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a/n one more chapter and this is over. Then to finish the ones nearly done. Here we find out about worlds hidden from wizards. And where Hermione realizes that she is a bit selfish. Poor Lucius, he is a bad in-law, with his own son, because he loves Draco like one.

A curse's history

"Now you know, If anyone else than my beloved knows, they will find me, and kill my human body and will kill you as well." Wilbur told her, his voice tinged with concern.

She raised her hand to stop him, and he smiled and bit her fingers playfully as he used to long ago, "Ask."

She smiled, she remembered, "Well, if your father loved his first wife why was she found?"

"I guess I skipped that one. He loved her, but it was a one sided love. Something happens to the human who sees us, they become the equivalent of a big light, unless the love factor is present. What I am about to tell you must remain a secret. Father was a sexual creature and loved Robert, but he wasn't in love with him. He met her when she was very young, but when he saw her again, it was love at first sight; sadly, he couldn't betray Robert."

Hermione was lost. "He could have told Robert, why not?" Yes, he was hiding something.

"It is very complicated, father was married and couldn't offer marriage to the young pregnant witch who had been a ward of the Grangers." He dried a tear, then one more, soon there was a stream of them. Wilbur missed and mourned his father.

"Oh," she said and kissed the tears; immediately her eyes crossed.

"Oh is right, it is the reason I am denied oral sex; my semen, my tears and my blood bring you to my side. You feel different, right?" He stopped crying to look at her.

"Yup, a shot of energy...and, hmm, not sure, all looks brighter. Poor your dad, so my mom; it was her, wasn't it? How tragic."

"Now you know why he wanted you to be my wife. He loved your mother, and Robert drank the wine one day, saw him, and gave him away. Not intentionally, it just happened. They were climbing in Tibet…"

"Stop it, you are fibbing, something in your story is wrong, come clean. I'll keep your confidence."

"Ah," he sighed,"Might as well tell you, but don't judge anyone. Dad proposed a triad, desperate to be with Nanette; albeit, he said that it was to make it easier on Robert. Alas, Robert wasn't fooled, he wanted Dad for himself, and turned down the proposal. Your mom was very young and lonely, and their love started slowly." He held Hermione closer, needing her comfort.

"Father told me they fought it, but gave in occasionally, not as often as he'd had wished. Robert saw them one day and went crazy, threatened with suicide, and started transmitting his anger. It was at the time you sent them to Australia. Father couldn't pretend any longer and that was when Robert thought of the Tibet trip."

"Mom never told me, I think that Robert was wrong. He never so much as kissed Mom, they could had been together. But what about Dad?"

"Your mom loves Lucius very much, and must have loved Remus as well. She is also a powerful witch, the ones that can share many. Don't judge her, she was really in love with my dad, I saw them many times looking at each other, some times kissing, it was heart breaking. Maybe there is something else, but you must ask her. When he died, her memories of his other-self died with him. Your mom doesn't remember that part. As for Robert, he loved you, but he wasn't able to express himself well; now you know."

Hermione also sighed, "I now remember a few things, and I believe you. Thanks for telling me, poor Mom and poor your dad, I hope is better where he is at, such a tragic life.

"Me too. I don't want to be my dad. Did you know that didn't realize that I was in love with you until I saw you at your wedding, it tore my heart, I knew it then. Besides we need to make it. My father's death makes me the last of my family. He was 500 years old and had other children, but the children didn't live past puberty. I was just a teen when my other-self manifested."

"500? Unreal."

"Yes, and he lost each one of his sons when they were sensed, even though he tried to hide them. My father was running and hiding all his life. No surviving children until my father married a squib, and it toned down my powers enough that I could hide until I learned control, and my power bloomed."

"I have an idea how about if you live with us, but we will say you cannot be around us, because you…hmm, not sure."

"Nah, I don't mind seeing, that is not it, I just cannot even touch you…but seeing it will make for a good memory." His smile rivaled Draco's, and she felt him going harder under her.

"Ah, I see. We will say something, or I can cloud their minds."

"No, cannot do that. I …wait, yes, like that." She was again on his lap. His body arched, and he shuddered. "How I wish, your scent…I need to cool it." He took a big breath, she was no help.

"That day, you were a baby. Later, when you saw me playing with myself, don't laugh, it was your fault, I felt like a monster, me 23 and you barely 15, and my father was out to get me. A good thing, that I hadn't come yet when you saw me; otherwise, you would have seen me, fully. It was because of you after all. Now, I cannot be with anyone because you never leave my head."

