Child of Darkness, Child of Light
By: Fyre Fairie Rated R (For mature content and violence) Summary: Harry finds out he has been lied to all his life. After GOF he travels to lands forgotten until he is ready to face the friends he abandoned, the love he will encounter, and the evil he must conquer. Just now when he has finally found his family will they all survive the war?
Chapter 11: Cry
The tall redhead knelt on the floor for what must have been a whole five minutes holding an unconscious Severus Snape amongst silence. No one dared to speak a single world and her two lovers seemed to freeze in shock of the Potions Masters last words before he passed out.
But a high-pitched laugh was something no one expected to hear any time soon. It was Emerald's laugh, though it wasn't one you would hear when the woman was happy or laughing at some ridiculous joke. This laugh was one of a mad woman's and it chilled all of them to the bone sending shivers down their spines to the point where their teeth chattered.
"I don't see what's so funny." Whispered the edgy voice of Minerva Mcgonagal as she stood by the headmaster observing the whole scene. "Has she gone mad Albus?"
But her answer was not received from the aging wizard rather from the redhead that had abruptly quieted her guffaws.
Bright green eyes no longer sporting their cat slits turned sharply in her direction and the older woman gave a little yelp at their piercing stare.
Slowly the Emma got to her feet laying her father down gently on the ground. From what it looked like he had passed out either from extreme magical exertion or the concussion that he received. Whichever it was Madame Pomfrey rushed by immediately to check the damage and placed him on a conjured stretcher before leaving quickly and taking the man to the hospital wing.
Emerald paid no attention to the woman's mad rush to help her father but walked slowly forward toward the staff. Blood still covering her body was now dried and caked on her skin making scabs over her wounds.
But as many noticed, wounds that large didn't scab over quickly, nor did they shrink little by little on their own accord, especially when a person was supposed to have lost their magic for an entire week due to a binding ceremony.
"Madness," Emma drawled smirking at their shocked faces as she continued walking seemingly oblivious to her healing cuts. "Is only the beginning." She finished and spread the black wings attached to her wide to their full span and to everyone's amazement they could see those wings shrink.
They shrunk right in back into her shoulder blades not even emitting a painful wince on the woman's account.
"They can't touch her." She said smiling a cruel smile. "Not yet at least."
"What do you mean not yet?" Sirius asked keeping his distance, not out of fear but for what was best. Emerald had proved that when exceptionally mad she preferred to be left to her own doings and if bothered would unleash the wrath of god upon anyone, even him. Yes, she had survived those years of torture but not without a visible mark, not on her body but her mind. And that mark was evident now, his was not much different if less dangerous.
"Not until she is 15. Truthfully I knew she must go back, she is of royal blood, born on the Isle and has incredible supplies of magic. If Jasmine would be raised here and taught magic much like everyone else she would if not bring Hogwarts down to the ground at least devour the forest in a flame to go on for miles."
Her mood changed again thinking of her daughter and the madness receded just as quickly as it had appeared. It was safe to go near her now.
"Mcgonagal snorted next to the headmaster disbelievingly but was largely ignored as everyone else stared at something on the redhead's forehead. A certain scar, very much like a lightening bolt. A scar they had seen neither hair or hide of for two whole years.
"Oh Emm," Both he and Remus came up and swept her in hug letting her cry her heart out. She had tried so hard, they all had to get her back. They only had her for a short week until she was gone again because they made a simple mistake. But a mistake they wouldn't regret in the future.
"Would somebody please explain the situation to me, I'm getting a migraine here!" The transfiguration professor exclaimed nearing the end of her patience and turned to the Headmaster expectedly.
"Your guess is as good as mine Minerva." The old man answered truthfully and sighed turning away from the trio and going back to his quarters. It was the middle of the night and in his old age it became harder and harder to go without sleep for so long. The house elves would take care of the bodies of the dead men during the night and clean up all traces in the morning.
"If your daughter is anything like you three then I will assure you she will survive. You three alone are the strongest people I have ever come across." Dumbledore looked back momentarily with the familiar twinkle in his light blue eyes before continuing on his way.
"You are safe now, you may either remain at Hogwarts or leave. It is your wish." He threw over his shoulder and went off. Talking to Emerald would be of no use now, even without any magic the woman could wreck havoc and he would do no good by interfering, she trusted Voldemort more than she would ever trust him again.
