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Minha Raposa: My Fox

Chapter~Eleven: Anger and Grief

Tyki jerked slightly as he woke up and looked around in confusion before hearing his cell phone ringing. Grumbling under his breath, Tyki picked up his phone and saw that the manager of his american club was calling. Inwardly groaning, Tyki checked to see if Enya had awoken only to find her still asleep. Upon finding her still asleep, Tyki got out of bed and walked over to the windows before opening them as the predawn breeze slipped into the room. Answering his phone as it rang again, Tyki demanded, "What is it Bruce? You know it's just before dawn over here not to mention that I specifically said not to call unless it was an emergency."

"Boss, we got a problem," The New York native got straight to the point.

Tyki immediatly frowned, "What do you mean?"

"A group of teens got into the bar somehow," The man began, "We're thinking they were witches and wizards cause of how they got in,"

"But that wouldn't cause you to call me," Tyki pointed out feeling more than a little irritated with Bruce right now.

while it wasn't often, teenage witches and wizards sometimes managed to get into his clubs. Tyki didn't mind it so long as his staff kept them from getting too drunk as his people usually had detectors set up that would inform them if the someone was underage. The fact that Bruce was calling him over something as small as that irritated the hell out of him. He'd been having a good dream too. Bruce's voice turned a little hoarse, "Boss, no one knows how it happened, but a fight broke out and a majority of the kids died."

Tyki froze for a few moments before telling the man, "I'll be there in thirty minutes."

"Right, Boss," Bruce hung up after that.

Tyki ran a hand through his hair before looking at Enya. She looked so peaceful in her sleep and Tyki didn't want to wake her. The kiss he'd given her last night flashed through his mind. It had been an impulsive gesture brought on by both Joyd and himself. It wasn't their fault that Enya was making it hard to go slow especially when she was squirming like that. Tyki hoped she would be pissed at him for kissing her though he did wonder why she hadn't said anything last night. Shaking his head, Tyki took a page of paper from her desk that didn't have writing on it and wrote Enya a note. Setting it on her pillow, Tyki took a chance and kissed her again. Pulling away, Tyki murmured, "I'll be back soon, Enya. Sweet dreams."

Tyki walked towards his room and phased through the wall while hoping he could get this cleared up as soon as possible. If need be, he'd ask the Earl for some help.

Violin music flowed through the brightly light room as warm sunlight filtered in through the windows. Rather than follow the cheery atmosphere, the tune was rather melancholic and far more suited for rainy weather. As the music came to an end, a voice started Enya and made her flinch slightly, "Why are you playing so sadly, Ena?"

"Why do they fight so much?" She replied while placing her violin down and turning to the speaker, "Joyd, I hate seeing them cause so much pain to one another. Violence only leads to negative emotions which in turn causes more violence,"

"I know," Joyd sighed and walked over to her, "It is in their nature, my phoenix," He took her in his arms and held her close, "Just as it is in the nature of our clan to watch over them and help those that truly need it,"

Enya laid her forehead on his chest, "I know, but it doesn't change the fact that I'm tired of it. I hate feeling their negative emotions. Sometimes, I feel like something inside of me is going to break if it doesn't stop."

Joyd let out a low growl and muttered, "I could-"

"No, Joyd," Enya denied his request and offered him a weak smile as she looked up at him, "I'll be fine so long as I have our clan,"

Joyd let out a low rumbling chuckle, "Your too kind and gentle hearted, my phoenix," He leaned down and his warm breath ran across her lips, "It's why I fell for you."

His lips were pressed against hers and Enya closed her eyes..

Enya's eyes opened and a low sigh left her as she raised a hand to her lips which tingled. She could still taste him on her lips. It was then that she noticed that Tyki wasn't in bed with her. Looking around, she spotted a note sitting on the pillow next to her. Lifting it up, she read it:

Minha Raposa*

I was called by one of my clubs and told that there was a problem that I had to address immediatly. I didn't wish to wake you, so I left this note to inform you of where I've gone and why I'm not there. It is one of the unfortunate things that I must deal with though I promise that I will be back by dinner by the latest. I suggest that you spend time with your brothers or perhaps some of the others. I'm sure Tryde or Lulu Bell would love to speak with you at some point. I apologize for not being there when you wake up.

