Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

Notes: This work will be mostly about sexual themes on the darker side, such as domination and manipulation. If you don't like such themes, you shouldn't read them. And lemons, lots and lots of lemons. This story will contain dark themes like killing and rituals.

(Re-edited)

(POV Bella)

"Hulghk! Hulghk! Hulghk!"

As she choked on his cock, Sirius growled, his hands pushing her head into his lap even as he thrust his length forward, right down her throat. She felt his pubes tickling her nose and his balls bouncing against her chin with every last thrust.

If somebody told her years ago that she would be in prison, insane, and sucking her cousin's cock. She would give them a taste of her Crucio. But here, the irony of fate, she had done all three. She was mad and frustrated; she needed this badly. And Sirius was doing just that. If Sirius had done this ages ago, she might have switched sides.

All of a sudden, she remembered she needed to breathe; she broke free from his hold and

"uhuh huh. Bastard, I almost drowned."

"Hahaha, I forgot in all the pleasure. Here let me empty the tub."

She saw how he activated the runes, and the bath was empty; next, he stood up. She saw the piece of meat inside her—glistening with their juices and her saliva.

He spoke again before she could think.

"Well, I believe this is the perfect time to finish the job you started?"

His swelled shaft was within reach of her long, beautiful fingers, which she wrapped around the base of. She then moved her hand slightly, which caused him to grunt a little.

She leaned in and gave it a quick lick along its length as her lips began to tremble slightly. She massaged its head with her mouth and steadily pumped the base with her hands. As she relished the unusual flavor in her mouth, she could feel her excitement rising.

As she felt his hands pressing her head forward, forcing her to go deeper. She braced herself as she seized his thighs for support and thrust her head forward, driving his cock deeper and deeper into her throat. The large piece of meat in her throat prevented her from coughing and gasping for air. When the pressure on her head lessened, she pulled back while coughing and breathing after briefly spasming and smearing his cock with saliva. Her relief was only momentary as the object lodged in her mouth once more.

Again and Again, she felt his cock going in and out of her mouth.

Tears began to form in the corners of her eyes, tracking down her face. In addition, she was drooling a lot, fast dripping down her chin and onto her breasts. She could only cling to Sirius' knees the entire time by grabbing onto them.

Then suddenly, she felt the cock twitching inside her mouth before it released a thick liquid, filling her mouth with a tasty goo. This proved the tipping point for her as she had an orgasm that shot through her whole body, leaving a shuddering and gasping mess behind. She tried to gather all his discharge with her mouth, but she was unprepared for the amount released. She managed to swallow some of it while the rest of it slipped from her swollen lips.

She lost all energy and felt lethargic; she would fall. But a pair of strong arms caught her. Suddenly she was a princess carried out, while she felt a spell hit her face and body. Most likely a cleaning spell, as all the cum and sticky feeling vanished.

She loosened in his powerful arms, unable to move for a minute, resting her head on his shoulder and tracing his chest muscles with her shaking fingers. She hardly noticed when they entered the bedroom after leaving the bathroom.

The last thing she remembered was being given a chaste kiss right before her eyes closed.

*Next DAY*

I started my meal by looking at Sirius eating and humming a tune. A sense of contentment and clarity that I had lost washed over me. Suddenly, Sirius asked,

"Hey, Bella, you're done with the Dark Lord, right?"

I froze at his question. Was he still doubting my loyalty? I guess he was. I used to be pretty fanatical.

"Yes... I... our family is destroyed, Sirius. I want to do my part in rebuilding it."

He stared intensely into my eyes and asked something that made my heart race.

"Did the Dark Lord entrust something to you?"

I slammed my Occlumency shut, as I feared how he knew. I wanted to deny it, but my magic was resisting, as if it knew that the wrong answer would put me in danger. I stared into his eyes and thought about my situation. I knew that answering his question would mean betraying the Dark Lord, but did I still want to remain loyal to him? Even if he came back, I would still be a fugitive. I doubt he could win this time, as the new Sirius had changed and grown into a powerful wizard. I knew it wasn't just a ritual that made him like this. Rituals and spells only take you so far. It takes determination and confidence to become a true Archmage, and Sirius seemed to have both in spades.

Composing myself and cutting ties with my past, I said with determination,

"Yeah, Voldemort left a relic in my care in the Lestrange Vault."

"I will believe in you, Sirius. Please don't betray this trust. Though I still believe mudbloods are polluting our world. That's a topic I'll discuss with you another time."

His whole demeanor changed, and he beamed a blinding smile that made my stomach flutter.

"Well, a trip to Gringotts is in order. Before that, we need to change our outfits."

"Kreacher!"

pop

The Black house elf appeared.

I watched as Sirius made the elf understand what muggle wigs and contacts are. It was both silly and clever. Disguising ourselves with magic would have exposed us once we walked into the lobby of Gringotts, where other customers could see us. So, it wasn't a stupid plan after all.

Still, I was sure that the Black family had artifacts to help disguise even in goblin wards, such as The Thief's Downfall.

In the bustling Diagon Alley, a blond couple could be seen walking towards Gringotts. Many people were giving the man a double look, not just because of his handsome appearance but also because of his clothing and size. He was over 6'3, and his sculpted muscles were easily outlined through his tight shirt. It was rare for a wizard to focus on their physical body or display it with such muggle-like clothing.

(Sirius's POV)

"You could have worn a dress that wouldn't attract so much attention. Look at everyone looking here; it's just a matter of time before someone recognizes us."

I had already set up a silent enchantment around us, so her voice wasn't heard outside.

I looked over at her, she was wearing a sun hat that covered her blonde wig and sunglasses. We looked out of place, and I could see some passersby looking at us with hidden contempt and disdain for breaking tradition or appearing as muggle-borns.

