A vampire shall never knowingly harm, kill, feed off or sire a child no matter what.
A vampire shall not kill their victims they feed off of.
A vampire shall never sire a human without their consent.
A vampire shall accept the mind connections unless they are sure an older vampire can help them control their hunger. The contrary is not recommended, and the King should be told if the situation arises.
Any blood-enraged vampires, lesser known as Zeliths, should be reported to the King, or killed if the latter is not possible or a danger to public.
A vampire shall always obey royalty, no matter from where they are from.
A vampire shall do their best to obey magical laws unless it contradicts vampire laws.
A vampire shall never be judged by the magical court of law. The King shall be told should any situation arises and judge himself the accused.
The purpose part 29 Kisses and spells
Chapter 81 (June-july 1971)
*Stu… Stupefy!*Said Ruma, pointing her wand towards Seth who wasn't even moving.
Nothing had came out of her wand and she tried again several times, wondering what she did wrong.
*What is that spell for?*Asked Seth, trying to remind her what are the bases of doing a spell, even an advanced one.
*Renders a person unconscious…*Mumbled Ruma.
*Right. What are you trying to do?*Said Seth.
Corban was fixing Ruma and smiled at what he found using his legilimency.
*She does not want to harm you.*Thought Corban.
*Doesn't take legilimency for that.*Thought Seth.
*I…*Began Ruma.
*Stop acting like a child! The day you can harm me, I won't be standing like an idiot in front of you. Now, AGAIN!*Said Seth, crossing his arms.
*Stupefy!*Said Ruma with more vigor.
A feeble reddish light went towards Seth and hit his arm, which fell limply at his side. He undid the spell in a fraction of second.
*Better. Again!*Said Seth.
And so began Ruma's summer, with an extensive training with Seth. He was relentless, from morning until dark. After a month, she was exhausted. Her thoughts went towards Gellert, wondering if she would see him at all that summer. If Seth had to go to the ministry for his new work, he always went with Corban and he asked Danyck to train with her. She was trying to cast stupefy at Danyck, the spell she finally had succeeded into bringing Seth unconscious for five seconds. Danyck was now able to fly with his telekinesis and use his vampiric speed. He passed like a blur in front of her and she tired herself at casting the spell everywhere, without success. He gripped her from behind jokingly and she let out a yell.
*Ahh! Oh come on!*Said Ruma as she flailed her legs in the air.
He let her go and she laid down on the mattress her arms and legs like a star.
*How… I mean… ugh, is there any way, any spells to stop a vampire?*Asked Ruma, out of breath.
Danyck was hovering over her.
*The only way I could think of is by surprise… or… (…)*Began Danyck, wondering if he could even tell her.
Seth was not listening to his thoughts but rather occupied by some prisoners in the ministry's courtroom. Vampire blood was a touchy subject and should not be discussed or used lightly.
*Or what?*Asked Ruma.
Danyck moved beside Ruma and stopped flying.
*I don't think I should be the one to tell you. Let Seth do that in due time.*Said Danyck.
She pouted as the mirror room's door opened. She sat up to look at who it was. Danyck immediately went in front of her and lifted his hand like a hook, ready to crush the incoming witch's heart.
*Ooh, what do we have here?*Asked Bellatrix in a sugary voice.
*What do you want, witch?*Asked Danyck.
He could feel her heart in his hand, pulsing against his fingers, his power whispering in his mind. Bellatrix was not aware of what he could do apparently, she did not seem afraid at all. Didn't the dark lord tell her anything… anything at all? Maybe he had not been sure, or he didn't know he was here.
*Where is Seth?*She asked with an annoying voice.
They did not know then.
*At the ministry. More precisely in the courtroom, trying to help your kind.*Said Danyck venomously.
Bellatrix made a 'tsk' sound with her mouth and made a move with her hands in the air.
*Fine! No need to be so pissy about it. Do you think darling here would want to meet… him?*She asked.
*No.*Replied Danyck dryly.
Ruma peaked her head beside Danyck.
*You mean to say V… the dark lord is in the castle?*Said Ruma with curiosity.
*Have Colpy apparate her in Egypt, now!*Thought Seth to Danyck.
He had caught a glimpse of Bellatrix in his mind as the minister announced another sentence to a suspect.
