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🕑 Added 2022-03-24 14:33:52 +0000 UTCChapter 10- Lucius's Plan
Charlus came down the stairs, ready to leave for the Wizengamot meeting that had been scheduled. He raised an eyebrow in surprise when he saw his wife all lively and humming to herself.
From his experience of the Black family, he knew that the Black women never hummed.
"Should I have to hide a body?" He questioned his unusually happy wife.
"Oh don't be so dramatic, husband." She chided her husband lightly.
She then smiled heartily before passing a letter.
"Ah...Good news, I suppose?" He continued reading a letter, before chuckling heartily.
"Well, it seems that the two have managed to get him to agree."
"And you doubted their ability?" Dora questioned her husband with a raised eyebrow.
Charlus shook his head swiftly.
"No. I knew what they could do. I thought that he could quell their advances. But, another Potter falls for a Black female.
Merlin that is becoming a trend for now." He muttered.
"Are you complaining about marrying me, Charlus Potter?" She questioned her husband dangerously.
"No dear. How can you even think like that? You are the best thing that happened to me in my poor excuse of a life." He chuckled warily.
"Hmm." She patted his cheek. "Good save, husband." She smiled as she leaned in to kiss him.
"For Merlin's sake, can the two of you stop that?" The two jumped when Arcturus's voice was heard.
"I don't want to see my sister and her husband making out in front of me and especially in broad daylight." He gagged.
"Don't be mean, Arcturus." Dorea chided as she placed a kiss on his cheek.
"What happened to make the two of you so lively early in the morning?" He grumbled as he questioned the two.
"It seems that your nephew has pulled his head out of the ground and started giving head to his feelings," Dorea explained happily.
"Ah. I knew that he wouldn't be able to resist." Arcturus chuckled.
"Melania will go overboard when she learns of this."
"Shall we get going?" Charlus stood up from the table.
"I will see you at dinner, Dor." He kissed her cheek and made their way to the floo room.
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Milicent Bagnold rubbed her eyes tiredly. She had been under a lot of stress recently. The constant attacks on the muggle villages. It might not have been a matter of concern if not for the fact that it was a group of wizards that were causing this to happen.
By the time her Aurors reached the crime scene, the only sight they were welcomed to was that of dead muggles and his calling card. His mark.
A snake protruding from a skull.
At first, she had dismissed the man as a common sociopath who would be easily caught and brought to justice.
But sadly, that wasn't the case. He had been utterly devastating. He was a parselmouth. He was the heir of Slytherin and that was his calling card. He had no document of identification. No records or any other such thing.
The mass panic that he was causing was a huge problem. Muggleborns were mysteriously ending up dead. The mark hovering above their place of death.
She still didn't understand how he had converted the werewolves to his cause.
She had to agree that the wizarding world was extremely unfair to the werewolves, but being someone as ambitious as her, she had no choice but to nod to every demand of the pureblood families.
But that was coming to bite her in her arse.
They had come ahead with certain demands and she had to agree. She cannot antagonize those with status. When she had first sat on this chair as the Minister for Magic, she had dreams. Ideas that will help the wizarding world and its residents. Everything she had thought about had come crashing down when she understood how this place worked.
Before she knew it, she had fallen into a huge pit and was now unable to get out of it without the approval of the Purebloods.
She knew about these attacks. She had gathered enough intel regarding these attacks and the ones behind them. Lestrange, Malfoy, Nott, Selwyns, Yaxley, Carrow.
All of the Lords who controlled the Ministry. She was a puppet and she knew it.
Her hope arrived in the form of Harry Potter and his family. Just when they had all but seized control of the ministry, the dark faction lost their power when the Blacks moved to the neutral arena.
The most powerful of the lights, The Potters copied their actions and with the emergence of the prestigious and notorious House of Peverell, the entire scale of balance was tipped to their favour.
The neutrals were currently the most powerful faction in the governing body.
And frankly, this could not have come at a better time.
She knew that the other families will hold their horses if the Potter Lord is in the session. Bagnold shuddered in fear. That man was as dangerous as they came.
"I call this Wizengamot session to order." The courtroom became silent as the doors to the chamber closed.
"I have called the Wizengamot session due to the situation outside." The members were listening intently right now.
