Rated R
FIVE CHAPTERS LEFT! 15 IN TOTAL!
PAIRINGS-dominant/submissive: Dean/Ginny, Ron/Hermione, Draco/Neville, Harry/Zach/Ernie, Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Pansy/Colin, Blaise/Dennis, Alex/Colin, Draco/Ritchie, Seamus/Owen, Owen/Jimmy
WARNINGS: Course Language, Male/Male, Violence, BDSM, Uncomfortable Settings, Traumatizing Children, Sexual Situations, Anal, Rimming, Fisting, spanking
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Alex sighed when someone knocked on his door. He wrapped the towel around his waist and made his way over. He opened the door and gave a small smile to his lover.
"H-hi . . . i-is this ok? Should I find something else-"
"It's perfect love." He smiled and let the smaller in. He closed the door and ran a hand through his hair. "Alright we can't get physical yet but, depending on the trial, perhaps we will later alright?"
"Ok." Colin nodded, fixing his black tie nervously.
"I spent most of the night with my lawyer over, going through the details of this case and what I can use to make my mother seem like the bad guy." He sighed and untied his towel, hanging it over a chair. A small noise left the back of the blonde's throat and Alex smirked.
"Alright there love?" He glanced over his shoulder, the smaller's eyes fixated on his arse. He summoned his boxers and slipped them on, the smaller pouting slightly. "You're very adorable. If anyone, besides my children, can put a smile on my face, it's you." He lightly pressed their lips together before heading into the bedroom, the younger following.
Alex let out a laugh as the smaller sat on his bed, watching him get dressed. When he was finished, Colin was seated, eyes glazed over.
"And to think, I haven't even done a strip tease for you yet!"
"Oh gods!" Colin doubled over and pushed down lightly on his member. Alex raised and amused brow and crawled up the bed, hovering over the smaller.
"Can you cum by someone just talking to you?"
"I-I don't kn-know!" He let out a heavy breath.
"Well let's not find out. We don't really have time for you to get changed." He whispered deep in the smaller's ear and winked. The smaller gasped arching and shaking. Both stared quietly.
"O-oops . . ." Colin gave a sheepish smile.
"Fuck." Alex breathed out; staring down at the shorter's pelvic area.
"A-Alex?"
"Right, sorry." He casted a quick cleaning charm and helped the younger up. It was deadly silent between them.
"I-I'm sorry." He mumbled, leaving the room and heading to McGonagall's private floo.
"For what?"
"Blowing my load." He blushed deeply.
"Don't be . . . it was surprising . . . hot as all hell, but surprising." The smaller realized that the look the taller held wasn't one of disgust or amusement at his expense, but they were filled with lust.
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"Fuck I'm nervous." Alex said letting out controlled breaths.
"Alex!" His lawyer came up and sighed. "She's got a load of dirt, it doesn't look good. You need to stand your ground in there, you can't give them any sort of leverage."
"Where are my kids?"
"Daddy!" He spun and a sigh escaped him. He bent down and the smaller two ran at him with bright smiles, hugging their father tight.
"And Colyin!" Aiden squealed in excitement, jumping up and down, reaching out for him. Alex nodded at his lover and the blonde's face split into a grin, picking the youngest up.
"Hi Aiden!"
"Colyin! Are you gonna move in wif daddy an me an Oyivers?" Colin cleared his throat.
"I don't plan on making any sort of living arrangements until I know for sure everything will work out."
"But it will!" The smaller grinned.
"Alexander! Unhand them." His mother snapped. Colin flinched and put Aiden down.
"NO!" The twins yelled, hugging Alex and Colin's leg, gripping tight.
"Let go of him!" Their grandmother barked.
"I no wanna go back wif gamma! I no wanna go!" It was Oliver that time to voice his discomfort. Alex closed his eyes and rubbed his sons head. He squatted down until he was eye level with both.
"You two are going to follow the nice man over there into a play room for a while ok?" They shook their head and started to cry. Alex cleared his throat, pushing his lump down. "Hey now, stop that alright? It's just for a bit ok? Then you won't have to stay in there."
