Okay, so I had to get out another chapter :D You should be thankful children. So far, my only requests have been from friends over my email, several of which asked that I email them instead of posting them, which is fine. One of my requesters said that I could post it, and it's Balisk/Fred yaoi (not in that order, I just need it to be alphabetical because I'm sort of OCD—CDO, if you do it right ;D—about that shit.)
Another thing, if you ask me a question, but give me no other way to contact you unless I remember it when I update, don't be all crestfallen if I don't answer. I do remember one question because the answer was in another one of my chapter's comments by me *which pisses Auntie Riddle off, because she answered you already…*: Is Balisk gay?...

NO FUCKING DUH, CHILDREN.
Ahem, anyway. I love you guys, *kisses foreheads* you just aggravate me, is all.

A Strange Encounter

*Where all you children left off…*

As Balisk got closer to the sound, his eyebrows came together when he heard a vaguely familiar voice muttering to itself. He padded down the stairs to the common room and stopped, casting the blue light on the dark figure crouched in the corner, ripping the stuffing from the chairs.

"…Ashton?"

Balisk rubbed his eyes, barely recognizing the older boy with his crazed eyes and patches of hair missing where he'd been pulling it out.

"Balisk!" Ashton gasped, pouncing at his brother and clutching him like a life line. "I know now…I know who he is…"

"Ashton," Balisk gripped his older brother's shoulders in an attempt to steady him. "What do you know? Why have you been hurting yourself?"

"Our father Balisk, I know who he is!" Ashton hissed suddenly, jerking back his left shirt sleeve, revealing a burning Dark Mark. "…He knows, Balisk. He knows I know and he's going to kill me! I didn't get mother's powers, I'm useless to him! Balisk you must help me, I don't want to die!"

"Ashton, who's going to kill you? Our father is Becker Acton, remember? He hasn't even got a mind of his own anymore, Ashton. He'd be dead in a second if he tried to clash wands with you."

"Not Becker, you fool! Our father. Mother lied to me, she's been trying to keep me hidden for years, but I can't take it anymore! No matter where I go, what I do, he'll find me. He always does in my head…" Ashton gripping his skull, ripping out more of his own hair in the process.

"I don't know who you—" There was a loud banging noise as someone else Apparated into the room.

"A-Ah, Misters A-Ashton and Avery. H-How nice to s-see you again."

"Oh god," Ashton coward behind Balisk. "It's Wormtail, Balisk…He works for him…"

"I know Ashton," Balisk glared at him. "Trust me, I know who he works for."

"A-Ashton, I'm afraid that y-your time away h-has e-ended. He w-wants you to r-return," Wormtail stated, grinning like a madman.

"Who wants him to return?"

"Why the D-Dark Lord of c-course," Wormtail smiled at Ashton. "But y-you both would do g-good to call him F-Father."

Balisk's breath caught and he looked at Ashton, then at Wormtail.

"I told you Balisk…" Ashton whimpered, clutching at him. "I told you he'd find me…He's not strong right now, but he will be. Everyone will die, there'll be nothing but devastation…I wish I was like you Balisk, then he'd have a reason to keep me around, but he doesn't. I'm going to die, Balisk, I'm going to die…"

Balisk had hardly heard his brother and was just registering the tears soaking through his pajama pants.

"This…It isn't possible. NO!" Balisk shook his head, tears streaming down his face as he pointed his wand at Wormtail. "I won't believe a word of it! He isn't my father!"

"A-Avery, lower your w-wand…He'll b-be very displeased if I h-harm his s-son—"

"Conjunctivitus!" Balisk shouted, a blast of light coming from his wand and hitting Wormtail square in the face. The latter collapsed to the ground, screaming and clawing at his eyes.

"I'm very displeased, Avery. Very displeased," A voice hissed in Balisk's mind. "You could've killed him."

Suddenly, Balisk's back hit the floor and he found himself to be in a dungeon sort of room. He sat up to see Ashton knocked out beside him and Wormtail sitting now too far away, silent with his hands over his eyes.

"Wha…?"

"Welcome," A dark-haired man stood at the other end of the room, sneering at him. "You've done it now, boy. He was plannin' on lettin' ya go with a warnin' and then gettin' ya when he was ready, but now he don't plan on lettin' ya go any time soon."

"Tell him he can bite me," Balisk growled. "I don't give a damn about the Dark Lord."

"Oooh, very brave, you are," The man chuckled and walked closer to him. "I'm gonna have fun with you."

Balisk reared his head back and brandished his wand when the man came closer, this time grasping a cuff connected to a long chain.

"Stay still, ya little maggot," After several minutes of struggling, he managed to get the cuff around Balisk's throat, jerking on the chain once or twice to "test it" before he all but dragged him up the stairs.

"Here he is," With that, the man threw him onto the ground at the feet of several other's in Death Eater garb. Balisk glared and, without a word, spat on the ground at their feet.

"Disrespectful little," One of the Death Eaters raised a hand to him, but was stopped by another.

"You know what he'll do to you if you hurt his son…"

"You're lucky, you little Mudblood."

Balisk growled and willed the man to look him in the eyes: See what I'm making you see. See what I'd do to you with a great smile if I so wished. See what will happen if you cross me…

The man's eyes grew behind his mask and Balisk huffed when the man's aura turned a cowardly color.

"Pathetic, you all are…" He hissed, glaring at all of them.

One of their boots caught him in the side, "Just wait until he reforms, you little brat. Daddy'll show you who's in charge here."

They all chuckled in amusement and saw no harm in kicking and cursing him.

Ashton shuddered in the dungeon room when he heard his younger brother scream. He could only imagine what they were doing to him right now…

He could only imagine what would happen to the both of them, should Voldemort regain the power he once had.

*Owari*

My faithful reviewer, Blazeflower got into my head in the beginning that she thought Balisk would end up being Voldie's son or something…

WELL THANK YOU.

It completely blocked out whatever else I had planned for him with it's Greatidea-ness. Sorry if I stole it, but I couldn't help it. You know I love you.

Remember children, when you ask Auntie Riddle a question and don't effing leave a way she can answer you, she gets pissed off and it makes her not want to update for a year :\ She also feels the same way when you ask questions she's answered before.

BTW, just read another question from someone else who I can't reply to (GAH! Too much pressure!) and they asked if because Balisk called Fred "Freddie" and Fred thought that Balisk's laugh was a "sweet sound" did they have it bad for each other?

First off, while I've sampled every Harry Potter yaoi paring that's out there (cannot…unsee…) I'm not a big fan of twincest. I don't care if you are, that's just me. But George also calls Fred "Freddie" in the books (and is, in turn, called "Georgie") and I don't plan on shipping them in this fic. Fred and George and Balisk are very close, like brothers (like frigging George and Fred alone in the books) so he's going to call Fred what George calls Fred. Just saying. I could ship them, I could not. We'll see.

Another thing is, Balisk was depressed and angsty for a long while. If one of my best friends was like that, I'd think hearing them laugh would be a sweet sound too, even if I didn't have the hots for them. I hadn't planned on these being factors in who he'd end up with. *If you read my other story(?), it says that Balisk also kissed both Fred and George, among other boys in school, and even stated and he wanted their children. I've had one of my friends ask if he was going to end up with Snape because of some sort of chemistry she sees between them when I wrote the Quirrel scene. Maybe she has a thing for pedos, I dunno.*

Sorry if I sound pissy, but asking questions like that and not leaving me a way to answer them other than an update comment you probably won't even read, it tends to irritate me. Leave and email or don't ask. I might leave a FAQ on my profile so people don't ask stupid questions anymore.