molly snapped as soon as she could react.
-"Dad, you know that Lee Jordan is going to work in Azkeban just so he could work with her because she can be really nice" - jumped Fred so they would change the theme.
-"Of course, he works for Ministry and you two are bidding your time with empty, good-for-nothing dreams about joke shop" - Mrs Weasley commented even though no one listened to her accept Ginny.
-"She is not nice, you did not see the side of her I saw" - Arthur said sternly.
-"Yes, she can be quite a hypocrite. I know how she brings order to the classroom. Suddenly everyone is quiet when she threatens us that the first person she hears speaking without her approval is going to come and take a delightful lengthy tour of Azkeban with her."
-"She takes kids to Azkeban?" - Molly put her hand over her mouth.
-"By now only person ever dared to speak was Lee Jordan and he had quite a frightening time at Azkeban. He still don't want to talk about it" - said George.
-"Oh my God..."
After the delicious meal they went and played Quidditch. Ron asked his father to join them but Arthur was too busy with his work at the Ministry. Ginny spoke to Harry freely but she was still blushing vaguely.
A fortnight passed and they were going to London, Diagon Alley. There, they were finally going to see Sirius after some time. Harry appeared just too impatient to get to Diagon Alley even if it meant travelling by the Floo Powder. Sirius' name was cleared last year when everything was revealed to Harry with help of Ancilla. Like mysteries that bothered Harry about his parents.
Harry was still not sure about this way to travel, but he arrived fine into a huge wizarding department store. It was called: 'The Magic Ned'. It was wizarding equivalent of Wall-Mart with cheaper clothes and other products sold for a great deal. Harry and Ron left Mrs and Mr Weasley and Ginny so they could go and meet Sirius while Fred and George were long gone.
-"In front of Gringotts in an hour" - Arthur yelled after them.
Harry had no need to go to Gringotts because Ancilla made him the richest boy in the wizarding realm in only few days getting him a credit card with more than decent amount of money on it. And it was only an insignificant piece of fortune she possessed and that amount of her money she had was constantly growing. Lucius did not want to leave his tyke, Draco, with less money than Harry so Draco is now almost as rich as the Minister himself (this does not mean that the Minister is a billionaire, he's a millionaire).
-"There he is!" - beamed Harry pulling Ron along him and running down the street after spotting Sirius in front of a cafe. Sirius was dressed in all black with black shades. He appeared much healthier with nice bronze tan.
-"Harry" - he was happy to see them as he got up and Harry and Ron almost knocked him out with their velocity.
-"Do you want to eat or drink anything?" - he asked as they sat down. Harry glanced at Sirius' cappuccino and thanked wanting nothing while Ron ordered the biggest portion of ice-cream available. This was of course treat from Harry.
-"Enjoying being rich?" - Sirius smiled.
-"No, there is too much rules. And Malfoys' house is too big, it takes me like five minutes to get from my room to the dinning room." - Sighed Harry.
-"Yes, that's quite a drag. But it's similar to Hogwarts... you know, Gryffindor common room is not really close to the Great Hall either."
-"But there is no Draco Malfoy to give you hard time every time he sees you" - Harry said recalling all the things Draco said to him. -"Well actually there is..."
-"Complain to Ancilla" - suggested Ron.
-"There is no point in it, she can't do anything about it because it is not her house. If it was her house Draco could not say an ill word to me. And I don't want to bring her to quarrel with Lucius and Draco. Draco already finds her an outcast because she brought me to live with them" - Harry was saying. Ron did not hear this particular part of the conversation because the ice-cream arrived and he buried his spoon into it and started scooping it all out in large bites.
Sirius took out some money to pay for it all, but Harry did not let him insisting up to the point where he could fight Sirius.
-"She'll be mad at me if I did not spend any of this money. She says that she is taking care of me now and that I must feel financially secure at all the time."
-"Ask her if she could adopt me" - said Sirius with small smile.
Harry laughed.
Afterwards, they went to the Quidditch Supplies store. People were looking at Sirius doubtfully, the one who recognised him because he wasn't the fetch anymore who's picture appeared in the Daily Prophet, but Harry did not care. Sirius' name was finally cleared.
