Outside the wards:
Severus, Alecto Carrow, and Thorfinn Rowle were currently on the outskirts of Saintsbridge, in Ireland. Located right atop the Dartry Mountains and protected by muggle repelling wards, Saintsbridge was a relatively modern wizarding village founded less than two hundred years ago with a population of roughly four-hundred or so. It was here where Lestrange Lodge could be found, if one knew where to look.
The grand house was hidden between the gaps of two homes, by using a unique application of wizardspace. By folding the spatial gap between the two houses, the volume of that space increased exponentially, which meant a lot of things could go between that small gap before it was filled. Like a massive house and several acres of magically modified land.
"Specialis revelio." Severus cast the spell and the three saw a brief translucent blue wall. He frowned. From what he had learned, there was only a basic concealing ward protecting the spatial gap. That didn't make any sense. Severus had worked with Rodolphus on many occasions and knew the man was a competent wizard. The prophet had to have known that the moment Hydrus reappeared, his loyalty would immediately come under question. So why didn't his home have better protections?
"Rowle, you go first." Thorfinn Rowle, a tall, top heavy blonde man, with menacing dark eyes stepped through the ward perimeter. After a
moment he walked right back out, completely unhindered. "I found this." Alecto called out in her low and husky voice. She handed Severus an old piece of parchment with Rodolphus's hand writing on it.
'To Severus, Alecto, Thorfinn, and Antonin
I know fully well you intend on capturing me and bringing me back to face Lucius for my crime of hiding His Majesty. Unfortunately, your endeavor will be unsuccessful. I will be heading to Gaunt Garden, an island located off the coast of Ibiza where I plan on resurrecting the Dark Lord. As tempted as you are to follow me, I feel I should warn you that IDA has made a deal with the werewolves. I can't see the specifics (Severus I know you know this) but His Majesty is in danger. It is imperative that His Majesty be fed as much magic as possible because if he falls into IDA's hands we're all screwed. Once the situation has been handled, follow my tracks to Gaunt Garden, and bring several lacrima filled with dark magic with you.
—Oracle
"What do we do now? Should we start on filling those lacrima?" Thorfinn asked. Severus held up his hand, quieting him, as he thought. "First thing first, we need to report this to the minister. I'll handle that part. Thorfinn, I want you to search the house and grounds, see if you can find anything useful. Alecto, make contact with Bellatrix and see if can get her to call on the Rosiers, a pureblood family that big should be more than enough for His Excellency." The two nodded and set off to do their assigned tasks. The hooked nose man sighed, as the situation kept getting worse. The Dark Lord had given Severus everything and everyday for the past decade he continuously failed to return the favor. Well, he wouldn't fail this time, he was going to make sure His Excellency was safe. With a turn of his heel, Severus disapparated back to the ministry, the note still in hand.
Before the Birth of Hydrus
Severus returned to headquarters feeling extremely prideful. He had just completed his twentieth mission as a Death Devourer, a high-ranking death eater, flawlessly. It was a relatively simple job; assassinate Lord Macmillan without getting caught. After waiting for the Wizengamot to go on recess he jinxed the lord with a childish 'Stomach Ache' jinx which caused Macmillan to head to the nearest bathroom. A simple avada kedavra later and his mission was a success. Making his way through Gaunt Villa, previously known as Riddle Manor, Severus entered the throne room. Kneeling, he waited to be addressed.
"Ah, Severus, you've returned. Well done, the ministry is already in an uproar. This makes the twentieth mission you've completed since your promotion, correct?" Thomas had phrased it as a question, but Severus knew better than to actually answer. "You've served me well, Severus. And I think you deserve to be rewarded. I'd like to promote you again, this time you'll be a member of the Inner Circle. It'd be nice to have another half-blood, I'm hopelessly outnumbered." The Dark Lord joked. "Of course, I doubt a change in rank would mean much to someone like you. Forgive me but I took the liberty of looking deeply into your background before deciding to promote you so I could properly reward you."
Thomas reached into his pocket and presented Severus with a ring. "This is the Head of House ring for House Prince. Your house if I'm not mistaken." Severus took the ring, his black eyes wide. "My Lord, thank you, I don't know what to say." Thomas just gave him a small, devious smile.