For a moment the red head stared after the old man's retreating figure with contentment. Didn't the man care for anything other than defeating Voldemort? Didn't he care for anything other than his own cause? Who was he fooling by pretending to feel concern after their daughter? He didn't care for her anymore than he cared for Emerald. After years of having been told such things from Desdemona it was hard for the young red head to take in Solomon's words indicating that the old headmaster wasn't as bad as he was thought to be. The mere thoughts just made her boil in anger along with confusion from the conflicts in her emotions and a vein started to show at the side of her neck as she scowled deeply trying to keep herself under control.
Feeling her tense both men hugged her reassuringly and stroked her hair placing small kisses over her face. Sirius had even tore off a piece of his robe and started dabbing at the cuts she had on her body. However what surprised them both was that they were no longer bleeding, which was quite extraordinary when you considered their depth.
Instead they had scabbed over, but not in the sort of scabs you received after a minute of having your blood exposed to the air but the kind that you get after a two weeks of healing.
"What?" Sirius asked bewildered and passed his hand over the now healing flesh which had slowly started flaking the scabs off and revealing newly healed skin which still held a pink tinge to it showing how fresh the injuries were.
"A can't heal myself without the assistance of magic, but even a muggle can brew a healing potion if given the proper instructions. My blood is fused with healing potion, so as you can see I'm healing. Of course if I had magic it would be a hell of a lot quicker than it is now." The young woman between them answered leaning heavily upon the two.
She hadn't told them that without her magic to hold her stable the loss of blood she had encountered made her a little dizzy even if the amounts lost weren't anywhere as great as what the Magi had taken from her before.
"Let's go back, I believe I left a certain whore to die on our floor." She muttered darkly and stubbornly stood on her own after being helped by the two. "We still need to figure out a way to get Jasmine back, I don't want to be to late." She was all too aware of the different times between the two worlds and one minute off her count and she could doom her daughter to a fate worse than death.
The rest of the staff didn't move a centimeter from their spots and looked quizzically at each other not quite sure what to make of everything.
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"Emm, what's going to happen to her?" Remus asked nuzzling her neck softly while holding her in his arms facing the fireplace and listening to the flames crackle. He wrinkled his nose when the scent of burning flesh greeted it and almost cause the bile in his throat to rise up.
After they had gotten back to their rooms Emerald and Sirius had been in such vindictive moods that they had gathered the dead carcass of Analise whom their red headed lover had explained was a member of the Magi and threw her remains into the blazing fire roaring in the fireplace. Remus held no desire to inflict harm on even the dead despite what the woman had tried to do. It wasn't in his nature, although it was a good thing that he wasn't Moony right now because it definitely would have been in the wolf's nature.
"I would imagine that they'll have Desa raise her to the age of 15 under their standards. Then once she hits her fifteenth birthday they'll no doubt subject her to what they call the clensing" the woman shuddered at the moment remembering what they had done to her and next to her both her lovers tightened their grips on her recalling the memories they had glimpsed at through her perspective.
"They will torture her for the smallest offenses." The woman said sadly. "The only thing we can do is kidnap her right before she turns 15."
"Why kidnap her?!" Remus spewed in surprise and Sirius looked equally alarmed. "She wouldn't refuse coming with us right?" he asked softly but almost uncertainly.
Emma herself wasn't quite certain that her daughter would want to come back with them. After all she was a young girl and her views on the world were not yet established, and 10 years was enough to brainwash anyone, especially a child.
"They'll brainwash her just like they tried to brainwash me," She whispered into the void with an ironic smile on her face that did not at all reach her eyes showing the dark shadows that must have been plaguing her mind that that moment. "Just like they did brainwash me." She carefully corrected herself.
"They didn't succeed in altering your view on life and they won't to her. Dumbledore was right, she's too much like the three of us to give in." Sirius argued adamantly squeezing both their hands in his own and his dark eyes glittered with malice and a stubbornness that Remus had seen many times before.
What Emerald did next neither of them expected and the silent ejection of the blades in her right fist did nothing to warn either men of her next move. She viciously ran the three blades along her right thigh ripping off skin and spilling blood across the bathrobe she was wearing and the fur carpet beneath their feet. But she did not cry out, nor flinch, or even lean against her other foot for support.
Without reaction it took Remus that smelled the fresh blood to notice it.