"D-den we cans go home wif daddy and Colyin?" Aiden asked two of his fingers in his mouth, Oliver chewing on his shirt.
"Hey what did I saw about that you two?" Alex raised his brow and Oliver spit his wet shirt out, Aiden wiping his eyes. "Alright, now I love you both very much ok?" they nodded, more tears slipping down their cheeks. He stood up and gave them a gentle push towards the Auror. When the door closed and his children were out of sight he had to cover his mouth and turn his back to the other, shoulders shaking violently.
Colin frowned and rubbed his back
"I-I can't l-lose them! Th-they're my boys! I-I've done s-so much so I c-could have them!" He sniffed, wiping his eyes on his tissue from the package he brought. A hiccup left him and he bit his lip.
"They're my babies. I know I'm the best thing for them. I know I am. Far better than what she'd do."
"Mr. Anderson?" he looked back and nodded. "We're ready." He followed the lady in and walked to his seat, his lover taking the place beside him.
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The court case started off simply enough. But then they had to call people to the stand. His grandmother was first. Colin didn't tell Alex but the lawyer had contacted him that night as well, warning him that they may try and put him on the stand.
They asked questions like "Why wouldn't he be a good father to these boys" and what not. Alex held his ground as best he could, hands folded tightly on the desk.
"We would like to call another to the stand!" The judge nodded. "Mr. Colin Creevey." Alex stiffened and the blonde flinched. He knew that if he didn't go it would look bad for Alex, but if he went and said something wrong then he could completely screw him over. He hesitantly stood and walked over to the stand, slowly taking his seat. He did the whole oath thing, took the truth serum and stared at a spot on the far wall.
"Mr. Creevey. Is it true you have a physical relationship with Mr. Anderson?"
"Y-yes sir." He said. Colin took a breath and closed his eyes. He was a goddamn Gryffindor. When he opened them again, the man was taken slightly aback. Colin's eyes hardened and were confident.
"How long has this been going on?"
"Not quite sure, can you give me a moment to count?" He blushed.
"I suppose." Colin sighed.
"About a month now I believe."
"Awfully quick isn't it?" He stated.
"Objection! How is this relevant?" Alex's Lawyer asked.
"Yes please explain that."
"Because if Mr. Anderson can easily make a commitment that quick then who says he can't break it too." He kept his eyes locked with Colin's. "You never answered."
"It's a matter of personal choice is it not?"
"How so?"
"There have been people who have gotten married within a week of meeting each other." He pointed out. Alex's lawyer smirked. Smart kid.
"Is it true that Mr. Anderson has a lot on his plate?"
"Yes, I suppose he does." The man in front smirked, Alex's eyes closing.
"How much exactly?"
"Aiden and Oliver, school, work and myself." He kept his back straight.
"And how on earth does he ever manage to make time to spend with his children?" He raised his brow with a smirk. Colin stared for a moment, nervousness hitting him like a ton of bricks. "He doesn't does he?"
"Actually, sir," Colin narrowed his eyes. "Yes he has a lot of stuff to do. He goes to school so he can get the career he wants, he works so he can support his family. I will always be second to his children. Everything out there will be. No matter what happens, when he needs to be there, he's with his children. He always finds a way to make time. Alex is not poor. He doesn't have to work. He does it because he doesn't want his children to grow up thinking they can have everything handed to them on a silver platter!
"If it came down to it he'd quit his job, he'd drop out of school and he'd leave me." His eyes watered slightly. "I don't know if I love him but I really, really like him. And I adore his kids as well. So I'd be fine with him having to end our relationship as I'm sure you were going to ask." He sat back, the lawyer staring surprised. Alex gave a smile directed at his lover. "No. I do love him and I love his kids. If he needed help, which I'm sure he doesn't I'd be there for him unlike her."
"The prosecution rests." He muttered, heading back to his seat. Alex's lawyer stood up and smiled at him.
"You really love him don't you?"
"Yes."
"And you know for a fact that if it came down to it, Mr. Anderson would drop everything he was doing, just for his children?"
"I've seen it before sir." Colin nodded.
"And when was this?"
