Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter nor do I own any of the characters with the exception of Nadia (stress the first a Naah-dia), her parents, Kyro (pronounced Kii like a long 'I' and roh) and a few others to come in future chapters which will be listed then.
"Mom!" I hurry towards their bedroom. Okay what the hell was that? Don't have a panic attack, deep breaths before you pass out. That's right deep breaths. I eventually reach the door and pound on it. "Mom!" she opens the door in a hurry with my dad right behind her. They look at me and I remember my current state of dress is just a bed sheet. "Uh… girl problems" I say and my dad turns around and walks away.
"Why are you naked dear?" my mom asks.
"Why did Blaise bite me?" I reply. She looks stunned and recognition hit then she purses her lips.
"Well did you let him explain?"
"Of course not he bloody bit me! What did you expect?! Me to boil some bloody tea and we discuss it like the flipping weather outside?!"
"Don't take that tone with me young lady." I take a deep breath and she says "Follow me." Shit. Okay she did warn me before and from what his mum and my mum have said he loves me…maybe I should have listened. Does it really matter if he is something other? I turn it over in my mind a few times and come to the conclusion no. No it doesn't matter and it shouldn't I do have feelings for him, strong feelings. But do I love him? That is the million dollar question isn't it. Honestly I really don't know. I follow her to her study and I see her take out her take out a coin and rub it. I realize that it's charmed-Protean charm. We sit in silence for a minute or two until the fireplace in her study comes to life, I tighten the sheet around myself. Zarah steps out.
"That was fast" my mother says to her.
"Yes well, I was rudely awoken by my son destroying everything in his path." She takes a seat. "He's locked in his study right now."
"Well it seems my daughter was bitten without fully understanding the situation. Needless to say she freaked out and left." His mother nods.
"What did he tell you dear?" Zarah asks me.
"Well I didn't give him a chance. He said he tried to tell me before and I told him I already knew. But I thought he was speaking about the fact that he is married. Either that or he was going to tell me he loves me."
"Sweetheart didn't I warn you not to jump to conclusions?" my mother asks me "I told you that you would probably be far off." And I remember.
"Well it's too late for that. Tell us what happened dear?
"Well we had…sex and he bit me after." I reply.
"I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell you now. My son is part veela my dear. Not by family heritage but by infection… Infection? I don't think that's the right word but it will have to do. My great grandfather was bitten by a male veela because he was interfering with this veela's mate. He was attacked and bitten but he survived. When someone is bitten they have similar instincts and urges of veela's. It eventually dies out with each generation. It did not affect my father nor did it affect me, so I assumed the same for my son but I was wrong." Blaise is a veela? He bit me so that can only mean...oh no.
"Blaise is a veela?" I ask dumbstruck.
"He is and you are his mate."
"I'm his mate?" I keep repeating like an idiot.
"Yes his mate. Though I must set the record straight, when a male veela finds his mate it is not predetermined. They are around someone, they begin to like how they look, how they act, their personality. Everything starts off just like a regular relationship. The only thing is when they fall for you, that is it for them. But they have to genuinely love the person. I did not know that my son was a veela until a few weeks back."
She pauses for a second, eyes far off as if recalling the event then continues. "My son could not eat, he could not sleep. Every day he was writing things for you, sending things to you and I just knew. I explained to him and he didn't want to tell you because he didn't want you to feel obligated."
"Obligated to do what?"
"Well you see, if a veela and their mate do not bond they could go crazy and a lot of them commit suicide. You must understand that as a mother I had to do something. I found out that you were friends with Theo's girlfriend so I asked to speak with her. I let her know the situation and she told me about the get together. She said you didn't want to attend and I knew Blaise wouldn't either with his mind frame at the time. She said she would try her best to get you out and I practically put my foot down for Blaise to leave the house."
"Wait, so what about what happened after the party? If I was his mate that shouldn't have happened"
"Another myth, my dear veelas are still human, they are not ruled by some alter ego. It's just instinct, we all have instincts and veelas are just a bit stronger and slightly different. Blaise has always had a temper. He is very quiet and people assume he is reserved but that is not the case. I remember he used to be a very demanding child. He will still make mistakes, they aren't the perfect significant others people dream about but they love you enough to try to be. They will make mistakes and just like any other relationship you will have things that need to be worked on. Did you fully bond?"
"I-I'm not sure."
"Well I know that he bit you but did you have sex?" I nod "Did he say the incantation?"
"I heard him saying something in another language before he bit me." She nods.
"Well it's mostly finished. We'll just have to wait a few days and see if you are..." She stops and before I can ask she says "Maybe you and Blaise should discuss this alone." She smiles and a look at my mom. They both squeal in delight.
"What? No, tell me." She can't just leave me on a cliff like that…I hate that. Finish your statement! I look at my mom and she mischievously grins at me and I know I won't be told. I change the subject. "So what happens now since we are bonded… or when we finish? Do I have to see him every day?"
"When you finish bonding you don't have to do anything. You don't even have to talk to him. Though I don't recommend that because Blaise is a very possessive man and his instincts will just intensify his possessive feelings tenfold. He will fight for what he feels is his, and I assure you that you would have no peace if you decided to date someone else. He is very selfish with his possessions- he has always been."
"I'm no one's possession."
