BLOOD FOR BLOOD WITHOUT REMORSE
III - The Birth of Sorrow
'Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep'
Advocating: blah, blah, nothing's mine accept the plot and some of the characters.
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-"Are you feeling well?" - Lucius asked her after she drunk a glass full of scotch. She turned to him and sat down beside him. She sighed softly.
-"Fair enough."
-"Yes, I know you hate when he does it. I don't know what's up with him tonight, he is in a really grumpy mood.
-"Grumpy enough to bitches me off for no reason. Of course I know it's my mother's deathday today. How would I forget that? But the question is how does HE know about it? My father could have told him of course, but was Lord Voldemort without anything else on his mind than to care when my mother have died?"
-"Go to sleep" - he told her pulling her up - "You need some rest. You are starting your work at Azkeban tomorrow."
Ancilla was a Governor of Azkeban for a considerable amount of time before she left England and travelled half way around the world to study magicks of different cultures. She was going to work there again. Last year, she worked as a teacher at Hogwarts teaching Defence against the Dark Arts. When the term starts, she will be managing two positions at once - Governing the Azkeban and teaching advanced course of understanding the Dark Arts at Hogwarts.
She was immodest about her abilities as a Governor because she had natural gift to control Dementors and their vile nature and nefarious spirit did not affect her in any way. And so far, of all the Governors Azkeban had in last fifty years, she was the best one, Minister Fudge commented her efficiency countless number of times. Dementors wrought at her orders listening to no one else except if they obtain her instructions to do so.
-"Good night" - she said kissing Lucius softly on cheek.
-"I love you" - he muttered smoothly before she left the room.
It was a good thing she went to sleep at that time. Next morning she could barely wake up. And why the hell would she care to work when she had enough money to support next ten generations after her. It was just the thing, she liked interfering with Azkeban and the Ministry. She certainly did not want to stay at home as a housewife, like Narcissa had done.
She pulled on some garments of dark colours she noticed first, like that black pinstriped executive blazer with matching skirt. She did not even feel like having a breakfast but she hurried to Azkeban.
Azkeban was a great fortress on the small island always in motion. It wasn't an island just a huge turtle always swimming, but every year it took the same route. Somewhere around June it was so close to England that you could actually see that land from the west side of the island.
The fortress, made out of waspish stone cubes, folded all together one on one gave impression of Medieval castles in Europe. The ones where they used to torture people that were supposedly witches (or warlocks), in pact with Satan, or just plain jolly oul heretics. Or all three at once. Lets get of the subject for a second, but interesting thing about torturing those people was that after they tortured them for first time, they would tell the truth how they none of the above. But after second torturing, people would confess anything, just anything. That is interesting fact.
Never the less, you could Apparate to Azkeban, but it was a nasty business because you never knew where it was. Simple alternative was to go to the building of the Ministry of Magic where the portal, guarded by several smelly large trolls, was.
And when you entered the castle there were two ways you could go. You could go through an ominous doors leading you to where the cells were or through a passageway that was guarded by patronus. Ancilla picked the one with patronus of course. There was a long hallway bathed in gold and baroque. Down the hall was the Governor's office that was joined to Assistant's office. She entered it.
She was an atheist but she crossed herself before coming in. Lee Jordan was in there sitting at Governor's table.
-"Professor Deitrich..." - he beamed mirthfully getting up and greeting her with peck on her cheek.
-"What are you doing here?" - she snarled at him.
-"I thought how much I am going to miss my favourite Hogwarts teacher that used to give me out death threats when I wouldn't behave so I decided that the best thing to do was to go and work with her. In Azkeban! Just the place where you took me once as a part of my punishment" - he said pushing his dreads back. He wore Rastafarian robes like he was in Jamaica.
-"You're fired" - she said coldly to him sitting in her seat. They still haven't changed the chair from when she worked there. Same leather.
-"You cannot fire me" - he said to her sitting on the other side of the table and putting his legs on it.
-"Watch me" - she said emotionlessly.
-"No, don't!" - he shrieked. -"I want to be here... with you... I am not leaving you, Ancilla Deitrich, not after all that happened between us."
-"Yes, and what do you refer under 'after all that happened to us'?"
-"I don't know. I guess there was nothing... unfortunately... but there could be..." - he smiled puppishly. She sighed getting sick of all those games Jordan and the Weasley twins used to pull on her. Eventually, last year, all three of them had 'crush' on her. George Weasley even proposed her to marry her in front of all the class and she gave him detention. That was all joke but it pissed her off something... well most of the times to state myself correct.
-"Fine, you can stay only if you promise me that there will be nothing..." - she sighed scanning the desk.
-"Thank you, thank you" - he said kneeling in front of her.
It was a day after Harry's birthday. First time in his life he received a decent present from his guardian. It was beyond decent. Ancilla bought him bunch of signed robes and mechanises, all sighed from the Puddlemere Quidditch team, Harry's favourite Quidditch team. There was a broom that the Seeker used to ride until Ancilla bought it off for Harry. And Draco gave him their elf's table cloth. Poor elf was hidden in the kitchens unable to walk around the house naked. Lucius' present was acceptable: book about history of the Dark Arts which exalted the Dark Side. Harry remembered what happened only few years ago when Lucius Malfoy accidentally switched himself with Arthur Weasley so they were each other. Harry was over Weasleys' and Lucius, in the skin of Arthur's, was tormenting everyone with his insults and getting drunk constantly (A/N: please read "Switched Identities - Lucius Malfoy and Arthur Weasley").
Even the Dursley coterie granted Harry a nice present. He suspected Ancilla threatened them to get something appropriate for Harry. For the first time in his life, Harry held a gameboy with bunch of games.
And than the next morning something vicious woke him up; sharp pain through his scar, almost whole forehead. It was nesting there for few long seconds making him delirious. And it was gone the next moment making him feel strangely content and eased. Harry had no clue what was it about but he slept as a baby that morning.
Another strange thing that happened that day was Sirius Black. He came to Malfoy Manor to visit Harry. Harry thanked the Lord that Lucius was at work and Draco was probably somewhere like Crabbe's or Goyle's, or Crabbe's and Goyle's (there could not be two households with such highly concentrated stupidity anywhere in the world). Anyway, Sirius came telling Harry in strange voice that he wanted to talk to him.
