Brief Author Note: The original characters are of my own creation after reading far too much fanfiction over the years. There is a short section involving a mature subject that is clearly marked. Participants are above the age of consent. Skip with no issue if you wish.
brief mention of nudity
#...# = Hermione
*...* = Callen
enjoy another installment of Chaos ensues
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No pov
As dawn broke upon the rolling hills of the Scottish Highlands, the residents of the ancient fortress stirred at the start of another day. Many wondered how the recent events would shape the rest of their days within these hallowed halls, and others wondered what was for breakfast.
As students and staff from all three schools trickled into the great hall to break their fast, there was a brief pause for some as they witnessed the figures standing on the raised basis. A group of young women stood before the teachers' table, some in cloaks and armor, dresses, or casual clothes. One stood out in black cargo pants and an olive tank top with a dark green, almost black leather jacket hanging over one shoulder with a scabbard slung across her shoulders carrying two crossed swords and wearing sunglasses over her eyes despite being indoors.
Many watched the way she moved as she conversed with a woman dressed in an off-the-shoulder dress that had a slit running down one leg as it transitioned from white to gray, then black, and others noticed the circlet that graced her head. It was as though they stood equal above the rest, with the crowned woman lightly holding onto the arm of a third dressed in armor.
Still, there was an almost sign of deference that many had not witnessed in the time they'd known the black and green-clad woman, for to them, Ambassador Drake she may be now had always held a certain defiance to the world at large. Alas, whatever, the conversation was ground to a halt all because of one ginger-haired boy with a lack of apparent self-preservation as he made an ill-advised comment while stuffing his face with sausage. "I wonder if that one in the white and black dress would be a good lay. I'd settle for the scarred lady, though. Or maybe one of the French birds." As Ronald Weasley talked, both Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan slowly inched away from him, attempting to make themselves smaller as they watched the conversation on the basis cease as all the heads of the women present turned and looked right at them, followed by the Ambassador turned and slowly stalking down the aisle towards the oblivious boy.
As she neared, she spoke, "It would be ill-advised, Ronald Weasley, for you to say another word if you wish for your body to be sent home to your mother sans tongue. Such comments against the Queen and in front of her consort usually end unpleasantly. Also, this scarred lady is something you could not handle."
As the Ambassador finished speaking, the noise in the hall hushed until it was utterly silent as the gathered populace watched the boy pale as he dropped his fork and slowly turned around. Stuttering, he tried to come up with a reply, " I….I m-merlin, p-please…" Whatever he was going to say was cut off as the two mischief makers of Hogwarts appeared, each grabbing an arm. " We'll handle this one for ya," " he might have a few screws loose," "always speaks before he thinks we'll tell ya" The back and forth was halted by a raised hand as the Ambassador shook her head in exasperation " Fred, George just get him out of here and please remind him that it is unwise to make such comments in the presence of those with enhanced hearing especially when it's about their mates" she forked a thumb over her shoulder towards the dress and armor-clad couple.
"The last time someone made a pass at one of them, I had to pry her Grace off the girl for daring to put her hand on the Commander's arm. I don't want to deal with the paperwork, and I've had one too many howlers from your mother for refusing to date her children. I don't want a migraine." they mock saluted and started to drag their near-frozen brother from the room.
As she walked back to the collective group, she called over her shoulder, "Oh, by the way, tell Wren and Niffler that they each owe me 50 and it better be US currency." The crowd watched in disbelief as the pranksters laughed while dragging the dumbfounded boy away. Then they turned their gazes to the basis as they watched an almost imperceptible shake of the woman's shoulder as though she was laughing silently.
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Drake pov
Sometimes I wonder how young teenagers are still alive when they comment like that around mated couples, territorial the lot of them. Clearing my throat as I reached the basis, the last of my silent mirth faded while I turned to the gathered crowd, briefly looking at my sworn sister and receiving a nod to continue. Dipping my head slightly in acknowledgment of our ranks, I addressed the room, "Apologies for the interruption to your meals, but a few things need to be addressed. First, a reminder to some and advice to others: mated couples are protective of their partners, and it is unwise to make such comments in their presence. Especially if they feel it's warranted to teach the commenter a lesson. Alternatively, if such an incident occurs, it will be investigated, and if either party is found in the wrong, it will be handled accordingly, regardless of rank and status. This isn't an end all be all, no consequences type of situation where people's free speech is impeded upon… just please be respectful." I briefly stopped seeing the wariness leave the students as a few nodded subtly.
