I Love You Too
Summary: Hermione's mistake, the memory viewing, the revealed secrets, the trial and Sebastian's future all rolled into one. What more could you want? :)
A/n: Please note that I am too lazy yst too busy to write a sequel and after that, I really want to finish my other stories. Hope you enjoy this Final Chapter :-)
With Hermione
It's was Half an hour later when Anthony came back into the room where he saw Hermione huddled up at one corner of the room with her head on her arms, her body wracked with shivers.
"Hermione?" He called out softly, approaching the girl then bent down to her level only to grunt in pain when she quickly raised her head and gave him a headbutt, breaking his nose and causing him to fall back on his butt.
"Argh!"
Hermione immediately stood up and ran towards the door only to gasp when her body seized up and she fell to the floor as stiff as a board.
"That was good, I have to applaud you for that, but that was pretty stupid for someone like you, I thought you were smarter than that." Anthony then came in front of her and bent down, looking her in the eye.
"Even if you had left this room, you would've been stopped by the others out there and I'll tell you, they aren't as nice as I am."
He then sighed and shook his head before standing.
"This stupid mistake cost you your ability to choose and you know which one I'll choose for you," He said with a smile before walking towards the door.
"I hope you'll enjoy your new home, Hermione, because you are stuck here forever."
He then reversed the spell then left the room, ignoring the tears which streamed down Hermione's face.
"It's your fault after all!"
With Narcissa
After reuniting with her husband, she pulled away from their kiss and smiled at the confused yet lustful look on his face.
"What?" He asked dazedly.
Giggling softly, she patted Daniel's cheek before replying, "We need to Floo to Hogwarts for the memory viewing. Apparently, Dumbledore, Molly Weasley, Minerva McGonagall and Dolores Umbridge were captured and are now having their memories viewed by the entire Wizarding population."
Daniel scowled when he heard Dumbledore's name then sighed and nodded in understanding.
"Okay."
Narcissa gave him a brief smile before ushering him towards the Floo.
"I can't wait," She intoned softly.
Daniel only grunted with a sour look on his face.
General P.O.V at Hogwarts Quidditch field
Excited murmurs erupted from all directions as Witches, Wizards and Magical Creatures grew excited for the memory reveal.
Sebastian smiled then cleared his throat.
"Before we begin, let's start with McGonagall since she seems like the more innocent of the bunch. What do you think?
Murmurs of agreement went through the crowd except for a select few who wanted Molly Weasley to be first.
Sebastian breathed in deeply then turned towards McGonagall and he raised an eyebrow to see her looking at him calmly while trying rather unsuccessfully to get out of the cages; he then waved a hand at the Magical Sphere and gasps erupted from the stands as five thin, transparency, magical strings shot out then plunged inside the Sphere and towards a shocked McGonagall who was about to scream when they latched onto her head causing her eyes to turn a milky white and her body to go stiff.
"Don't worry everyone, this is how each memory is going to be accessed with no lasting damage to the person unless I desire," He explained soothingly and he could see out of the corner of his eyes the relieved gasps of the teachers and some students.
Within two minutes, the rotating screens above were turned on and everyone immediately quieted down.
Sebastian walked down towards where the students and Professors were and sat next to Blaise who immediately cuddled up to his side.
The Screen
Static was seen on the screen for two seconds before it abruptly changed to complete darkness then slowly but surely thousands of pictures populated the screen and a couple of seconds later three small pictures flittered to the centre of the screen out of thousands.
(This means real-time interactions with the asterisk. *... *)
* Everyone immediately sat up straight and seats were made available to the arriving people such as Narcissa and her husband Daniel, Rita Skeeter and her photographer and a couple Goblins and so on .*
The first memory was selected and the screen went blank for a couple seconds then the memory began playing.
Minerva stood by the doors of the great Hall; she waited a couple minutes for the knock then quickly opened the door to give entrance to the Hagrid, The Groundskeeper and the group of what would be the first years.
Within seconds, her eyes landed on a little boy with round spectacles who seemed rather small for his age.
She frowned internally then her eyes widened when she realised that she was looking at the form of Harry Potter.
'He shouldn't look that small, even for his age. I really hope those Dursleys haven't laid a hand on him or help me I'll turn them into a pincushion,' She thought viciously.
* Everyone chuckled at that including Sebastian and smiles were etched onto the other professors' faces .*
Minerva explained to the first years what was to transpire and scolded two boys.
Weasley
Longbottom
After placing the children in two lines and walking towards where the sorting hat sat on the bench.
The majority of the time went to sorting the first years.
"Malfoy, Draco!" She read out with an internal roll of the eyes.
Draco strutted up to the stool and sat down, before the hat was placed on his head it immediately shouted.
SLYTHERIN!
The Slytherins clapped politely and Draco could be seen with a smug smirk on his face.
* Lucius Malfoy smirked from his seat next to his husband who just shook his head in mock exasperation while Draco grinned at Roger who rolled his eyes at him then playfully pinched his side causing him to snort. *
After everyone had finally been sorted except Harry Potter whose name had been called and was still sitting on the stool.
McGonagall looked at him and her eyes narrowed when she causing sight of the fading fingerprint bruise on his hand.
'What are you hiding, Mr Potter?' She thought with a hint of worry.
An hour later
After everyone had retired to their dorms, Minerva walked briskly towards Albus' office.
"Acid pops," She said tightly.
The Gargoyle moved to the side and she walked up the stairs where the door was already open.
"Ah, Minerva my dear, I hope that you enjoyed tonight's feast. Ah… How it is to be young again, dear I say?" He said with a small chuckle.
In answer, Minerva only smiled stiffly at him before taking a seat at his desk, politely declining his offer of tea and lemon drops.
"What seems to be the problem, my dear? You seem awfully high strung." He asked seriously yet warmly.
Minerva breathed in deeply before she starts speaking, "Albus, I'm worried about Harry Potter. I swear I saw some fingerprint bruises on his wrist and he looks like he hasn't been eating much. I warned you that the Dursleys were the worse set of Muggles and It looks like they aren't treating Harry properly."
Albus' expression suddenly grew solemn and he sighed before responding, "I'm sure you're just tired that you're seeing things that aren't there, Minerva. I assure you that young Harry is happy with his family. It all might be a little misunderstanding and I'm sure that everything is in order."
Minerva frowned then stood up.
"I think that I'd rather investigate on that, Albus. I believe that something is going on Albus and I can't sleep easily with such a guilty conscious if I were to ignore such blatant signs of abuse. I'll owl the Ministry tomorrow so that they could do a proper investigation."
Minerva nodded at him. "Goodnight, Headmaster."
Minerva turned away and headed for the door only to be paralysed seconds away from opening the door.
