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

A/n The end of the first part is approaching. The side love stories will be published separately. However, since they are germane to this story, I will partially post them in here.

Lovers and Demons

Calling a meeting—

Remus accompanied Lucius to the Manor and made a Floo call to Arthur. They had decided to call the meeting for early the next day. They wanted to be gone by the weekend, just in case that Rose hadn't been deterred.

"Molly, is Arthur in?" Remus asked.

Molly observed the young wizard. He was looking good, "He isn't here; he is out with the older boys. Come for a cup of tea."

Remus remembered that she wasn't a friend, "No thanks, I am going out with a friend. Please tell him I won't need the book after all. I found my own at the small Muggle store just at the edge of Diagon Alley."

"I will tell him," Molly replied sounding annoyed. She wanted to talk to Remus. He was dressed very fine, like a young Lord and looking well fed and healthy. Something was amidst; she needed to go to Hogwarts and talk to Albus.

Besides, she was getting restless. After so many children, she was afraid that she was losing her charm. Remus turning her invitation down upset her.

Remus had left Arthur a coded message. He would contact them later today if Molly passed the information. He donned a wizard's robe and went to the Ministry. Lucius left a few minutes later.

Lucius went by to purchase Portkeys for Australia for his family. Albeit, they were not going there. He just wanted to make others believe that was their destination. He would pay extra to start the trip from his home, and then they would drive one of his modified cars to the continent.

Remus was able to contact Moody. "Remus, I have some information you might want to hear. Albus has been inquiring if Lucius has made a claim for Harry's guardianship and if he had rights to do so. Imagine his surprise when he found out that Narcissa is next of kin with Andromeda. He overlooked that connection. He has gone to talk to Andy. One of you must contact her."

This was not good news, not at all. Lucius and Narcissa would need to make peace with Andromeda.

"I will tell Lucius. He wants you to meet with us at Malfoy Manor, a late breakfast, at 9:00 sharp." Moody was excited to be invited to eat again, and he couldn't get over that he was working with Lucius Malfoy. But then, he would do whatever necessary to correct all wrongs.

"Will do. Arthur isn't here today. He is on vacation, at home."

"I know, but can you go to his house and let him know? Molly knows something is up." Remus shook his hand and left. He wanted to go back to Elly. He had only been able to kiss her a couple of times since the time they had made love. He was hoping for a second session. It was going to be hard leaving her behind. He still didn't know about Elly's decision.

Granger Manor

It was getting late, and Maddy and Kelly just had one more night at home after tonight. They were both anxious to have some time alone with their wizards, but it was difficult with so many people around. Marguerite knew about young love and had the solution.

"Maddy, Elly, why don't you play some pool, or listen to music at the game room tonight. We, the old folk, will go to bed early; the children can stay in a room together, and Mrs. Jones will watch them."

"I am going to bed early, "Lucius said. He wanted his witch; he needed her since the last days had been very stressful.

Narcissa agreed, "Yes, I am terribly tired as well." She was glad that Lucius wanted to sleep, but she had serious doubts those were his intentions. She loved him, so why all the jealousy? She needed to trust someone.

Grant just wanted time alone with Jeanie, to love her and forget the fear of nearly losing his father today, Jeanie was all for it, she wanted his body covering hers.

Rodolphus knew that Rabastan wanted to be the first with Kelly and wanted to be fair. Fair was hard when all that he could think was about the young witch. Narcissa was now but a young boy and young man's dream, "I am turning in," he said goodnight, not happily.

Kelly asked Rabastan, "Mr. Lestrange, are you also going to bed early?"

He smiled, "Only if you are Miss L'Orc," and he lowered his voice, "I just dislike to go to bed all alone."

"Take one of the dogs, they love company, " she laughed.

Sirius was figuring out how to convince Maddy to skip the games and join him in his room, and then he changed his mind. Maddy wasn't a slag, but his body wanted a good witch wrapped around his body.

Maybe he could get a few good kisses; it was part of what he was planning for the future. He knew that he wanted his own family, but not before settling some outstanding debts.

Rabastan offered Kelly his arm, which she graciously took. He put his free hand above the hand holding on to him and started its maddening massage. He hoped for some time alone. He was dying to find out the taste of the shapely lush lips.

