Chapter Thirteen
Harry's eyes rolled around as his world swam. Frankly, he liked Fleur and Cissy's idea of calming him down. Currently Fleur was kissing his neck. Cissy though, well her head was in his lap.
"Oh god" he drawled out. A hand just resting on the back of Cissy's long blond hair, rankly he now knew what she meant. Tracey was good and Cho was bad. Cissy was divine.
She hummed a laughed, the sensation running up his shaft and into his body making him groan again. Fleur paused in her kissing. Looking down at Cissy's head with a sexually charged look, "She is good non?" she asked, her voice low and erotic.
"Garble" Harry managed.
Fleur laughed, and kissed him passionately. Her hand in his hair and holding him hard against her, her tongue in his mouth and duelling with his own, her entire body was pressed against his side, her every curve flattened on him. He could feel her excitement, sense her passion burning, causing him no small amount of lust induced thinking himself.
Cissy pulled off the end of his cock, a soft popping noise accompanying the movement. Her eyes were lustful as she looked at the French Veela and her hero kiss lustily. "My turn" she said. Fleur heard her, pulling away from Harry with a soft smile. Cissy replaced her and she replaced Cissy. As Cissy kissed Harry hotly, pouring her need of him into a single kiss Fleur slithered down Harry's body. She undid his belt and trousers. Then with some force, pulled down his trousers to his ankles, she moved round, so she was on her knees before him. Looking up as Harry's hands glided over Cissy, her smile sultry. She grasped his shaft with her hand, moving swiftly and smoothing up and down.
Harry let out a moan, Cissy breaking off the kiss and looking down at Fleur. "Good idea" the elder blond commented. Her hand joining Fleur's for a moment. They jointly worked Harry's shaft making him loose all sense of time for a moment. The two hot blonds working together to 'calm' him, there was a real purpose behind their moves. It would calm him, but at the same time they both wanted him badly, Cissy perhaps even more than Fleur since the Frenchwoman had indeed had Harry to herself already.
Cissy shuffled back, after dropping a quick kiss on Harry's lips. Then moved down to kneel beside Fleur, they shared another look. Sexually charged and with plenty of lustful intent. Fleur moved around to the side a bit, her head lowering to kiss Harry's crown. Cissy moved downwards, kissing the bottom of Harry's shaft.
The sensations swimming through Harry were heady to say the least. He certainly was not thinking about anything but the two beautiful blondes at that moment in time. Cissy's mouth moved to suckle the base of Harry's shaft and Fleur's lips parted around his crown. She pushed down a bit, taking more of his shaft into her mouth. Sucking hard and causing Harry to groan in pleasure.
Cissy liked his base, moving down to suck one ball into her mouth hard. Making him moan even louder, Fleur pushed down, taking more and more of his shaft deep into her mouth, then finally into her throat.
Harry's eyes snapped open and he let out an inarticulate yell of pleasure.
Cissy smiled up at him, her blue eyes twinkling with sexual desire. Her mouth locked on one of his nuts and sucking hard enough to be almost painful. She looked at Fleur as she worked up and down Harry's shaft. Cissy's tongue licked up as Fleur's mouth moved higher and higher. Then when Fleur reached the top and came off Harry's crown. Cissy's mouth replaced the Veela's, her suck hungry and lustful. She slurped him with noisy sucks. Her head twisting round to drive up the pleasure even more, meaning that Harry was letting forth a string of barely comprehensible grunts.
"She is sucking you good 'Arry" Fleur commented. "I told you, she waited on you non?" she continued, her tone a purr.
Cissy pulled off Harry suddenly, her eyes a little wild, a smile on her face, "I wanted to do this the day after he saved me. First as payment, now... because I want his cock." she said, her voice a growl of lustful intent.
Fleur smiled, and then replaced Cissy. Her head dropping down his length with alarming speed, only to suck so hard on the way up that Harry started to see stars. Cissy licked her companion's route, and then the two women licked around his crown. Their tongues occasionally meeting, making both of them a little hotter for the situation, then they went the entire way. Kissing each other passionately, Harry's wanton eyes locked on the two beautiful blonds kissing each other with abandon.
He smiled slightly. This was just the best way to spend his evening he could think of. He hoped nothing happened to ruin it.
