DISCLAIMER: HP belongs to JKR. The storyline, all new characters, new character development, and new developments are my intellectual property. Glorioux

Jealousy and Dark Deeds

Lucius felt restless, uneasy, he had a bad feeling about his children.

He tried to relax as he walked to see Draco and Millie, he remembered earlier... the blond wolf had turned around for a replay, "Lady Astuss, as I was saying, I rule the House of Ulm. Unions between our families date back to the first days. Thus I was talking to your uncle, my Prince, about our long-standing agreement."

He came closer and grinned, but his smile was no longer civilized, ivory fangs gleamed, and his eyes were less than friendly, "Mr. Malfoy what you can do is to be better informed; it is only a matter of time before you become well acquainted with me. You don't get it, it is pre-ordained. She is the second daughter, so mote it be."

He moved forward at an unnatural speed, clicked his tongue, and before Lucius could do anything took Celeste's hand and kissed it, her palm —not a gentleman's kiss— and in a blink of an eye, he was gone.

Lucius had a bitter taste in his mouth, he suspected that it was a losing battle. On the other hand, the overstated wolf had class. Nevertheless, he still hated the ideas brewing inside his brain. It was a trade in, he would have a long lifetime with the one he had always loved, but he might have to share. Hopefully, he was wrong, but somehow, he doubted it. He looked at Celeste's face, flushed and surprised. No, he didn't doubt it.

Trouble in Paradise

The bride and groom went to the private wings and sat on a terrace overlooking the gardens.

Fenrir was nervous, although the reason escaped him. Desire lulled his senses, but his wolf valued the chase and the wait. Though by now, Plato was ready to pounce.

He was a little concerned that she still didn't know about their third person, or their original selves before they integrated the human form. This night she would learn since he wouldn't be able to hold it back. He just couldn't relax with her.

He sat next to her, both were drinking iced coffee spiked with Belgium chocolate liqueur. His arm wrapped around her shoulders. Plato loved her curls, he liked when Fenrir rolled them around his fingers like springs and let them go. He was planning to wrap her curls around his cock. The idea made his stomach muscles clench.

"I have wished for this since I saw you, nearly three years ago," he confesed, "but I was afraid of rejection. Besides you had your boyfriends, Potter and Krum."

She sighed, "Yes, plus Ron and Cormac for a while last year."

Plato growled, I told you, she is a naughty, bad wolf. Fenrir agreed, after he found her, she was the only one for him, he had not even talked to available females.

"You err, well, did you, ahem, with them?" Fenrir wanted to be careful about his questions.

"Did I have sex? Kinda." She giggled, rather naughtily. Fenrir furrowed his eyebrows at her answer.

As for Plato, he was peeved, Ask her, he urged. She was flaunting her conquests, the nerve.

Fenrir had forgotten about his desire, he sounded unfriendly, and Hermione didn't like his tone, "How kinda, either you did, or you didn't, explain," he demanded.

"Hmm, well, we touched and a little more." Now what? She wasn't liking this line of interrogation.

"More of what, be specific." Fenrir was wondering what was he doing? Why was he behaving like a jealous jerk? All valid concerns, but he still wanted to know. The idea that others had her while he had already found her, wasn't sitting well.

"It is private and in the past." The clever witch ended the nonsense. What was wrong with her groom?

He laughed, sounding somehow forced, "You are right."

Ask, we need to kill him. Plato egged him, not that Fenrir needed any encouragement.

They were at the back of the structure. Before he asked more, he Apparated them into a large room, a suite.

"Here we are in our rooms," no time to show her around; after all the work done by Cecile. First he wanted to know, "So was Potter one of the ones?" He asked casually, already making plans to kill him.

She surprised him with a deep growl. "If it bothers you so much, I will go back home. My father told me that I could still change my mind, whenever and for whatever reason; it is my call."

Fenrir didn't like the threat, "You presume a lot, that is where you are wrong my darling..."

Both heard a deep growl. A giant wolf was coming towards them from the gardens. He recognized the wolf, they both did. The wolf cleared the balcony in one jump.

The king stood in front of them, "As the tradition calls it, I came here to wish you well," he moved towards and placed his hand on Fenrir, "you were no saint. Keep it up, and she won't be yours."

Fenrir nerves were back full blast, he had noticed many covetous eyes fixed on his bride. Many of the elite wanted in right now. Bloody hell, he knew what came next.

"I have a list a mile long, for Seconds, and more than likely, for Thirds, not unheard because her heritage. I was willing to wait for several years, now, well, now I am wondering if a Second is just what you need. Sooner or later, it will happen, this is what happens when you marry a true she-wolf, and an Astuss at that. Astuss and Greyback she-wolves are rare, and now we have six Astuss she-wolves charged with magic."

