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🕑 Added 2022-06-04 17:53:33 +0000 UTCChapter 20- Promises
Bellatrix tightened her robe around her body. She and Harry were the only two in the huge place which was why she didn't bother covering herself up completely. Most of the time, a robe would suffice. She hummed joyfully to herself. Today, she saw a face of Harry that she had never seen before. The weird thing is that she loved it. She loved how rough he was with her. She loved how vigorously he took her, commanding her to his will.
A pleasant shiver traveled up her spine and her pussy tingled as she remembered Harry pounding into her from the back. She was not complaining. She loved it. She chuckled mentally.
'You are mad, Bell. You and your weird kinks.' She thought softly. She made her way back to her room. She was about to leave for the upper wings when she heard a voice. Another female voice and Harry's voice from the sitting room. She walked to the door and peeked inside. She could see the back of the woman.
She felt that something was familiar about the woman. It took a moment to place that familiar voice with a face.
"Andi?" Her shocked tone roused the two from their conversation.
After many days, probably more than a year and a half later, she saw her sister once again.
"Hello, Bellatrix." Bellatrix stared at her sister for a long time. The silence was very tense.
"Bella?" Andromeda whispered, rousing the girl from her thoughts. Bellatrix walked up to her sister and stared at the girl.
"You bitch…." She hissed as she gripped her sister by collar and glared at her. Bellatrix then shook her sister as she fought the tears coming to her eyes.
"How dare you?" She whispered her voice raspy.
"How dare you do this to us?" She muttered.
"I know you were potioned, but did you not even remember us?" She asked.
"Did you know how heartbroken mother was when she read that letter?"
Andromeda looked away from her sister's eyes. She had no answer to give.
"Bell…." Bellatrix glared at Harry.
"Shut up." She ordered and Harry obeyed.
"Grandfather had taught us well, Andromeda. He had specifically taught us about love potions and how to fight them. You were the best among us in occlumency, Andi. Why did you not fight it?" Bellatrix asked
Andromeda looked back at her sister. She was the best among them when it came to holding onto her thoughts and emotions. She was a master of occlumency. That was a matter of pride for her grandfather.
He had taken great joy in being able to teach her something like Occlumency at a young age.
"I was jealous." Andi whispered. "I envied the relationship that you and Harry had. Cissy and Harry had. It drove me wild that I couldn't land a boy as wonderful as him." She whispered, her eyes starting to tear up.
"It was at that time that Ted Tonks started to show interest in him. He was a handsome boy. The girlish part of my mind was giddy that I got someone and the mature part of my brain completely froze."
She wiped a stray tear and continued.
"I wanted a boy who would look at you like Harry does. I wanted a man who is mature enough to face the world by my side. I wanted someone perfect like Harry was. I was so blinded in my confusion regarding Harry, that I ignored the alarm bells completely." She whispered.
"It's not fair, you know. You got a gentleman, whereas I got a rapist who raped me all these days. His personal whore. A living breathing sex doll into whom he fucked a baby into and bragged about it to an other woman who he actually loved." She didn't hold back any longer.
"What?" Bellatrix gaped as Harry immediately put two and two together.
He began shaking. His mind was filled with one single thought. Kill him. Kill that bastard.
"I was so naive. A foolish girl. I thought that I would find love with a man I had just met and it did a good number on me." She said giving in to her grief.
Bellatrix hugged her sister tightly and Andromeda cried into her shoulder. She let out all her pain. She let out all her frustrations.
"I only wanted to feel loved. Was that a bad thing to ask for?" She sobbed.
"I am sorry, Andi," Bellatrix whispered as she rubbed Andromedas back softly. "I am so sorry."
"My mind began to fight back. It pulled itself up and began giving me warning signs. It told me that this person was not a good man. But no, I was not ready to accept it." She explained.
"I defied every warning that my brain gave me and I ended up this way. Used and stale." She said, her eyes fixed on the ground.
She was quiet for some time, holding her sister for comfort. Andromeda left the embrace.
"The one good thing that came out of this is my lovely princess." She whispered happily,feeling lighter than she had in a long time, as she went up and retrieved her baby from the crib that Harry had conjured.
Bellatrix noticed the baby for the first time. Her eyes lit up when she saw the little girl who was sleeping peacefully. She bounced up to her sister and watched her sleeping daughter.
"She looks just like me." Bellatrix muttered, staring at the infant with awe.
Andromeda huffed. "If you see properly, she looks like me. Her hair and face are dead giveaways." She said.
