Obsidian Venue:
The last few days had passed extremely quickly for Hydrus. He didn't remember most of what happened except that he had a great time. The boy had been spoiled, pleased, and milked relentlessly by his family and members of House Parkinson. But despite the constant attention and adoration he received, it still wasn't enough to fully satisfy him.
It was all because of his newest toys, veela. Hydrus really liked veela blood. It was something Druella and Bellatrix picked up on instantly. Veela blood was sweet and addictive, it also had the same aphrodisiac properties as fairy blood but dialed up to eleven. Hydrus had drunk so much veela blood over the last couple of days that he had gained another transformation.
It was a bat, the size of an eagle and capable of breathing fire as well as sonic based shockwaves. Hydrus wasn't the only one who had gotten a power amp though. Bellatrix had gained access to vampiric grasp, being able to wandlessly move, crush, and levitate objects. But in Hydrus's opinion, Druella had gotten the most dangerous power.
Vampiric Seduction.
Of course, her favorite targets to seduce were Hydrus and Bellatrix. That was how he ended up in this situation. He and his mother were greedily sucking on Druella's nipples, drinking her breast milk. After several days of debauchery, the matriarch intervened for a small break.
What Druella meant as a small break was just having both Bellatrix and Hydrus all to herself for a while.
"That's right, drink up, my children. Mummy's milk is all for you." Druella let out a low moan at their efforts.
"Bellatrix, darling, that dueling match you arranged is happening tonight at the convention center. Did you two still want to go, or do you want to stay home and enjoy your toys?" The grandmother asked, out of breath.
Bellatrix stopped her drinking to answer. "We can go; besides, my baby boy will need some consolation after his team loses." She said with confidence.
"Spoken like someone who probably rigged the fight." Hydrus countered.
Bellatrix gasped in outrage. "Me? Cheating? I would never." She said, looking slightly hurt.
Hydrus gave her a rather sarcastic look, making Bellatrix giggle. "Ok, so maybe I convinced your team to not run a dive composition and that double shield would be better instead."
"Mum, what the hell! Dive is meta right now! And your team runs poke, why would you want double shields?" Hydrus exclaimed in genuine outrage.
"I guess you'll just have to find out later, won't you?" She teased. Their conversation was off as Druella shoved their faces back into her giant breast.
"It's alright my darlings, keep drinking. Besides, everyone knows that the Cerulean Irises are the best team anyway." She said softly.
Hydrus and Bellatrix looked at one another. "Ain't no way. Ain't no fucking way." He said in disbelief, his London city accent thickening just a bit. "I think she's being serious. The Cerulean Irises haven't been good for like forty years now." Bellatrix whispered. A wave of temptation washed over the mother and son as Druella used her seduction powers.
Hydrus and Bellatrix eagerly returned to drinking Druella's milk as she continued to use her powers. Neither of them having the occlumency skills needed to resist her. Thanks to all the fairy, and veela blood Hydrus had consumed, he was extremely sensitive. Druella's seductive powers caused him to let loose a smallish orgasm, splattering his grandmother's body with his cum. She smiled deviously at him as she scooped it up and ate it.
"Much better, just like that. Make mummy feel good and I'll let you two feast on veela blood for the rest of the day." Druella smirked as she felt both of them get aroused, and Hydrus came again.
"Would you like that, darlings? Getting high and fucking like wild animals all day? I bet you two would go to that duel and just fuck in your private booth, wouldn't you, my naughty children?" She taunted.
Druella let out a curse as she orgasmed. She petted the heads of her lovers. Snapping her fingers, Klutzy and Clumsy appeared with four veela, all of whom looked very excited. They had all been subjected to an Eye of God, if their death pleased master Hydrus then they were all too willing.
"Eat up. As much as you want." Druella said. "You're not going to have any?" Hydrus asked, throbbing below the waist in anticipation, his massive erection leaking white gold.
The grandmother smiled and cupped the boy's cheek, greatly enjoying how he leaned into her touch. "One of us has to be sober enough to apparate." She answered. Hydrus smiled at her and kissed her knuckles.
