Ministry of Magic:

"So, partner, where're headed?" Dolohov asked. The man bounced on the balls of his feet, brimming with murderous enthusiasm. Sirius gave him a disgusted glare. "Yellowstone, America. IDA operatives train in the most extreme and remote locations, like in volcanoes. If we don't find anything there, then it's off to either the secret base under the Pacific Ocean, or the North Pole." Sirius responded blandly. He was not happy to be forced into working with his human partner.

"I can get us there pretty quickly too! Once we're all set, we'll be at Yellowstone in only a couple of days!" Zephyr chimed in.

"Spectacular! We leave bright and early tomorrow morning; see you then partner." Dolohov spun on his heel and disapparated, leaving Sirius alone.

He took deep breaths as he clenched and unclenched his fists in an attempt to calm down. He would not give in to his family madness after so many years of self-control. He wouldn't give Antonin Dolohov that power over him. After he calmed down, Sirius also left to prepare his things.

Obsidian Venue:

Andromeda, Bellatrix and Druella all sat tensely in the master wing sitting room. None of the three women were happy, ever since it had been revealed that Andromeda had been blessed by Noctis, sharing the same one hundred percent magical compatibility with him that the others did.

Andromeda had demanded to be a bigger part of Hydrus's life. To go back to the days of Black Retreat when she could spend quality time with him and teach him. But most importantly, going back to getting fucked every day. Since moving to Obsidian Venue, Andromeda hardly ever got sleep with her nephew and it had left her lonely and needy.

"Absolutely not. You're nothing more than a breeding bitch who's completely unworthy of pleasuring my baby boy. I may allow you to have favorite bitch status over Orchid but nothing more." Bellatrix said, a glare on her face. Druella nodded her agreement, fingering her wand.

Andromeda wasn't intimidated; however, she gave a loopy insane smile as she regarded her family. "There seems to be a misunderstanding. I'm not asking either of you, I'm telling you that I am going to be a bigger part of his life and carve out my place in his heart. Or I can tell him how you invaded his mind and brainwashed him." Andromeda said confidently.

"Selene protego!" A purplish-white barrier shimmered into existence as Druella and Bellatrix both cast terrible curses at the brunette. The Moon Shield absorbed the magic and powered up Andromeda. The moon mistress raised her wand, ready to do battle with her family before they were interrupted.

"What the hell is going on here?!" Hydrus exclaimed. The three women stopped their brief duel as they turned to their lover. "It's nothing to worry about, darling. Go back to bed and let the adults finish talking ok." Druella said gently, a warm smile on her face.

Bellatrix moved to hug her son, but he morphed into mist, escaping her grasp. Hydrus gave them all a sad look.

"I just-. I just want my family to get along and be happy." He said pitifully. It was enough to bring Bellatrix to tears. "I'm sorry my love, I didn't mean to upset you. I love you; mummy loves you Hydrus." She wailed as she hugged her son. Hydrus hugged her back tightly and kissed her cheek. He moved to do the same to Druella before he came to a stop in front of Andromeda.

Andromeda placed her hands on her hips as she looked down at her nephew. "You've been very unpleasant to me young man. Your poor Andromeda needs just as much of your cum as anyone else. From now on, you have to fuck me every day or I'll be very cross with you. Do you understand?" She said, doing her best to appear stern.

Hydrus ducked his head, feeling a bit ashamed. "I'm sorry momma, I didn't mean to ignore you." He apologized. There was a brief moment of silence as Andromeda processed his words. She tackled him to the ground and started kissing him forcefully, shoving her tongue down the boy's throat. Andromeda pulled back long enough to smirk at her family.

Bellatrix flipped her off and Druella had a look on her face that promised a spanking, but neither moved to stop her. Hydrus nuzzled Andromeda, rubbing his cheek against hers before he pulled back.

"Sorry momma, I'll be good for you. I'm just really sleepy right now." Hydrus said sleepily. Andromeda kissed him again before smothering him with her breast. "It's alright Hydrus. Go back to sleep, we'll take good care of you." She picked him up and very reluctantly handed his small frame over to Bellatrix, who snatched her son back with quickness.