Bellatrix huffed once more before turning back to Harry. "Harry, isn't she just like her aunt?" She questioned.
Harry watched the two with amusement. These sisters bickering childishly with each other, gave him a sense of normalcy. He was slightly sad that Cissa was not here. She would be overjoyed when she learns of this.
He noticed that the baby was awake. He smiled when he noticed the little one stared back at him with a toothless grin.
"Someone is awake…" he gently picked the baby from Bellatrix and held her carefully. "Do you want to meet your aunt?" He asked little Nymphadora.
Harry held the baby towards Bellatrix.
Nymphadora watched her aunt curiously and then went back to Harry. Bellatrix almost screamed in shock when she watched the little girl's hair turn similar to her and her eyes turn green. The familiar emeralds she had come to love.
"Is she….is she a metamorphmagus?" Andromeda and Harry nodded. "That is amazing." She gushed as she took back the child. She cooed as the baby giggled at her.
"Auntie Bellatrix will have so much fun with you." She explained playing with the baby.
Harry watched the happenings with a smile on his face. His smile slowly disappeared when he subtly watched Andromeda. She had lost a shine. She was dull. Yes, she was as beautiful as ever. Probably more than before., but her eyes were not the same. The warmth that she was accustomed to, was lost.
Harry remembered the day he spoke to the culprit.
FLASHBACK-----
Harry stormed into the Black family Manor, his rage visible to the naked eye.
"Kreacher?" The elf popped in and bowed low. "Lord Peverell."
"Get everyone to assemble in the sitting room, Kreacher. Everyone of them." He ordered and the elf followed.
Harry waited for a few minutes before the occupants started to arrive.
"Harry?" Druella Black smiled kindly at the boy. She gathered the young man in his arms and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"How are you dear?" Harry nodded at the woman.
"I am fine, Mrs Black. And how about you?" Druella hummed. "I am alright dear. What was that all about? Kreacher was insisting that it was urgent."
Harry nodded. "Let the others arrive, Mrs Black. It's a very important matter."
After everyone had arrived, Harry had the centre stage.
He looked at Walburga Black.
"Tell me Mrs Black. Why are you doing this?" Walburga was confused She cocked an eyebrow demanding an explanation from Harry.
Harry looked back at his audiences.
"It was her who made that story up about you setting Andromeda with a marriage contract."
Arcturus's eyes were on her in a flash that it might have broke his neck with the speed he turned to the woman.
"What?" He growled, his famous temper coming to the forefront. "Is that true?"
Orion Black stood up. "I won't have you talking like that to her, Father. She might be overbearing a few times but she is not one to torment the family."
"Grow a spine, Black." Harry spat, silencing the entire room. "For fucks sake, how deluded are you?" He asked.
Orion, who was shocked by that outburst, went red in the face. "I won't be addressed like that by a boy of all the people in the world. Show some respect."
Harry chuckled coldly. "I haven't seen someone who is so ignorant to his own family matters." He muttered.
"That woman is a crazy bitch, Black." Walburga screeched as she went for her wand, but stopped when she saw the boy standing there, looking at her, daring her to go on and curse him.
"Go on, woman. Curse me. Your Lord would reward you handsomely."
"Lord?" A confused Orion asked, his voice holding the traces of anger in it.
Harry smirked as the woman paled.
"Tell him Walburga. Tell your husband what you have been up to. Tell him where your loyalties lie. Tell him that you have already defected to the other side and are now supporting Lord Voldemort."
Orion stared at his wife in shock. His angry eyes gave way to hurt and shock.
"Tell me that's not true." He whispered to his wife. "Please, Walburga. Please tell me that is not true." He begged. Desperately.
"It's true." He was horrified. "It really is true." Orion Black never felt more ashamed in his life.
Orion Black was not a person who went out of his way to get what he wanted. He had no more interest in being the Lord Of the family. Sure, he would be honored and proud, but he was not dead set on that. When he fell in love with Walburga, he had defied his father and had gone ahead and married her. Frankly, he had achieved something. Walburga was a beautiful woman. Soft spoken, intelligent, quick-tempered which he found attractive, but often the picture of intelligence when he was at school.
She caught his eye and he had fallen hard for that girl. His parents had not been so positive about him marrying a girl from the Crabbe family. They had no issues regarding the girl, at least not for the sake of him. They had subtly tried to get him to change his mind, but that had not worked.
After marriage, what he failed to notice was that Walburga began to change. The whole issue escalated when his father appointed Sirius as his heir. Orion was of course proud and extremely happy, but the same cannot be said to Walburga.
