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The Blood Queen 43
🕑 Added 2025-04-02 20:04:46 +0000 UTC(This chapter has R-18)
Chapter 43:
– Valerie –
I hopped off Selene's motorcycle as we arrived back in front of Hellsing Manor. My legs felt slightly shaky from the vibrations of the powerful engine and sitting pressed tightly against Selene’s firm body, but it had been a fun ride.
Selene gracefully swung off her bike and gave me a warm smile. Her normally cool expression had noticeably softened since we'd spent the night slaughtering werewolves and chatting about relationships. She looked genuinely pleased. "That was actually a lot of fun, Valerie. We should definitely do this again sometime. You know—more mother-daughter bonding?"
I smiled back warmly. It was strange to hear someone actually call it that, but it felt surprisingly right coming from Selene. "Yeah, I'd like that. Tonight was great."
Without really thinking, I stepped forward and gave Selene a quick, affectionate hug. She stiffened slightly at first—clearly caught off guard—but quickly relaxed, gently returning the embrace. Her hand lightly patted my back, a gentle reassurance.
"Now go on inside," Selene said lightly, stepping back from me. "I'm sure the others will be eager to see you."
I nodded and headed inside the manor, my combat boots tapping loudly against the polished floors. I was exhausted but happy. The sun had already risen fully, which meant my friends and family were probably gathered for breakfast in the dining hall.
As I walked through the manor corridors, I picked up on the smell of freshly brewed coffee, eggs, bacon, and warm blood drifting in from the dining hall. My stomach growled eagerly as I pushed open the heavy double doors and stepped into the room.
Inside, Seras was sitting at the large table, chatting with Tonks and Rose.
Rose spotted me first. Her bright green eyes instantly lit up, and a sweet smile bloomed across her face. "Valerie, you're back!" she called excitedly.
Next to her, Seras turned to look at me too, her deep red eyes immediately warming at the sight of me—before she suddenly recoiled in her chair, pinching her nose shut dramatically. "Holy shit, Valerie!" she gasped, leaning backward and waving her hand in front of her face. "Where the hell have you been? You stink!"
How rude! I blinked in surprise, then laughed sheepishly, sniffing my jacket sleeve experimentally. "Is it really that bad? I was out all night hunting werewolves with Selene. Maybe I'm just nose-blind from all the blood splatter."
"It’s definitely that bad!" Seras whined, wrinkling her nose and looking genuinely distressed. Her enhanced vampire senses were clearly being overwhelmed by the stench of dried werewolf blood covering me.
Rose, however, didn't seem nearly as bothered. She jumped up from her seat and hurried over to me, pulling me into a tight hug without hesitation. Her soft body pressed warmly against mine. "Werewolves?" Rose asked, glancing up nervously. "You weren't hunting Remus, were you?"
I sighed softly, shaking my head. "Unfortunately, no," I said bitterly. "He wasn't part of this particular pack. As much as I wish he had been."
Rose gave me a cute, displeased pout, clearly not approving of my desire to hurt her former teacher—even if he’d betrayed me. Before I could reassure her again, she leaned closer, inhaling deeply to test the smell herself.
Nearby, Tonks grinned mischievously, letting out a teasing whistle.
Rose giggled softly, pulling away slightly. "Yeah, Seras is a bit right—you do smell a bit… ripe."
I rolled my eyes dramatically, feigning hurt feelings. "Alright, alright," I grumbled playfully, holding my hands up in mock surrender. "I'll go take a bath right now and spare all your delicate noses."
…I made my way upstairs to my bedroom, relieved at the thought of finally getting cleaned up.
As soon as the door closed behind me, I kicked off my heavy combat boots, sighing softly as my aching feet touched the plush carpet. I quickly peeled off my blood-splattered jacket, tossing it carelessly onto a nearby chair, followed by my black shirt and tight red jeans. Within moments, I stood completely naked, stretching my arms high above my head to ease the tension from a long night of hunting monsters.
I padded over to the bathroom, each step making my perky breasts bounce lightly. I swung open the bathroom door without thinking, then paused abruptly, surprised at what I saw.
Inside the bathroom was Narcissa—my beautiful maid and lover. She had her wand raised gracefully, murmuring quiet spells as she thoroughly cleaned the place, making everything sparkle. Her soft blonde hair cascaded elegantly down her back, and she wore her usual form-fitting maid’s uniform that showed off her incredible curves.