The two beauties parted, looking at each other with slightly shocked looks. Neither had meant to do that, but at the same time. Neither minded much either. They turned to see Harry was looking at them hungrily. A smile lighting each of their faces
Then a frown marred Harry's face.
-oOo-
In England, according to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, three people topped the most wanted list. The Dark Lord himself took the top spot. Then Bellatrix LeStrange and her Husband occupied the next two.
They had the order slightly out of whack there.
SLAP, the meaty sound reverberating around the broken down cottage.
Bellatrix looked up, her eyes showing all of the hate but none of the fear she felt for the man towering over her. She was probably the most feared of all Death Eaters. She had earned that reputation and was quite proud of it usually. The thing of it was though; she was not the most dangerous. The thickset man towering above her was more dangerous than she was, for a simple reason. She was pretty much insane. He was a master, a mad dog that needed to be put down. She would gladly do it herself. Nevertheless, was utterly unable to, he had an oath from her, once when she had loved him. It was to protect him from his far more powerful wife. To ensure that she would not fight back or worse kill him. As much as she had loved him back then she had taken that oath gladly. Now she was tempted to lose her magic, just to use one last spell. AK the bastard out of existence and be happy to become a squib. However, she had not quite gotten there yet. Unable to protect herself, she was lifted off the ground as he kicked her. A rib cracking as he did so.
Oh how she wished she had never married this bastard. How she wished she could torture him as he tortured her. He had not been abusive once, had been quite loving really. However, that had not lasted much past their wedding night. Now he was a monster to her. Perhaps it was what she deserved.
He reached down, grabbed her by her long dark hair and yanked her onto her feet, just so he could knock her down with another punch. She refused to cry, to show that she was indeed scared, scared for her life. She felt it was in real danger. Her husband's obsession with her sister of all people, and frustration at not being able to find her had driven him to a rage quite often lately. She was the one to feel the 'benefits' of that rage. She could hate her sister for this. However, Cissy was not the monster that she was, did not deserve the attentions of such as her husband. She was glad when Cissy got out of this mess. Because things were not going all that well for Voldemort and his band of Death Eaters of late, The Dark Lord himself seemed to be suffering from some sort of malady. The only thing she had been able to find out was that he had been Crucio'd in some fashion. It almost amused her to find out their great dark lord could not take what he gave out so often.
The Dark Lord was also frustrated, all of his plans that year revolved around Potter being led up the garden path by visions. As he had been before, best Bellatrix was able to tell, Voldemort was unable to breach the young man's mental shielding. The one time he had done it he had come off worse. Bellatrix had to admire that, had to admire a man that could pull of a Crucio first time, no matter how ineffective it had been.
Bellatrix was starting to wonder if she was on the wrong side. Not because she was altruistic or caring of Muggles all of a sudden, she had no wish to be redeemed. However, she liked to win, and it was starting to occur to her, and others. That Voldemort might not be the one to win this new war.
Bellatrix's dark eyes, filled with hate and impotent rage watched as Rudolphus stopped suddenly. Talking to him self in a mutter, from what she was able to make out. He was convincing himself that it was time to 'divorce her'. Was this how the great Bellatrix LeStrange went out? Killed by her much less powerful husband because she was unable to retaliate
It was almost amusing, if not for the fact she was now certain she was about to die.
-oOo-
"What is it?" Fleur asked. The lustful and sexually charged atmosphere leeching out of the room suddenly
"I'm being called" Harry said, his tone dead.
"By what?" Fleur asked
"The family spells" Harry answered.
"Who?" Cissy asked.
Harry frowned, the air turning icy all of a sudden. "Bellatrix"
"She is a Black," Cissy said with a nod. "Are you going to save her?"
Harry remained unmoving and quiet.
Cissy frowned, worry marring her face, "You're not are you?"
Harry did not say a word.
"Please" Cissy said, drawing his gaze. She quailed under the emotion she could see there. Rage, loss and a few other emotions were gleaming in his emerald depths. "Please. She is my sister. She is a Black."
Harry remained silent. His expression unreadable
"Please" Cissy pressed, "I love my sister, for what she once was. You and I have talked about this in the past. I know your views. You know mine. I am asking you as a member of the Blacks to the Patriarch. Do this for me. I will do anything, anything to save my sister. Please Harry. For me?"