"I've got something else for you." With a wave of his wands Thomas undid an invisibility spell. At his feet was a naked woman bound and gagged in ropes. A woman with fiery red hair and big bottle green eyes.
"Lily!" Thomas shook his head at the death eater's outburst. "I admit, I don't quite understand your fascination with this mudblood. What I do understand however, is the power she has over your heart, Severus. I am a generous master Severus, the House of Prince, and the mudblood can both be yours. All you must do is swear yourself to-"
"I swear! Let magic hear my vow! I swear to be your servant!" He felt a rush of magic as he made his vow. Thomas grinned like a cheshire cat. "Very well, Welcome to the Inner Circle. Enjoy your rewards, you've earned it." He glided out of the room, leaving Severus and Lily alone.
Severus looked at Lily, her eyes were filled with shock, hatred, and a deep sadness. None of that mattered to him though. Severus had begged Lily for forgiveness. Thrown himself to her feet and pleaded for redemption. He realized he had made a mistake and wanted to atone, but Lily had snubbed him at each and every opportunity. Even worse she pranced around with James Potter of all people, the man who had made his life a living hell and had tried to kill him. The death eater stared at his former friend, but his eyes were hard, like charcoal. There was no desperation to rekindle their friendship, no begging for forgiveness. He had warned her that the Dark Lord was unstoppable, that he would be the one to shape wizarding society, and like the mudblood she was, she didn't listen, thinking she knew better.
There was not an ounce of mercy as Severus descended upon her, using one hand to undo his zipper.
Present Day: The Minister's office
Amelia, Lucius, and Severus had reconvened to discuss the note that Alecto had found during their investigation.
"If they're working with IDA then they're the enemy. We should mobilize a few squads and wipe out the major packs. With no numbers that should dissuade them from doing something foolish." Amelia argued. "Did you forget that one of the largest is in the Forbidden Forest? If we attack them there, then there's a chance one could slip away into the school and that's completely unacceptable." Severus counted.
Lucius was quiet for a moment. "Recall Antonin immediately and tell him to bring as much goblin silver as he can, we'll need it. Send the hit wizards and have them set up a vacuum ward. I'll meet with Fenrir to see where his head is. If the negotiations fall through, activate the ward and suffocate the dogs. And I want twenty-four hour security around Black Retreat. If Rodolphus truly saw the Young Master in danger then there's no preventing a fight, but we can at least help mitigate the consequences."
"And what of his claims to know how to resurrect the Dark Lord?" Severus asked. The minister just shrugged. "I'll believe it when I see it. Once we deal with this werewolf crisis, then by all means, deliver the lacrima, but I am unconcerned with the Dark Lord at the moment. I am sworn to the Young Master, just as the rest of us are. The Dark Lord can wait." The three nodded in unison. "Very well, I'll prepare the defenses. Do we have a timeline on when things might come to pass?" Amelia asked. Severus shook his head. "No, we don't. We should move with caution. Too much preemptive action almost always brings about the worst outcome when dealing with fate magic. It's probably best to prepare as best we can and allow the werewolves to make the first move, no matter how much we may wish to do the opposite."
"My question is, how did IDA manage to get in contact? There's no way they could've managed to infiltrate the country without us knowing." Lucius pondered. The blonde man shook his head. "Regardless, I want them monitored. Clearly, we have allowed them too much freedom. The second they step out of line, they suffocate, the whole lot of them."
"Are we finished here? I have a lot of projects that need overseeing." Amelia said, a tad impatient. With a nod of approval from the minister, Amelia and Severus took their leave. Alone in the empty office Lucius sat down with a sigh. "Fuck." He thought to himself. It's not everyday one has to deal with a potential werewolf uprising.