*COLPY!*Yelled Danyck which made Bellatrix and Ruma flinched at his yell.
Colpy apparated and bowed.
*Take Ruma to Egypt, now. Seth's order.*Said Danyck.
Colpy took Ruma's hand. She protested with her eyes as she looked at Danyck before they apparated away. Danyck still had his hand up, fixing Bellatrix.
*Oh… Do you want to come? Perhaps you will hear something interesting.*Said Bellatrix, making a pout as Ruma left, then switching to a baby voice.
Danyck calmed his breath and moved down his hand.
*I'm curious what he wants, you should go. Maybe Rody will be there to cheer you up.*Thought Seth with a clearly a smug on his face even thought he could not see him.
*Ballroom?*Said Danyck with a sigh.
Bellatrix giggled and nodded before leaving, Danyck following her.
OoOoO
Another series of condemning anyone accused of deatheater activities. Lucius clenched his teeth and tried to remain calm. The enduring smell of Seth beside him did not help one bit. For a reason he did not know, he had been asked to come to these trials. Had he accumulated enough influence with the Wizengamot or was it because of Yaxley, actually sitting behind both of them? His father's death had earned him a seat, just like the Malfoys having one, but since he was Lord Malfoy since he was seventeen, he already had the seat his father left him long ago.
There was a lot of accuses. Many of whom had been imperiused, even by himself. He pursed his lips, wondering who had caught his victims and eyed the aurors sitting on the other side of the courtroom. Dumbledore was with them and was fixing Seth with an intensity he would find annoying if he would be fixing him. Seth did not seem phased or bothered. He was half bent, an elbow on his knee and passing a finger over his lips, maybe hiding a faint smile in the corner of his mouth. Dumbledore looked away from Seth and brought back his attention on the new accuse. If Seth knew any of them, he did not show it and if someone knew him, they did not say anything.
Lucius felt something on his leg and flinched. Seth had rubbed the back of his hand on his leg and now had a smug smile. He cleared his throat and moved slightly away. What was that for? He was lucky he did not blush; Malfoys do not blush. He had to vote again for a condemnation, and he raised his hand. Again, he definitely felt Seth's hand, but this time in his hair. What was he playing at? The accuse was escorted by dementors and Seth made a bigger smile, still brushing his finger on his lip. Lucius had read the famous vampire book now, and he remembered the part where it said dementors were actually old, deceased vampires. It had stirred the wizard community, and perhaps made vampires scarier, somehow.
They were not affected by them, and even if they were surrounded by several Patronuses, he could feel the cold around the room. By this only fact, the vampire King was the one responsible for judging vampires since they could not be sent to Azkaban. Lucius did not understand why Seth was not King yet. Wasn't he… stronger than his father just by being a wizard? In the back of his mind, he wondered why he had not killed his father, or why the dark lord had not done the deed yet. One thing for sure, he did not need to be a King to gain more influence. His clever tongue had done that for him quite well enough, a tongue he would love to taste.
Did he just think that?
He eyed Seth from the corner of his eye and saw a very, very subtle hand movement to the wizard that was being interrogated. Lucius looked at the wizard and his heart sank as he recognized one he had imperiused himself not long ago and was babbling names, when he had suddenly lost the ability to say a coherent word. Had Seth really done that? Had he wandlessly and silently cast a powerful cunfundus charm? Lucius exhaled, not believing what he had just seen. Seth had moved his mouth to his ear, he could feel his warm breath on his cheek before he spoke.
*You can thank me by letting me devour your mouth after the hearing.*Whispered Seth before positioning himself like he was before the whisper.
He swallowed as a shiver passed through him. So, he really did a cunfundus charm. Lucius had the hardest of time to concentrate for the rest of the hearing. The thought of Seth touching him at inappropriate places passed in his mind. He could hear his heart thumping in his chest and a warmth growing in his groin. He snapped out of his thoughts when the court was dismissed and Seth had stood up, whispering something at Yaxley. The wizards left one by one, not looking behind. Lucius followed the others and saw Rookwood going back to the department of mysteries. He stopped walking and let the remaining ones pass by him, ending by the minister who curtly nodded to him as she passed.