"Try telling him that." I already did and that conversation didn't work out too well. "He was wrong for that." And I know she's talking about my train of thought. I just nod. "Well you should know that he had all the paper work drawn up for his soon to be ex-wife. He gave her the papers yesterday and with him being so generous her lawyer told her to sign and she did. He should be officially single sometime today. I'm happy she didn't find out he is serious about you or she would have made this more difficult than it needs to be. But I'm sure when she finds out she will make a big fuss, she wouldn't be Daphne if she didn't." She smiles at me "I'm look forward to having you as my daughter-in-law."
"Wait, who said I was getting married?"
"Don't be silly. Of course he will ask you." She says.
"But you said I only had to cooperate for now, that we didn't have to be together after." She frowns. Why am I saying this? Do I want to be married? I don't know. I didn't plan for it any time soon.
"Don't you want to be with my son?"
"I-I'm not sure." I'm scared. Is this even right? Should I be forced into a relationship? Well I'm not really being forced if I like him am I? There I go again only thinking of myself. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. I envision myself Blaise, Kyro. Would it be so bad? No.
"Well you don't have to be but I thought that you had feelings for him. Don't you?"
"I do but I'm not sure exactly what I want yet." And it's not a lie. She nods.
"Well I hope you decide on a relationship with him. If you have any more questions I'd be happy to answer and I will also send you a few books so you know what to expect with both Blaise and the…well the last part of your bond. Thank you for helping my son and not immediately refusing the idea off this." I nod still suspicious about this bond.
"Should I check on him?"
"That would be best, but you don't have to it's not life or death." I nod.
"I still want to; I want to hear about the bond. I won't tell what I know." She smiles and nods I get up and wrap the covers around myself more securely.
"Don't you want something to put on?" my mother asks for the first time since Zarah and I were deep in conversation.
"It's not like he hasn't seen it all already. It might even cheer him up."
"I really didn't need to hear that, goodnight." My mother replies. Zarah gestures for me to go first but I decline I'd rather appear than use the floo. I think up on how the main hall looks and I appear there. A few seconds later Zarah comes from the fireplace.
"Did he fix the wards to allow you to apperate?" she asks.
"Uh… not exactly." I say but don't elaborate as I walk forward. I walk up two flights of stairs and go to the fourth door on the left on the third floor. I knock a few times. No answer. "Blaise, it's me!" The door quickly swings open.
"You came back." He says with relief very evident in his face as he envelops me in his arms. I plaster on a smile when he puts me down.
"Well I still need my explanation." I try to push past him but he blocks me. I look up at him and narrow my eyes. I smile then think air, intangibility and I float straight through him. I hear his shocked gasp. I look around his study and it's a mess. Furniture thrown about papers burnt, and all about the room. There are multiple burn holes in the wall and shelves and it looks like he has broken every breakable think in the room. "Blaise?"
"How did you do that? What spell is that?" he asks fascinated.
"Don't change the subject. What is all this?" He looks embarrassed.
"I was a bit upset."
"A bit? That is the understatement of the year." He hangs his head. You didn't come here to make him feel worse now cut the shit. I take a seat on the only standing furniture available- his desk. "Blaise, I'm sorry. I overreacted earlier when I should have listened. It's not your fault that I didn't listen to you before when you tried to tell me." He looks up at me with a hopeful look and I beckon him over. He hesitates but comes to me and I wrap my arms around him and he leans downward and places his face in the crook of my neck. "I'm sorry."
"I-I'm not fully human." He says into my shoulder and it tingles.
"Well I gathered that much." I just couldn't help myself. "Don't be embarrassed tell me."
"I-I'm part veela, and y-you're my mate." He pauses. Though I know quite a bit already I really want to hear it from him but he's making it difficult. It's like pulling teeth. I guess I'll have to coax answers out of him. Make him feel comfortable, I haven't been doing a very good job at that.
"You know I really don't care. Either way you'll still be my papi."
"Really?"
"Of course, plus that bite wasn't all that bad. Can you do that again?" I ask jokingly and he chuckles and the heat of his breath feels good against my neck.
"Yes" he says and grazes his teeth along my neck. I can't help but to moan because my body remembers what his teeth can do. "Do you want me to try?"
"N-no" I stutter and he chuckles again.
"You don't sound so sure." He says huskily. He puts his teeth on my neck again but with more pressure, then he licks the spot with his hot tongue. My breathing picks up significantly.
"I-I'm sure. W-we have to t-talk." he leans back and looks me in the eye and I recognize the look in his eyes-unadulterated lust. He stares intensely into my eyes.
-sex scene begins-
"Baby, why don't you lay back for me? Or better yet let me bend you over this desk." He says and his bluntness makes my core tighten.
"Yes sir." I reply and I see recognition in his eyes he growls a deep rumble in his chest. Where the hell did that come from? But I know exactly where. Before our falling out we told each other our fantasies once and I told him because I was the boss at work and always in control I think that maybe one of my favorite roll plays would be one where I would have to call my partner master or even sir…I told him I would probably even like a little roughness if I don't listen to his commands. That is why the sexual fantasies he sent me during our break up affected me so. They all appealed to my fantasy. I slide off the front and turn my back to him. He pushes me downward onto the desk and pulls the sheet away from me. My nipples feel cool against the wood. I hold onto the other side of the desk. He begins to rub my bum all over and run his fingers between my cheeks. I tighten up and he pauses.