"What the bloody hell are you doing!?" He growled for the first time like the animal that was inside him. "Are you mad!!" he already knew that they were all partially mad, with everything they went through their minds had to compensate to make them feel better, but this was just barbaric!
He jerked her hand away from her leg and she continued to stare aimlessly into the flames even as Sirius dragged her to the floor where he lay her down and started to tie her leg up. It was when she overheard them wanting to take her to Madame Pomfrey through fear of her losing to much blood did her eyes come back in focus and she wrenched her hand from Remus' strong grip to cut her hip.
"STOP IT!!!" Both men yelled at her frantically and Remus all but sat on her arm to keep it on the floor. Charmers not at all unlike Werewolves had inhuman strength although not as strong it was usually fueled by magic to make is stronger.
"Emm, what are you doing!? What the hell is wrong with you!" Sirius cried, his brown eyes were becoming blurred with unshed tears.
"Don't you see we're losing! History is repeating itself again! It's all happening the way fate planned it and we'll lose! If I don't change something then two of us will die." She answered but was answered back just as sharply by Remus.
"Mutilating yourself won't help the cause! Neither of us is going to die if we play the cards right. We should right down all the important points that occurred in the past and try to keep something like that happening again. But this truly is madness! And I don't care what the Magi did to you, you can't give in, you're stronger than to fall for their ill ways of dealing with things by spilling blood."
"Well maybe I am mad Remus! Maybe I want to hurt myself! I just lost my daughter AGAIN! And this time I could have stopped it! I could have used my head and I could have protected her! I should have seen it, I should have fucking seen the reason why my parents didn't bond and if I was still selfish enough to save my life above hers then I should have at least left her with Voldemort, there they wouldn't have tried to get her." She replied bitterly.
"Now get off my arm!" Remus' knee was still applying pressure to her wrist, which was trapped against the floor.
"I won't unless you promise to stop this." He answered noting that her cuts were scabbing over and healing but if she kept on her way they wouldn't have enough time to heal before she lost to much blood.
Out of the corner of his eye Remus observed Sirius get off Emerald's other hand and curiously watched. His lover wouldn't be fool enough to actually listen to Emma would he? Even if he was then the red head would never attack either of them.
Sirius slowly lifted his own knee off Emerald's left wrist and picked her arm up to his chest before she had the chance to retract her weapons and to their surprise cut himself across the chest with it not expecting it to go in as deep as it did he winced and bit his lip. The blood poured from three diagonal slits on his body and he hoped to god that it made his lover feel better. Either that or it would make her stop doing itself completely upon the sight of him bleeding so much.
After all, this was all for her. How long would she stay sane with her daughter gone and the perpetual risk of everything repeating itself? Long enough to mutilate herself to a degree where no one could recognize her but he'd rather it didn't happen at all.
Emma and Remus stared bewildered at the cuts as they started healing just as the redhead's did. Although neither of them thought they would inherit some of each other's abilities it was expected since they shared each others blood and now carried it in their systems.
"What are you doing?" Remus finally broke the silence wide-eyed feeling as if he was the only one left with a properly working mind.
All the other man did was shrug and sigh in relief as all the previous marks from the cuts disappeared and it looked as if nothing had ever happened.
"If you can't beat them, Moony, join them." The man said and this time cut his arm but applied less pressure. This time though when his redheaded lover closed her eyes briefly he winked discreetly to the lyncanthrope and winced as the blades once again cut a little too deeply.
"Stop." Emerald whispered with her eyes still closed as she couldn't bear the sight of Sirius bleeding, she couldn't stand either of them being hurt and now she understood what both of them felt. But he didn't stop and she with one quick movement retracted the blades without wiping them off first, they still soaked with her lover's blood when they disappeared back into her flesh but she didn't care. They had shared blood already so there was nothing strange about it.
"I'm sorry, I guess I just lost my head there for a moment." She told them both and sat up once both her arms were released. There was no time for torturing herself, or wallowing in her self-pity, they had to come up with a plan to get their daughter back. And that meant contacting Desdemona and Solomon.
"Come on, let's get cleaned up." Remus suggested motioning to the blood still caking all three of them from not only the bonding but also fighting afterwards.
He kissed Emerald's cheek and held out a hand to her as he stood up and Sirius followed closely taking his hand as well.
