-1Voldemort smiled at himself in the mirror. My he looked handsome. The girls would be thrilled. He admired himself again. He was the same height as before and his skin, while still pale, was a shade or two darker than the girls. His hair was long, to his shoulders and a silky jet black. He was well muscled, no long skinny and his lips were full and a light pink. The only thing that remained the same, were his eyes. He smiled once more in the mirror, donned a pair of silk pants and walked to the garden's where the girls were playing. He stepped out and called to them. They turned and stared at him for a minute before running over and fawning over his new body.
"Do you like it, my angels?" he asked. They nodded and Voldemort turned back towards the house. "Since I no longer frighten you, let us have a little fun in my bed." The girls scurried after him.
"I wana go first!" Felina said. The other two shouted in indignation, but Voldemort just said,
"She called it first, girls." The other two pouted.
Hours later found the girls lounging about Voldemort's massive bed, exhausted. Voldemort stood and grabbed a wet warm towel, gently cleaning the girls.
"The ceremony shall be in a week." He told them. The girls nodded and just laid there, allowing Voldemort to gently clean them. When he was done they moved together into a huddle and began to drift off. Voldemort laid between them and fell asleep as well. Not realizing that many things where going to change then.
The wedding was a grand occasion with streamers and flowers everywhere. All the Death Eaters where there to cheer on their Lord. It was Lucius who walked to girls down the isle and gave them away. They said there vows and were done. They were married, and Severus stood in a corner and tried not to cry. How he loved those girls. At the reception they danced with Voldemort and a few other Death Eater's after they cut the cake and drank some wine.
As Severus Danced with Felina he pulled her close and whispered,
"It's not to late to come back."
"Severus," She said in a warning tone.
"You are going to regret this." he told her.
"Severus, don't. Not again." She begged. Severus sighed and stopped when the song ended. He kissed her cheek and walked off.
Two months later, the Death Eater's stood in a circle around Voldemort's thrown. The girls stood next to his thrown, standing regally as if they were meant to be there. Voldemort regarded his Death Eaters coolly and asked,
"Any new news?" Each Death Eater with information stepped forward. Finally when no more stepped forward Voldemort asked,
"Is that all?" The room was silent, "Well then…" He began.
"Wait!" Came Lulu's voice. All eyes turned towards her.
"What is it, my love?" Voldemort asked. Lulu looked out at the Death Eater's and met Lucius' then Severus' eyes.
"I'm pregnant." She told Voldemort. The Dark Lord jumped up and embraced Lulu, pushing back her Death Eater hood and kissing her.
"How far along?" He demanded.
"Two months." She told him. Immediately Voldemort turned to his Death Eaters.
"Severus!" He called. Severus stepped forward.
"Carry Lulu to her room." He ordered, "Stay with her and get her anything she needs. Jael, Felina, you stay here." The other two pouted but did as they were told as Severus carried Lulu up to her and the other girls room.
Lulu guided him there and he laid her on the bed. He removed his mask and set it on the night table.
"So, you're pregnant." he said.
"Yes." She said. Severus leaned over and kissed her lips gently.
"I wish it were my child in your belly instead of his." he said. Lulu blushed and Severus helped her out of her robes, reveling a maternity gown. Severus reached out and caressed her stomach, kissing her lips again.
"Lulu…" He began.
"Don't Severus. Just don't." She breathed. Severus nodded and turned to the door, standing up and closing it. He sat back on the bed and reached out, rubbing Lulu's feet. She moaned in pleasure and laid back on the bed.
"Gods, that feel so good." she said. Severus smiled and let his hands trail up her legs. Lulu glared at him and his hands went back down to her feet.
"Severus, I love you," She began, "But I…we have made our choice. Please do not fight us. If you really love us, you will not fight this."
"It is because I love you that I fight this." He said. "You can change this. We can all run away from this. Run to Iceland, or the states." Lulu placed a finger to his lips.
"Hush now. Do not speak of such treachery. It could get you killed." Severus kissed her fingers, than her, holding her to him.
"How I miss the days when you were my student, and I could control you." He said.
"You could never control us." Lulu purred against his lips.
"But I could give you detentions to keep you under my watch." He said, kissing her again. Lulu pushed him away.