Harry stood suddenly, dressing himself again. He looked at Cissy's pleading gaze, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of parchment and handed it to her.
"What's this?" Cissy asked only to back off suddenly as Harry disappeared in a swirl of raw magic.
Fleur looked at the parchment in Cissy's hand. It was an address. Her mind whirled for a moment then she nodded, "'Arry will save her. For you I think he will take her there" she said nodding at the parchment.
"I must... go there." Cissy said. Looking relived and worried all at the same time, "I don't even know where it is. I've never heard of Black Isle."
Fleur shrugged, "Nor have I- But his is where he will take her. I 'ope you know what you've asked of him Cissy."
Cissy nodded, she did indeed. She also knew there would be a price, in some fashion, to be paid for this. She was not sure what Harry had planned. However, apparently he did have some sort of plan in mind. This gave her hope, hope that he had listened to her before. When she had been pleading her sister's case to him, she just had not thought she had gotten through to him before now. Apparently, she had enough to make him think of a way to save her sister. She had no idea what it was yet.
She had no idea, what she had just truly asked from Harry.
-oOo-
Fliptrask looked up, first in shock and anger, then in curiosity. "What can I do for you Milord?" he asked. Ignoring for the moment that Harry had just managed to get into his private office without tripping a single alarm,
"Two things" Harry said. His entire demeanour shouting anger, and frustration, Fliptrask hoped none of it was directed at him. "Firstly I apologise for this intrusion. I mean no disrespect. But time is of the essence and I have very little of it."
Fliptrask waved him off, "I am surprised, but not angry Milord."
Harry smiled slightly, but it looked like it cost him to do so. "I'm having the worst day" Harry said with a bitter chuckle, "Firstly; I wish to buy a dragon from you."
Fliptrask looked surprised, then nodded, "The one you call Thisilar?"
Harry nodded, "That's the one"
"I can, and will give him to you for a small fee. Mostly to cover the cost of bringing another dragon to that vault, but I have to ask, how do you intend to remove him?"
"I have a plan for that. I would like you to draw up the papers, let me worry about moving him." Harry said with a slight smile, "Take whatever you think is fair from my vault. However, for the second item... I must be slightly rude."
Fliptrask smiled thinly, "That is not normally a concern to a wizard."
Harry smiled in the same way, "I do not wish to offend someone I consider a friend."
Fliptrask looked a little surprised at that, but smiled properly, "I think I would like that Harry. But why must you be rude?"
"I've heard Goblins are circumspect. I must ask you to confirm that for me, and swear to me that nothing I say from this point will be reported to anyone. Not even your fellow Goblins."
Fliptrask paused, looking at Harry very seriously then he said, "Very well you have my word. I also confirm we are circumspect. What is it you require from me my young Lord?"
Harry took a breath and then began to talk.
Fliptrask's eyes got wider and wider the more Harry spoke.
-oOo-
Bellatrix looked up, a sigh coming to her lips. This looked like it. Finally, perhaps the pain would now end, not only the pain she had caused, but her own as well. Her ribs screamed, her face was bloody and lips cut on her own teeth. Rudolphus had worked himself into a blind rage now. Ready to finish her, it would be kinder to kill her with a curse. He was not a kind man though. His fist was raised into the air. It was covered in blood, her blood. Large knuckles having most of the blood on them, but there was a fair bit of cast off around the place. One of her eyes was now swollen shut and her face blackened.
It was odd to her that in these final moments she felt almost at peace. She had done much that people hated her for. Some she hated herself. Wastes of lines she had not wished to waste. Nevertheless, at the end of the day she had believed in something, and had paid the price. Now she was ready to pay the ultimate price for her life.
Just then, the small cottage shook slightly. Dust falling from the rafters, various items falling over.
Rudolphus was aware enough to look around with a frown on his face. Spittle hanging from his lips from where he had worked himself up
The house shook again, not as much this time, but still things rattled. The loose glass in the ramshackle windows shaking, this time Bella looked around the best she could as well. Could it be that someone had heard her earlier desperate plea? If so, who would answer the plea of one such as her?
Another rumble and shake, this time coming from closer than before, then suddenly something hit the side of the cottage hard, a wall trembled, then was ripped to the side, a massive taloned foot taking away the wall in its entirety.