"Only if you wash my back for me." Emma suggested with a small smile and raised an eyebrow suggestively. //Maybe history won't completely repeat itself. After all Remmy, Siri and I are still alive, we're still together. Maybe if we play the cards right everything will be okay.\\ she though slipping off the robe that she wore after getting rid of her white Amazon attire. //But I still lost my daughter.\\ she thought sadly. //She'll never be mine even if we make it out of this alive.\\
She let go of Remus' hand and walked slowly to the master bathroom where she started the water in the large porcelain tub adding different variations of bubbles to it.
For a moment both man stood still watching her naked body move with the grace of a feline. Emerald truly was a work of art, simply beautiful in every aspect. Of course she may have been a little on edge and unstable but with them there she would recover, slower than if she had her whole family but she would recover with the prospect of getting their child back safely in mind.
"Shall we Moony?" the taller of the two men came up behind the lyncanthrope and whispered into his ear nipping at it gently.
"We'll get her back right Padfoot?" He asked unsure of himself. He was the one reassuring them before but everyone needed to hear reassurance from a different person. Remus wasn't as strong as he made out to be, for once he was tired of playing the strength of the group. He had done it with the marauders, constantly keeping them out of unnecessary trouble, he had done it when he taught at Hogwarts keeping the students safe especially Harry, and now he was doing it again.
As if reading his lover's thoughts Sirius sighed and embraced Remus. "You know you're allowed to be a little selfish Remus, don't play the brave one. But yes I believe that we'll get her back. We got Harry back didn't we," stopping to think for a moment Sirius grinned at the disbelieving look his friend was giving him. "Okay so we didn't really get Harry back but we have him in essence, or rather we have her." scowling at the confusion Sirius just gave up and led Remus toward the tub that Emma had already gotten in stripping him of his borrowed robes along the way.
Emma overhearing their whole conversation brought something up that she hadn't before. "Do you regret having me come back like this?" her voice soft and insecure, there had never been a reason to fear their rejection after the first night she came back to Hogwarts and was welcomed back happily, but Sirius had just voiced his confusion in the whole situation and now there was nowhere to go but forward.
Remus stopped in the process of unbuttoning his lovers robe and stepped out of his own which pooled at his feet.
"No." Sirius answered looking at her incrediously, he felt so sure of the fact. "We'd be happy if you came back a flobberworm." He said it with such seriousness that she had to give him an amused smirk after which he tried to correct himself.
"Okay so not a flobberworm, we'd be happy if you came back as a Death Eater." He scowled that sounded wrong too. He really wasn't good at these things at all.
"What our dear Padfoot is trying to say is that we're just happy you came back, whether you'd be Emerald or Harry you're still the same person." He came up and kissed her slowly and languidly running his tongue along her bottom lip until she granted him entrance.
Remus felt something wet on his cheeks and for a moment thought that it was the water that dripped off of Emma's hair when he felt her shaking in quiet sobs.
He silently pulled away and entered the bathtub on her left while Sirius took her right. She wasn't the only one crying though, Padfoot looked like he was about to wail until Christmas Day but held back biting his lip and making it bleed. He himself wasn't on the cheerful side either, but mechanically feeling he had to be the strong one again he held them back and concentrated on making both of them feel better.
"One thing they were never able to take away from me were my tears Remus." The redheaded woman said quietly sniffling. "Cry." She said making it more of an order than a request. "Just let go and cry." She said again.
The warm water was relaxing and it made all the anger wash out of her for the moment, all she could do now was mourn. The feelings of emptiness saddened her to the point where the madness retreated, where there was no anger, no tomorrow, no yesterday, just that moment.
"I can't, I don't remember how." He said looking away until she placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Just let go, just let go."
It was hard but he did, he let go of everything and felt the beginnings of tears blur his vision this time not moving to squeeze his eyes shut to will them away but he let them gather and fall.
All three of them cried that night in each other's arms forgetting who they were but remembering their cause and what they would do to those that dared cross their paths.
************************************AUTHOR'S NOTES*********************************
This is crap you say? Yes I know it is. But deal with it. Yes I know I haven't updated in a long while and this chapter is particularly short but hey there simply aren't enough hours in the day. (Or maybe I'm just to lazy.) Forgive me? Please?
Anyways the next chapter will be better and it will come out sooner, that's a promise.
Well I have to go people! Nighty-night. READ AND REVIEW!!!!!