Love you always,

Tyki.

Enya smiled softly and placed the note down before getting ready for the day. Now that she thought about it, she probably should tour the rest of the manor not to mention see what they got from her relatives house. With that in mind, Enya took a quick shower before heading down for breakfast.

Tyki ran a hand through his hair as he looked over the damage that the fight had caused. Bruce walked up beside him carrying a coffee cup that he handed Tyki. Tyki looked at the manager of this branch of his clubs. The man was one of the rare few dhampir's that had managed to make it to adulthood. Bruce looked about 28, but Tyki couldn't be sure about the man's age as the brown eyed dhampir hadn't said anything about it. The man's brown hair was out of it's normal tight braids and Tyki could see that Bruce was tired. Tyki sipped the coffee and asked the slightly shorter man, "Any leads on what exactly happened?"

"We managed to figure out one of the teens, a rich kid at that, bought an aging potion that allowed them all to get through the door along with a few fake, yet very convincing ID's," Bruce informed him earning a soft snort from Tyki.

"So a rich kid obviously wanted to impress his friends and probably pop a few cherries," Tyki commented earning a nod from Bruce.

The dhampir gestured to the ruined back wall, "One of the regular were patrons, we believe it was Thomas the weretiger, heard them saying something he didn't take kindly to."

"Thomas is rather hot headed and bold when he gets drunk," Tyki could see the weretiger getting pissed off and confronting the idiotic teens, "Let me guess, one of the kids threw the first punch?"

"Yup. We managed to catch that first bit on camera," Bruce then gestured to the completely destroyed tables and partially destroyed dance-floor, "After that, the brawl started and only ended when someone realized that a few of the participants were dead teenagers. Most scattered save for two teenage witches and one teenage wizard," Bruce shook his head, "We called the police and the aurors. The kids are in the magical hospital at the moment,"

Tyki nodded before commenting, "This is going to take a lot of money to fix not to mention deal with the bad publicity caused by those idiotic kids."

"But we'll weather the storm like always," Bruce said in a cheerful tone making Tyki chuckle before inwardly groaning as the man continued on to say, "Let's head into the office and start on the paperwork,"

"Right," Tyki inwardly lamented at having to do it.

He'd much rather be spending time with Enya and getting to re-know her, but he supposed this was the price he had to pay for owning a business. That did make him wonder what Enya would want to do job wise, she would probably pick something very interesting.

Enya found herself looking at five seperate trunks of which she only recognized one. Turning to Adam, she asked, "Who do those other trunks belong to?"

"Your mother," Adam told her in a soft voice.

Enya froze momentarily at that before she turned back to the trunks. The four trunks that she didn't recognize belonged to her mother? Sure she knew that something had to have happened to her parents things when they died. They couldn't have kept everything in that small cottage of theirs that Enya could barely remember. Enya's heart felt heavy and she barely felt the tears running down her cheeks as she numbly reached out. Swallowing thickly at the unexpected grief that welled up, Enya asked Adam, "How did you get them?"

"Petunia kept them locked up in the attic," Adam gently informed her as he walked over to her and set his hands on her shoulders, "Wisley managed to get the information from her mind,"

"She kept...these things...from...me," Enya's eyes closed as anger welled up inside of her and the need to burn something filled her.

"Enya-" Adam began only for Enya to shrug off his hands and move away from the trunks.

A fire ball formed in her hand as she let out a scream of anger and tossed it towards the far wall. She did it twice more as she shouted, "Why that fucking bitch?! She had no fucking right to hide this from me! These were my mothers and I should have known about them, but that fucking horse faced bitch kept them from me!"

Multiple shouts of similar words fell from her lips as she continued to throw fire balls. Eventually, Enya fell to her knees with a sharp cry and covered her face. She didn't notice Adam putting out the fire that she had created nor him calling for her brothers as he fixed the walls. She didn't notice them wrapping her in a hug nor when they took her from the room. The only thing she really knew was when Allen told her, "Let it out, Enya. Let it all out."

