DISCLAIMER: HP belongs to JKR. The storyline, all new characters, new character development, new developments are my intellectual property. Glorioux
This is the T version of this chapter. There might be an M version of this chapter under Malfoys and their Mates- Original. .
First Marriage Then Courting
Rabastan and Kelly
Everyone had left. As everyone else, they were apprehensive after the incident. It didn't matter that there were no more dangers, and wards had been set over the entire perimeter
Dobby had made sure the fires were fed; just enough to dispense the evening chill from the rooms, outside the night was pleasantly fresh.
The windows were open and the night birds and bugs sang away around the country home. Both loved this, the fresh country air and the relative privacy of being away from the city.
The room was not the size of the central drawing room. This one was cozier; there were two sets of sofas, divans, a piano, and a large area for the children to play, a telly, and great sound equipment. The later was the one thing all the Wizards coveted, they loved the speakers filtering the music, and the ability to control so many songs.
Meanwhile, the two couples left in the smaller drawing room stayed on their own corners, so to speak. They were both aware this was their last chance to talk privately and more than a few words; because come tomorrow, they would be packing, eating a formal dinner, and the time would be naturally limited. Sirius sat by the piano laughing at something Maddy was telling him.
At the other end of the room, standing by the fireplace, Kelly and Rabastan stood.
"Miss L'Orc," Rab started, he had her hand on his, working its magic with his sensuous caresses.
"Please, once again, Kelly, my name is Kelly Marie," her voice was very soft and languid.
"Then, you must call me by my given name, Rabastan. Dolphin called me Rab when I was young, and he still does." He smiled to her with longing in his eyes. "If you would my sweet lady, please call me Rab, it would greatly please me."
Kelly was not an innocent, but Rab felt out her league. She had met many handsome wizards, but none like the Lestrange brothers. Rabastan reminded her of a dark knight.
She wondered for the hundredth time how it would feel to be kissed and made love by him. He had flirted non-stop; her hand and wrist felt oversensitive from his sensual caresses, and from his extended contact.
"May I tempt you with a stroll in the garden? The night is warm and wonderful. I think if you would pick up a light wrap, it would be sufficient," His voice was seductive and full of promise
She quickly accepted his proposal to get her away from the house. Maybe something would happen in the dark. She wished to be more like Maddy, who made her own dates, called the blokes she wanted and was not shy about her needs. But Kelly was also like Maddy, afraid to give their hearts.
Rabastan didn't feel comfortable courting the witch around her parents. His wandless magic was powerful but no match for an angry father-in-law with a muggle weapon..
"Err, we are going for a stroll," Kelly blushed when Sirius asked.
"Maybe you will meet us in the pool room later?" Sirius lifted an eyebrow.
"Yes, maybe, that sounds like a plan." She didn't want to commit.
Sirius had just changed his plans. If the bird didn't know how to play billiards he could teach her some moves. And there was the piano; he knew most birds fell hard for the sensitive musician persona. He was very tired and staying home had gained appeal.
Rabastan was waiting for her just outside the door to the gardens. The two youngest of the five dog pack were already outside, with three of the younger Irish Wolfhounds.
Married?
"Kelly, we need to see Rodolphus. It is important."
She nodded, and they went back into the house.
"Miss L'Orc," Rodolphus bowed.
"Kelly," she smiled.
"Kelly, we have a request. It is unusual, may we see you shoulder blade?" He asked, Rodolphus had already alerted him.
She laughed, "This is a first, is this a joke?"
"No, it is best if we come out and say it. Rab show her." He rolled up his sweater to expose his wrist.
Rabastan repeated the gesture. Kelly gasped at the identical intricate chains of gothic flourishes liking the letters. RKR, it glowed.
"May I?" She moved by then she and touched Rabastan's. The mark moved and both flashed. A current of something passed thru her arm, she felt odd.
"I know we are also surprised. It appeared the first time we saw you. We can tell you more after we see you."
She raised her jumper. Underneath, she had a lacy camisole, they both held their breath. Her smooth creamy back, her slender torso, "So beautiful," they both whispered.
Rab moved the strap trembling. Afraid that they were wrong. Maybe this was a true miracle.
"Mon Dieu," both exclaimed.
They all saw the same. Their initial went up in the air and grew in size. A light chain wrapped around them. And then went came down as quill of light that drew a symbol.