"Lord Edgar Bones has a proposition." She indicated to the young lord sitting to the left side.
Edgar Bones was probably the least experienced among the Lord's sitting in the Wizengamot. Harry Potter and Lucius Malfoy were the two Lords who were probably the least experienced in the Wizengamot other than Edgar himself.
"Esteemed Lords and Ladies of the Wizengamot. I bring forward a proposition regarding the need to battle the self-styled Dark Lord who also goes by the name Lord Voldemort." Edgar Bones waited for the noise to die down.
"And how do you propose to do this, Lord Bones?" That was from the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, Albus Dumbledore.
"Simple." Bones shrugged. "We battle fire with fire." He answered.
That did it. A cacophony of noises erupted around the Wizengamot. The Light side denies such an action and the dark side, surprise surprise, absolutely denies such an action.
A bang was fired in the courtroom that had the room silent.
"This is ridiculous. How can you suggest something like that, Lord Bones?" It was Lord Gerald Prewitt.
The man was Dumbledore's boot licker and like the man, found a bone breaker to be dark.
"Violence is not an answer to this matter, Minister. We cannot resort to something Dark." Prewitt said, gaining a nod of approval from Chief Warlock.
"I have to agree with Lord Prewitt, minister.
Killing is not the answer for the matter at hand. Lots of blood will be lost. We cannot afford that after Grindelwald." He announced sadly.
"We can make do with defending ourselves, without going on the offensive." His trademark grandfather tone had the light members nodding like a deity and the Dark faction sneering in displeasure but kept quiet because he was playing this issue right into their laps.
The Death Eaters relied on the Aurors using stunners and low-level spells so that they could get away. It would be very difficult for them to do all this with the Aurors using lethal spells.
Edgar Bones shook his head.
"You don't know the situation like me and the other Aurors out there, Chief Warlock. We are losing our numbers. At a very astonishing pace. About three thousand of the muggles have been killed in the past month alone. Forty of our Aurors have been killed. If this continues, we will have a huge problem in our hands. A problem of numbers. Trust me, that is not the problem that one wants to have when facing problems like these." He explained.
"We cannot resort to their methods, Lord Bones. That is not the right way to go about this process. We only…." He suddenly stopped when Charlus Potter stood up, catching the attention of the chamber.
"You still want to hide it?" He questioned the man.
"After all this mess, you still want to play your cards close to your chest?" Charlus asked with an edge to his voice that had many shuddering.
Dumbledore couldn't speak a word. He didn't have anything to say. The Potter lord probably would have learnt all of this from his son. The eyes of the Black Lord from next to the man confirmed that he knew too.
"You must understand, Lord Potter, that many innocents will be at stake here. Lots of them will get caught in the crossfire…"
"But that doesn't mean that we have to sit back and enjoy it." Charlus snapped.
"If not for my son, I would have lost two of my nieces, Dumbledore," Charlus muttered.
"Werewolves were attacking us. And there was Abraxas Malfoy." He explained.
"If we aren't safe from one of the...upstanding….Uhm..people of the society, how can we save ourselves?" He questioned the entire chamber.
"People, die Dumbledore. How long can a person remain living?" He asked the old man. "We all die. But I would let hell freeze over if I would let some bastard run around killing people on this land, for which we fought for." He turned back to the Wizengamot.
"I have said my piece. And I say this too.
Any and everyone who bears his mark, who willingly carries his mark, who follows his orders and brings trouble to magical Britain are fair game. You will be considered as the enemies of House Potter and House Peverell and I am going to respond with equal ferocity." He announced dangerously, his voice reverberating around the Chamber.
"And the same applies to the Blacks." Arcturus stood up, backing up his brother in law.
"Any and everyone following the Dark Lord Voldemort is the enemy of House Black." He announced.
"With that being said, I agree to the proposal of Lord Bones." Arcturus took the young lord by surprise.
Charlus nodded. "Lord Black is right. I agree with Lord Bones' proposal. I want it to be brought into approval." He said.
"Our piece is done. We thank you all for listening to us." He left his seat and excited the stunned Wizengamot.
Arcturus followed his friend out the Chambers.
The two men looked at each other and burst into laughter.
"That was hilarious." Charlus gasped in between laughter.
"Oh. Merlin their faces." Arcturus wheezed.