With that, the dam blocking all of the emotions she'd felt towards the Dursley's treatment of her and the grief she felt for her parents death broke. She let out all her resentment, anger, sadness, hatred, grief, yearning, and everything else as her brothers held her close. Enya didn't notice how tired she was until she'd fallen asleep in between her brothers.

When Tyki returned to the manor, he expected to find Enya waiting for him. Upon seeing the Earl, Tyki immediatly realized something was wrong and asked, "Did something happen to Enya?"

"I showed her the trunks that Petunia kept from her," The Earl informed Tyki making the Noah of Pleasure inwardly groan, "She had a break down. I had Allen and Nea take her out of the room once she got rid of her anger,"

"Couldn't you have waited until I was here to do that?" Tyki asked the patriarch of the clan with an irritated frown, "I should have been here to comfort he-"

The Earl cut him off, "Tyki, she asked and I showed her," Tyki winced slightly knowing that the Earl wouldn't deny her something like that, "I was content to wait for a while longer, but Enya forced my hand."

Tyki groaned softly and ran a hand through his hair, "She can be rather impulsive like that."

The Earl let out a light laugh before saying, "I believe they're in her room. I have no doubt that she'll need you as well."

Tyki nodded and began heading towards the stairs before pausing, "Earl?"

"Yes, Tyki-pon?" The man asked looking at Tyki curiously.

Even now, Tyki found looking upon the earl in his human form very odd. Even if it made figuring out the man's moods easier, it was creepy. Tyki quickly shook those thoughts from his head as he informed the man of what had occurred at his club.

Enya woke up with a pounding headache, but she felt much lighter than she had in years. She opened her heavy eyes and looked around to find the semi-familiar bedroom. Allen and Nea were both curled around tightly which made her feel a bit too warm. They were sleeping heavily and looked fairly cute in her mind. Slipping out of their arms, Enya moved towards the door. Just before she could reach it, the door opened to reveal Tyki. He looked at her in surprise before gesturing towards the door after seeing Allen and Nea still sleeping on the bed. Enya slipped out and Tyki closed the door before wrapping her in a hug. Enya leaned into his embrace as she rasped out, "Tyki."

A cough left her and Tyki quickly guided her down to the kitchen. The staff looked slightly surprised before relaxing as Tyki ordered, "Please get me two mugs of hot chocolate with some whiskey added in."

Tyki guided her out of the kitchen and into the dinning room. Moments after they had sat down, two steaming mugs were brought out of the kitchen and given to them along with a small plate of cookies. Enya blew on the steaming mug before taking a sip which immediatly made her sore and dry throat feel better. Enya sighed softly and murmured, "Thank you."

"I figured you needed it," Tyki shrugged as he picked up a cookie, "How do you feel now?"

Enya realized that Tyki had most likely seen Adam. Taking another sip of the hot chocolate, Enya told him, "I feel lighter than I have in a long time. I'm still angry and really wish I could have done something to Petunia. I know that my anger will fade with time, so I'm not worried about it," She grabbed one of the cookies as mulled over what else she felt, "I...I'm still sad about how I barely remember my parents. What I do remember makes me feel a bit of grief, but it doesn't feel as heavy now."

Tyki nodded lightly, "Good. You know that everyone will be here for you if you need anything, right?"

"I know," Enya shifted slightly as she admitted, "It's a bit weird. All of this life, I've only ever been able to rely on my friends,"

Tyki smiled at Enya as she finished her cookie. He grabbed her now free hand and squeezed it, "We have you back now and none of us will ever make you feel that way again."

Enya offered him a soft smile in return. She knew that he was telling the truth and that made her feel like she was finally where she belonged.

After dinner that night, Tyki and her brother joined Enya in the side room where the trunks were stashed. She want-no needed to know what was inside of them. Pushing her school trunk away, Enya opened the first of the trunks and was rewarded with her mother's school supplies. They took out the well worn text books, old potions kit, writing supplies, notebooks, and clothing. Enya ran her fingers over her mother's Gryffindor scarf and marveled at how it matched her own. Allen looked at her curiously, "Enya?"