Her back tingled
"You have our house symbol in your shoulder blade. It was not visible until Rab touched your back. The light quill 'drew' in your back. It only happens the first time the grooms see her back." Rodolphus was shaken with the realization.
"You, us," Rabastan was trying to explain, "we are married, more than bonded."
She was speechless.
"Cheri, do you have men, err, friends." Rodolphus asked, he knew the answer.
She blushed, "I never felt anything. I tried, but it never worked out."
Rabastan knew how she felt, it had been the same. The brothers looked and smiled. Rodolphus had a theory, later.
Both went on one knee, "Madame Lestrange, our wife."
The Bride
In France, the older Lestrange sat quietly. Not a day went by that they didn't miss their sons.
Martin saw the quill made of light. The book of Times opened and flew in front of them. The quill made an entry, and a hand made of light, dropped the book on Madame Lestrange's lap.
In the middle of the room they saw their uncles, Tante Mathilde and their children. All looked happy. They didn't have a ghostly appearance but looked somewhat different.
"First, we are not dead, albeit, our bodies here died. You'll learn more later. We are family again. Your sons are well. Little Kelly grew up, and your fears were right. Dolphin was indeed a powerful wizards, he married them by them under the old law. Their children will be special. Danger is approaching. Stay away from the Dark Lord. We'll visit later."
They came closer, "We are not here, consider it an especial Floo call. We love you. Tell Charlotte. "
The three sat frozen, the other six Lestrange just vanished.
They read the entry, right below Rabastan's birth. There was no entry for Rodolphus' marriage to Bellatrix, there never was one. The new entry showed a date 18 years before, their sons' names and their bride's name, Kelly L'Orc.
They held each other daring to hope. Waiting to hear from them. They couldn't stop grinning. They knew this was a secret, and they could wait. Martin stood up, cast a charm to bring up a bottle of Cremant.
They drank to the occasion. Sealed the book in a vault and sat to drink with a lighter heart.
"Let's look at their wedding," Martin brought out the pensive. "Cannot wait for little ones." They knew they would come, but first Bellatrix what to do?
Back in Star Manor, Kelly stood there, she could actually see currents of magic all around them. She was choking with emotion. The idea blew her mind. She belonged to them since she was a tot.
Rodolphus stood up, he took her hand, and with a hand movement, he cut a small slash on her wrist. Rabastan followed and did the same. Next, each cut the other's wrists. There was no pain. Both repeated the same words, drops of blood went up, they formed three arrows made of light which entered hers and their chests.
She was speechless. "Blood Magic?¨
"Oui, but it is to give you our family's protection. To unite us as one. We also have a part of you. Be silent and listen."
She did, "Can you hear me?" Rabastan's voice.
"And me?" The brothers asked.
Her eyes opened, she was astonished. The brothers grinned. "Talk to me, just 'see me' and talk."
She did just that, and thought, "Rab, can you hear me?" He nodded.
"How about me?" She heard Rodolphus voice and giggled.
"Be good and wait your turn."
The three grinned, "Now you can share your mind with us, we only use it when necessary. We keep it a secret. By the way, it only works with you because we are married."
"And now what?" She asked reluctantly.
"Now, we court you. All witches want that. Our marriages are unbreakable, sorry about that." Rabastan didn't sound sorry at all, she noticed that.
"We will marry again, a big ceremony when we go to our home. We will have time. We can wait, ma petite." Rodolphus added, not really meaning the last. He didn't want to wait. Strange, he felt like he was drunk.
"Now let's go for our walk." Rabastan wanted to be with her. And he didn't want to share her, not yet. He also felt light headed.
"Let me, get," Rodolphus saw Rabastan's face, next time, he thought. He grinned, "A book to read. This is great for now. Good night Mrs. Lestrange," he moved next to her, kissed her forehead and caressed her chin, once.
Rabastan and Kelly left the room. Both feeling as if what just happened wasn't real.
Kelly wanted to break the silence.
"You are so formal; I think is rather charming. By the way, didn't you think Mimi's power is awesome, … well, all the children are awesome? That woman Rose, she is so horrible. I wanted to hex her, but it was already bad enough." Kelly started talking right away as she took Rabastan's arm. She felt like a mass of raw nerves and was talking too much.