There was stillness then. Rudolphus had dived off the side, leaving Bellatrix to face this monster alone. She was not too sure she was going to bother. For starters, any dragon big enough to do that would be virtually immune to her magic, secondly, she was not sure she was worth it. Thirdly, if she was she did not have much strength left in her.
There was an odd noise then. Soft of a backwards rushing noise. Then silence.
Had the dragon left? If it had not, then it was acting out of the norm for a dragon in her limited experience.
Just then, a bright stunner streaked into the area, splashing against an upturned table. Leaving a visible scorch mark, the table, being the one that Rudolphus had ducked behind
Bellatrix frowned, and then winced; she should remember not to frown when her face was one big bruise.
Rudolphus poked his head over the table, firing off a few nasty spells as he did so. However, he could not see anything in the gloom of a wintry evening. More spells seared into the room, bright and powerful. Bellatrix did not know many people that had spells like that. Two of whom were unlikely to be coming for her, unless they planned to kill her. The final one she had her doubts about. The Dark Lord did not waste time on family affairs, as he termed them. The one time Bellatrix had tried to get help from that quarter was the last. Therefore, she was at a bit of a loss.
"Come out Rudolphus" a hauntingly familiar voice said. "We must talk you and I."
Bellatrix frowned, 'What the fuck?' she thought to herself.
"Why would I want to talk to you Mudblood lover?" Rudolphus called out.
"Well you see, we can do this the easy way, that way you come out, we talk about this and I let you live. Alternatively, you force option B. That way I come in and get you, make you do what I want then kill you." Harry said, his voice seeming to whisper virtually in their ears. Despite the fact, he was some way outside of the door he had made.
Rudolphus laughed, and shot off a series of curses, ending with an AK in the direction from which Harry's voice had come. The last caused an explosion; apparently, Harry had raised a shield of some sort. Something strong enough that it appeared to stop the Killing Curse, which was virtually unheard of
Dark laughter floated into them. "Option B then" Harry said his voice dark and powerful. A hail of even more powerful than before, spells poured into the room. Rudolphus's hiding place was blown clear away into wood chips, sending the large man scrambling away with a yelp.
"You've already attracted my ire once Rudolphus" Harry said stepping into the room a visible bubble around him. "Do you wish to anger me further?"
Rudolphus growled, "I don't know why you keep meddling in my affairs boy, but you will pay." he said then stood up with every intention of killing this young upstart.
He did not get a chance to fire off a spell before Harry nailed him with a Crucio. Sending the larger man to his knees with a cry of pain
Bellatrix was seriously impressed. This was one Crucio not lacking in efficacy. She would give him ten out of ten for that one. Of course, she may just plain give him one for saving her life. However, in this case that may actually be considered a punishment to Harry
Rudolphus panted as the spell diminished. He got himself together quickly then smiled nastily. "I'll be back," he said, then Appareted with a loud crack.
Harry growled, "Not this time Mother Fucker" he ground out, then held out his hand in a gasping motion. His magic flared dramatically, reaching out through the void in which Apparitions travelled he found what he was looking for. Then with tremendous effect and strength, he grasped. He yanked his hand back.
A thunderous crack later and Rudolphus looked around utterly stunned. "You're going nowhere Rudolphus," Harry said.
Meanwhile Bellatrix was having kittens. What Harry had just done broke every law of magic she knew. Not even the Dark Lord could have pulled that off, not to mention the VISIBLE aura of magic swirling around Harry at that moment. It struck her as funny really. She had wanted saving. Now it was likely she would die still. Just not by Rudolphus's hand, but by Harry's instead, because there was NO WAY he was here to save her, no way in hell. He must have been after Rudolphus for some reason. From what she had heard, because of Cissy, and what Rudolphus had done to her.
"I have something for you to sign LeStrange," Harry said walking over to the stunned and in pain man. Being yanked backwards through an Apparition was not a comfortable feeling. Harry grasped the man's shoulder and pulled him around. Then pulled the much larger man to his feet
"Sign?" Rudolphus said in a confused and scared sounding voice.
Bellatrix loved to hear that tone in his voice. The sick bastard was not even scared of Voldemort. The fact he was scared of Harry was of no surprise to her though. SHE was scared of Harry at that moment in time. She stayed silent though. She was hoping that she would get through this intact, somehow, perhaps by not being noticed.
