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Chapter 11. Wedding Nights or Afternoons!

Potter Manor, was big but not enormous, it had seven different wings with seven rooms each. The construction of the Manor had begun in the 10th century with the first wing and a wing had been added each century after that, all of the rooms facing the outside had seven windows; each window was stained glass with designs of magical creatures. The windows were charmed unbreakable. So they were as ancient as the Manor it self. The manor seemed more like a castle than anything else; it had its share of ghosts, though they preferred nottobe seen. It held a large collection of paintings, which hung, along the halls. All of them were charmed and so it was interesting to see them moving about, it reminded Harry of Hogwarts. The characters seemed to be a noisy lot, very animated, puling pranks on each other. Harry loved them, it was like watching cartoons he thought.

Harry had been there only once before. Right after the final battle, he had spent the night in the master bedroom. Albus had invited him to go to Hogwarts but he had turned seventeen the night of the battle and it seemed the Manor was having none of it. Harry had a home, the Manor was not going to going to stand for him going else where so it apparated him there. Albus had explained that some Manors had such strong magic that they called their masters home when either of the two were in need. Harry had only managed to go to Grimauld Place after he promised he would be back and settle at the Manor. Who he promised it to he had no idea but the Manor had allowed him to go. Magic was a funny thing.

Harry had of course known that his father had been well-off but he had never imagined how well off that was. He had spent so much time worrying about Voldemort that he had never really looked into his finances though thinking back the vault at Gringotts should have given him a hint.

Harry and Anasstassia apparated in the main drawing room it was not as large as the Snape's but it was just as fancy if not more. The Snape's liked the spare look while the Potter's liked it cluttered. Harry let go of Anastassia's hand as soon as they apparated. Anastassia wore a frown that Harry was sure would give her wrinkles.

"How dare they? How could they be so ignorant?"

"The reporters?"

"Yes! Especially that Skeeter beast! Puppies, when I'm done with her, she'll be having kittens let's see how she likes it!"

Harry eyed his wife, well she was ticked off that should get things in the mood.

"Skeeter's always been a thorn on everyone's side. Not very sincere tends to exaggerate everything." He said sitting down and sneezing loudly.

Anastassia eyed him hurt.

Harry looked up. Oh man! Here we go again! Quickly he rose and with a movement of his hand offered her a seat. She took it quietly, he waited and then sat down himself.

They sat for a while. Harry knew he needed to try harder with Anastassia but he wasn't used to all this and she was a snob and he hated snobs. He thought of Ginny for a few a seconds, she was more up his alley but Ginny was married so that was that. The only reason Anasstassia was upset about what had happened with the reporters was because it concerned her sister other wise she could have cared less and that made him angry and she was too damned tall and that made him angrier.

He sighed wondering what the hell was wrong. He had been ok with the idea of marrying a couple of days before and now here he was angry about it and his cold was worse. Maybe it was just the cold. He looked at her and then looked away quickly.

Anastassia sat and looked around and the banshee inside her was hit by an unwelcoming feeling. She looked around before her eyes came to rest on her new husband.

"You're angry at me."

"No."

"Yes you are I can feel it."

Harry looked at her. Was it woman's intuitionor something else? Well he had a lifetime to find out. They were gonna have to get a lot of things out of the way might as well start now.

"Yes I am."

"Why?"

"You look your nose down at me and my God father."

"I am not happy with the matches my sister and I have made, I had hoped for better."

"Yes, well we're stuck aren't we?"

"Yes we are. However I'm willing to look beyond our differences and try to make the best of what we have."

"Especially since I'm obscenely rich."

"It's not my fault your father was rich or that anywoman would consider that an asset in a marriage" Ginny, was it? Well banshees can read minds and precious Ginny had better keep herself married if she did not want to find herself joining the Skeeter woman.

"Of course it isn't." Damn her just as sharp tongued as her father. But it's not like Harry was surprised Remus had warned him last night.

"Then why throw it in my face. There are different kinds of snobs Harry, not just wealthy ones. I don't like being looked down on because I'm wealthy and enjoy my wealth. I won't apologize for it not now or ever."