Unconsciously touching the scar that graced my throat, swallowing as I continued, " With that caution out of the way, it is my honor to introduce her Royal Highness Queen Jade Morte and her Consort Commander Leska Thorn-Morte rulers of the Abyss and the Throne of Ash and Bone. Luckily for y'all, they're mostly just here to make sure my six-month disappearing act didn't start an apocalypse." Seeing the tension ease, I ignored the glare being directed at my head as I added "again" with a straight face, watching as the slight chuckle in the crowd halted.
Heads whipped in my direction in shock. " Oof, tough crowd, regardless, that's a story for another time. The tournament is temporarily halted as plans and safety measures are being given a once-over to ensure the safety of competitors and spectators alike. The ICW and Nation Healers will be here before lunch to provide physicals for all present in light of a recent attempt to lure students away during the World Cup. Please be respectful and know that your parents, regardless of origin, will be informed of this. At no point in this process will anyone's rights be violated. Students and faculty will receive this check-up per ICW mandate and meet with the healers in randomized groups. In light of this afternoon, classes will be canceled, and study sessions will be held here for those who need extra help or have questions." There was a murmur of acceptance in the crowd as a hand raised from Gryffindor's table, "Yes, miss?" "Granger, ma'am, Hermione Granger," the young woman replied.
Focusing in her direction, I waited a second for my eyes to adjust behind my glasses as I looked at the curly-haired girl, seeing a slightly darker color upon her hands from the ink. Sometimes, I hated viewing the world in grayscale. " Miss Granger, did you have a question?" I smiled slightly, tilting my head to help ease her nerves. " Ambassador, what incident occurred during the World Cup that we do not know about? And what do you mean by regardless of 'origin' when it comes to informing parents?" Granger seemed to be holding her breath as she tilted her head defiantly as if almost imperceptible.
My aura didn't affect her like the others. Tapping the lectern minutely, I considered how to detail the events of that night, "We'll Miss Granger to answer your inquiry about the incident. While the chaos was occurring with the drunken fools at the campgrounds further in the forest, there was a hidden black market smuggling ground using the cup to buy and sell merchandise, including animals and supernatural beings. A sting operation was conducted to dismantle this group. After there was a tip, the traders were concealing a signatory. This is against ancient law, seeing as when a person signs one of these contracts, exchanging their life for the lives of their homeland. The person must be handed over to my office in this day and age. Seeing as I handle limbo cases on top of my other duties. It's how we found out about jr being alive consequently. One of the reapers sensed an unclaimed soul, leading us to witness him casting the dark mark." I paused once more, waiting as she absorbed that information.
Raising my eyebrow above my glasses, I saw her nod before I continued, "Regarding your second question, simply put, the supernatural and mundane worlds tend to blur in certain places, and the outcome tends to be those born different from the rest. Muggleborn, Damphir, Fallen, etc. I tend not to assume a person's origin, seeing as there's a mixed group present. As far as I can tell, y'all are wand wavers, humans, bleed red, and none of you will start sprouting tentacles and bellowing. Tho, if you do, I'm going to be having words with Cthulhu. Anything else?" The hall seemed to consider that comment as Granger paused before speaking again: " I suppose the last question I have for right now might be an insensitive one…but why the shades?" She seemed to gulp as I tilted my head down to make eye contact with her over the rim of said shades, face blank before I smirked. " I prefer the single life Granger and am technically blind, so the shades help ensure my eyes won't be irritated by light. I would make a petrification joke, but it seems too soon."
We held eye contact briefly in a staredown, which I used to my advantage * you know, it's not often someone so young dares to look me in the eye. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're challenging me*
she blinked briefly, startled before she thought back # Your a legilimens; stop reading my mind#
*I'm technically a mind reader, and only surface thoughts that you project at me, child, of time*
she startled slightly # child of time? What does that mean? How…#
* how do I know that you've time-traveled? Simply put, the residual effect of sand is still present in your aura. How did this occur? I will want an explanation later. But for now, when you see the healer, ask for an age, residual, and heritage test to be done. It might help you find answers.*
Narrowing her eyes to slits # How would that tell me anything? #
* It could tell you if you come from a squib line or if Lady Magic blesses your new blood. Just do it and let me know what you want the letter home to your parents to entail or if you want an in-person meeting with them afterward* with that, I cut the connection and checked to make sure no one had noticed the slight delay that resulted in the conversation.