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Harry chuckled as he read the newspaper.
"You are very happy this morning, Harry. Are you sure that everything is fine?" Remus questioned the boy warily.
Harry nodded as he pushed the newspaper to Remus. The pale and lanky boy who was still getting used to the aftereffects of his transformation three days back smiled as he read the paper.
"Honestly. Your father scares the shit out of me, Harry." He pointed out shuddering.
"No wonder these piss poor politicians are wetting their pants."
Harry nodded. His father was one of a kind. He didn't know who all Dumbledore feared, but it was safe to say that Dumbledore feared atleast two men in this world. Arcturus Black, and Charlus Potter.
His eyes fell back on the article that had been published.
DARK MARK ILLEGALISED
In a very intense Wizengamot meeting yesterday, the Dark Mark that has been found hovering around the scene of crimes committed by the newly risen self proclaimed Dark Lord Voldemort, has been declared as illegal.
The people who carry the mark will be recognised to have committed the heinous act of treason and would be sentenced to life in Azkaban.
This comes in the aftereffects of the passionate speech by Lord Charlus Potter who warned the group of men and has declared an open Blood Feud with the families following the Dark lord.
This decision was a shock and surprise to many in the Wizengamot, but Charlus Potter held his ground. He along with Lord Arcturus Black and by proxy, Lord Harry Potter Peverell have declared war on the wizards and witches loyal or supporting the cause of Lord Voldemort, and they will be considered as the enemies of houses Potter, Black and Peverell.
The decision in turn came as a huge support for the young Lord Bones who was trying to get legal rights to use lethal force by the Aurors.
Yes, dear readers. The auror force has been given the power to attack using lethal force to subdue the Dark Lords' followers and to prevent further deaths and loss of life.
The article went on about the discussion regarding the immunity to Aurors.
Harry couldn't help but let his eye fall on the group of Slytherins that he had kept an eye on. They looked like they had sucked on a lemon.
Harry smiled. This was certainly a huge blow, but as discussed with his father, this brought another problem.
Now that the mark has been illegalised, Tom will become alert. He would continue marking the Death Eaters. According to what Harry knew of Tom, he was a man who took great pride in boasting of his abilities. It was the same in the memory of Tom. It was the same for when he was tied up in the graveyard. The man simply could not stop boasting about all his achievements and showing off how powerful he is.
So he thought that, either the dark mark would be hidden, or would be placed somewhere away from prying eyes.
He had to study that mark. That mark was a key to a lot of Death Munchers. He needed to write to Saul. It's been ages since he wrote to the man.
He smiled in memory of the man who was a mentor he would owe a lot to. If not for him, Harry would have been lagging and he knew it.
"You have that face again, Harry." Bellatrix slid into the seat next to him and kissed his cheek.
"Am I right in assuming that it's because of the newspaper?"
Harry nodded. He pushed the newspaper to the girl.
"I read it." She waved him off.
"What next, Harry?" She questioned the boy curiously.
"For now, nothing." He let out a sigh he didn't know he was holding.
"There will be fallout, Bell. You have to expect those. He will be more alert from now on. We have to wait and watch." He explained.
The girl nodded.
"In the meantime, we have planned something for you." She whispered huskily in his ear, causing the boy to shudder.
"Who….what?" He stuttered, his eyes glazing over.
Bellatrix smiled sultrily. "Oh, you will know soon enough. I want you to wait for another thirty minutes and then come to the Room of Requirements." She instructed.
"But….." She placed a finger on his lips, silencing him.
"Ah...ah...Not a word Harry. Just wait for thirty minutes and come and see us." She stood up and started to walk away, her hips swaying alluringly, with Harry's attention on it.
"Whipped." Sirius snickered, mimicking the usage of a whip in the air.
"Shut up, Padfoot," Harry grumbled, realizing he had been caught.
He stood up and left, without looking back. Damn the guys won't let him live that one down.
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He was wandering. There was still at least another fifteen minutes left, but he couldn't wait. He was curious. He wanted to know what they had planned.
"Potter?" Harry's wand was in his hand in an instant and he had rounded upon the guy behind him.
"Wait…. Potter. I mean no harm." Harry frowned as he recognised the person at the end of his wand.
"Avery." Harry hissed.