Hearing the door open, Narcissa glanced up—and froze, her eyes widening in surprise and delight as they roamed freely over my naked body. A pleased little smirk played across her lips, clearly appreciating what she saw.
“Well, good morning, Mistress Valerie,” she purred softly, her voice dripping with affection. She made no attempt to hide how openly she admired my exposed body, lingering shamelessly on my chest before traveling lower.
I grinned at her reaction, shifting my hips playfully and stepping closer. Narcissa never made me feel even a bit awkward around when I was naked. Her gaze was always appreciative. She always made me feel confident and beautiful.
“Good morning, Narcissa,” I replied casually, leaning against the doorway, fully aware of her hungry stare. “Sorry to interrupt your cleaning, but I desperately need a shower.”
“Oh, no, Mistress,” Narcissa protested gently, setting down her wand with a seductive smile as she approached me. “A quick shower won’t do after the night you’ve clearly had. Allow me to draw you a proper bath instead—hot water, relaxing oils, everything to help soothe your tired body.”
I playfully rolled my eyes, smiling warmly at her enticing suggestion. "Are you just looking for an excuse to join me in the bath?" I teased, reaching out to lightly trail my fingers along her delicate jawline.
Narcissa chuckled softly, leaning closer into my touch, her clear blue eyes sparkling mischievously. "Of course, Mistress Valerie," she whispered softly. "I wouldn't dream of letting you bathe alone. After all, it's my duty to ensure you're fully relaxed and well taken care of."
“Well, who am I to argue with my beautiful, devoted maid?” I replied with a grin, cupping her cheek gently and leaning in to press a soft kiss against her lips. Narcissa sighed contentedly into the kiss, her body melting softly against mine.
When we parted, her expression was a mix of affection and desire, eyes half-lidded and heated. She took my hand firmly, guiding me gently toward the large bathtub. “Sit here, Mistress. Allow me to take care of everything.”
“Yes, please do,” I purred playfully, settling comfortably onto the marble edge of the bathtub, enjoying the view as Narcissa prepared our bath.
The warm bathwater felt absolutely amazing against my naked skin, soothing every muscle in my body. Narcissa had added some kind of scented bath oil that smelled amazing, making the whole experience even more luxurious.
But as good as the water felt, nothing compared to Narcissa's gentle, deliberate attention. Her long blonde hair was pulled back loosely to keep it from getting wet, and her sky-blue eyes were fixed lovingly on mine as she carefully kissed and caressed my skin. She leaned forward slowly, her lips pressing softly against the curve of my breast. Her warm breath teased my sensitive flesh as she traced her tongue slowly over my nipple, flicking it lightly until it hardened into a sensitive peak beneath her mouth.
"Narcissa," I sighed softly, my voice thick with contentment as I leaned back against the tub, surrendering myself fully to her affectionate ministrations. "That feels incredible."
"I'm glad you're enjoying it, Mistress," Narcissa murmured softly, her voice silky and filled with affection. "After the long night you had, you deserve to be thoroughly pampered."
I bit my lip, my eyes closing slightly as Narcissa's fingertips slowly traced down my stomach beneath the warm water. Her fingers moved slowly and deliberately, exploring my inner thighs, her gentle touch sending shivers of pleasure rippling through me.
Her soft lips continued to worship my breasts, placing tender kisses along my chest as her fingers slid carefully between my legs. She began gently stroking my pussy lips beneath the surface, exploring slowly, teasing out every moan and gasp from my lips with practiced ease.
"Mmm, you're being extra gentle today," I whispered softly, reaching up and caressing her cheek lovingly. "Trying not to exhaust me further?"
Narcissa lifted her head slightly and gave me an affectionate, tender smile. "Exactly," she replied softly. "You're tired, mistress. So I want to take my time and truly worship you properly. Allow me to spoil you."
I felt a rush of warmth flood my cheeks at her loving words. Narcissa knew exactly what I needed—when to be firm and rough, and when to be soft and gentle.
Her fingertips continued to slide up and down my folds, teasing me carefully as she pressed another lingering kiss to my breasts. Her mouth felt warm and comforting, her tongue flicking and swirling around my sensitive nipples, making me arch my back with pleasure.
"God, Narcissa," I breathed, tangling one hand gently into her blonde hair, encouraging her to continue. "You're too good to me…"
She smiled against my skin, her voice husky with desire. "Only the best for you, Mistress Valerie. You deserve nothing less."