"My mom and dad were both part of Gryffindor," Enya told them in a soft voice that seemed to echo around the room, "The hat wanted to put me in Slytherin, but I chose Gryffindor because I wanted to make my parents proud not to mention I didn't want to be in the same house as my parents murderer. It was after I met Sirius that I realized that my parents would have been proud regardless of the house I'd been," A tear ran down her cheek, "I..."

She shook her head and Tyki pulled her to his chest. It took her a few minutes to regain her calm. They put everything save for the books back into her mother's trunk before moving onto the next one. This one contained handwritten books and scrolls that they quickly realized were Lily Potter's personal research, projects, and creations. Lifting up one of the handwritten books on runes, Enya heard Nea comment, "She's kinda like you were."

"Yeah," Enya ran her fingers over the writing that belonged to her mother, "Professor Flitwick once told me that she'd been offered a chance to join the Unspeakables, but declined stating that she wanted to become take over from Flitwick when he retired,"

"That's a shame because it looks like she would've been a good one," Allen commented as he took out one of her mother's scrolls, "She created a lot of spells,"

Enya nodded and they put everything back while adding the school books to the trunk before closing the lid. Enya made a note to have Adam go over it with her and help her publish some of her mother's spells. Lily Potter deserved some recognition after all. Moving onto the next trunk, they opened it only for Enya to freeze as she looked at the clothes inside. They were obviously her mother's clothes from after Hogwarts, but the baby clothes mixed in with them made Enya's heart ache sharply. Enya pushed the trunk away from her and leaned into Tyki. He held her carefully and laid his head on hers. Allen and Nea checked through the trunk before finding it was only full of clothes though they did find her mother's wedding dress earning a distressed sounding whine from Enya. Enya buried her face in Tyki's neck. It took a few moments for Enya to regain her cool and Nea suggested, "Maybe we should save the last one for later."

Enya shook her head, "No. I...I need to know what's inside of it."

They all turned to the last trunk and Allen tried to open it. When Allen failed, Nea tried only to fail as well. Enya let out a watery laugh as the two cursed while continuing their failure at opening the trunk. Finally, Enya got out of Tyki's embrace and went over to the chest. She checked the lock making Nea ask, "What are you doing?"

"Checking to see if the locks what I think it is," Enya informed him before nodding to herself and placing her finger into the lock, "It's a blood lock," She winced as it stabbed her finger before the lock glowed and she removed her finger before opening the trunk, "It's a common protection on trunks and stuff that come from old families in order to ensure only family can access it,"

"How do you know that?" Allen asked her curiously.

"My favorite subject is Runes with Transfiguration, Charms, Care for magical creatures, Astronomy, and Potions following it closely behind. I like history, but I've been researching it on my own so that doesn't count and Herbology isn't my best subject. I'm not too bad at Defense, but most of our teachers suck," Enya informed them in a slightly lazy way, "While I may dislike my potions teacher with a passion, I love potions," She turned her head to offer them a light smile, "I wanted to become a curse breaker when I finished Hogwarts. Part of me wanted to become a Healer, but that died very quickly with how lackluster wizards seem at healing," Enya turned back to the trunk, "I w-"

Enya's voice died as she found herself staring at the jewelry, photo albums, and letters stuffed inside of the trunk. Almost all of the letters were opened save for one that remained untouched. It had her name written upon it. A warm arm encircled her waist and pulled her to Tyki as her brother's stared into the trunk with slightly wide eyes. Tyki spoke softly, "Enya, I think it would be best to stop here for now and come back to it later."

Enya nodded numbly while pointing to the letter. Allen grabbed it and handed it to Tyki before shutting the trunk with a click. Tyki put the letter into his pocket before standing up from the crouched position he'd gotten into and pulled Enya up with him.