"I come in peace, Potter." He pointed out, his hand still raised. "Craig here is unarmed as well." He pointed out.
"Just listen to us. We had something to say."
Harry frowned as he lowered his hand.
"What is it?" He questioned gruffly.
The boy looked around hurriedly. He was fearful of something.
"Listen. I know that I am probably the last person that you are going to believe, but I had to come out and say it. I was left with no choice." He explained.
He leaned forward. "I would watch Narcissa Black closely if I were you. Something dangerous is going to happen and she would become a victim of that. I can't say more. But know this, the other boys are planning something regarding the girl and it's not pleasant." He warned Harry.
Harry gazed at the boy. His eyes never wavering from his.
"You better not be shitting with me Avery," Harry warned.
"I am willing to swear on my magic." He pointed out. Harry nodded. He could not ask more of him.
"What do you get out of this?" Harry questioned the boy, warily.
Harry knew that the boy was not a saint. He was watching his own skin and trying to save his arse. He was not doing this out of respect or righteousness.
"Why are you going against your allies? You have to admit that this is fishy, Avery." Harry pointed out.
The boy was a Slytherin. And more than that, his father was a marked Death Eater, for sure.
"I, Thomas Avery, swear on my magic that I have spoken the truth till now, so mote it be." A flash was seen around the boy and Avery flicked his wand, causing it to lighten up.
"Commendable." Harry nodded.
"As for why, I don't have a death wish, Potter. Is that difficult to understand?"
Harry shook his head.
"What about him?" He nodded towards Jugson.
"I can vouch for him. He didn't want anything to do with the matter." Avery promised.
"What have they planned?" Harry questioned. The boys shook their heads.
"I better not say it, though I can guess that you might understand. But I would rather not say. Plausible deniability."
Harry laughed coldly.
"I will heed your words, Avery." Harry whispered. "Just remember. If I smell a hint of betrayal, I will make sure that your life will be very painful for the remaining days you will be alive." He warned the boy, his eyes glowing dangerously promising pain and suffering.
"I am not like Voldemort, Avery." He snorted as the two flinched.
"He punishes you with pain but still needs you as his slaves. But I am different. I will make sure that you choose death over following him by the time I am done with you." Harry finished and nodded satisfactorily as the two cowered under his glare.
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He had to admit that he was surprised. They were not lying and frankly speaking, Harry didn't need the oath. He had known for a while that those guys were cooking something bad.
His fury now held no bounds. He would die before he let anyone lay a finger on his Cissa.
He didn't know when he reached the Room of Requirements, but he pushed the door open.
He was greeted by a sight that made him freeze in his stride.
The entire place was decorated with candles, and a grand four-poster bed in front of him. But that was not what caught his attention.
It was the two women on the bed.
Narcissa and Bellatrix had forgone their clothes in favour of very revealing silk lingerie. He felt the blood flow south and his trousers tightened.
They shone in the dimly lit room. Stars in the night.
He now understood why boys are obsessed with getting a girl into bed. This was beyond his imagination. He knew those two were beautiful. None can question otherwise. But this was new. They looked ethereal.
Harry knew he was almost drooling, but he couldn't bring himself to stop staring at the two.
Narcissa and Bellatrix chuckled when they saw his face. "We broke him." Narcissa giggled.
"No. We aren't even close to starting to break him." Bellatrix whispered.
She stood up and walked towards Harry, her hips swaying exaggeratedly. She smirked when his eyes moved to her movements.
"You were a bit late." She whispered, biting his ear lobe.
"I'm. I. Ah. Didn't… see t...the time. Got carried away." He gasped the last words when she pressed herself to his chest.
His chest was now pressed against her breasts. Harry let his eyes fall on the two round mounds of soft flesh. He couldn't stop himself from touching it. Bellatrix moaned in approval.
"You like them, Harry?" She questioned mischievously. Harry nodded so quickly that his neck might have snapped.
"Come on." She led him to the bed where Narcissa was waiting. The blonde girl pulled him to the bed before attacking his lips impatiently, demanding his attention.
Harry closed his eyes and revelled in the feel of her lips.
His hands grabbed her waist as he felt himself getting lost in the kiss. Feeling a bit brave, Harry lowered his hands and squeezed her round bottom causing Narcissa to gasp and moan into his mouth.
