DISCLAIMER: HP belongs to JKR. The story line and all new characters, new character development, new developments are my intellectual property.

A/N Lucius is figuring out that coming home is not always a good idea. If anyone thinks of a good name for the ex-dementor let me know. I will consider it. Do keep in mind Hermione is naming it. She assumes it is a he, it might and might not be. Poor Lucius he gets hit from all sides. Thanks to my lovely beta Ncf. She helps me look over the work. Nobody helps catching up the errors during cut and paste.

Thanks to all the reviewers, I have not answered all of them, but will in the next day or so.

Holiday Headaches

Lucius had it, a second later, he lifted the ring leader by his trouser's belt as if Draco were a suitcase.

Remus rescued the girls before they got hurt, picked each in one arm; Hermione and Pansy held on Remus' neck. Hermione's eyes opened like saucers, but said nothing. She knew at once that it was Uncle Remy, not Mr. Pierre.

Draco kicked and hissed, and to top it, bit his daddy's leg, not badly because the robe and trousers. Lucius was just about ready to give him his first spanking when he thought better. So, without missing a step, he pulled his wand and casted a harness, put it on Draco, and proceeded to sit Draco near him. There, he should have done it earlier.

Not surprisingly, the wizards applauded the appurtenance; they all inquired where he had seen it, and were ready to buy or cast one for their children. Lucius offered to send harnesses to their homes, and the witches, without exception, were extremely angry.

Each father had a harrowing experience with their child and were all in favor. Hence, the wizards sat to discuss charms to hide them from the public eye while Narcissa's eyes fired arrows, but he ignored her.

The children all started behaving, not liking the idea one bit. They all could see one around them, and were mad at Draco, blaming him for the entire debacle.

"We'll be tied like dogs because of Dwaco," Pansy accused him, and they all agreed. She nodded, as she held on to Remus. Not only holding, but she also smooched him loudly, touched his cheek and burrowed unto his shoulder. Hermione pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes.

"No kissing and holding on to M..." Hermione nearly said Remy, but she understood that it was a secret. Besides, she somehow sensed that Pansy was something to Remus. Nevertheless, she identified Pansy as a rival for her wizards' affections, but also as a friend.

Pansy liked the stranger a lot, her father had never been affectionate, and she liked how Remus held her, so she kissed him and kept touching his cheek. Remus and Moony liked it very much. He would later talk to Narcissa.

As for Lucius, he couldn't wait to go back to Loire. He just sat to watch the young Veela; Draco was sweaty and angry; hence, Lucius decided to pat his head, poor lad, a hard time for his little wizard; and after a while, Draco finally fell asleep on top of Negus. Lucius was finally relaxing but not for long.

The next subject of conversation made Remus take the children away.

Lucius was grateful to see Remus pulling the children out the room. The Loire, why did he come back? He noticed how Remus held Pansy, his quick mind made a connection. Aha, he would ask his wife.

"So Lucius did you hear the news while you were away, about the Angel of Azkaban? My cousin is there, and he is changed, amazing. One must wonder if this is all true. His parents have a solicitor appealing his case. He has convinced the entire family that he saw the Angel. I don't know what to think." Pucey's brother in law asked.

The grey owl snickered softly. Mr. Grey, was his new name. She had told him that his name was Mr. Grey, for now, fair enough. He used to have a name, not sure what it was? Yes, the angel was real, full of special warmth and power, in the room near them. There were other angels with her.

He saw the wizard's ties to the dark being, and Mr. Grey knew what they didn't know, that the dark was cold.

He wished to cut all those threads, so he got closer to one and checked the place connecting the threads and found the Dark Mark. It was full of cold, dark energy tied to the being that waited thru the closed portal. He stepped back.

For now, Mr. Grey would stay far way from it. The dark was addicting, and it had trapped him before. It had turned him into the hungry dementor, doing the will of a powerful being that stashed the stolen souls. He went to stand on his angel, the chill was bad.

Lucius was grateful to see Remus pulling the children out the room. The Loire, why did he come back? Ah, Lucius thought when he noticed how Remus held Pansy, tenderly? His quick mind made a connection. Aha, he would ask his wife.

"Yes I did," Lucius saw a way to do some propaganda. "One must wonder, if there are Angels, what else is out there. And if so what does it mean? Why did they appear in Azkaban where so many of ours are in, what is the reason?"