He thought for a second he was alone as his shoes echoed in the hall when he was slammed against the wall, Seth's body pressing on him. The air had left his lungs when his back hit the wall and Seth's face was now an inch from his. A soft hand was caressing his cheek, a thumb over his bottom lip. Without a second thought, the blonde moved his left hand in Seth's silky hair and closed the gap by going first on Seth's mouth. He once had a reputation in Hogwarts, even when everyone knew he had to court Narcissa, nothing forbid him to have a few conquests before his wedding, and everyone knew Lucius Malfoy could kiss. He attacked Seth's lips, pulling, tugging, almost biting, rendering them swollen and even more kissable. Seth grunted and let the deatheater eat his lips. The blonde flicked his tongue on the red lips, asking for entry and Seth opened his mouth, but as he did, he shifted his body, bringing down a hand on the now obvious bulge in the deatheater's pants. Lucius flinched at the touch, not thinking the prince would have gone there. Wasn't it supposed to be just a kiss? Apparently, his body had other plans. Seth took advantage of the hesitation and only pressed his body harder on Lucius and took hold of the kiss, taking his tongue dancing with the other. Lucius's hand had gone to Seth's back, and he had let go of his cane, grabbing Seth's other hand, preventing him from touching his aching erection.
Seth stopped the kiss, and went to Lucius's ear, flicking his tongue on the lobe and nibbling on it. Lucius let out a soft moan, shivers going through his body again.
*Do you want a vampire's kiss?*Whispered Seth in his ear.
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What?
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The blonde's heart accelerated at what Seth had just asked. He wanted to take his blood? Why did he even ask? Was he allowed to refuse? Would it… hurt? Seth was waiting, slowly passing his tongue on the inviting neck. The desire crept up his nether regions again.
*Y… yes.*Tempted Lucius.
Seth shifted again his body, his left hand freed himself from Lucius's and went to his blond hair, and gently pulled, making his neck more accessible. Lucius stopped breathing as Seth's mouth closed on his neck and teeth sank in his skin. Never would he had thought of what this implied. His nerves exploded in thousands of electric pleasurable sparkles. A groan mixed with a moan escaped from his lips as a burning fire grew fast below his waist. Seth's right hand went on Lucius's groin again, making up and down movements on the hard curve and he no longer stopped him for he was completely not controlling his body's lust. Another loud moan was heard as Seth deepened his grip, holding even harder his blond hair behind his head. His pleasure reached its peak and he released himself in his pants under Seth's warm hand. The prince slowed his pace so that Lucius could feel it until the very end, then removed his sharp teeth before licking ever so slowly over the bite marks, closing under his saliva's effects.
*Exquisite.*Whispered Seth as he removed his hand from the blond.
Lucius was panting and trembling, trying to regain his composure. Nothing could ever surpass a kiss like that. Seth was definitely not human, which he already knew, but this made it all too real in his mind. An addictive, sexual creature, that's for sure. Why did he have to accept that kiss? Wouldn't that tongue have been enough? Of course not. Curiosity had gripped him with that damn question. And now, he was dirty, and Seth was looking at him with a smile in the corner of his mouth. Was Seth doing that to other deatheaters? Yaxley… for sure, right? The… Dark Lord?
The prince turned his heels and walked towards the elevator, Corban following behind him. Wait. Yaxley had been there? Corban looked over his shoulder at Lucius and made a smug smile before looking away and turning the hall corner, disappearing from Lucius's sight. Lucius was still breathing fast and, noticing it, took a bigger breath to calm himself. He crouched and took back his cane before removing his wand from it and casting a cleansing charm on himself. He could not help himself but wonder how good Seth could be in bed when ,suddenly, his dark mark burned, removing all thoughts of the vampire.
Chapter 82 (August 1971)
*Gellert, I… I'm in need of a particular spell, or curse to cast on a student, maybe several, this year.*Said Ruma.
This time, they were taking a walk outside, enjoying the fresh and warm temperature of dusk alongside the city.
*And for what reason?*Asked Gellert.
*Well, there's this kid, he is a genius in potion, but since Malfoy has graduated, he will get bullied a lot. I said to him, if he can teach me his way of thinking when he makes potion, I will do a deal with him, as in prevent him from being bullied, as long as he shows me what I want. He gets called names… so I thought about a tongue-tying spell, but under a specific event, so it would occur every time, say… someone calls him 'Snivellus' .*Said Ruma as she rolled her wand between her fingers.