Tyki held Enya as she curled up against him silently. Her silence unnerved him quite a bit and made him worry. Enya had only ever been silent when she was severely troubled by something and even then, she moved or did something. Enya was completely still save for the rise and fall of her chest. It made him wish he had Wisley's power. He'd be able to understand what was going through Enya's mind and help her work through whatever was causing her to be this way. Allen and Nea had poke their heads in a few times along with everyone else before leaving. After what felt like hours to him, Enya finally moved. She sat up fully and looked at him, "Tyki?"

"Yes, Minha Raposa*?" Tyki asked in reply.

"Can you read the letter with me?" She asked and Tyki hesitated.

He looked at her worriedly, "Wouldn't it be a good idea to wait until tomorrow? You've already gone through an emotional roller coaster today."

Enya seemed to think about it before she told him, "I know that it would probably be a good idea, but I wa-no need to know what she wrote to me. I'll be up all night guessing and putting myself into a panic if I don't," Yeah that sounded exactly how she'd react, "Besides, I have you with me."

Tyki wanted to protest, but he knew Enya would rest at all until she'd learned what was inside of the letter. Inwardly sighing, Tyki withdrew the letter from his pocket and opened it while saying, "Alright, Enya. If you need to stop at all, you need to tell me, Minha Raposa*."

"I will," She promised him.

Enya,

If your reading this, I was right and Peter betrayed us. It wouldn't surprise me since the guy is a rat not to mention I've never really trusted him in the first place. I only really tolerated him due to James, Sirius, and Remus. Now, I won't draw this out too long partially because I'm low on time due to Dumbledore requesting our presence for an order meeting, your father attempting to get you dressed, and lastly, your father doesn't want me writing this letter. It's a precaution same with putting all of our letters, albums, and jewelry into the trunk that will contain this.

Enya, you are loved more than you will ever now. Your father and I will do everything in our power to protect you. While your dad isn't comfortable with it, I've been going through the old ritual books and I'm figuring something out to keep you safe just in case the child murdering snake manages to get past your father an I. Whatever you do in your life, I know it will be amazing. I want you to fall in love with a good partner whether male or female, your dad would prefer the latter, and live happily with them while creating a big family of your own. I know you've got both your father's and I's intelligence though you do have his mischievous side too. Just this morning, you turned his hair bright pink with lime green pokadots for taking one of your cookies. I couldn't stop laughing.

Now onto the bigger stuff, Enya your a very special little girl. The prayer beads around your neck and the black flame-like birth mark on your arm just prove that. The prayer beads just showed up a few days after you were born and we couldn't remove them no matter what. Dumbledore even got burned trying to do it. The black flame-like marking we glamoured on Albus' advice. For some reason, he believes it would make you even more of a target than you are.

Little one, I want you to question everything. I have a bad feeling about the coming days and know that something bad is going to happen. Do not trust Dumbledore. I hadn't noticed it before, but he seems almost obsessed with you being the one to defeat Voldemort. It's brought quite a few things to my attention about Dumbledore that I didn't really want to know. Please be careful around him and do not let your guard down, it will only hurt you.

I need to go now, but again your father and I love you so much more than you'll ever know. Stay strong and find your place in the world.

I will see you again when it's time,

Lily Potter nee Evans.

Enya leaned heavily against him as she hoarsely whispered, "She knew...She knew that Peter couldn't be trusted and that Dumbledore was a big problem..."

"Enya," Tyki rubbed her back soothingly.

"Why didn't she tell dad?" Enya asked with a slight whine.

"She probably thought he'd think she was losing it or something," It was the only thing that made sense to Tyki, "No one would suspect Dumbledore due to his reputation,"

Enya pressed her head into his shoulder as she whispered, "I have a glamour on me..."

"We'll tell the Earl and see what he can do about it," Tyki didn't like the idea of Enya having anything connecting her to Death.

Enya nodded while taking deep, shuddering breath. Tyki held her after putting the letter down and waited for her to calm down. It was silent, but not like before which made Tyki relieved. When she finally spoke, Tyki chuckled a little, "We are definitely going to go to the cottage after Friday."

Hope you guys liked that! A bit of angst is good sometimes.