Summary:
Tiny sequel of 'Who's got you?'
First kisses, anniversaries to celebrate and so much fluff... maybe not of the sunniest type, lol.
Aro, Barty and all the others are waiting for you ;)
Written for the 'Flufftober 2021' Prompt 2: Sneaking out together
Come fly with me
"I don't understand, is it so urgent?" Aro mutters, sitting on his throne, with an annoyed expression that, despite his millennia, gives him a childish air.
"Actually, no, there is no emergency, it has nothing to do with an alleged approach of Potter, it's only that I have an idea, our sixteenth anniversary is approaching and so I would like to surprise you," Barty reveals, standing in front of him.
"Ohhh, I like surprises!" his Sire lights up with enthusiasm, pressing his hands against each other, at the height of his mouth.
"I know it." the younger vampire winks at him.
"So be it, then, go back to Hogwarts but don't make me wait too long for your return." Aro sulks.
"I'll leave you something to think about while you wait for me!" replies his Childe, before sitting astride his lap and giving him a long, deep and demanding kiss.
"Hey, you two, get yourself a room!" Caius snorts, perhaps a little envious of all that passion that seems inextinguishable.
"We would also have the room, it's just that I don't have the time to use it!" Barty replies cheekily, separating himself from his beloved.
Someone observed the whole scene from afar and followed him, along his own corridor, swift, silent and graceful.
She studies his moves and when, once he reaches the exit of the building, he pulls out his wand, with a feline snap she reaches him, grabbing his arm.
"What the fuck ...?" Barty grumbles, caught off guard, but not enough to lose focus, which allows him to apparate both of them at Hogwarts, in Diagon Alley to be exact.
"Not that I don't like your company, so… couldn't you just ask me?" asks the Death Eater, while Jane has yet to recover from that slight daze.
It is not the first time that he apparates her with him somewhere, but she hasn't gotten used to it yet.
"The truth is that I decided it so quickly. Alec was boring me to death with one of his stories and then I heard you wanted to get away to such an interesting place so I sneaked out to follow you, "she explains.
"Of course, you thought it would be interesting to come and go shopping here with me, because that's my plan," he pretends to be foolish, because he has already figured everything out.
"Actually, that's not what I had in mind." she curls her pretty little nose.
"Oh I know what, or rather who, you're aiming for, as I know that by now you know by heart the path that leads from here to Hogwarts school," he scrutinizes her with a knowing smile.
"So, can I?" she lights up with enthusiasm.
"And since when would you need my permission?" she reproaches her. "Just tell me one thing, Jane: which point did you two reach?"
"Not that it's any business that concerns you, however she's almost thirteen by now, the right age to ..."
"No wait, I've changed my mind, I don't want to have this speech!" he interrupts her, covering his ears, but she takes his hands, pushing them away.
"To kiss, you idiot, what did you understand?" she giggles.
"Oh." that's all the other manages to say.
"And anyway I don't find it right: you, who are a wizard, succeeded to become a vampire too, but I, who am a vampiress, will never be able to become a wizard, or well, witch, in my case." she mumbles, biting her lip.
Barty smiles at her.
"Oh, my dear, but you don't need Hogwarts, you're already a witch!" he enjoys teasing her.
If possible, the vampiress' eyes turn even redder.
"Oh, that's so rude!" she growls angrily, walking away as the Death Eater laughs.
Nobody tries to hinder her path once Jane arrives at Hogwarts: by now everyone, including the Death Eater Professors, knows her and they know that it is certainly not wise to make her an enemy.
It's the instinct that tells Jane where she can find her.
She reaches the Dark Arts classroom and immediately spots Delphi, sitting at the front desk.
Professor Dolohov is showing them how the Diffindo Spell can be used for far more terrible and fulfilling purposes than cutting objects or making one's way through underbrush, and the test subject is a far from consenting Muggle.
Jane licks her lips at the sight of all that blood, but she's not the only one watching the scene with greedy eyes.
Delphi is enjoying every second of that lesson, fantasizing about when she'll be able to practice by herself.
Then unknowingly her gaze shifts and she notices the new presence in the classroom, which immediately causes her to alter the order of her priorities.
Jane smiles at her, beckoning her to follow her out.
Delphi initially opens wide her big ocean eyes, but then decides to commit that madness.