"At his work. They were having dinner and Aiden, the youngest twin, came running in sobbing. I don't think I've seen anyone move so fast in my life!" He ran a hand through his hair. "The way he handled the situation when he found out what it was, well it was amazing to be honest. A normal parent would have flipped out and promised murder. But he didn't He stayed calm for his children because he didn't want them to see him get as angry as he felt." The lawyer smiled and nodded.
"The defence rests."
"You may take your seat again-"
"I have another question." The prosecutor said standing. The judge nodded. What did Colin give him leverage off of? "Where exactly does he work and why on earth were you there?" Colin paled. Shit. Alex closed his eyes. He was so totally screwed.
"I-I was a-at my school. H-He's the divinations professor there." Colin said. It was a good thing they were at a wizarding court or that would have been confusing. And the stupid oath and the drinking of the truth serum sucked. There were gasps.
"So you're sleeping with your professor?"
"What? No I didn't say that!"
"Did you not say he was your professor?"
"No sir. I said he's the divination's professor at my school. Never did I once say he was my professor."
"Is he?"
"No. I've never taken the class." Colin stated almost through his teeth. The lawyer narrowed his eyes. You could practically see the steam coming from his ears.
"Mr. Bings, if you are done?"
"Yes ma'am." She nodded and Colin left the stand, Alex smiling at him softly, seeming more relaxed. Mr. Bings started talking to the elderly lady and smirked. "Prosecution would like to call Mr. Alexander Anderson to the stand." The redhead let out a heavy breath and squeezed Colin's shoulder on his way over. If he was nervous, you'd never tell.
"Is it true that the reason your children were taken away in the first place was because you beat a family member to death?" He was prepared for this, he and his lawyer, Mr. Thomas, went through this.
"Yes sir."
"And why was that?"
"I was angry." He kept a calm face.
"Do you always hurt people when you get angry?"
"No sir, not since my sons were born."
"But you have threatened."
"Yes." He kept eye contact with the taller.
"What's to say you don't lose your temper again? What's to say it won't be your kids next time?" He turned to the jury. "This man, at sixteen, was expelled from his school for beating a student to death! Why? Because he was angry. How do we know he won't turn around and do that to his own kids?" Something sparked in Alex's green eyes, red splotches forming around them.
"Why should we put two little boys that are bound to get him mad sooner or later, they are five after all-"
"Four." Alex muttered.
"Pardon?" The guy laughed.
"They're four sir."
"Shows how well he knows his own children. They're five according to your mother."
"Then she's wrong. I have their birth certificates with me when I go out somewhere that my children may have the slightest chance of getting hurt. And since I may lose them I would need to give them to my mother."
"Fine let's see." He snorted and walked up, Colin shuffling through Alex's brief case and pulling them out. The lawyer brought it up to the judge who raised her brow.
"Four. They aren't five until the end of November." The taller stiffened. Alex looked at his mother with sharp eyes.
"Whatever, not important. Why should we trust this murderer alone with two kids? What if it was your children?" Alex flinched, his heart doubling. The doors few open and a cry was heard. Alex was over the stand in seconds, kneeling next to his son.
"Aiden what's wrong?"
"OYIVER!"
"What about Oliver." He locked eyes with him.
"H-he faw down an-an his arm go CWACK!" He let out a wail and Alex stood.
"You can't leave!" Mr. Bings hollered.
"Pardon me but my son may have just broken his arm!"
"I can deal with it after this case!" His mother yelled.
"No! My son's health is far more important right now!" Oliver came running in and Alex sat down, his son carefully crawling onto his lap, holding his arm protectively, tears streaming down his face as he wailed. "Shh, it's alright, daddy will fix it." He placed his hand on his arm and closed his eyes, concentrating. Oliver let out a pained yell then went quiet, a few sniffles being heard.
"Better?" Alex asked softly. Oliver nodded and the redhead took out his Kleenexes, putting one to each of his kids' noses. "Blow." He chuckled as their whole body shook when they did. "Now let's find someone with a more watchful eye to look after you for a tad." He kissed their foreheads. This time three aurors went with them. Alex stood and let out shaky breaths trying to compose himself. He cleared his throat and turned heading back to the stand.
"I do have a question."
"Go ahead."