The memory suddenly had white outlining the edges thickly signalling that it was obliviated, obvious to those in the Ministry and parts of the population.
*To make it more obvious to the slower ones, Obliviate was written atop the memory in bold red letters.*
*Gasps of outrage was heard throughout the stands and where the students and professors wore, even Blaise let out a small gasp and Sebastian only tightened his arm around him while his face remained blank.
Blaise looked up at him and he looked down and placed a small kiss on his lips before focusing back on the memory.*
"I'm sorry that I have to do this Minerva but I can't afford to have my plans ruined at this delicate stage. Harry needs to toughen up and if the Dursleys can do that then so be it. I'm sorry for having to do this but it's best if you not be involved and ruin my hard work."
Minerva struggled from the body bind only to gasp when Albus walked towards her then moved into her line of vision.
"It's all for the greater good after all."
He then pointed his wand at her temple and that was when she realised what he was about to do and she struggled harder.
"Obliviate!" He said calmly.
The memory faded black.
* Gasps were heard once more and Sebastian ignored the looks sent his way and he only tightened his arm when Blaise looked about to comfort him and he saw out of the corner of his eyes as everyone turned to look at Dumbledore who was red in the face and glaring at Sebastian with hatred.
He only smirked at him causing the old man to splutter in indignation.
"Seb?" Blaise spoke softly.
Sebastian looked at him then shook his head at him.
"Don't. It's gonna be a lot worse than this later on so let's just get through it all okay? Don't worry about me," He replied calmly.
Blaise only nodded, tears forming in his eyes and he laid his head against his Boyfriend's chest and wrapped his arm around him and Sebastian did the same.
Roger's eyes widened and he heard Draco's soft gasp and grabbed his head then pulled him closer to his body.
"I always knew he was up to no good," He murmured.
Roger looked at him sadly then back at the screen.
"I didn't.
…
Lucius only shook his head condescendingly while Regular snorted.
"I can't wait to see the rest. By the end of this, Dumbledore's head is going to be served on a platter," Regular said in amusement and Lucius agreed with a smirk.
Varying reactions of disbelief and anger was seen and heard from everyone in the stadium and who were watching on the Wizarding Wireless.*
*French (Everyone is speaking)
"I always knew that Dumbledore was up to no good!" Yelled a man who was watching the live feed at a restaurant with his wife.
Murmurs of agreement rang through the restaurant.
"No good, conniving, old wind bag!" A French woman spat.
Most people laughed while others murmured their agreement.
The Delacours
"I cannot believe that the Headmaster did that, Mama!" Fleur spat in outrage.
"Well, he was always seen as the leader of the light so everyone would be shocked, my dear."
Bulgaria
Victor Krum only shook his head in disbelief.
"I am not as surprised as I should be."
His father and mother agreed with him.
"All masks slip unintentionally, it was just a matter of time until Dumbledore's fell."
Americans (Sorry, I can't phrase the words right for all the languages.)
"Would you look at that, Palmer, I never thought that I'd see the day," An old man laughed heartily.
Palmer, a young, American Ministry worker only rolled his eyes.
"Serves that pretentious goat right," Palmer replied with a smirk.
Other Countries (I apologise for not writing the names but it'll take too long and I just want the main countries from the books like France and Bulgaria, America was just a last minute decision)
"Hog wash! Dumbledore would never do something like that!" An old woman shouted as much as she could, defending her idol.
"Oh shut up, Mama! The proofs right in front of our eyes!" A young man yelled ignoring the surprised looks sent his way.
"I always knew he was no good."
"Can't say I'm surprised."
"Hogwash!"
"Shut up, Mama!"
"Who would've thought?"
"B-But…"*
Back at Hogwarts
*Everyone was still chattering a mile a minute and Sebastian grew irritated and immediately, the screens faded black and a loud, piercing noise reverberated around the pitch and over the Wireless causing everyone to wince, close their mouths and cover their ears.
The sound immediately ceased and Sebastian spoke, his voice reverberating around and over.
"Most of you are grown adults and therefore should act like one! You're here for a purpose, all gossiping can occur afterwards, no exceptions! Am I understood?" He asked sternly.
"Yes!" Was the quick reply.*
He nodded stiffly and as if nothing had occurred, the screen began playing the memory once more.*
Minerva closed her eyes and massaged her temple before looking back at Albus.
"Get some rest, Minerva and if your headache gets worse, just go straight to Poppy," He advised with a kind smile.
Minerva nodded. "Thank you, Albus, I may just do that," She murmured softly before she turned around and slowly walked out the door.
(The memory faded black and the screen appeared with the other two memories. It was two more seconds passing when the second memory was brought to the front.
The screen faded black once more before the memory began playing.)
Minerva distractedly sipped her cup of tea as her eyes looked upon young Harry Potter and his band of friends with a small, barely there smile on her face.
Within minutes, the doors of the Great Hall slammed open and Professor Quirrell was seen running down the hallway and toward the teacher's table.
"Troll! Troll in the dungeons! Thought you ought to know!" He yelled before fainting.
Minerva frowned at the mass panic ensued and because of the peculiar way Professor Quirrell fainted and how he didn't stutter one bit.
Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw the Headmaster stand up and immediately cast a Sonorous spell on his voice.
"Attention! Attention everyone!-"
She directed her focus elsewhere and her eyes narrowed when she saw Potter and Weasley sneak away from their Prefect.
Standing up quickly, she was about to go and reprimand them for putting themselves in danger when a hand gripped her shoulder.
Turning around stiffly, a small frown etched itself onto her face when she was met with the twinkling eyes of the Headmaster.
"Albus, if you would excuse me, I intend to go after Potter and his wayward friend," She calmly explained.
A small frown flittered across Albus' face before evening out.
"Ah yes… the joys of the young and adventurous. I doubt they'll be getting into any trouble, Minerva. I find it best that we leave them be."
Minerva frowned and looked about to retort when Albus motioned her towards the door behind the Professor's table which the staff uses to exit and enter the Great Hall.
Nodding stiffly, she briskly walked towards the door with Albus right behind her.
Opening the door, she stepped inside then turned around when she heard it close behind Albus… only to get a wand pointed at her face.
"Whaa-?" She was cut off with Dumbledore's next words.
'Obliviate.'
*Gasps and soft murmurs spread through the pitch as everyone wanted to voice their indignation but not wanting to leave if Sebastian went through with his threat to kick them out.
Sebastian looked towards McGonagall to see her glaring at Dumbleton ( intentional) with hatred in her eyes and the old man just shrugged noncommittally in response.*
The memory continued….
"Ah… We must make haste to remove the Troll from the school. I'm afraid that we can't continue our conversation about how it got in in the first."
Minerva only looked at him online confusion then closed her eyes and nodded in understanding.
"Yes… You're absolutely correct, Albus."
