The Peverell Legacy
A/N: I own nothing, especially not HP. Welcome to another fanfic, Italics are for thoughts and Bold is for spells. Here's chapter six, enjoy!
Chapter Six: Girl's Night Out!
Padma left Harry feeding his infant self and made her way into the backyard. Vanishing with a crack she reappeared at Malfoy Manor. She knocked on the door and waited.
After a moment, Narcissa Malfoy appeared dressed in a long green robe. In her arms was a squirming Draco who worked his way around to look at Padma. "Everything is in order. Amycus and Alecto are home alone, it's their 'date night'." Narcissa said with a sneer of disgust, "The twins are with another family member, Dobby watched them all day, just as we discussed."
"Good, let's drop Draco off with Harry and collect Andromeda. She'll want to see this herself." Padma told her as she reached out and ruffled baby Malfoy, "Harry is going to love babysitting you." She said with a smile.
"Your man is very good with children from what I've seen. Of course in the case of Nymphadora it hardly counts, she's convinced still that she'll be the one marrying him." Narcissa said before the two went inside to floo over to Andromeda's home.
Andromeda was expecting them of course. "Ladies." She said in greeting as she took Draco into her arms, "Oh you are getting to be a tubby thing aren't you?" She laughed at the scandalized look on her younger sisters face, "Don't pull that face, Cissy, you only have two expressions: smug superiority and cold rage."
"Thirty-seven times dear sister, accidents happen to us all." Narcissa said lightly, "So where is your lesser half?"
"Ted has taken Nymphadora to a bowling alley in Eastbourne. It's an hour away and he took the car, so he'll be out most of the night. He took one look at me when I told him we were planning a 'girls night' and said he wanted to make sure he was far away for liability purposes." Andromeda said and grinned, "Marry a solicitor and you will never lack for loopholes." Andromeda turned around from them and went into the kitchen, returning after a moment with a small black bag. "All the party favors we need are here."
"I love you two." Padma said, "It's like my best friends were never brutally tortured or murdered." Then her face turned dark for a moment, "But they were and now we are going to put some of that pain back onto a deserving couple of incestuous freaks." She let the moment pass. "Right, let me go kiss my men goodnight and then we'll be off."
Harry knew Padma was coming back that after she'd 'rounded up the girls'. He did not however know that meant he would be babysitting the infant version of his nemesis. However faced with not just the future Mrs. Peverell, but the surviving Black sisters, Harry knew better than to grouse. He accepted Draco and the kiss from Padma, as well as her 'Be back later tonight' before setting Draco in the same playpen as his other self.
Harry then turned his attention to the books on his desk. While he was going to Hogwarts in order to destroy the Diadem and the basilisk, he also planned to do some actual good. And maybe punch Snape right in the beak. Okay, definitely punch him in the beak. He thought as he made notes for his first class. He paused when he heard the little Harry cry out. Turning, he saw that Draco had pulled the baby Harry's hair. "Merlin's saggy balls, do you have to be a little jackass this young?" He said he picked up Harry and checked the infant for scratches. "I knew I should have went with Ted and Dora, then I could have told them to leave that little ferret with Dobby."
Finding no injuries on the toddler, Harry put him back down and then used his wand to make a barrier between the two boys. "Right, now you two just stay quiet while I work, okay?"
It was not. As if on cue, Draco soiled himself and the baby Harry began to cry loudly. It would be a very long night for the wizard.
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The trio of witches arrived at the public apparation point nearest to the Carrow estate in Alnwick, Northumberland. Narcissa looked around for a moment then drew her wand. She cast a spell at the ward boundary. She nodded and turned back to the other witches, "Prepare for them. I know the Carrows through Lucius. They won't call the Aurors, they will be too eager to torture someone trying to break in."