I relaxed fully into her gentle, expert touch, knowing she wouldn't rush this—she intended to thoroughly spoil me, and I intended to let her.
I started squirming in pleasure, moaning softly beneath Narcissa's gentle attention. Her lips lingered lovingly against my breasts, placing tender kisses that left my skin tingling with warmth. Beneath the soothingly hot bathwater, her fingertips stroked up and down my pussy lips, teasing me with slow, purposeful movements. Each caress sent a ripple of sensation through me, igniting a familiar ache of desire deep inside.
"Mmm… Narcissa…" I sighed breathily, my voice trembling slightly from pleasure. I slid my fingers into her silky blonde hair, holding her gently against my chest. Her tongue lightly circled my nipple again, coaxing it to harden into an exquisitely sensitive point. She knew exactly how to drive me wild, every time.
"I love seeing you like this, Valerie," she murmured affectionately, lifting her eyes briefly to meet mine, a playful smile dancing on her lips. "You look beautiful when you give yourself over completely."
Her words sent a wave of warmth and affection through my heart. My mind drifted briefly back to my conversation with Selene earlier that night. Her advice echoed softly in my thoughts—cherish every moment with the ones you love. Narcissa was here now, eager and devoted as always, and I resolved to make sure we spent more moments like this together. She deserved my full attention and affection.
Narcissa’s hands moved lower beneath the water, gliding slowly across my hips and around to grip my ass firmly. She squeezed gently, kneading my cheeks in her hands and eliciting another soft moan from my lips.
"Oh, god…" I whispered, tilting my head back slightly and arching into her touch. "That feels so good…"
She gave a soft, delighted chuckle, clearly pleased by my reaction. Keeping her firm hold on my ass, she carefully pulled me closer, shifting her own position in the bath. Her thighs parted beneath the water, guiding me gently until our bodies pressed tightly against each other, chest to chest. I felt the softness of her full, rounded breasts pressing firmly against mine, our nipples brushing together underwater and sending sparks of excitement through my core.
Slowly, deliberately, Narcissa pulled my hips forward, aligning us perfectly so our pussy lips met beneath the warm, fragrant water. A sharp gasp escaped my lips at the delicious sensation of our most sensitive flesh pressing and rubbing gently together.
"Oh… fuck, Narcissa," I gasped softly, my voice husky with need.
She smiled warmly, her deep blue eyes filled with adoration as she stared lovingly into mine. "I love you, Valerie," she whispered sincerely. "Nothing compares to seeing you happy like this."
I felt my heart flutter at her gentle confession, my lips parting slightly as I returned her gaze with equal affection. "I love you too, Narcissa."
With a tender smile, she leaned in slowly, her lips brushing gently against mine. Our mouths met in a soft, lingering kiss, tongues gently exploring each other with unhurried intimacy. As we kissed deeply, Narcissa began rocking her hips carefully beneath the water, causing our pussy lips to glide slowly, sensuously together.
The friction sent waves of exquisite pleasure rolling through my body, making my muscles tighten and tremble. My arms wrapped tightly around Narcissa, holding her even closer as we continued our slow, sensual dance. Her breasts rubbed softly against mine with each gentle thrust of her hips, nipples teasing each other into hardness beneath the hot water.
My eyes fluttered closed in blissful surrender, savoring every wonderful sensation Narcissa was giving me. She truly was incredible, always knowing exactly how to drive me to the heights of pleasure with the perfect balance of tenderness and sensuality.
"Mmm, Narcissa," I breathed again, breaking our kiss momentarily to whisper against her lips. "You're amazing at this."
She chuckled softly, brushing her lips affectionately along my jawline. "I'm only trying to please my Mistress," she teased lightly, her hips continuing their smooth, steady movements beneath the water. "I'll never tire of seeing that beautiful face of yours when you're about to cum."
My breath quickened at her seductive promise, my fingers gripping her back tightly. Our bodies moved together in perfect harmony, hips gently grinding underwater as we exchanged slow, passionate kisses. Narcissa’s soft moans joined mine, blending into a chorus of pleasure echoing softly through the luxurious bathroom.
Narcissa’s breathing became faster, more desperate, her kisses growing hungrier and deeper. Her hands gripped my ass firmly beneath the water, kneading and squeezing harder, pulling me even closer as she intensified the rhythm of her hips. The friction between our wet pussy lips rapidly increased, sending jolts of pleasure radiating throughout my body.