"Yes, she is rather spectacular. It is important to keep her abilities hidden from the outside world. In the wars to be fought, a power like hers would be sought after by many."
Rabastan could already see the Dark Lord harnessing her powers and the other children for victory. Mimi would heal him over and over again, but his darkness would consume her. If being inside of Rodolphus had been bad— he had to stop that train of thought. She was his family now; thus, the little witch had to be protected at all costs.
It occurred to him, this was part of a bigger plan. Maybe it was. Maybe it all started whenever Kelly had come to visit or even before. Too many coincidences, who knew. All he knew was that his heart was light, and his life had taken a turn for the better.
He tactically changed the conversation to matters closer to his heart. "Kelly, your name is lovely. It suits you. I had not heard of such a name before." He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it with open lips, and allowed his tongue to taste her wrist and her hand. When his tongue touched the healing cut, a jolt went thru him.
The Pixie
The soft skin, its slightly salty flavoring, and fragrance hit his groin like a Bludger; he was instantly aching for her.
He had been twenty when he was sent to Azkaban. His sexual experiences had been limited to heated snogs at Hogwarts, being raped by males or by Bella, and forced to copulate with whores during the revels. She was something of a brand new experience for the former Dark wizard.
Just a few steps from the house, far enough to be behind the first line of trees, his arms went around her, and he bent enough to get to her lips. He was at least a third of a meter (one foot) taller than her. Her arms quickly wrapped around his neck.
His lips were tentative. First, he reveled on the texture of her lips and caressed them with his. When tongue gently pushed between her lips, her tongue engaged his. It was all it took; he explored her mouth, and she did the same.
"Kelly, my pixie," he murmured.
Each kiss made him want to trace the entire length of her body with his mouth. He needed more but not there.
He stopped and pulled her along with him. He wanted to get farther away. The privacy a nearby gazebo offered, beckoned. He tried but couldn't wait to get to the gazebo before Kelly and he began.
They had walked in silence for five minutes; his strong hand around her waist. The gazebo felt miles away and any place was suitable.
A loud whimpering moan escaped her lips, and at once, a large hound knocked Rabastan away from Kelly. It was Guy's youngest male. He put his paws on the wizard's chest, pinned the man down, and growled protectively. The other dogs just sat.
Both Kelly and Rabastan laughed non-stop. It was comic relief, "His name is Scooby after a show I used to watch on the telly."
He nodded without understanding what was the telly.
"Scooby let go, now," Kelly admonished. Scooby looked at her questioningly. The other pooches were looking at Scooby as if he were a daft dog. They had seen it all, and the young dog didn't know about humans and their mating rituals.
Scooby saw her eyes, so, obediently and with a little reluctance, he let go of the offender. Kelly offered her hand to help him up.
Impulsively, Rabastan pulled her down with him. They were exactly behind the trunk of a large elm. They touched and caressed.
In what seemed seconds later, she put a finger on his lips.
He 'heard' her inside his head, "Shhh," she went on alert, all her senses diverted to the perceived danger. And Rabastan was about to see one angry witch, his warrior witch.
They separated in a hurry. Not a good thing, Rabastan thought.
Now, they both heard voices. She didn't recognize them; there were at least two of them. At once, she ordered the dogs, "Ruhe, silence."
She was suddenly very afraid. He grabbed her hand, and reached for his—, merde, he didn't have a wand.
The dogs were growling but had not yet advanced. They were standing around their humans, protecting them. They were all well trained.
"You stay," Kelly ordered the pack of dogs pulling her wand from a shoulder bag.
"Scooby, Prowler, komm jetzt , Ruhe, schnell," She ordered, and they left the pack and followed. She indicated to Rabastan to go to their the left. She knew of a small road that ran just to the side from the larger path. That was the one where the prowlers were walking.
Rabastan was annoyed and angry; he wanted to be with her, and instead, they were after the nasty goons from earlier. They should have been killed. He had learned, early in his life, that some lives were not worth sparing. His fathers had told him that, and he knew it to be the truth.
How was it the woman from earlier today, the old nurse, was allowed to call his Healer Pixie a devil's spawn? If it had been his home, Miss Rose would be history.