Dumbledore only smiled at her kindly and then both of them quickly left the room to go look for the Troll.
The memory faded black.
*By then, Sebastian couldn't begrudge anyone for their reactions so he just let them talk for a couple minutes, looking down at Blaise who was glaring at Dumbledore along with a majority of the population.
He sighed and looked at the Students and Professors who were looking at Dumbledore with various expressions such as disbelief and betrayal.
You would think that he'd be proud of exposing the man... At some varying degree, he was. But, even he felt betrayed as he watched the memories, Dumbledore was practically the only caring adult in his life at one point.
Now? Sebastian sighed and looked back at the screen, knowing that those three memories were just the tip of the iceberg; he knew that there were tons more memories to be viewed but those three were pretty much the catalyst for McGonagall.
Even an idiot knew that Obliviating someone too much can cause a shift in their behavior.
Because Dumbledore Obliviated McGonagall to ignore him when he seemed to be in dangerous situations, that was how she would also begin to act around him.
No matter how dangerous the situation, even if Sebastian was to tell her or even show evidence, she still wouldn't believe.
Sebastian looked upon the old man to see him already watching him while Minerva continued glaring at him, Molly looked unaffected while Umbridge was giggling at the hate directed at Dumbledore.
Sebastian shook his head at the old man before switching his attention to Molly Weasley who was still cursed and he breathed deeply and murmured the incantation to a spell which would heal her in no time.
He grimaced a bit when he felt the stirrings of the creatures in the tattoos but ignored them for now.
"Seb?"
He startled a bit at the soft voice then looked down at Blaise who was looking at him in worry.
"I'm okay."
Lie.
Blaise's eyebrows furrowed and he couldn't help biting his lip.
"Stop lying, I can see it in your eyes," He murmured, staring unflinchingly into Sebastian's eyes.
Sebastian sighed and tightened his arm around Blaise whose eyes didn't stray from his.
"Okay... I can't say that I'm totally unaffected by this... it's just... It's different knowing and seeing it. I mean, I looked up to Dumbledore since I was Eleven and to see how much he's been putting me in danger to further his own agendas is..."
"Hard to believe?" He intoned, raising a hand to curl a stray piece of hair behind Sebastian's ear.
"I guess."
Blaise leaned up and connected their lips, ignoring the screen playing another memory.
Sebastian sighed into the kiss and clasped Blaise's hair to pull him closer; he teasingly sucked on his girlfriend's (I meant that) lower lip eliciting a groan from Blaise.
Blaise's fingers tightened in Sebastian's clothing before he pulled back, effectively disconnecting their lips.
"I needed that," He murmured, using his thumb to swipe against Blaise's lower lip, shining with spit. "Thank you."
Blaise only smiled at him in reply. "I think it's my job now, we are together after all."
In reply, Sebastian snorted then gave him a tender smile.
"Yeah... Yeah, you are."
General population
Everyone was in various states of disbelief as the memory being played shown Dumbledore using the Imperius Curse along with Obliviate on McGonagall.
What really disgusted them was when Dumbledore allowed a younger Harry to face off against a Basilisk, one of the most dangerous creatures in the Magical world.
They all watched as Dumbledore along with an Imperio'd McGonagall stood behind a secret passage way as Harry fought the Basilisk. Gasps of shock were heard as Harry was bitten and left to suffer before Dumbledore ordered Fawkes to help Harry.
Sebastian ignored the shouts of outrage and instead looked at Molly Weasley who seemed to be shouting something at them, it was a futile attempt as the cages were made with the intention of not allowing the prisoners to converse with anyone outside and Sebastian had activated that particular fraction after he had finished speaking to them in the Slytherin dorms.
He actually felt a bit bad for Ron and his family but Molly Weasley was hiding something, otherwise, the cage wouldn't have been able to work on her. This spell was in one of the brains at the M.o.M and he figured that it was the best thing to use in part of it being able to hold Dumbledore and for its judgement ability.
Sighing softly, gaining Blaise's attention, he tried to move away from Blaise to stand up but said boy wouldn't budge.
"Where are you going?"
Blaise gripped his shirt with such force that Sebastian was pulled closer towards him until their noses were touching.
He snickered a bit then leaned forward and sucked on Blaise's lips for a second before pulling away. "I need to go up on stage." He looked into Blaise's eyes and couldn't believe how lucky he was.
Blaise gave him a slow nod then pulled away, releasing his shirt and allowing him to stand up. "Be safe." He looked into Sebastian's pupiless eyes for a moment and couldn't help but blush when said guy winked at him.
"I know," He briefly raised his hand through Blaise's hair before turnin away and leaving Blaise rolling his eyes at his back.
Blaise closed his eyes and placed a hand over his stomach.
Dumbledore
Albus looked at the faces of students, Professors, strangers and friends alike and rolled his eyes at the glares and sneers of disgust sent his way.
What? Do you expect him to feel remorse for his actions? Pfft, he had better things to do... Like escaping this damned cage that Potter trapped him in.
If it wasn't for Potter then this wouldn't be happening, he had spent years molding students to adhere to him and then comes James and Lily Potter. At first, James was against him but later on, he too had looked up to Albus while Lily kept to herself and now, look what happened!
That damned brat ruined all of his well crafted plans and now all his Allies and influence are down the fucking drain.
Albus turned his attention towards said brat as he sauntered up on the stage and towards Molly and Albus closed his eyes briefly and gnashed his teeth.
By the end of his, the Dumbledore name was gonna be dragged even more through the mud and he knew that his good-for-nothing brother Aberforth could care less and would probably be glad.
Everyone since Ariana's death, the man had never spoken to Albus again and cursed him to the fiery pits of Muggle Hell as the Magical community didn't believe in such rubbish as Heaven and Hell.
He watched as th screen which previously showed Minerva's memories went blank and the tendrils of Magic which had surrounded her disappear and instead connected to Molly Weasley.
Albus glared as Minerva was released from her cage.
Sebastian
Standing in-front of Molly's cage, Sebastian signed the shouts which were now being directed at him and instead freed McGonagall from his Magic and directed it towards Molly whose eyes showed a brief second of fear before glossing over to retrieve the memories.
He then turned towards McGonagall's cage and looked at the woman who had tears flowing down her face and Sebastian's heart missed a beat at the apology clear as day in her expression.
Without a second thought, he vanished the cage and the woman sobbed then moved forward and pulled him into a hug. He hesitated for a brief moment before wrapping his arms around her.
"Oh, Harry. I'm so sorry I wasn't strong enough to fight him." Sebastian bit his lips to stave off the tears and just hugged her tightly.
"It wasn't your fault and you couldn't have done anything," He murmured reassuringly into her hair. "He was too strong and no one had any idea so please stop blaming yourself."