"Sorry, not really, I am selfish. Wait, I still don't get something, Daddy R must have known all along, something is off, you don't lie well." She gave him her best eye glare, and he sighed resigned. He knew her, a terrier after her bone.

"Yes, you are right. He was also one of our family, he was adopted, a child of a cousin, one of the last ones here. It was seeing my dad and your mom that set him off, he had never seen a particular side of dad, or the special glow. Father had never fully transformed, and it angered him. He hadn't known because he lacked of many of our traits since his powers were very diluted."

"The more that I think, Daddy R was selfish, not sure. But why cannot you work with others against Morgana?"

"I haven't told you clearly, everyone is gone. She is, and was, very powerful. Again, Morgana is afraid of something and made everyone leave. Selfishness, I think, she didn't want them to enjoy this world when whatever happens to her. My sweet curly, I love you and you love me. Your babies are already mine in my heart. Just like you were for my father." His voice broke and tears ran down his face, again.

"I will no divorce them. I also bonded with Henri in a private ceremony, he cannot marry."

"Henri is the pretty blond, right? He looks foppish. Like Lucius but worse. He dresses like he is going to a Victorian ball, ugh, I remember you have called Draco a penguin, a porcupine, a ferret and more; and you called Lucius the prettiest of them all. Yup Henri is…"

"He is not, I can assure you." Her smile was all telling, and he laughed.

"Naughty witch, point duly noted. By the way there is also another obstacle, but I rather show you. The one thing that Robert didn't know and drove him mad."

His lips came down on her, her body turned into liquid heat. He caught caught her mouth in a frenzy…and she stopped, his face would blind a normal human. His glow lit the place.

"What are you? We already said not a Fey because they are myth."

"Nah, we are from other alternate worlds, our abilities are magnified here since we absorb the humans' energy. The one you generate all the time with your emotions."

"So when you have sex do you change? And, okay, you said only with me, but…"

"But nothing, I won't talk about any others. I know your temper well. When you were one you threw your porridge at me because I was playing with your curls. You kicked my shins more than once because I wanted you to walk a little more. And with other females, let's see, I brought a date when you were six and you set her hair on fire; when you were eight you made that girl fall in the collected cow manure; and then was the time during my 18th year birthday party, when you made her top slide down to her waist…should I go on?" He raised his brows quizzically.

She was laughing so hard that tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Okay, you are right, but that was long ago, and I am mature."

"Look at me and tell me you won't get mad."

She giggled, "You might be right. I'll drop it. What did I drink before?"

"An old recipe, it has herbs from the old world. It opens humans eyes, you will now see me like this, always. And if you have my child, you will turn partly like me, truly a lot like me." He didn't elaborate.

"Now kiss me!"

His kiss had barely started when her mind switched off, he was sucking her bottom lip while keening his desire. It wasn't a civilized kiss. Not gross, not to wet, no, just raw, bruising, like he wanted to consume her essence. She pulled away.

"Wait did you kiss Letti like this?" She had no rights, but jealousy had a sharp edge. "Did you? I don't li…"

"Shh…" His hands were under her breasts, he was avoiding touching too much, afraid he wouldn't stop. He was again at the edge of coming hard, a touch would set him off.

His kiss left her dazzled; she chased his lips but he had moved and was nuzzling her neck. She felt a stab followed by incredible joy, and the need to be on a bed, naked, with ex-Lord-Bore, with a very hot Wilbur, her very first love.

At Malfoy Manor, Draco and Henri looked at each other, they had felt her kissing them. She was in their lap, amazing, but... both narrowed their eyes. "What is that naughty witch doing?"Draco asked, albeit she was right over him, and …

Henri smiled like a shark,"Whatever it is, don't complain, she is sharing; and with that said, I am taking a nap."

"No, wait, I am complaining. Have you seen the way the Muggle looks? None of us can close to compare. Do you want to lose her? Dad L what is going on, this is wrong."

Lucius looked at Nanette and shrugged his shoulders. As far as he was concerned his daughter was perfect. They should be glad and grateful that she was with them. If she wanted Wilbur, so be it. Maybe he would respect his daughter.

Meanwhile Hermione moved a little to look down at Wilbur whose head was and screamed. "Are you a Vampire?"

Brutus came running barking and pulled Wilbur's trousers, trying to get him off.

