A/n Rose will stay around for a while longer; we need plenty of evil doers and a good mix of nice creatures. I figured out killing her is too easy of a bad fate. I despise her as well, no surprise.

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Parental Concerns

Lucius was sick worrying, Draco wouldn't survive without his little witch. He wished he had not gone to the park that day. But, would that had changed anything?

Maybe his Pépère Serpens was right; they should live together or leave the country until Hogwarts. They would be fairly safe there. There was safety in numbers, and there was something very special about the young witch that many would want.

"Yes, Lucius, as I was saying," Arthur had been talking and Lucius had not heard a world.

"Arthur, could you repeat all you have said. I am sorry, my mind is wandering."

"Of course, I found out the names of two guards that patrol the area where Sirius is kept. I also convinced Moody to let me see a couple memories from the night the Potters died, and from the day that the Longbottoms were tortured. "Arthur took a short pause to check the reactions around the room. The family appeared weary and tired. How could one be worried with so much money?

"The reason for checking the Longbottom memories will become obvious in a second. When I saw Sirius' memories, it was as if he didn't recollect anything. He was in shock, totally distraught over the loss of his friends. You cannot fake something like that. Well, unless he had erased the memory of the betrayal." Arthur's shook his head. He believed that Sirius was innocent.

'Yes, as I was saying, imagine, he saw a rat running away from the house; I looked at the rat, and it was missing a toe. And all that was left of Pettigrew was a finger, right? I had a hunch and asked Moody to look at the Pensive, and he was surprised. More surprising was the fact that nobody had accessed the memory but the Wizengamot's member in charge of the case – Albus Dumbledore."

Arthur took a long sip of the tea. He had never had such fine tea as this, at home. He would ask and buy this blend for his Molly. What fine biscuits, his Molly was a good baker but these were fantastic. He would ask Lucius how to go about getting a house-elf to help Molly. She would be less tired for him. It was too much work, and less work was equal to more playtime. Hmm..

He did not want to be Lucius, but he wanted to provide better for his family. His label of a 'blood traitor' had not helped him along. Albeit he was unwilling to do something illegal, he was going to help Harry Potter and right some wrongs, and, besides, he was tired of being so poor.

He continued, knowing that he had their full attention. "Moody was upset and could not believe Albus' oversight. Later, when he was putting the memory back something came back to him, and he went into the next room to grab an earlier memory. 'Longbottoms,' was the label. We sat and watched." Arthur felt as a traitor for what he was about to reveal, but wrongs must be righted.

"I saw what he meant; the rat was there as well. Bellatrix put him in her pocket. He must have told them where the Longbottoms were hiding". Arthur cleaned tears with the back of his hand, the young aristocrats had been friendly, loyal, and brave; they had not deserved what they got.

Lucius shifted uncomfortably, and he wrapped an arm around his mate. He felt her sorrow and agitation. Bella was her sister, but she had done too much harm to too many. He knew she was very conflicted and soon would be left without sisters. Andromeda, what a witch, however, she had betrayed them all by marrying a Muggle.

He could remember Cissy's surprise when Bella had come by the Manor to announce her marriage to Rodolphus, Lucius had a Veela moment. He had been very jealous to see Narcissa break down and cry all day long. He knew she still harbored loving feelings for the brothers, but she swore the feelings were filial.

Rodolphus started to avoid her as if she had contracted Dragon Pox. Since he had married, they had not exchanged but a few words and always with Bella in the room. Rabastan was just out of Hogwarts, and she had hardly seen him since the wedding. She knew they were both Death Eaters, but was surprised at their acts of cruelty. On the day of the Longbottoms, she said,

"Lucius, my love, not Rab, not Rodolphus, Bella yes, but they aren't like that." He had been very jealous and angry. And now he had to relive that day once more.

Albeit Arthur could feel the tension in the room, he needed to continue his story, "The Aurors fought against them but the damage was done. Now, an interesting fact, we observed something Moody had missed the first time around. An expert was called, and he confirmed it. Bellatrix had a wand to Rabastan's neck, and she casted a spell. Rabastan started convulsing as if in great pain, and both brothers' eyes were glazed over." Arthur paused for a few seconds to allow them to make a connection. Then, he looked straight at Narcissa.

"We looked through other Pensives, and found more of the same, a sequential pattern; your sister threatens Rabastan, sometimes he appears to be in acute pain, and finally if they are not following her lead, she grabs Rabastan again. Moody remembers when they caught him, he had lost a lot of weight, and he bears scars around his neck and even his hands; and during the trials he appeared very nervous and afraid. Alastor thinks that she had them both under Imperius or some other Dark Magic, and obviously, she motivates Rodolphus by hurting his younger brother. During the trials she stared at Rodolphus mockingly; the entire time."