"Baby, Why don't you spread those gorgeous legs for me?" I don't move. "Nadia come on, spread them." I shake my head. "Why not?"
"I don't really feel comfortable with you touching me there."
"Hmmm…fine I won't touch you there. Not yet at least."
"Not ever."
"Don't be so sure. You just might like it."
"I doubt that."
"Is that a challenge?"
"I'm not challenging you, all I'm saying is that I doubt that…that could be productive."
"Spread your legs."
"Blaise don't you dare, I'm not playing around."
"Neither am I. Now, Spread them." I don't. Whap! I yelp in surprise though I'm turned on by the fact that he is actually doing this. He begins to caress the area he just struck lovingly. "Cara are you going to do as you are told or do I have to continue?" I don't respond. Smack! He begins massaging the area again, I moan. It's turning me on more than I thought it would. "You know darling this is your last warning. Are you going to do as you are told?" he pauses a second and waits on my response. I don't answer because I do want him to do it. I want him to rough me up. He connects his hand with my cheeks nine more times. Yes I counted every sinfully good second of it.
I always wondered what it would be like to be spanked. I never expected it to be like this. I am tingling all over, my core is wet and overly sensitive, and I want him; I want every thick inch of him. He continues to massage me and the spot feels very hot from the spanking I got before. "This color suits you. Your arse looks very lovely with this beautiful blush."
"Mmmmmm." Did I just say that? I didn't even realize I made a sound but it sounded like me.
"Should we find out if a darker hue will be just as alluring or will you spread your legs for me now?" I don't hesitate, I spread them immediately for him. I feel the cool air hit me and then he runs his hot fingers from my core to between my cheeks, I love the contrast. "So wet, So responsive. You love to be spanked don't you my little minx?" I nod vigorously. "Would you like more, would you like me to finger that tiny little hole, or would you like to be fucked now principesa?"
"Fuck me." I moan. I hear his belt buckle and zipper rustling then he positions himself at my entrance and with one long smooth thrust he is inside and he lets out a long groan of relief and I can't help but to moan as he begins to slowly thrust. I am still sore from my lost purity not even an hour ago but there is no doubt that his thrusts are wonderfully delicious. I notice that when he talks it really turns me on and I really want to explore sex with him. I've heard veelas are sexual creatures and I want to fully experience that as long as I have him or plan to keep him. "Deeper." He complies and I can feel him against my barrier with every thrust.
"Principesa, I would really like to touch that beautiful rose-bud of yours." I've never heard it called that but I know what he is asking for. He continues to thrust slowly and I shake my head. "What are you afraid of?" he stops thrusting.
"I-I uh… it will hurt."
"I promise that I will make you feel good." I push back against him and he resumes his thrusting. Should I? He just did something for me. He just spanked me- Something that he may or may not have been comfortable with and he's always said that he liked my bum.
"Okay"
"I promise you will love it principesa, just two or maybe even three fingers for now." He pulls out and I groan from the loss. He rubs himself up and down my back entrance leaving both of our juices there but doesn't push it, he reenters me and resumes thrusting but a bit faster. I feel his finger at my back entrance and he begins to circle it. The suspense is killing me. He speeds up his thrust.
"Mmmmmmmm yes papi!" he pushes his finger inside and I gasp at the intrusion. But it doesn't hurt like I expected, it stings but not unbearably. He continues his ministrations in both of my entrances until he finally has three fingers inside and I feel deliciously stretched and full. Oh God I want more! I push him out of me.
"Did I hurt you?" he asks concerned but I don't answer I get on my hands and knees on the floor ass in the air.
"I just wanted to be in a better position." He looks at me hungrily.
"I love to see you like this tesoro- face down arse up." He kneels behind me and positions himself at my front entrance but I stop him.
"I want you to have me in every way." I take him in my hands and position him at my back entrance, I look back at him and he looks hesitant.
"Baby I don't think that is a good idea yet. You should get a little more use to the feeling of something being in there before I do that." I know that he is wider than the fingers he used but it's probably not that bad and I'm sure I can take it. I know what can make him do it and I don't hesitate to pull out the big guns.
"Blaise fuck my ass" I say simply he growls and I stare him in the eyes intensely.
"As you wish amore." He collects some of the lubrication from my core and returns his attention to my back entrance. He slowly pushes forward and it hurts, I try to relax and calm myself. "Relax" he whispers. I take multiple deep breaths as he slowly enters me. I try to push back so we can just hurry up and finish, Band-aid method-rip it off and be done with it. He just holds my waist and steadies me every time I try. I sigh exasperated. "Be patient." He says.
"Get it over with!" I say frustrated… and he does, with one smooth push he sheathes himself to the hilt inside of me and groans."Ahhhhhhhhh!" I cry in pain not able to keep it in. It hurts too much. Why did I agree to this? Well…I actually told him to. He stills immediately. Tear drops forming in my eyes.
"Shhhhh it will be alright amore, let me know when you are ready." I wonder if I will ever be ready, it feels like I'm literally being split in two. I want to stop but I don't tell him.
"I'm ready."