Alois Goyle had an answer, "It might mean that it is a message, a wake up call. I heard some of our ehem, our group, have reneged their affiliations. It troubles me, it does." He was afraid, that was for sure. He was old and the idea that the afterlife might hold nasty surprises was troublesome.

Lucius looked around with a keen eye, he noticed at least four heads agreeing with Goyle, make it several of them; one was Yaxley's, who kept nodding his head. Maybe Mimi was an Angel, but for a wrinkle or two her Angel stint was a good thing.

"The MoM is under attack. It seems Azkaban is going to change, high time. We should be pushing for appeals for our families. Your wife's sister is there." Another one said.

Lucius hadn't seen that one coming. Narcissa had, "Bella's case is worse than others, we have looked into it. However, there is too much evidence against her. We wished it was otherwise." She sighed looking at Lucius.

His witch was the best. To think of Bella free and coming to them, was a nightmare, not now, she was a rabid dog. She would endanger his family. He still disliked her as much or worse that when he first met her.

"Sorry, I heard the young Lestrange died. He was a good lad. Have you heard from Rodolphus? We heard that he escaped." Francois asked. "If you hear from him make sure he knows that we will help him."

More questions but soon the conversation changed; not necessarily to Lucius' liking.

Young Blaise decided that he really liked Mimi, and that Draco didn't own her. He was astute. Thus, he promptly went and asked his mother to talk to Mimi's parents, who apparently were at another party. He wanted a marriage contract, he had heard about them, and he liked the idea. His mother came to sit by Lucius.

"Darling, maybe you can help us. How well do you know Mimi's family? I can see her magic core and can tell that she will be one powerful witch. Besides, she is so very lovely."

Lucius was getting upset, what a mess. Poor Draco, he couldn't mark Mimi for a while, until the Veela was ready and/or had a chance. Blaise's mom was still talking.

"Lucius, dear, it is never too early to find a good wife for our sons. She is perfect, and so you know, Blaise's father, was like him. He fell in love with me when he was three; it was terribly sad that we were only married a year before he died."

She dried a tear and turned to smile at her new husband, husband number three, yes, one husband every other year. Though it was common knowledge, she'd never stopped loving Blaise's dad.

Next was Irina, Greg's mother, they were taken with Mimi, and they all had the same idea, the Pucey, Knott, Flint, and others, they all saw her magic.

By the end all the mothers and fathers wanted a contract with the young witch. Vince was the exception, he told his Pa that he just wanted to be her friend, and he knew Draco. Draco wasn't going to share.

Poor Draco Lucius thought. He had rough years ahead of him. Mimi was strong and willful...hmm, maybe a bite could go a long way, and he smiled at his worthwhile idea. He would give Draco some pointers.

He felt Narcissa's eyes on him, the bad witch could read him, so he avoided her eyes. He knew how she felt about being forced, not that he cared, he was a Malfoy after all.

Later before everyone left, the Malfoy and Remus agreed that they needed to go to the Loire or farther.

Yaxley patted Hermione's hair when he was saying his goodbyes. "Such pretty hair, so different. Darling do you have cousins, or maybe an aunt?" He said as he played with her curls with expertise. Remus duly noticed, and nearly growled well knowing that Yaxley had been with Elly.

Hermione liked the handsome young wizard and was about to answer when she heard a slight cough, twice, a signal.

Hermione looked at uncle daddy Lucius giving her the signal for, 'don't say much,' which was part of their training. A little voice whispered to her what to say. It was the voice of her secret friend; today he was a tiny grey owl that only she could see.

"Not here, they are at home." she repeated and went after Draco.

Lucius asked, "Do you know her family? They are from the continent." He said causally.

"No, I guess not, the hair is peculiar, or maybe not. I wished to meet her family, you know, being single. Maybe there are single witches; they would surely be beautiful." Yaxley shrugged his shoulders.

It had been a close call, Lucius could see Yaxley was on the prowl. He wasn't convinced. Something was telling Lucius that it was time to leave.

Remus was certain that Yaxley loved his Elly. No that he blamed him, but Elly was his. Remus also knew that he had not fooled Yaxley, the children's hair had been an oversight. He should have changed them.

Apparently Frankie had heard his voice. He was later asking for Yaxley, he missed him, and Elly wouldn't stop worrying. The Rosiers were ever present, they would try to take her children away. She had talked to Wallburga, and knew that the Magical laws would favor the Pureblood grandparents with at least partial custody rights.

They all worried, Frankie's magic was great, and Evie could already see the doors as well. Such magical children at Voldemort's side would make him too powerful.