"Severus, I'm married now." She said, "We can't do this." Severus nodded and sat next to her on the bed.
"I love you, Severus. Nothing will ever change that." She breathed.
"Something already has." He said.
"How are you doing this morning my love?" Voldemort asked Lulu as he walked into her shower. She stuck her head out of the shower and glared at him.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she bit out. Voldemort was taken aback.
"Nothing, my darling." He said softly, "No need to get snappy."
"Oh so I'm 'snappy' now, am I?" she snarled. Voldemort swallowed hard,
"Now Love…" He began.
"What!" she shrieked. Voldemort moved closer to her.
"Calm down, angel. I didn't mean it." He cooed.
"Whatever!" She cried, "Next you're going to tell me I'm fat!" she yelled.
"Angel, you're not fat. It's just the pregnancy." he said. Voldemort ducked as a shampoo bottle went flying at him.
"So I am fat!" she cried. "You don't think I'm sexy anymore!" Voldemort Ducked as a facial wash bottle was thrown towards his head.
"Angel," He tried. "Pumpkin, darling, sweetheart, dumpling." Lulu continued to throw things at him screaming about how he didn't love her anymore. Voldemort finally froze her, stripped and got in the shower with her, releasing her.
"You froze me!" She cried. Out side Jael and Felina's laughter could be heard. A body wash bottle was thrown towards them. Voldemort held her to him and whispered,
"I did it so I could hold you." Lulu stopped her fighting and cuddled into his chest, sighing.
"I'm sorry." She said, "I don't know what came over me." Voldemort smiled and gently washed her body and hair, massaging her body as he did. His hands trailed to her round stomach and gently rubbed it, kissing her shoulder.
"My child." He breathed, "My heir." Lulu just nodded.
Felina, Jael and Lulu sat in the library reading and poking run at Lulu's outrageous cravings, since she was currently eating cookies and shrimp, together. Suddenly Draco came running into the room and jumped into Jael's lap.
"Hey, pumpkin." Felina said. "What are you doing here?"
"Death Eater meeting." He said, "The Dark Lord said I could come stay with you guys while he talked to Father."
"Always glad to have you, love." Lulu said, rubbing her round belly. "You want something to drink?" Draco nodded and Lulu stood, waddling over to the small bar and getting him a butter beer, then waddling back, imitating a penguin perfectly.
Voldemort stood from his chair in the study and made to leave.
"Where are you going?" Felina asked.
"To the Department of Mysteries." He said.
"We want to go." Jael said.
"No!" He snapped.
"Why not?" asked Lulu.
"Because it is dangerous! And you girls are not going!" He walked over to them, bent down and kissed each of them, then said, "I'm not putting you in danger." And with that he left. The girls pouted but stayed behind.
Voldemort returned to the Manor exhausted and immediately collapsed onto his bed. The girls came in and tended to him lovingly, pulling off his robes and dressing him in sleep pants. They bathed his sweaty brow in cold water and got him a cold tumbler or scotch. After he was taken care off, the girls cuddled up to him in his bed, and rubbed his sore muscles. Voldemort kissed each of them, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Lulu waddled into Azkaban with Jael and Felina helping her. Lucius sat in his cell looking miserable.
"Lucius." Felina said. The blond haired man's head shot up.
"Girls!" He cried in a hoarse voice and rushed over to the bars of the cell. His arm squeezed between the bars, reaching for them. They all touched him gently, allowing him to hug them through the bars.
"How are you? How's Draco?" He asked.
"We are fine." Jael said.
"And Draco is too." Lulu told him.
"We can't believe you named us as his guardians." Felina breathed. Lucius smiled and kissed them.
"It's what he wanted. Had you stayed with me…." He stopped and sighed. "The memories of you three are the only things that sustain me in here. Those where some of the happiest times in my life. Seeing you running into my arms when I came home from work. My three girls." The girls smiled up at him and nestled into his arms.
A loud scream echoed through the manor, followed by a string of curses.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH IF YOU EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN I'LL RIP YOUR NUTS OFF!"
"Not yet, Lulu. You can't push yet."
"LET ME FUCKING PUSH!"
"No, you'll rip your self."
"MAKE HIM LET ME PUSH, YOU STUPID….."
"Severus!"
"I'm sorry, no, she'll hurt yourself.