"You are not. Why don't you touch yourself for a bit hmm?" I don't move. I feel him lean forward a little, the pressure stings a bit. He reaches his hand between my legs and starts to caress my nub lovingly. "When you get use to my size I promise it will be an enjoyable experience for you…From the first day I saw you I knew I had to have you like this. I saw this round plump arse and I wanted it. The first time I saw you I knew I had to have you in every way. I wanted you under me, screaming my name and begging me for more. I wanted to own your tight little pussy and your round voluptuous arse." His talking combined with his ministrations are really turning me on.
"My little minx, I can tell you will be a little sex kitten for me, or more like my sex lioness."
"Mmmmmmmm." I moan as he works his magic with his fingers.
"Do you know how long I've been waiting to have you? How many days I've fantasized about making love to you, about fucking you? About your tight little pussy, or your perfectly puckered hole?"
"Oh God"I moan and feel myself tingling all over I reach back and grab his arm firmly, and slowly he starts to thrust, I expect unadulterated pain but I get the complete opposite. He feels absolutely blissful inside of me. He grinds slowly into me and I push my ass back to meet him.
"That's right Cara. Let go, just feel me inside of you. Let go of all your inhibitions it's just me and you my love." He grinds slowly and tantalizing back and forth. He spreads my cheeks wider so that he can go deeper and continues his slow torture. He lovingly rubs one hand up and down my lower back and the other still touching my most sensitive area. I feel myself reaching my climax and I want more.
"Oh Blaiseeeee!" I feel so deliciously stretched and full. I feel myself reaching the edge. "Mmmmm papi por favor dámelo duro! Por favor, papi! Por favor, dámelo duro!" I'm going out of my mind with pleasure. He groans.
"English baby, tell me what you want in English." He says his voice husky.
"Harder!" he growls and picks up the pace and our skin begins to slap as he goes deeper."Dios mío! Blaiseeeee!" he begins to grunt and groan every time our skin connects.
"That's right baby scream for me. Let me know how much you are enjoying this cock."
"Oh Blaise!" he begins to knead my ass cheek and slaps it with a firm-Smack! "Oh God yes! Please bite me!" I hear him groan loudly then he holds onto my hair and pulls me upward toward him, I eagerly comply. He begins to kisses and lick my neck and caress my stomach and breast. Then quickly before I begin to complain he pierces my skin and the intensity is just as before and I scream out in pleasure. I feel him begin to suck and pull at my vein; I see stars, something in the back of my mind is questioning what he is doing but I throw the thought out. I just want him to keep loving me. I'm in pure bliss as I reach my orgasm. I don't want him to ever stop.
-Scene ends-
There is a loud knock at the door "Nadia! Nadia! Are you alright? Should I get my daddy!" and this one voice pulls me to reality. I quickly pull away from Blaise and pick the first thing I see up and it's his shirt, I put it on. I look back at him and his face looks pained. His fangs have not retracted and there is blood at the tips of them and a drop running down his lip. Why the hell isn't he moving? I quickly inspect him and noticed he still has a fully engorged erection and he is panting very hard. I throw his pants at him but he doesn't move he just looks at me with the same lust. I pick them up transfigure them to fit me and put them on. I cover him with the sheet and walk towards the study door I slip out and close it behind me.
"Hey Ky I'm fine…I-I uh… just got into a little situation but its ok now." He looks strangely at me.
"Are you sure you don't want me to get daddy, your neck is bleeding." And for the first time I realize that I can feel a hot trail down my neck and chest. I touch it and sure enough it's blood.
"Uh… Where's grandma? Weren't you guys having a sleepover?"
"Yes but we decided to stay here. Oh yeah she can help you." And before I get to stop him he shouts "Grandma! Nonna! Nonna!" a few seconds later Zarah appears in front of us.
"What is it dear? Aren't you supposed to be sleeping?" she says smiling at him then she looks at me and jumps "My dear what happened?! Your shirt is practically drenched with blood!" and sure enough I feel my shirt being steadily soaked…but drenched is a bit much. I guess she is like most mothers who exaggerate injuries. I am still bleeding though…Come to think of it I feel a bit light headed.
"Blaise" I say trying not to give anything away in front of Kyro, and she looks horrified and I realize she doesn't understand "Bite" I say and recognition comes to her eyes.
"How did this even happen? He should have sealed it when he was…done."
"It's ok I'll just fix it. He didn't get to that part" I say and slightly nod my head in Kyro's direction. She nods in understanding.
"No, he has to do it for everything to be repaired with no evident scar. Come on Ky she will be fine." She starts to pull him away "Hurry dear you don't look so good." She says over her shoulder. I hurry back into his study and find him pressed with his eyes closed and fist clenched against the wall.
"Blaise, are you ok?" he slowly looks up at me and his eyes widen.
"W-what happened?" he says in shock.
"You need to seal the wound." He nod and comes over quickly. He licks the area on my neck for a bit then slowly pulls away. He reaches into the pocket of the pants that I am wearing and pulls out his want and waves it over me and I feel the wet and stickiness disappear. I notice that his fangs are still there. "Why are they still there?" I point.
"I didn't get to finish."
"So when will they go away?"
"In an hour or so, but you could easily help me with that." I laugh and he frowns.
"I don't think so big boy, it's not a good idea to do that. Your mom is here and so is Ky."
"They were here before."