Minerva's only response was to squeeze him tighter before pulling away. "I'm so sorry." She then wiped at her eyes with her hands and Sebastian snickered internally, knowing that the woman would never do something so uncouth in any other situation.
"Its okay, Professor, you tried your best and that's all that matters." He gave her a small smile and he hesitantly returned it then gave him a small nod before turning around and walking off the stage and towards the section where the other Professors were seated.
Sebastian then looked at Dumbledore who was looking resigned and could barely contain a smirk.
Time to start the next performance.
He snickered then turned around and walked back to his seat where Blaise was waiting for him with a distracted look on his face.
He raised an eyebrow at his boyfriend who just smiled at him with a shake of his head. "It's nothing, just thinking about something," was the offered reply and he snorted then sat down in his seat, wrapping an arm around Blaise and pulling his closer.
Said boy only snuggled closer, he's been waiting years for this moment so he could care less if he was acting like a girl.
All eyes turned towards the screen which turned black for a brief moment before one memory came to the forefront.
It was a couple seconds later that the memory began playing.
A younger, maybe 17 year old Molly Prewett briskly walked down the snow covered path, Covered by a thick cloak which hid her appearance from any wandering eyes.
Her boots made indents in the snow but she paid it no attention as her eyes came upon the door which lead every customer into The Three Broomsticks.
She quickly opened the door and entered only to be bombarded with murmurs of conversation and a deep, settling feeling of warmth which was a stark difference from outside.
Molly immediately walked towards the bar where a much Younger Aberforth was cleaning glasses with a blindingly white rag and laughing with some of the Wizards positioned around the bar; she stalked forward and and as if by Magic, his head turned towards her and he furrowed his brows before giving a small nod of understanding.
"131." Was all he murmured before turning back to his customers and resuming his conversation.
Molly steeled her resolve and calmly strode towards the steps and walked up, mindful not to attract unwanted attention. In no time, she reached the top of the steps and turned towards the row of doors on the left side of the room and walked towards the door.
160
Her eyebrows furrowed as she read the number before he turned around and walked towards the right side of the room and her eyes coming to stop on the doors which were roomed in descending order from 150.
Breathing a sigh of relief, she walked down the differently labelled rooms until she came upon the door which was already booked for her.
131
At her sides, her hands clenched tightly but a couple seconds after she steeled her resolve and opened the door.
It was a warmly lit room and her eyes zeroed in on the only occupant of the room.
"Ah Molly, right on time."
She gritted her teeth but gave a barely there nod and entered the room, closing and locking the door behind her.
"Professor," She greeted softly, pulling the chair away from the bed and sitting down, looking at th man who was seated on the bed critically.
The man only gave her a disarming smile which didn't fool her one bit.
"I assume your journey here was unnoticed?" The man looked at her with narrowed eyes.
Taking a deep breath, she gathered courage and looked into the man's eyes. "Yes sir, no one was aware."
His eyes immediately warmed over and he gave her a small smile. "Good... Good. Shall we start or wo-"
"If that's possible sir, we're both busy people so there's no sense dilly-dallying." She immediately cut him off, she was not here to talk niceties after all.
The man raised a critical eyebrow at her before giving a stiff nod. "Very well." He stood up and pulled out his wand, putting Molly on guard instantly, but all he did was conjure a chair before his wand was holstered once more.
Sitting down on the comfortable chair facing Molly, he looked at her calmly before stapling her finger together in front of his face.
"Now, Before we begin, I assume that you're still interested in Arthur."
It wasn't a question.
She gave him a nod, her cheeks coloring slightly.
"Once we do this, there's no going back, so are you positive that you really want to bond yourself to him?" He looked at her cooly, gaze unwavering.
She breathe in and out deeply before replying. "Yes, very."
The man gave a quirk of the eyebrows then a stiff nod. "Good. Once you're bonded, only someone stronger than I am can unbond you as this is an Illegal bond. I am positive that you're aware that there's no one more Magically gifted such as I so that's one disadvantage of this bond that we shan't panic for."
Molly nodded and breathed in relief. "I am aware."
The man only stared at her unwaveringly then detached his fingers. "Good. Just to jog your memory, you are aware that this particular bond was used to enslave victims on a much more humanised level? This bond gives you the power in the relationship and the victim always adheres to your wishes but... There are two major disadvantages of this bond that I am aware of. The first, is that any children sired would have their Magic gradually weakened until you eventually sire a squib but luckily for you, you don't have to worry about that particular disadvantage as its more noticeable after the third second, as you are already aware, is that it can be broken by someone more powerful than the caster which we won't have to worry about any time soon."
Molly flinched but otherwise regained her bearings with a determined nod.
"Perfect. Now, you would just have to get Arthur into my office and I'll do the rest."
"I understand." She looked him in the eyes and refrained from grimacing. "Thank you."
The man gave her a grin and she inwardly sneered. "All's well that ends well, dear," Before she could react, he immediately whipped out his wand.
"Imperio."
Within seconds, her body went lax and the man stood up from the chair and banished it.
"Now, Molly dear, your unfounded wariness of me is rather rude so therefore, I command you to be more friendly and open with me, that is all."
With a wave of his and, he obliviated the memory of her being Imperio'd and cancelled the spell.
Molly blinked to get rid of the spots in her vision and cleared her throat, looking at the man who was looking at her in worry.
"Are you feeling well, Molly dear?"
Molly bit her lip and nodded. "Yes, Professor. I believe that it's just hunger... I haven eaten much before coming here."
The man gave her a smile. "Well, best to remedy that, I'll be off now."
She stood up and bowed at him and he gave her a smile then left the room after unlocking the door.
Molly sat back in her chair and her hands went towards her neck, pulling a necklace from within which was glowing a pale yellow color.
She snorted. "That old fool thinks he can Imperio me that easily then he has another thing coming," She pulled out her wand and tapped the locket and couldnt help but grunt as her memory was painfully returned.
"Well played, Dumbledore , but lucky for you, I'll just play along."
* Gasps were heard throughout the stands and anyone who spotted Arthur Weasley and his children would see how pale the man was while his children had varying looks of shock on their faces.
Albus Dumbledore was staring at Molly in shock while said woman rolled her eyes at him.
"I'm not as weak or stupid as you thought, Albus."
Sebastian only shook his head with a small sigh and Blaise's eyebrows were arched, disbelief on his face.
The entire Wizarding population over the Wireless were in various stages of shock as thy saw Dumbledore helping a student to Illegally bind another, while those who knew the Weasleys could only shake their heads in disgust. That explained why some of the Weasleys were so Magically incompetent.*
The screen flickered for a moment then played to another memory.
A much older Molly was seen sitting around the kitchen table her hands clenched tightly on the table.