-"What is it?" - Harry asked as they were sitting in the living room.
-"It is a very happy news. Lord Voldemort is defeated." - He said. Than suddenly Harry cheered realising what was the pain that morning about. This was the best late birthday present he could wish for.
Harry was not calm until he heard all the details of the conquering.
-"What is all the commotion there?" - voice rang through the living room. For a split moment Harry dreaded it was Lucius but he turned around and it was Ancilla standing on the threshold.
-"The Order of Phoenix defeated Lord Voldemort" - Sirius said calmly. Ancilla dropped all that she was holding - a cup of coffee and a witch journal - and opened her eyes so big.
Sirius just wanted to say something else when she dropped unconsciousness on the tiled floor. Sirius picked her up taking her upstairs to her bedroom. Harry was following them but as soon as he reached the top of the stairs he heard someone come in. 'Not Lucius, just not Lucius', he thought. And it was not Lucius. It was Draco.
-"I'll distract him away from upstairs" - said Harry going downstairs.
Sirius realised after Harry run downstairs to 'greet' Draco that he had no idea what room was Ancilla sleeping in and where to take her. So he ended up opening the door of every room looking what was inside. Luckily, seventh from the right was hers because he saw a silky white dress spread smoothly on the armchair. He carried her in and let her down on the bed. When he unbuttoned all the buttons on her blazer (for air to come in supposedly) he had realising how beautiful her breast are that were exposed under her bra. He went to the bathroom and carried some water in his palms. Slowly, he spread it over her face and neck. She moaned softly opening her eyes.
-"You are lying" - she said finally gazing into his eyes and seeing her clear reflection.
-"I wouldn't lie about something as this" - Sirius smiled.
-"How did you do it?"
-"We set a trap for him in the Riddle house. We spread the Happy Potion over the floors and all the happiness melted him." - He said looking at her.
-"I see" - she said straightening up. -"Why did you unbutton my blazer?"
-"I thought you needed some air" - Sirius said blushing.
-"I breath through my nose, you know" - she said putting her hand on his face. That movement made Sirius forget why he came here, entirely - to inform Harry about Lord Voldemort. And could have done it by mail, guessed now.
-"I just tried to find a good excuse to see your naked body" - he said sincerely.
-"Really?" - she asked with an under gaze.
-"Yes" - Sirius frowned. -"I am sorry... I know you love Lucius... I shall go-"
Unable to finish because she pressed her lips against his and pushed her tongue inside. Of course it was wrong what she was doing. But she did it so many times before. Those weren't the times she was married to a man she loves so much. But who could guarantee her that Lucius shall never cheat on her.
Sirius had a high attraction for Ancilla from the last time he saw her. But that time he had no chance to show her what would he would do with her naked. Her body was soft and he kissed her everywhere. She did not have to do anything accept lay there breathlessly. In her opinion, Sirius was almost as good as Lucius but far more gentle with handling her.
-"Do you want to do it?" - he asked her sticking his tongue into her ear.
-"Auuuu... do what?" - she asked turning herself around and facing him.
-"Sex?" - he said coldly.
-"I am a virgin" - she said breathing in his lips.
-"Then I'm going to take your virginity away" - he said opening her legs and putting it in.
They were so lucky that Sirius was so fast with finishing. Draco Malfoy walked in a moment later after she laid onto his bare chest breathing heavily and reaching for a cigarette.
-"Father, I wanted to ask you about..." - he stared breathless at the sight.
-"Oh no..." - Ancilla whined putting her hand over her face.
-"I am sorry" - Draco said with eyes wide open and slamming the door.
-"Oh shit" - snarled Ancilla pushing Sirius out of the bed. -"Get dressed, now!"
Sirius did so. She was dressed already.
-"Now out. I have to get to Draco before he has chance to rattle this out to anyone" - she was saying pushing him outside the room and walking in to the other direction of the hallway.
Sirius met Harry at the middle of hallway coming to him from the other way.
-"Did you see Draco? I couldn't stop him from going upstairs, he said he needs to talk to his father..." - spoke Harry talking quickly.
At the entrance door they were about to part and Sirius reached for the handle to open the door when someone who opened them from the other side came in, someone they dreaded to see -- Lucius Malfoy.
-"Black..." - he growled quietly dangerously narrowing his deamonic eyes.
-"Hello" - Sirius said politely as Harry ducked closing his eyes from Lucius' deadly 'what the fuck is he doing here?' stare.
-"What are you doing here?" - Lucius snarled slamming the door behind him.
-"Lord Voldemort is defeated. I came to inform my godson that he was..." - Sirius never got to finish because Lucius cut in: - "And what are you still doing here?"
Ancilla combed all the rooms finding Draco finally in his bedroom stretched out on the bed. She smoothed her hair as she approached him. He sniggered ethereally.
-"Hah... Father will be delighted to throw you out among with that Potter pig when he finds out about the little... adultery of yours."
-"First, he cannot throw me out because even if he does it is not like I have nowhere to go. Second, he shall not find out about it" - she said rigidly. Draco called her to come over with his middle finger. She sat on his bed and he put his head into her lap.
-"Do you have some blasphemous deal to offer me so I would save my marriage?" - she asked. He looked up to her stroking her face.
-"Call it what ever you want, of course, I do have it. It can be either a nice deal, if you are willing to co-operate or a blackmailing, which will turns into a rape," - he said in mystic wheezing voice.
Ancilla overly fell uncomfortable being so close to Draco because he was like her son to her.
-"I cannot do it, Draco, I shall not have sex with you" - she said sighing.
-"Then you shall leave this house forever."
-"Draco, it is against all of my morals" - she said pushing him off her lap and getting up.
-"You are not administrated to talk about morals, dear" - Draco said getting up after her.
-"Yes, I am" - she snapped at him.
-"Okay, you know what, think about this. I shall give you some time to think... if you refuse... well, then, err, Father shan't be happy and you want to make Father happy, don't you?" - He spoke to her in oily voice.
-"Draco, you should think if that would be right. Now, I am ready to provide you with variety of Dark Arts objects that you would be delighted to posses." - She said quietly. Draco reached to kiss her lightly and she allowed.