Inside the Atlas Ward: Much earlier today
Bright and early clearly had different meanings to Hydrus and Bellatrix. Waking up at around five in the morning was normal for Hydrus. He yawned sleepily as he rose from slumber. The boy tried to wriggle out of his mother's grasp with little success. "Five more minutes." Bellatrix groaned, not entirely awake. Hydrus was too awake and too excited to finally start learning magic to go back to sleep. He had a devious smile on his face as he thought of a way to get Bellatrix out of bed. Slowly as to not wake her, he once again tried to wiggle out of her tight hold. This time he was successful. Free at last Hydrus began to kiss his way down her body. Kissing and massaging her inner thighs he finally made his way to her nether region.
Pink, puffy, and with a tidily groomed bush, just looking made Hydrus incredibly excited. He gave a tentative, experimental lick at her folds. It was sweet, tasting like butterscotch, and had a faint sweaty taste that he really enjoyed. Hydrus kissed and licked his mother's lower lips fervently, desperate to taste even more of her.
"Hydrus, darling, what are you doing?" Bellatrix sounded out of breath; her voice shaky. From in between her legs Hydrus looked up at her. "I want to make you feel good. Am I doing it right?" It was a rhetorical question, as Hydrus licked and sucked her clit, enjoying the fact he was the one making her feel good for a change.
"Don't stop! Please don't stop! I'm so close–!" She was cut off as Hydrus inserted two of his fingers inside of her, down to the knuckle, and began to furiously finger her. He felt her walls tighten around his fingers as they became coated in her cream, her orgasmic wailing music to his ears. Hydrus didn't stop however, he kept the same pace, and the same movements that had brought her to orgasm. With just his tongue and fingers he had made a mess out of Bellatrix. She started to thrash about from overstimulation but even that didn't deter Hydrus from doing his best to please her. He kept licking and suckling away at her clit until Bellatrix violently grabbed him by the hair and all but threw him off her.
Before he had a chance to recover his arms were pinned above his head as she held both of his wrists together in her grasp. Her expression was wild, and her pupils were slitted like a predator's. She snarled in his face, sounding completely inhuman. Hydrus wasn't scared though, he knew he had nothing to fear, his mother would never hurt him. She bit him roughly, sucking on his neck, effectively marking him. Hydrus enjoyed her rough, wet, kisses and did his best to try and kiss her back. Bellatrix wouldn't let him move however and without warning took the entirety of his dick within her. He let out a gasp at the sudden sensation.
The pace at which Bellatrix bounced on him was furiously fast, almost painful. And there was nothing he could do about it. He couldn't move, he couldn't even take her hypnotic swaying breast into his mouth. The only thing he could do was cum. Over and over again. No matter how many times his balls clenched, and he exploded inside of her, his erection would not fade. His mouth hung open and his eyes started to roll back, he began to white out.
SLAP! Bellatrix had struck him across the face. Not hard enough to hurt or leave a mark, but just enough to prevent him from fading into unconsciousness. The process repeated all over again, with his mother milking him dry and refusing to let him pass out. It was almost seven, nearly two hours later, that her animalistic madness had come to an end, leaving the pair a sweaty, cum-covered mess.
After a pleasurable physical and magical workout, Bellatrix was now fully awake. She glanced down at her son and saw him covered in a mix of bodily fluids and love bites, completely out of it.
"Oops. I didn't mean to lose control like that. This is your fault though, my love. You can't just get me riled up like that out of nowhere." Bellatrix said, somewhat apologetic. Hydrus just let out a low groan and thrust his hips weakly. "More, mummy, please, please. Milk me more." He begged.
Bellatrix twitched slightly, very very tempted to give Hydrus exactly what he wanted. She tried to resist the temptation, telling herself that at the very least they should have breakfast before continuing. Ultimately the temptation won.
She smiled down at her Hydrus and began to ride him again, this time much more gently. Well, more gently than she had previously anyway. She let out a content moan as she felt her son cum inside her once again. Bellatrix was positively addicted to the feeling. Finally, when neither magic or his natural vitality could sustain his hard on any longer, Bellatrix reluctantly got off of him. The two were an absolute mess, a mess she didn't mind cleaning up, using her tongue.
