Azadeh was working in the delivery area, looking for the name 'Jasper Williamson'. It hadn't shown up in a while and she wondered if he'd stopped ordering from them or worse, something happened to Hermione. Maybe he sold her to someone else...or even got rid of her because he got tired of her. Azadeh had convinced Melissa and Harry to let her do deliveries, it wasn't hard and Harry thought it was no big deal as long as she kept the cloak on so no one would bother her. But he had no idea that she would switch cloaks once she got to Hermione's house, so she could get closer.
Finally, after about one week, she spotted the name and immediately requested to deliver this package. Melissa allowed her and she was to travel by floo powder. Melissa was a pure-blood so she could use magic more frequently. "Let me know when you're done," Melissa smiled as Azadeh disappeared.
"Special Delivery," a voice came from the fireplace announcing Azadeh's arrival. Azadeh quickly changed her cloak and stuffed the other one in her messenger bag. She stepped through and she recognized Hermione right away, the curly hair, big brown eyes, and slightly bigger frame than her's. Azadeh had met Hermione along with Harry, she got along with her really well and wondered if she would remember her at all.
Hermione came up and smiled, "hi, you must be new...what's your name?"
"Azadeh," she looked around. At least Hermione seemed to be well cared for. The home was quaint, it wasn't too extravagant, but you could tell her owner was well off. Everything was done in dark woods and had a homey feel to it.
"Azadeh? That's a really pretty name, would you like some tea?" Hermione observed her, she felt she knew her from somewhere but couldn't quite place her and it bothered her. Like all puzzles, she wanted to solve it...the moment she layed eyes on Azadeh, she knew something was going to change in her life...
"Oh, yes, thank you," Azadeh was relieved, she would get time to see if Hermione could remember her.
Hermione served the tea and biscuits, still observing Azadeh. When she noticed she was staring, she shook herself out of it, "uh, I'm sorry, it's just you don't look like anyone else around here..."
"That's because I'm not. I'm from America."
"Oh, REALLY? Where from?"
"Arizona..."
"Wait, you aren't...native, are you?" Hermione's eyes lit up.
"Half, but it shows up a lot."
"Wow, you must have went for quite a bit...how much?"
This was a wierd conversation, one that Azadeh didn't think would happen...especially from Hermione, had they done something to her? Or was it something more, trying to figure out what kind of gifts she had by the amount she was sold for?
"Uh, 1,500,000..."
"WOW...that's one of the highest bids I've heard of in a long time... So, um, why was it so high?"
Azadeh smiled, that was Hermione, she was putting together the pieces...trying to figure her out. "Well, my father is a Shaman and I inherited his abilites, and I have Seer capabilites..."
Hermiones eye's widened, "they...they didn't capture him did they?" Azadeh shook her head, she sighed in relief. "So...who?"
"I'm afraid I can't say right now, but he takes good care of me."
"Good...because I know some aren't so lucky."
Azadeh shot her head up, "is your's good to you?"
"Most of the time...I'm lucky because he uses me more as an assistant than anything else. I work as his companion, he's not a bad looking man and so far he hasn't taken advantage of me, yet," Hermoine was suprised how she was just opening up to Azadeh...where did she KNOW her, she's met her before?
"Mine married me," Azadeh put her left hand up.
"But that's good, right? You're a bit freer that way."
"Sometimes."
Hermione decided to get right to the point, though she wanted to be careful because she didn't know who Azadeh belonged to, "I have to ask you something." Azadeh waited...Hermione was truly a bright girl, did she remember? "Have we met? I just feel like I know you from somewhere?"
She smiled, but before Azadeh could open her mouth a bell rang through the fireplace...it was Melissa, "Azadeh, where are you? You have other deliveries to make."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I have to go...but as soon as I get another delivery here, I'll come back."
Hermione nodded in disappointment, she was so close to figuring out who Azadeh was, "okay, I'll try and get out an order as soon as possible. Hopefully in the next week or so." Azadeh nodded, and in a greenish flame...she was gone.