Harry kneaded her bottom with his hand causing a series of gasps and moans.
Narcissa broke the kiss and smiled.
"Naughty Harry." She smirked as his face turned red.
He was about to reply when Bellatrix captured his lips into a heated kiss. Narcissa moved aside and Bellatrix sat on his lap, straddling his huge bulge in the process with her own now wet nethers.
The two moaned into each other's mouths.
She broke the kiss as she continued to straddle him, smiling at his squirming.
"You wanted an answer. You asked how you would choose between the two of us? The answer is you choose both of us." She finished, as Harry growled and captured the girl before pulling her into a rough possessive kiss.
This continued for some time, with the two girls kissing him, teasing him and loving to make him squirm.
Harry was not idle. He now understood why he was a Gryffindor. He was in unfamiliar territory but that didn't stop him from exploring new depths.
His hands had been wandering from one spot to another searching for points that would increase their pleasure.
It was then that Bellatrix decided to up the ante.
She kneeled in front of Harry, her eyes locked with his as she pulled down his boxers.
Harry's erection was left out in the open and he shuddered when she gently encircled her fingers around it.
"Bell?" He gasped. "What are you.ahhh…." He moaned when she placed a kiss on his tip.
"Just sit back and relax, Harry." She smiled as Harry was watching her with wide eyes.
His eyebrows disappeared when she was joined by Narcissa.
She smiled as she placed a kiss on his member.
"You are going to love this, Harry." She muttered as she lowered onto his member.
Harry hissed in pleasure as he felt her engulf his member into her mouth. His body started to shudder at the sensations that he was feeling.
"Bell….." He moaned as she continued bobbing up and down on his member.
He felt his head swimming and he felt light-headed.
"Bellatrix. I am…." He couldn't finish as he felt his senses go white and his body shook with overwhelming pleasure.
Bellatrix grinned happily seeing the dazed and pleasured expression of her boyfriend.
"We have a long day ahead, Harry. And you, my love, are in for a treat." Narcissa whispered before taking up her sister's position.
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"Morning." Harry greeted his friends with a wide grin. He sat down merrily before piling his plate with a lot of food.
The other boys, Amelia and Andromeda stared at the boy.
"You were missing for an entire day and you came out all happy and merry. " James stood up with his wand.
"Finite." He said, but Harry was too quick.
He swatted the spell away with his hand.
"You need to be miles better than that for a spell to even come close to me, little brother." Harry teased.
James glared at Harry. "Yep. It's him and his very own infuriating personality." He grumbled amidst the laughter.
"Back to the question, why are you so happy this early in the morning?" Amelia questioned her friend curiously.
Harry's face broke into a wide smile.
"Nothing in particular." He couldn't shake off his damn grin.
Narcissa and Bellatrix slide next to him, kissing the boy on his cheeks as they sat down.
The three didn't speak much, choosing to send discreet smiles and smirks at each other. This was noticed by Andromeda and Amelia who frowned in confusion before their eyes grew wide simultaneously.
"You two….."Andromeda shrieked, garnering attention towards them.
Her sisters grinned mischievously at her, but she could see a faint sign of a blush.
She then glanced at Harry who was looking anywhere but at her and Amelia.
"And him?" She trailed off, noticing his face burn all the more brighter.
"You sly harpies." She squealed softly, beaming at the three of them.
Amelia smiled at the three. She raised her glass when she caught her best friend's eye.
The other boys, still oblivious to this discussion, watched them with confusion before Remus choked on his food.
"No way." He muttered, staring at Harry with wide eyes.
"What?" Peter questioned his friend.
"The three probably shared an intimate moment between them." He blushed furiously, as he explained his words to his friends.
"You three had sex?" Sirius blurted out, and Harry slapped his forehead. The guy had the least amount of tact among the group.
He could see his friends staring at them with wide eyes.
James looked a bit uneasy.
"I don't want to know." He muttered.
"Why?" Sirius whined.
"Why? I don't want to hear about my brother stirring my two cousins' cauldrons. Forgive me Sirius if I want to keep my brains in proper condition." James snarked sarcastically.
"James. Just shut your stupid mouth. You don't know when to stop, do you?" Harry questioned, embarrassed by his words.