"I love you grandma." He exclaimed happily. Druella grabbed him by the balls and started to fondle them, making him cum again. She licked her lips and smiled an obsessive smile. "I love you more, darling. You and your mother have fun, I'll be back later." She kissed Hydrus deeply and passionately, jerking him for several minutes and making him bust yet again before she left, leaving her children to enjoy their high.
Druella made her way down to the entrance hall and put on a robe hanging on the coat rack. After she dressed, she threw powder into the fireplace and called out 'Bones Estate' and disappeared into a swirling mass of green flame.
Bones Estate:
"Welcome Madame-." The member of House Bones was cut off as Druella backhanded him hard enough to send him flying. She wasn't in the mood for pleasantries, not when she could be at home with her daughter and grandson.
The man slowly got to his feet and pursed his lips, massaging his swollen face. "She's waiting for you in the sitting room." He said tersely. Druella nodded and with a swipe of her claws she ripped his throat out and expertly drank the blood that spewed from the wound, not missing a single drop.
She had a lot of experience catching liquid with her mouth thanks to Hydrus. Making her way to the sitting room, Druella found Amelia in a state of undress, torturing a mudblood girl.
"Lady Bones, you wished to speak with me." Druella said politely, unbothered by the scene. There was a flash of green light and the mudblood died at the feet of its betters.
"Ah, Madame Druella, please have a seat." Amelia gestured to the recliner across from her. The older woman sat and kicked her feet up. Amelia snapped her fingers and two half-filled glasses appeared. One with alcohol and the other a silvery bloody liquid.
"Unicorn blood? At this time of day? Why, Amelia, if I didn't know any better I would assume you're trying to get me drunk." Druella said with a raised eyebrow.
"Just the best for my guest. Also, you're going to need it, because you aren't going to like what I have to say." Amelia said with a half-smile.
"Try me." Druella challenged.
"Last night we detected the magical signature of Sirius Black. So far all of our efforts to track the signature have come up empty handed." Amelia explained tensely.
"Where was it first detected?" Druella asked grimly.
"In the atrium, by the lift." The crimson-haired woman answered. Druella let out a sigh of relief and sipped the glass of unicorn blood, enjoying its savory taste, and the happy bubbly feeling it brought about.
"Then there's nothing to worry about. In fact, this is probably a good thing." Druella said with a small smile.
"How could this possibly be a good thing? IDA is back in the country, and Sirius is an extremely powerful wizard." Amelia stressed.
"The Noctis statue in the atrium has two Eyes of God decorating it." Druella stated. Amelia blinked before realization set in. The evil woman laughed heartily as she understood.
"Not even their precious holy magic can shield them from God's power. This is a fantastic opportunity to gain a mole inside IDA." Amelia said excitedly. "All we have to do is wait for the fool to turn himself in." She continued. Druella nodded in agreement and got to her feet. The older woman drained the glass of unicorn blood and bid Amelia goodbye. Druella practically skipped back to the fireplace, the unicorn blood making her bubbly and excited.
She needed to get back to Hydrus and Bellatrix. She needed to make sure her children and lovers were properly pleasured. Green fire consumed Druella as she flooed back to her home.
Obsidian Venue:
As soon as Druella got home she discarded her robe. She wandered the massive mansion lackadaisically, occasionally happily killing servants she came across, as she looked for her family. Druella bumped into Andromeda and gave her daughter a small sneer. Around the brunette's neck was a collar, claiming her as a pet of her nephew. Hydrus had quite a few pets. Orchid, Narcissa, Andromeda, and the newest addition Apolline Delacour. Hydrus had been a good boy and had impregnated all of them, per Bellatrix's insistence. Even though the boy had grown up an orphan, Hydrus had no intention of caring about or raising any of his soon-to-be children. It was thanks to the psychic suggestions he had been put under after his transformation into Noctis. Neither Druella nor Bellatrix had the space necessary in their heart to give a fuck about any of the bastards Hydrus spawned. She and Bellatrix were looking forward to tossing the babies to the werewolves to be devoured.