By: Fyre Fairie Rated R (For mature content and violence) Summary: Harry finds out he has been lied to all his life. After GOF he travels to lands forgotten until he is ready to face the friends he abandoned, the love he will encounter, and the evil he must conquer. Just now when he has finally found his family will they all survive the war?
Chapter 11: Cry
The tall redhead knelt on the floor for what must have been a whole five minutes holding an unconscious Severus Snape amongst silence. No one dared to speak a single world and her two lovers seemed to freeze in shock of the Potions Masters last words before he passed out.
But a high-pitched laugh was something no one expected to hear any time soon. It was Emerald's laugh, though it wasn't one you would hear when the woman was happy or laughing at some ridiculous joke. This laugh was one of a mad woman's and it chilled all of them to the bone sending shivers down their spines to the point where their teeth chattered.
"I don't see what's so funny." Whispered the edgy voice of Minerva Mcgonagal as she stood by the headmaster observing the whole scene. "Has she gone mad Albus?"
But her answer was not received from the aging wizard rather from the redhead that had abruptly quieted her guffaws.
Bright green eyes no longer sporting their cat slits turned sharply in her direction and the older woman gave a little yelp at their piercing stare.
Slowly the Emma got to her feet laying her father down gently on the ground. From what it looked like he had passed out either from extreme magical exertion or the concussion that he received. Whichever it was Madame Pomfrey rushed by immediately to check the damage and placed him on a conjured stretcher before leaving quickly and taking the man to the hospital wing.
Emerald paid no attention to the woman's mad rush to help her father but walked slowly forward toward the staff. Blood still covering her body was now dried and caked on her skin making scabs over her wounds.
But as many noticed, wounds that large didn't scab over quickly, nor did they shrink little by little on their own accord, especially when a person was supposed to have lost their magic for an entire week due to a binding ceremony.
"Madness," Emma drawled smirking at their shocked faces as she continued walking seemingly oblivious to her healing cuts. "Is only the beginning." She finished and spread the black wings attached to her wide to their full span and to everyone's amazement they could see those wings shrink.
They shrunk right in back into her shoulder blades not even emitting a painful wince on the woman's account.
"They can't touch her." She said smiling a cruel smile. "Not yet at least."
"What do you mean not yet?" Sirius asked keeping his distance, not out of fear but for what was best. Emerald had proved that when exceptionally mad she preferred to be left to her own doings and if bothered would unleash the wrath of god upon anyone, even him. Yes, she had survived those years of torture but not without a visible mark, not on her body but her mind. And that mark was evident now, his was not much different if less dangerous.
"Not until she is 15. Truthfully I knew she must go back, she is of royal blood, born on the Isle and has incredible supplies of magic. If Jasmine would be raised here and taught magic much like everyone else she would if not bring Hogwarts down to the ground at least devour the forest in a flame to go on for miles."
Her mood changed again thinking of her daughter and the madness receded just as quickly as it had appeared. It was safe to go near her now.
"Mcgonagal snorted next to the headmaster disbelievingly but was largely ignored as everyone else stared at something on the redhead's forehead. A certain scar, very much like a lightening bolt. A scar they had seen neither hair or hide of for two whole years.
"Oh Emm," Both he and Remus came up and swept her in hug letting her cry her heart out. She had tried so hard, they all had to get her back. They only had her for a short week until she was gone again because they made a simple mistake. But a mistake they wouldn't regret in the future.
"Would somebody please explain the situation to me, I'm getting a migraine here!" The transfiguration professor exclaimed nearing the end of her patience and turned to the Headmaster expectedly.
"Your guess is as good as mine Minerva." The old man answered truthfully and sighed turning away from the trio and going back to his quarters. It was the middle of the night and in his old age it became harder and harder to go without sleep for so long. The house elves would take care of the bodies of the dead men during the night and clean up all traces in the morning.
"If your daughter is anything like you three then I will assure you she will survive. You three alone are the strongest people I have ever come across." Dumbledore looked back momentarily with the familiar twinkle in his light blue eyes before continuing on his way.
"You are safe now, you may either remain at Hogwarts or leave. It is your wish." He threw over his shoulder and went off. Talking to Emerald would be of no use now, even without any magic the woman could wreck havoc and he would do no good by interfering, she trusted Voldemort more than she would ever trust him again.