It was still early, but now it was also bright outside. "We're up right on time. Bright and early just like I said." Bellatrix said proudly, as if she had planned the whole thing. Hydrus, not having her enhanced stamina, let out a strange mewling sound, like a kitten that had had too much cream. Bellatrix reached into the drawer of the nightstand on her side and withdrew a large crystal philter, filled with blood. She kept it there as a midnight snack. She unscrewed the top and wafted the sweet scent towards her son. The smell of blood seemed to revive him somewhat. Positioning the boy's head into her lap, she tilted him up a bit and held the philter to his lips. He drank slowly to not choke. After he had downed about half of it Hydrus had gained enough strength to sit up on his own.
He tried offering the rest to his mother, but she only gave him a stern look in return. Knowing he wouldn't change her mind; he finished the rest with a smack of his lips. "So, what did we learn?" Bellatrix said haughtily, with a raised eyebrow. "If I make you cum first thing in the morning, I get breakfast in bed." Hydrus said seriously. She couldn't help but laugh at his response. "I'm glad to see you learn fast. Let's have a proper breakfast, then we can get started."
"Shouldn't we shower and get dressed?" Bellatrix looked at him like he had said something cute. "With the number of times I plan on fucking you today it would just be a waste of time. Now let's go, I've worked up an appetite." Despite her words she at the very least put on a pair of knickers, while Hydrus put on briefs and an undershirt. The duo made their way downstairs to the kitchen where they met Andromeda, Narcissa, and two strangers who were bound and gagged, clearly the food.
Hydrus stared with a blush on his face as he met his aunts for the first time. It was understandable of course. They were both pureblood witches, which meant their beauty was far above average. Andromeda looked remarkably similar to Bellatrix in both height and body type, her assets being a tad bigger, and being deliciously plump. She had long brown hair that was done in a single braid that wrapped around her shoulder, and steel-colored eyes. Narcissa on the other hand was noticeably shorter than her sisters with platinum blonde hair done in an elegant princess style. She had small perky breasts, but wide hips that gave way to a juicy bubble butt.
"Hello! It's nice to meet-" Hydrus didn't get to complete his greeting as Andromeda rushed him. She kissed him deeply, and her hand quickly made its way into his briefs and started to pump his sleeping dick to life. He was taken completely by surprise but feeling good he started to thrust into her hand. Narcissa yanked Andromeda off him by her hair and chastised her. "Andromeda, where are your manners? Assaulting our Master like that, what's wrong with you?" Narcissa knelt before him like a knight before taking his hand.
"My Master, it pleases me to no end to see you again. I am Narcissa and that is Andromeda, we're your aunts by blood and your dedicated servants by choice. Please forgive us for failing in our duty to find you, to protect you, to love you, and to pleasure you." She kissed his knuckles as she continued to kneel before him.
Hydrus gave the both of them a small smile. "You don't have to do all that bowing and calling me master stuff, you're my family. I don't blame anyone for what happened and I'm certain you tried your best, so it's alright." He helped his aunts to their feet and gave the both of them a big hug. While Hydrus was all smiles and hugs, Bellatrix gave the both of them death glares that neither missed. The message being no matter how they felt, Hydrus belonged to her. While Narcissa knew her place as a slave, Andromeda met her gaze with a challenging look of her own. During their years apart she had grown bold.
In their youth, Andromeda had been hopelessly in love with Bellatrix, who never returned her affections. The only time Bellatrix showed Andromeda any sort of attention was when she was using her as a test subject for curses or taking selfish sexual liberties with her body. When Cygnus, their cruel and weak father, tried to sell them off into loveless marriages to grow the Black family fortune, Bellatrix killed him in his sleep. Then she killed her uncle Orion, the head of the family, and sold her aunt Walburga as a slave for good measure. The only surviving member of that generation of Blacks had been their mother, Druella, who Bellatrix had spared more on a whim than anything else. With Sirius disowned, Regulus dead, and their mother having married into the family, there was no one left to claim the head of house position except Bellatrix, the oldest daughter. As head of house Bellatrix kept a short leash on her sisters, canceling their marriage contracts and making them work the family business of buying property, fixing it up, and selling it at a ridiculous price.