Cissy's heart was beating hard, Lucius felt her happiness, but a stab of jealousy woke his beast up. However, he could feel how happy she was that her 'boys' were innocent of the terrible acts. They were blood supremacists, but he doubted they had murdered entire families, children, and so on. He wanted to take her into their room and mark her once again and to remind her she was his." She looked at him with her eyebrow raised, she could feel the waves of lust coming from him, and could sense the Veela by looking at his changing eyes.

He wanted to drink her blood and make her scream in throes of passion and tell him that she was all his. He was angry, insecure, and he was hard; he needed feel her close to him, she was his. On that thought, he pulled her closer to him and rested his chin on top of her head.

Serpens stared at him with concern. He could sense Lucius anger, his arousal, and the Veela near to the surface. Why was it? Something had not sat well with Lucius, was it Sirius or maybe Lestrange? He wished they would listen; it would be in everyone's best interest to conduct this cold war away from here. In another country, the stress would decrease. Muggles and wizards were equally problematic at this junction, something had to be done.

Fuck, Lucius thought. He wanted Arthur to leave, but there were so many pending issues. He looked at his hands, and his nails were growing, he needed to keep his beast under control.

"Arthur, I need to ask you a question, could the brothers be tried again?" Cissy asked, and Lucius jealousy worsened.

"Moody says maybe. However, he thinks there would be too much opposition. He believes that Albus would not let it go through because he wants someone to pay. Moody, however, is very angry with Albus. Remember that was the one in charge of Sirius case and sent him to Azkaban without a trial. He doesn't understand what is happening, and he suggested that I should contact the warden. He also told me if anyone were to ask him, he would deny that recommendation." Arthur tried to remember something, but it eluded him.

"No matter, I have more news, earlier this week yesterday morning, I found the two guards and they are willing to do whatever, but it will require a large sum of gold. They assured me escapes are not uncommon. According to him, they have ways to hide it, and make others believe the prisoner is still in his cell. " He looked around the room, they were all listening.

"This, again, costs a lot of money, something about paying lifetime old prisoners to bear a dark charm with hair and blood of the escapees, all this in exchange of galleons for their families. By the time they are found out, nobody wants to make a stink. No additional details were given. "

"Can you get the Lestrange brothers out as well? " Lucius asked to Cissy's surprise.

She looked at him with admiration, desire, and pure undiluted love, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him.

Arthur smiled and looked away. Serpens and Thilly also grined. That was going to be Arthur's next advice; he hated what they had done, but it was not their fault. It was the bitch Bella, she needed to be killed.

"Lucius, let's go to the room for a nap as soon as we can." She spoke low, and winked her eye. The beast settled and all was well.

Guests Questions and Answers

There was a request at the Floo, an upside down head; Remus was asking to come in. "Where are you?" asked Lucius, "You won't believe what you are about to hear, please open the floo for six people and two fat birds." Remus requested.

Draco knew Hermione was home and came all sleepy running towards the Floo, when he reached he hugged her very hard. And the little witch blurted out, to the Granger's shame, "I don't want you to be dead, so I'm staying wif you, it is ok, don't cry, I am fine, Traco. No worries, I'm not leaving you."

Everyone was quiet at the remark, it was too real and too close to home. Moreover, nobody asked what was she talking about. No need to ask, Lucius could just guess and his gut clenched with fear. He would determine what were their intentions. If he thought his son´s life was in danger, he would take Hermione, obliviate them and dissapear.

Serpens and Thalia sat on on a smaller sofa, and the two young couples sat in on the long sofa, with Remus at the end by Grant. Arthur had left after a short greeting and an equally short goodbye, and accompanied Lucius to the house vault while he briefed him the new plans. Remus gave Arthur a couple tips that were sure to help. Lucius told Arthur that Remus would see him in the morning to update him in today's findings.

Before Arthur left, Lucius gave him a small envelope. "Take out the wife and children for an ice cream, and take Moody for a nice dinner. Buy Molly a nice present. Good job. Till tomorrow," he accompanied Arthur to the Floo and sent him off.

As soon as Arthur got home, he opened the envelope, darn five hundred galleons*. (Around $25,000 US) and smiled; he had never taken all the children out to eat. He was taking them all to a nice Italian restaurant near their home, he could take them to Italy he thought. Thus far, Molly had not questioned the bonuses, oh well, no sense in worrying over nothing. Some bonuses...

Lucius and Remus came back to the room and each group updated the other. Meanwhile, the children greeted each other some more. Draco was still very sleepy, and Hermione was still agitated. Draco did not want to let go of his Mimi. Thallia suggested Hermione was given a little bit of the herbal potion to sooth her down, and after playing for a few minutes with the dogs, they went to sleep.

Later, Dobby, now Hermione's favorite, and Mipsy, took them to the rooms, and was careful not to separate their hands. When the parents went later to check, as the grownups were settling down for the night, they found them asleep holding hands. Nobody had the courage to separate them that night. They all had a common enemy, Rose, and it seemed unfair to everyone that such nice children were already suffering at such young age.