Severus Snape, potions master of Hogwarts, knelt on the ground between Lulu's legs, one ankle propped up on each shoulder, his hands coaxing her opening wider. Voldemort sat behind her, her back propped up on his chest as she gripped his hand tightly enough to break it. Jael and Felina had been shoed away to the corner's by Lulu's growl. The silver haired girl looked up at Voldemort and cried out,
"I AM NEVER EVER HAVING SEX WITH YOU AGAIN!" Voldemort petted her hair back and murmured to her gently.
"DON'T YOU TRY AND CHANGE MY MIND!" she shrieked, "YOUR DICK WILL COME OFF BEFORE IT WILL BE INSIDE ME AGAIN!" Severus chuckled and Lulu dug the heel of her foot into his back.
"YOU SHUT UP, DO YOUR DAMN JOB, AND GET THIS FUCKING BABY OUT OF ME!" Severus leaned in and said,
"Push." Lulu grunted and pushed as hard as she could. She inhaled and stopped.
"Again." Severus said and Lulu gave another push, crying out as the crown of the child's head breeched her opening.
"Again." He said.
"GOD AND GODDESS!" she cried. The baby's head was pushed through and Severus told her to stop. He whipped the head down and pulled out a mucus plunger to clean the babies nose and mouth. When he was done with that and the baby was screaming, he told her to push again. Three more pushes and the baby was out, along with all the after birth. Voldemort walked over and gently cut the umbilical cord, then Severus took the child over to a small table and whipped it down. Voldemort stroked back Lulu's hair and Felina and Jael came running over. They all cooed at her and told her how fantastic she did, whipping her sweaty brow and caressing her. Finally Severus declared loudly,
"It's a boy!" He brought over the child and handed it to Lulu who cradled him to her gently. He was beautiful. Smooth pale skin, a tuft of jet black hair, a pudgy little face and full pink lips. He squirmed and turned to her opening wide blue eyes. He stared at her for a minute then opened his mouth and screamed.
"Oh, he's hungry!"' Lulu cooed at him, leading his mouth to her nipple. He suckled contently as they all marveled over him. When he was done, Voldemort picked him up and cradled him.
"He's perfect. In every way." He declared, smoothing back the tuft of hair.
"What's his name?" Severus asked, pulling out a birth information sheet.
"Roland." Voldemort said.
"Salazar." added Lulu,
"Alexander." put in Felina
"Marvalo." finished Jael. Severus wrote this down. And turned to them.
"Congratulations, My Lord, Girls." He said. Voldemort handed the child back to Lulu then walked over to Severus.
"Come, have a drink with me!" He said, putting an arm around Severus's shoulders. "We must celebrate." Severus nodded and the two went to Voldemort's study for a scotch.
"Let me hold him." Felina cooed,
"No I wana hold him!" squealed Jael.
"Hey! I just had this kid! Let me hold him for a bit." Lulu snapped and cradled Roland to her. Roland yawned and drifted off. Lulu smiled at him and handed him to Felina.
"I'm going to take a nap." She said. The girls nodded and took Roland away from her.
Felina sat next to a sleeping Lulu, rocking Roland gently in her arms. He looked up at her and reached for a long tendril of red hair that dangled in front of her face. Before his pudgy hand could wrap around it, Felina pulled it away, tucking it behind her ear.
"No, no, no." she teased. He made a face at her and gurgled a little before whimpering. Felina gently pressed his pacifier to his lips and he immediately took it into his mouth, stopping his cries.
"What's going on?" Lulu asked groggily.
"Nothing." Felina said, gently passing Roland into her waiting arms.
Draco sat curled in Jael's lap crying his eyes out.
"What if I can't do it?" he asked, "He'll kill me."
"We won't let him." Felina reassured him. Lulu bounced Roland gently in her arms and said softly,
"Don't worry, Draco, everything will be all right." Draco shook his head but kept quiet. Lulu gently laid Roland in his crib and walked over to Draco.
"We promised we would protect you." She said, "And we will. Voldemort may be our husband, but he'll have to climb over our dead and stiff corpse to get to you. So don't worry."
Draco nodded.