"Bitch, why are you not pleasuring your master? My baby boy needs to be worshiped at all times." Druella demanded. Being born into the Black family, Andromeda and Narcissa were the only pets of Hydrus who had been allowed to keep their ability to speak.
"Mistress Bellatrix dismissed us and told us not to disturb her or Master. She's been milking him since you left." Andromeda said obediently. Druella smacked Andromeda to the ground and sat on her face. Like the well-trained bitch she was, Andromeda immediately began licking at her mother's clit. After she had been put into an even more aroused mood, Druella got off her middle child and spun on her heel, disapparating to the master wing.
She followed the sounds and scent of sex to the small sitting room. The room was littered with corpses, and there was blood and semen everywhere. Off in the corner Orchid was happily gnawing on a fresh and bloody femur bone. In the midst of the veela corpses were Bellatrix and Hydrus, fucking away at each like their lives depended on it. Bellatrix's stomach had swelled massively due to the amount Hydrus had pumped into her, making her look nine months pregnant.
Even still, they continued their mindless rut, each doing their best to make the other feel as good as possible. Druella smiled at the sight, and dove into the fray, happy to be back home.
Somewhere Else:
Sirius Black was not having a good time. He had an unrelenting headache after his last attempt at reconnaissance. The IDA operative had been attempting to steal some of the magic water of Thieves Downfall in hopes of studying it to find a way around it. Sirius's efforts had been foiled when he had set off a silent alarm and had aurors show up to investigate. He had left quickly after that, but not before he looked at the new golden statue in the atrium.
Since then, he was feeling very conflicted. He knew what the death eaters were doing was wrong. They were enslaving muggleborns and killing muggles, that was wrong, evil in fact. But at the same time, he was a IDA soldier. The ICW was trying to uproot and displace tons of families all over the world in an effort to stomp out dark magic everywhere. Was he right for serving them? Was it really ok for him to be a part of something that would cause so many innocent people to lose their homes and history and culture?
Would James and the others want this life of vengeance for him? A few hours ago, the answer was clear, but now? Now he didn't know what was right. He threw on his cloak and gathered his equipment and wrote a note to Kingsley. He spun on his heel and left the hideout. He needed answers, and he had a feeling that those answers could be found in those hypnotic galaxy eyes.
Diagon Alley: The church of Noctis
The church was mostly empty due to it being daytime. Sirius lit some candles and sat himself down on one of the prayer mats in front of the large statue of Noctis. He looked deep into the statue's eyes. Unsure of what to do next, Sirius spoke to the statue.
"Hey God, um, sorry to disturb you, but I could really use some advice. You see, my whole life I always thought that muggleborns and muggles were people, just like me. I thought it was horrible the way purebloods treated them. During the war I was convinced I was doing the right thing. But now, I'm back home for the first time in a decade and I see how different things are. Never would I have thought purebloods and werewolves play nice, or see how happy the average person is, or see muggleborns actually happy to be treated the way they are. It's all a bit confusing actually. I don't know what I'm fighting for anymore, and if I'm being honest, I've been tired of fighting for a long time. I just want to do what's right, that's all." Sirius confessed.
He never expected God to answer him. The sparkling galaxy marbles that were the eyes of the statue glowed, filling the whole room with divine light. People started to flood into the church after sensing God's power.
Obsidian Venue:
Hydrus had happily been butt-fucking his grandmother, filling her up with cum, just like she asked him to. Through the intense pleasure he felt his veela-blood induced high wear off. Hydrus couldn't explain it, but he felt like he was needed somewhere else.
"Mum? Grandma? I feel weird." He gasped out as magic rushed through every cell of his body.
"It's alright baby, let it all out." Druella said drunkenly. Consecutive anal-gasms had fried her common sense. Bellatrix, who could feel what Hydrus was feeling at any given moment, used her vampiric grasp to pull Hydrus out of Druella just as his body exploded into a swirling galaxy of spirit particles.
They reformed to form the humanoid figure of Noctis. Bellatrix fell to her knees, bowing before her God, Druella actually crawled over to him and kissed his feet, sucking on his celestial toes.