Narcissa didn't mind being a slave to Bellatrix, all she wanted was to stay within the high society life that she had been born into. Andromeda on the other hand hated it. Growing up with her magically abusive father, and her complacent mother, Andromeda yearned to be loved and Bellatrix had manipulated and used her. So, when Hydrus was born and she saw her sister truly love and care about another human being for the first time in her life, Andromeda truly considered murdering the boy. To make Bellatrix feel the same pain she did, when her love was taken away from her. Andromeda had been enraged when Bellatrix used her position as head of house to ensure that she would be a slave to her own nephew, completely unable to harm him. So, she had came up with a different plan. She would simply steal Hydrus's affection away from Bellatrix. That had been the plan at least. Andromeda hadn't expected to come to enjoy the sound of the baby's laughter, or how gentle his magic felt, or how he always craved uppies. Little baby Hydrus had shown Andromeda more love and affection than anyone else in her entire life, and because of that she was determined more than ever to have him. Not to hurt Bellatrix, although that would have been a bonus, but to have his affection and gentle, calming magic, all to herself.
When he was confirmed to be captured and later missing, Andromeda had been one of the many who swept the country looking for the boy. Every day for years, she searched with no avail. She had felt his magic in Diagon Alley, and effectively blew her chance then. But now, she had a second chance. Andromeda was going to seduce her nephew and steal him away from his mother at any cost. As Hydrus and Bellatrix feasted on the blood of their victims, Andromeda wrapped herself around her master from behind, stroking his absurdly fat dick, channeling magic into her fingers to heighten his sensitivity before Narcissa once again pulled her off of him. Andromeda whipped around, looking at her youngest sister with murder in her eyes. Narcissa looked back at her slyly and tilted her head in Bellatrix's direction. Having been around her sister all her life Andromeda instantly knew what Narcissa was thinking.
Narcissa enjoyed being a pureblood lady, the masquerade parties, the political influence, the nice houses, and the unfathomable riches. She was missing only one thing to be a proper lady though. A husband. Hydrus was the current heir to both the Black family as well as the Gaunt family, and was magically powerful, even at a young age. To Narcissa, her nephew was the only one worthy enough to be her husband. She would marry her nephew and Andromeda and help repopulate the dwindling Black family. The two sisters shared the exact same secretive smile, both of them on the exact same wavelength.
After having breakfast, Hydrus and Bellatrix moved to the library, leaving Narcissa and Andromeda to clean up.
"We'll begin with charms. Charms are versatile and extremely useful. When casting a charm, you need to think about what you're charming. For the most part charms can be applied to objects, people, and space. Watch me as I demonstrate." Bellatrix took out her wand, enjoying the fact that Hydrus was taking her lesson seriously.
"Lumos!" The tip of her wand lit up in a harsh white light. "Am I charming an object, space, or a person now?" She asked.
"Space. You're charming space." Hydrus answered. "What makes you think that?" Bellatrix challenged. "I'm not glowing and you're not glowing so it can't be a person. If it was an object then the entire wand would glow, not just the tip. So, it has to be space." Hydrus explained his answer logically. His mother gave him a wide smile and a kiss. "Well done. The incantation for the light charm is Lumos as I said. The wand movement doesn't matter. This is different from what you would've learned in school. When spellcasting in general the most important things are the proper incantation, the intention behind the spell, and the magical power necessary to make it work. I want you to try now, don't feel too bad if you don't get it on the first try, learning new magic, even the simple stuff, can be difficult at first." She instructed.
Hydrus took out his blackthorn wand and focused. He concentrated harder than he had ever done in his entire life. Being able to sense his own magic, he poured it into his wand, priming it to unleash a spell. He gave his wand a wave and with a steady voice he incanted "Lumos!"
In hindsight Bellatrix should have anticipated that her love would vastly overpower a simple spell. Hydrus let loose a concussive magical flashbang that blinded and deafened her and sent him flying backwards. Relying on her ability to sense magic, Bellatrix cushioned the floor where Hydrus would land. Her ears stopped ringing and she blinked the spots out her eyes. She and Hydrus looked at each other, both seeming lost for words.
"Well goddamn! What the hell was that!?" Hydrus exclaimed, more surprised than anything else. Bellatrix couldn't help the deep laughter that escaped her.