Ron was staring at the new model of Nimbus 2020. It was beautiful. It was not as proficient as Harry's Firebolt but it did look far more flashy with its silver handle.
-"Do you like it?" - asked him Harry with a small mysterious smile.
-"Yes, it is beautiful" - answered Ron utterly mesmerised.
-"Do you want it?"
-"I would give anything in the world to have it" - Ron's mouth were open.
Harry walked away from him to the counter. He purchased it for Ron. Than he walked back to where it was exposed, Ron was still in his former position -- staring at it.
-"This is for you" - Harry shoved it in his hands.
-"No, Harry, you shouldn't've" - Ron snapped.
-"Consider that your birthday present" - Harry frowned loudly.
-"Really?"
-"And you shan't get anything for your next birthday, either" - said Harry, crossing his fingers behind him.
-"Harry..."
-"What?"
-"I love you."
-"Do you love me?"
-"You know I do."
-"How much?"
-"A lot."
-"More than I love you?"
-"Certainly."
-"Lucius, I told you that that's impossible."
-"Fine, I love you two times more than you love me."
-"Lucius, I told you that that's impossible" - she snapped splashing him with some water from the channel. They were half-sitting half-lying through one of their rides in the gondola. It was night and the air was moistly. Lucius held Ancilla in his arms feeling her body against his. She had a simple shirt on and a short black skirt. All her clothes was made out of thin, body-fitting material, which felt sensual on light touch.
-"Did you know that they had not cleaned that channel for like four hundred years" - he sighed breathing into her hair.
Lucius was quite staring at the lights above. Muggle lights. And yet he did not care because the beauty of the city was so alluring that they had to see it all. Ancilla was notwithstanding another one of the Muggle haters, being a Pureblood.
-"Lucius."
-"What now?"
-"Am I beautiful?"
-"Yes."
-"The most beautiful?"
-"Yes."
-"Like, there is no woman nor there'll ever be a woman whose beauty could compare with mine."
-"Yes."
-"Am I more beautiful than Victoria?" - she sneered turning her face to him. He sighed deeply looking coldly into her eyes.
-"You know all these things already. -"Are you secretly hoping that I will push you down into the channel?"
-"If you are asking..." - Ancilla said naughty, getting up and jumping onto the side of the boat. The guy that was paddling lost his balance and fell swearing ruthlessly in Italian. -"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" - Lucius yelled getting up to get her to sit down but she pushed herself onto him and they both fell down into the channel.
Mouth full of dirty water, Lucius was barely able to swim to the nearby piece of sold land and climb outside. Previously refusing to help Ancilla get out, she pulled his legs when he was just about to get out and swimming away where the stairs were. She got out of the water her wet clothes stuck to her body. People stared but she was having so much fun.
Lucius got out second later followed by the paddler who were both swearing each one in their own language.
-"What the fuck was this for?" - he asked her grabbing her arm and walking her away. He paid the gondolier few too much money extra to forget about this. Water was dripping behind their footsteps.
-"Augh, you are squeezing it too hard, Lucius" - she whined in shrill tone. People stared that they passed muttering something to each out on the variety of languages, mostly Italian. They were walking towards the secret wizarding district on the other end of the town where they were staying.
-"You deserve it" - he snapped.
Ancilla suddenly stopped.
It was their first fight from when they got married.
One person would grieve to hear about that. Victoria Berger, former lover and 'love' of Lucius Malfoy while he was still with Narcissa, still loved him. But she was married to another person, close friend of Malfoys, Christian Avery. She was standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom staring neurotically at the pregnancy test.
-"Negative, just please be negative..." - she cried grabbing her pyjama and pulling it.
-"No" - she cried smashing the test on the wall as two blue lines appeared in the little white circles proving her concerns positive.
She cannot be pregnant. She needs to get Lucius back, she loves him, there is a career to pursuit. How could she do it if she's carrying Christian's child? She pitifully looked at herself in the mirror. She did not even love him, he loved her. Her decision for marriage was something wrong and she was full of remorse.