Noctis placed a gentle kiss on both of their foreheads, reaffirming his blessings. "I am needed somewhere else. Will you accompany me?" He spoke softly. The two women nodded eagerly. With a wave of his hand, Noctis cleaned and clothed them in elegant royal blue robes with glittering gold stars and constellations.
"Conjunction." With a snap of his fingers the God and his acolytes were gone.
Diagon Alley: the church of Noctis
The trio reappeared in an instant before the kneeling crowd of people. "Holy shit. You're actually real. God is actually real." Sirius spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.
The man was immediately wrapped up in thick metal chains courtesy of Bellatrix. "How dare you show your face here you filthy blood-traitor?!" She screeched. She raised her wand again, the torture curse on her lips. Noctis raised his hand, and she immediately halted, falling to her knees and hugging one of his legs.
"I have sensed the confusion within you, and I have heard your confession. You may ask me one question." Noctis said, in his ever-soft voice.
Sirius stared at the godly figure in awe, doing his best to process the situation. Finally, his brain rebooted, and he asked the question that was burning within him. "Why do you want to kill all muggles and muggleborns?"
Noctis snapped his fingers and his throne appeared. He sat down with Bellatrix and Druella hugging his legs and looked down at all the people who had gathered before him before he answered. "Magic is a universal force, I am universal, and every force has its opposite. Life and Death, Time and Space, Magic and Order. Magic is chaos, it is darkness, being able to manipulate reality itself. Magic is the purest form of freedom and self-expression in the entire universe. And there are those who would seek to steal that freedom away from us." Noctis explained.
"Order, the force of control, and the light of obliteration is a threat to all those capable of wielding magic. For true order to exist in a given area, magic cannot. The mundane, and the primitive imposters who seek to destroy us from within are agents of order. Some unknowingly, and others purposefully. If agents of order are successful, magic on this planet ceases to exist. That is why muggles and mudbloods must die. It is not about right versus wrong or good versus evil. It's about us versus them, and I will choose my people each and every time. Does that answer your question?" Noctis continued.
Sirius nodded, too stunned to speak. All this time, he and his friends had been working for the enemy. Working for the erasure of magic. A sick sense of revulsion flooded Sirius as he realized the truth.
"My Lord, please forgive me. I had no idea. I'm sorry." Sirius pleaded. Noctis rose from his throne and floated down to hover above Sirius.
"You've needlessly spilled magic blood and directly aided the enemy, and you have the temerity to ask for forgiveness? Forgiveness must be earned." Noctis said.
"I'll do anything, please let me make this right." The mortal begged. Noctis considered the man for a moment before he spoke. "If you truly wish to be forgiven for the sins you've committed, you must go on a special quest. Bring me Dumbledore's wand, if you do that, I will reward you beyond your wildest dreams." Noctis instructed.
"Yes, my master". Sirius said. Noctis raised his hand and made a gripping motion. Spirit particles coalesced, bonding together tightly into a light green sphere. It gave off a slight breeze.
"This is Zephyr. A wind spirit, he will be your guide and ally. The road ahead of you is long and dangerous, trust in your new partner and you'll be ok. From now on, you shall be known as Sirius Black, The Dark Knight of The Wind." Noctis declared. God bestowed the spirit to his new knight.
Zephyr danced happily around its new partner before it flew into Sirius's chest, right where his heart was. "Speak with the others before you leave, no doubt you have some explaining to do. Now then I grow weary, and I must rest. Conjunction." With a snap of his fingers, God, his wives, and his throne all vanished.
Obsidian Venue:
"Before I sleep, may I ask something of you two?" Noctis asked, sounding genuinely tired. "Anything!" Bellatrix exclaimed. She was actually foaming at the mouth and had been masturbating for quite some time now. "Teach my mortal form runes and arithmancy and focus on his training. I sense a battle on the horizon, and I have been awoken too often to be of much use. There's not enough ambient magic to sustain my form, collaborate with the others and start eliminating muggle cities. Magic will fill the void and I will grow stronger." Noctis said, his voice getting weaker.