Sebus and his father had warned him already. It was the chance to unite many houses. "I wasn't exempt if you remember. Her father wants two consorts or more. At first I objected, but now I am willing to go as high as two more. So you decide, and I will make your wish reality."

Fenrir was conflicted, their world could be violent; and in principle he didn't dislike the idea of another wolf to care for her. It was also true that she wolves were scarce, they always had been. Thus when someone like Hermione came along, already known by her magical prowess, without a doubt, she would be wanted by many. He had been approached by several houses, wishing a pup of hers.

He wanted years alone with her, time to have their pups. Time to get to know each other real well.

"As for you, young lady, perhaps, we need to wait a few years." Sebus was not asking.

Great, Sebus was there. Both Hermione and Fenrir wanted to scream. What was up with the wolves?

"I heard them. Lear, maybe this was too fast." He walked towards them, "You had your share," he was looking at Fenrir, "we can still break the bond. What I want for my nieces is their happiness; they are the only left from hundreds of us. And yes, you have zero right to be upset, Lord Romeo."

"How many was your share?" Hermione wasn't sure that she liked it. Her lip was raising.

"Yes, there were err, some, but that was ages ago. Please forgive me my dear, I am selfish." Fenrir felt zero remorse, he had to back track, but first, "Why were you flirting with Rabastan?"

She shrugged her shoulders, "Too much choco besides he likes Adeline."

Even Fenrir had to laugh, they all had a chocolate weakness.

"Let's try again, blessings, and may spring bring new life." Lear turned to leave.

"Spring is in five months." Hermione sounded alarmed.

"Uh uhu, right, pups come in 19 to 21 weeks." Sebus answered, they should have kept that fact to theirselves, Lear and his big mouth.

The well wishers turned back into wolves and left.

"Babies in less than six months?" She nearly ran, but the idea of small children with Fenrir sounded perfect. They would probably be the most spoiled children ever, well, after the Malfoy.

The bride and groom now sat in opposite sides of the room.

"I still think you are a hypocrite." Hermione grumbled.

"I think you are a naughty pup." He did, all that flirting. No wonder that she had all those wolves panting after her. She danced with at least eight of the foolish hopefuls. One time she danced with three at once, he couldn't help it and growled.

"You have no rights, Cecile told me of you having to hide from she-wolves. I have a mind..."

She heard a nasty "Grump," in her head, a human, "Father, not you too, leave us alone."

You are an idiot Plato told him, seconds? Maybe in 20 years, all this is your fault. I don't mind, it could be fun, but I want her alone for a while.

Fenrir agreed, he stood up an kneeled next to Hermione, "I was a jerk, I am scared that you will remember the nasty werewolf I was before. You are so much more I deserve, the best." He was going to lose her.

"Stop it. I have no right to judge you The things that you saw, it must have been awful. I cannot imagine what you felt. My poor dear." She put his head on her lap and scratched behind his ears.

Not for the first time, the memories of all the dead crowded his mind. It happened often, but today she was with him. Whereas her touch healed him, the fear of losing her made him feel insecure. He realized how much easier it was when she was by his side. He breathed her in, and calm and content descended upon him. He loved her, and had for a long time, and she was his now; he was one lucky wolf.

Tom was busy with Jean, everyone was distracted. Millie was up from her short nap. She ran, holding cake on her grubby hand, after the pups, Zip and Zap. They were teasing her. Although, they liked playing, they wouldn't let her come close.

Draco laughed running right behind her. Theo and Ron, assigned to watch over Millie, a couple of the new honor guard, a true mix of the dark and light, were right behind. Theo adored the tiny Malfoy and was glad to see Draco smiling again.

The party was winding down. They all heard the dogs yipping.

Adeline was walking and thinking about the Lestrange wizards. They made her nervous, both were so beautiful. She had wanted a few minutes alone before seeing Rabastan, she bent to pick up a shiny object and all went black.

Soon after that, cloaked guests went into the Floo to the Manor. Exactly two minutes later, the alarms went off.

Tom was above Jean, "I love you my Jeanie," he spoke between shuddered breaths; his mouth took hers. The screams made him stop. they were in one of the small drawing rooms, he dressed them, "Hermione? Let's go and check."

Brutus was howling. Someone used a mean gauging spell, he was recuperating but in bad shape. Theo and Ron were found stunted, tied to a tree.

Greg and Remus mobilized and ordered the Floo access closed at both ends.

Tom looked around, it was madness.