She was about to leave and he asked her for a cigarette.
-"If Lucius finds out you will be so dead" - she said giving him one and taking one herself.
-"I'll risk" - Draco said taking out his lighter and lighting her cigarette. Just at that moment Lucius' comes.
-"Draco, I daresay you are not smoking" - Lucius said. Draco abruptly, before his father had a chance to notice it, shoved Ancilla's cigarette into his side robe pocket.
-"No, I am just being a gentleman and lighting Ancilla's cigarette" - Draco said innocently.
-"I see. So have you heard the news?" - he asked.
-"Yes" - Ancilla and Draco chorus. -"The Dark Lord is finally defeated. We need to pull the Death Eater meeting" - Ancilla said gravely.
-"Let someone else pull it, the organisation is too much commotion" - Lucius said lightly going back outside the room.
-"When you are finished with your cigarette, would you please come to the lunch" - he informed Ancilla and asked Draco if he shall descend to the dinning room now or wait for Ancilla. He decided to wait.
-"Why is he so stiff?" - Ancilla asked sitting down.
-"He could maybe know about your little naughty adventure" - Draco said sitting beside her and putting his arm around her.
-"Maybe he doesn't but if he enters the room right now he shan't be happy to see you with your arm around me."
-"It will be both of our faults. And you poor girl didn't even want to cheat on him... tsk, tsk, tsk,.." - Draco said suddenly burring his lips into her neck.
-"Draco, he can come in" - she wailed giving no resistance.
Draco, with a jerk, got up to lock his door, but Ancilla was faster reaching for her wand and doing in.
-"Look, honey" - he paced to her kneeling beside her legs - "all I am asking for is one experience but I want it to be great."
Ancilla stared at him coldly and threw her cigarette out of the window telling him that they should go and join for lunch.
As they walked down the endless hallways he started a conversation.
-"Aren't you worried for the defeating of the Dark Lord? I mean, last time there were all the trials and many people got prosecuted..."
-"Believe me, I have the power to get myself out of the trouble now. My father died. I inherited not only a monstrous fortune from him but power. Power at the Ministry, power in the world. I have all the connections to get myself out of anything. I can and I will get your father, too, out of anything" - she said.
It was a bit of a shock sitting down at the table and realising that Sirius was there, too. He mutely greeted Ancilla.
-"Ancilla, are you all right about all this with Voldemort? You look down" - Harry said to her. He was sitting at her right side. Sirius was right in front of her beside Draco.
-"No" - she said curtly.
-"Are you sure?" - Lucius raised her eyebrows.
-"Yes."
It was puzzling Ancilla why Lucius kept Sirius for lunch. Could he know possibly? Would Sirius do that to her and rattle it out. Certainly, Lucius had his own methods of getting things out of people and therefore she tried her best to look like nothing suspicious happened. Draco won't tell Lucius, he lusted her too much.
It was all awkward.
Lucius started the lengthily and detailed interrogation of Sirius about all that Sirius knew about Voldemort's downfall and Lucius did not. Ancilla listened with caution, too.
The very same day the Death Eater meeting was called.
-"This is outrageous!" - yelled an aged dark wizard smoothing his hair (what was left of it).
-"But we got our fair share out of this" - beamed another one, younger.
-"What do you mean by that, Aleister?"
-"We have our little rat on the leash" - he sneered snapping his fingers and Peter Petigrew appeared in the chamber. All the present clansmen stared at the wretched figure of a fetch. Peter was chained and weeping for help.
They tortured him. It brought in spirit into the grieved ones who knew that the Ministry is looking for them. On the other hand, Ancilla, who was utterly calm and confident, blocked the charm of someone named Aleister Crowley (the person who brought in Peter Petigrew). If she didn't do that Peter would be dead now. He was already on the merge of entering the underworld, unconsciousness, lying with bruises all over him.
People turned to her, staring. She stepped out of the mass.
-"Do you think that killing this woeful excuse for a man will help you in any way?" - she asked in firm voice.
The wizards wanted to rebel against but they all answered with yes.
-"That will not help. He is just a little rat doomed to failure from when his lame mother got him out of herself" - she said kicking Peter's corpse.
-"Will you let me finish him?!" - snarled Aleister.
-"No" - she said simply.
-"Step back or I am calling for a wizarding duel" - he said to her in her face.
-"Apologise" - she ordered.
-"For what?"
-"For disobeying me and interrupting the thread of my thoughts" - she said softly.
Aleister spat in her face turning around. Next thing everyone knew was that she pulled our her wand and muttered something in some foreign language. Aleister's flesh tore. His skull cracked open and his guts flew everywhere as people ducked to escavate the waste.
People around her all armed for the attack but without moving a slightest bit she repelled them with an invisible shield. The shield took their wands away and they were disarmed.
Of course, Lucius was wise. He stood in the corned with Christian and several other Death Eaters who knew that if they joined Ancilla's coup they would not be so well. They waited to see what she was about to do. These were the inner circle of Lord Voldemort.
-"Now, listen to me carefully, every word I utter missed can cost you your good-for-nothing life. You think that you are so brave and ruthless? And you allow your Master to be beaten by some rueful bunch of warlocks who call themselves Order of Phoenix. Well you know what, fuck you."
-"What should we do?" - asked an elderly wizard that was previously arguing.
-"Think" - she said hitting him on his head.
-"Go and revenge them? Revenge the death of our master?" - said another one with moronic face.
-"Now we are thinking" - said Ancilla slyly giving a shrewd smile to the one who said it.
-"Lets go and revenge Lord Voldemort!" - the mass yelled. After they got their wands back they all Apparated. Ancilla have told them where the Phoenix headquarters supposedly were. There, large group of Dementors waited for them.
-"Job done" - Ancilla said smiling and walking towards the clique of wizards that stood in the corner.
-"Wow, you've gotten us rid of all the slime" - beamed Macnair.
-"I know. You can thank me tomorrow after you read the Daily Prophet."
Every wizards that was there reached for his copy of the Daily Prophet in the morning, first thing.
DARK WIZARDS DEFEATED BY THE DEMENTORS
Last night, a large group of former Death Eaters was do-souled by the Dementors
Said on the cover page of the Daily Prophet. Lucius smiled to Ancilla as she was crossing with her hand over his naked chest. They were still in the bed.