She had let him know of her displeasure. She had ranted and raved about the fact that she won’t get to be the next Lady Black. From that moment on, she had become shrill, overbearing, and downright hostile with the rest of the family.
He was blinded. All those times, when he was brought to this issue, his love assured him that it was nothing like that. He was the one that knew Walburga better than anyone. He was the one that had fallen in love knowing how wonderful she was. These people were all trying to fill his head, according to him.
This matter was a whole different issue. Yes, he was one among many that knew that the mudbloods were of no consequence. They were the superior beings and he, like many of his ancestors, hated those wretched beings. But when Walburga approached him, asking about his opinion regarding the Dark Lord, he shrugged. Sure he may not like muggles, but he didn’t like wasting his time on them. He had no issue with them.
Even though he liked this idea to an extent, he would never defect from family. His father and mother had thought him extremely well. He obeyed those ideals and followed them religiously.
He didn’t like his family serving under this Dark Lord. They are a family that has run this world. He didn’t like the idea of being subordinates. He had rejected her request. He had then let the matter slide, thinking that his wife would get over it.
The news that was broken to him, destroyed him inside out. Everything he had imagined about his wonderful wife, the sweet and charming woman he had fallen in love with was all false. It was all a mask.
He watched his wife as he was watching a complete stranger. Was this the same woman who he had known all these years?
He shook his head and masked his emotions. “Why?” It was a simple but a very important question that was bugging him.
His wife sneered at him for the first time in their long marriage.
“You might be a saint, husband. I am certainly not.” She said, her eyes taking on a crazy glint.
“From the day I married you, I dreamt of being the Lady Black. Run the reigns of this powerful family. Command respect from my mere presence. Make the decisions that make or break our governance. Change the way of our world. Destroy all the mudbloods. But no. Orion Black in all his intelligence, decided that he has no need of the Lordship.” She explained.
“All my dreams came crashing down. All the ambitions I had built myself on, were sitting as ruins in the bottom of my heart.” She mumbled. “All that is because of you.” She glared at her husband. “I came dangerously close to killing you. Killing you because of your deed. But deep down, I still loved you. You were always the one I wanted and for that, I let it go. NOt completely, mind you. I was still searching for a way to get what I wanted.” She smirked.
“It was then that my brother told me about the Dark Lord. I was summoned to meet him once and all my wishes came to life. I began dreaming again. I knew that with his help, I would cement my place in the upper wings when he takes charge. That is the reason why I went to such great lengths to secure a betrothal to the girls with the families close to the Dark Lord. With his influence and their support and the powerful name that this family already has, it will be a matter of time that I will be where I desire. And then, it would have been me, you and Regulus and our own world.” Her eyes became hard once more.
“That was spoiled because of you.” She spat at Harry. Harry didn’t move an inch as he heard what the woman had to say. It was a good thing that she decided to speak. He would have strangled the woman otherwise.
“You had to interfere that day. You spoiled everything that I had constructed very carefully. All would have been well if not for you.” She snarled as she went for her wand. Harry didn’t need to react. Arcturus bound the woman the moment she twitched her hand and banished her to the wall.
The whole room was silent as she glared at the Black Lord.
“Everything could have been salvaged if my foolish nieces had not fallen in love with that bastard.” She spat. “When the Malfoy patriarch had been killed, I knew that my ideas were spoiled once more.” She struggled against the rope, finally giving up after it proved fruitless.
“That was when I received information regarding that blood traitor and that mudblood being involved with each other.” She laughed. “I along with the help of the dark lord hatched a plan. A plan to break this family. I knew the girl was in my presence as I put up an act. She fell for it and fled with that mudblood. The plan had been executed perfectly, but the second part did not. The internal fighting that we had expected didn’t happen. That part failed miserably.” She pointed out.
“I stand by what I said. You Potter, are the person I hate the most in this world. If not for you, everything would have been perfect. Just like I had planned it to be.” She couldn’t speak any further as another voice interrupted.
“Crucio!!” Druella Black screamed and her curse struck true as she watched the woman scream in pain, writhing against her bonds.” So you decided to play with my daughter’s life instead?” She snarled as she threw another torture curse at the woman.
“What did my Andromeda do to deserve such a horrifying fate?” Her eyes started shedding tears, her body suddenly shaking as her anger began to override her senses.
“She deserved that. Sullying herself with a mudblood of all people.” She sneered in disgust. “If it was up to me, I would have killed the bitch on the spot.”