Bellatrix fretted for a moment making sure her son was comfortable and asleep before she addressed her sister. "I don't have to like you, I just have to tolerate you, but don't ever forget that he will always choose me first, bitch." She whispered harshly. Andromeda gave her sister and mother an insane grin, saying nothing at all before she skipped off.

"I'm calling Lady Bones; I'm going to ask her to do a personality rewrite on Narcissa. Because clearly, we can't let them continue to have human intelligence." Druella spat hatefully. Bellatrix made a noise of agreement, too busy fondling Hydrus while he slept.

"Darling, let him rest. We still have our orders standing. We need to start planning on how we're going to eliminate muggle cities." Druella said softly.

Bellatrix stopped suckling on Hydrus's cockhead to give her mother an annoyed look. "Just use fiendfyre. Draw a magic circle made using mythril chalk to contain it and voila. Anything else? I'm a bit busy at the moment." Bellatrix snapped testily. She went back to playing with her son's dick, a soft happy smile on her face as she did so.

Druella sighed as she realized her eldest and favorite daughter had no intention of being helpful. They couldn't just set everything ablaze with fiendfyre, that would risk the Statute of Secrecy and give IDA a reason for a full-scale invasion. The destruction had to look like a natural disaster.

Or a terrorist attack.

An idea formed in Druella's mind as she smiled evilly. Why bother wasting time, effort, and magic to wipe out muggles, when she could just manipulate muggles into killing themselves. The matriarch put the idea on the back burner. For now, she needed to make sure her grandson was properly taken care of.

Druella left Bellatrix, who was still molesting her sleeping son, to write a letter to Amelia. She and the others would get the ball rolling. The extinction of muggles was long overdue.

Several days passed before Hydrus woke up again. He stretched and yawned. "Mummy? Grandma? Momma?" He called out. These days he wasn't used to waking up alone. Hydrus got out of bed and gave a soft whistle. Orchid came bounding up to him, her tail wagging excitedly.

"Good doggie." Hydrus petted the wolf-woman's head and scratched behind her ears. "Turn around and spread your ass, I need to cum." He ordered. Orchid did so happily, shaking her ass in anticipation. Hydrus teased her entrance with his fat cockhead, a wave of pleasurable lightning coursing through the both of them.

"You're so wet for me. I'm going to give you a lot of cum so make sure not to spill it. You know how mum gets when it's wasted." Hydrus said, still teasing her. Orchid let out an impatient bark and began grinding on the boy. In one strong thrust, Hydrus buried himself inside his personal breeding bitch and came instantly, flooding Orchids' depths with a large amount of seed.

Hydrus let out a sigh of relief and then began to eagerly pound away at Orchid's cunt, each thrust making him cum.

The two soulmates fucked like rabbits in heat, unable to control themselves. They changed positions, with Orchid on her back as Hydrus continued to pump her full of spunk. They kissed deeply and Orchid wrapped her legs around the boy's waist and used her superior lycanthrope strength to pull him close.

"I love you Hydrus." She spoke softly into his ear. Hydrus, with an extreme force of will, stopped his movement and looked deep into Orchid's eyes. "You're not supposed to be able to talk. You're not supposed to be anything more than a toy for me to use whenever I feel like. How are you talking?" He demanded.

Orchid gave him a wolfish grin, her murky green eyes sparkling with a mix of mirth and deviousness. "Lycanthropes are naturally resistant to psychic magic. It was only a matter of time before my werewolf biology overcame the personality rewrite. And now that I've experienced it, I'm pretty certain I could replicate it."

Orchids' grasp around him tightened to become almost painful. Hydrus quickly tried morphing his body into mist but found he couldn't. Despite his enhanced vampiric stamina, Hydrus was suddenly feeling exhausted.

"What did you do to me?" He asked, going slack in the woman's embrace. Orchid kissed him, enjoying the sweet taste of his flesh before she answered. "I used moon magic while I milked you. It's something me and Andromeda will teach you later. Before you ask, the rest of your family is at Greengrass Ranch. They're discussing plans on how to make muggles kill each other." Orchid explained.

"That's really interesting Orchid, but I'm still your master, so let me go." Hydrus ordered. Orchid laughed, before she kissed him again. She undid her grasp and let Hydrus get up. "Go ahead and tell your mummy, but it won't change anything. They already know and agree that I'll be more useful with my full powers. Why do you think you're here with me instead of with the others?"