-"You're ingenious" - Lucius said to her turning around and lying onto her, kissing her.
-"Once again" - she asked him.
-"Of course" - he said talking into her skin.
If you want to know what happened to Peter, he got enslaved by other Death Eaters, and they used him as a lab mice, doing all the experiment on him.
Harry was supposed to be the one to beat Lord Voldemort, wasn't he?
He was in somewhat mellow mood the morning he was supposed to be going to the Diagon Alley. Ancilla had had no time to take him earlier so that day she decided to bring Harry with her to work and later they could go to London and buy school supplies because term was starting in only few days.
Draco was also going -- Lucius was so busy with all the commotion at the Ministry caused by the defeat of the Lord Voldemort that he wrought day and night. Highly grumpy that morning Draco lowered the staircase going to the dinning room. His father was just leaving, standing and giving Ancilla a long kiss. Their arms were locked around each other.
Draco took advantage of his father's absence and sat where his father always sat, the head of the table. Ancilla commented nothing on this, saying:
-"I assume you are ready, Draco."
Harry's face was buried in his porridge bowl.
-"Your assumptions are correct, stepmother" - said Draco taking some coffee.
-"Don't call me like that" - she gnarled at him.
-"Why are you so tense for goodness sake?" - Draco asked her.
-"I have many trials to go to today. You know, the followers of Lord Voldemort that have not been de-souled by the Dementors, neither the ones who succeed to clear up their name. I must be there" - she was saying.
-"So you were planning to take us with you to the court?" - Draco asked.
-"Of course not, you are staying at Azkeban" - she said watching Draco narrow his eyes.
Draco was quiet. Harry grieved the thought of it. Ancilla knows about his fear of Dementors, he had told her. Is she going to do something about that?
Ere they departured, Ancilla explained how shall they arrive to Azkeban. Draco and Harry will get by the Floo Powder to the Diagon Alley whilst she Apparates. There, they will meet in front of the Ministry building and she'll take them by the portal to Azkeban. And that's the way it was.
Harry was anxious, standing in front of the Azkeban fortress but Ancilla pushed him foreword. He noticed quench in Draco's step encouraging him to enter the building. Temporary coldness passed as Ancilla pulled him into the entrance with Patronus. In her office, waited Lee Jordan. Harry entirely forgot that he's working there, too.
-"Harry" - Lee jumped as he saw them enter the cabinet.
-"What are you doing in my office?" - snarled Ancilla at him. Draco quietly picked a seat and sat down. He did not feel welcome.
-"I was just tidying it up" - said Lee in what he found to be innocent tone. Ancilla did not even want to think what was he doing in there.
-"Oh, really" - she said in sullen voice sitting down in her chair - "Where's the schedule for today?"
-"Here it is, Professor Deitrich" - he said passing her a sheet of paper.
-"I am not your professor anymore" - she snapped reading it.
-"Sit down Harry" - Lee told him merrily.
-"Governor..." - he went on again.
-"What do you want, Lee?"
-"May I ask you why did you bring a company today to work?"
-"No."
-"Come on, Ancilla, tell me" - he whined.
-"Didn't I tell you I am going to fire you?" - she said in strict voice looking up at him.
-"Noooooo..." - said he in Jim Carrey voice.
-"Then, I am warning you now, I swear we are not in a classroom anymore, I can kick you out anytime I want" - she told him.
-"Yes, Governor" - he sighed strolling off to his office and beckoning Harry to follow him. Harry waited for Ancilla's approval which she gave him with a desecrate head nod.
Harry explained Lee everything why they are here. Lee was happy to have him in as a company.
-"You are going to leave me alone here when you go for trials" - muttered Draco.
-"You can go and take a walk around the prison if you wish" - she replied coldly.
-"Can't I go to the Diagon Alley?" - asked Draco.
-"No" - she answered curtly.
-"Why?"
-"Because I said so" - she said going back to reading her schedule.
-"You are not my mother" - he told her in offensive voice, trying to hurt her.
-"I love you like I was your mother" - Ancilla said in feeble voice.
-"You have no reason to, you will never be mother. I don't care what my father thinks and the way he treated Narcissa, I want her back. I am feed up with all your autocratic shit." - he sneered at her.
-"Then go and talk to your father about that" - she said. She was trying to hide that Draco made her cry.
-"I will. I hate you for what you are doing to him. That time it was Sirius. Who else was it? I don't know how Father can oversee what you are doing behind his back... You're all bossy and bitchy all the time, raised as the heir of such a fortune.
"All the things you've done to him during past years... all the sorrow and pain he was feeling when you just left him, married another man and went away... If you truly loved him would you do it?
"And now? I walk in and see you in bed with another men. You are a traitor and you are trying to ruin my father's life"
He said it all to her in such malicious voice. Ancilla raised up her head piercing Draco's skin with her eyes.
-"You are telling me that I am trying to ruin Lucius' life? Did I blackmail you to have sex with me?" - she cried. Her eyes were red and bloodshot.
-"Die... world would be better off without you" - Draco told her coldly. Ancilla sighed grabbing her purse and slamming the door behind her.
-"Did she just leave?" - peeked Lee's head through the door of his office. Governor's office was conjoined with assistant's.
-"Yes" - Draco sneered. Did he feel content with himself now? He loved her. This malicious, he wanted to get her back for showing all that love to his father. He deserved her.
At the same time, in the other room, Draco and Lee were having blasting time being unaware why Ancilla left at all.
At two, she came back to take them to Diagon Alley. This time, Lee did not vex her because she looked ready to kill. Harry asked her calmly if he could meet Ron in Diagon Alley and go with him shopping but she answered no in such tone that he would rather let himself be lynched than object.
She avoided Draco's stare because it troubled her.
When they reached the Ministry building and was going towards the exit, Ancilla stopped to say hello to few of her Irish friends.
-"I wish I was Irish so I could join myself to your conversation" - drawled Draco melancholically in loud voice. Ancilla shouted a stare at him saying goodbye to her friends.
-"Are you blithe now?" - she asked him.
-"Yes" - he said to her.