The Grangers introduced the old couple, Mr, and Mrs. Jones. A couple of Squibs that worked for Grant's mother and were sent by her. She had already seen the magic in his granddaughter, and was upset when she found that Miss Rose Cray had been sent as the nurse.

Lady Granger had recuperated from the amnesia years ago, but one part of her life she did not want any more, she held back from her husband the – the magic part. Imagine her surprise when she figured out magic had been part of his family, time and time again; and that he should be the one falling in love with her.

Her children only had a couple events of magic outbursts, but they were not strong, and for reasons unknown were not caught by the Ministry of Magic, she knew existed in Britain. The Jones was supposed to keep tabs on Rose, a meddling fanatic woman that had been the nurse to her youngest child. She didn't like the womanand had been proven right. When Grant had gone to see them, his father had shared some of the old history, and Grant had decided it was not important. Unfortunately Lady Granger had been gone visiting friends in Italy until a couple days before.

The Manor had an old Floo connection, Mr. Jones grandmother's had told her they used it when she had worked for the last wizard couple in the Grant's family, back on the mid 1800's, and Lady Granger knew about it. It had Floo connection with their Manor, and the Jones kept Floo powder but were yet to use it. The Jones still had family in the Wizarding World. End of their story.

Grant would talk to his sister Lenore, and give her the information on the Dursleys. Now they needed to decide what needed to be done in the short term.

It was obvious that the Granger's surgery would have to be closed for a while. This was a big blow for the couple. Neither needed to work, but they enjoyed their independence from the families. They did not want to touch the trusts, and save them for their children. They wanted one or two more, and had recently decided to start trying for more, but, maybe it was not a good idea.

Lucius was very worried about the Grindenwald reference. He was glad that Death Eaters did not read tabloids; neither did the Ministry. They all agreed the knowledge could not be heard outside of this room. Hard to say how either faction would feel about a descendant of another very Dark Wizard. He was happy they were not Muggles, or at least had magical blood, but was not ready for additional madness.

Grant needed to speak to his mother and find out who was her father, maybe he wasn't Gellert, but he supposed that he was the one. That his grandfather might have been the darkest wizard of this century, or very close to one, did not surprise him. At this point, If he was told people came back from the grave or there were vampires, werewolves, fairies, unicorns or giants or what not, he was ready to believe it all. Why not?

A decision had to be taken for the sake of their little daughter, their Hermione. The room was full of heavy feelings, the lives of two families and so many of them all were in danger because of politics, fanatics, greed, bigotry and terrible injustice. It was a heavy burden for this small group; well, a small group that kept growing.

Poor Lucius – no more play-dates, but he was already thinking about the nap before diner.

Of course, they were not thinking about little Harry Potter, not yet. Harry, at his tender age, had not been touched or treated kindly for nearly 3 years. Or did they think that he was just lying inside a cupboard, with broken ribs, in severe pain, and not understanding why Auntie Petunia didn't love him.

Meanwhile, they decided to spend the night at the Manor, Lucius assured them all their needs would be taken care of. He asked Mipsy to show them their rooms in the family wing. "Remus, if you don't want to rest, you may have use of the library. If you require anything, call either Axel or Pretzel, or if you want to get a book and then go to the room all the same. There will be formal robes to change before diner time."

"Lord Granger, respectfully, we need to go home, we new our medications and prefer our bed. We will be fine." Mr. Jones said, and they left after paying their respects.

Lucius was tired, but happy to get his witch. Once the door closed behind them, he casted a strong silencing charm and locked the door. And before she could say a word, she noticed his eyes changing into that crystal-like color and his face changing into harder planes. He was beautiful. Their clothes had disappeared, and she came forward to let her Veela mate take her into his arms as he growled with approval.

She offered him her neck, and the Veela sank his fangs in his mate's neck while he readied her to complete the desperately needed mating ritual to bring him peace. "I love you, I love you my Lucius," as she came undone in his arms, and he found heaven surrounding him, "Mine, mine, not Dolphus, mine."

Later, he made plans to figure out if the Grangers were a risk. He would need to be ready to take the young witch and run. Remus had warned him they were afraid, and he should tell them what would happen to Draco if they took Hermione away. He hoped this would never come to pass. He hoped.

Xox

Next time: ?

1 galleon= 76 Euros, $82 US. 500 Galleons = $41,000 depending on the exhange rate

Hmm, next time we will see what happens. Rose needs the fear of something rotten, and never forget about Rita, she has not forgotten. Does anyone think that Molly will be nice? We shall see, I am just afraid that Ron will be truly rotten with a few sickles to spare. Not sure.

Let me hear from you, your questions, comments, help me improve my writting. I am changing some of the format, so let me hear from you. Thenks

Till we see each other again.