Azadeh had gotten back from her last delivery, she made a few good tips...some men just handed her a bunch of money just for 'making their day'...whatever that meant. When she told Melissa what they had said, she laughed. "Um...I think they meant that you gave them some 'eye candy', so to speak. Which was bold considering the cloak you're wearing."
Azadeh turned bright red and would be sure not to mention that to Harry.
She was done for the day, so she grabbed a book that she bought and a coffee, then sat down to read, something in French no less, so she could keep up with her lessons. Besides, it didn't hurt to learn another language. Suddenly, she felt someone watching her. Azadeh looked around and couldn't find anyone, maybe it was just paranoia, but her feelings were rarely wrong. Something told her to look up...and there he was, Lucius. Standing on a flat roof of a building, staring at her like some super villian out of a muggle comic book. She swallowed hard, he only smirked.
Azadeh left quickly. In fact, 'quickly' wasn't the word, if she could travel at Mach 5 on her feet, scientists probably would have dubbed her as their test subject. Unfortunately for her, Lucius seemed to travel at Mach 6, got ahead of her and dragged her into a dark alley, covering her mouth...out of sight from everyone. Lucius made sure no one followed her, or any of his fellow Death Eaters were around to report him.
He slammed her into the brick wall, Azadeh winced, trying to get out of his grip, trying to hit him but it wasn't working, there wasn't enough space to move. Lucius kept his hand over her mouth, "listen my pretty little Azadeh. I'm not going to hurt you, do you understand? I just want to talk. I'm going to remove my hand from your mouth and you are not going to scream, correct?" She nodded.
"What are you doing, Lucius? You're supposed to keep your distance from me," Azadeh said breathlessly.
He was nuzzling her neck and kissing her jawline, raising up his head he said, "yes, I am. UNLESS I feel you're doing something you're not supposed to."
"And what would that be!" she hissed.
"Oh...looking up records of certain people in the library and try and find where they are, you're not supposed to do that..."
Azadeh narrowed her yellow eyes at him, "if I wasn't supposed to, they wouldn't be public record."
"I'm talking about looking up certain former... 'friends', ones that might, if reunited, cause problems," Lucius purred.
"I looked up old friends of mine, ones that had gone missing and I wondered if they had been purchased. You're just trying to find a reason, ANY reason to get me away from Harry, even if it means death. I can understand what he did wasn't exactly fair, but when have YOU ever been? After all, CAN'T you buy another girl, I understand you got your money back!"
She winced again as Lucius thrusted her harder against the walls, "you just don't get IT, do you? I could have any WOMAN I damn well choose, but I CHOSE YOU...I paid for YOU...YOU are who I want to give me another child!" He leaned in closer to her lips and licked them, she turned away, only leaning in to her ear and whispering, "yessss, you are a very FERTILE creature, aren't you? And the only thing that's protecting you are the contraceptive potions."
Azadeh blushed at his words, she, herself knew she'd be easy to get pregnant, knowing her body. Her father always said you could tell in a woman's eyes. Her eyes were large and bright, healthy, bedroom eyes that could lead a man anywhere.
Lucius pressed himself against her, "one good, hard, FUCK would do it, wouldn't it?" She turned away, tears were forming, why did he have to talk to her like this? He saw what he was doing and backed off a little, "...but, Azadeh, I don't want to do it like that...I wouldn't do it like that. I would romance you, then make love to you a hundred times to ensure I planted my seed. Take care of you during and after..."
She started to cry, and now was inbetween his legs as he knelt down, holding her. "Please stop this, Lucius," her hands were over her face.
Lucius was not listening, he nuzzled her and loved her, "it doesn't matter...I will take you back, I will take back what is rightfully mine...including Harry's title, do you understand? And just so you know...that little whelp is planning on getting you pregnant. He's going to get rid of all the contraceptive potions you have...I would fight it if I were you...because if you don't and you end up pregnant, when I get you back...I will make sure you LOSE that child. I don't care how far along you are...yes, I plan on taking you back very soon."
Azadeh's insides turned cold, he would do it, she knew he would. Lucius was ambitious to say the least and she knew he'd kill Harry's child in a heartbeat. "Stop this," it was all she could say.