I gasped sharply, tightening my hold around Narcissa's back, pressing myself urgently against her. The sensation was incredible—our breasts rubbed firmly together with each movement, nipples stiffening, our bodies moving in perfect rhythm beneath the splashing water.
“Oh fuck, Valerie…” Narcissa moaned breathlessly, breaking our kiss momentarily to whisper my name. Her voice was heavy with desire, her blue eyes clouded with lust as she gazed into mine. “You feel so amazing.”
“You too,” I panted softly, rocking my hips back into hers. “God, I love when you're like this.”
Narcissa smiled wickedly at my words, pressing a deep, passionate kiss to my lips again. Her tongue slid eagerly against mine as she thrust her hips faster, intensifying our movements underwater. Water began splashing noisily around us, spilling over the edges of the bathtub onto the floor, but neither of us cared. We were lost completely in each other, moaning louder, breathing growing ragged and frantic as we raced together toward orgasm.
I could feel the pleasure building rapidly, tightening deep in my core, a delicious tension that made my entire body tremble in anticipation. My breasts ached wonderfully, each rubbing caress of Narcissa’s chest against mine sending bursts of pleasure straight to my pussy.
“Oh god, Narcissa—” I cried out breathlessly, gripping her shoulders tightly. “I’m gonna cum soon!”
“Yes, Valerie! Cum for me, my love,” Narcissa gasped urgently, driving her hips harder and faster against mine, desperately chasing her own release. “I’m so close too—cum with me!”
Her passionate plea pushed me over the edge instantly. A powerful orgasm ripped through my body, causing me to shudder violently. Pleasure exploded from deep inside me, spreading outward through every muscle, making my legs quiver and my voice cry out in ecstasy.
“Oh—fuck yes, Narcissa!” I screamed breathlessly, gripping her tightly as wave after wave of intense pleasure overwhelmed me.
Narcissa reached her peak immediately after me, throwing her head back and letting out a deep, guttural groan of pure satisfaction. Her body spasmed and shook against mine, her thighs trembling and squeezing around my hips as her orgasm overtook her.
“Valerie—oh god, yes!” she gasped loudly, her hips jerking erratically as she rode out her climax.
We clung tightly to each other, our bodies locked together, panting hard as we gradually came down from our highs. After several blissful moments of simply holding each other and catching our breath, I slowly leaned forward, softly pressing gentle, appreciative kisses along Narcissa’s flushed cheeks and lips.
“Thank you,” I whispered softly, nuzzling against her cheek lovingly. “That was exactly what I needed.”
She chuckled breathlessly, giving me a seductive, satisfied smile as she leaned in to capture my lips in another slow, lingering kiss.
“Any time, Mistress,” Narcissa purred, her voice silky and filled with promise. She traced a finger sensuously along my collarbone, eyes sparkling mischievously. “And I do mean anytime.”
We shifted positions in the spacious tub, both of us needing to relax after the intensity of our previous orgasms. Narcissa leaned back comfortably against the smooth marble edge, stretching out with a satisfied sigh.
She reached out and gently guided me to settle down in front of her, between her spread legs.
As I leaned back against her chest, I immediately felt the comforting warmth of Narcissa’s soft, large breasts pressing gently against my back. She slipped one arm securely around my waist to keep me snug against her body, while her other hand dipped slowly beneath the surface of the warm bathwater, settling gently between my thighs. Her fingers stroked teasingly along my pussy lips before carefully sliding inside me, slow and deliberate.
I let out a small, breathy moan, shifting slightly to allow her better access. The sensation of her gentle fingering, combined with the pleasant warmth of the tub, made me melt back against her in complete relaxation.
“You know, Narcissa,” I murmured softly, tilting my head slightly back so my cheek pressed against the gentle swell of her breast. “I’ve been meaning to ask…how is Draco doing these days?”
Behind me, Narcissa paused for a moment, surprised by my sudden question. Then she laughed softly, her breath warm against my ear.
“Really, Mistress Valerie?” Narcissa teased lightly, her voice rich with amusement. “You want to discuss my “muggle” son while we're sitting naked in the bath, with my fingers inside you?”
I laughed softly in response, squirming gently in pleasure as her fingertip curled deliberately, grazing that sensitive spot inside me and causing my breath to hitch sharply. Narcissa certainly knew exactly how to tease me.