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'Give me sixty-nine years
Another season in this hell
It's all sex and death
As far as eyes can tell'
III - The Birth of Sorrow
'Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep'
Advocating: blah, blah, nothing's mine accept the plot and some of the characters.
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-"Are you feeling well?" - Lucius asked her after she drunk a glass full of scotch. She turned to him and sat down beside him. She sighed softly.
-"Fair enough."
-"Yes, I know you hate when he does it. I don't know what's up with him tonight, he is in a really grumpy mood.
-"Grumpy enough to bitches me off for no reason. Of course I know it's my mother's deathday today. How would I forget that? But the question is how does HE know about it? My father could have told him of course, but was Lord Voldemort without anything else on his mind than to care when my mother have died?"
-"Go to sleep" - he told her pulling her up - "You need some rest. You are starting your work at Azkeban tomorrow."
Ancilla was a Governor of Azkeban for a considerable amount of time before she left England and travelled half way around the world to study magicks of different cultures. She was going to work there again. Last year, she worked as a teacher at Hogwarts teaching Defence against the Dark Arts. When the term starts, she will be managing two positions at once - Governing the Azkeban and teaching advanced course of understanding the Dark Arts at Hogwarts.
She was immodest about her abilities as a Governor because she had natural gift to control Dementors and their vile nature and nefarious spirit did not affect her in any way. And so far, of all the Governors Azkeban had in last fifty years, she was the best one, Minister Fudge commented her efficiency countless number of times. Dementors wrought at her orders listening to no one else except if they obtain her instructions to do so.
-"Good night" - she said kissing Lucius softly on cheek.
-"I love you" - he muttered smoothly before she left the room.
It was a good thing she went to sleep at that time. Next morning she could barely wake up. And why the hell would she care to work when she had enough money to support next ten generations after her. It was just the thing, she liked interfering with Azkeban and the Ministry. She certainly did not want to stay at home as a housewife, like Narcissa had done.
She pulled on some garments of dark colours she noticed first, like that black pinstriped executive blazer with matching skirt. She did not even feel like having a breakfast but she hurried to Azkeban.
Azkeban was a great fortress on the small island always in motion. It wasn't an island just a huge turtle always swimming, but every year it took the same route. Somewhere around June it was so close to England that you could actually see that land from the west side of the island.
The fortress, made out of waspish stone cubes, folded all together one on one gave impression of Medieval castles in Europe. The ones where they used to torture people that were supposedly witches (or warlocks), in pact with Satan, or just plain jolly oul heretics. Or all three at once. Lets get of the subject for a second, but interesting thing about torturing those people was that after they tortured them for first time, they would tell the truth how they none of the above. But after second torturing, people would confess anything, just anything. That is interesting fact.
Never the less, you could Apparate to Azkeban, but it was a nasty business because you never knew where it was. Simple alternative was to go to the building of the Ministry of Magic where the portal, guarded by several smelly large trolls, was.
And when you entered the castle there were two ways you could go. You could go through an ominous doors leading you to where the cells were or through a passageway that was guarded by patronus. Ancilla picked the one with patronus of course. There was a long hallway bathed in gold and baroque. Down the hall was the Governor's office that was joined to Assistant's office. She entered it.
She was an atheist but she crossed herself before coming in. Lee Jordan was in there sitting at Governor's table.
-"Professor Deitrich..." - he beamed mirthfully getting up and greeting her with peck on her cheek.
-"What are you doing here?" - she snarled at him.
-"I thought how much I am going to miss my favourite Hogwarts teacher that used to give me out death threats when I wouldn't behave so I decided that the best thing to do was to go and work with her. In Azkeban! Just the place where you took me once as a part of my punishment" - he said pushing his dreads back. He wore Rastafarian robes like he was in Jamaica.
-"You're fired" - she said coldly to him sitting in her seat. They still haven't changed the chair from when she worked there. Same leather.
-"You cannot fire me" - he said to her sitting on the other side of the table and putting his legs on it.
-"Watch me" - she said emotionlessly.
-"No, don't!" - he shrieked. -"I want to be here... with you... I am not leaving you, Ancilla Deitrich, not after all that happened between us."
-"Yes, and what do you refer under 'after all that happened to us'?"
-"I don't know. I guess there was nothing... unfortunately... but there could be..." - he smiled puppishly. She sighed getting sick of all those games Jordan and the Weasley twins used to pull on her. Eventually, last year, all three of them had 'crush' on her. George Weasley even proposed her to marry her in front of all the class and she gave him detention. That was all joke but it pissed her off something... well most of the times to state myself correct.
-"Fine, you can stay only if you promise me that there will be nothing..." - she sighed scanning the desk.
-"Thank you, thank you" - he said kneeling in front of her.
It was a day after Harry's birthday. First time in his life he received a decent present from his guardian. It was beyond decent. Ancilla bought him bunch of signed robes and mechanises, all sighed from the Puddlemere Quidditch team, Harry's favourite Quidditch team. There was a broom that the Seeker used to ride until Ancilla bought it off for Harry. And Draco gave him their elf's table cloth. Poor elf was hidden in the kitchens unable to walk around the house naked. Lucius' present was acceptable: book about history of the Dark Arts which exalted the Dark Side. Harry remembered what happened only few years ago when Lucius Malfoy accidentally switched himself with Arthur Weasley so they were each other. Harry was over Weasleys' and Lucius, in the skin of Arthur's, was tormenting everyone with his insults and getting drunk constantly (A/N: please read "Switched Identities - Lucius Malfoy and Arthur Weasley").
Even the Dursley coterie granted Harry a nice present. He suspected Ancilla threatened them to get something appropriate for Harry. For the first time in his life, Harry held a gameboy with bunch of games.
And than the next morning something vicious woke him up; sharp pain through his scar, almost whole forehead. It was nesting there for few long seconds making him delirious. And it was gone the next moment making him feel strangely content and eased. Harry had no clue what was it about but he slept as a baby that morning.
Another strange thing that happened that day was Sirius Black. He came to Malfoy Manor to visit Harry. Harry thanked the Lord that Lucius was at work and Draco was probably somewhere like Crabbe's or Goyle's, or Crabbe's and Goyle's (there could not be two households with such highly concentrated stupidity anywhere in the world). Anyway, Sirius came telling Harry in strange voice that he wanted to talk to him.