For a moment the red head stared after the old man's retreating figure with contentment. Didn't the man care for anything other than defeating Voldemort? Didn't he care for anything other than his own cause? Who was he fooling by pretending to feel concern after their daughter? He didn't care for her anymore than he cared for Emerald. After years of having been told such things from Desdemona it was hard for the young red head to take in Solomon's words indicating that the old headmaster wasn't as bad as he was thought to be. The mere thoughts just made her boil in anger along with confusion from the conflicts in her emotions and a vein started to show at the side of her neck as she scowled deeply trying to keep herself under control.
Feeling her tense both men hugged her reassuringly and stroked her hair placing small kisses over her face. Sirius had even tore off a piece of his robe and started dabbing at the cuts she had on her body. However what surprised them both was that they were no longer bleeding, which was quite extraordinary when you considered their depth.
Instead they had scabbed over, but not in the sort of scabs you received after a minute of having your blood exposed to the air but the kind that you get after a two weeks of healing.
"What?" Sirius asked bewildered and passed his hand over the now healing flesh which had slowly started flaking the scabs off and revealing newly healed skin which still held a pink tinge to it showing how fresh the injuries were.
"A can't heal myself without the assistance of magic, but even a muggle can brew a healing potion if given the proper instructions. My blood is fused with healing potion, so as you can see I'm healing. Of course if I had magic it would be a hell of a lot quicker than it is now." The young woman between them answered leaning heavily upon the two.
She hadn't told them that without her magic to hold her stable the loss of blood she had encountered made her a little dizzy even if the amounts lost weren't anywhere as great as what the Magi had taken from her before.
"Let's go back, I believe I left a certain whore to die on our floor." She muttered darkly and stubbornly stood on her own after being helped by the two. "We still need to figure out a way to get Jasmine back, I don't want to be to late." She was all too aware of the different times between the two worlds and one minute off her count and she could doom her daughter to a fate worse than death.
The rest of the staff didn't move a centimeter from their spots and looked quizzically at each other not quite sure what to make of everything.
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"Emm, what's going to happen to her?" Remus asked nuzzling her neck softly while holding her in his arms facing the fireplace and listening to the flames crackle. He wrinkled his nose when the scent of burning flesh greeted it and almost cause the bile in his throat to rise up.
After they had gotten back to their rooms Emerald and Sirius had been in such vindictive moods that they had gathered the dead carcass of Analise whom their red headed lover had explained was a member of the Magi and threw her remains into the blazing fire roaring in the fireplace. Remus held no desire to inflict harm on even the dead despite what the woman had tried to do. It wasn't in his nature, although it was a good thing that he wasn't Moony right now because it definitely would have been in the wolf's nature.
"I would imagine that they'll have Desa raise her to the age of 15 under their standards. Then once she hits her fifteenth birthday they'll no doubt subject her to what they call the clensing" the woman shuddered at the moment remembering what they had done to her and next to her both her lovers tightened their grips on her recalling the memories they had glimpsed at through her perspective.
"They will torture her for the smallest offenses." The woman said sadly. "The only thing we can do is kidnap her right before she turns 15."
"Why kidnap her?!" Remus spewed in surprise and Sirius looked equally alarmed. "She wouldn't refuse coming with us right?" he asked softly but almost uncertainly.
Emma herself wasn't quite certain that her daughter would want to come back with them. After all she was a young girl and her views on the world were not yet established, and 10 years was enough to brainwash anyone, especially a child.
"They'll brainwash her just like they tried to brainwash me," She whispered into the void with an ironic smile on her face that did not at all reach her eyes showing the dark shadows that must have been plaguing her mind that that moment. "Just like they did brainwash me." She carefully corrected herself.
"They didn't succeed in altering your view on life and they won't to her. Dumbledore was right, she's too much like the three of us to give in." Sirius argued adamantly squeezing both their hands in his own and his dark eyes glittered with malice and a stubbornness that Remus had seen many times before.
What Emerald did next neither of them expected and the silent ejection of the blades in her right fist did nothing to warn either men of her next move. She viciously ran the three blades along her right thigh ripping off skin and spilling blood across the bathrobe she was wearing and the fur carpet beneath their feet. But she did not cry out, nor flinch, or even lean against her other foot for support.
Without reaction it took Remus that smelled the fresh blood to notice it.