"For your information, I didn't stir any cauldron, as you put up so eloquently." He shook his head.
"Sure." James snorted.
"As much as I wanted that, I have to say that Harry is right, cousin," Bellatrix spoke up.
"But we certainly did things yesterday that are sinful." She grinned at the boys, making them blush.
"Ok. We need to get out of here and you will be following me. No more questions." Harry instructed in a no-nonsense tone and the boys nodded before getting up and following the boy.
"Seriously, how was it?" Andromeda asked her sisters curiously.
"It was wonderful." Narcissa gushed, her eyes glazing over, an expression mirrored by her eldest sister.
She smirked, though she had a feeling of longing. She loved the way the boy looked at the two of them. She craved the same feeling. She didn't say this outright, but she had a crush on Harry.
How can she not? He is everything a girl could ask for. But how can she possibly interfere among the three?
She had set her eyes on another person. This person was a senior and she knew that he was trying to get her attention.
Ted Tonks was a good wizard. He was no Harry Potter, but he was handsome. He was top of his class and he was powerful.
The only snag was that he was a mudblood.
She would worry about that later. Right now, she wanted to know all the things her sisters had gotten up to.
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Narcissa skipped down the hall, her mind in overdrive. Things had never been better for her. She finally had caught Harry's attention. She had dreamed of this for almost a year now and she had managed to do it. Granted she had to share him with her sister, but she could bear with that.
"What do we have here?" Narcissa jumped when she heard Lucius Malfoy. She glared coldly at the boy.
"What do you want?" She questioned venomously.
"Tch..tch...such crude language, Ms Black. What will the others think?" He smoothly chastised the girl
"You see, Ms Black. I wanted to marry you. Make you the Lady of House Malfoy. But you had to go and spoil it." He muttered.
"I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole, Malfoy. You can stop dreaming." She spat.
"Now, there is no need for such hostility, Ms Black. I just wanted to ask something of you."
"What?" She questioned with a frown.
Lucius shrugged with a smirk.
"You." He fired a stunner that Narcissa deflected. Lucius was shocked by the quickness of the display.
"That is wonderful, Ms Black."
"You thought that I am some damsel needing saving? I am a Black, Malfoy." She spat.
"Oh, you might not need it for me. But you would really need it for them." He gestured around her and the other Slytherin boys arrived from the shadows.
Narcissa was overwhelmed. There were at least ten of them.
She started to feel scared, but still held her ground.
"It's useless, Ms Black. We have outnumbered you. You have nowhere to run. You have nowhere to hide."
"If Harry ever learns of this, you are dead. All of you." She chuckled.
"That is what we want. We want him to know. We will make sure he watches you getting your due, helpless to do anything." Rudolphus laughed sinisterly.
"You think that you can get one over him? You are deluded." She chuckled again.
She flicked her wand in a circle.
"Expecto Patronum." A brilliant silver swan rose out of her wand and stood aside her.
"Go to Harry. Tell him I need help." She waved her wand and the swan disappeared from view.
"Get the bitch." Lucius snarled, and two of the boys started to walk forward.
Narcissa wasn't ideal. Two bludgeoning spells left her wand with quick succession causing the two of them to be blasted back into the corner.
"Attack all at once," Lucius shouted and Narcissa could only watch on helplessly as her protego was overpowered. Her wand flew out of her hand and she was pushed onto the ground.
"Too easy," Lucius muttered as he bound the woman and silenced her.
"Now, for the bait." He laughed, joined by the other boys, as they quickly got to work.
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Harry and Bellatrix were currently in between a duel when a brilliant silver swan floated towards him.
"She couldn't help but rub it in my face that she could produce a Patronus, very quickly," Bellatrix grumbled, causing Harry to chuckle.
"Harry. Help me." The swan whispered urgently and disappeared.
His smile disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. The words of Avery ringing in his ears.
He darted away from the room of requirements.
"Harry. Wait." Bellatrix called back, but he was already up and running.
He waved his wand and a fluorescent arrow appeared in front of him, showing the way ahead.
He had discreetly made sure to place a tracker on Narcissa.
He transformed into his animagus. He was at the destination in minutes. He watched as Lucius Malfoy tore her shirt. He roared in rage, gathering attention from the others and rushed to the girl, only to hit an invisible barrier and be thrown back. He snarled and jumped again but was thrown back again.
