The honeymoon was wonderful, Harry and Azadeh were gone for a month and when he came back, the men applauded him, except for Lucius...Draco just rolled his eyes. Harry was smiling from ear to ear and glowed like a lightening bug. Lucius knew what it was from and only tutted in disgust as he got back to his work. Harry couldn't resist, "have fun on your time off Lucius?"
Lucius said nothing, he simply ignored him.
"I AM talking to you, you know?"
"It was fine, a good time to relax, actually," Lucius narrowed his eyes. In all actuality, he had tore his house apart when he found out they were on their honeymoon...
"Surely, Azadeh and I had a wonderful time as well, traveling Europe...," he was interrupted.
"I. GET. IT. Alright! You won, fine."
"Just make sure you keep your distance from my WIFE, do you understand?" Harry walked off.
"If she can keep her distance from me," Lucius smiled to himself. What Harry didn't know was that he had seen Azadeh a few times, though at a distance, and each time she looked at him in sympathy, and wandered a bit closer to him each time...wanting to talk with him, but afraid of him at the same time. Her compassion for people was going to get her into trouble, but not with him. Still, if she did talk to him, Harry would become outraged and Azadeh knew it.
Draco kept a close eye on Azadeh, he knew his father was trying to get close to her again and that he was planning something, he didn't know what, but his father being a vengeful man, he could only imagine it had to do with something ruining Harry...and he was going to use Azadeh to do it. Draco never thought he would agree with such a creature as Azadeh, but she was right, they were all mad men that kept hurting each other.
When Azadeh came back to work, she didn't expect to be paid for her time off, but she was because according to the owner, 'she was a good worker and deserved it.' So, she had two checks waiting for her, but Azadeh had something else on her mind...records. When Harry said he couldn't remember, she wondered if her friends couldn't help him, his REAL friends, Ron and Hermione. However, she didn't know where exactly to look and if she did, it would have to be discreet. The first person Azadeh thought of was Hermione, the smart one, the one that could really help her put the pieces together...she was captured, so, she assumed that Hermione was sold in auction, she was a muggleborn. But who? Azadeh had to ask that question carefully.
"Melissa?"
"Yes dear?"
"Um, I was wondering, when a woman is sold, do they keep a record of it? Is it made public or do you have to ask the register?"
"Made public, should be in the library, why?"
"Oh, I was just wondering about a friend of mine, lost a while ago and wondered if I could visit her some time...you know, ask my husband and all."
"Well, just go to the records part and you should find her," Melissa went back to work, not even thinking about it. Azadeh also noticed that the bookstore made deliveries to certian places out of town, sometimes the workers would deliver for her...and if she could arrange it, she would try and find her way to get to Hermione.
After work, Azadeh headed straight to the llibrary and on to the records area...,"GOD, what was her last name? It started with a 'G'...okay." She looked in the record books that started with 'G', it seemed to take forever and Harry would be home soon...she'd have to come back because she wasn't about to check any of these out, it would look suspicious. Azadeh marked her place...this was four years of records and she didn't realize so many last names started with the letter 'G'. Just for curiousity's sake, she looked up her own name and found it;
'Azadeh Sixfeather, bought at age eighteen, blood: half Shaman, Bid amount: 1,500,000, status: married to RHV, Children: 0'
She closed the book slowly, it was on paper...she was owned. Azadeh never really thought of herself as 'owned' by Harry, but she was. Leaning back in the chair she wondered what else would happen now that they were married. Would he ever get tired of her? No. Once married, the bonds could never be broken, the ring would stay on her finger until death. Azadeh looked at the clock, it was time to go and she walked home, swimming in her thoughts.
Harry came home smiling and hugged her, "how's my WIFE doing today?" He liked calling her his 'wife', it made him happy.
"Alright, I went to work and then the library," Azadeh mentioned it, so it wouldn't look suspicious if it was mentioned to him if someone saw her. "Just for kicks, I looked up my name in the records and there was I was. They still had my maiden name I was purchased under..."
"It still said, 'Chilreden:0', didn't it?" he sounded disappointed.
"Are you trying to get me knocked up already?" She didn't know if she liked that, if things got dicey, she would have more than herself to worry about.
"Maybe...?"
"YOUR MASTER wouldn't have anything to do with that decision, would he?"
