"Welcome to Gringotts Lord Peverell," the goblin known as Honorak greeted.

"Well met Sir Honorak may gold forever fill your halls and may your enemies fall on your blade," he bowed slightly. The old goblin grinned happily from the respectful greeting.

"I see you've learned the ways of my people, Lord Peverell," Honorak looked at him appraisingly.

"Many find themselves too high of any importance to do so. It is a pity really, you would think they would be smart to not discriminate against your kind; after all, you and your people hold the wealth that many wizards and witches amass," he looked over at a couple of wizards a few tellers down. "And there is no other race or individual that I would trust to hold my own."

"Flattery does not get you anywhere except for the knickers of those who are quick to fall. But that doesn't mean it isn't welcomed," Honorak cackled. "Come this way Lord Peverell, let us visit your vault."

PHC

"Vault 08 Lord Peverell," the goblin known as Griphook said in his monotone voice.

"Thank you Sir Griphook," he bowed. "That was a refreshing ride," he grinned while trying to fix his naturally messy hair.

"Hmph, it gets very boring but I am amused that you find it refreshing," Griphook said dryly.

Rolling his eyes he looked longingly back at the mine cart before following the man - not that he needed to. They passed a few vaults before he noticed that most of them looked old and worn down. Hell, one of the vaults was partially covered by cobwebs. There was also the fact that most of the metal doors were singled out by having only one digit of a number.

Griphook held out his hand, "Your key please Lord Peverell."

"Oh! Give me a sec," he reached into his pocket and took out a silver ornate key and placed it onto the outstretched hand.

"Thank you," Griphook nodded.

He watched as the key was placed into a tiny hole where Griphook turned it clockwise before turning it the other way. His face scrunched up as he watched Griphook drag one of his long fingers vertically down a row of runes. He jumped slightly from the loud thud of a metal piece presumably crashing into another before the door began to slowly slide open.

"If you are done you must simply ring that bell over there," he followed with his eyes and saw a golden bell that hung from the ceiling. "Then a cart will be dispatched to you shortly."

"Thank you Sir Griphook, I shall do just that once I am finished."

The goblin nodded and walked away back to the cart which they took.

"Now what do we have here?"

PHC

"The Peverell vault is open…" a voice - one of disbelief - was carried out from the entrance of the vault.

Standing up from where he was crouched looking at a pair of eggs one purple another green he carefully moved to the entrance of his vault where he saw a woman standing in shock. His eyes caught her own which had a glazed look as if she had just seen a ghost.

'Huh, wonder who she is,' he thought to himself. 'But whoever she is she sure is hot,' he whistled.

His gaze wandered from her eyes down to her chest and then her stomach before falling even lower and landing on her long legs. Curves seemed to find themselves in all the right places making him heat up. Her robes hugged her body nicely, doing her assets wonders.

"Lord Peverell, may I know your name m'lady?" he shook her out of her stupor.

"What! Oh my- I am truly sorry Lord Peverell. It's just that the Peverell vault has never been open for decades, centuries even. Imagine my shock to find it alive once more and with the lord itself," she said the last part rather fervently but with a hint of fear.

"Well consider those times long gone. The Peverells haven't been seen or heard of for so long but we are back now. Well…now it would seem it is only 'I' who is back."

Before leaving Trixie had answered a question he'd hoped he wouldn't have mentioned so early. Upon hearing the answer it disappointed him; he thought there would have been someone other than him who was a living member of the Peverell family but he was wrong. His parents were dead along with an aunt that lived in America. He didn't have any siblings just like in New York but he had his cousins, but now he was entirely alone except for his house-elves of course, but that was hardly the same as human companions.

"I am sorry to hear that," she gave him a sympathetic look.

"No need to be sorry, we've been so disconnected from the wizarding world for a way too long and I hope to change that."

"Oh, that is great! It is nice to hear-Gah! I never told you my name," the witch in front of him huffed loudly. "Zabini, Helen Zabini."

He shook her hand and discreetly led her inside the vault. "Very nice to meet you Ms, Zabini," he kissed the back of her hand, his lips lingering for a few seconds.

"And I, you Lord Peverell," she curtseyed.

"Might I also add that you look rather lovely," he gave her a charming grin making her blush.

"Thank you, you look rather charming as well Lord Peverell."

Nodded smiled, "Ms, Zabini, or I daresay Mrs, Zabini," he brought her hand up from where they were still in his hands.

She looked shocked momentarily before smiling sheepishly. "Just Ms, Zabini. I've been without a husband for a year now," she said this while taking the ring off and stuffing it into her robe.

He cocked his head and looked at her thoughtfully. Not married, sexy, and funny; these were good signs to look out for and one to take advantage of. Smirking he grabbed her waist and pulled her in.

"Lord Peverell! What are you-"

"Shh, tell me Lady Zabini or should I say Heleen - I can call you that yes?" she nodded slowly. "I am rather hungry from all this searching," he motioned to the pieces of jewelry, weapons, books, potions, gold, and ores, around him. "And I was hoping to have some meat," he growled into her ear inciting a small whimper.