“I’m just curious,” I admitted softly, biting my lip gently as her fingers continued their slow, teasing rhythm. “You never talk about him. I know you two aren’t really on speaking terms anymore, but he’s still your son.”
Narcissa let out a soft, thoughtful sigh, her hand never losing its rhythm as she spoke. “Honestly, Valerie, I haven’t had any contact with Draco since the day he lost his magic. And…I think it’s better that way. For both of us.”
“You don’t miss him?” I asked gently, genuinely curious despite how distracted her movements were making me.
“I did, for a while,” Narcissa admitted softly, pressing her lips tenderly against the side of my head. “But things change. People change. Losing his magic made him bitter, angry, resentful. He didn’t want anything to do with the magical world anymore—and that included me. Eventually, I realized I was only hurting myself by reaching out.”
Her voice softened, becoming warmer as she continued, “But it’s not so bad. Now I have you, Valerie, and this whole new family—one that truly loves me. Even my sister Bellatrix and I are finally getting along again. And I’ve even started sending letters to Andromeda. For the first time in many years, I feel genuinely happy.”
As Narcissa shared her thoughts, her finger curled inside me again, slowly massaging the sensitive spot that made my toes curl and my heart race. I let out a trembling moan, arching my hips slightly, silently begging for more.
“I’m glad,” I whispered sincerely, turning my head slightly to look up into her bright blue eyes. “I’m glad you’re happy here, Narcissa. I want you to know how much you mean to me.”
Her lips curled into a tender smile as she leaned down, gently brushing her lips against mine. Our mouths met in a slow, affectionate kiss.
When we finally parted, still breathless, I gazed up into her eyes again. “You know,” I said softly, smiling warmly. “After I get a proper nap today, would you like to go out on a date with me later? Just you and me.”
Narcissa laughed softly, her eyes twinkling playfully. “A date? Mistress Valerie, traditionally the date happens before the sex, not afterward.”
I laughed along with her, feeling pleasantly embarrassed by the playful teasing. “Well, I’ve never exactly been one for tradition,” I countered jokingly, squirming again beneath the skillful movements of her hand.
“Clearly,” Narcissa purred softly in my ear, her lips brushing against my neck as she increased the pressure of her gentle strokes. “But yes, Valerie, I’d love to go on a date with you. Anywhere you wish.”
My heart warmed at her words, and I relaxed back against her chest again, savoring the slow, steady rhythm of her fingers. I closed my eyes briefly, simply enjoying her affection, allowing myself to drift closer and closer toward another orgasm.
“Oh—before I forget,” Narcissa suddenly added softly, her lips lightly brushing against my ear as she spoke. “A letter appeared on your desk while you were away. It just materialized there, out of thin air.”
I opened my eyes again, blinking slowly, my thoughts briefly pulled back from the haze of pleasure. “My desk?” I asked curiously, biting my lip as Narcissa’s thumb began tracing small circles around my sensitive clit. “The one with that Devil flier from the Bael clan inside it?”
Narcissa nodded, her cheek brushing softly against my hair. “Yes, exactly.”
I smiled slightly, feeling a spark of curiosity despite how incredibly distracting her movements were becoming. “It’s probably from Sairaorg or Kuisha, then,” I murmured breathily. “I’ll—mmm—I’ll check it later.”
I couldn’t speak anymore after that. My body was rapidly approaching another climax, muscles tensing, pleasure building until it finally reached its peak. I gasped sharply, my hips bucking uncontrollably beneath Narcissa’s skilled fingers.
“Oh god, Narcissa!” I cried out breathlessly as my pussy clenched tightly around her finger, orgasm overtaking me and leaving me shuddering against her warm, soft body.
Narcissa held me gently but firmly, her lips pressing tender kisses along my neck as she whispered soothing praise in my ear. “Good girl, Mistress Valerie,” she murmured softly, gently continuing to move her fingers inside me, easing me down from the powerful orgasm. “Just relax. I’ve got you.”
I relaxed completely into her embrace, feeling utterly safe and content in her arms. Narcissa continued whispering gentle reassurances, her fingers finally slowing and carefully withdrawing. She wrapped both arms around my waist and simply held me close against her chest, allowing me to drift in the pleasant, sleepy afterglow.
“I love you,” I whispered softly, turning my head slightly to press a gentle kiss against her shoulder.
“I love you too, Valerie,” she replied warmly, her voice rich with affection. “Rest now. We’ll worry about that letter—and our date—later.”