Padma and Andromeda followed her lead as Narcissa cast a concealment charm on herself. Then they waited. It would have been funny, Padma would think later, seeing Alecto Carrow step out of her house dressed in a silk robe and hurriedly fumbling with its belt, if Alecto Carrow hadn't been the woman who had used the torture curse on her sister. Had this been a random Death Eater, she could have laughed. But no, this was the second most hated person in her universe. The only reason Bellatrix Lestrange had won out the top spot from her was because Parvati was still alive whereas Cho had been murdered. Cold fury began to overtake her and Padma felt a roaring that seemed to come from behind her ears as Alecto looked out into the darkness.
She prepared to cast a spell when she was stopped by Andromeda's hand on her forearm. The older woman leaned down and whispered against her ear, "Not yet. If you send a spell through the ward boundary it will rebound at the caster." Andromeda drew her wand and muttered a spell. An explosion rang out on the edge of the boundary and Alecto stepped closer with her wand drawn.
"Who's there? Show yourself!" The witch shouted as she took another step. At the door, Amycus Carrow, dressed in a similar robe peered out. Through the gap in his robes, Padma saw a glimpse of white and red. He's wearing heart-patterned boxer shorts...Parv, I wish you here so we could both be disgusted. She thought as he joined his sister in the yard.
Andromeda sent another spell into the bushes and they rustled like someone moving through them. The twins sent out matching stunning spells into the woods. The noise making charm Andromeda used canceled and the two grinned. "Let's go find our new playmate." Amycus said to his twin. They stepped past the boundary and were greeted by three separate stunning spells.
"Very well done." Narcissa said to her sister and her friend. "Let's take them back to the Manor. I have a special room set aside for them. Lucius used to 'entertain' there." She snapped her fingers and with a pop Dobby appeared, "Dobby, please take these two to the dungeon. We will be there momentarily. Make sure they are secured and have their wands placed on the table outside of the cell."
Dobby did as requested and vanished with the pair. Narcissa turned to Andromeda, "We are ready for your part of this."
Andromeda opened her bag and started drawing out stick after stick of dynamite. "Where did you get that?" Padma asked as the pile of sticks grew ever larger.
"Confundus charm at a quarry and then a mild compulsion to ignore me while I took what I needed." She said simply. "Aurors never look at muggle tools, it shows the ignorance of our society I suppose. Now, place the sticks around the edge of the manor."
There would be few sights more beautiful to Padma in the course of her life than seeing the explosions rock the Carrow Manor. Their own wards ensured that no one saw the explosions, or felt the shock wave for that matter. As the manor fell into itself the three witches departed for Malfoy Manor.
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When Alecto awoke, she found herself chained to a wall. She could hear the screams of her brother but a partition separated them and so she could not see him. There was a slender witch watching her with a cold stare slowly tapping a wand to her leg as if in thought. "For your sake I hope you enjoyed yourself earlier in the evening. I rather doubt you'll have the chance for an orgasm tonight." She said with a little smile as she opened the door.
"Who are you? Where are we?" Alecto said heatedly moving against the chains holding her, "You'd best release us or-"
"Or you'll kill me in various unspeakable ways, trust me I've heard it all before." The woman said waving her hand dismissively. "Amycus tried that same line on me. Then I took his spine out. I didn't know you could accio a spinal column, but if you try hard you can do just about anything." She laughed softly, "We are regrowing it now. I don't want him dead, well not just yet."
"Then what do you want?" Alecto asked her, a cold terror seeping into her core, though she did her best not to let it show. "Money? Names?"
"Let's start with names. Why don't you have a seat..." The witch before her waved her wand and the chains released. Alecto was able to take stock in the room she was in now. The cell was bare except for a small desk. Upon it was a stack of blank parchment and a single black quill. "You are going to write down the name of every Death Eater you know, living or dead, free or in Azkaban. You are going to write down every single crime you've committed or witnessed; every murder, every torture, every time your brother took a piss on the vicarage wall."
"And if I don't?" Alecto said with more bravery than she felt.