"What the bloody hell are you doing!?" He growled for the first time like the animal that was inside him. "Are you mad!!" he already knew that they were all partially mad, with everything they went through their minds had to compensate to make them feel better, but this was just barbaric!
He jerked her hand away from her leg and she continued to stare aimlessly into the flames even as Sirius dragged her to the floor where he lay her down and started to tie her leg up. It was when she overheard them wanting to take her to Madame Pomfrey through fear of her losing to much blood did her eyes come back in focus and she wrenched her hand from Remus' strong grip to cut her hip.
"STOP IT!!!" Both men yelled at her frantically and Remus all but sat on her arm to keep it on the floor. Charmers not at all unlike Werewolves had inhuman strength although not as strong it was usually fueled by magic to make is stronger.
"Emm, what are you doing!? What the hell is wrong with you!" Sirius cried, his brown eyes were becoming blurred with unshed tears.
"Don't you see we're losing! History is repeating itself again! It's all happening the way fate planned it and we'll lose! If I don't change something then two of us will die." She answered but was answered back just as sharply by Remus.
"Mutilating yourself won't help the cause! Neither of us is going to die if we play the cards right. We should right down all the important points that occurred in the past and try to keep something like that happening again. But this truly is madness! And I don't care what the Magi did to you, you can't give in, you're stronger than to fall for their ill ways of dealing with things by spilling blood."
"Well maybe I am mad Remus! Maybe I want to hurt myself! I just lost my daughter AGAIN! And this time I could have stopped it! I could have used my head and I could have protected her! I should have seen it, I should have fucking seen the reason why my parents didn't bond and if I was still selfish enough to save my life above hers then I should have at least left her with Voldemort, there they wouldn't have tried to get her." She replied bitterly.
"Now get off my arm!" Remus' knee was still applying pressure to her wrist, which was trapped against the floor.
"I won't unless you promise to stop this." He answered noting that her cuts were scabbing over and healing but if she kept on her way they wouldn't have enough time to heal before she lost to much blood.
Out of the corner of his eye Remus observed Sirius get off Emerald's other hand and curiously watched. His lover wouldn't be fool enough to actually listen to Emma would he? Even if he was then the red head would never attack either of them.
Sirius slowly lifted his own knee off Emerald's left wrist and picked her arm up to his chest before she had the chance to retract her weapons and to their surprise cut himself across the chest with it not expecting it to go in as deep as it did he winced and bit his lip. The blood poured from three diagonal slits on his body and he hoped to god that it made his lover feel better. Either that or it would make her stop doing itself completely upon the sight of him bleeding so much.
After all, this was all for her. How long would she stay sane with her daughter gone and the perpetual risk of everything repeating itself? Long enough to mutilate herself to a degree where no one could recognize her but he'd rather it didn't happen at all.
Emma and Remus stared bewildered at the cuts as they started healing just as the redhead's did. Although neither of them thought they would inherit some of each other's abilities it was expected since they shared each others blood and now carried it in their systems.
"What are you doing?" Remus finally broke the silence wide-eyed feeling as if he was the only one left with a properly working mind.
All the other man did was shrug and sigh in relief as all the previous marks from the cuts disappeared and it looked as if nothing had ever happened.
"If you can't beat them, Moony, join them." The man said and this time cut his arm but applied less pressure. This time though when his redheaded lover closed her eyes briefly he winked discreetly to the lyncanthrope and winced as the blades once again cut a little too deeply.
"Stop." Emerald whispered with her eyes still closed as she couldn't bear the sight of Sirius bleeding, she couldn't stand either of them being hurt and now she understood what both of them felt. But he didn't stop and she with one quick movement retracted the blades without wiping them off first, they still soaked with her lover's blood when they disappeared back into her flesh but she didn't care. They had shared blood already so there was nothing strange about it.
"I'm sorry, I guess I just lost my head there for a moment." She told them both and sat up once both her arms were released. There was no time for torturing herself, or wallowing in her self-pity, they had to come up with a plan to get their daughter back. And that meant contacting Desdemona and Solomon.
"Come on, let's get cleaned up." Remus suggested motioning to the blood still caking all three of them from not only the bonding but also fighting afterwards.
He kissed Emerald's cheek and held out a hand to her as he stood up and Sirius followed closely taking his hand as well.