She needed to die; he would talk to Rodolphus and Sirius. All of them had agreed; it had to be done. Not killing her was dangerous for everyone. Hmm…., Muggles were different. Or she had to be totally obliviated, one of the two, same with their priest. Nobody, but nobody would hurt the Pixies, besides, he'd die for the Healer Pixie, she had saved his life.
Kelly was thinking this might be a bad idea, how did they come in? They had a night guard. However the property went on for a while, and they could have come from the forest side. She wished one of the Grangers was around because they would know the property better. She also hoped nothing had happened to the guard. He could be a hostage. It was possible since there weren't many guards. Something how to be done with Rose and her crowd.
The voices were getting louder; it was the photographer guy with two young thugs. The thugs were carrying some type of weapon. Kelly recognized the guns, dart guns, large ones, for the big game. They had used them at the reserve, where she had worked during her half-gap year in Africa.
They could kill a dog with the wrong dose. She made a decision. She cast a spell, unknown to Rabastan, and three ropes descended from nowhere, if they had been wizards, the ropes would have been ineffective, providing that the wizards were fast enough; Rabastan thought.
They weren't looking up, and before they knew the ropes had tightened around them. At the same time, Scooby and Prowler had brought them down, jumping on each one of them. She whistled for the other dogs, and they all came barking.
The three men kept looking up to see where the trees were. There were none, they had assumed a net dropped from a tree.
"They are using magic, Rose was telling the truth. She is planning another visit. As soon as we are free, we need to go and find the brats. Take lots of pictures. We will be millionaires with this type of report. I will be calling the editor tonight."
Phillips mouthed unwisely, once he figured out the impossibility of the ropes. It had to be magic. How else would ropes be falling from the sky and wrapping around them? He had found the mother lode.
"No, you won't," Kelly answered in a cold voice.
She cast a version of full body bind, that lasted 20 hours if not released, as well as an old fashion memory charm, taught at her Salem school. The charm totally erased the last day from their minds, replacing with a day of drinking excessively.
Once done, she hanged their bodies from tree resembled trapped bugs ready to be eaten by a spider.
"They will remain there until the morning when someone has the time and comes out to clean out the trash." She said indifferently.
Rabastan was in awe. "You don't play around with your wand, do you?"
"I don't, do you want to know what else I cast? They will find their bodies nut-less, at least until the next full moon." She laughed.
He wasn't sure if one should laugh about castration. She was one feisty petite witch.
His great desire for her was tempered by his body's weakness; he was beat. He still was healing, and the events tonight and today had drained him completely.
Damn, he had forgotten to close his mind to Rodolphus before engaging with Kelly. There was no telling if his brother had chosen to do so. Some strange echoes heard during his time with the witch made him suspicious and angry. Courting was a time alone with his witch. No matter, if they were married, he was courting. And he had warned Dolphus; he wanted time alone with her.
It had been a faux-pas and not fair to the witch. she didn't know yet. She might not like it. If Dolphus had allowed the images flow into his mind, he would have 'joined' them, and he would have lived their encounter.
Maybe he hadn't, after all, Rabastan always closed his mind to his brother when he was with Bella. By choice, that was true.
For a moment he felt better. He'd seen that Rodolphus had looked at her with real interest. He remembered Dolphus' tender kiss and touch, yes Dolphus felt more than like. They would be happy. That thought made him less upset.
At home, he went with her to notify Mr. Jones, who called the front gate. The guard was okay. The nasty trio must have found another way inside the estate. The security agency would be called to examine.
Rabastan made a note to work potent wards for the entire property, first thing tomorrow before they went to the meeting. Maybe Rodolphus and Sirius could help.
He walked her to her room and gave her a short chaste kiss. He knew that a little more than that, tired or not, he would make his way inside her room. And he wanted to take his time. She was worth it. She was his future.
And there was a tomorrow. It was good that he had decided to go slowly. He didn't want to be sick missing her, and if he actually was inside of her just once, he wouldn't be able to let her go.
What could he do when she was gone back to her studies? He would wither and die. He knew the game. It was their make. They had done the ritual only needed consummation to be final.
He wanted to take her on a short trip, maybe to France, to a nice place where they had a bed and were away from angry parents. They would marry again, formally next time. He smiled at that. This was also not uncommon in his family. And besides, he had chosen little Kelly when she was but two or three. He had already waited a 'respectable' time.