The Pixies Bed Time -

As soon as Grant laid the sleeping pixies, Hermione and Harry, on their beds, they both sat up, rubbing their eyes.

"It is bedtime furry-eyefuls," Grant reminded them, anxious to go to his wife.

Harry looked puzzled, "Is my eye full of fur?"

"No dear, don't be silly, is an 'axpreshion'." Hermione the "all-knowing" explained. "Daddy said we are tired, but we aren't."

Grant had to smile; it was the first time she had said dear since yesterday. Too bad that he was annoyed at the 'not tired.'

"Daddy, me and Arry wants the Pixies for a sleep-over. What if Miss Rose comes back with demons? Do we needs to keep the door closed?" her eyes were troubled. She tapped on Daddy's hand nervously.

Hermione would not budge. Harry had to agree; there was safety in numbers. He nodded his head over and over. He had seen the man with the red eyes looking thru the door. He'd felt his pull, and his now fainting scar burned.

"Darling we are next door and Dobby is right here. The dogs…"

She wailed interrupting him. "No, no, no, the devils 'weef' tails and horns are there, in the dark," she was getting hysterical.

"Do they has tails and horns?" Harry was now super scared.

"Nobody has tails and horns", Grant answered, but he didn't sound convinced. Who really knows. Everything is possible as it seems.

He finally calmed them, and the begging continued.

"Darling be reasonable, they need to stay with their mommies. You'll need to learn…"

She interrupted him, "No, no," her hair started flying, and books fell on the ground.

Harry held her hand, both crying about horns, tails, and whatnot. Harry now joined fully, repeating something about men with red eyes.

Frankie and Evie used their 'popping,' to join their cousins. Grant saw them all of a sudden, and he assumed that they had come thru the door.

He was about to lose it. This day they had wet their underpants several times. They stayed huddled to talk about Miss Rose's mythical powers, and about terrible things coming to get them. It made the young wizards murderous and made him upset. Guy, his father in law was truly considering paying a hit.

And, now it was much of the name, and Evie was the only one who wasn't crying. The demons, devils, red eyes and who knew what else, were coming and watching.

The owls had stayed perched; they wanted to stay off the reach of the dogs. But since their charges' disappearances, both followed their respective master. So, of course, Hera joined her mistress, hooting her sorrow, and the cairns started whining. Grant was losing his patience fast.

Harry stopped crying to say, "I say somefing."

Hermione stopped to listen to Harry who had an idea, "Maybe Healer Pixie can make Miss Rose nice. Dwaco wants to do Pixies to Miss Rose. Maybe we gets her by surprise and touch her?"

Hermione quieted down and listened, yes they could 'pop' and find her. She nodded in agreement.

"Good idea my dear Shadu." She grinned already planning away. She knew Miss Rose's house, near here.

Grant nearly had a heart attack. "Not a good idea, promise that you'll never do that." He could see Rose calling them all kinds of names, having more evidence that she was right. Even worse, having hordes of people wanting healings.

Before they could promise, Remus was at the door. "There you are. How did you the two of you get out the room?"

Grant moved next to Remus and in a soft voice talked to him, keeping an eye on them. Remus did a double when he heard about the Rose's Pixie intervention. Watch them she is a sneaky pup, put a charm on them if they try to leave the house. Moony suggested. Good idea he'd talk to the parents tomorrow.

He whispered again, and Grant agreed. They would talk. Remus picked up his two and left.

"How about a sleep-over tomorrow? Draco is asleep, and Elly misses her babies. All go to bed. I'll read to you until you fall asleep."

Harry like that idea, "What book?"

Hermione chose a thick volume. It took them half an hour before they fell asleep. They left the lights on, maybe, they would sleep thru the night. He kissed them before leaving, "My sweet babies, next one that tries to hurt you, dies." It was not merely a threat, he meant it.

Elly and Remus

Elly was on the way to look for them when she met Remus. He'd picked up Frankie and Evie, and headed for their room. Remus wanted Elly badly and didn't know how to go about it. Since the kids had disappeared and they were found, it was as if their encounters never happened.