"The safest place is under their attention. To them, we are Death Eaters. Who would think that Death Eaters would dress up in muggle clothing and walk around in plain sight?"

"But still, why did I have to wear muggle clothing? I already feel my magic weakening."

Rolling my eyes at her antics, I gave her a side glare. She pouted before whining.

"I'm allowed to complain, you know."

Seeing this side of her was odd, but I was getting used to it quickly and equally annoyed.

Ignoring her, I focused on the exquisite building. The goblins either had huge egos or were compensating for their loss in wars by spending so much money on their banks. As I walked, I saw a goblin for the first time. The first thought that popped into my mind was Mr. Filius Flitwick's parentage or how his parents mated, the same with Hagrid's parentage. But, I dismissed these thoughts and walked to the free teller, with Bella following me.

The goblin had his head down, looking over a book. He jerked his head towards us and asked in a gruff voice.

"What's the matter, wizard?"

I ignored him for a moment and focused on the silencing enchantment. Feeling it around Bella and me, I poured some magic into it and extended it to include the goblin.

The goblin, being a magically sensitive creature, felt the wave of magic engulfing him and was scared stiff. He was about to set off an alarm, thinking he was about to be attacked.

Quickly diffusing his worries, I said,

"It's just a silent enchantment. You know, sensitive information. I want to meet the Black manager, and the lady here would like to meet the Lestrange manager."

The cautious teller became even more scared as he now knew he was dealing with wanted criminals. I flashed him my head of the house ring, which he stared at for a second before looking at Bella, who flashed him a toothy smile.

Getting off his stool, he walked towards a certain goblin and whispered something to him, then beckoned us to follow him.

Following the goblin, we were seated in a big room.

"Your requested managers will be here shortly."

The goblin we followed addressed us before leaving.

The silence was broken by Bella.

"Well, that was boring. I was hoping we would have to fight a horde of goblins and then fight through Aurors as we escape."

"That would be stupid, as first, we don't have matching wands, so we would be at a disadvantage. Second, goblins won't attack."

I had specifically read the Black family's files and books on goblins, and I was aware of the many loopholes and laws in their policies, including their policy on fugitives.

"If they want to keep the agreement, they won't rat us out. When the Goblin's peace treaty was signed, many lords and family heads included a clause that, even if they were declared fugitives by the council of wizards (the predecessor of Wizengamot), they wouldn't be denied service. The goblins were made to agree because, at that time, many magical practices were being banned, and many people who protested the council's decisions were declared criminals. The clause was added to prevent the council from seizing their money."

As I explained the intricacies of the treaty to her, the door opened, and two goblins walked in.

The Goblin on my side spoke gruffly as they sat adjacent to each other.

"I am Gornuk, and I am the Black account manager. To my left is Bogrod, the manager for the Lestrange vault. The head of house ring may prove your identity, but we need blood to confirm it."

Seeing that they were waiting for our affirmative, I nodded.

Gornuk barked towards the door, and two goblins with bowls and knives entered.

"Cut yourself and let the blood drop into the bowl," he said sharply.

I accepted and picked up the dagger. I made a cut on my hand and held my fist above the bowl, letting the blood drop.

The runes of the bowl glowed, and a piece of parchment in front of Gornuk began to form words.

"This parchment confirms your identity, Lord Black," Gornuk said in a now more polite tone.

Passing me the parchment, I observed it.

Sirius Black

Head of House Black

I nodded at him, watching the parchment. Absentmindedly, I thought about how it reminded me of the Marauder Map that Sirius made with his friends. The map had a way of identifying a person using the school wards, while this parchment used blood as a medium.

While I was transfixed, Bella repeated the process, and after confirming her identity, she was led to the Lestrange vault to retrieve the Horcrux.

As she was led away, I turned my attention back to Gornuk and started discussing the state of the Black finances.

He gave me a sickly grin, which worried me about my future wealth.

Walking into the house, I was filled with rage. The anger overshadowed even the satisfaction of retrieving the final Horcrux I had been seeking. The cause of my fury was the slimy weasel, Malfoy, who had become the proxy of the Black family through Narcissa and Draco. He had his greedy hands on all the Black family's businesses and connections. Lucius was now profiting from contracts that should have been in the Lord Black's control.

My inner thoughts were interrupted by Bella, who snarked, "Well, Grandfather never really liked those French pansies." I turned my head to her and saw a mischievous smile on her face.

I was speechless now because she was grabbing my dick.

"Well, no need for all that angst; we can deal with the French pansy later. All this shopping and excitement has made me pretty horny."

Instead of replying to her, I just picked her up and Apparated in the room.

She was correct; I could take my frustration off her.

*CLap Clap* Clap Clap*

"Fuckkkkk...oh...yes..yes," she moaned and gasped with each thrust. My thighs and balls were bouncy on her bubbly, fat ass. Watching it jiggle and turn red was cathartic.

Swirling her over so that she can face me, I pick her thighs up so that her ass is in the air and slam down rapidly.

"Youur shooo... Ah~~~" I saw how her eyes were just foggy now, and her magic was going haywire. Then her walls just clenched so hard; I almost felt my dick was about to be cut off.

I came hard, filling her up, which made her shudder beneath me.

We just lay there, me on top of her, while my head was on her soft pillows. She lay there and purred. Getting up from her, I was mesmerized by the picture before me. Bite marks on their body and breasts while my seed poured out from her crotch.

Firing a cleaning spell at her, I pulled a cover over her, then went out while grabbing her pouch. Squeezing the pouch, I could feel dark magic from it, which meant the start of the last ritual. Path to power.

Omake

Passing me the parchment, I observe it.

Sirius Black-Slytherin-Ravenclaw-Hufflepuff

The goblin said, "Now you own Hogwarts, and here is a list of your marriage contracts."