Besides, the more he thought, he knew it. It was all connected, fate or whatever, it wasn't a coincidence, it couldn't be.
In this state of mind, he opened the door to the room shared with his brother.
Rodolphus was reclined on top of the bed reading a book with a big grin plastered across his face. He had the appearance of a happy wizard, and this fact alone ruffled Rabastan's feathers.
He put the book down and stared at Rabastan, who in turn gave him a very nasty look.
"Dolphus tell me you didn't. I don't want to hear you did," Rabastan barked.
"So don't ask, and you won't have to hear it. You have chosen fine, it pleases me, Cannot wait to be with her. She is 'our wife,' not only 'your wife,' my young Frère."
Rodolphus smiled and went back to read his book totally ignoring him. Rabastan stood by the bed right next to Rodolphus. He glared at his older brother, who looked at him knowingly.
Rabastan didn't say anything because he couldn't. What a total ass, he was beyond mad; he would never have done that. He slammed the door to the bathroom. Before the door closed, he heard Rodolphus' deep laughter, it was filled with the glee and hope of a young man. He could hear real joy.
Upon hearing his brother, Rabastan was no longer upset; the happiness to hear his brother laughing, so carefree, had made him smile.
Kelly couldn't go to sleep. She wanted to go his room and remembered the brothers slept together. She never wanted to leave this wizard's sight. She brought up the hand that had touched him, to her mouth, and she smelled him on her.
Someone was knocking, Rodolphus knew Rabastan was getting ready for bed. He opened the door.
Kelly stood there. She wore Muggle silk pajamas and a jumper and only socks on her feet.
"Who is it?" Rabastan called.
She entered the room and closed the door. Rodolphus couldn't move, his eyes were wet. He didn't deserve her. Once again, he thought he was dead, and he was in heaven. Rabastan stood by the other door, his heart about to explode.
"I didn't want to sleep alone, it is not right to be alone the day that I found out we are married." She looked expectantly. She grinned when she looked at them and saw the two brothers coming towards her.
The Rat Devils
Meanwhile, Harry was dreaming, in his dream, a rat was looking for him. He was scared of rats, they got in once in the cupboard at the Dursley. He woke up screaming, Grant and Jeanie had just gone to sleep.
When Grant ran in the room he saw a silvery shadow, it spoke to him. "Pettigrew, the rat, is scurrying using the Floo. Keep cats or terriers guarding the Floo. Voldemort sent him to find my son…" He had talked to the dead before, Peter his brother and he, both had the gift.
Apparently, Harry didn't hear. Dobby sat by him twisting his hands
Hermione was up and holding Harry. "Daddy, the rat devils are coming to get Harry. They can see his mark. I tolds you that we wanted the Pixies, we wanted to tricks them."
"Tonight, the pixies sleep with Mommy and Daddy. And no tricking anybody, you must promise," he looked at them. Heaven knew what they were 'planning,' he had enough excitement and worrying for a lifetime. That was when he saw what he had seen earlier. No, it was probably makeup. Tomorrow, he would check tomorrow.
He bent to pick up one of them; Dobby saw him and pointed his finger at both to make them light as a feather. Grant grinned. He held his Pixies close to his chest and walked back to bed with both. Both leaned oh his chest and caressed his cheeks, I love them, so much. He pretended to bite their hands, and remembered, no playing, they would never go to sleep.
Before leaving, Dobby followed him, pointed his finger, doubled the bed size, added a couple of pillows and a couple of decks. Then, he pop to talk to his aunt and came back to stand guard
That night the Floo was guarded by two mousers under a charm. No rat, magic or otherwise, would go past this Floo. Axel went back to the Manor and did the same with the barn Kneazles.
Before they went to sleep, Hermione and Harry observed, "We can all sleep over weef you all the time on the big bed." Jeanie had to drown a giggle, and Grant decided that it was better to be quiet, why give them ideas.
Jeanie 'asked' Grant, and he 'answered' in their usual private way, with his mind, "The rat that betrayed them, the one they are trying to find, is searching for Harry, the Dark wizard sent him." They both agreed, they needed to go away for a while.
Voldemort had been told and had seen the magic pouring out the other children, he wanted them as well, and he would be invincible. He just didn't count on how many protected them or that some of his best knights had defected and would die for them. All was well for now.
A/N Thanks to everyone, enjoy it.