Remus had been walking around and wanting to jump the blond witch all day long. He couldn't remember a time before when he had been in such disgraceful state of randiness, for what it seemed every waking second.

They were in her suite; the children had their pajamas on and were asleep before opening the room's door. The couple tucked them into the cots set for them in her receiving room. Elly wasn't letting them out her sight in this house; or, not until they were like twenty or getting married.

Finally, Remus was ready, when a chilling scream froze his blood, it was Frankie, he was sitting on the bed, "The devils are coming."

Remus sat him on his lap, soothing him, humming an old song, trying to calm him down. The nasty woman needs to die before she damages the pups. Moony growled. Remus answered. Yes, you arenright. I'll kill her myself.

Elly knew it already; he was the one. If she didn't before she knew it now. He would die to protect her and any of the children. He was the one for her.

The windows were open, allowing the cool air into the room. The night sky was clear, and the outside lighting filtered through the stained glass windows. She lit a scented candle upon entering the room and turned on her sound system.

Remus stood near of the bed and observed her go through the motions.

"Remus, Remus?" Her voice sounded a mile away.

"Hmm," he answered. He could hardly speak and didn't want to talk, but kissing would be just fine.

"I have a question. Tomorrow, after the meeting, would you like to see my apartment, I need to go by and could use some company." Elly held his hand squeezing it.

Liquid lust heated his veins to boil, his gut clenched, and his cock jumped, "Is that an invitation to see your room as well?" His voice was silky and husky.

She smiled, "Only if we can be very fast."

She tried not to laugh at the way he blushed; he was so shy! She was wondering if he would ever relax. She was wondering how to make the first move, maybe, he needed prodding.

"Elly? Hello, Elly?" Remus was calling her from wherever she had gone to. He had no way to know what was going through her mind, and he worried that he might have said something wrong.

"Excuse me, Remus. Sorry about that. I remembered why I hate to give out my number."

Give out her number? What is she talking about? What numbers? Is she alluding to a secret number?

His confusion only lasted a moment. Ah, the phone number. He loved telephones. They should all have one. He had asked, "May I have one to carry when I go out the house?" He thought that would be handy.

They had laughed, "Maybe, in the future." He still wondered why not.

Her voice filtered again; he had missed part of her conversation. Darn, he was too randy to concentrate or pay attention, and his mind wandered. She was telling him about going to pack. Pack? Where was she going? He paid attention.

"I work for a special group; they will need to find someone fast. I have accepted to join the Malfoy and Grant's family. Frankie was crying after you left to go walking with Sirius. He heard that Draco is going away, and was very, very upset; especially when he found out that they are second cousins." She was standing right by him, still holding his hand.

Remus' heart was loud, booming inside his ears. Moony was howling with joy. He wanted to hear it again; he must be dreaming. But what came out was, "I thought you had said it was impossible, and you would come and visit as often as you could."

He held-on to her hand and could feel her hand trembling.

Human, are you telling our mate not to come? Moony wanted to close the human's mouth and stop him from saying anything else that would make the witch upset.

At once, she tried to pull her hand away; maybe she had assumed too much, Stupid, stupid, stupid, Elly reprimanded herself and answered too fast.

"You don't have to be around me all the time; I know you have a job and tutor the children. I just thought it would be nice—." Her voice was teary; she had jumped the gun and had assumed her feelings were reciprocated. That was her, always drawing the wrong conclusions, and opening herself to be hurt.

Remus realized there was a misunderstanding, and he stopped her in mid-sentence. His lips descended upon hers, and his tongue made love to her mouth. Their kisses erased all the tension away. Her arms went around his neck while he embraced her close to his body.

"Why to wait until tomorrow?" she whispered. "

"You are a very bad wolf." She bit his neck, and his eyes turned gold.

"I know, a very bad hungry wolf," his voice was hungry and thick. Moony demanded he asked for formal marriage.

Moony whispered, Elly is a wolf. Remus smiled, Sure.

Dear boy you know, and I know she is marked. One mate per wolf and she is ours. Please don't mess it up. We need to marry her. Say it! So many wolves will want her, marked or not. A human marriage is even better.

Shut up, or else, Remus softly growled to Moony

A/N Moony is into something, read between the lines. The chapters about the couples are all already written.