Dec 31

Gellert was already making plans, late the night before, he had dreams and hoped them to be true. He ate a little of the delicious food the children brought him and wished he could see them soon.

He was so deep in thought that he barely had time to conceal the food. Albus was coming in.

"I know what games you are playing," Albus looked bad. "It is all your fault. Remember that you are my prisoner, I could kill you."

Gellert smirked, "Do it, or try, I beg you. Though, I think not. Why cannot you forget about me? You need to be honest, it is not about my darkness, no. Know that you are behind the murders of all my family, and the Greyback massacre, heaven help you. I will show you something."

Albus nearly screamed when he saw Grindenwald standing front of him. It took him a few seconds to realize it was only a projection.

"How?" Albus asked.

"I stay here because I chose to do so. I am atoning for my sins. But know this, if my suspicions are right, I will tell you whose family you massacred. I also wanted to ask you why are you still obsessed with me. I told you, there was a time when I used my body as a weapon. A time when I loved you as my best friend, maybe even physically; but the later stopped, long ago." Gellert told him.

"I think you are bluffing, the projection was a trick. You are delusional, whatever happened, it is all forgotten. You cannot hurt me. You need to remember that I can kill you whenever I please. So you know, I don't kill families. However, the world is a better place without your kind. As for the Greybacks, they were evil werewolves."

Gellert screamed, he sounded like a wounded animal, "Leave before I compromise my soul further. I am not the one who murdered his own kin, you righteous self serving arse."

Albus jumped thru the portal. Gellert wished Albus dead. Now he was almost certain Albus was behind the murders.

The Granger and L'Orc families decided to hold a quiet New Year's celebration at the Granger's home. Once they read Gellert's letter explaining that Evie bore a strong resemblance to his wife's mother, but with curly hair, and how Maddy was her but for the hair.

He also told them how valuable was to keep them apart of the Magical world, they were all a little leery of the outside world.

Lucius and Narcissa had gone out to a friend's ball, and Draco had stayed with the Grangers. Severus had gone to France along with Kelly, where everyone would join them.

There was, however, a celebration atmosphere, earlier in the day, during breakfast, Remus and Eleanor had announced their baby. But they said nothing about their marriage. The night before, Remus had asked her parents for her hand in marriage, explaining to them that he wasn't rich.

They smiled benevolently, and Elly had disclosed that she probably had as much money as her brother Grant.

She explained to Remus that after she got pregnant with Evie, Rosier had set a large vault for her; the times were uncertain, and he had wanted her to be secure. A couple years before, she also had received a substantial trust share, from the paternal grandparent's inheritance.

Remus was ashamedand told her that her money was hers. Albeit he was graceful, he said that he would work and contribute as much as humanly possible.

He was over the moon; his life had changed so much in less than a year. He loved his little cubs, and his mate and wife. Tonight they would all know he had already married her, but would do the common ceremony. Or he thought he would do that, because Moony had already told her parents in great confidence.

Lucius had talked to him about a new idea he had, and perhaps they could work it together. Things were looking up. They were quickly expanding into merging technology. He like the satellites and other ideas. They all had a bright future.

After a large dinner to celebrate the new year, they allowed the children to stay up, and all went outside to do a few fireworks for the children.

Elly saw Evie going towards the woods and called her. Evie seemed to be chasing after something and kept going, Elly went after her. Remus had noticed they were gone and went out looking for them.

They only stayed out for less than one half hour, and Dr. Granger called everyone inside, it was time to go in.

Remus came from the woods direction, running, and in poor shape. He was hurt, his clothes torn, and he appeared to be bleeding from several places.

Everyone froze; Frankie started crying for his mother, he was tired and scared at seeing Remus.

"Help, werewolves were here, they have taken Elly and Evie, there were too many, please come with me. I am pretty sure it was Greyback, Fenrir."

Marguerite fainted at hearing the name. Grant was the voice of reason, "We need to be calm, how could you tell, and everyone needs to settled. Someone should call Moody and Lucius, right now. We cannot lose any time."

Jeanie was frantic, "The children, where did Mimi, Draco, and Harry go?" I saw them just a few minutes ago."

The stakes had been upped. Marguerite wanted to talk to her father, desperately, as soon as she opened her eyes.

The guardian had just found out that he was afraid of the forest. He wasn't sure why but there was either a memory or something stopping him, and his Angel was in trouble. Mr. Grey needed to hide with one going to find her. IT looked around, yes that one. They needed to hurry up. He climbed in a pocket...