The children were at school and Arthur was at work while little Ron was asleep upstairs.
"Is this karma? No matter how much I try... All boys... I just want a daughter, but... If I tried then she could be born a squib. The twins and Ron were lucky to be average at best."
Tears flowed down her cheeks and she clenched her teeth to keep from sobbing. She was positive that her past was catching up to her and while she knew that she should be afraid, it as unavoidable and a consequence of her actions.
Molly was many things but a coward she as not.
She got up off the chair and stared at the Wesley's grandfather clock and her eyes steeled over in determination.
She was already so far ahead, there was nothing that she could do to atone that, so instead of quitting while she was ahead, she might as well make sure that she was happy until the end.
"I want my daughter and I'm gonna get her some way or the other." Without another word, she turned around and walked to the living room where the fireplace was located.
She got some Floo powder off the mantle and threw it in fire, waiting for the color to change, she got down on her knees.
"Albus Dumbledore's office, Hogwarts."
The memory ended and static showed briefly before another scene came on.
"A-Are you positive?"
The woman's had was bowed, presumably in sympathy and see gave a brief nod of the head causing the Wizard on the bed to give a gut wrenching sob.
"No, it can't be! I felt her!"
He was shushed unsuccessfully and the man beside the bed dismissed the woman with a wave of his hands and turned back to his partner, intent of comforting him from the death of their daughter.
All that as seen before the door was closed was the white-blond hair of the man on the bed.
*Gasps were heard all around and one couple in particular were seated with their eyes wide open and hands clenched tight together.
"No... It can't be. She's alive?" Was the broken murmur from the man on the left with the white-blond hair.*
The woman walked down the hallway with her head down and shoes barely making a sound on the blindingly white floor.
She walked towards a nondescript door and entered, locking it behind her.
"Obliviate, Stupefy."
The woman slumped to the floor and you could hear the soft coos of a newborn baby.
Molly Weasley looked down at the child with a smile on her face and Albus Dumbledore looked at the scene with twinkle in his eyes.
"The child has already been replaced with a stillborn, Molly. Congratulations on your daughter."
Molly didn't react an instead stared at the infant, white-blond curls atop her head and eyes closed in sleep.
"My Ginny."
*Shouts of outrage were heard and one couple in particular were seen with angry and distraught looks on their faces, respectively.
Sebastian sighed and looked over at Draco whose face was as pale as snow and only Roger's grip on him looked to be steadying him; he then looked towards the crowd and his eyes zeroed on The Malfoys to see said man trembling with a distraught look on his face while an unfamiliar man stood next to him, anger evidence on his face and posture.
By the end of this, Sebastian was sure that both Molly and Dumbledore were going to be roasted over an open fire and he would make sure that he had front row seats.
"Oh Circe!" Blaise's eyes were wide open and Sebastian looked down at him. "Draco's sister is alive," He whispered softly in disbelief. "And its the Weaslette!"
"You know?"
Blaise snorted and rolled his eyes at him. "Do I know? Of course I do! I'm his best friend, of course I know." He chuckled when Sebastian gave him a shy smile before leaning in and kissing his lips softly.
"Of course, how could I have thought differently."
Blaise only giggled (manly) in reply.
A sob was heard as Draco broke down in Roger's Arms. "M-My baby sister... All this time." He sobbed into Roger's robe and gripped it tighter. "S-She was alive all this time. I-I bullied her...Im the worst older brother ever!" Sniffles were heard as Roger tried to comfort him.
"No you aren't! You didn't know!"
Draco looked up and could only stare in shock as Ginny Weasley stared at his blotchy face in determination.
"B-But." Ginny cut him off immediately. "But nothing, we both dislike each other and we were both kept in the dark so I'll say we're even. I guess it's true and siblings always fight with one another, whether they know about each other or not," She said with a grin on her face.
Draco gave a small twitch of the lips and wiped his face in Roger's robes.
"Thanks."
Ginny grinned at him widely. "No problem, Bro."
Roger would swear that Draco's face lit up at that.
"I'm gonna kill them both with my bare fucking hands!" The enraged voice of Lucius Malfoy yelled. "They took my Ana!" His words broke off into a sob and Regular immediately wrapped him in his arms.
"I promise that we'll get out revenge and daughter back, Love." He murmured, kissing Lucius on the head.
Dumbledore sneered at the looks he was sent. There was no use keeping up pretences anymore, his reputation was tarnished without any chance of redemption. Despite being aware that his actions were despicable, he didn't regret them one bit.
Everyone was a means to an end and even if Albus took advantage of that, he was sure that anyone in his position would do exactly the same.
He really didn't see what all the fuss was about.
Sebastian sighed. "Maybe I should take a seat on stage. It's getting pretty annoying to keep getting up." He massaged Blaise's shoulder all the while. "I know that you won't want to go, so you just stay here until everything's over."
"And why won't I want to go up there? Are you embarrassed of me?" Blaise glared at him when he rolled his eyes at him.
"You know damn well that I'm not. I just thought that you wouldn't want all that attention on you."
Blaise sighed at that. "Okay... I admit that I won't want all that attention but still, I can speak for myself."
"Baby." He tenderly caressed Blaise's cheek causing his eyes to flutter close. "... You're right. I apologize."
Blaise smiled.
He leaned forward and rubbed their noses together before pulling back.
"I'll see you afterwards." Standing up, he gave Blaise a smile which was returned with a nod before he turned around and walked towards the stage.
Lucius had pulled Regulus along with him and towards the section where all the students were gathered, being mindful of his belly which held their unborn child.
He couldn't believe that he had almost killed his own child three years ago. He couldn't help the groan which left his lips when he realised that he owed his daughter's life to Potter of all people.
He sneered at that then sighed. Thank Circe for Potter.
Otherwise...
He really didn't want to entertain that thought any longer so he focused on destination.
He was going to get his daughter even if it's the last thing he did and he would make sure that both Molly and Albus paid for taking his Anastasia.
Sebastian rolled his eyes at Dumbledore who seemed to be sneering at the general populace. Looks like he finally realised that he won't get any help from anyone.
He snorted.
Walking towards Molly Weasley's cage, he tisked. "Who knew. I've always thought of you as a Mother and to have all these despi-"
"Oh save it for someone who cares." She rolled her eyes at his raised eyebrows. "I'm not gonna waste any time pleading for mercy. I already had my cake and eat it too. There's no redemption waiting for me."
Sebastian could understand what she meant and despite himself, he couldn't help but be proud of her for owning her mistakes and not beg for undeserved mercy.
Without much thought, he pulled his back away from her and the screen up above went blank, gaining everyones attention.
He turned around to look at the angry faces of everyone in the stadium then cast a Sonorous on himself.