Finding the general populace none the wiser, I scanned the hall, spotting a few souls that were different from the rest. Knowing that we'd need to keep an eye on them. " Now, I won't keep you much longer. A list of additional services will be listed in the infirmary. If you want to utilize one of these options, let your healer know, and they will gladly assist you. Also, if you prefer a healer of the same gender, ask. Thank you for your time." With that, I looked at Jade, wondering how we ended up here before I turned to face the school heads. "Please know that I will be requesting a meeting with the staff and the board before the end of the day tomorrow. Once those involved with planning the tournament are cleared by the healers and the ministry sends their replacement representatives, we'll resume the overview and finalize the events. Good day to you all."
Nodding my head briefly, I left them stunned, turning to the assembled entourage and raising an eyebrow. "Well, go eat and get ready. It's going to be a long day." As they all gave signs of acknowledgment, I turned once more to look at my sworn sister and her consort.
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Jade pov
Watching the crowd return to their breakfast, a few who lowered their eyes in difference or subtly bared their necks showed who followed the old ways and remembered particularly the Slytherin and a few Beauxbaton students. Facing Callen, I wondered if being here brought back memories or made her regret leaving it all behind to save my life and wage war on my behalf. Feeling Leska place her other hand over mine, resting upon her forearm, I knew that no matter what, I would never regret my actions to keep them both by my side. Gazing into her eyes and seeing her devotion, I knew I'd made the right choice if only Cal would forgive me if she found out.
Facing my Ambassador, I raised my chin and watched hers move downward as the Invicta acknowledged my claim…good. "Shall we then, seeing as you still owe me that explanation ο πρωταθλητής μου?" Her primal surfaced in her eyes behind those shades I loathe, and then it was gone as she nodded her head and gestured towards the doors, waiting for us to step forward as she fell in a step behind on my left side.
She led by leaving the hall, showing us to her temporary quarters, and opening the door. As it closed behind us, Leska led me over to a settee near the fire and perched on the arm while our troublemaker stood before us, fighting with herself before she spoke, "Ya know how I feel about you doing that," her voice a strained rasp as she started to shake " doing what?" I asked innocently. "Attempting to mess with my head," was the strained reply before I raised my hand and slowly lowered it, watching captivated as the Invicta unwillingly kneeled before me.
"I wouldn't be doing this if you hadn't disobeyed me these last few months. I told you not to go after her and that I was handling it. But no, you had to do it yourself. I promised you that I'd get the contracts from her to set you free, and you went against me. So now you're going to apologize, and when you've earned my forgiveness, you will tell me what happened so that we can move forward… understood?" I watched, emphasizing the last word, my primal surfacing in its full glory as I stared the defiant girl down.
Watching as she shook her head, desperate to regain control and unable to do so in her weakened state, she took off her sunglasses. She set them aside before she inched forward upon her knees and leaned forward, resting her head on my lap in compliance as the inner war left her. Placing my hand on her head, I threaded my fingers through her hair, noticing that the top was longer than the last time we saw each other, and looked up at the woman who gave me eternal happiness with every breath.
Our eyes met as we thought of how to address this rare anomaly in my champion, who was spiraling with exhaustion and hunger caused by her curse. Six months was too long to go without feeding, apparent due to the darkening and prominence of her veins and her eyes that cycled from Amber to Cerulean as she fought the growing need. Such were the woes of a woman who carried the genes of so many powerful beings, from gods to creatures of the night. Her original vampire and succubus clearly fight above the rest, leaving us few choices in helping the stubborn girl.
Seeing the love and understanding in my mates' eyes, I knew that what happened next wouldn't affect us as it had in the early days and that she had made peace with this unconventional method that my sworn sister and I had started in the early days of the war when her curse activated at the breaking one of her seals for saving my life instead of going through with the assassination as ordered.
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Skip this if not, be warned...smut...