Harry tried again and again, before realizing that he couldn't get in.
He transformed back and growled in rage as he started firing all forms of spells at the barrier.
The gong of his spells impacting the barrier was extremely loud and he was sure that the entire castle had heard him.
But he couldn't be bothered to care right now.
"Ahh...our very own Lord Peverell, gentlemen." Lucius mocked as the other boys chuckled.
"Let her go, Malfoy. You don't want to do this." Harry snarled dangerously, his eyes glowing dangerously.
The other boys glanced at Harry, warily but Lucius wasn't in a state to notice.
"Is Lord Peverell afraid that I might violate his girlfriend?" He mocked, his hand travelling to the struggling girl's breast.
Harry roared in anger and the spells started to flow like a river. One after the other left his wand. A bludgeoner, blasting curse, explosion hex. The spells would strike the barrier which would flicker and then stand back as if nothing had happened at all.
Harry finally understood what that was. It was a very complex ward scheme designed to take in the magical energy and strengthen the shield. The stronger your spells are, the stronger the spells are absorbed, the stronger the shields become.
It was a very dangerous and difficult ward to create and this had Voldemort written all over it.
"What is wrong, Potter?" Rabastan mocked.
"Not able to get in?" He questioned.
"You are making a huge mistake," Harry whispered.
"Yeah empty threats, Potter." Lucius chuckled. "I would dare you to get inside that barrier. It was courtesy of the Dark Lord." The boys laughed.
"Wait. I will have the bitch audible again. You might want to hear her voice, don't you?" He waved his wand and lifted the silencing spell.
"Let go of me." She screamed. Harry could only look on in rage as his beautiful Narcissa was struggling in between those monsters.
"Come now, Narcissa. Is this how you treat your friends?" Lucius chuckled.
"You are an arse, Malfoy. And don't worry, you will never be the man that my Harry would be." Lucius froze on the spot.
"That's right. You thought that I don't know what you are doing? You think that I can’t tell what is going on through that pea-sized brain of yours?" She questioned with a grin.
"I know Lucius. I know what you are planning. I know why you are doing this. You want to prove that you are manly enough. You want to show that you are dangerous and powerful. Well, news flash. You don't scare anybody. You are no match against Harry. You are a pathetic fool who throws around Daddy's money and runs around as if you own the place." She grinned.
"Do you even know how many of your friends are truly your friends, Lucius?" She mocked.
"And you wanted someone like me. How pathetic." She drawled and Lucius saw red. He backhanded the girl who screamed in pain.
Harry lost it when he watched Lucius hit Narcissa.
"You bitch." Lucius screamed as he tore her clothes apart.
"You bastard." Harry roared as he raised his wand and fired a golden spell that hit the barrier causing it to shudder violently.
"It's no use, Potter. You won't be able to get in. The more magic you use, the stronger the barrier gets." It was Theodore Nott who spoke.
Harry didn't bother speaking as he poured his magic into the spell. The beam increased in intensity and size. The light was now overwhelming.
Narcissa started laughing amidst her pain. Her jaw had broken from Lucius's hit.
"You guys are so dead." She laughed happily.
"What are you talking about?" Nott questions the girl, his face contorted in worry.
"See that spell." She nodded. "That isn't a curse or hex or anything. It's pure magic. Unadulterated magical power." She explained.
"This barrier feeds on spells you say. The stronger the spell, the stronger the barrier becomes. But what happens when it is overloaded?" She questioned.
"Too much of anything is not a good thing. Whatever it may be. It won't work. This barrier will be destroyed. You can't stop it." She pointed out happily, causing the boys to pale.
"She is pulling our legs. Our Lord made it clear that it's impossible to break this ward." Lucius muttered confidently before an explosion shook the place.
The boys yelped in shock and watched as the barrier cracked and started to deepen.
"I told you, boys. If Harry gets to know this, he would kill you." She chuckled happily.
She watched as Harry shouted into the skies, and the golden beam became bright and slammed into the barrier, shattering the barrier into pieces.
The boys were thrown back by the backlash of the barrier-breaking down. Harry rushed forward and knelt next to Narcissa.