"Yes! Of course, darling! Anything for you!" Druella said, a radical look on her face. "Thank you. I love both of you." Noctis said. His celestial skin faded, and he closed his eyes, and Hydrus was fast asleep on his throne. Bellatrix picked up her son, and kissed him over and over again, leaving various love bites in his neck. She passed the boy to Druella who did the same thing. Hydrus stirred sleepily, cuddling into his grandmother. The two women left to put their boy to bed.
Bellatrix and Druella had been so focused on Hydrus, that they failed to notice Andromeda and the blessing Noctis had given her. Or the sick grin that lit up her face as her brainwashing was undone.
Shacklebolt Secret:
Sirius breezed through Shacklebolt Secret, the hiding place he and Kingsley had been using for the past few weeks. Literally breezed as his body had dematerialized into gusts of wind that traveled through the hideaway. He reformed right in front of Kingsley.
"Sirius, where have you-." The man was cut off as Sirius used his new wind magic to steal his breath away. Kingsley went an interesting shade of blue before he collapsed, unconscious.
"Cool beans man! Now that you've taken care of that, let's meet up with the others and see if we can get some help on our super cool, top-secret mission!" A childish voice spoke from within Sirius.
"Zephyr? You can talk?" Sirius asked, confused.
"Of course I can! I wouldn't be a very good guide if I couldn't talk. Now transform him and let's get going!" Zephyr said excitedly.
Sirius pointed his wand at the downed man and focused on the spirit's power within him. "Verto Ventus!" With a flick of his wand the ex-Black did the impossible and transfigured something else into the wind itself. Conjuring a bottle to trap the gust, Sirius went on his way to meet with the minister.
Ministry of Magic:
In hindsight, he should have expected to be attacked as soon as he set foot in the atrium. Hundreds of employees held him at wand point and made Sirius's nerves go haywire. The only thing that prevented a shootout was Zephyr, who radiated with God's power. Sirius was quickly taken to an interrogation room in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement where he came face to face with Amelia, Lucius, and Severus.
"Amelia, you were a death eater?" Sirius asked in surprise. "Inflictus!" The punching jinx came from Severus and blacked Sirius's eye.
"Ow, oh what the hell?! Really? Too immature to let go of the good old days?" Sirius taunted. Severus snarled and spat.
"Be grateful that I don't have the energy to waste to truly make you scream, monster." Ever since the werewolf crisis, Severus had been busy filling large lacrima with dark energy to be used for the Dark Lord's resurrection ritual. The oily man wasn't sure how much was needed, but like the Dark Lord himself, Severus didn't believe in overkill and had filled twenty so far. He planned on doing forty-nine to have seven sets of seven. A highly magical number.
"Whatever, you're just jealous I got a quest from God himself while you're probably doing grunt work. I'm only here talking to you lot because His Majesty ordered it." Sirius said cockily. Since bonding with Zephyr and having his faith restored, the man had returned to a semblance of his old self.
"The mission you've been given is too important to let an imbecile like you do on his own, you're here to be assigned a partner who's competent." Lucius spoke, clearly agitated at the situation.
"You mean a babysitter. Whatever, who's the poor bastard?" Sirius shot back. He was a bit unnerved when Amelia gave a horrible, awful smile. She made a gesture and the door swung open.
The man that stepped through was tall and lanky, with dark hair and dark eyes, and wearing a twisted yellowed smile. "Nice to be working with you, partner." Said Antonin Dolohov. Sirius could only look back with an expression of pure hate as he stared at James Potter's killer.
The four death eaters shared a hearty chuckle at Sirius's misery. The man growled, sounding like an animal. "There's no way in hell I'm working with that son of a bitch." Sirius exclaimed.
" I beg your pardon? My mother was a very nice woman, she only killed on Sunday's." Antonin said, grinning. Sirius snarled, sounding like an angry dog.
SMACK! Amelia backhanded Sirius. "Enough, you'll do as we say, or we'll inform Lord Noctis of your non-compliance. You will tell us everything you know regarding IDA and the ICW and you will work with Dolohov, or I will make you." Amelia said dangerously.
This whole affair was cutting into her vacation time, and she was over it.