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Leska and Jade nodded in agreeance before they turned and looked down upon the restless form, kneeling at their feet, watching in barely disguised hunger as they let their inhibitions fall away along with their glamours, revealing their marks and more supernatural traits. Jade curled her fingers and yanked back, bringing the eyes of their prey to hers before she uttered three words, "Service your queen," in a husked voice watching as the eyes before she glowed and shifted her dress to reveal her slit as she vanished her underwear. With a flicker of uncertainty below the fog, Callen leaned forward, following the guiding hand, and started to tentatively lick the queen's slit, slowly speeding up with each murmur of ecstasy.
Seeing this, the Commander banished her armor and kissed her queen deeply, one hand cupping her cheek while the other joined hers, guiding the head below them forward with more pressure. As the Queen grew closer to completion, the champion gently added two fingers, then another, pumping in and out as her tongue increased its intensity upon the clit before her. Consumed in a battle of wills with their tongues, the Commander jerked in surprise as a tail slowly wrapped around her hardening length and started to stroke, alternating speed and friction, driving her slowly insane. She grabbed a horn of the daughter of Nox and Lilith as they appeared, urging her to continue before grabbing her love's tits and lowering her dress from her shoulders, lowered her head to take a nipple into her mouth, rolling and sucking as she locked and silenced the room before grabbing the other breast and simultaneously pinching and biting both nipples.
The Queen screamed out her completion, riding out the waves of euphoria, bucking her hips into the mouth before her as she nearly crushed her head with quaking thighs. The Commander following not long after as the tail's diamond end had seemingly opened at the tip and enveloped her engorged length sucking and reaching the base again and again as she lost control and spilled her seed, wishing it was in another orifice. Coming down from their collective highs, they both looked into the glowing eyes of the woman below them before glancing at each other.
The Queen stood, heading for the bed, and with a gesture, the Commander grabbed the champion, tossing her over her shoulder before bringing her before the regal woman. Then, the commander proceeded to strip the dazed warrior of her clothes, revealing the toned, scarred skin that glowed slightly, radiating a hidden power just beneath the surface.
With the last stitch of clothing gone, the three looked at each other before the Queen spoke, "Enough waiting. You will service your rulers until I tell you to stop." Seeing the Cerulean color altogether eclipse Callen's eyes, she pounced, devouring Jade's lips and running her hands up and down her form in reverence as the last wisps of control disappeared. She started to feed upon her taking her chi from the mighty woman before turning and doing the same to Leska, bringing her closer and guiding her length through her slit before positioning her and taking it to the hilt with a groan. The three continued alternating positions until their inner beasts were sated.
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Continue reading if you skipped the last section.
The three sprawled across the bed underneath the covers, attempting to catch their breath. Callen regained control of her primal that had been slowly spiraling since the start of the morning, held back by her unwavering control. She turned her head from where she lay in the middle to the two women wrapped around her and couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her lips. The walls that she held around herself disappeared in the presence of the people she had come to trust with her life and death, as was the nature of a half-life. A hand reached over and tapped her cheek while the heads on her chest and abdomen shifted.
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Leska pov
I couldn't help but groan as my senses came back to normal because of this little shit chuckling as her 5'9" frame shook in an attempt to control her mirth. It'd been some time since I'd born witness to her carefree side, so much of the former assassin turned guardian then recently Ambassador hid beneath the mask of stone was a sarcastic, prankster, carefree young woman who was attempting to salvage her life after so much chaos.
Turning slightly, I began to trace the scars and marks scattered across her olive-tanned skin while Jade curled closer, one hand on my bicep and the other lightly tapping Callens's cheek. "What's so funny now, hmm? You usually aren't this giddy after sex?" She said in exasperation, which was valid considering the first few times after we discovered this particular loophole in her curse, Callen would shut down and refuse to look at us, ashamed of her own failure to fight the urges.
"Nothin' much, just Divina complaining that I hadn't shut the bond fast enough, and we finally agreed on y'all's call signs." The joy was gone from her voice as she stilled beneath us, waiting for our reactions to the resident 'reformed' forsaken, having witnessed some of our triste. Lifting my head, I looked up at the other half of my soul, watching emotions flash across her face before they settled on curiosity, and she smiled slightly down at me, telling me to take the lead. I hummed, taking a retracted claw along the path of a long scar. "And what would these call signs be exactly? Considering they came about during us fucking you into oblivion." I looked into Callens's eyes and then watched her face to gauge whether she would attempt to bolt. Seeing no desire to flee, I knew she had finally accepted me into her small circle of trust, regretting that it took me so long to see the woman behind the mask. She rubbed her face with her free hand, looking at the both of us while we waited for her to continue.