He gently caressed her cheek, and a few drops of tears rolled down his cheek as he saw her wince in pain. She seemed to have fought bravely. There were a lot of scratch marks on her hands and her chest where Lucius had grabbed her. Her immaculate hair was in a disarray. She still smiled.
"I am sorry." He whispered into the crook of her neck as he hugged the girl tightly. She sagged into his hold, sighing contentedly.
Harry felt a new emotion towards Narcissa. Seeing her like this, brought back fury and sadness. Anger towards the bastards and sadness to see her this way.
He couldn't comprehend anybody touching her the wrong way. He felt the same way for his family, but this was different. This was not like the others.
"I love you." He whispered into her ears as he put into words the only thing his heart was forcing him to say.
Narcissa stiffened in his arms as she sat up and looked into his eyes.
"What?" She questioned.
"I love you." He said with a bit of strength. She could see an ocean of emotions in his eyes. The more apparent was the sincerity.
The truth behind his emotions. He was not clouded by the situation. He was speaking from the bottom of his heart.
She swiftly captured his lips in a kiss. One filled with reassurance. Love and passion. It was not like the other lust-filled kisses. This was full of love.
She broke apart and opened her eyes, meeting her favorite emerald green pair of eyes.
"I love you too." She smiled happily and hugged the boy.
Harry broke the hug and smiled at the girl.
"Give me a few minutes, will you?" The girl nodded earnestly.
Harry stood up and wiped his tears away. He turned back to the fallen boys.
"You just made the biggest mistakes of your short, very short lifespan." He growled.
He raised his wand, but he was put to a stop when he heard his brother's voice.
"Harry," James called out.
"Don't. Let them be." He desperately requested the boy.
"The fucking bastards were trying to rape her." He spat. His eyes were glowing brightly. He saw a lot of students watching him. Apparently, lots of them had followed the headmaster to see what was wrong. Awe and respect. That was what he could see in their eyes.
The teachers had the very same expression. Everyone but Dumbledore. He was shocked. He was white as a sheet.
Harry was about to speak when he felt light-headed and stumbled. He coughed and he felt a coppery taste in his mouth.
Before he knew it, he was spouting blood.
He collapsed onto his knees.
He was caught by James and Sirius.
"Harry! Blood." James gasped but Harry waved him off.
"Fatigue. It's fine." Harry wheezed.
"Harry. We will take care of it. I will have their heads for this." James hissed.
"I don't want you to worry about them. I will make sure they are arrested." He promised.
"That spell was amazing, Harry," Sirius muttered.
"The entire castle shook due to the impact." He said.
Harry smiled weakly. He coughed again.
"Come on. Let's get you to Poppy." James helped Harry up.
"Prongs. We will see to him. You and Sirius make sure that you do what is required over here." Remus said as he placed Harry's arm around his shoulder.
"I will get her. Go on." Bellatrix, who was next to her sister, informed him. Harry smiled at her and left with Remus.
James watched his brother go and shook his head. He had a job to do.
"I want the DMLE here. Right, this instant." James ordered the stunned Headmaster.
Dumbledore nodded briskly.
"Of course, Mr Potter. I will be contacting them immediately." Dumbledore left the place and walked towards his office.
"That was scarily powerful." Lily, who was next to James, whispered.
Sirius snorted. "He would have bloody killed them if not for James. Harry doesn't show mercy." Sirius pointed out.
"I doubt those shits will see the outside of Azkaban at the least for the rest of their pathetic lives." He said while angrily glaring down at the boy who were still moaning in pain.
"They won't. They pushed too far. They messed with the wrong kind of people." James spoke coldly.
"I have some letters to write." He walked back. "Don't let them move. Hit them with any curse you wish. As of this moment, the instigators of this heinous act are enemies of House Potter." He said.
"I, Sirius Orion Black, the Heir of the Most Ancient and Noble house of Black, declare a blood feud on the instigators of this crime to molest a daughter of our House.
I demand reparations in blood." He announced.
Loud gasps could be heard around them when they understood the extent of the situation. Blood feuds were not heard of recently, and it had been some time since it was last called.
"From this day forth, they shall be the enemies of the House of Black till we decide otherwise." He announced and a flash recognised the magical blood feud.
Sirius glared at the fallen boys and enjoyed how their faces paled.
James walked back to his dorm. He had a letter to write.
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