The witch laughed, "Then I'll see if I can summon your spinal column out as well. I only need one of you alive and dear Amycus has already promised to do anything I want if I make the hurting stop."
Alecto sank into the chair at the desk. She picked up the quill, "There's no ink." She said looking at the woman who had conjured herself a chair and sat before the cell, watching eagerly.
"You won't need ink. This is a very special quill. Along with the parchment which has been charmed to prevent lies. I've spent quite a bit of time and money making sure that you can't wriggle your flat ass out of this." She said with a smile, "Now get to writing."
Alecto put the quill on the paper and began to write. She felt a stinging on her hand, looking at the back of it, Alecto noticed a faint scratching appearing on her hand. "I love blood quills, don't you?" Her tormentor said cheerfully, "Did you know that when using a blood quill everything you write can be considered binding? It's true. Everything you write will be considered a legal confession. That is why I made sure to get the paper charmed against lies."
Alecto knew what this was: she was writing her own death warrant. But life in Azkaban scared her less than the torture the brown-skinned witch had promised her. Ignoring the pain, she continued to write.
Padma stifled a laugh. The compulsion charms on the desk and the chair would keep her writing until she was out of crimes. She rose and walked past the magical barrier to Amycus. He was awake now, and all he could hear was his sisters tortured screams. "I see you are awake, let me tell you what I want from you Amycus..."
Padma came upstairs an hour later holding a stack of papers and a triumphant smile. "You did a wonderful job on the charms, Cissy. Those two inbred assholes wrote everything. I've stunned them and when you're ready we can send them to Amelia."
Narcissa handed Padma a glass of wine, "You are aware that what you hold in your hands makes you the most dangerous woman in Britain at the moment? You have the names and dates needed to put a lot of people away."
"Or through the Veil," Andromeda said from her seat. "The Ministry would probably bury this in order to prevent some pure-blood muckety muck from getting embarrassed by being taken in for muggle-baiting."
Padma nodded, "That's why I'm not taking it to the Ministry. I'm taking it to Skeeter." She noticed the raised eyebrows of the sisters before her and laughed, "I have something that Rita Skeeter would do anything to keep from getting out."
"And what prevents her from obliviating you?" Narcissa asked simply.
Padma smirked, "I'm smarter than her, I'm more devious, and if worse comes to worst, I can put it on Amelia's desk and let her sort it out on her own." With that, the trio finished their wine and departed for Padma and Harry's home.
They walked into a war zone. Harry looked exhausted as he bounced Draco on his knee. A very telling stain down the boy's front showed why he was being held. The little Harry was screaming from the playpen, obviously angry that Harry was holding the other boy. Padma took in her fiancee's dead-eyed stare and stifled a laugh, "So, how was the boy's night in?" She asked as she took the baby Harry into her arms and cuddled him.
"Kill me please." Harry said haggardly, "Kill me or at the very least obliviate me of the last few hours."
Padma kissed his cheek and moved so Narcissa could take her son. Narcissa looked at Draco, "My son seems to have been sick. What did you do?" She asked Harry.
Harry's only response was to groan and shakily stand. He staggered upstairs, ignoring the witches who were now openly laughing at his pain.
Harry was in the shower, letting the hot water wash away the memories of toddler vomit and shame. His eyes were closed and he didn't know Padma was in the shower with him until he felt her hands go around his waist. She pressed her chest against his back and kissed his neck. "Thank you." She said against his neck.
"For what? Letting the ferret sick on me?" He asked, still not opening his eyes. He felt her laugh against him and squeeze tightly.
"No, you idiot. You knew what I was planning, you didn't try to stop me. You didn't try to keep me from getting justice for Parvati." She replied to him.
"Of course I didn't. Your sister deserves this. Just like Cho deserved justice." He told her, turning so that they were face to face. Then he opened his eyes, "I love you, as violent and quasi-insane as you are sometimes, you are still my best friend and the woman I love."
"Very romantic, Mr. Potter."
"Peverell."
"Shut up."