-"What is it?" - Harry asked as they were sitting in the living room.
-"It is a very happy news. Lord Voldemort is defeated." - He said. Than suddenly Harry cheered realising what was the pain that morning about. This was the best late birthday present he could wish for.
Harry was not calm until he heard all the details of the conquering.
-"What is all the commotion there?" - voice rang through the living room. For a split moment Harry dreaded it was Lucius but he turned around and it was Ancilla standing on the threshold.
-"The Order of Phoenix defeated Lord Voldemort" - Sirius said calmly. Ancilla dropped all that she was holding - a cup of coffee and a witch journal - and opened her eyes so big.
Sirius just wanted to say something else when she dropped unconsciousness on the tiled floor. Sirius picked her up taking her upstairs to her bedroom. Harry was following them but as soon as he reached the top of the stairs he heard someone come in. 'Not Lucius, just not Lucius', he thought. And it was not Lucius. It was Draco.
-"I'll distract him away from upstairs" - said Harry going downstairs.
Sirius realised after Harry run downstairs to 'greet' Draco that he had no idea what room was Ancilla sleeping in and where to take her. So he ended up opening the door of every room looking what was inside. Luckily, seventh from the right was hers because he saw a silky white dress spread smoothly on the armchair. He carried her in and let her down on the bed. When he unbuttoned all the buttons on her blazer (for air to come in supposedly) he had realising how beautiful her breast are that were exposed under her bra. He went to the bathroom and carried some water in his palms. Slowly, he spread it over her face and neck. She moaned softly opening her eyes.
-"You are lying" - she said finally gazing into his eyes and seeing her clear reflection.
-"I wouldn't lie about something as this" - Sirius smiled.
-"How did you do it?"
-"We set a trap for him in the Riddle house. We spread the Happy Potion over the floors and all the happiness melted him." - He said looking at her.
-"I see" - she said straightening up. -"Why did you unbutton my blazer?"
-"I thought you needed some air" - Sirius said blushing.
-"I breath through my nose, you know" - she said putting her hand on his face. That movement made Sirius forget why he came here, entirely - to inform Harry about Lord Voldemort. And could have done it by mail, guessed now.
-"I just tried to find a good excuse to see your naked body" - he said sincerely.
-"Really?" - she asked with an under gaze.
-"Yes" - Sirius frowned. -"I am sorry... I know you love Lucius... I shall go-"
Unable to finish because she pressed her lips against his and pushed her tongue inside. Of course it was wrong what she was doing. But she did it so many times before. Those weren't the times she was married to a man she loves so much. But who could guarantee her that Lucius shall never cheat on her.
Sirius had a high attraction for Ancilla from the last time he saw her. But that time he had no chance to show her what would he would do with her naked. Her body was soft and he kissed her everywhere. She did not have to do anything accept lay there breathlessly. In her opinion, Sirius was almost as good as Lucius but far more gentle with handling her.
-"Do you want to do it?" - he asked her sticking his tongue into her ear.
-"Auuuu... do what?" - she asked turning herself around and facing him.
-"Sex?" - he said coldly.
-"I am a virgin" - she said breathing in his lips.
-"Then I'm going to take your virginity away" - he said opening her legs and putting it in.
They were so lucky that Sirius was so fast with finishing. Draco Malfoy walked in a moment later after she laid onto his bare chest breathing heavily and reaching for a cigarette.
-"Father, I wanted to ask you about..." - he stared breathless at the sight.
-"Oh no..." - Ancilla whined putting her hand over her face.
-"I am sorry" - Draco said with eyes wide open and slamming the door.
-"Oh shit" - snarled Ancilla pushing Sirius out of the bed. -"Get dressed, now!"
Sirius did so. She was dressed already.
-"Now out. I have to get to Draco before he has chance to rattle this out to anyone" - she was saying pushing him outside the room and walking in to the other direction of the hallway.
Sirius met Harry at the middle of hallway coming to him from the other way.
-"Did you see Draco? I couldn't stop him from going upstairs, he said he needs to talk to his father..." - spoke Harry talking quickly.
At the entrance door they were about to part and Sirius reached for the handle to open the door when someone who opened them from the other side came in, someone they dreaded to see -- Lucius Malfoy.
-"Black..." - he growled quietly dangerously narrowing his deamonic eyes.
-"Hello" - Sirius said politely as Harry ducked closing his eyes from Lucius' deadly 'what the fuck is he doing here?' stare.
-"What are you doing here?" - Lucius snarled slamming the door behind him.
-"Lord Voldemort is defeated. I came to inform my godson that he was..." - Sirius never got to finish because Lucius cut in: - "And what are you still doing here?"
Ancilla combed all the rooms finding Draco finally in his bedroom stretched out on the bed. She smoothed her hair as she approached him. He sniggered ethereally.
-"Hah... Father will be delighted to throw you out among with that Potter pig when he finds out about the little... adultery of yours."
-"First, he cannot throw me out because even if he does it is not like I have nowhere to go. Second, he shall not find out about it" - she said rigidly. Draco called her to come over with his middle finger. She sat on his bed and he put his head into her lap.
-"Do you have some blasphemous deal to offer me so I would save my marriage?" - she asked. He looked up to her stroking her face.
-"Call it what ever you want, of course, I do have it. It can be either a nice deal, if you are willing to co-operate or a blackmailing, which will turns into a rape," - he said in mystic wheezing voice.
Ancilla overly fell uncomfortable being so close to Draco because he was like her son to her.
-"I cannot do it, Draco, I shall not have sex with you" - she said sighing.
-"Then you shall leave this house forever."
-"Draco, it is against all of my morals" - she said pushing him off her lap and getting up.
-"You are not administrated to talk about morals, dear" - Draco said getting up after her.
-"Yes, I am" - she snapped at him.
-"Okay, you know what, think about this. I shall give you some time to think... if you refuse... well, then, err, Father shan't be happy and you want to make Father happy, don't you?" - He spoke to her in oily voice.
-"Draco, you should think if that would be right. Now, I am ready to provide you with variety of Dark Arts objects that you would be delighted to posses." - She said quietly. Draco reached to kiss her lightly and she allowed.