"I'm not bothered by wealth."

"Then there's another reason why you are angry at me?"

"What are you getting at?" he asked suspiciously before he sneezed loudly.

"The reporter mentioned my father making your life impossible at school, was it true?" she asked watching him wipe his nose.

"He doesn't like me either. Well we don't like each other very much."

"I see and do you intend to do the same?"

"What?"

"My father made your life difficult do you intend to do the same to me?"

"What? Of course not! You're my wife. Really what a question?" asked Harry angrily sneezing again. What kind of person did she think he was.

"Well I needed to know. She's my sister and Remus is now my brother. I've acknowledged him as one. My sister has done the same to you. You are still very ignorant of our old ways especially among old families such as ours but what I did will affect their future as well as ours. Ask Brother if you don't understand what I'm talking about.

"Perhaps I will." He said looking at the paintings on the walls.

"Harry… (Her husband did not answer, sighing Anasstassia tried again) Harry"

"I'm right here. What?

"There's no need to be rude Harry. You weren't acknowledging me that was all."

"Sorry, what did you want?" He asked tiredly.

"Let's try to get along please… That's all I wanted to say." Anasstassia whispered and looked down at her hands and began weaving a happiness spell on them, the way things were going, they would need it for tonight. Her heart and magic beckoned his, urging him to join her….she waited patiently but nothing happened.

Harry looked at her, she looked so sad something inside him wanted to be nice to her but he couldn't and he didn't know why. What was wrong with him? He sighed and sneezed again. What's with the sneezing! Damn it!

Anasstassia waited but something was interfering. Why would a simple happiness spell not be working? Something was not right. She looked at him, he seemed on the verge of saying something but was unable to do so. Unable? Something was holding him back. She stopped the spell, walked over, and knelt before him. Harry sank back in his chair. She touched his face it was warm.

"Harry I think you have been hexed."

"Hexed? How? Who?"

"I don't know but I can recognize one of the spells." She said drawing her wand and waving it before him.

"One? How many are there? What kind is it?"

"I see three right now but I have a feeling there are more. The one I recognize is a bonding spell…incomplete I might add." She said angrily.

"A bonding spell you're kidding. Who would?"

"Oh please Harry! You're the great savior! I am sure it was some flussy witch who thought you'd look her way. Tramp! Wait till I get a hold of her."

Harry shrank back did her eyes just change color. Of course not it was his imagination. "Oh come on! I'm sure you're wrong." Was all he said.

"I'm not. Well there's one way to do away with this stupid bond."

"Oh?"

"Complete our marriage. Where's the bedroom?" She said standing up and dragging him to the nearest door.

Harry pointed up the stairway and managed to take the lead he'd be damned if she was going to take the initiative. Several portraits along the way cheered them on.

Anastassia let him lead her and they soon found themselves in front of two double doors. Harry opened the doors and they both stepped in, the doors shut themselves behind them. He was starting to feel dizzy but he ignored the feeling. He dimmed the lights to only some flickering candle light and led her to a large bed. Anastassia hoped Harry wouldn't pass out. He was fighting the stupid hex that flussy witch had put on him by bedding her. That would certainly take a lot out of him. He looked completely exhausted and he hadn't even started.

"You're gonna have to take your own clothes off or this is not going to take place." He said tiredly fighting with his shoes.

Anasstassia. Looked down at him and went to work removing her dress. In no time she was standing in her see-through slip. She noticed Harry was fighting to get his pants off, squaring her shoulders she moved to help him and he was finally left in his boxers and shirt. When she found out who had hexed Harry and ruined what should have been the most romantic night of her life heads would roll. Harry felt someone had turned the world upside down on him as he sneezed again.

"I don't think I can do this Anasstassia."

"What! Wait I have something that can help."

Suddenly Anasstassia moved quickly to where her dress lay and took out a small vial from a small pocket. Good Aphrodisiacs were hard to come by, but not if your father was a potions master. She looked at it and licking her lips took a small sip first and then put it to Harry's lips. "Drink." was all she said as she pushed to his lips.