*It already kind of exist. Something called the taboo-curse. You bind a word to a curse, the more difficult the curse, the more difficult the creation of the spell, so I guess a tongue-tying one shouldn't be that difficult to do. If you want to modify an already existing one, you can try a new word, like Tectum, meaning roof in Latin. Almost all spells are from Latin, so when creating one, using that language is essential. I'd also imagine a wand movement of the intent you are planning to do. So, for something like the actual curse you would want… it should sound something like 'lingua-ligans Tectumis'*Said Gellert.
The words burned on his tongue, knowing it would have worked if his magic had not been tied.
*Wow, that actually sounded like something, should I try it?*Said Ruma.
Gellert shook his head.
*No, before actually creating one, always think about a counter-curse. You would certainly not want something to happen to yourself and not even knowing how to undo what you have done. For something like a tongue-tying curse, it could simply be finite incantatem since most spells can actually be ended with that one. Here's another thought, if you get hit by your own tongue-tying curse, think about it, to remove it, the person will actually need to counter it silently, since the person would not be able to speak.*Said Gellert.
*Nonverbal spells. So interesting like everything you say, as usual.*Said Ruma.
*You… learn that in your last year, I think? For the second part of your spell creation, tying it to the taboo curse. The spell is Religiosus and the word you want is Snivellus? In all, your spell could finally be Religiosus Snivellus Lingua-Ligans Tectumis.*Said Gellert as he felt the burn again on his tongue.
*Amazing! Can I try it on you? I promise I'll remove it right after!*Said Ruma, hopeful.
Gellert made a smirk and stopped walking.
*Sure, anything for my princess.*Said Gellert and Ruma made a wide smile, pointing her wand towards him.
*Lingua-Ligans Tectumis!*Said Ruma as she did a small circle with her wand, with the clear pictures of what she expected it to do in her mind, pointing at Gellert.
Gellert made a muffled sound and placed a hand on his mouth. He nodded to her and did a thumbs up. She giggled, then pointed her wand again on him.
*Finite Incantatem!*Said Ruma as she wrote an invisible X letter with her wand in the air.
*Well, that was really uncomfortable. Congratulations on making your first own spell. It's similar to MimbleWimble, but this one places the tongue on the mouth's palate.*Said Gellert, resuming his walking.
Ruma trotted, walking backwards towards Gellert, a proud smile on her face.
*So, do I do the Religiosus while pointing my wand at the person of if I pronounced it now, it would be effective to everyone in the world?*Said Ruma.
Gellert made a small laugh and shook his head.
*Oh, it could affect everyone in the world… if you had the powers to do so, but I doubt a twelve-year-old girl could do something like that. In your case, pointing it at the person intended is your best bet.*Said Gellert.
*Right. I'm looking forward for the second year.*Said Ruma.
OoOoO
The minister has spoken. Every citizen should avoid going out after nighttime. Locking doors manually and magically everyday. Stay in groups and avoid shopping whenever possible. Hit wizards and aurors will patrol cities whenever possible. These precautions are now being said, for a threat has been growing in Britain. A dark wizard, with a name no one should hear, now threatens the security of everyone. His followers, named deatheaters, are not to be taken lightly. Any suspicious activities should be reported to the ministry immediately. […]
Seth tossed the Daily prophet on the coffee table. Ever since he had split again his soul, Voldemort had been even more vicious, not only with his own followers, but also his missions and orders. That resulted into even more severe punishments should any of them fail. The deatheaters feared him more than ever, but that only meant less failures.
Corban had to pass almost everyday at the ministry, being part of the Wizengamot. With his work, Seth also passed most of his time there and the rare times he was home, owls brought him letters from co-workers and other country ministers asking for his so-called expertise. They had problems with creatures breaking laws. There was house-elves trafficking, artifacts being stolen and an underground crime organisation. He thought it was not his department and made an inquiry to the related ones. The owls had swiftly come back with replies that he was right, but they wanted his advice.
Why?
Darthael came barging into his office with also the daily prophet in hand.