She was about to leave and he asked her for a cigarette.
-"If Lucius finds out you will be so dead" - she said giving him one and taking one herself.
-"I'll risk" - Draco said taking out his lighter and lighting her cigarette. Just at that moment Lucius' comes.
-"Draco, I daresay you are not smoking" - Lucius said. Draco abruptly, before his father had a chance to notice it, shoved Ancilla's cigarette into his side robe pocket.
-"No, I am just being a gentleman and lighting Ancilla's cigarette" - Draco said innocently.
-"I see. So have you heard the news?" - he asked.
-"Yes" - Ancilla and Draco chorus. -"The Dark Lord is finally defeated. We need to pull the Death Eater meeting" - Ancilla said gravely.
-"Let someone else pull it, the organisation is too much commotion" - Lucius said lightly going back outside the room.
-"When you are finished with your cigarette, would you please come to the lunch" - he informed Ancilla and asked Draco if he shall descend to the dinning room now or wait for Ancilla. He decided to wait.
-"Why is he so stiff?" - Ancilla asked sitting down.
-"He could maybe know about your little naughty adventure" - Draco said sitting beside her and putting his arm around her.
-"Maybe he doesn't but if he enters the room right now he shan't be happy to see you with your arm around me."
-"It will be both of our faults. And you poor girl didn't even want to cheat on him... tsk, tsk, tsk,.." - Draco said suddenly burring his lips into her neck.
-"Draco, he can come in" - she wailed giving no resistance.
Draco, with a jerk, got up to lock his door, but Ancilla was faster reaching for her wand and doing in.
-"Look, honey" - he paced to her kneeling beside her legs - "all I am asking for is one experience but I want it to be great."
Ancilla stared at him coldly and threw her cigarette out of the window telling him that they should go and join for lunch.
As they walked down the endless hallways he started a conversation.
-"Aren't you worried for the defeating of the Dark Lord? I mean, last time there were all the trials and many people got prosecuted..."
-"Believe me, I have the power to get myself out of the trouble now. My father died. I inherited not only a monstrous fortune from him but power. Power at the Ministry, power in the world. I have all the connections to get myself out of anything. I can and I will get your father, too, out of anything" - she said.
It was a bit of a shock sitting down at the table and realising that Sirius was there, too. He mutely greeted Ancilla.
-"Ancilla, are you all right about all this with Voldemort? You look down" - Harry said to her. He was sitting at her right side. Sirius was right in front of her beside Draco.
-"No" - she said curtly.
-"Are you sure?" - Lucius raised her eyebrows.
-"Yes."
It was puzzling Ancilla why Lucius kept Sirius for lunch. Could he know possibly? Would Sirius do that to her and rattle it out. Certainly, Lucius had his own methods of getting things out of people and therefore she tried her best to look like nothing suspicious happened. Draco won't tell Lucius, he lusted her too much.
It was all awkward.
Lucius started the lengthily and detailed interrogation of Sirius about all that Sirius knew about Voldemort's downfall and Lucius did not. Ancilla listened with caution, too.
The very same day the Death Eater meeting was called.
-"This is outrageous!" - yelled an aged dark wizard smoothing his hair (what was left of it).
-"But we got our fair share out of this" - beamed another one, younger.
-"What do you mean by that, Aleister?"
-"We have our little rat on the leash" - he sneered snapping his fingers and Peter Petigrew appeared in the chamber. All the present clansmen stared at the wretched figure of a fetch. Peter was chained and weeping for help.
They tortured him. It brought in spirit into the grieved ones who knew that the Ministry is looking for them. On the other hand, Ancilla, who was utterly calm and confident, blocked the charm of someone named Aleister Crowley (the person who brought in Peter Petigrew). If she didn't do that Peter would be dead now. He was already on the merge of entering the underworld, unconsciousness, lying with bruises all over him.
People turned to her, staring. She stepped out of the mass.
-"Do you think that killing this woeful excuse for a man will help you in any way?" - she asked in firm voice.
The wizards wanted to rebel against but they all answered with yes.
-"That will not help. He is just a little rat doomed to failure from when his lame mother got him out of herself" - she said kicking Peter's corpse.
-"Will you let me finish him?!" - snarled Aleister.
-"No" - she said simply.
-"Step back or I am calling for a wizarding duel" - he said to her in her face.
-"Apologise" - she ordered.
-"For what?"
-"For disobeying me and interrupting the thread of my thoughts" - she said softly.
Aleister spat in her face turning around. Next thing everyone knew was that she pulled our her wand and muttered something in some foreign language. Aleister's flesh tore. His skull cracked open and his guts flew everywhere as people ducked to escavate the waste.
People around her all armed for the attack but without moving a slightest bit she repelled them with an invisible shield. The shield took their wands away and they were disarmed.
Of course, Lucius was wise. He stood in the corned with Christian and several other Death Eaters who knew that if they joined Ancilla's coup they would not be so well. They waited to see what she was about to do. These were the inner circle of Lord Voldemort.
-"Now, listen to me carefully, every word I utter missed can cost you your good-for-nothing life. You think that you are so brave and ruthless? And you allow your Master to be beaten by some rueful bunch of warlocks who call themselves Order of Phoenix. Well you know what, fuck you."
-"What should we do?" - asked an elderly wizard that was previously arguing.
-"Think" - she said hitting him on his head.
-"Go and revenge them? Revenge the death of our master?" - said another one with moronic face.
-"Now we are thinking" - said Ancilla slyly giving a shrewd smile to the one who said it.
-"Lets go and revenge Lord Voldemort!" - the mass yelled. After they got their wands back they all Apparated. Ancilla have told them where the Phoenix headquarters supposedly were. There, large group of Dementors waited for them.
-"Job done" - Ancilla said smiling and walking towards the clique of wizards that stood in the corner.
-"Wow, you've gotten us rid of all the slime" - beamed Macnair.
-"I know. You can thank me tomorrow after you read the Daily Prophet."
Every wizards that was there reached for his copy of the Daily Prophet in the morning, first thing.
DARK WIZARDS DEFEATED BY THE DEMENTORS
Last night, a large group of former Death Eaters was do-souled by the Dementors
Said on the cover page of the Daily Prophet. Lucius smiled to Ancilla as she was crossing with her hand over his naked chest. They were still in the bed.