"Well, seeing as we didn't want to be cliche, there hasn't been a call sign that seemed to fit your personalities. Eleos, after the Greek goddess of Mercy for Jade. Soteria, the Greek goddess of safety, salvation, deliverance, and preservation from harm for Leska." She paused momentarily as we sat up fully to look at her, silently urging her to continue. " Jade rules with an iron mentality, ensuring the safety of her people and the laws upheld, but she also rules with kindness and a willingness to hear the people's voice. Leska…Leska is a warrior forged in steel with the precision of a seasoned warrior. She protects her people and homeland with unwavering resolve, providing safety and being a shoulder to lean on. She is the personification of peace in times of hardship." I looked at her face, trying to catch her eyes that were focused on the ceiling unseeing, then glanced over toward Jade before we moved as one, each clasping our protectors' cheek with a sure hand guiding her back from wherever she had wandered.
Seeing her eyes focus on us, we smiled before a thought crossed my mind, and I couldn't help but laugh. Watching their exasperation at my sudden outbursts, I struggled to regain my wits. I spoke in short gasps, " what…what would… the… prudes… outside… think if they… found us here…" This caused both to laugh before Callen spoke with a groan, placing her arm over her eyes. "Probably something along the lines of scandal, and how dare I use my feminine wiles to tempt a blessed union?" Peaking at us with a smirk, as Jade slapped her chest, she smirked. "Well, it seems the other way around, seeing as we seduced you with this one acting all out of character and dominatrix-like." This comment earned me a slap on the shoulder from my exasperated love as we collapsed into more laughter.
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Jade pov
For once, I let the two warriors have their fun, knowing how rare it indeed was. I leaned down and captured Leska's lips in a slow kiss before I turned and placed one upon Callen's forehead. Rolling out of bed, I looked over my shoulder as my glamor fell into place, hiding the features that denoted me as a child of ash and sea. Before I continued walking to the bathroom, " I suppose that while you're having fun at my expense, I'll bathe alone." I couldn't help but smirk as abruptly as the laughter ceased with a thud as Callen rolled off the bed and twisted in the sheets while attempting to get up. Crossing the threshold, I looked back one last time to see Leska free Callen before they hurried after me. I briefly wondered how a seasoned assassin could be so clumsy. Entering the bathroom, I couldn't help but appreciate the sunken tub, knowing that as the months dragged on, there would be a few times I could truly relax with a new unknown lurking in the light while we thrived in the shadows.
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Divina pov
I couldn't help but snicker as the connection between Callen and me dampened as the royals finally got her to feed. It had been months since we started our latest mission and some days I knew behind that iron will was an unquenchable hunger that few could sate due to that wicked bitch and her schemes.
Sighing I moved through the halls letting the others know that Callen was not to be disturbed. Most students were still in class waiting for the noon hour, knowing that they would have the afternoon off. Shaking my head at recent events, I trailed past a lone courtyard and paused. There, sitting at the fountain edge, was a figure clad in black robes with a blue tie that made my undead heart stutter a beat.
I couldn't help but be drawn closer to the young woman, her wand behind her ear, keeping blonde locks at bay as her silvery blue eyes gazed into the water. As I drew near, she turned her head with a bottle cap earring, quaking at the sudden movement. I attempted to avert my eyes apart of me fearing the risks of this unexpected meeting, but I felt myself wavering in the face of her smile, and as I stared into her eyes, I knew I was doomed.
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Luna pov
This morning, I had a free period and was drawn to the courtyard to watch the hidden beings and creatures flutter about when she appeared. I'd sensed her for years, countless times when Callen would come to visit as she'd promised my mother. It's always lurking just out of reach until today. Her tanned skin nearly shone in the sunlight as her amber braid moved in the wind. She hesitated as she drew near, her eyes almost weary above her half mask as if she feared frightening me.
