Harry Potter: King of the Amazons
Chapter 18
-Harry-
Seeing the plethora of idiots that strode into the box he scoffed, turning away before seeing a mischievous gleam in Narcissa's eye. Before he could question it, or her, though she grabbed his face and pulled him into a deep kiss, her hands burying themselves in his hair as she began to moan loudly. After a moment of shock he realized that she was trying to anger her ex-husband, her marriage having been ended when she became a 'slave', and decided to 'play along' as it were, eagerly kissing his fiancé back as her once exaggerated fake moans quickly became real.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw the rest of his wives and fiancés looking amused at him, having figured out as well, while Apollo tried to look away while covering Leonidas' eyes, his daughters had joined his wives in giggling, while his Sister and Charles decided to copy what he and Narcissa were doing to piss off the Weasley from before.
After breaking apart for air he gave Narcissa, his soon to be wife, a tender smile as they turned to face Lord Malfoy who was fuming alongside Draco, the Weasley family looked equally upset, some over his actions while a few were angry about his sister and Charles. "Is there a reason you are glaring at myself and my bride to be Lord Malfoy?" he asked the Malfoy Head coldly, his voice drawing the attention of the foreign dignitaries that had looked away in embarrassment at the public displays of affection.
"You can return my wife to me False King." Lucius snarled angrily causing him to smirk, the foolish Lord having failed to get close enough before to make said demand as all letters from the Malfoy family were burned the moment they reached the island.
Resting his hand on the hilt of his blade he raised an eyebrow before pressing on, while before with the Weasley family force had been what was required for the situation with Malfoy, from what he had learned from Narcissa, would require a more subtle approach…or at least a more political one. "Perhaps you should go see a mind Healer Lord Malfoy," he said, false concern dripping from his voice in levels even the idiotic Ron Weasley had been able to grasp the falsehood of his statement "something has clearly addled your brain to result in you making such a statement as it is clearly untrue, as I have been recognized as the king of my people who are an official nation, recognized even by the ICW." As he finished his loose grip on his sword's hilt turned into an fist, ready to pull forth the steel at a moments notice as he went in for the kill "Unless of course you were trying to personally insult my person, the King of an entire people and a Lord of Higher Standing than your own in this nation by demanding I give you my fiancé. So which is it Lord Malfoy? Are you going to go see that Mind Healer to find out what has caused this lapse of sanity or are you truly attempting to have me declare a blood feud using the power of not only the British Houses I command but the nation I rule against your minor house?".
He had Lucius Malfoy by the throat and the Death Eater knew it as well, it was clear in the Lord Malfoy's eyes, he had set up a scenario that gave Lucius only two options, one would damage the man's reputation a great deal while the other would outright shatter it and possibly end the man's life. While the Malfoy family had a great deal of gold to their name, which allowed them to gain and keep power by bribing those they needed to, their house was still only a Minor Noble House, they hadn't had true cause to fear any political situation due to very few of the houses whose standing was above their own had cause, drive, or gold to oppose the Malfoy Line. He on the other hand had a Minor Ancient House in the Gaunt line, an Ancient and Noble house in the Potter family, and a Most Ancient and Noble in the form of the Slytherin line, not to mention his position as King of the Amazons….suffice to say the Malfoy's days in power were numbered.
"I…will go see that Healer," Lord Malfoy growled, the man's teeth clenched together as were his fingers against the silver head of the cane bearing a snakehead "to see what caused this momentary…lapse of sanity. Come Draco.".
As the man spun off to leave, anger oozing from the man's presence, he turned to look at the foreign dignitaries, all of whom were now eyeing him in a new light as they too had realized the possession he had placed Lucius in. Somewhere impressed and sent nods of respect towards him, others were angry at him, although this group consisted only of the British Minister and the allies of House Malfoy, the final group though sent him looks of fear, likely realizing that he could just as easily outmaneuver them if their tried a stunt like Lucius had.
The silence was broken when Rowena toddled over to him and raised her hands to be picked up as he smiled at his daughter lovingly and obliged, lifting her into his arms which started a stampede as the rest of his children began climbing up him much to his amusement as he laughed happily, the awkward silence shattering in the joy that only a child could provide as the looks of fear on the fellow dignitaries was washed away. "Alright now," he said sternly to his children as they made their way over to the seats in their portion of the skybox (I always pictured the dignitaries having one of these at the Quiditch world Cup, an enclosed box like room with a wall made of glass for them to see out of where they could have refreshments, go to the restroom, and avoid any bad weather instead of 'sitting outside like a commoner' as Draco would put it) "I expect you five to behave yourselves during the game. You can cheer, and you can celebrate, but don't get out of hand and don't go running around the box, understand?".
"Yes daddy!" the chorused as one, innocent grins on their faces that didn't fool him for a minute although he did appreciate the little halos his children's accidental magic created above their heads which made his wives giggle.
Shortly afterwards the match started, his children's attention riveted on the zooming players as they used the omnioculars he had purchased them to watch the game and try to keep up with the fast actions of the players on the field. While he enjoyed the game to an extent he spent most of the match meeting the other foreign dignitaries and their wives, proudly introducing his own during these meetings.
Finally though, the match drew to a close as the victorious team, Bulgaria, came up into the top box while Apollo and Artemis grinned and collected some coins from their siblings, the children having made a bet about who would win much to his amusement.
"Come on loves," he said, wrapping an arm around Bellona and Narcissa's waists and gaining the attention of the rest of the girls as some of them bent down to scoop up the children "let's take these little warriors back to the tent so they can celebrate there without bowling someone over.".
-That night-
Sitting in a chair outside his tent he sighed calmly, relishing the silence of the night as the reveler's merriment died down and the partiers went to sleep, leaving a calm silent night with the stars shining brightly in the sky.
Just as he was about to go back into the tent when he heard a loud explosion followed by screams of fear. Spinning around he pulled out the omnioculars from the match and zoomed in towards the source of the screams, cursing when he saw a horde of several Death Eaters marching through the campsites, there were dozens of them, most of them having regular bone masks but at their core were a few inner circle members with the silver masks. "An initiation right," Narcissa breathed in horror as she ran outside, looking through her own pair of omnioculars "the ones in the bone masks are being tested to see if they can join.".
Turning to Hylla he ordered "Hylla! You and Charles take the Children back to the Island through Darna and sound the alarm! It's time for battle!". Hylla nodded quickly as she shot inside, Darna and Charles following after her as a loud crack was heard when they took the children.
Pulling out a hunting horn he took a deep breath before blowing into it, its call echoing and resonating throughout the night as the death eaters stopped in confusion at the sound. "I love Voldemort's stupidity sometimes," he said with a sadistic grin as the girls looked at him in confusion causing him to explain "Narcissa explained it to me how Voldemort reveres snakes so much he put an enchantment on the Dark mark and the death eater asks for the initiates so that if any tried to kill or harm a snake it would kill them and remove their magic for violating an oath that is enacted when they put the masks on or accept the mark.".
"Pythos!" Bellona said in realization as he gave his High Queen a bloodthirsty grin before a large portal ripped open, revealing his massive familiar shooting towards the panicking death eaters while various Amazon warriors popped in via an elf that was their partner for battle.
"Well we can't let him have all the fun can we?" he called out to his warriors, drawing his blade as he did so "Charge!".
AN: Alright people, question time. Do you all want me to bash Fleur in this story or have her and her family end up joining the Amazons as I could easily make it go either way. Put down what you want in why in the review and LONG LIVE THE LEGION!