Dear Mothers,
Things are not well here. I am having trouble killing the old fool. It is getting harder and harder to attempt. He seems to have ridiculously good luck. I am starting to worry that I will fail. If I do, HE will kill me. I know HE will. I pray that all is well there. I miss you and Roland a lot. I shall try to come home for the holiday's but do not count on it.
Love,
Draco.
Jael set the letter on the desk and sighed. She felt bad that Draco had such a heavy burden on his shoulder. Lulu looked up from where Roland was breast feeding and shook her head.
"This is ridiculous. To assign such a task to a child so young." She said. Felina nodded.
"We should talk to Voldemort." Her voice was soft.
"We will." Jael said.
"Talk to me about what?" Came a voice behind them. The girls turned to see Voldemort walking up to them.
"What?" he asked them.
"We want you to take back Draco's task." Felina said.
"No." Voldemort said.
"Please, my lord!" Felina begged. "You are condemning him! A child so young will not be able to murder a man in cold blood!"
"I could!" Voldemort bellowed. "I could do it when I was younger than him!"
"But you were not shown the love Draco has been!" Jael cried. "You were cold and distant from the start, my lord! Please, do not do this to him!" Voldemort turned to Jael.
"He will do it or he will die!" He yelled.
"My lord." Came Lulu's soft voice over Roland's cries. Voldemort paused and turned to her, seeing her rocking his child in her arms. She walked over to him, carrying the crying child.
"Would you condemn Roland to death if he could not kill?"
"Roland would be able to do it in a second." He said.
"You do not know that. It takes a lot for a person to kill another." She said. "A lot of hate and anger."
"And Draco should have these." Voldemort snapped.
"Why?" Jael asked just as softly, "Because you do?"
"Draco did not grow up as you did, in a place of hate." Felina said.
"Our child will not grow up as you did." Lulu said. "He will not be able to do as you do. Would you kill him because he could not kill himself?"
"Never." Voldemort said, stroking Roland's hair.
"Then why do you do it to Draco?" Felina asked.
"We realize you are angry with Lucius," Jael said, "But do not take your anger out on the boy." Voldemort looked at each of the girls then at Roland and sighed.
"You are right." He said, "It is not right. Should he fail, I will not kill him." The girls smiled. Voldemort sat on the couch and motioned them over.
"You girls are my voices of reason." He told them.
Draco tumbled out of the floo and into the girls waiting arms. They cooed and fawned over him. He looked like shit. He was paler than normal, with dark circles under his eyes and hollowed cheeks. Jael picked him up and took him to his room, putting him to bed. When he awoke he had been bathed and changed into his night clothes. On his night table sat a steaming bowl of soup with a small salad. He inhaled the food as the girls walked in.
"Draco, sweetie." Lulu said, bouncing Roland on her hip.
"You look awful." Said Felina.
"I'm having a very hard time trying to figure out how to kill Dumbledore." Draco said. Jael gently stroked back his hair. "Well, what have you tried so far?" Draco went through the long list of his attempts and failures and the girls just sat and listened. He told them of methods he'd thought up and rejected and methods he was thinking of now. He told them of the cabinet in the room of requirement.
"You'll need a diversion." Felina finally said. Jael reached into the night table and pulled out the WWW smoke bombs.
"Use these." she said. Draco smiled.
"How simple. How perfect." he said. Roland gurgled and Draco reached for him. Lulu handed over the small child. Draco took Roland and cradled him, caressing his cheek gently.
"Will you hate me if I tell you something?" He whispered.
"We could never hate you, Draco." Lulu said, kissing his cheek. Draco looked up at them and said,
"I'm in love with Harry Potter." The girls stared at him for a moment then Felina said,
"That certainly complicates things."
"Does he know?" Lulu inquired.
"No." Draco said.
"You should tell him." Jael said.
"You're not mad?" Draco asked.
"Of course not." Felina said.
"We love you." Jael told him.
"And nothing will ever change that." Lulu added.
Draco stood in the broken girls bathroom with Myrtle, staring into the mirror. Despite his mother's words he was worried that Voldemort would still kill him, not to mention he still loved Harry and ached to tell him. The only option open to him, was suicide. He looked at his wand then in the Mirror.
"Don't." Came moaning Myrtles voice. "Don't…tell me what's wrong…. I can help you."