"Yes and look where that landed us. I didn't think of that fact and just look at your predicament." I look pointedly at his erection as well as his very much there fangs. He growls and mumbles something that sounds like 'tease'. "What was that?" I say with my eyebrow raised.
"Nothing." He says and pouts.
"It had better be nothing" he comes closer and wraps his arms around me his erection makes it awkward.
"Baby, please do not leave me wanting. My teeth may go away but I don't think this-" he looks at his member "is going anywhere any time soon. How about we change the venue- your house?" I think for a second.
"Mmmmmk." I hug him to me and appear at my house. When we land he looks stunned.
"How did you apperate out of Zabini manor, and what happened to the apperation feeling? You still haven't explained the spell from earlier when you got into my study I-" but I cut him off with my hand. I feel my wards and realize someone is in the kitchen. It's my dad. He is coming this way. I grab Blaise and appear us upstairs.
"My dad is downstairs." I say before he even asks and his eyes pop. I feel the wards. "He's coming up here." I rush to my closet pull off Blaises clothes and pull on a sports bra and a maxi dress very quickly. I turn and see Blaise standing looking anxious. "I suggest you stay here, I know my dad wouldn't like to see you-" theres a knock at my door. I walk out of the closet lock the door and say "Come in!" my dad walks in looking around.
"You do realize it's a little past five now right?" I nod. "It's a Sunday. You are never up until noon. Is something the matter? Is that boy bothering you?" Oh Lord, please not the father-daughter-talk.
"Everything is fine. We decided to work out our differences and we are fine….yup." I pop the 'p'.
"You know you can talk to me if anything is the matter right?" I nod "Sweetie I love you and I want you to be happy but I know how boys like him normally operate. I was one of them."
"Yes and you settled with mom right? Please dad just give him a chance, you might like him."
"Well he didn't start off on a very good foot did he?"
"I know the first time you met or sort of met was when I was hospitalized but I-" he cuts me off.
"Oh no that is not it, I came over here today with an open mind and his slate wiped clean. What I do not appreciate is him staying over because there could only be one thing he is doing at this time of morning. I don't want him staying over here unless you are officially his wife nothing less. He should at least have that much respect." Holy shit is this man some sort of psychic.
"I don't know what you are talking abou-" he cuts me off again.
"Of course you do. I'm old but I'm no idiot. Firstly your dress is inside out. Secondly you never firmly close your closet door, since childhood or adulthood- it is always cracked or wide open. Finally I can hear him trembling from right here. I won't maim him this time, but I won't hesitate if it happens again." You old perceptive man.
"You do realize I'm old enough to do what I please, right dad?"
"No, I do realize that you are only nineteen- still a teenager, and this man is probably in his late twenties or early thirties."
"Dad I will be twenty very soon and Blaise is only twenty-four. I'd still call that early twenties."
"Won't he be twenty-five? I'd say he could be considered late twenties."
"I'm not even arguing with you about this. Talk to mom and she'll tell you everything you need to know." He looks at me for a bit, then nods.
"Have a good day."
"You too dad." He kisses my forehead and disapperates. I walk to the closet and open the door, he is intently looking around my closet. "Nothing kills the mood like a visit from dad eh?" he looks down then starts to laugh.
"Do you share your closet?" he asks…okay random.
"No, why?" his eyebrows raise in surprise and chuckles to himself and I could of sworn I heard him say 'women' under his breath.
"Never mind." He finally says. Seriously?!
"You know I hate it when people do that. Please don't." I pout at him and then in a voice that sounds like a frustrated child who hasn't gotten their way I groan "Tell me…" Seriously when someone ask a question or starts to say something and don't finish it frustrates me to no end. I literally want to wrap my hands around their throat. He looks thoughtful for a bit.
"Why do you have so many clothes and shoes?" he finally asks. What?
"What?" I say out loud. "Bite your tongue…there is no such thing as too much clothes or shoes." I say in reverence. I do admit that I have a lot; I love clothes, shoes, handbags, swimwear, scarfs…all of it. I may be sort-of, kind-of….who am I kidding I'm a shopaholic- admittance and acceptance are the first steps…but that isn't really a problem is it? I'm surrounded with friends who are just like me as well as my mother and aunt. I don't really think I have a problem…I donate clothes to charity all the time. I'm not in debt, I can afford my lifestyle on my own…so no, I don't think I have a problem.
"Oh…so you are one of those girls. I don't understand why women are so obsessed."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?!"
"I mean that it kind of seem like you would rather be out shopping than anything else. You even have a lot more clothes than a lot of women I've seen…including my mother. Maybe you should cut down on the shopping." Who does this asshat think he is?
"How dare you? I am a hard working business women and if I want to spend my money on something that makes me happy who the hell are you to judge me? I'm not spending your money, I work hard for what is mine and my life does not revolve around clothing and shoes, I don't judge you for the shit that you like so don't do it to me. You know, as a matter of fact I don't need to explain myself and my choices to anyone. Mind your own damn business." Yes, I get hostile over shoes… get over it. I spin around and attempt to leave but he envelops me in his arms from behind and holds me to him.