"Only if you wash my back for me." Emma suggested with a small smile and raised an eyebrow suggestively. //Maybe history won't completely repeat itself. After all Remmy, Siri and I are still alive, we're still together. Maybe if we play the cards right everything will be okay.\\ she though slipping off the robe that she wore after getting rid of her white Amazon attire. //But I still lost my daughter.\\ she thought sadly. //She'll never be mine even if we make it out of this alive.\\
She let go of Remus' hand and walked slowly to the master bathroom where she started the water in the large porcelain tub adding different variations of bubbles to it.
For a moment both man stood still watching her naked body move with the grace of a feline. Emerald truly was a work of art, simply beautiful in every aspect. Of course she may have been a little on edge and unstable but with them there she would recover, slower than if she had her whole family but she would recover with the prospect of getting their child back safely in mind.
"Shall we Moony?" the taller of the two men came up behind the lyncanthrope and whispered into his ear nipping at it gently.
"We'll get her back right Padfoot?" He asked unsure of himself. He was the one reassuring them before but everyone needed to hear reassurance from a different person. Remus wasn't as strong as he made out to be, for once he was tired of playing the strength of the group. He had done it with the marauders, constantly keeping them out of unnecessary trouble, he had done it when he taught at Hogwarts keeping the students safe especially Harry, and now he was doing it again.
As if reading his lover's thoughts Sirius sighed and embraced Remus. "You know you're allowed to be a little selfish Remus, don't play the brave one. But yes I believe that we'll get her back. We got Harry back didn't we," stopping to think for a moment Sirius grinned at the disbelieving look his friend was giving him. "Okay so we didn't really get Harry back but we have him in essence, or rather we have her." scowling at the confusion Sirius just gave up and led Remus toward the tub that Emma had already gotten in stripping him of his borrowed robes along the way.
Emma overhearing their whole conversation brought something up that she hadn't before. "Do you regret having me come back like this?" her voice soft and insecure, there had never been a reason to fear their rejection after the first night she came back to Hogwarts and was welcomed back happily, but Sirius had just voiced his confusion in the whole situation and now there was nowhere to go but forward.
Remus stopped in the process of unbuttoning his lovers robe and stepped out of his own which pooled at his feet.
"No." Sirius answered looking at her incrediously, he felt so sure of the fact. "We'd be happy if you came back a flobberworm." He said it with such seriousness that she had to give him an amused smirk after which he tried to correct himself.
"Okay so not a flobberworm, we'd be happy if you came back as a Death Eater." He scowled that sounded wrong too. He really wasn't good at these things at all.
"What our dear Padfoot is trying to say is that we're just happy you came back, whether you'd be Emerald or Harry you're still the same person." He came up and kissed her slowly and languidly running his tongue along her bottom lip until she granted him entrance.
Remus felt something wet on his cheeks and for a moment thought that it was the water that dripped off of Emma's hair when he felt her shaking in quiet sobs.
He silently pulled away and entered the bathtub on her left while Sirius took her right. She wasn't the only one crying though, Padfoot looked like he was about to wail until Christmas Day but held back biting his lip and making it bleed. He himself wasn't on the cheerful side either, but mechanically feeling he had to be the strong one again he held them back and concentrated on making both of them feel better.
"One thing they were never able to take away from me were my tears Remus." The redheaded woman said quietly sniffling. "Cry." She said making it more of an order than a request. "Just let go and cry." She said again.
The warm water was relaxing and it made all the anger wash out of her for the moment, all she could do now was mourn. The feelings of emptiness saddened her to the point where the madness retreated, where there was no anger, no tomorrow, no yesterday, just that moment.
"I can't, I don't remember how." He said looking away until she placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Just let go, just let go."
It was hard but he did, he let go of everything and felt the beginnings of tears blur his vision this time not moving to squeeze his eyes shut to will them away but he let them gather and fall.
All three of them cried that night in each other's arms forgetting who they were but remembering their cause and what they would do to those that dared cross their paths.
************************************AUTHOR'S NOTES*********************************
This is crap you say? Yes I know it is. But deal with it. Yes I know I haven't updated in a long while and this chapter is particularly short but hey there simply aren't enough hours in the day. (Or maybe I'm just to lazy.) Forgive me? Please?
Anyways the next chapter will be better and it will come out sooner, that's a promise.
Well I have to go people! Nighty-night. READ AND REVIEW!!!!!