He licked his blood stained lips, "I knew it, you are delicious. No, nothing like that, just a sip. It gives me pleasure during love making, adding to the orgasmic pleasure. Right now, it just makes me happy, happier that I have been in days. Besides it is not all for me, your life is extended, years of youthful life every time, and you become more like me. The bad side is that with my little demo I am in a worse place. My father was right, he had the ability to see. As for you, you will want to be with me."

"You didn't ask me."

"I did, I told you why I cannot make love to you with others around and you wanted to know why. I only done it once before, when you jumped on my lap. It was instinctive; as I was coming I found myself doing it. Remember that you said a mosquito had bitten you? It was I. Afterwards, I fell for you, hard, and you wouldn't leave me alone that entire summer. This is what happens, in arousal I will always want to do it, but only with you. Besides pleasure, my energy levels are very high."

"Ah, that was what made Robert angrier, right?"

They talked more, and she wouldn't budge, the two Malfoy weren't negotiable. Finally, she agreed to marry him in the Muggle religion where the Magical unions were not valid; sleeping would be shared with the other two, but he would only have sex when they were alone.

They kissed, and he finally moved her away. "No, no, we must stop. Otherwise, you will hate me afterwards."

She wasn't happy. But at this, he set his foot down, not without regret.

When she came back, didn't even greet anyone, first asked to talk to her mom alone. Her mother looked alarmed. "Why alone?"

Lucius' alarm went up, he had noticed his pregnant darling sad since coming from Wilbur. He wanted to know why?

"Why alone?" Lucius asked.

"Yes, why," Draco asked, his arms crossed. "What were you doing?"

"Later, I must talk to Mom first."

"About?" Both Draco and Lucius wanted to know.

"Women's things, you…"

The four Malfoy, since Armand was still around, looked uncomfortable. They all prefer not to talk about any female bodily functions, which both Nanette and Hermione well knew and exploited.

On her way to the terrace she called for Mipsy and Pretzel to bring the babies.

Mipsy started to reprimand her, "Don't even try, one more word and there are ten nannies waiting to take your place. "

Grumbling, she helped to lay the babies next to Hermione and left.

She took her darling son to her breast. She sighed in content, and kissed his forehead. Her mother had let down her guard when Hermione started talking.

"Mom, you loved Unc…"

Her mother wouldn't let her finish. She made a sign they would be heard. She knew Lucius and his curiosity.

"I cast a triple silence charm around us, answer please. Wait, Mom check this out." She was pointing a the streaks of multihued fuzz in the baby's head. Then she looked at both, the same with both.

"No idea. But I see some colored strands on yours, no wait they are gone." They looked at the babies and poof they were gone.

"Who knows the Manor has odd currents of magic." She dismissed it, but a few of the grey birds perched near her, had a odd glow to their eyes. The 'islanders,' were using the birds as one would a cam, and they all laughed at their precious princess' face of puzzlement.

They were playing for their future, and it paid to be watchful. Damn, they missed the babies already and the mom as well. The young wizards were okay if not for Lucius' son, the little traitor. He'd deprived them of their one joy, the children. No that was the mother's fault, but everyone got their comeuppances, sooner or later.

"Yes, I did. Your father shouldn't know. It is complicated and not without worry. Your uncle is only dead in this world, and I have forgotten much about something he is. But for reason not clear, my mind is still connected to his. Wherever he is, he isn't with Robert."

Hermione didn't expect this.

"Apparently Robert no longer wanted to be with him because of your uncle's feelings for me, and their union fell apart. The problem is that he is waiting for me, and told me that I will just not age, or will very slowly; as to why? Who knows. One day, he will 'send' for me. It is so confusing, I still miss him and love him, but… Forgive me, I am rambling. He wants you and Wilbur's union, and I think he knows. I think it´s right."

"Mom, oh Mom, tell him that Wilbur loves him, and I do too.."

"I will."

"I think you are correct, it will all work out. And darling don't tell your Dad, I love him so much. I've been sad thinking that were your uncle alive maybe…no, forget it. I miss him since he's been gone. I am a bad witch. I miss Remus as well, but his heart was taken."

"Yes, perhaps you could had been with both," She set the baby down to hug her mother. She hoped that whoever had caused her family so much grief would not be able to do so any longer. She also hoped for great happiness for all of them, Too bad that she couldn't tell her about Wilbur and the reason she wasn't aging, soon, soon she would know.

Far, far away, Morgana grew restless, the last two she had killed were a mistake.

Sven was already a favorite, just in a few years. Her niece scared her and she could swear they were planning something. She thought they were all gone, but what if she had been wrong? No nothing could be wrong, because if it were, it was time to dissapear.