"Cara, I didn't mean to offend you. I just- Well you asked what I was thinking-" I begin to struggle to get away but he doesn't let go. "I'm sorry I really didn't mean to offend you…I swear. I didn't really mean it like that…I guess it didn't come out right. You know I can be an arse sometimes. You can buy as much things as you want and if you need more space my closet is always available. Please don't be upset with me." He says and I can't help but grin a little…I was planning on using the closets in the other rooms eventually. I yawn, he kisses my ear. "Let's go to bed." he whispers and I narrow my eyes look up at him and pout but there is a hint of a smile and I know he sees it. He steers me to the bedroom.
He falls asleep almost immediately when his head hits the pillow with me in his arms my back to his front. I lay for a bit listening to his deep breaths and though I don't want to his breathing lull's me off to sleep.
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I wake up fully rested-maybe even over rested if that's possible. I sit up and realize that Blaise is still next to me slightly snoring. I wonder if he is still tired or if I should wake him. Then I feel overly tired….sheer exhaustion. Strange just a moment ago I felt rested. Wait… I feel rested as well as tired. What the hell? I shake my head to clear it and I just feel over rested again. That was odd. I try to deduct what just happened. I wondered how Blaise felt and the feeling hit. I try again. I feel completely exhausted and rested at the same time. Okay either I'm crazy or that's how he feels… and its definitely not the former. Though if it was that is exactly what I would say, Hmmm…no I'm not crazy. That must be how he feels… I shouldn't wake him then. I decide to take a shower and wash my hair.
After I've finished my shower and co-washed my hair; I put on a tribal tank top- its grey light blue orange and taupe. I put on a pair of black shorts and some flip flops. I put some leave in conditioner in my hair as well as some oil and leave it out to dry. I'm still a bit curious about the connection thing so I decide to visit my mom.
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"Mom" I call out as I appear in the living room. There is no answer, I feel her wards and she is in the kitchen along with two other people. So I head to the kitchen.
"We've been wondering when you would come." a voice says as I enter the kitchen and its Zarah. "Good morning."
"Good morning" I reply and look in front of her and my mom and they are pouring over a stack of home improvement magazines. I look to my left and Kyro is so immersed in a painting that he is doing; that I doubt he noticed my entrance.
"Where's my son?"
"He was really tired so I let him sleep."
"He really told you he was too tired to come? He let you out by yourself while he slept?" She asks disbelievingly. "I would expect that he would want to accompany you to most places seeing as you just mated or he wouldn't let you out at all today."
"Well he didn't exactly say…well something weird has been going on. Ever since I woke up I… and I know this may sound strange or crazy even but I swore that I felt him being tired." His mother gasps and puts her hand to her heart then she begins to smile from ear to ear. Both my mom and I look at her curiously.
"The bonding is complete." She says to my mother and my mother begins to grin as well.
"What?" I say still in the dark "I we didn't get to fully talk about it last night…What is it?" I ask hopeful.
"The bond is complete when you have conceived. That is why you have a connection with him and can feel his emotions as he can feel yours." Conceived? As far as I know conception is…
"Wait, What? Concieved? What the heck do you mean conceived? That not possible; I used a contraceptive-potion. It's good for at least a week."
"That doesn't work when it comes to veela reproduction. Contraceptive or no contraceptive fertilization should still take place. He won't stop or be happy until you're carrying his child." I start to take really deep breaths trying to calm myself. Be open minded. Be open minded. Jesus! Be open minded. Oh God, am I really ready to be a mum? I try to visualize myself with kids. I do love kids and I know how to take care of them but do I really want one of my own. Well you have no choice now right? Maybe… Shit! A bloody warning would have been nice. Maybe she's wrong, I'll just play along until I get a legit test.
"So there was nothing else…I had to get pregnant? We couldn't have waited? I know it's a bit late but I'm curious"
"Well if you did not partially bond he could have waited a few years…maybe three. But now that you have started the process I'd say you have a few months… four max." What? Damn it!
"If we finish bonding do I have to have more kids?" She shakes her head.
"Like I said last night after the bonding is complete you don't even need to speak to each other." I think… we just had sex. Isn't this a bit too quick? I count back my monthly cycle schedule in my head. Ovulation normally happens around the fourteenth day could be a couple days prior or even a couple days after. We had sex on the fifteenth day of my cycle-shit. No, not shit. This was what was supposed to happen. I'm free…but do I want to be. I think I'm about to have a panic attack. "So is that what I've been feeling? The bond" I quickly change the subject and try to calm myself.
"Yes, when the bond is complete you should be able to feel what the other feels unless you try to obscure your feelings…something akin to occlumency. Your mother told me you are quite proficient in it." I'm not, because I don't need it… I could easily read a commons mind and they would have no idea but if a royal was around they would feel what I was doing even if it wasn't to them. A royal could block me if they wanted and I assume that my mother means that sort of blocking.
"I thought you said we wouldn't have to see each other after." She nods "Then why do we have this connection?"
"You will always have that connection. You are his mate. You can block him but the connection will still be there. It is not necessary for you to be with him but you will still be connected to him by this connection as well as your children." Thanks for telling me the fine print lady. Maybe next time you should say you will be free but terms and conditions apply.
"Wait, what? Our children too?"
"No, not in that sense at least. I just meant that you two will have kids together so it will be another factor connecting you both." I nod in understanding.
"Well this is a lot to digest. Is there anything else I should know?"