Harry only nodded and gulped it all down he hoped it would clear his dizziness enough to make love to her. Too late Anasstassia realized that he had drunk the whole thing. He was supposed to have taken a sip only. She smiled as she felt a warmth spread through her body.

Harry's head immediately cleared and a warmth nay "fire" spread through his body. He saw Anasstassia before him his eyes taking in the curve of her breasts through the slip, he grabbed, and pushed her towards the bed trying to pull the slip off. Anasstassia was ready and before they knew it they were both kissing, their hands touching each other, moaning and groping tearing at the few clothes they still had on. Anastassia felt Harry's mouth on hers his tongue playing with hers. His hands on her thighs caressing them… she dug her nails on his back and he moaned moving his mouth down to her neck and then to her breasts where all hell broke loose. Her mind was racing to catch up with her body….nothing had ever felt this good, Merlin her father could really make potions. Of course Harry wasn't that bad either. Their moans, whimpers and whispers could be heard through out the castle….the portraits cheered them on….

(I have to edit here unless I want to get in trouble so on to the next wedding night)

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Remus and Alessandra apparated in a small house he had bought that morning. The seller had been a werewolfwhohad mentioned something about biting a Ministry official's daughter and needing some quick cash. Remus had turned a deaf ear on the story some things you just didn't want to know about.

Moony hated parting with the money but he needed a house and he had really liked it when he saw it. It was three stories, small by Alessandra's standards but in good condition and furnished in good taste. Remus and Moony had both fallen in love with it. The house had four bedrooms, two libraries, dining room, tearoom, a parlor, a small green house and a potions room in the cellar with a small dungeon next to it. Remus had actually shuddered when he the dungeon but it was that room that had sold him on the house.

Alessandra actually liked the house too bad it was not bigger. It was a summer home but she didn't think the thought had crossed her husband's mind. She figured in time it could become their holiday home. She wanted to say so but she kept her mouth shut, she did not want to insult her husband on the purchase. Werewolves were a touchy lot.

"Where's the house located?" She asked looking out the window instead. All she could see were trees.

It's near Miller's forest. The house comes with twenty five acres of land. It's all been charmed so there's little danger of any body trespassing." Remus answered watching her reaction closely.

"I see. It's pretty isolated."

"I'm sure you know why."

"Yes, I do. Would you care for some tea?" offered Alessandra looking around.

"Yes please."

"Allow me then. Toffy." She called out and with a pop a small elf stood before them.

"Toffy this is Mr. Remus Lupin, my husband and your master you will be serving us. Now get us some tea and sandwiches."

The little elf stood and bowed low to Remus, " Toffy is a good house elf Master Lupin. I will serve the Lupin family good you will see Master." Remus acknowledged the elf with a nod before it disappeared.

"You brought your elf."

"He was a gift to me when I was four. I can't do with out him I hope it's all right with you."

"No problem. I've just never had an elf around me before."

Alessandra had done a lot of thinking last night and had come up with a way to make this whole situation work. It would require a lot of patience something she did not have but would have to work to attain but the results would be worth her effort.

Remus felt Moony prowling around in the back of his mind and did everything possible to ignore him but the mutt knew there would be a mating today and he was anxious to get on with it.

Alessandra opened and closed her mouth. Remus watched her. Last night she had infuriated him as few had done. But it was not in Remus's nature to hold a grudge and quite frankly she was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. Moony was ecstatic over her. Moreover, she was a banshee, they were reputed to be some of the most powerful, conniving, sensual and vengeful female creatures in the magical world, and he would rather have one of those on his side than against him. Remus had to play his cards right he did not want to be under her lure but would rather they struk an understanding that would benefit their marriage.

Alessandra knew the wolf was a proud creature and she had insulted him last night. They were reputed to be heartless creatures and she was stuck with him for life. She did not want her marriage to become a battlefield, but she was not going to take everything lying down, well not everything the banshee inside reminded her.

"I wish to ask your forgiveness for my behavior last night."

"If your apology is sincere I accept."

"It is Sir, I mean Remus. I was angry and surprised by everything that's all." Alessandra sighed inwardly in relief well that hadn't been so bad.