"No one can help me." Draco said. "Gods, I love him. But I can't do it. I can't." Draco looked up and saw Harry in the Mirror. He spun around and pointed his wand at him, throwing out random hexes half heartedly. Harry countered his hexes, dodging and returning them. Draco blocked, ignoring Myrtles shrieks to stop.
"SECTUMSEMPRA!" Harry yelled. Draco felt his face and chest break open and blood pour from the wounds.
"No-" Harry gasped, scrambling towards Draco as he fell. Draco stared at Harry. Green eye reflected disbelief and despair. Draco felt oddly touched.
"No-I didn't-"
Harry fell to his knee's and pulled Draco into his lap, trying to stifle the flow with his hands. Draco stared into Harry's eyes. Harry looked panicked. Some one was screaming in the bathroom, but Draco didn't know who, not that he cared. Harry's hands were gentle and soft as he pushed, trying to stop the blood flow. Tears dripped down his face and he frantically tried to heal the wounds with his hands alone.
"No, please." He breathed. Draco looked up at Harry and smiled softly. Harry didn't seem to notice. Draco reached up and gripped the back Harry's neck and pulled his head down. Harry gasped and allowed himself to be pulled. Draco mashed there lips together, pressing his tongue into Harry's mouth. Harry yelped in surprise as Draco ravished his mouth. Harry pulled away right as Snape burst into the room.
The infirmary was quiet when Harry snuck in. He spotted Draco's bed immediately, and walked over, gently pulling off the invisibility cloak and leaning over Draco's sleeping form.
"What are you doing here, Potter?" Harry jumped as Draco opened his eyes and stared at him.
"Well?" Draco asked.
"I wanted to make sure you were okay." He said. Draco stared at him. Harry shuffled his feet nervously.
"Are you?"
"I'm fine."
"Oh." There was a pregnant silence between the two. Finally Harry asked,
"Why did you kiss me?"
"Maybe you should leave." Draco said.
"But…"
"Just go, you've done enough damage." Harry flinched.
"I'm sorry."
"Whatever."
"Please…"
"Please what?" Draco snapped. Harry moved towards the bed, climbing onto the mattress. Draco watched Harry coldly. Harry looked at him, then stopped and moved to get off. Draco grabbed his arm and pulled him on top of him. Harry yelped and tried to brace himself. Draco smashed there mouths together, gripping Harry tightly. Harry gasped and Draco plundered his mouth his mouth, moaning. Harry felt Draco's hand drift down and kneed his ass. Harry jerked away, gasping.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Draco sat up and pushed Harry back onto the bed.
"I will never get another chance like this." He panted and tore Harry's clothes off, before removing his as well. Draco bent down and engulfed Harry in his mouth, sucking hard. Harry moaned loudly. Draco cast a silencing spell and continued, grabbing some lotion and coating his fingers in it.
"What……OH GODS!" Harry yelped and Draco pushed two fingers into him. Draco rubbed Harry's prostate as he sucked him, purring around his cock. Harry writhed on the bed, moaning loudly. Draco pulled away and coated himself in the lotion, pulling Harry's legs over his shoulders. Draco positioned himself at Harry's entrance and thrust. Harry cried out, tears pricking his eyes. It burnt. Bad. Draco kissed Harry again, holding still till he adjusted.
"Shhhh." He cooed. "Relax." Harry did as he was told and Draco pulled out, pushing in again hard. He hit Harry's prostate dead on, causing the smaller boy to cry out, bucking his hips. Draco pushed Harry's knee's up to his chest and pounded into him, hitting his prostate each time. Harry whimpered, pushing back on the invading cock. Draco stopped and gripped the base of his cock, stifling his orgasm, then continued. Harry screamed Draco's name, arching his back at an impossible angle and cumming hard. Draco groaned and pushed in as far as he could go, filling Harry with his seed. Harry's legs fell from Draco's shoulders and hung off his hips. Draco leaned over Harry, panting, holding himself in Harry. Harry stared up at Draco.
"I…what….why?"
"Because I love you, Potter." Draco said, leaning down and kissing Harry again. Harry kissed him back.
"That…was my first time." Harry said. Draco paused and suddenly jerked away, his eyes wide. Harry watched him confused.
"What?" The green eyed boy asked.
"I-I didn't know that." Draco told him.
"Would it have made a difference?" Harry inquired, sitting up.