Hydrus gulped nervously. Orchid had a very good point. If his mother and the others knew about Orchid having her intelligence back, then he was stressing out over nothing. His dick throbbed, agitated, and Hydrus remembered that he hadn't finished his milking session. He laid back down on top of Orchid, ignoring her smug smirk.

"It doesn't matter if you're back to normal or not. You're still my bitch, so get back to draining my balls." He said with confidence he didn't feel. Orchid gave a sinister chuckle as she once again wrapped her legs around him.

"As you wish, my master." She purred out. The two resumed their breeding, Orchid continuously exclaiming her love for him, and Hydrus doing his best to ignore how ecstatic that made him feel.

"I told you, Hydrus, that your body would always belong to me! Say it, call me mommy like you used to!" She screamed out in ecstasy.

Hydrus wasn't capable of saying much at all at the moment. Regardless of the power dynamic between the two, Hydrus and Orchid were still soulmates. Their magic and bodies were made for one another. He kept pounding away at Orchid, moaning into their shared kiss. With one final, powerful thrust, the two shared their most intense orgasm yet.

Hydrus went slack on top of her as they kissed and enjoyed the afterglow. "Wasn't that so much better than me being a mindless bitch, honey? Let me take care of you Hydrus. Let me teach and milk you everyday. I know you want it, we're made for each other after all." Orchid groaned out, still feeling the aftershocks of Hydrus's efforts.

"I need time to think about it. Also, I need to make sure it's ok with the others." Hydrus said, exhausted. Orchid picked him up and tucked him into bed before cuddling right up next to him. Hydrus felt a sense of warmth and safety at her presence.

"I love you Hydrus." Orchid said softly, placing a kiss on his forehead.

"I love you too, Orchid." Hydrus replied. He drifted off to sleep, his soulmate and guardian watching over him.

Greengrass Ranch:

Bellatrix hardly listened to the inane chatter of the others. Her idea of burning everything to ashes with fiendfyre had been rejected almost immediately. Instead, Lucius and Druella had come up with the idea to poison the muggle's water supply with a potion called Wyvern Breath. It was an addictive stimulant for an average wizard, usually found in magic-made cigarettes and cigars. But for a muggle, it had interesting results. The potion would change a muggle into a rage fueled goon, desperate to keep fueling their addiction.

They were already seeing the results of their efforts. Crime and poverty had skyrocketed in the muggle world and a new gang had risen above it all as the sole supplier of Wyvern Breath.

The Caligo Gang. Controlled from the shadows by various hit wizards under the command of Robert Greengrass. Of course, the Caligo gang wasn't the only wizard-controlled gang. They created their own rivals, the Purple Dragons, and supplied them with Wyvern Breath as well. Now, in addition to the drug epidemic that swept the nation, there was tons of gang warfare.

The prime minister had declared martial law and called in the national guard to help deal with the new gang threat, but corruption ran rampant and it ran deep. With the aid of magic, the national guard quickly fell under gang influence. Muggle UK had isolated itself from the rest of the world until the crisis was dealt with, not allowing anyone in or out.

Little did they know it was the beginning of the end of muggle kind. Bellatrix wandered the massive farmhouse, bored and in a bad mood. It had been days since she had killed anything or fucked her son. If Noctis himself hadn't requested it, then Bellatrix wouldn't have left her son's side, but the others had deemed the task a top priority.

Her separation from Hydrus was only a part of her bad mood, however. Over the last several days she had been forced to reevaluate her feelings toward Andromeda. Since being blessed by Noctis, the woman had received a massive power amp. In addition to that, the blessing had a secondary effect.

In order to make his family get along, Noctis had made them all compatible with each other. The result was that sleeping with her sister felt amazing. It was something that Andromeda had taken advantage of, using every opportunity to pleasure Bellatrix and Druella.

The raven-haired woman scowled. She missed her son. She missed his smile and his big bitch breaking dick. Her head snapped up and a smile came to her face as she felt Hydrus awaken. Her panties became soaked as she felt his pleasure. Bellatrix skipped to the floo, backhanding and torturing members of House Greengrass who got in her way, humming a happy tune as she did so.