"Apology accepted then. I hope we can get along." Remus said smiling.

"Yes, I want that very much." Alessandra actually did.

Remus was about to say something when Toffy appeared with tea and sandwiches. Alessandra dismissed the elf and served tea herself. Serving tea was an art Withces of breeding spent hours on just like brewing potions and Alessandra loved and excelled in both.

"Have you done this before?" Asked Remus.

"Been married you mean? No, I haven't."

Remus shook his head. "No, I mean are you a vir-?"

"A virgin? Yes. My father would have killed anyone."

Remus who knew Snape, could actually see the bastard doing it too. Moony, the little beast was actually howling in delight.

"You mean you have never."

"No, never."

"Ever?" insisted Remus.

"Never, ever Remus." Alessandra looked at Remus and wanted to laugh. He really was being funny about it. What seemed to be problem, she hadn't done it and now she would.

"I'm not an innocent, one does not need to go all the way to have sex. I hope I don't shock you Remus but I'm hardly the nervous virgin. I enjoy foreplay very much."

The Wolf was actually howling.

"Is that a problem?"

"Yes, and no." answered Remus still shocked by Alessandra's confessions.

"Why?"

"Well, if there's any blood during the mating the werewolf might just be able to take over completely."

"But it's not the full moon." Argued Alessandra.

"Blood may change that. It's a possibility. It's nothing definite."

"Will the wolf hurt me?"

"No, they never hurt their mates but they are not the most delicate of creatures."

"So, you may not be gentle with me."

"Yes. That's one way of putting it." clearing his throat nervously.

"Well there's nothing to worry about. I did some research and have found a couple of hexes that would immobilize a werewolf. They are very rare and can only be performed by the mate and only to immobilize, so you would not be injured."

"You researched." Remus almost squeaked out clearing his throat.

"Yes."

Remus could only stare at her. She would immobilize him. Moony whimpered frightened. Remus smirked inside serves you right you dirty old mutt.

"Well we will endeavor for that not to be necessary." Remus smiled uncomfortably. A part of him was not surprised this was Snape's daughter after all.

"We?" Asked Alessandra frowning.

"Moony and I."

"Moony?"

"That's the name of the Werewolf."

Alessandra arched her eyebrows. Well some men have names for their "Captain Winky" why can't her husband name his wolf. The whole thing was really quite funny. She couldn't help but smile.

Remus watched the emotions run across her face. When the smile played on her lips he was hit by a sense of amusement.

"You are amused?"

"When my father told us we would have to live underground, we cried and then decided to enjoy ourselves. Change the things you can change and enjoy the rest. When we hit puberty my father cast a spell on us to remain virgins. So we have but that doesn't mean we haven't you know……There are plenty of other things one can do and still remain a virgin. Change the things you can change and enjoy the rest."

"And you have?"

"Oh yes. Repeatedly, I might add."

Remus actually felt like joining Moony at this point.

"I am amused because I am finally going to do all of those things…." Said Alessandra walking to Remus and kneeling before him…. " all of those things father warned me about… plus all of those things I have had loads of opportunities to practice" she finished reaching up and touching his lips with her fingers. She noticed the slight yellow tint around his irises and smiled placing her lips over his.

Remus felt a warmth spread through out hisbody and pulled her to him kissing her deeply. Alessandra moved her arms around his neck and returned the kiss. Her tongue pushing against his. Remus hand went to her breasts while she slipped her hands to his waist and began undoing his belt…She took her mouth from his to watch his reaction as she pulled the belt away and licked her lips knowingly. Her hand moved to undo the zipper…

"You slut!" came Remus starled response as he watched her.

"I can be. Moony wanna come out and play?" She purred in his ear before she slithered her lips down his chest onto his lap.

Remus could not believe it his ears were pounding. His breath was coming in short breaths. The woman was amazing. Oh bless Snape's daughters. He ran his hands through his wife's hair as her mouth worked her magic and Moony howled in delight….

(have to stop again before I get in trouble)

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I know I said this would also include Rita Skeeter but she'll have to wait……enjoy and review!