“Shut up!” Druella screamed. “Shut up…shut up…shut up.” She was about to lose her cool when she felt a strong hand on her wand arm. She looked up to the owner of the arm and Harry shook his head at her. “No. Please?” She let her wand clatter to the ground and she clutched his arm in an iron grip.
“Please calm down, Mrs Black. Stop crying.” Harry gently instructed the woman who nodded. She sobbed into his shoulder as she was able to calm herself.
Harry gestured for Cygnus to tend to his wife. The older man was quick to get to his wife’s support. He whispered something in her ears and the woman nodded as she allowed her husband to lead her away.
Harry watched the woman and then her husband. “She is all yours, Black. None of us are going to interrupt you. You decide what you are going to do about this issue.”
Orion Black stared emotionlessly at his wife. She looked back at him, a crazy glint in her eye.
“You are not the Walburga I knew and loved. You will never be her. Whoever this person is, who has taken her place, doesn’t deserve mercy. I will mourn for my wife. The wonderful woman that brought so much meaning to my life. I will cherish every memory I have of her from the days when she used to be just plain Walburga. The woman I had fallen head over heels with.” He whispered, his voice carrying to the entire room.
“Our life was wonderful, Walburga. A huge family, two brilliant boys, lots of wealth, prestige, power. You threw everything away just to fulfill your desire. You threw away a wonderful son, hating him just because he turned out different than the others and he ended up outside the range of your thoughts.” He pointed out.
“Despite all of this, I won’t kill you Walburga. No. Despite all of this, my love for you never wavered and will never change.” Orion turned back to stare at his father.
“It’s high time that I take these matters into my hands.” He whispered.
“I will be taking her to the Villa in France. The dungeons would help me discipline her very well.” His eyes held a glint. A very familiar glint that had Arcturus staring at his son in shock.
The Villa that he had mentioned is an old Black family estate in France. That place was used by his ancestors to, to put it eloquently, a house that the male members of the Black family used to keep their wives from getting a big head. To discipline them. When the Blacks reigned supremacy in all of Europe, the male members developed this place for their entertainment.
The main reason was that as soon as the Black Family magic is shared with the wedded lady, who is married into the family, they develop a sense of power. A feeling that they are above all the others. That they are superior. That would lead to them descending into the famous
‘BLACK MADNESS’, where they tend to become violent and crazy.
That was not seen in any of the Black family ladies in recent years until Walburga. The Black family is known notoriously for their abilities in dark arts and the way they stick to their own. That is the reason they had such a dangerous reputation. A single member who is fully trained from the Black family is a handful, imagine if it’s a dozen more men.
So when Orion heard what his wife blathered about, he took some time before he could nail an answer for her behavior. This had to be the answer. He knew how Walburga was before. He knew that he could solve this issue without losing his wife.
If it is truly madness, she would be able to receive help and that in turn, will save his wife. If not, then he had no choice. As much as it pained him, Orion loved his family and would make sure she breathed her last so that his family remains safe.
Arcturus couldn’t believe his son would suggest something like this. He looked at the man with uncertainty. “Are you sure?” Orion nodded.
“Very well. If it truly helps, it's all well and good.” Arcturus nodded at his son.
Orion stepped forward and held out his hand as his father placed a golden compass in his hand.
“For what it’s worth, you have my respects, Orion. Your love for your wife is truly a testimony to the kind of man that you have grown up to become. Your mother and I are very proud of you, son.”
Orion stepped back and held his wife's hand as the compass began moving. Soon the two were enclosed in golden light and disappeared.
Harry was confused. "What was that about?" He asked Arcturus.
He received a smirk in response.
"Oh..something you would love to do when you are married to my granddaughters. You will need it with them. Not for the purpose that Orion is using it for, but I think they will love it." Harry frowned.
"I don't understand…." Melania locked her arm with his. "Don't worry about it, Dear. He is an idiot." She gently led him out of the room, ignoring her husband's booming laughter.
"Do you know what that was about?" Harry watched as Melania blushed brightly for a moment, before composing herself.
"Yes." She muttered. Harry hadn't seen his Aunt lose her composure in front of him.
"Well, how can I put it." She frowned.
"We Black women, we have a few different kinks rather than the other women." Harry understood where this was going. His face burned brightly and he looked away.
"What?" He tried to avoid it, but his voice came out as a squeak. "Oh come now, Harry. Surely you aren't that shy are you?" Melania asked, watching the boy in amusement. Harry didn't dare meet her eyes.
"I'm… I…." Melania smiled at the boy.