"Now, I understand that many of you are rightfully upset by the revelations today and I realise that there's no use showing the memories of Delores Umbridge as we are all certain that they contain the abuse suffered by Magical beings. Therefore, I will simply enter her mind and view the memories myself."
He sighed when within seconds, murmurs of outrage sprang up from the different Magical beings.
"Look!" He started, effectively silencing them for the time being. "I am not being Racist or anything, I just believe that you would not want everyone to witness the injustice being done to you. I believe that Umbridge should be tried by the Creature community so her memories should be viewed by said community. I can also view them if you prefer or I can broadcast them if you don't mind."
A couple minutes passed before any reply came.
Sebastian's eyebrows rose in surprise
Veela
The being who stood was definitely a Veela. He had long, brown hair which looked to be cascading down his back and prominent features which made him look so angelic.
Sebastian had to hide a snort as he saw a majority of Wizards and Witches openly gaping at the man who paid them no attention; he locked eyes with the man who inclined his head at him with a shake of his head before sitting back down.
Nodding in understanding, he returned his attention back to the majority of people.
"Very well! Now, I believe that the only person remaining now is Dumbledore and knowing that watching his memories now would leave us seated for years to come... "
Murmurs and snorts of agreement met his words and he snorted. "I will choose the worst three crimes committed, baring those we've already seen before and the rest of his memories will be viewed by me."
Frowns dawned the faces of most people along with yells of outrage.
"Don't be so hasty, I am not finished!" He waited for everyone to calm down before continuing. "After viewing them, the public will be made aware with some of the memories while the victims or relatives of victims will be notified privately about the disgusting memories involving them. These memories will not be made public unless the aforementioned people give their permission. Is that acceptable?"
There was a couple minutes of silence before he saw nods of agreement from the majority while others grimaced at his words.
Inwardly rolling his eyes, he glanced at Blaise briefly to see said boy already staring at him with a heated look in his eyes.
It took a couple seconds as Sebastian continued to stare at Blaise in surprise before he returned the look ten-fold causing the boy's eyes to widen in surprise before a barely noticeable shiver wracked his frame.
Sebastian smirked at that and winked when Blaise scowled at him in mock anger before a smile graced his face; he returned it before turning back to the crowd.
"Now that that's settled, shall we begin?"
Cheers met his words and he grinned at them then turned towards Dumbledore who was glaring at him.
Shrugging nonchalantly, he raised his hand and his magic flowed towards Dumbledore who tensed noticably only for his eyes to glaze over seconds later.
Sebastian turned his face towards the screen where it remained black for a couple seconds before three unnervingly large memories appeared at the forefront of the screen; he frowned at that but remained silent as the first memory started playing.
Albus looked at the Wizard and Witch in-front oh him with a stern look on his face.
"You cannot change our minds, Albus." The Wizard spoke up, eyes flashing in anger. "I will be moving with Lily to Potter Manor. Voldemort won't be able to find us there."
The Witch, Lily nodded her agreement, her hands resting on her bulging stomach. "Godric's Hollow is too risky and we're positive that Peter is a spy. He has been asking us nonstop to he point of overdoing it about where we are staying."
Dumbledore remained quiet for a couple seconds then sighed. "Very well, I'll… I'll respect your wishes."
The Wizard, James looked at him for a while longer then gave him a stiff nod. "Good. As much as we respect you, Albus, not to be so blunt, but we are adults and we do not need anyone to make decisions for us… That includes you."
His jaw clenched briefly then nodded. "I apologize if I had offended you."
Lily snorted at that then held her hand out for James to help her to her feet. "As lovely as this talk is, Albus, we need to b on our way to get the preparations in order to move in right way." James nodded and placed a hand at Lily's lower back and began massaging the spot.
"Very well." He responded, a disapproving look in his eyes.
They both ignored his stare and gave him brief nods then turning around and walking towards the door, caressing Fawkes' head along the way.
Neither of them expected to be hit with a stunner.
…
Their bodies stood frozen in the doorway, eyes wide in shock. The sound of a chair scraping drew their attention before scuttling feet came towards them.
Not being able to move, they struggled to break the stun.
"I apologize, Lily, James, but I simply cannot allow you to leave. I have already decided that both of you will be hiding in Godric's Hollow until further notice." Without any further words, he quickly yet efficiently cast 'Obliviate' and removed the stunner from both of them.
He waited a couple seconds for them to gain their bearings before speaking up. "I agree that it's a marvelous idea to hide at Godric's Hollow, James."
His words were met with confused stares before James gave him a slow. nod in understanding. "Perhaps the use of the Fidelius Charm will allow us an advantage as you've mentioned previously, Lily." He continued, peering at the over his half-moon spectacles.
Lily frowned at him for a while longer before giving him a brisk nod.
Dumbledore only smiled in return.
Silence reigned for a couple seconds before both Potters' turned around and left the office, leaving a smut Dumbledore behind.
"Luckily I enforced the Obliviate," He murmured softly, plucking one of the Lemon drops out of the bowl in front of him and tossing it in his mouth. "Circe knows Lily is too smart for her own good."
Sucking on the sour candy, he relaxed back in his chair.
"Albus: 1, Potters': 0"
The scene faded into static before another memory began playing.
"But Albus are you sure? I mean… we trust Peter but not as much as we trust Padfoot."
James and Lily were currently meeting Albus in his office once more before they went into hiding, but this time, they were on the topic of a Secret Keeper as Albus kept suggesting that they change their Secret Keeper to Peter Pettigrew.
They trusted Peter as far as they could throw him.
"I understand your concern-" Dumbledore started, a stern look on his face and his fingers clasped together on his desk. "-But I believe that Peter is the better option as no one would suspect him. A bigger target would be focused on Sirius, that's why I advise against his continued use."
James scowled at that. "Well we could also use Remus, no one would suspect him."
In reply, there was an unnoticeable tightening around Dumbledore's eyes but the man himself just gave him a mocking smile. "Ahh, but Voldemort has Fenrir Greyback on his side and as Remus' creator, he can order him to reveal your whereabouts."
No words were spoken for the longest of times before they looked at each other and gave twin sighs of defeat before turning back to Dumbledore who was looking at then with barely restrained annoyance in his eyes.
"Very well, Albus. Well contact Peter."
Dumbledore only smiled. "I'm happy that we're all on the same page."
Twin looks of frustration was his answer.
The image faded once more and another memory played just as quickly.
Dumbledore was seated in his office, his familiar Fawkes out on an important errand and the numerous portraits in his office all frozen in place.
Hovering above his desk were two medium sides spheres of which he was gazing intently. One of the spheres depicted the scene of two men fighting and Albus could help the smirk on his face as he looked into the other sphere which showed a man and a woman being tortured by a laughing couple as their child watched on, years streaming down his face and inaudible screams leaving his mouth.