"Millie, Millie," Draco kept repeating her name. He looked shell shocked, he was badly beaten, an arm bleeding. Celeste was crying repeating her daughter's name. Lucius held her to his chest. He was the one who had found Draco.

Tom saw the pups, "Oh no, are they dead?" Zip and Zap were still on the ground.

Several had shifted into wolves, sniffing all over.

"What happened?" Tom asked.

Lucius held Celeste trying to calm her. The blond wolf came, sniffed and licked her, sniffed Lucius and ran outside to look, followed by more like him. A few other blond wolves sat next to her, keeping guard.

Draco tried to answer, he was in shock, tremors ran along his body, and his teeth shattered.

"We were running, when I heard Brutus growling. I sensed danger and picked up Millie and wrapped my arms around her. I reached to pull my wand when a burning spell made me drop it. I heard Ron and Theo's warning." His hand was just healing, still burnt by a nasty curse.

""Give her to us." The two strangers asked me, their faces were covered with Death Eaters' masks."

'"No." I said, holding her tighter. That is when the attack started. I saw one curse the pups so Brutus attacked them. Next thing, I was on the ground."" He looked at Tom.

Greg took over, "Whoever did it, disabled Ron and Theo first, they are with the healer, they're badly burned. Millie is gone, no where to be found. We found Draco bleeding after Brutus dragged his body and howled. Someone took her, and the pups are under a powerful spell, must have been a guest."

Draco shook his head, "Not a guest, I smelled my mother's perfume when I fought them."

"Your mother wasn't invited." Tom didn't trust the young Malfoy.

"She was here, maybe poly-juiced?"

"As who?" Tom insisted .

"We need to check the guests, to find who is missing." Greg left to direct the effort.

Pucey Sr. came forth, "Abigail wasn't herself, she has been acting odd since she went to see Narcissa."

"Why," Remus asked. He held Magnolia, while Pansy held Teddy, they liked each other on sight.

"I am not sure she and another of her friends went to visit Narcissa."

"Which friend?" Remus asked, but Pucey had no idea.

"Where is Adeline? I was meeting her at the garden." Rabastan asked, "Ah, there you are." he walked towards her.

"Darling," he said touching her arm in a caress, "we were looking for..." it wasn't Adeline, it was Celeste, "Pardon, today you look so alike."

The two sisters, Celeste and Adeline their hair up. An old fashioned net covered their heads, part of the antique costume, plus their coloring was similar. The bridal party witches all wore the same period dress, same than Luna and Ginny. The abductors could have mixed the sisters.

"The bitch took them," Tom exploded. "I should have killed her when I went to see her." Jean was quiet

"Greg where were you? Where were the guards assigned to watch my sister?" Tom asked. Jean's sisters were his.

Jean looked beyond upset; Tom held her cold hand, feeling her anguish, made his anger grow. All those around could feel his angry power, many who knew him were trembling.

Sebus explained, "She was being watched; I guessed Adeline discarded her guards probably to meet with Rabastan."

Before Lear changed back, he said, "Let's check the Floo at the Manor, Sebus figure out who comes with me."

"Draco, son, come." Lucius' voice was cold as ice.

Draco's eyes were red, he was unable to move, "She is going to kill my sister, she told me yesterday that she should be dead." He sobbed. "I told her to never say that again. She called me a traitor. How could she? Millie is a baby, a sweet baby, my sister, my little witch."

"What do you know?" Tom pressed

"Nothing, but father, can we talk privately? Is urgent."

Lucius face was hard as stone. "Later, but only for a minute, come with us." He didn't trust his son.

The Floo to the manor, Sebus met them, "They smelled Millie here." He pointed at the blond wolves. Sebus showed them two places.

"Did you order all the manor's perimeter blocked?" Tom's robes billowed around him; Lucius was no better; the wolves looked inhuman, strange beings with bluish skin, long faces, golden eyes; in their anger their real-selves showed. Draco cringed in fear while he cried for Millie, his arm still bleeding.

Sebus reported, "We checked nobody has left in the last half hour; there are cake crumbs all over the fireplace with Floo access, right on the floor, and more just around, "It is strange seemed as six life forces but only four bodies."

Lear panicked, "Wait." He led to look and came back looking upset. Someone had taken a valuable piece. He had been careless. But who could have seen him, nobody was around, he'd looked carefully.

Draco sat and started talking on his own, "Father," everyone listened, "I remember, it was over three years ago; aunt Bella came into my room, but everything is hazy after that. I think we went to get Celeste, they used me, although I not sure how. There is more, I stole Miss Granger's address from the files, that is how Bella found her parents. How was I to know that they meant to..."