This however does not escape the eyes of the Professor, who follows her every gradual movement as she moves among the desks.
"Miss Riddle, where do you think you're going?" thunders Dolohov.
After all, it was Lord Voldemort himself who made sure that his daughter, however adored, did not receive any special treatment.
Delphi is almost at the door, but Antonin Dolohov has no intention of making things easy for her.
He throws a powerful Stunning Spell at her, but as the skilled duelist that she is, Delphi easily dodges it, responding with a Paralyzing Spell, which leaves Dolohov motionless on the ground.
All the other students in the classroom are too shocked to even utter a syllable.
"It won't last long, just for a few minutes." the young Dark Witch approaches Jane, taking her by the hand. "Let's run away while we have time!"
The two girls, one in appearance only, run at breakneck speed, giggling with complicity, while Delphi drags Jane to the seventh floor.
There is the Room of Requirement and she knows how to get into it.
"Nobody will bother us here." reassures her friend Delphi, catching her breath for the ride.
Jane, on the other hand, does not have this problem.
That room has the particularity of being able to bring out everything that those inside wish, which in this case is nothing, because both are enough for each other.
"Do you realize you're a tempting she-devil who blew me off a Dark Arts class? If my father knows abou it he will be very angry, but my mother will be as well ... and honestly I still haven't figured out which of the two is worse! " Delphi mutters , worried.
Anyone who thinks that Bellatrix was no longer in the full vigor of her years is seriously mistaken.
Having a vampire as a friend has its advantages, especially if said vampire was created by one of the most powerful millennials who ever lived.
And if said Dark Wizard vampire doesn't mind giving her Dark Witch friend some of his blood and she's a very skilled potionist, she needs a little attention, skill in getting other ingredients that have the reputation of being forbidden, maniacal precision in every phase of the preparation, and in this also being assisted by the most powerful Dark Wizard of all time certainly does not hurt.
The result? Within a few weeks, you get a Delaying Potion that for every twenty years that passes makes Bellatrix age by only one.
Which means that those sixteen years that have passed since she finished it and drank it have left her utterly unchanged.
If Bellatrix had access directly to Aro's blood, the potion would become so powerful that it would make her age only after a whole century and Voldemort did not rule out resorting to that expedient in the near future, easily convincing his dear friend.
However, this is enough for the moment.
"They don't need to know," Jane replies, seraphic. "The first night I met Barty he did a memory blank trick to the guards, with his wand, very funny. Can you do it too? "
"The Oblivion Spell, you mean? Of course I can do it, it's a piece of cake! " Delphi shrugs.
"Great. The alternative would have been me causing your Professor so much pain that he no longer even remembers his name, let alone what happened! " sneers Jane.
"Interesting alternative, but he's my favorite Professor, so I'll take care of him my way." the other counters.
"And anyway it's not true that I made you miss a lesson, if anything, I'll just take you to a more advanced program," smiles Jane, walking slowly towards her friend, who won't be just a friend for much longer.
She can read it in those lapis lazuli that are reflected in her rubies, with a warm smile that encourages her.
"Topic of the day: what to do when a mighty multi-century vampire has a massive crush on you," Jane murmurs, inches from her face, as she strokes her long silver and blue hair, rolling a lock between her fingers.
Delphi's heart, the only one beating inside that room, starts racing.
She has known Jane since she was a child, she used to be her babysitter quite often, then over the years her confidant, later her best friend.
In the last year the last heir of Salazar has figured out that she has very different feelings towards the young vampire, her petite figure, her ash-blonde hair always gathered with care, her violent nature, but never with her, the power that she emanates and, certainly not least, her overwhelming beauty, with those immature forms of a woman who must blossom, a bit like hers.
The difference is that Delphi will grow, while Jane will always remain like this, unchanged over the centuries.
This is also part of her charm.
Joyfully realizing that her attraction is more than rewarded, Delphi cancels the distances, wrapping the blonde in a warm embrace.
"What would I do? I would do this. " she winks at the vampire, bringing her full lips closer to hers, a tad thinner.
It is a shy contact at first, which is only meant to test the waters.
It's not just the first kiss she's giving Jane. It's Delphi's first kiss ever.
Jane, who instead has centuries of experience in this matter, understands this, so she is very patient with her, she lets her do her hesitant explorations, without forcing her in any way.
When she feels that the witch has become more confident, the vampiress decides to part her lips, letting their tongues play.