He then turned his attention back to the other sphere and watched in fascination as a door was blown off its hinges to reveal a woman with her wand raised and a child standing up in his crib, looking curiously at the man in the doorway.
Albus watched on with barely contained glee as a wave of intense green light struck the woman in her chest, flinging her to the side.
The baby looked at his mother in confusion before his attention was diverted at the man walking closer.
Albus watched on as the man pointed his wand at the child who just looked at him in curiosity, he as on the edge of his seat as a wave of green light sped towards the child who cried out at the impact.
But then, the unexpected happened.
The light was reflected back at the man who had a surprised look on his face before his body turned to ash and his wand clattered to the floor.
The child was left with a scar upon his forehead which glowed a dark color as something rose and from the dead man's ashes and clung to it. Something larger rose from the ashes and sped out of the room.
Albus smiled in content and closed his eyes briefly.
"And so it begins."
The screen faded for a second and another memory played.
Sighing was heard as Albus Obliviated the last Muggle whom young Harry had spoken to. He'd had to Obliviate three Muggle Police, a Librarian, School Nurse and several neighbours, all of whom either witnessed the Dursleys' treatment of Harry or whom the boy had confessed to.
Albus would be damned if a couple of Muggles ruined his carefully laidout plans removing the boy before the Dursleys' could do any permanent damage.
He'd invested thousands of pounds already and would be damned if it all went down the drain because of some nosy Muggles.
All three Dursleys' were successfully conditioning the boy until he attended Hogwarts where Albus would mold him to his hearts content.
Until then, he needed to make sure that the boy stayed exactly where he was to receive his due until he was ready.
Young Longbottom was already being unknowingly broken by his Grandmother incase young Harry failed.
It never hurts to be prepared after all.
Without a second thought, he vanished soon after walking into an alley.
The memory faded into static.
The entirety of the Wizarding world watched on with horror filled gazes as dozens more memories were shown. They watched as Dumbeldore murdered and Obliviated numerous high profile people such as Abraxas Malfoy and Cornelius Fudge respectively. They watched as he kidnapped dozens of children and gave them to his followers, but most of all, they watched as he made everyone dance to his tune and influence numerous Wizenmagot members to pass laws which benefited him and his agenda.
All memories, both past and present were shown. There were Gasps of outrage as dumbell ore was shown manipulating a young Tom Riddle and influencing him towards the dark only to have it blow up in his face as Tom became to powerful to control as he was utterly consumed by Soul Magic by Dumbledore's doing.
All the while, Sebastian as looking on with raised eyebrows at the number of atrotricites which Dumbledore had committed.
Sebastian looked at said man to see his eyes already focused on him in evident anger and couldn't help but snort.
"I don't understand you, you're already on your last life and instead of helping others as much as you could, you chose to play God with people's lives, but then again, power can get to ones head and make them deluded into believing that they're above everyone else. Oh how the tables have turned. You were afraid of power getting to my head, but instead it had already consumed you."
He tutted in disappointment and Dumbledore began shouting at him.
Not like he could hear whatever it was.
He rolled his eyes at the man then diverted his attention to the middle of the Quidditch field where the students and Professors were seated to see some of them crying while others sat there with pale faces trying not to pass out from shock. His eyes zeroed in on Blaise who looked to be shaking, horror evident on his face.
He sighed and wiped a hand across his face.
What a mess.
…
After the initial viewing, everyone in the stands erupted in anger and Sebastian was forced to transport both Dumbledore and Molly somewhere safe before they were viciously attacked. Umbridge was given to the Creature community as soon as the last memories were shown.
The entire stadium was now filles with angry yelling as everyone had already gotten up from their seats. Sebastian had made sure to secure the Staff and Students by requesting for Hogwarts to place a barrier around them. He would be damned if Blaise got trampled under his watch.
At the moment, he was being approached by the Minister and a group of Aurors, all of whom had serious looks on their faces.
Sebastian was a bit shocked that the Minister could actually look serious, spineless fool that he is.
He had already prepared himself for possible confrontation so he just looked blankly at their incoming figures.
The upcoming trials were going to be a pain-in-the-ass due to the fact that they couldn't keep it on the downlow as Dumbledore was considered a Celebrity and the media backlash would be crippling.
He had to groan as he imagined the media coverage and the noise level during the trial. Molly was pretty much worth a lifd-sentence but Dumbledore's was much more complicated than that.
Sebastian would wager that he would most definitely be tested under Veritaserum and have his Magic stripped but he wasn't all that certain. Dumbledore's actions would be consiered high Treason so that was an automatic death sentence; he was 100 % certain that members of the Wizenmagot would be all for making him suffer until he eventually died and stripping someone's Magic would definitely do just that.
To be honest, he rather not involve himself in all he legal mumbo-jumbo but judging by the grim looks on those approaching, he knew that he might not be that lucky.
…
It took longer has expected for them to come to an agreement, but the good news was that he didn't have to testify as they had all watched the memories together. The bad news was that he had to be in attendance - of course - to watch over the proceedings in case Dumbledore tried anything.
Lucius Malfoy had already made it clear that he wouldnt tolerate nothing less than lifetime in Azkaban for the kidnapping of his daughter; he didn't much care about Dumbledore as the man was a dead man walking so that left his sights on the easier target, Molly.
They really didn't blame him.
In the end, it was decided that both Molly and Dumbledore were going to stripped of their Magic for their heinous crimes against the Wizarding community, that was more for Dumbledore as Molly was worth lifetime in Azkaban, but adding the illegal boning to he mix would most definitely garner her Magic being stripped.
Arthur Weasley was scheduled to have the bond removed before Molly and Dumbledore were to stand trial as he could also lose his Magic in the process some they were all connected.
After the meeting, he had left to find Blaise who was speaking to Draco and his sister.
"It's still so hard to believe…" At the confused looks, he continued softly. "That you're a Malfoy."
Laughter met his words as they welcomed the distraction from the oppressive feeling surrounding everyone in the way of the viewings.
'Ginny' just smirked at him. "I guess that means that I don't have a chance with you now since Draco and Mal-Mother would murder you. "
He snorted in response and wrapped an arm around Blaise who tightened his grip on him. "But then again, Blaise would get to me first if I ever entertained that thought."
Said boy only glared at him in response.
Sebastian smiled and moved his hand down to Blaise's hips. "So…" His fingers began massaging Blaise's hips. "What's your real name?"
This time, Draco spoke up. "Anastasia Aurora Malfoy-Black."
Sebastian's eyes widened at that and he made a choking noise, gaining their attention. "Luckily we never tried anything, not a huge fan of indirect incest." Was his explanation.
He received an elbow to the ribs for his troubles but he didn't much mind after witnessing the looks of disgust and horror on both Draco and Ana's faces.
