DISCLAIMER: HP belongs to JKR. The storyline, all new characters, new character development, new developments are my intellectual property. Glorioux

A/n a short chapter to tie loose ends.

This is the T version of this chapter. There might be an M version of this chapter under Malfoys and their Mates- Original.

Lucius

Lucius' Beast and the Children's Robber

His beast was tense; it was the idea of Dumbledore getting too near his family which had him on the edge.

Narcissa came after fifteen minutes or so, "Lucius, darling, I wa—"

Lucius closed the door. He warded it before she even finished her sentence, and his lips were on hers. He needed to feel her. His nails were long, his eyes had changed, he wanted to be with her.

His features changed, he was a beautiful creature on this form. As usual, she wondered if he could be a Veela, he looked like an angel. Although, Narcissa wasn't afraid of the creature, but the surprise made her jumpy.

Lucius wasn't talking, he lifted her in his arms while kissing her; she could hear the rumbling in his throat.

He wanted a taste of her blood as it always calmed him. Narcissa wasn't willing, no marks, "Lucius, darling not now, please," she requested softly.

A growl was his answer; the creature was nearly controlling him, "Clothes," his voice nearly unintelligible, her scent was making him lose control. She wasn't fast enough, and he cut through her clothes with his razor sharp nails. He was releasing pheromones sensing his partner's reluctance.

While his hands were caressing her, somehow gentler, she was surprised when he cried in pain as the wings broke through his skin; this had seldom happened. His face was harder looking, now totally transformed, it was not quite human; his unearthly beauty made her hunger for him.

The wings had gone as they had come, Lucius bit her, it only hurt for seconds quickly replaced with waves of pleasure. After drinking, he looked at her face, he looked like a beautiful demon, his lips bloody, and his eyes not quite human, yet full of love for his mate, not wanting to hurt her with the still remaining long nails, "Help me." He asked.

She extended her hand, and when she touched him, he hissed at the pleasure. His beast wasn't patient, and he needed to be in control, to feel her and to be one with her.

"Your fragrance drove me mad all morning. My love, I need you so much. You are all I have ever wanted," he cried.

Neither had noticed how the new mark was glowing while they made love. All the ones who had the new mark had a sense of well-being along with them.

Not five minutes had passed when someone was knocking at the door, rather anxiously.

It was Grant, "I am sorry if I am waking you up, but please come by the Floo as soon as you can, bring your wand."

Lucius was alert at once, they both thought the same, "Dumbledore."

Damn he was careless, he looked for his wand, "Let's wash in a minute, fast." They were cleaned and out the room in five minutes.

They ran with Negus next to them.

They didn't find Albus, but saw Draco and Harry playing with long strand of Hermione had a piece of dark silk, and Frankie had more hair. They had their harnesses on but were not in their leashes.

They listened to the children's story; "A pretend bad Santa was trying to come down the chimney, but I said, "dears, today it isn't time for Santa, it must be a bad Santa." Mimi informed them.

Draco wasn't too sure about who was Santa but he wasn't concerned. He was full of himself.

Harry offered and Frankie agreed, "Maybe it was a children's robber. Just like in the telly."

"We were sitting with them, and they ran to the Floo upon hearing a sound." Marguerite told them.

Grant took over, "The person coming in didn't materialize quite well, I saw part of it; the white mane of hair was screaming about getting injured and something like this is not possible." He had to stop to laugh.

"He was stuck, half body inside the fireplace. They were just starting to cut paper and decided to take care of the "Thief", or as Harry said the "Children's Robber." His face was not out the fireplace, he was truly stuck. they cut what I guess is a couple pieces of his long beard or his hair, and a piece of his robe."

Grant was laughing so hard that Jeanie took over.

"Mimi and Frankie were doing this with their hand like pushing him up." She showed them, the hands up on the air pushing.

"The terrier pack took some of his trousers, and Brutus a part of his bum, I think, and just like that he was gone. He never saw where he was at, and the next instance Remus changed the Floo coordinates."

Sirius talked fast and excitedly. Yes indeed, it had been a show, very fast and nobody had the chance to react. I happened in less than fifteen seconds.

Lestrange brothers and Remus were laughing non-stop.

"It must have been him; maybe he had more of you know what." Lucius said meaning his blood, but if he hadn't been able to quite make it, maybe he didn't have enough. Bless Minerva. He needed to think of a nice gift for her.

"Blood, if Brutus bit him..." Lucius started and Sirius smiled.

"You mean this?" He winked his eye. He had a sealed glass with a red fluid. "I used a gathering spell to pick up the spilled blood, our boy did a good job. He should get a fat steak to clean the nasty taste. It was for a good cause, now we can make wards against future invasions. You couldn't pass it, I learned from him."

He patted Brutus. Everyone laughed. Hermione ran to her daddy.

"Daddy, we are good, we took care of the bad Santa, I stuck him there, made the place smaller like in the cartoons. He had the white hairs of the bad munster in Harry. Maybe it was a munster."

"Maybe he was, and you took care of him. You did well."

What Draco and Hermione had seen that day was a representation of Dumbledore. Hermione's assessment of the situation was 100% right. Harry, Draco and Frankie were playing with the hair, wearing it as a moustache. Lucius was very proud of the children.

Narcissa took a handkerchief, took the hair away from the children and gave it to Lucius, "Two can play that game, it might come in handy."

"Good bootie." Lucius grinned.

"Give it back, we got it." Draco crossed his arms.

"How about ice cream?"

Hair versus ice cream, it was a deal.

It was time to go, they were leaving this evening. The Lestrange would stay here part of the time, and would join them later in the year as planned.

Narcissa was happy that the young woman was gone. But knew this was the time correct the jealousy. She was talking to Remus as soon as she had a chance.

Albus was back at Hogwarts. He surveyed the damages. He broke a hand, had a big gash on his face and a piece of his bum was gone. He had felt house elves, small hands pushing. How had they known? Since when were elves that powerful? It was so odd, he could have sworn that he had heard his sister's voice when she was a child.

He had to go to Poppy and made up story about being attacked by a pack of wild dogs. Poppy had heard of his coming to see Lucius, so she had wondered what had happened and had to hide a smile.

When she was stitching him up, she gathered the blood with a spell, others would need to make wards to protect themselves from him. It was only fair.

Later when Albus checked the blood sample left, the one he had picked up later because he didn't have enough; it was the one of wizard killed in 1965. He wondered how it could have happened? Maybe a day when he was in a hurry, yes, that could be it.

Maybe, just maybe he should get Dursley out his village. That was a thought, he might have things from Harry. Ah, he needed to go and retrieve Harry's parents clothes.

With this in mind he was on his way to check on Severus when the ghostly apparition materialized in front oh him. "Albus, I know you have recognized me. What did you find in the grave? A squirrel? Stop, don't add to your long list of sins, stop before it is too late." (b-64)

"Let me be, you are not here, someone is trying to drive me crazy. " he apparated away. He wasn't so sure it was his imagination, but all he did was for the greater good. He hadn't committed any sins.