"Alright, I will stop...but make no mention of this to Harry, or I'll let Voldemort know of your little venture to the library. I know you were looking up Ms. Granger...it would be a shame if something were to happen to her," and in a puff of black smoke, Lucius was gone.
Azadeh sat alone in the bedroom, afraid to go look in the cabinet...had Harry removed all the contraceptive potions? In her heart, she knew he did, but her eyes would confirm it...it was a betrayl of his word, he said he would wait and Azadeh needed that time to try and get him back.
'OH, HOW COULD I BE SO STUPID! To think that I wasn't possibly being watched, ESPECIALLY by Lucius. He was looking for ANY REASON to take me away, get me away from Harry. Even if he is bluffing, Harry's already been made to prove his loyalty to Voldemort...if Lucius did say something and Voldemort has me under suspicion anyway, he would check it out just to be sure...he would kill Hermione anyway...her life wouldn't matter to him,' Azadeh was trapped in her thoughts, she started rocking herself back and forth slightly.
Finally, she got up enough courage to look in the little cabinet that held the potions...and they were gone. Sobbing and shaking her head, Azadeh couldn't believe Harry, her Harry had broken his word. He knew that she took the contraceptive potions AFTER they made love, it would most likely be late and so, nothing would be open to buy more...making the excuse that he forgot. A woman could get pregnant within seventy-two hours if not sooner...and she knew that her body would most likely accept his seed within twenty-four, Harry was potent, he was strong...and Azadeh sensed it. If she went to buy more the next day, the bottle would glow pink, letting her know that there was no need to buy it.
It wasn't that she didn't want Harry's child, she did...she wanted all of him. But not as he was... Azadeh debated, she could go and buy more now...but again she wondered, did he think ahead? Quickly, she went back to Diagon Alley and went to the local store to buy some. Picking out other items along with the contraceptive potions, everything else was bought, but the contraceptive potions were rejected by the Harry's account.
"Looks like someone is wanting to start a family!" the store clerk said happily.
Azadeh meakly smiled back and took the rest of her purchase home. Harry had broken his promise to her...there was one thing she could do but she didn't know if she could get away with it, and he would most likely feel her doing it...reject his seed. It was a technique she learned in an unfortunate event, that if she was ever raped by a Death Eater, should they discover her...or any other man for that matter, her father made sure that she learned this, but her grandmother showed her. Azadeh knew it would hurt Harry's feelings and pride, and she didn't want to hurt him...but he hurt her too.
Harry came home, he didn't find Azadeh in the den or living room, so he hopped up the stairs. He was in a very good mood..because tonight, he was going to get his Azadeh pregnant, he had decided, he wanted a family and why should they wait? His mood shifted when he found her on the side of the bed, looking out the balcony doors...she was sad.
"You took away the contraceptive potions," her voice was neutral and flat.
Harry leaned against the bed post, he had hoped his little trick would go undiscovered, make it an 'accident', but he should have known better, "yes. I did."
"You promised me..."
"I promised you NOTHING...I said if you wanted me to wait, I would...and I have."
"Isn't that a little...MALFOYISH?" she hissed.
Harry's look turned angry, "DON'T put me in the same catagroy as THEM!"
"You were going to trick me...GOD, you must really think I'm like one of the STUPID WHORES you used to date."
"On the contrary, you're not even close to that...why do you think I made you my wife? You're a precious gem in every way to me, wouldn't it be natural for me to want to have a child with you? I know you're waiting for something...but why wait?"
Azadeh wanted to tell him how she was trying to awaken his memories, she had found Hermione, she wanted to save him...but if she got pregnant, he wouldn't let her out of his sight...he may not even let her work. This morning, she couldn't be happier, and now...it felt like her whole world just crashed to the ground in one big firey explosion.
"I can refuse you, you know...I could withhold myself from you...," she pulled out all the stops by refusing to have sex with him...but it wouldn't work.
Harry came around the bed and lifted her chin with his fingers, forcing her to look up at him...her eyes wet with tears as he glared down at her. "You and I BOTH know...that will not happen," he hissed.