Tom roared, he was so very angry, his beloved was raped, and she still had nightmares because of it. With a great presence of mind, he tried to remember that Draco was a young wizard at the time.

"Father, I have done wrong, I allowed Mom to poison my mind until last night. When she wanted to hurt Millie I told her that I was going to tell you. I was going to at the party, but my baby sister wanted to read. She loved the cake, just like we do, a slice of each, I brought her more cake. She loved the stories, just like I did at her age." His look was desolate, "She is only a baby, she must be very scared. She kept screaming, it was awful."

There was something about the stories and the cake, he wished he could remember.

Lear touched his forehead, Draco didn't resist. Lear went back and forwards, many of his memories were hazy, he was under a curse, and he hadn't lied.

What he said next made Lucius blood cold, "I think mother is sick since Aunt Bella died she talks to herself. This strange wizard comes to see her, I think he is disguised."

Draco was in shock. Lear remembered all Fenrir's wrong doings; he was trying not to kill Draco. But all Sebus wanted, was to kill him.

Celeste saw their murderous intentions, Lucius' hands were closed in a tight fist. Celeste made him open his fingers.

The Floo activated, it was Jean and Rodolphus. She went to her sister, and they held each other. Celeste looked at Lear and Sebus, "No more wasting time, let Draco go. He fought them, and he is only guilty of no telling us what was going on. Let's work together."

In their room, Fenrir and Hermione walked to the bed. "No more arguing, this is the happiest and scariest day of my life, I am afraid to do wrong. Let's try it again." Fenrir sat on the bed and patted his side.

At that moment Hermione saw Millie, right in front of her, "Cusin Ermi, I'm fraid." she looked sweaty, her face was dirty and wet with tears.

"Darling where are you?"

"Duno is dark..." the speech was garbled, "kills my brodder...doggies deader...doggies ...too..come..."

It stopped, "Millie, talk to me."

"There," Fenrir showed her, in the mirror they saw Aurora, "Is that you?" They heard her, "Took us... Draco...dead..." and she was gone.

Hermione was angry, "Whoever took Millie dies, bastards."

"I agree, Let's go." Fenrir told her and jumped to the garden, the wolves ran together.

The Missing Pup

At the Manor, Greg stood in front of Tom, "My Lord, McNair is here, he says he must see you, it is urgent, a matter of life and death."

"Why not, but who got him here? He was forbidden to come. Never mind, just bring him in." Tom decided to let him talk because he didn't believe in coincidences. He called Jean to stand by him. He could feel her trembling hand. He kissed her cheek, "You are safe." He whispered.

"Sir, I swear I am here to help," McNair fell on his knees, "Forgive me, Sir. I don't want more deaths, no more. It is time I talk, I was afraid to tell you that Pettigrew enchanted a rat. He had instructions from Bella." He saw Rodolphus, and he cowered.

"Sorry to say, but Pettigrew did whatever she asked from him. You know how she, err, you know...It was staged, he never died. As I understand, he lived inside the walls spying on everyone. He and one of the snatchers, have been helping Bellatrix who lives inside her sister. The Black witches share a body. I was around when they made plans if anything should happen to her."

Lucius heard and made a decision. Time to bring the wedding present. He whispered to Tom who nodded. He sent an owl, the surprise would be there in a few minutes. It was meant for the next day, but today was the right day.

Lear cussed under his breath, he would kill the rat; it had seen him hiding the piece. He needed to talk to Fenrir and ask him a couple questions.

McNair was sweating and extremely pale; he wouldn't raise his eyes for fear to see Jean. After the last years and meeting some Muggles that have been kind to him, he was sorry for many of his actions, but nothing like the shame he felt remembering the rape of his Lord's wife.

"They contacted me two days ago, but I turned them down. Since I lost my magic, a Muggle friend helped me to get here. It takes a while. They want to kill your daughter because her powerful blood will bring Bella back."

"So why take others?"

"They were going to use her family to lure her. There might be more, but that is all I know. They want Miss Riddle."

"Not my daughter, where is she?" He panicked, his blood went cold.

"Daddy, daddy," a wolf turned into his daughter in front of his eyes. His arms went around her. She hugged him and held on to him, laid her head on his chest. Jean was happy to see their love.

"My child, you are well." He kissed her head. Everyone looked down, because nobody wanted to intrude in this private moment. McNair realized the extent of his folly. He could be at both father and daughter's right side, and instead he'd sided with the wrong witch.

"Daddy, Millie was taken. We saw her. They said they Draco might be dead. Wait, where are my dogs, Zip, Zap and Brutus. Where are they?"

a/n any guesses what is Lucius' surprise? Nothing like a little wedding drama. Lol