"I have the books right here for you." She hands me two books one titled 'The male Veela' and the other 'Dealing Veela pregnancies (for non-veela women)'.
"Thanks"
"Oh and I assume you know that witch pregnancies normally have accelerated symptoms?" I nod "Carrying Blaises child won't enhance those anymore luckily." Yes lucky indeed. Both commons and royals complain about pregnancies so it wouldn't help for me to have it at a higher level.
"Oh yes!" My mother exclaims. "Did you release any energy today?"
"Not yet" I reply. I normally release energy into the atmosphere at least once or twice a day depending on how much magic I've used as well as the buildup.
"Well don't. I almost forgot to tell you. When people like us get pregnant we should not release the energy into the atmosphere any longer. It becomes wild magic and can harm others" What?
"Wild magic?" I ask
"Yes wild magic is wh-" my mother begins but is cut off.
"People like you? What do you mean people like you? And what is this releasing energy?" Zarah asks. My mother turns to her and I can tell that she is hesitant to say but she does anyway.
"Well our family magic is different. I guess you can say we have 'old magic'. So when we release energy into the atmosphere it is mainly excess magic being let off." She then turns to me "Wild magic happens when witches like us get pregnant, you let off the energy; it can change the environment, transfigure objects into other things, and maim any life form in its path."
"Wait so I'm supposed to keep all of that bottled up, as if pregnancy won't be uncomfortable and difficult enough." I can see Zarah wants to either make a comment or ask a question but she refrains.
"Well darling you know everything isn't always that clear cut. There is the regular option of using more magic daily but keep in mind that it won't only be your magic that needs to be released; the baby will need to release as well." I look at her confused and she elaborates "The baby's magic will accumulate in your body as well so you need to use that too."
"Oh…but wait you said 'option', is there another way?"
"Mmmhmmm, instead of using it you could just transfer some to Blaise."
"I thought it was against the rules to give magic." The royals were the ones who gave magic to muggles who now see themselves as pureblood and honorable house of this and noble house of that. After they found that the muggles were ungrateful and used their magic selfishly as well as abused their power it was forbidden to share with them- an unwritten rule.
"In this case it's different. You have to give this magic to Blaise; no one else. If you do transfer the excess to another it will be like putting wild magic directly into their body and could kill them. Besides it's not the same as giving magic. You simply transfer and he can use the extra magic like you do until it runs out. Your blood and magic will recognize him as the father so he won't be harmed."
"So are you saying that he will be able to do what I can do?"
"Not exactly; he won't be a maker. He won't need his wand, his spells will be more powerful like ours, and he won't need to say a spell out loud- just mentally. Your father told me that the extra made him feel great; like a completely different person."
"Okay…so how do I do it?"
"He has to put his hand on your abdomen and you rest a hand on his hand and simply channel and will the energy into him." Well that sounds easy enough.
"Um…sorry to interrupt, but curiosity is getting the better of me." I hear Zarah say. "Are all of the things I've heard true? You know about old magic?"
"About 30 percent of what you've heard is true." My mother replies "The rest is all fables and foolishness because people just like to think they know the answer to everything." Zarah nods.
"Am I allowed to know anything or is it all a secret?" she asks.
"Well seeing as you know this much already and my daughter will have to explain this to your son to some degree, I don't think it would hurt to tell you." My mother replies and Zarah nods eagerly.
"Nadia look! I painted a picture of Azzan, me, you and daddy. It's not as good as daddy's but I tried really hard." I hear Kyro say for the first time while he hands me the painting. I look at the painting and I have to smile to myself because it is actually lovely for someone his age. We are all sitting in what I assume to be the back patio of the manor. Blaise is sitting on the bench with Kyro on his left knee holding Azzan and me on his right side with my head rested on his shoulder. We all look really happy with smiles on our faces. When I imagined what our family could look like a day ago I couldn't have imagined a better picture.
"It's beautiful Kyro; I love it. You are so talented and don't worry I'm sure you can be just as good as your father if you keep up the great work. Though I'm sure you are probably almost there." I smile at him.
"Nuh uh, Daddy is really good. He has lots of paintings of outside, and lots and lots of paintings of you." He says holding his hand out to show how many 'lots'.
"Me?"
"Yeah…daddy has paintings, drawings, and all types of stuff. Even when you were mad at him he must of made like a hundred." He says using his hand to show the vast amount. I look at Kyro and he is smiling and I look at my mom and she is looking at me with furrowed brows. "He would always-" but he gets cut off.
"Kyro come show grandma your painting." Zarah says quickly and Kyro doesn't miss a beat, he takes his work over to her and shows it off. I look over at my mom and she is looking at me with a look that says 'leave it alone'. I will…for now. I nod. "Wow this is wonderful Ky, you'll have to do all of the family portraits when the new baby arrives." She says grinning genuinely at him.
"Baby? What baby?" Zarahs eyes double in size when she realized what she has just said. She looks at me apologetically but I'm not upset I just mouth for her to tell him and she smiles at me.
"Well Ky, your father and Nadia are going to have a baby." Zarah says smiling and putting a ruffling his hair. Kyro doesn't respond immediately; he looks deep in thought for a minute and I begin to worry.
"So that means that daddy is going to be someone elses daddy." he says matter-of-factly "Is he giving me away?" he asks with tears in his eyes.