"Mother?" Alex ground out. "Who did you leave in charge to watch my sons?"
"Jason of course." Alex stiffened and his whole face went red, eyes narrowed.
"I see." His lawyer came up to him.
"Why would you be a better parent for these children?"
"Besides the fact that she lost Aiden three times and she just left them alone with the man that molested my youngest child I'd say she seems rather unfit!" He barked.
"Alex, temper." He sighed and sat back, eyes watering, a hand covering his mouth. "Alex?"
"I'm gonna be sick!" He leaned over and heaved. He sat there for a bit, taking even breaths. "Sorry." He sat back up. "Permission to address the court?" He asked. The judge nodded.
"I may not be the most perfect person out there but come on is there really anyone that's perfect enough when it comes to your children?" He ran a hand through his hair. "I may not be perfect, but I love Oliver and Aiden more than anyone else could. Leave them with her and they end up with a broken arm or lost.
"I'd do anything for them. They're my babies." He looked at the jury. "So go ahead and give them to her but you'll be sorry later on because if my child ends up in the hands of that molester again, I will be back in this court room, fighting for everything yet again. Leave them with her and take the chance of messing these boys up beyond repair.
"They say you can tell a bad parent by how their children turn out. I'm the only half decent one. My eldest brother got killed in a knife fight, my eldest sister is a crack head doing god knows what, god knows where, the next in line committed suicide, the other two before me are nowhere to be found. We have no idea what happened to them. And yes, part of the money I make goes to private investigators to find them. I will not force them back here; I just need to know if they ended up dead.
"Why did I turn out different? I spent most of my time at my aunt's home, she's the headmistress at the school I work at so she was unable to join us." He pointed out.
"Please don't give my boys back to her. I don't want a call telling me that they're in Azkaban, or killed someone or dead. Don't do this to my sons." His voice cracked and he looked away.
"I'd like to say something as well if possible?" Colin asked standing slowly.
"May as well."
"You weren't able to see Alex and his kids in the hall but I was. They don't want to be with her. Every time they go back they end up in screaming fits and crying heavily. Every time I see them they've got different bruises." Alex didn't realize that Colin had noticed them!
"When she's around they fight and fight to stay with their dad instead of going to her. They don't want to be with her. Shouldn't they get even the tiniest say? Shouldn't we ask why they keep getting bruises?" Colin took his seat.
"W-we can't trust everything this child says!" Mr. Bings shouted.
"Actually." Mr. Thomas smirked. "He is still under the truth serum, he would not be able to lie. So, Ms. Anderson, why do they keep getting more and more bruises?"
"Why do most look like fingerprints?" Colin asked.
"If this was such a problem why didn't Mr. Anderson take it up with the authorities?"
"He did." The judge pointed out. "Why do you think we're in this court room? We'll take a short recess whilst the jury makes their decision. You may rise and leave." She sighed heavily and Colin walked up quickly to Alex.
"Good luck." He said softly, hugging him tight.
"Thanks." He kissed the light locks. They left the court room and took a seat outside it, waiting patiently. When they were called back in, everyone was nervous.
Have you made your decision?"
"Yes Ma'am." The jury nodded and handed their answer to the Auror who gave it to the judge.
"They had to take into account Alex's violent past in this debate." She stated. Alex closed his eyes and his head dropped to his chest, lip trembling slightly. "They also had to take into consideration the fact that Ms. Anderson has lost one of the children a number of times and left them alone with a pedophile. On top of this they noted that Mr. Anderson left the stand which jeopardises his case. But he did it for the sake of his children without even thinking. Ms. Anderson wanted to win and kept her place. They also paid close attention to Mr. Creevey's speech and agree that the children should have some sort of say." She looked over the edge of her glasses and gave a smile. Alex's heart was pounding in his ears.
"Mr. Anderson . . . You're wish to have full custody of Oliver Alexander Anderson and Aiden Cormac Anderson has been . . . granted." His eyes widened and his heart stopped. He won? He got his kids. There were cheers and applause from around the room.
"You demonstrated to this court that no matter what, you will put your kids first, even if it jeopardises what you want and what makes you happy." One of the jurors pointed out. The doors opened again and two nervous boys walked over, hugging each other, unable to see their daddy.