PHC

"Fuck! Yes, fuck me just like that!" the brunette screamed from under him. Her ass was pointed towards him as he mercilessly pounded into dripping wet pussy.

"You like that don't you?" he grunted with a huge thrust. His hips moved fast but slow enough for him to tease the lips and at the same time hit deep into her pussy where he had found her pleasure spot minutes ago.

"Yes! Your long huge cock is heavenly! I need more, more!"

"Then take it!" he pulled her messy brown hair back and caught her lips with his in a searing kiss. Their tongues fought each other as they pushed and danced in each other's mouths. Grunting he let go of her hair keeping her in place with his other hand as he began to choke her.

"I~ahh ughfk! C-can-urrk breat-"

"Then yell louder," he growled. "I want them to hear us through this bloody fucking barrier," with a hard thrust he grabbed her waist yet again and quickened his pace.

The sound of flesh smacking together filled the ancient vault. The floors were littered with fallen galleons and jewelry that had fallen from their spots. A pile of sockets, knuts, and galleons had come tumbling from when he had fucked her up-right; while a dozen daggers and knives were thrown across to the room to make room for the couple.

Helen's hands were planted onto the mahogany desk that had held the assortment of knives while he stood behind her gazing upon her nude form. Sweat glistened from her light-chocolate skin; the same thing was happening to him as his usual wind-swept hair hung from its usual spot due to the sweat dripping from them. His body was hot from the warmth and workout they were getting from their fucking and he fucking loved it.

Nudging her legs apart even more; he slowed his thrust and started to thrust deeper and harder instead. With each thrust her body rocked forward, her large tits swaying back and forth from the motion.

"You were rather tight when we first started eh?" he asked and gained a loud moan in return. "Now your pussy has loosened to fit mine," he laughed devilishly.

"Yes! My pussy is forever your m'lord. My bod~ahhy is yours… forever! My mouth wil~l satisfy your need-ahh! And my hands will-oh fuck! Jerk thi-this mighty dick!" she moaned loudly and began to rock back and forth matching his pace.

"Do you want me to cum in you?! Because all of this talk is making me want to ravish and fuck you harder than before," he flipped her around with ease. Her mouth hung open as she breathe loudly with saliva dripping the sides of her lips.

"Look at you," he sneered. "Oh how the mighty lady of house Zabini has fallen," he tutted.

"Y-yes, I have f~allen!" she gasped as he slid her tongue from her naval to her left breast.

Sucking and playing with her nip he began to chew and nibble on the soft flesh. He sucked on the glistening skin while he played with her other breast.

"Like that you little bitch?" he growled before attacking her collar.

"Great Merlin! D-don't you dare fucking stop!" she arched her back against his chest. Her legs feverishly ground against his own.

"I'm the only great one here," he mused as his tongue danced along her neck to her ear where he slurped and sucked on her earlobe.

"I-I am sorry! P~lease forgive m-Oh fuck!"

"Oh I will," he chuckled darkly as her eyes widened.

Grabbing her legs he hefted them up over his shoulders and placed both his hands down on either side of her head before kissing her softly. The kiss deepened and moans began to escape from both of them before he grinned into the kiss and with a large thrust, he penetrated deep inside her hitting the entrance of her womb.

"PERCY! FUCK! OH GREAT-"

"Great what?" he snarled in her face. Lust gleamed in her eyes before he let go of her mouth.

"YOU! FUCK ME OH GREAT LORD PEVERELL! FUCK YOUR LITTLE BITCH RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW HARD! I WANT YOUR SEED M'LORD I WANT TO CARRY YOUR CHILDREN!"

With each word, he thrust into her hitting the entrance of her womb mercilessly. He groaned as he felt her walls begin to tighten and clamp onto his dick while he felt the familiar feeling cross over him.

"You want it that bad don't you? You want me to fuck you every day, every night, anywhere whether it be in public or in privacy," he grunted.

"YES, M'LORD! FUCK ME HARD, I WANT TO REMEMBER EVERYTHING! MAKE ME SORE, BITE ME, MARK ME! EVERYTHING!"

"FUCK! HELEN YOU LITTLE BITCH!" he yelled and thrust into her with renowned effort and speed.

"I'M CLOSE! I'M GOING T-TO C~UUUUMMM! PERSEUS!"

"HELEN! HERE I GO!"

With equal yells, he felt the walls of her pussy finally clamp shut as his cock trembled hard before cum shot into her vagina decorating the walls with the white sticky substance. At the same time, he heard her yell in ecstasy as her love juice squirted out of her and onto his cock before dripping out of whatever tiny crevices they found onto the desk and then onto the marbled floor.

"Fuck, t-that was-"

"Amazing," she moaned.

He was about to pull out when she caught his arm, "No, not yet."

He happily agreed and instead leat down to kiss her. His hand cupped her chin with the other reaching up to touch her hair before sliding down as he began to caress her sweat-ridden face.

"Well Ms, Zabini, welcome to the family."

A.N I hope you liked it!