When she was within reach I placed my hand upon her cheek knowing what was possible from my mentors lessons I gazed into her eyes and the world faded away. There were no hidden creatures that only I could see, no bullies to mock and take my belongings. Only her eyes shone a stormy gray, the calm before the storm. She knelt next to me so that we were at eye level, lowering her mask, as I was unable to look away as a war waged within her before she closed her eyes and nuzzled my palm. " I wondered when you would stop hiding from me," I murmured in the silence. " I may be young, but even without my sight, I could sense you always out of reach." She clasped my hand with hers and turned her head, kissing the palm before lowering it. Then she looked up and said the words that would seal our fate: "Little moon, you had me at hello." She chuckled in exasperation before continuing, "But you're still underage, and I had not wanted to be accused of cradle robbing. Know that I'll be whatever you need me to be and that even though you're a little temptress with that whimsical veneer, we are waiting until you're older. Her resolute expression was endearing, but I couldn't help myself. "Not even a kiss or cuddling by the fire?" I asked innocently, tilting my head. She groaned in frustration, rubbing her face and muttering, "Innocent, my ass," before she looked at me once more.
"Maybe if you behave, little vixen; I swear if Cal knew about this and didn't warn me, I'm going to kill her." She muttered the last part darkly, staring toward the castle. Knowing that if I didn't distract her, she'd possibly tear through the school to find the soul seer. " She promised never to look unless asked and only if it was in a dire situation, you know that." I clasped her hand and brought it closer, tracing the scared and callused hand that denoted her to be the warrior I had visions of growing up. She relaxed and stood briefly to sit beside me, huffing before pausing as her head whipped towards me, "You know who and what I am, don't you, little moon? How are you not afraid of me?" She tensed as her eyes flashed red and green, revealing the hidden part of her that was still forsaken, rising partially to the surface alongside her primal.
Knowing that my next words could cause her to spiral, I spoke the truth. " My mother used to tell me stories of the war. Of a time when two warriors saved her life when she was caught in the open shortly after graduating. How when they saw her attempting to shield herself from the debris, they drove back their opponents until they were unconscious, then rushed to her, flinging debris away from her as a protective dome surrounded her, causing the people trying to attack her to bounce off. She told me how the warriors of shadow and embers protected her and how the woman with green and red eyes fought against the forsaken that surrounded them despite being of her own kind. After defeating the last of them, the two women helped her home and healed her wounds before disappearing into the dark, leaving two talismans behind as the only proof of what happened. Every year, a wolf and a lynx would sit at the edge of the forest while she and my father tended to the garden, always leaving gifts behind when they left. Until the day the wolf stumbled to our doorstep, the lynx slung across its back, desperately scratching the door before they collapsed as it was opened." I paused, seeing the memories flash across her eyes, and squeezed her hand in reassurance.
" She told me of how my father levitated them in while she cleared the table, then rushed to gather healing supplies while I was standing in my crib next to it, attempting to reach the lynx and pet it." Seeing recognition shine in her eyes, I smiled and leaned forward tapping her nose " there we go no nargles present any longer." She chuckled at that, and I watched her shoulders relax. " You've known all this time and never said anything, little moon," exasperated at the fact that she had been caught. " You're not as sneaky as you think when Callen comes by to see me during breaks. Always lurking near the forest edge, sulking." The indignation in her eyes was halted at the toll of the lunch bell. Shaking her head, she stopped, raised her mask, and offered her hand. " Well, Miss Lovegood. Please allow me the honor of escorting you to lunch." Giggling at her faux seriousness, I stood, grabbing her hand and letting her escort me to the afternoon meal, knowing things were about to change.
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Translation:
Greek
ο πρωταθλητής μου : My champion
The fall semester starts in a week, and I'll be focused on packing this week. Considering updating every two to three weeks, sooner if I keep up with studying.
Side note: 62 pages of this story are already written on my computer, and we are barely into the fourth year; it's crazy. I might add time skips throughout, as this could possibly go through to the post-war era. Most relationships are undecided as I consider the argument of the age of consent versus the age of majority. For now, it will most likely be 15 age of consent since 17 is the age of majority in the wizarding world.
Feel free to suggest pairings in the comments, although if someone suggests Ron/Hermione, you gotta give me a clear arch of growth for little Ronikins. I can't help but go down the slightly stunted emotional growth route right now.
May chaos reign forever more,
Nyx