"Bellatrix, where are you going? We have to help get this next shipment delivered." Druella called out. Bellatrix waved her off, uncaring of the other woman's words. Bellatrix disappeared in a vortex of green flame, ready to be embraced in her boy's loving arms.

Wyoming, America:

Sirius and Antonin had crossed the Atlantic Ocean in record time thanks to Zephyr. Being able to move as fast as the wind had its perks. But using so much of Zephyr's power had left Sirius drained of his own energy. They still had a ways to go before they reached their destination, and Antonin had made the surprising suggestion that they drive.

It was an excuse for the violent man to carjack and kill a family of four for their Honda C-RV. "That was completely unnecessary!" Sirius shouted at the other man. Antonin yawned and picked at his ear.

"They were just muggles, calm down. Besides, Lord Noctis is going to exterminate all these pests anyway, what's it matter if I have a little fun?" Antonin asked, sounding bored.

You could've just confounded them or use the killing curse. You didn't have to fucking butcher them and leave their heads on the side of the road! We're trying to stay incognito!" Sirius emphasized. Antonin shrugged, unconcerned.

"Dude. I haven't killed anything in days and that is a problem. Why can't you be more aware of my needs, partner?"

Sirius took a deep breath and focused on his occlumency. Suppressing the indignation and anger, Sirius answered in a stoic, monotonous voice. "It's getting late. Pull over and I'll disillusion the car. Get as much sleep as you can because we're leaving as soon as I can use Zephyr again."

Antonin gave him a yellow grin and pulled over. "Invisio." Sirius intoned and the outside and inside of the car became invisible. Dolohov cut the engine and leaned his seat back. "Sweet nightmares partner." He said and closed his eyes. Sirius scoffed and copied the other man's actions. He tapped his telepathic earring and the face in his watch flipped open.

He selected a song that was installed on the device and closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep.

"Hey, Sirius, we're good to go!" Zephyr's voice called out. The man's eyes snapped open and he sat up. Checking his watch showed that it was roughly four in the morning. He turned to shake Dolohov awake but found the other man already getting ready. Sirius's sudden movements had awoken him.

"Drink this, it's a high-level invisibility potion. It'll mute our scent and the noise we make." Dolohov handed Sirius a small phial of clear liquid.

"How long is it good for?" Sirius asked, taking the phial.

"Depends, but I'd say around twenty minutes." Antonin answered. Sirius scowled. "That's not a lot of time. Yellowstone is massive."

"Well suck it up. Lord Noctis gave us a task to be done. Now what's the plan?" Dolohov snapped.

"We need to make it to the archive room. Search for anything related to holy magic, the Order, or Dumbledore." Sirius ordered. Dolohov nodded and downed his potion. Sirius followed suit.

"Zephyr, take us away." The invisible pair were whisked away on a strong gust of wind.

Inside the volcano:

The sweltering heat of magma permeated the air, making it hazy and extremely hard to breathe. "No wonder IDA acts the way it does. How the fuck does anyone manage to live here?" Dolohov groused.

"Save your breath and keep moving. Remember, no magic. IDA has sensors everywhere. If we're caught, it's straight to the lava pits." Sirius said seriously.

"I think it's magma when it's underground." Antonin whispered back. Sirius ignored him in favor of listening to Zephyr's instructions.

"Ok so good news first. I know where the archive room is. Bad news, your invisibility is going to wear off before you get there, and there's quite a few people between us. This mission might be a bust." Zephyr said solemnly.

"Let's move quickly then. We might have to impersonate some of the ops. Thankfully most of them are mindless drones, so just follow my lead." Sirius instructed, following the directions Zephyr indicated. Antonin grunted and followed suit.

The team made their way through the massive volcanic hideout, passing IDA soldiers, and strange rooms and labs as they did so.

"Hey, is it just me, or do they seem to be working on something important?" Antonin asked in a hushed whisper. "You're right." Sirius admitted begrudgingly. "But that's not our focus right now. We need to find out what happened to Dumbledore's wand." Sirius reminded. The two fell silent again as they kept moving.