"I'm just saying," He muttered softly, turning Blaise's face to plant a soft kiss upon his pouting lips.
"Well, it was nice catching up but we. Need to find our parents along with aunt Narcissa and Uncle Daniel," Draco stated before grabbing Ana's hand and dragged her away before Sebastian could question them.
"If Narcissa's their aunt then who is their Mother and who is Daniel?" Blaise gave him a glare but answered nonetheless, he was till a bit miffed at Sebastian's casual indifference at Ana's crush on him. "Lucius is their bearer and Daniel is Narcissa's husband."
Within seconds he erupted in laughter. "Lucius is their…" He couldn't help but snort. "Mother?!"
Blaise just looked at him with filed arms and an unimpressed look on his face e.
"Is there something wrong with being their Mother?" He asked seriously, effectively putting a stop to Sebastian's laughter. "I'm a Bearer, is there something wrong with that?"
Sebastian's eyes widened and his eyes strayed to Blaise's stomach.
"B-B-But… W-We…"
Blaises eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. "Spit it out."
Sebastian stared at him for a couple seconds before composing himself an aging a hand through his hair. "Fuck! Baby, I've never used any contraceptives so you're probably pregnant right now."
Everyone knew that after Sex you have thirty minutes at the most to get rid of any fertilised eggs if contraceptives were forgotten as Wizards and Witches couldn't have abortions. It pretty much lead to death as some people had figured out after trying it. Abortions were Illegal after all. Unless the body ejected the embryo, then you had to carry it full-term.
Blaise's eyes widened and panic overcame his features. "Shit! Seb we can't have a bastard child! My parents won't allow it and neither would I," He stated, staring at Sebastian pointedly.
Said boy only raised his hands in surrender. "Me neither. We still have ten months to figure it out, so let's not panic."
Blaise only narrowed his eyes at him. "Hmph. I need to eat something and lie down, I've had too much excitement for one day."
Sebastian quickly nodded.
"Yeah."
…
Despite wanting to keep the trial open to a select few, they were forced to broadcast it over the Wireless in fear of a revolt after they were threatened with the use of excessive force by the Magical populace.
Sebastian and Blaise were seated in the front row. The latter had watched in fascination as both Molly and Dumbledore were strippe of their Magic and couldn't help but wince.
Sebastian didn't feel sorry for them, but seeing how lifeless they looked afterwards creeped him out. If the crushing of his hand by Blaise was any indication, then the boy obviously felt the same.
Surprising, the Dursleys were tried for Child abuse, Neglect and Endangerment and were given lifetime sentences in Muggle prison while Durley was carted off to St. Brutus'.
It had taken two weeks to lead up to the current trial as he had had to destroy the bond on Arthur before the trial. He was informed that he was the only person qualified for the task as he was obviously more powerful than Dumbledore if his previous displays were anything to go by.
Arthur was still in recovery as the trial took place.
Another surprise was that there were no signs of Voldemort. He couldn't help but believe that there never will be again.
He was obviously not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
He was a bit shocked after learning that Snape and Sirius had a daughter together but what blew his mind was seeing Snape without his glamour. That immediately cleared his confusion on why their daughter was so cute.
Snape look pretty hot if he did say so himself but he didn't actually that. He liked his dick just where it was thank you very much.
Refocusing his attention on the proceedings, he came to just in time to witness Dumbledore being given the Dementor's kiss and he couldn't help but shudder. Now that was something he'd never want to experience. Dumbledore's soul was now forever being tormented inside the creature's stomach, unable to move on.
He unconsciously pulled Blaise closer after feeling him shiver. "It's okay, Baby." He soothed, rubbing Blaise's hips in comfort. "You're safe."
Blaise just moved closer to him in thanks.
The weeks that followed after realising that Blaise was pregnant and that they would be teenage parents were as calm as they'd hoped. Thankfully, Blaise wouldn't show for three more months so they'd both unanimously agreed not to inform his parents until then.
Speaking of parents, Sebastian had not encountered the man who claimed to be his father again, but he didn't much care. You can't miss what you never had afterall.
He had everything that he could ever need or want right next to him and that was enough.
"They've decided to toss Molly in Azkaban until she eventually succembed to the loss of her Magic as her body is already shutting down as we speak." Blaise spoke up, jarring him from his thoughts.
Sebastian merely hummed; He didn't really care about the woman's verdict as much as he cared about Dumbledore's.
He remembered hearing about Umbridge being tortured until she died and even now, her head was hanging outside the Creature community's version of a Ministry building.
Sebastian had a couple chuckles over that.
What made it even sweeter was that the Ministry couldn't retaliate as Umbridge had broken the law countless times by murdering and imprisoning innocent beings just because they weren't human.
He refocused on the trial just in time to see Dumbledore's soulless husk being carted off and Molly's shaking form being imprisoned in cuffs.
All for show of course, the woman couldn't hurt a fly.
The Magic drained was kept in separate orbs and Sebastian had heard whispers of a spell being developed to help Squibs who were desparatre to become full-fledged Wizards/Witches. He had snorted at the thought but then again, Magic was unpredictable.
It would probably take a century or more for a spell like that to be developed.
"It's over," Blaise murmured, tightening his grip on his hand before standing up, a frown on his face.
Sebastian looked at him in concern and stood up. "You okay?" He asked, observing the way Blaise's hand was clenched over his covered stomach, obvious discomfort on his face.
Blaise gave a slow shake of his head and closed his eyes for a couple seconds. "I just feel uncomfortable since you hadn't supplied your Magic yet."
Oh.
He had forgotten about that as a developing embryo needed both parents' Magic. Otherwise, they would more than likely be born is Squib; he gave him a stiff nod and pulled him closer to his body, wrapping a protective arm around him.
No Squibs had ever been born into either of their families and he wasn't about to let it happen now.
…
Walking out of the courtroom alongside the Malfoy family which included Draco's fiancé Roger on his right side with sminks on their faces and the Weasley family on his left side, not including Arthur with tears streaming down their faces, Sebastian somehow managed to hold in the snort which threatened to come out.
Thanks to Ana both families had to be civil to one another thus ending the centuries old feud between them.
Sebastian gave them a brief nod which was returned before portkeying away with Blaise in his arms.
This chapter in his life was finally closed, all they had to worry about was telling Blaise's his parents about their upcoming Parenthood and planning their wedding.
But looking into Blaise's eyes as their Magic combined to sustain their unborn child, he couldn't help but think that he didn't mind doing it all over again if this was the outcome.
"I Love you."
Blaise's eyes lit up at that and a small smile spread across his lips.
"I Love you too."
And that right there, was more than enough for him.
A/n: Wooo! Finally finished! Please review :-) I hope you guys are satisfied with this chapter :)