"NO! I...I'm just eager to start a family, that's all," Harry hugged her from behind. "Maybe I don't want you taking those contraceptive potions anymore..."
"Harry, I'm not ready for children yet. I want us to have a few years by ourselves..."
"Something else is bothering you."
"Yes. Just when I looked at the records, it was just that it looked as though...well,I never really thought that you owned me, I mean, you love me...and it occured to me, what if you get tired of me and just decide that in order to get rid of me...you have to.."
"Stop right there. First off, I love you and you ARE the woman for me and you always will be, secondly, yes, technically I DO own you...but I don't want you to think of it in a negative manner..it's just the laws. Thirdly, I do want children, but I will wait if you want me to..."
"I just want to be with YOU right now. I want have childrend too...with you," she smiled. But Azadeh didn't want her children growing up to be a dark witches or wizards, she was buying time, hoping to rescue Harry before then.
Harry and Draco were talking and Lucius overheard that Azadeh and him were waiting on having children because she wanted it to be just them for a while, and in retrospect, it sounded like a good idea...Harry didn't want to share her very much right now.
Lucius grinned at this, "funny, she told me she didn't want to have any because she didn't want her children to be dark witches or wizards." He walked off, leaving Harry scowling at him, he was trying to feed ideas into Harry's head and start a fight with Azadeh.
When Harry came home again, there she was playing her piano, he sighed...she was so different from everyone else, such a delight, but what Lucius said did bother him and he confronted her about it...
"Harry, I...I told you I'm not ready..."
"But...is it true?"
"I did say that to Lucius, yes. I told you I didn't agree with what you all do..."
"They don't HAVE to become Death Eaters."
"Harry, I know...in my heart, that your Master will want them to be Death Eaters. I'm not stupid, we'll have powerful children, and that's what men like him want...even more power and the ability to control it. I WANT to have your children...but I just want to wait for a while," she looked sadly down.
"WHAT are you WAITING for?" Harry could tell she was hiding something.
"I don't know, but you are looking at someone who will argue with you, I won't allow them to hurt other people..."
Harry came up behind her, Azadeh was nervous, what would he do? "I know...I just worry, you're so defiant..."
"I worry too, but I won't back down from what I believe because I am scared of death. If your Master wants to kill me because of what I believe...then so be it," Azadeh tried to leave but Harry grabbed her arm, he was suddenly angry.
"HOW CAN YOU BE SO SELFISH! I love you! Don't you care you'd be leaving me behind...I can't live without you!"
Azadeh looked down and then came and hugged him...she didn't know what to say but found words anyway, "of course I care, I'm just realistic. As wonderful as this has been, it's an illusion because sooner or later, you're master will expect you to do something for him concerning me and...I am so afraid that...," her lip started to tremble and her eyes teared.
"Don't be...," he held her tighter. "But...you are right, he has asked me to take you to get your blood drawn, they need it for a new formula of potion..." Harry waited for her reaction, but she didn't react at all. Azadeh knew it was coming. Her blood, a Shaman's blood contained a different type of power, a more spiritual power that extended life. Wizards could live to one hundred-fifty, Shamans lived from one hundred seventy-five to two hundred. Some believed it was because they were more in touch with the spiritual realm than regular witches or wizards.
Harry hated this, he knew Azadeh was frightened of needles. They would have to restrain her and they couldn't give her anything to calm her because it would effect the blood. "Why are you so scared of needles?" he asked softly.
Azadeh pulled away a little and looked to the side, "when I was a little girl, I was very sick and being raised around muggles, they had their own ways of doing things. The treatments I went under were very painful and it got to the point where my father couldn't take their idea of treatment any longer. He didn't want to use any magic on me for fear he'd be detected, but he couldn't stand by and watch as my fear of the treatments grew worse...to the point of terror. So he healed me instead, and I haven't been sick since."
"What did you have?"
"Cancer." Azadeh watched his reaction, Harry had heard of this disease...it turned the body on itself. "So, not only did he have to heal my body for that, but also had to heal the damaged the so-called 'treatments' did. I was well again when I was twelve, two years before you met me, you wouldn't know I ever had it, but the fear of needles is still there. Now, I don't ever get sick, period, not a cold, not the flu, my body just remains healthy and I'm resistant to many poisons...which, I think is another reason why they want my blood..so, you'll be stronger in many areas."
"So you're a literal host...of cures and...your life force..I mean, it's strong, I notice that.."