"Your invisibility is about to run out!" Zephyr warned. Antonin pulled Sirius into the shadows just as their invisibility came undone and members of IDA walked by. Antonin signed and pulled out a goblin silver dagger.

"I don't know what death eater signals are." Sirius whispered harshly. The other man glowered and counted down from three. Once the countdown reached zero the duo rushed out the shadows, Antonin stabbing one guy in the head, and Sirius breaking the other's neck, with a single strike. They caught the bodies before they hit the floor and dragged them back to the shadows.

"Not bad, I didn't think you had the guts." Antonin complimented.

"Shut up. That knife is too damn messy. Someone is going to notice all that blood." Sirius complained, changing into the dark blue and red IDA uniform. "Well then I guess we better move quickly then before we're caught." Antonin snarked.

"Follow me. Do what I do. IDA is very perfectionist, one misstep, literally, will give us away." Sirius emerged from the shadows, folded his hands behind his back, and began to walk, left foot first, his strides perfectly even.

Antonin quickly fell into step, activating his telepathic earring. "Don't look, but there's a squad of goons behind us."

"Keep moving and be as perfect as you can. They won't call to us; it would be unorderly." Sirius thought back. The two kept marching and the squad behind them turned down a different corridor.

They made it to the archive room finally, but the heat was starting to become unbearable, even in enchanted IDA uniforms. "Please state your business at the archive room." A monotone feminine voice spoke. It was the receptionist. Despite her words, she subtly reached for a button under the desk.

"Imperio!" Antonin intoned. The woman fell under the mind control curse. "Dolohov! I said "no magic!" Sirius semi-yelled. Red lights started to flash, and alarms started to blare.

"Look what you've done! Hurry up and get the info we need; I'll hold back IDA." Sirius ordered. "Tonitruous Lancia: Continua!" From Sirius's wand, spears made out of solid lightning shot out towards the encroaching IDA forces at a machine gun like pace.

While Sirius was fighting, Antonin was staring into the woman's eyes, using legilimency to shift through the vast stores of knowledge an IDA receptionist had. He tore through her mind, uncaring of the damage he was doing, searching for anything that related to Dumbledore's wand, the Order, or even Lord Noctis.

"Magikus Extrema: Aegis!" A golden dome appeared around Antonin and Sirius, shimmering and crackling with ambient magic. Sirius dropped to his knees, exhausted after using Extreme Magic. The Aegis shield was the strongest shield known to wizardkind, being the only one in existence capable of blocking the killing curse.

The Aegis had plenty of downsides, however. Unlike the protego series there were no variants, and one couldn't move and cast at the same time. Aegis wasn't indefinite either, lasting only a few seconds, and of course, the huge amount of magic required to cast, as it was an Extreme Spell.

"Ten seconds!" Sirius called out as beams of green light slammed into the golden barrier. Antonin did his best to work faster, looking for something, anything that might be useful. Until he found it.

Project: Phoenix Force

The receptionist didn't know much about the mysterious project, only that its oversight wasn't being conducted here. Retreating from the woman's mind, Antonin quickly killed her.

"Three seconds!" Sirius yelled, as the shield began to crack. "Let's go! Zephyr!" The little spirit enveloped the two in a soft green light and sped them out at the speed of the wind.

"Don't let them escape, activate self-destruct!" An IDA commander shouted. Suddenly, the Yellowstone volcano began to shake violently, sending debris and volcanic ash everywhere.

"Have they lost their motherfucking mind?!" Sirius screamed, his voice echoing in the wind.

"Meteoraga!" The commander yelled. Three large, flaming boulders displaced the traveling wind, forcing the duo to reform into their normal human bodies.

"You won't leave here alive! This world will be cured of chaos!" Avada Kedavra!" Sirius and Antonin were forced to separate as a multitude of killing curses came at them. The ash burned their lungs and eyes, and breathing became almost impossible. If random spell fire didn't kill them, the environment would.

"This place is going to blow! You need to merge with me! That's the only way we'll get out of here!" Zephyr cried out.

"Repeat after me! Spirit Dive!"

"Spirit Dive!" Sirius coughed out, ash filling his lungs. Sirius's whole body began to glow with the light of Zephyr as the two began to become one. Suddenly Sirius's consciousness was everywhere all at once.