Alex stepped out in front of the isle and they squealed, letting go of each other and running at the squatting man. Alex laughed and hugged them both tight, kissing their cheeks. He stood up, a kid on each hip and smiled at the judge. Ms. Anderson came around the corner and they started crying.
"Hey, hey, what's wrong?"
"No makes me go wif gamma! Peeyase!" Oliver let out a hiccup and Aiden started to shake.
"You knew." He rounded on his mother. "You knew what he was doing to Aiden didn't you?" He held his boys closer and shook his head. "To . . . heck . . . with you. Don't you dare come near my children again or I'll make sure you spend the rest of your days in Azkaban." Colin stepped up beside him and took Aiden when he reached out to him.
"C'mon, if we hurry you can still make you last two classes!"
"Oh joy." Colin muttered, following him.
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"Hey Colin! Where've you been?" Seamus asked, seated in the common room. He gave a brilliant smile and pointed.
"Wow! It's so wed! And gowed and, and ooooooh! Pretty!"
"Oliver don't touch the fire!" Alex called out when his son darted for it.
"Whoa there!" Colin picked him up before he could go near it. "That's hot! Have you ever burned yourself whilst someone was cooking?"
"Gamma! It hurted!"
"Of course it was with her." Alex grumbled.
"Well that's what this will feel like too so you can't touch it ok?"
"KAY!" he dashed over and stopped in front of Ron, gapping at him. The taller raised his brow and Oliver gave a shrill laugh, shaking with excitement and running. He stopped and went back up to the taller, getting ready to run.
"He wants you to chase him." Alex chuckled out, sitting down on the chair, Aiden running after his brother. Alex put a barrier around them so they couldn't run off or fall into the fire.
"Ahhh!" Aiden yelled and jumped, Oliver mimicking him, both laughing hysterically.
"They're a bit excited." Alex pointed out.
"A bit?"
"Oh yeah, trust me, this is nothing!"
"Oh they're just so precious!" Hermione cooed and smiled.
"Thanks."
"They look a lot like you." Harry pointed out. Alex smiled and nodded his appreciation. He jumped startled when a gorgeous blonde fell into his lap.
"So, are you happy?"
"You've no idea!" He laughed out and hugged the smaller. Suddenly Colin realized where they got their enthusiasm from. "I've been waiting almost five years to get full custody!" He let out a joyous laugh.
"Daddy?"
"Yes Aiden?" He asked looking up at them.
"I's wanna sit on you too!"
"Yeah daddy!" Oliver started jumping and the taller smiled, letting the invisible playpen of sorts down, the two running forwards.
"Don't run by the fire! OLIVER!" The smaller jumped and stopped, moving a few feet away and running again. "Thank you."
"Ow!" Colin yelped when Oliver pounced on them before he could get up, Aiden following.
"Isa piyle ups on daddy!"
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"Mmm are you sure this is a good idea?"
"Would you hush?" Draco rolled his eyes and pressed their lips together. The smaller moaned and wrapped his arms around bare shoulders, the taller between his thighs.
"W-what if he comes in?"
"He won't!" He nodded and arched, crying out as the taller slid forwards and into him.
"O-oh that's good! Oh it's been too long!"
"Agreed." He grunted and picked up the pace, gripping those perfect hips and sucking on the amazing neck, forcing his member to ram into the other's bundle of nerves.
"Ah! Oh-oh-oh!" He tossed his head, a burn filling him "T-told you to s-slow d-d-down on the f-foreplay! Ah!"
"H-hush." Draco moaned and locked eyes with the smaller, bringing their mouths together. The younger gasped and shook, shooting his load out and onto a pale chest, the older grunting and climaxing into the smaller. "Mmm."
"Gods I love you Dray."
"I love you too Nev."
"I'm glad you're all hunky-dory but next time do you think you could perhaps . . . oh I don't know . . . NOT SHAG ON MY DESK!" Alex barked. They scrambled picking up their clothes and yanking them on. Yup he still had it. He was still able to make others piss themselves. He never used that desk anyways.