"It isn't a big deal, Harry. I am sure you will enjoy it when the time comes."
Harry gaped at the woman, his eyes wide.
"I think I will leave." He muttered and left the room as quickly as possible.
"Such a lovely boy." Melania chuckled softly, enjoying his antics.
FLASHBACK ENDS-------
Harry shook his head. He had not been able to look Narcissa and Bellatrix in the eye initially. But had gradually begun to let it be.
Now, he had two very important jobs to do.
To inform the family and to tear Ted Tonks apart.
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Harry popped in front of the gates of Hogwarts. He trudged up to the school, wanting to meet Narcissa. He made his way to the infirmary. He knew that she would be there. It had been almost two months back that he had seen Narcissa. It was one of the things that he hated about this arrangement. He would be getting to see very little of her. He missed her. She would always cling to him and he loved to have her close. Her musical laughter, her wonderful wit and not to forget her sexy body….he shook his head. ‘Get a grip you pervert,’
He and Narcissa had not been intimate as of now. He wanted to. Merlin he wanted to ravish the blonde. He wanted to worship her body, but Narcissa was not ready. She had not approached him. He too, didn’t have the gall to force her into something she was not ready for.
He loved the girl with all his heart. That was all that mattered to him. He entered the infirmary and watched the girl going over a book. He silently observed her actions. The way she bit her lips in confusion, trying to understand what she was reading. How she subconsciously pushed back the errant strands of hair that interfered with her everytime she bent down to read.
“Wow.” Harry muttered. Narcissa jumped out of her seat, her wand flicking into her hand.
She noticed who the arrival was and she was out of her spot in a flash. She jumped at her love and locked her lips with his. Harry’s hands instantly traveled to her bottom. Narcissa gasped at his action, but didn’t break the kiss. She had missed this for a very long time.
She broke the kiss and stared into the most favorite thing in her life. His emeralds were aloit with amusement. “Did you miss me?” He smirked. “Shut up.” She mumbled resting her head on his chest.
“You have no idea how much I missed you.” Narcissa’s heart warmed once more when she heard that comment. Harry loved her. She knew that. It was nothing new. But everytime he says something like that, she knows that he is speaking from the bottom of his heart. He is a wealth of love. Never stops spreading it to them.
“I love you.” She whispered and once more, his grip tightened around her. She could feel his happiness. “I love you too. More than anything in my life.” He said.
They didn’t leave their embrace for a while. They enjoyed each other’s presence. A private time after many days. Harry stepped back and pulled the girl onto her seat.
“I have a surprise for you.” She looked at him, questioningly.
“Nope. You have to see it. Come on, let’s go.” Harry pulled the girl to his feet. She protested.
“Harry. You can’t take me away from here so easily. I don’t have the permission.” She reasoned.
Harry snorted. “I would like to see anybody try and stop me.”
“Really Mr Potter?” Harry froze. He knew that stern voice anywhere in the world. He turned around and his eyes widened comically when he saw two extremely stern women staring questioningly at him. “Professor Mcgonagall, Madam Pomfrey….” He trailed off.
Narcissa chuckled into her hand, trying hard to not erupt into full blown laughter.
“You came in here without permission and decided to drag my apprentice to god knows where and to do Merlin knows what.” Poppy answered dryly.
“You see Poppy. I ….” He was terrified of these women. They were his mother’s closest friends. ANything he does , his mother would be notified immediately and he really didn’t want to get chewed out by his mother for these rude actions.
“Ah… you see… It is a family matter.” He tried weakly. It was true, but he still had barged in unannounced. He thought of a plan. “Hedwig?” He waited and waited and cursed when his familiar didn’t flash in.
“Fuck!” He swore and winced when he received a slap on his head. “Language.” Narcissa chastised. “ I swear that bloody bird enjoys my position sometimes.” He slowly took her hand in his.
“Let me say that it has been wonderful seeing the two of you.” He bowed low to the women.
He then stood back up and looked behind them.” Oh! Professor Dumbledore.” The two women turned back and Harry took this distraction and raced away from the place with Narcissa at his heels.
“I am sorry professor. Please don’t tell my mother.” He shouted, causing the two women to chuckle. “Dorea has a gem of a son.” Minerva pointed out and Poppy had to agree with her assessment.
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Harry chuckled joyfully as he and Narcissa collapsed on the ground, laughing at the stunt they had pulled. Narcissa had been scandalized at first, but the joy on his face, the carefree expression of his was 8worth it.