*Hey! What does that mean? Vampire pubs are going to be searched?*Asked Darthael as he moved the newspaper in the air.
Seth now realized the connection of the ministry's demands towards him and passed a hand on his face.
*Let me guess… you do trafficking?*Asked Seth.
*Yes! And lots and lots of it, Seth! You can't have aurors searching us! I don't break any of our laws, but … er, maybe one… could you… could you have Brian do something about it? We already control the muggle London police.*Said Darthael.
Seth raised his eyebrows.
*Brian? He takes care of the finances between wizards and vampires. No, let me deal with it. Write the names of the pubs that are concerned, I have an idea.*Said Seth, making a malicious smile.
Darthael quickly took a pen and scribbled four names on a piece of paper and handled it to Seth.
*The idea… is to create the Fidelitus charm. Meaning, your pubs shall be hidden, untraceable and impenetrable until the secret carrier reveals its place. So, if you know four people, or perhaps only three because you could be one, and hide the secret in their hearts, that will take care of your problem. I can't bind every pub to you or your mind would disintegrate.*Said Seth.
*Couldn't you be one?*Asked Darthael.
*Hell to the no, if you want someone to know the location of the place, you will need to tell them yourself or write it on a paper for them to read. I have no time to spend for such things, Darthael. That includes every muggle and vampire that went there… the only tricky thing is, if you want new clients, you'll have a harder time, unless you write the address on a paper and handle it to anybody. But then, you could be back at the start of your problem. Don't even think about choosing a muggle for the charm, I'm sure that much magic would kill them on the spot.*Said Seth.
Darthael pushed back his hair behind his shoulder and sighed.
*Did you know Sanguini was back in London? He's the owner of the Royal Oak. Oh Hey! Don't look at me like that, he's not… doing that.*Said Darthael.
Seth's expressions had changed at the mention of Sanguini being a pub owner again. The prince grabbed Darthael by the collar with a fire in his eyes.
*Not doing what, Darthael? What exactly did he tell you?*Hissed Seth, his voice rising in anger.
*He… I mean… I had a thought… it was just a thought! I gave a little blood to Alecto, you know the deatheater I'm always with? And… the way she reacted was so intense, I had the best night of my life that day. I happened to speak with him about it… he took me in a private room and told me what happened… back then in Miami. I swear, we haven't done anything!*Said Darthael, his voice shaking a little.
Seth let go of him violently, pushing him away and he fell on the floor.
*Fucking idiot, I had to deal with Rodolphus a few weeks ago and now you tell me another deatheater knows its effects? How many times did you give blood to her? Don't lie to me!*Snapped Seth, pointing his wand at him.
The locket pulsed against his chest. Darthael flinched and backed away a little, pushing his body with his feet and hands on the floor and then, placing an arm in front of his body, trying to protect himself from oncoming spells.
*Once! Only once! Please, don't point that thing at me, nin còon.*Cried the old vampire.
*Tul- hen hi. Sìmen!*Ordered Seth in Venthyr, his eyes going black.
Darthael left the office half running and came back a few minutes later. Seth had calmed himself, his wand still in hand, pointing to the floor. Darthael closed the door and stayed in front of it, a blank expression on his face.
*Evening, Mr. Vulken. Darty said you had something to show me.*Said Alecto.
Seth looked at the only other female deatheater, since her mother had died months ago to dragon pox and wondered what Darthael found in her. She was average looking, but he did feel a sadistic nature emanating from her. He nonverbally stupefied her before she could draw her wand, then approached her, his wand still pointing at her. He focused his intent on everything to do with vampire blood.
*Obliviate.*He spelled and felt the magic operating on her memories.
When he was done, he walked to Darthael who avoided his gaze.
*Get her out of my sight and leave the castle when she wakes up.*Said Seth.
Darthael reopened the door and grabbed Alecto, placing her on his shoulder and left the room. Seth went to his desk and eyed the names of the pubs. The Fidelitus charm was quite intensive on magic cores, but it was at least something he could do, even if it leaves him exhausted.
*I'll help.*Echoed Corban's voice in his mind.
*Of course you will.*Thought Seth.
Venthyr meanings
nin còon
-My prince
Tul- hen hi. Sìmen.
-Bring her here, now.