"No Ky, your daddy would never do that." I respond immediately. "Your daddy loves you very much and so do I we would never give you away. There is just going to be a new baby around and we will still love you the same no matter what."
"You love me too?"
"Of course I do Ky. I love you and I will love this baby just as much as I love you."
"So you'll be a mommy then?" I nod "But only the baby's mommy?"
"What do you mean Ky?"
"I mean… you will be the baby's mommy only, not mine right?" Oh I see.
"Well I don't only have to be the babys mommy, I can be yours too if you want." He smiles a bit.
"I do, I want you to be my mummy too. I've never had a mummy." I smile sadly when I remember how he used to talk about Daphene.
"Well that settles it I'll be your mommy too."
"Can I call you mummy or mother or something like that?"
"You can call me whatever you like." He comes forward and wraps his arm around my waist and I hug him back.
"I like mummy." He whispers and I kiss the top of his head. I look up and both my mother and Zarah are smiling at us.
"So let's get check on this baby shall we." My mom says finally. I look at her and notice her pulling a few potion ingredients out of a container on the kitchen Island.
"Aren't you supposed to wait until at least three days after conception to have and an accurate check-up?" Zarah asks.
"Not in this family, you will find that we have very efficient ways of dealing with things. I'll fill you in later." My mom replies. She comes over with a few potions. First she hands me a misty white one. "This is the pregnancy test. I know that we already know that she is pregnant but the mixture will still be needed in her system for accurate testing. Drink." I down the potion. Its freezing cold and I feel like I have a brain freeze. I hold my head. "It should stop in a few seconds…let me know." It lasts a few seconds like she predicted.
"It stopped."
"Okay lift your shirt." She turns to Zarah. "White light means she's pregnant, no light means no baby and we know that's not the case." I lift my shirt and look. We wait a few seconds until a light begins to appear and it's not white. A violet light in the shape of a crescent appears on my tummy and I'm confused. I thought she said white? Zarah voices my thoughts aloud.
"I thought you said white?"
"Well this changes things." My mom says. "According to these results she isn't having a baby but two." Zarah gasps and claps with glee.
"Heh? Slow down and back up? I-I don't think I heard you right." I say.
"Of course you did and don't act so surprised you know as well as I do that fraternal twins run in this family. I am a twin. Your great grandmother was a twin and your great-great-great grandfather as well." Yes I did now but I didn't expect it to happen to…yeah because your life is just full of the expected right? Hey you shut the hell up brain no one is talking to you. Yeah? Says the crazy girl talking to herself.
"So does that mean I'm going to have two baby brothers instead of one?" Kyro asks for the first time.
"Ky, you can't really choose." His grandmother replies. "You will have to wait three months to know whether or not the babies are boys or girls or both." He looks thoughtful.
"No just one." My mom says to Zarah and before she asks she holds up her container and says "advanced potions." And Zarah nods in understanding.
"I want baby brothers. But I guess sisters would be okay too." He sighs and we all laugh. My mom stops short and looks around. I become on alert and look too.
"Elf." She says simply. I feel her wards and I feel it too. "Who are you looking for elf?" I hear her ask aloud and you can barely hear the voice carry but it's there and she lets us know who she is looking for. I look at Zarah and she looks confused. She might not have heard it since she isn't connected to family wards the way I am… I'll ask mum later. I feel my mom allow the creature entrance. The small elf pops in front of us all wide eyed.
"Lady Zabini, you must be coming quick."
"What is the matter Ivy?" Zarah asks.
"Master is being the matter. He is being very upset and using the floo to look for Miss Granger."
"Me?" I ask. The elf starts he must have not noticed my presence.
"You must be coming quick Miss Granger. Last time Master be worrying like this Master fainted."
"Can you get him?" Zarah asks while looking at my mother for consent. My mother nods her assent. The elf nods vigorously and pops out of the kitchen.
"Why don't you try out your new connection dear…try to calm him." Zarah tells me and I immediately try. But I regret it. His emotion of loss, anger, and sadness are a bit more than I prepared myself for and I shut off the connection. About two seconds later I hear a pop and Blaise and the elf appear before us. Blaise looks around frantically and he spots me. He closes the space between us and reaches his hand out to cup my cheek. He leans his forehead against mine and sighs a breath of relief.
"Cara, please don't do that again. I thought you changed your mind." And he stops and hesitantly asks "You didn't right?"I shake my head and he sighs in relief and kisses my forehead. I look up at him and he looks exhausted.
"Blaise you know I only left so you could get some sleep. You look really tired maybe you should try to catch up on a few hours or work will be awful in the morning."
"I'm not that tired."
"Daddy your eyes are red…you do look really really tired." Blaise turns around and looks at Kyro. He grins at him and scoops him up into his arms.
"Are you calling me a liar?" Kyro nods vigorously and Blaise fakes an affronted gasp and with one hand begins to tickle Kyro with no mercy. Kyro laughs loudly and tries his best to wiggle away.
"Mommy, help me!" he says trying to force back his laughter and looking at me. Blaise stops immediately and looks at me. I walk forward and pull Kyro out of his hands.
"I've got you. He wouldn't dare challenge me." I say with a fake challenging look on my face. Blaise is still looking at me stunned. "That's what I thought." I say to him.