Jane is careful not to let her canines come out, she doesn't want to cut her tongue, let alone bite her.
There will be time for that.
The kiss grows in intensity, until the room fills with their moans.
Both seem to fly, not to mention that one of the two can do this seriously and even without a broom.
When she separates from her partner, Delphi almost feels dizzy
"Right answer, my dear. I give you full marks for this lesson. " Jane smiles at her, mischievously.
"Long live the advanced programs, then!" the other giggles, before kissing her again.
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Barty made his purchase during that day, the problem is keeping it hidden from Aro for the following weeks that bring them closer to their anniversary.
Fortunately for Barty and much less for Aro, if the Death Eater has always been quite skilled in the art of Occlumency, his years as a vampire have only improved this ability even further.
"Stop shielding your mind!" Aro scolds at the end of a hot encounter under the sheets.
"And you should stop snooping in mine!" Barty growls at him, before going to have a shower.
This is more or less their daily routine, but one day Barty decides to give his beloved the appearance of having won.
He lets him penetrate his mind with his touch as they kiss to say good morning.
"Ooohh, looks like as soon as you wake up you are a little more vulnerable, puppy," Aro murmurs, continuing to stroke his face.
"For our anniversary you want to give me ... you want to give me ... a tub full of eels ?!" he withdraws his hand, looking at him confused.
Barty bursts out laughing in his face.
"Well,it is proven that Confundus Spell works perfectly over vampires as well." he grins triumphantly. "And anyway, I'll really give you a tub full of horrifying eels if you don't stop being so damn curious!" he blurts out, looking at him reproachfully.
"Don't you dare make fun of me!" growls the millennial vampire in anger.
Barty understands that he has to change his strategy and first of all he sweetens his gaze.
"Oh, come on, love, there are only a few days left now, do you really want to spoil the surprise?" he pouts, putting his arms around his neck and sliding closer to him.
"I don't…"
"Why don't you stop with all this insane curiosity and wait, like a good guy? I swear I'll leave you breathless! " Barty continues, rubbing against him in an obscene way.
Regardless of the effect it's having on him, Aro gives him his best 'Bitch, please!' look.
"Uh? Okay, damn it, I picked the wrong words, but you figured out what I meant, right? " Barty snorts.
Aro smiles at him, stroking his disheveled hair.
"Yes, puppy. You won. I will no longer try to steal information. "
"Good." the other grins triumphantly, grabbing his legs and separating them. "In the meantime, I believe that I will take all the benefits of being breathless!" he announces, before disappearing with his head between Aro's thighs for an indefinite time.
Aro is really up to his word and until the day of their sixteenth anniversary he does not investigate any further, but when only half an hour separates them from the midnight of the fateful anniversary, Barty goes to him.
And he does it regardless of where he is or what he is doing.
"You. With me. Now." he whispers, taking him away from his seat at the head of the table in the meeting room.
"Not so fast!" Marcus gets up from his baroque-style chair.
"We were analyzing an anomalous situation near…" continues Caius, who is already yearning for some healthy and bloody violence to restore order.
"Well, not today." Barty insists, pulling out his wand. "You are my family now, but I will not hesitate to place you under the Imperius Curse if it serves to set my Sire free from his commitments." he adds, serious in the face.
Aro places a hand on his wand, making him lower it.
"Come on, puppy, I don't think you need such drastic methods," he murmurs, as he exchanges an eloquent glance with his brothers. "I'm sure these are issues that can wait at least a day, am I right?"
Caius and Marcus look at him contradicted and annoyed, but Aro continues to stare at them, intimidating, until the two look down.
"So be it!" Marcus concedes, after which the two lovers sneak out together.
"I had never interrupted such an important meeting before," Aro mumbles, while Barty is practically dragging him and he doesn't even know where "I must love you so, so much." he giggles at the end, already more carefree.
Barty stops what is now a rush, to turn to him and kiss him for a long time.
There is still time before midnight.
"Mutual love is much more satisfying." he murmurs, thinking back to all the years, before, during and after his captivity, in which he loved his Dark Lord, in silence, never asking him for anything other than giving him the opportunity to serve him.
This softens Aro, who holds him closer to himself.
Barty recovers from that moment of weakness and continues to drag him along the way.