Smiling softly, I closed my eyes and nestled back comfortably against her chest, basking in the warm comfort of Narcissa’s embrace…
– Seras –
Seras sat on the comfortable couch in one of Hellsing Manor's sitting rooms, grinding her teeth slightly as jealousy gnawed at her gut once again.
It wasn't as intense as before, at least not as bad as it had been prior to her and Valerie’s little trip to America—but it still irritated her all the same. Even if she didn't want to admit it, she hated the idea of Valerie going off and having fun with someone else—especially when that someone else was Narcissa Malfoy, Valerie's personal stunning older blonde maid.
Rose Potter, sitting next to Seras with her eyes fixed moodily on the TV, wasn't exactly hiding her feelings either. Her normally calm expression was clouded by obvious displeasure.
She shifted restlessly on the sofa, sighing loudly for the third time in as many minutes. "I don't get why Valerie even likes Narcissa Malfoy so much," Rose muttered, her tone unusually sour. She curled her legs up beneath her and frowned deeply at the TV screen without actually watching it. "I mean, sure, she's gorgeous and elegant and all that—but she's just so…so…Malfoy."
Tonks snickered loudly from her spot on the opposite couch. "Still holding onto old school grudges, Rosie?" She leaned back comfortably, running one hand through her currently electric-blue hair. "Come on, she's not that bad. Narcissa’s mellowed out loads since joining the Manor. And she's pretty damn hot, you've gotta admit."
Rose shot Tonks a betrayed look, pouting adorably as she folded her arms across her chest. "That's not the point, Tonks! And whose side are you even on here, anyway?"
"The fun one! I'm on Team Valerie’s-harem, of course!" Tonks teased, giving Rose a cheeky wink. "Which includes my aunt Narcissa whether you like it or not. Might as well just get used to it."
Seras groaned quietly, throwing her head back against the couch cushions. "God, don't remind me," she mumbled bitterly, feeling her fangs grind against each other again. "Bloody Valerie and her stupid, irresistibly hot vampire charm. How does she always manage to get all the beautiful women wrapped around her finger so easily?"
Rose giggled slightly, finally cracking a small smile. "Well, she is rather irresistible, isn’t she? But it still doesn't mean we have to like it when she spends time with Narcissa instead of us."
Seras snorted softly in reluctant agreement, relaxing slightly despite herself. Rose had a point, after all.
As the three women sat quietly for a moment, Tonks suddenly leaned forward excitedly. "Hey! I just got a brilliant idea—why don't we all go out into London today too? Valerie’s off having fun, right? Well, we deserve a day out as well!"
Rose immediately perked up at the suggestion, a genuine smile spreading across her face. "That actually sounds perfect! What do you think, Seras?"
Seras winced slightly, glancing reluctantly toward the closed double doors leading into the hallway. She sighed, shaking her head regretfully. "I can't, unfortunately. Our boss, Lady Integra, is having that big important meeting right now. You know, the Knights of the Round Table are here. And with so many high-ranking people in the mansion, she wants me here as extra protection, just in case."
Rose raised her eyebrows curiously. "Wait—did you just say Knights of the Round Table? Like…King Arthur's knights?"
Seras smiled. "Yeah, actually. They're still around, believe it or not. It's not exactly common knowledge though. Mostly just the heads of influential noble families, along with Lady Integra. And yes, it’s exactly as ridiculously fancy as it sounds," she explained.
Rose looked impressed, her emerald eyes wide with interest. "Wow. I had no idea that kind of stuff still existed. That’s really cool, actually."
Seras chuckled softly, shrugging casually. "It kind of is, yeah.”
"Guess we'll just have to have fun for you too, Seras." Rose was about to stand up.
Seras smiled, though the warmth quickly faded into a faint frown. Her vampiric senses suddenly tingled sharply, the hairs on the back of her neck prickling uncomfortably. Something felt off—
Before she could voice her concern, Tonks bolted upright from her seat, her eyes wide and alarmed as her whole body visibly shivered. "Holy fuck!" she gasped urgently, her wand already snapping into her hand. "The wards—they're under attack!"
A split second later, before Seras had even fully processed Tonks' warning, the entire manor shook violently, a deafening BOOM reverberating through the mansion.
Her senses immediately pinpointed the location of the blast—high above them, on the mansion’s rooftop. "Oh no—was that our bloody helicopter?"
And then Seras heard an absurd amount of machine gun fire coming from the front of the manor!
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