But no, Lucius picked Ancilla over her. She is ever prettier than Ancilla. And what's the most important was that she is about twenty years younger than Ancilla who's same age as Lucius.
Ancilla found Victoria as no treat to her ownership of Lucius. She was far more successful than Victoria. She's the rich one. She pitied Victoria because she earned her high position in the society by marrying an aged millionaire who Lucius later killed upon him finding out the affair between Lucius and Victoria. Hence he would kill Victoria and Lucius, Lucius killed him.
-"We're back" - yawned Ancilla as the limousine pulled in front of the Malfoy Manor. Lucius get out first holding the door for Ancilla. She straightened up and took off her shades. Sun was shinning brightly and she took off her blazer too being left in a sexy short tank top. Lucius took a hold around her thin waist and they walked together into the house.
Draco was waiting for them in the living room looking through the Daily Prophet idly, just like his father did.
-"Welcome back" - he smirked.
-"Potter was away for most of the time?" - Lucius asked bloodlessly.
-"Yes, he went over that poor Muggle-loving family's house, forgot what they were called" - said Draco putting the news paper down. Ancilla sat beside him, crossing her legs and turning to Draco, as she had sensually her finger beside her mouth.
-"Have you made sure that he didn't steal anything so he would give them and they would sell it, finally getting some money?" - Lucius asked sitting beside Ancilla and putting his arm around her. Draco saw that some red irritation was on the hand of his father. He questioned it.
-"That is just a skin irritation from the water in the channel" - Lucius said as Ancilla laughed cynically. Draco made a perplexed face expression.
-"How did you get it?"
-"I pushed him into the water" - Ancilla bellowed self-satisfied. Next thing she did was she yelled for some service. An old house elf came, afraid to come into the room.
-"Summon Master Harry" - she ordered caressing Lucius' leg with her hand.
-"Yes, Ma'am" - he said walking away. Harry finally came wearing some sort of old torn jeans and shirt that said 'Iron Maiden' on it. He got it from Bill. Bill loved Muggle music but this shirt was too small for him now.
-"Harry, how wonderful to see you" - she said getting up and giving Harry a hug and kiss on his cheek.
Lucius and Draco sent Harry lethal stares as she sat down beside Harry on the sofa opposite of them.
-"Harry, I told you to go and get some new clothes" - she snapped at him realising what he was wearing.
-"Uhm, I don't really care for it."
-"You actually wasted money on him? On his clothes?" - Draco asked looking down upon Harry.
-"You get more money that Harry does so shut up" - Ancilla snapped at him. He reminded Harry that this is not his house and left the room. Shortly after that Lucius decided to departure, too.
-"Where are you going?" - she whined getting up and standing beside him. He put his arms around her body pushing her closer.
-"We discussed this already. It is none of your business where I am going" - he said to her and she kissed him to shut him up.
-"Nevertheless, I don't recall you informing me about your whereabouts" - he told her coldly and they kissed several more time before he left the room.
And she sat down beside Harry and smiled heinously: -"I pushed him into the channel in Venice. Of course, I ended up there, too. But he has some red swellings and it itches him and I don't."
Harry smiled as a reply.
Lucius was not going anywhere where Ancilla would not allow him if she knew. He simply went over to Christian's for a drink and so they could exchange experiences.
-"Victoria's pregnant" - he smiled handing Lucius a glass of whisky and sitting down.
-"Congratulations" - Lucius tapped him on his shoulder.
-"I am so happy. I am finally going to become a father."
-"And I am so happy with Ancilla, thought she is the same bitch she was when she was small. She kicked me in the nuts so many times..."
-"What did you do to her?"
-"Oh, I usually tried to 'touch her', if you know what I mean."
-"Yeah, I remember her as a girl, she was mature for her age. So tell me, what did you do in Venice?"
-"Well" - Lucius frowned thinking what to say - "we just had a lot of sex. The other times we were either sleeping or eating or just looking around the town."