They arrive in the green hills of those places and it's there that Barty stops further, this time it's to blindfold Aro, with a silk cloth that he wraps several times around his eyes.
"But what ...?" grumbles his Sire.
"Trust me, love, you'll only be able to see again when I say so." Barty whispers to him, going to take his purchase which he has hidden among the trees of that hill.
Aro is still too caught off guard to do anything.
"Is this a new erotic game?" He smiles intrigued.
Barty would like to answer him that for that they will have eternity for that, but then he thinks about it: maybe it is the right way not to arouse suspicion in Aro
"Oh yes, I can't hide anything from you. Now stand up and spread your legs, "he instructs him, climbing aboard his Nimbus 2010 and making the other adhere to the remaining wooden part.
"Do you feel this hard bar?"
"Oh yeah, I like it," Aro chuckles in anticipation.
"Well, wrap your legs around it as much as you can, don't let go for any reason and squeeze me tight," Barty instructs, flying only when he's sure Aro can't fall.
Aro realizes that something has changed, he feels the air fresher than it was before, not that vampires can feel cold, but they notice changes in temperature with great ease.
He also has the feeling that they are moving, but he doesn't quite understand where.
"Barty, can I know what you're doing? And why am I still dressed? "
Barty lets the broom float in the air, a few considerable meters high and then with a twist of the torso he turns towards Aro, with the wand already gripped in his hand.
"I lied, love. No erotic games. I'm about to take off your blindfold, but whatever happens you must stay close to me, "he recommends and his Sire nods.
A quick flick of the wand and the blindfold dissolves into thin air. Aro finds himself astride a flying broom, in the starry sky, assailed by a sudden dizziness when he looks down.
"Aaaahhhh!" he yells, while instinct tells him to cling even more to both the broomstick and Barty. "Are you crazy?"
"Surprise!" Barty smiles proudly. "Happy anniversary, love."
Once the initial fright has passed, Aro begins to appreciate that height, that view, how he and Barty are masters of everything, including the sky.
"On second thought, it is very pleasant. I could stay here forever. " the millennial vampire murmurs.
"And who talked about staying still?" grins the younger, turning to look forward again and grabbing the broomstick. "Hold on tight!" he warns him, before taking off, darting among the stars.
Realizing that he is safe with him and nothing dangerous can happen to him, Aro begins to enjoy the strange journey, but he's a little more fearful when Barty, without warning, swoops into the woods, skillfully avoiding any obstacles despite the high speed.
After all, he was a formidable Quidditch player.
Aro lets himself be caressed by the leaves as they pass among the foliage and by the cooler night air, despite the fact that summer has already begun.
Barty, who does not want to miss anything, goes back up in the sky also allows himself a couple of loop the loops that leave Aro thrilled, before gliding meekly towards the Peacock River, so that their feet can touch the water.
That is the first part of their tour, more scenic, before heading to the medieval village, with its palaces, its fortresses, the remains of the ancient Roman Theater, the Porta dell'Arco and the Acropolis.
Aro knows what is now his city by heart, but seeing it from that height, from that angle and together with his beloved, makes everything almost new.
Aro is so high that when the ride ends and he gets off the broom exactly in the same spot where Barty made him get on, jumping on his Childe and making love to him lying there on that hillside is practically a primary need.
"Well, I guess you liked my gift a lot!" Barty chuckles, after a series of multiple orgasms that they have procured each other.
"Hell yeah I did, puppy, it was better than last year, when you proved yourself to be oh-so-creative in torturing that rival clan ..." Aro recalls with a smirk as they get dressed.
"Violence always has its charm, but this year I was in the mood for romance." Barty smiles, before darkening. "Hey, wait a minute, why am I always the only one giving you a gift?"
"Well, but I've saved your life, I've welcomed you into my family, I gave you a new power and above all all my unconditional love, isn't that enough?" Aro caresses his face and Barty smiles softly, or at least he makes him believe so.
"No bloody way, damn it!" he looks at his Sire grimly, removing his hand from his face. "Or rather, it may be enough for the first sixteen years, perhaps, but from the next anniversary I want a gift too and it's better for you that it will be memorable!"
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THE END
I hope you enjoyed the Jane/Delphi ship, the Jane and Barty BROTP (also the implicit Barty and Bellatrix BROTP) but mostly the celebration for the anniversary, Barty can be sooooo romantic, when he wants ;)