-"You're ingenious" - Lucius said to her turning around and lying onto her, kissing her.
-"Once again" - she asked him.
-"Of course" - he said talking into her skin.
If you want to know what happened to Peter, he got enslaved by other Death Eaters, and they used him as a lab mice, doing all the experiment on him.
Harry was supposed to be the one to beat Lord Voldemort, wasn't he?
He was in somewhat mellow mood the morning he was supposed to be going to the Diagon Alley. Ancilla had had no time to take him earlier so that day she decided to bring Harry with her to work and later they could go to London and buy school supplies because term was starting in only few days.
Draco was also going -- Lucius was so busy with all the commotion at the Ministry caused by the defeat of the Lord Voldemort that he wrought day and night. Highly grumpy that morning Draco lowered the staircase going to the dinning room. His father was just leaving, standing and giving Ancilla a long kiss. Their arms were locked around each other.
Draco took advantage of his father's absence and sat where his father always sat, the head of the table. Ancilla commented nothing on this, saying:
-"I assume you are ready, Draco."
Harry's face was buried in his porridge bowl.
-"Your assumptions are correct, stepmother" - said Draco taking some coffee.
-"Don't call me like that" - she gnarled at him.
-"Why are you so tense for goodness sake?" - Draco asked her.
-"I have many trials to go to today. You know, the followers of Lord Voldemort that have not been de-souled by the Dementors, neither the ones who succeed to clear up their name. I must be there" - she was saying.
-"So you were planning to take us with you to the court?" - Draco asked.
-"Of course not, you are staying at Azkeban" - she said watching Draco narrow his eyes.
Draco was quiet. Harry grieved the thought of it. Ancilla knows about his fear of Dementors, he had told her. Is she going to do something about that?
Ere they departured, Ancilla explained how shall they arrive to Azkeban. Draco and Harry will get by the Floo Powder to the Diagon Alley whilst she Apparates. There, they will meet in front of the Ministry building and she'll take them by the portal to Azkeban. And that's the way it was.
Harry was anxious, standing in front of the Azkeban fortress but Ancilla pushed him foreword. He noticed quench in Draco's step encouraging him to enter the building. Temporary coldness passed as Ancilla pulled him into the entrance with Patronus. In her office, waited Lee Jordan. Harry entirely forgot that he's working there, too.
-"Harry" - Lee jumped as he saw them enter the cabinet.
-"What are you doing in my office?" - snarled Ancilla at him. Draco quietly picked a seat and sat down. He did not feel welcome.
-"I was just tidying it up" - said Lee in what he found to be innocent tone. Ancilla did not even want to think what was he doing in there.
-"Oh, really" - she said in sullen voice sitting down in her chair - "Where's the schedule for today?"
-"Here it is, Professor Deitrich" - he said passing her a sheet of paper.
-"I am not your professor anymore" - she snapped reading it.
-"Sit down Harry" - Lee told him merrily.
-"Governor..." - he went on again.
-"What do you want, Lee?"
-"May I ask you why did you bring a company today to work?"
-"No."
-"Come on, Ancilla, tell me" - he whined.
-"Didn't I tell you I am going to fire you?" - she said in strict voice looking up at him.
-"Noooooo..." - said he in Jim Carrey voice.
-"Then, I am warning you now, I swear we are not in a classroom anymore, I can kick you out anytime I want" - she told him.
-"Yes, Governor" - he sighed strolling off to his office and beckoning Harry to follow him. Harry waited for Ancilla's approval which she gave him with a desecrate head nod.
Harry explained Lee everything why they are here. Lee was happy to have him in as a company.
-"You are going to leave me alone here when you go for trials" - muttered Draco.
-"You can go and take a walk around the prison if you wish" - she replied coldly.
-"Can't I go to the Diagon Alley?" - asked Draco.
-"No" - she answered curtly.
-"Why?"
-"Because I said so" - she said going back to reading her schedule.
-"You are not my mother" - he told her in offensive voice, trying to hurt her.
-"I love you like I was your mother" - Ancilla said in feeble voice.
-"You have no reason to, you will never be mother. I don't care what my father thinks and the way he treated Narcissa, I want her back. I am feed up with all your autocratic shit." - he sneered at her.
-"Then go and talk to your father about that" - she said. She was trying to hide that Draco made her cry.
-"I will. I hate you for what you are doing to him. That time it was Sirius. Who else was it? I don't know how Father can oversee what you are doing behind his back... You're all bossy and bitchy all the time, raised as the heir of such a fortune.
"All the things you've done to him during past years... all the sorrow and pain he was feeling when you just left him, married another man and went away... If you truly loved him would you do it?
"And now? I walk in and see you in bed with another men. You are a traitor and you are trying to ruin my father's life"
He said it all to her in such malicious voice. Ancilla raised up her head piercing Draco's skin with her eyes.
-"You are telling me that I am trying to ruin Lucius' life? Did I blackmail you to have sex with me?" - she cried. Her eyes were red and bloodshot.
-"Die... world would be better off without you" - Draco told her coldly. Ancilla sighed grabbing her purse and slamming the door behind her.
-"Did she just leave?" - peeked Lee's head through the door of his office. Governor's office was conjoined with assistant's.
-"Yes" - Draco sneered. Did he feel content with himself now? He loved her. This malicious, he wanted to get her back for showing all that love to his father. He deserved her.
At the same time, in the other room, Draco and Lee were having blasting time being unaware why Ancilla left at all.
At two, she came back to take them to Diagon Alley. This time, Lee did not vex her because she looked ready to kill. Harry asked her calmly if he could meet Ron in Diagon Alley and go with him shopping but she answered no in such tone that he would rather let himself be lynched than object.
She avoided Draco's stare because it troubled her.
When they reached the Ministry building and was going towards the exit, Ancilla stopped to say hello to few of her Irish friends.
-"I wish I was Irish so I could join myself to your conversation" - drawled Draco melancholically in loud voice. Ancilla shouted a stare at him saying goodbye to her friends.
-"Are you blithe now?" - she asked him.
-"Yes" - he said to her.
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'Give me sixty-nine years
Another season in this hell
It's all sex and death
As far as eyes can tell'