"FUCKING YES IT WOULD'VE!" Draco shouted. Harry flinched. "IT WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN IN A FUCKING INFIRMARY BED WITH JUST LOTION!" Harry stared at him puzzled.
"It….huh?" Draco leaned over and grabbed Harry.
"It would have been in a real room, with oil and candles." He said. Harry blushed.
"I'm…I don't know." he said. Draco sighed and laid back on the bed, pulling Harry with him.
"Does this mean I'm gay?" Harry asked. Draco stared at him.
"Do you want to do it again?" He asked. Harry nodded.
"Yes, you're gay." Harry pillowed his head on Draco's chest.
"Are you my boyfriend?" Harry questioned.
"Do you want me to be?" Draco returned.
"I don't know." Harry admitted.
"Do you want me to have sex with you again?"
"Well, yeah."
"Do you want me to kiss you."
"Well, yeah."
"Do you want me to take you out to dinner?" Draco asked with an eyebrow arched. Harry was quiet.
"Well, do you?" Draco pushed.
"Yes." Harry muttered.
"I didn't hear you." Draco said, grinning. Harry looked up, eyes narrowed.
"Yes you did, you basturd." He snapped. Draco smirked. Harry rolled his eyes and said,
"Yes! YES! I want you to fuck me, kiss me, take me out to dinner, buy me flowers, lick my ass, whatever." Draco stared at Harry, then turned on his side and burst out laughing. Harry huffed and moved to get up. Draco grabbed him, pulling him back down.
"Gods, I love you." He said. Harry just smiled.
From a secluded corner in the Infirmary, three girls smiled at each other before they quietly left.
Draco rolled over, wrapping his arms securely around Harry. The two had slipped back into there pajama's and cuddled back into the bed. Jael, Felina and Lulu gave specific order's that no one was to disturb Draco. Harry opened his eye's staring at Draco. He sat up, wincing slightly. His bum hurt. But it was a good kind of hurt. One he could get used to. Draco grabbed Harry's arm.
"And just where the hell do you think you're going?" he asked.
"I have to pee." Harry whined.
"Pee your pants." Draco snapped, pulling Harry back to him.
"Malfoy…"
"Draco."
"Fine. Draco. I have to pee. You're going to hex my balls off if I pee in this bed."
"No, I'll hex your balls off if you leave this bed."
"Damnit, Draco, I have to pee."
"Too bad." Harry glared at Draco. Draco rolled his eyes and released Harry.
"Hurry up. It's cold in here." Harry stuck out his tongue and scampered off to the bathroom.
"Was it good?" Draco spun around to find his mother's grinning at him.
"Heavenly." Draco said with a dopey smile. Felina jumped onto the bed and hugged Draco tightly.
"Our little baby is growing up and getting laid." Jael whacked her upside the head.
"You mean falling in love." she growled.
"That too." Felina replied with a grin. Lulu chuckled, bouncing Roland on her hip. Harry came back and gapped at the girls.
"You!" he cried.
"Us!" Felina gasped. Harry sneered.
"I saw you at the graveyard! What are you doing here?" Draco sat up and reached for Harry.
"They're my mothers." He said.
"Mothers?" Harry asked. "As in plural?" Draco nodded.
"My father is in Azkaban and Narcissa….I do not know where she is." Draco explained. Harry stared at the girls, then at Roland. He walked over and carefully examined the child. Roland opened his blue eyes and looked at Harry, laughing and grabbing Harry's glasses. Harry chuckled and Lulu pried them from her child's grip, cleaning them and handing them back to the boy. Harry put them on and continued to examine Roland.
"He's Voldemort's, isn't he?" Harry asked. Lulu stared into his eyes.
"No." She said. Draco watched this exchange quietly.
"You're Death Eaters." He said, looking at the three of them.
"No." Jael stated. Harry looked between them and sighed, turning back to Draco.
"Draco, you're a Death Eater." Draco just watched him.
"I can't be with you. I can't be with you, then face you on the battle field." Draco stared at him.
"We won't face each other on the battle field." Draco told him. Harry shook his head.
"I'm sorry." He said, grabbing his wand and leaving. Draco watched him go blankly. When the infirmary door closed behind him, he deflated against the bed. Jael, Felina and Lulu cradled him as he cried.
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