-"The sex part seems good to me. And eating and sleeping that's must. But sexing instead of looking around the town is better."
-"That's what I thought before but the city is wonderful. Ancilla was pushing and persuading me to have sex in church. We could get in during the night because we are wizards, of course, and do it in front of the altar, that was her plan. I was appalled by her kinkiness for the first time in my life, indeed."
Christian snickered.
-"You and your Catholicism. Tell her that if she wants sex in the church I would be more than happy to provide her... it could be easily arranged..."
-"Don't say that. I believe and respect the Lord. (Christian tried to snicker even more but Lucius looked grim)"
-"Lucius, loosen down. So you've killed so many people and you don't want to have sex in church? Ancilla is an atheist, as I recall?"
-"Yes, I had to pressure and blackmail her so we would get married in the church. She wanted to go to Stonehenge and wear black wedding gown. Even her father, Julius, would not let her do that if he still was alive. She misses him a lot..."
-"Than grant her something else if you are not willing to fuck her in the church."
-"What?" - Lucius asked.
-"Fuck her in Stonehenge."
And Christian perfectly guessed Ancilla. She would love to do that. And they also decided to have a double date so they could see their wives in deadly combat. They hated each other.
But right now she had some more important things to do -- spend some time with her adopted son, Harry. Harry laxed a lot of parental love and support and she will try to make-up as much as possible. Harry was her son already.
She told Harry some things about Lucius, and Harry laughed. They were still sitting in the living room talking.
-"I know I can be mean sometimes..."
Harry smiled at her.
-"Sirius wrote me" - Harry said suddenly. -"And I saw him while you were in Venice."
-"Oh really... did you invite him over to come?"
-"Lucius would kill me" - said Harry aghast on the thought of Lucius would do to him if he walked in onto Harry and Sirius having tea in his house.
-"He would kill me..." - smiled Ancilla. -"Remember Harry, whatever he does to you, he does it to me. He kicked you out, he kicked me out. If he hits you, I am going to hit him back for you" - she said getting up and pacing around the room.
Of course Ancilla have not informed Lucius about her idea to invite Sirius over. Otherwise he would be bitching at her as they were getting ready to go out.
-"Lucius should I wear this dress or this one" - she came to him whining and holding two dresses up. One was of maroon velvet and long; the other one was an ordinary short black dress.
-"It is fine with me if you go like that" - said Lucius combing his hair. She was standing at the threshold of the bathroom in her bra and underwear.
-"Yes and beside wearing that what else should I put over?" - she sighed.
Lucius glanced a look at her and answered coldly -"Nothing."
-"Lucius" - she whined, throwing the dresses on the bed behind her without fear that they will get wrinkled (she had so much other pieces of garments), and standing behind him holding him around his waist.
-"Lucius, you do want me to look better than Victoria and better than all the other harlots that will be present at the concert hall tonight" - she said touching his ear with the tip of her tongue. Lucius sighed letting down his comb when he was happy with the way his hair was and turning around to her.
-"Than you go like that" - he said rolling his eyes.
-"Maroon or black?" - she snapped.
-"Which one is shorter."
-"Black."
-"Amen to black one."
And Ancilla was ready in no time putting her shoes on. She got up staring at Lucius who still haven't picked which robes to wear.
-"Wear the pinstriped robes with black pants and white shirt" - she snapped at him pulling the garments out for him.
-"It doesn't match with my shoes" - he said putting it back into the closet.
-"Than change shoes" - she snarled at him. She hated waiting for him. She hated it so much that she got him dressed up in no time because he was far too slow.
-"Lets go" - she said pulling him behind her.
When they arrived into the concert hall Victoria and Christian were waiting for them already.
-"How splendid to see you" - said Ancilla heartily hugging Christian and giving him a small kiss on his cheek leaving dark lipstick on his skin. -"Hello" - she added coldly to Victoria.
-"What are we seeing?" - Lucius asked.
-"Victoria picked, it is 'Prince Igor'" - he said turning to Lucius. Victoria politely passed Ancilla two reservation tickets for a private parlour which she snatched from her adding maliciously: -"Ugly dress". Victoria's dress was something like what women wore during 1930's in America.