“I can’t believe we pulled that stunt.” She whispered. She leaned forward and kissed him once more. Slowly and passionately. Once more Harry captured her bottom and this time, she smirked. She wasn’t going to complain. It was his as much as it was hers. She slapped herself mentally at such naughty thoughts.
His hands slowly traveled up her skirt, massaging her thighs. She shuddered on top of him, but didn’t stop him. She was feeling very needy today.
Harry decided to go a bit more when he heard Sirius and James cough. Harry groaned. He continued to let his hands wander, but another cough was heard and now,he was annoyed.
“One fuckig moment. One damn moment. Is that too much to ask…..” He trailed off when he saw not only James and Sirius, but the entire family watching him and Narcissa.
He jumped up and slapped his forehead.
“It really wasn’t what it looked like.” He had to explain.
“So you were not trying to feel up my daughter?” Cygnus Black questioned, his tone flat and not giving him much to recognise.
Harry knew he had not much to escape on. “Ok fine. It was exactly what it was.” Harry muttered, a heavy blush covering his cheek. Narcissa had buried her head into his side, blushing heavily as she met her mother and Aunt’s eyes.
“As much as I would love it to see a blonde haired baby with those special eyes, I want the two to wait for your marriage.” Arcturus muttered, his voice was laced with amusement as he and Charlus left the place and walked inside the Manor.
His mother and Mrs Black stopped in front of him.
“You should listen to them.” Dorea pointed out. Her voice suddenly turned gleeful. “I don’t care if you don’t wait too.”
“Mum!” Harry exclaimed. The two women walked away. “It’s not like you don’t want it either.”She said.
Harry shook his head and turned back to the beautiful goddess in his arms. She was smiling at him and Harry just couldn’t comprehend how he had ever landed her.
His hand caressed her cheek gently as his thumb rubbed small circles softly on her cheek.
“Come. They are waiting,” he whispered and the two walked into the Manor, side by side.
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It had been a very emotional reunion. Harry and Narcissa had decided that now was not the time to speak of this. She had been so happy to see her sister back. The entire family had been happy for the first time in many days. Harry slipped away from the place when he heard the noise of little Nymphadora crying.
Harry was quick to get to the crib. He picked the baby up and smiled as the baby calmed down.
“Hey, Dora.” He smiled. “Your name is a mouthful. I don’t know what your mother was thinking.” He frowned, causing the baby to grin. She reached forward and tuggen on his locks. Harry chuckled. “You like it?” She babbled, tugging his hair softly. “Just like your aunts. They love my hair as well, though I don’t understand why.”
“You are a very special girl, Dora. You will be our special girl. You will grow up to be just like your mother. One of the strongest witches I know. You would be honored to be like your mother. The things she went through, you will be proud of your mother. You will be loved, Dora. Nobody will dare question you. Not if they still want to be breathing. Not with your uncle around.” He assured the girl. “You will be our princess. My dear princess. I and your aunts will spoil you rotten. Your Uncle James and Sirius will teach you pranking, Your grandfather and great grandfathers will be wrapped around your little finger. Your mother will have a headache every single day and we would have fun getting on her nerves.” He grinned at the girl.
“I am sorry Dora. I am sorry that I can’t give you your father. It’s better if you never knew about him. Never will you have to know about him, if I have anything to say.” He promised.
“I am sorry Dora, but I just can’t let that bastard get away. Not after what he did. I don’t mind if you are angry for the rest of your life if you ever come to know. But please don’t hate me for what I would do.” He whispered.
“You will never need a father like him. We will see that you won’t need someone like him.” He finished, his eyes shining brightly. Dora stared back at him and raised her small hand.
“You want my word?” He chuckled. He held the little hand of the girl.
“You have my word.” He promised and he meant it. From the bottom of his heart.
Harry didn’t notice his entire family standing behind him, watching this scene with amazement and happiness. He only noticed it when Andromeda placed a hand on his shoulder. She smiled at him, her eyes full of tears as she received the baby from his hands. She cooed at her daughter before looking back at him.
“Thank You.” She mouthed, taking her daughter back to her mother, Aunt, Grandmother and sisters.
Harry watched the ladies gush over the little girl. His responsibility just went up. He was now ready. He would face Tom with everything he has to keep his family alive and well. That was a promise he made to himself.
He met his father and uncle’s eyes who nodded at him. Harry nodded back. He got the message. He will be ready for anything that would be thrown at him.
TBC—----
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Matthews Joseph
Updates on this story are pretty slow. Eager to see where this goes