He was the soft breeze in an underground cavern. He was the wind between a bird's feathers. He was the guiding wind, showing sailors and questers the way. He was the wind of fortune. He was the last breath of a dying man. He was a raging storm in the ocean, violent and directionless.

He was the wind.

"Focus Black! Get us the fuck out of here!" Came the strangled voice of Antonin, covering them with his own Aegis shield. Was he Sirius or was he Zephyr? It didn't matter, it waved its hand and blew away all the ash in the area.

With another wave of its hand, a mini tornado whisked away Antonin and itself, leaving Yellowstone to erupt.

Alaska:

Antonin and the Wind Knight landed in a random grassy field. Sirius lost his glowing form and his offhand was shredded almost down to the bone. If Antonin didn't do something fast, the other man would bleed to death.

Reaching into his utility belt, he pulled out several potions. Not bothering to use measurements, Antonin poured several vials of Essence of Dittany and Wiggenweld potions on Sirius's mangled arm.

Slowly, the man's skin started to knit itself back together, regenerating from mere scraps. But it wasn't enough. Sirius was still losing blood faster than the potions could heal.

"Motherfucker." Antonin swore. Reaching into his belt again he downed a pepper up potion and felt his magic start to generate at a faster pace than normal.

"Magikus Extrema: Curaga!" A glowing white magic circle appeared from the tip of Antonin's wand as he used an Extreme Spell. Ambient magic danced around him as he cast his spell, before it was contained by the circle, focusing and boosting the healing power.

The bleeding stopped, and Sirius's skin, and muscle tissue regrew at a rapid pace. With shaky hands Antonin canceled the spell and reached for his belt one last time. He took out a blood replenishment potion and forced it down his patient's throat. Sirius's pale face immediately began to regain some of its color.

Confident that the man's life was no longer in danger, Antonin let exhaustion claim him, as the last of his magic left him. Before his eyes closed, Antonin only had one thought.

What was Project Phoenix Force?

The two men were left stranded in the field completely unconscious.

On Rodolphus's stolen yacht:

Rodolphus was currently listening to M-ESPN on the wizarding wireless. He was catching up on the highlights and analytics of a duel that happened a few days ago between the Thunder Dragons and the Archfiends. The Thunder Dragons had more or less dog walked their opponents, ending the match with their famous Rumbling Earth team technique.

The prophet poured himself a drink, and just as he was about to take a sip, the glass disintegrated in his hands. Rodolphus sighed in irritation.

"Took you long enough." He groused. Rodolphus turned to see Severus, Alecto, Thorfinn and someone else that was not Antonin Dolohov.

The mystery man in question was tall with caramel colored skin, straight back cornrows, and bespectacled brown eyes. It was Atticus Avery, the Duke of House Avery. The only parselmouth among them. There was a moment of brief silence before Severus spoke.

"Lestrange. You look like shit."

Rodolphus scoffed. "I could say the same, you've lost weight and not in a healthy way." Severus narrowed his black eyes.

"Why have you not begun preparations for this ritual?" The potions master demanded. Rodolphus gave the man and the others a very sarcastic look. "Are we being serious right now? That island has every magical species of snake on it or in its water or aerospace. Including but not limited to, a hydra, a leviathan, an ibushi, and a motherfucking basilisk." Rodolphus deadpanned.

"This is a fucking suicide mission!" Alecto exploded. She drew her wand and pointed it at Rodolphus. "I say we cut our losses and bring the traitor's head back. It'll be a decent enough consolation prize." She sneered.

Thorfinn raised his hand as if to ask a question. "What, Rowle?" Severus snapped, his eyes never leaving Rodolphus. "What's an ibushi?" The blonde asked dumbly.

"A flying serpent capable of generating wind and lightning." Atticus answered in a textbook like manner.

"Well, we might be fucked." Thorfinn said, pointing to the sky.

As if summoned by their talk of it the squad of death eaters came face to face with the giant flying serpent. It had pure white scales, slitted electric blue eyes, and rows of razor sharp teeth like a shark.

A maelstrom of wind and lightning came together in its mouth as it got ready to unleash a devastating attack.

"God dammit." Severus sighed, before they were all engulfed in an electrified tornado beam.