Ancilla fastened her step to catch up with Lucius and Christian as Victoria was left behind. Ancilla pushed between Lucius and Christian saying: -"Russian operas are so bad."
-"Do you think so?" - asked Christian stopping at the end of the queue.
-"Yeah, I am quite a minimalist if I could say so. You know, like Adams, Glass, and so on" - she commented.
-"Victoria likes Glass, too" - Lucius smiled.
-"How charming..." - Ancilla sneered as they gave their tickets and went inside. -"But I'd bet all my property up to the last knut that she doesn't understand him."
-"Oh yes I do, better than you, Deitrich, at least" - Victoria spat at her.
-"Oh whatever. Lets get some champagne before the opera starts" - Ancilla jerked Christian and Lucius towards the bar from the stairs.
-"What about my wife?" - Christian asked stopping.
-"You wife is going to go upstairs and occupy the parlour because she's clearly not wanted among your friends" - Ancilla said pulling him. Lucius had no objection with going to the bar with Victoria or even without anyone.
-"Victoria I am sorry..." - Christian turned to her. She was few steps up the stairs already.
-"It is okay" - she said turning around.
-"Victoria..." - he tried but Ancilla approached him and yanked his robes: -"She says it is okay."
And in the bar filled with dense cigarette smoke each had a drink.
Upon arriving into the parlour Victoria seemed more than displeased. Ere they arrived she swore like thousand times to herself that she is not coming to 50feet diameter from Ancilla ever again.
Ancilla carried a bottle of wine and poured everyone a glass full accept Victoria who declined offer.
-"You don't have to be so fussy. Just because I hate you does not mean I am going to be a bitch to you and do something like this" - Ancilla spilt the wine she held onto Victoria's dress. Neither Lucius nor Christian noticed because they were engaged at the conversation of their own at the moment and the flashy lights went dim.
Victoria went to the bathroom as Ancilla smirked continently holding Lucius' hand in her lap and overhearing the conversation between Lucius and Christian. Just as Victoria was back from the washroom all four of them felt it -- the Dark Mark was reawaken. It appeared suddenly out of nowhere on Ancilla's skin, bloody red skull with snake shouting out of its mouth.
-"Departure" - said Lucius quite dispirited getting up as everyone follower him. Victoria was a Death Eater, too.
The obscure ominous orb shaped line of people was standing all anxious to see what happens next. The Dark Lord greeted the inner fellowship of his followers by several Crucios. First one was maiden for Ancilla.
-"Ancilla Deitrich, how are we doing today?" - he asked her anomalously nicely.
-"Fine, thank you" - she answered in feeble voice. Lucius suddenly felt scared for her surveying Lord Voldemort's insipid face expression; he stood right beside Ancilla.
-"Try and remember what day is it" - he said nicely.
What day could it be... she thought hardly but nothing good enough for Voldemort came up to her mind. -"I do not know my Lord."
-"Today your mother died, tsk, tsk, tsk" - he said staring at her.
-"I did not remember..."
-"Disrespect towards your parents after they died. And such noble parents yet you had. Would Julius really allow this kind of well-being ere he died?"
-"I never showed my parents a smallest bit of disrespect" - she said.
-"Liar" - he snarled. He took out his wand and said quietly: -"Crucio."
Ancilla was tortured with it for quite a time. Than she was left on the floor. Lucius dared not to help her now. Later.
Lord Voldemort went around torturing few other unfortunate people then talking on and on about agony and suffering. He was in bad mood
They were finally dismissed. Lucius grabbed Ancilla's arm and apparated the to the Malfoy Manor.
As they entered the house she preferred to walk on her own ever though Lucius was bullying her into carrying her.
-"I can manage myself" - she grieved leaning on the wall. He body had no bruises, whatsoever inside she felt like her bones were wires and wires were pulled out through a gap in her feet.
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'I see hell in your eyes
Take it in by surprise
Touching you makes me feel alive
Touching you makes me die inside'