"I'm a literal power plant that you will feed off of...but, a word to the wise, there is nothing that can beat the original... As I get older, I'll get stronger and your master knows that...and so will you as you take the potions that are made from my blood, however...it's temporary, if you stop taking the potions... My father did something to me when he was healing me, I felt it, perhaps because he knew what was coming...your master knew this and I'm sure he told you in some form or another."
Harry remembered Voldemort telling him at the Wizard's Ball that she was filled with 'untapped power'...he saw it, but Harry didn't realize that his master intended to use her like some kind of utility. "I..."
"I can't do anything with this braclet on, he knows that...so, I don't have a choice," Azadeh looked down again, her tears falling, she left to go to the bedroom...Harry watched her. This overwhelming sense of guilt ran through his heart. He would become stronger, even stronger than before and it would because of her...'borrowed power'. The new standard issued potions that were given to the Death Eaters to make them near unstoppable, would be from his WIFE, HIS WIFE...and HE, HARRY, was going to be responsible for help stealing it. 'I don't deserve you...,' he thought. ...
A few days later, Harry had brought Draco with to help him. Harry didn't want her in restraints, HE and Draco would hold, wanting her to feel his touch instead of some cold leather on her skin. As they entered the room, Azadeh was already panicking and tried to get away, Harry and Draco kept a hold on her, but when the nurse came and she saw the five large viles and the needle...all hell broke loose.
"GET AWAY!" Azadeh kicked the nurse and she flew across the room, Draco's eyes widened and his eyebrows raised.
Orderlys tried to bring straps in and Harry stopped them, "DON'T YOU LAY ONE FINGER ON MY AZADEH! I'LL HOLD HER!"
"Yes," Draco stated. "How MANY blasted viles do you NEED! That's far too many, she'll be extremely weak after that, and you expect her to stay calm!"
The nurse stood up, grabbing her chest, "LOOK, this is what the Dark Lord wants, and how many he says he needs. She'll be provided for afterwards."
Harry saw the look on the nurse's face when she glared at Azadeh, "YOU'D better be gentle, or I'll have your head!"
"Yes...I understand, but she will have to get used to this, this will have to be done once a month."
"ONE A MONTH?" Draco narrowed his eyes.
"YES, this blood won't last forever and only his top Death Eaters will have it, including yourselves...times that by so many around the world? Please.. Now, please place her on the table and hold her, I'll have to have one of my men hold her arm out, if she struggles, it will hurt her...so," the nurse nodded to one of the men, she looked sympathetically at Azadeh, even though she wasn't happy with the fact that she kicked her.
"NO!" Azadeh screamed at the top of her lungs, but Draco and Harry managed to get her on the table.
"Dammit WOMAN!" Draco shouted.
"Hold her legs," Harry said calmly. He watched as Draco held them tightly, he was as strong as his father now, so Azadeh couldn't move them. Harry held her upper body, but whispered in her ear, "please, sweetheart, it will be over soon." He kissed her and loved on her, she cried as they filled the viles, Draco's heart jerked, he hated this...if he was in Harry's place, could he do this to her? But...did Harry have much of a choice?
"Please don't let them do this to me!" Azadeh cried.
Harry's heart hurt, "can't you hurry this up!"
"I'm MOVING as fast as I can!" the nurse stated... "One more...THERE! You're done, sweetheart...you're all done. Honestly, she's like a CHILD!"
"WATCH...YOUR...TONGUE," Draco hissed.
Azadeh felt dizzy and very weak, the nurse immediately gave her cookies and juice. "YOU took too much," Harry hissed.
"I KNOW," she glared back. "I told the Dark Lord it was too much, but he told me that as long as it wasn't enough to kill her, she'd be fine."
"She'll be suseptable to sickness like this," Draco glared.
"I'm sorry, just keep her warm and feed her regular food as soon as you get home. I have to follow orders, you know how it is," the nurse left.
Azadeh nearly passed out, but Harry and Draco managed to keep her aware so they could feed her, she felt better after a few hours. "I don't believe this...I thought they were just going to take a vile or two, not FIVE LARGE VILES," Harry hissed.
"Indeed. And the fact that they're going to do this every month...but should we be suprised, Harry? Isn't it what we do sometimes, the cruelty...only this time, it's happpening to Azadeh, isn't it?"