Harry slammed the large man's head against one of the few standing tables. Then he repeated the process almost to the point that Rudolphus lost consciousness. "Yeah... Sign" he said in a mocking tone. "Are you going to sign like a good boy, or do I have to get testy?"
"I'll sign, I'll sign" Rudolphus said, panic in his voice.
Suddenly there was a legal parchment and a blood quill on the table. Neither Bellatrix nor Rudolphus had even seen Harry move. "So sign" Harry said, his tone low.
"What do I get if I do?" Rudolphus said regaining some of his natural cunning.
SLAM, "Take a guess" Harry said.
The next moment and Rudolphus signed without even looking at what he was doing. He was a bully, and faced with overwhelming force he did what all bullies do. They panic, squirm, and do whatever the bigger bully wants.
Bellatrix felt something go through her. It was a very odd feeling and made her gasp in shock. She cursed herself for it as it drew Harry's gaze. However, she did not see hate in his eyes as she had before. In fact, she was not entirely sure what she saw in his emerald regard.
Rudolphus also felt something, but it caused him even more pain than he was already feeling. It felt to him like his body had been put through a grinder. Sort of the way Apparition always felt but only, a million times more potent. Never mind the fact he was bleeding from the head and had been slammed several times into a table. "I'm free now?" he said hopefully.
Harry laughed, a chilling sound, "Looks like you guessed wrong." he said and slammed the man's head against the table again.
"But...But..." Rudolphus said, "You said I could go if I signed."
"No I didn't. I said guess. You guessed wrong." Harry said, letting the man go and backing off a step. His wand now pointed at the bastards head, "You're a mad dog LeStrange. You know what happens to Mad Dogs don't you?"
Rudolphus's eyes were wide with fear, his face blanched under all the blood.
Harry smiled nastily, "Cissy says hi," he said. Then silently cast an AK. The green light shot from his wand and splashed against Rudolphus. Whose eyes shot wide open and he dropped to the ground limply.
Bellatrix knew she was fucked now, no two ways about it. If she had doubts about Harry's ability to cast the unforgivable killing curse, she did not any more. Not only had he cast it, he had done so with no incantation, not many could do that. She and the dark lord were among that few. Harry was now included in that number.
"Come out Bellatrix... Black" Harry said, his tone showing no emotion. As Bellatrix did as she was told, she noticed his face showed no sign of his emotions either.
"Black?" she asked.
"After a fashion... You are lucky," Harry said. "That your sister still loves you."
Bellatrix frowned. She was fairly sure that Harry was not talking about Andy, they had never gotten on. It looked like she was going to owe her sister Cissy more than she could possibly repay. It looked like the blond had just saved her life. How or why in fact, she was not sure of just yet.
Harry rolled up the official looking parchment. Looking at the yellow paper like roll with an odd expression on his face. He sniffed then and looked at her. His wand came up and Bellatrix thought it had all been a cruel joke. A spell came from the end of his wand and she tensed. His magic washed over her, a refreshing feel to it. Which struck her as odd? Then she opened her eyes, which had shut in reflex, realising with some shock that she had opened both eyes. Since one had just been swollen, shut. He had just healed her. Why on earth would he do that?
"I'm going to reach out and take a hold of you. Do not attack me or I will forget why I am here and kill you where you stand." Harry said.
Bellatrix nodded slowly. So he reached out and grabbed her, none too gently either. A rush of magic went around her, it was oddly... passionate a feeling. Making her feel emotions, she had not felt in a long time. Like lust for instance. When the magic died off, she was looking around at a bleak looking area. A large castle ahead of her that was actually black in colour.
"Welcome to The Isle of Black" Harry said. "Your new home"
Bellatrix looked at him curiously, "What?" she asked.
Harry ignored the question; instead, he reached out and grasped her arm. His hand was directly over her dark mark. With the other hand, he pushed up her sleeve to show it, and then his original hand went over it on her skin. Something compelled him to say, "I'm sorry for the pain." His power leapt to his control, a great deal more potent than before.
Bellatrix screamed
-oOo-
Voldemort screamed.
-oOo-
Snape in his personal quarters began to scream
-oOo-
Across the country, various members of the Death Eaters suddenly screamed.
-oOo-
Bellatrix fell to her knees. Harry following her down, his eyes blazing with raw power as he fought against The Dark Mark. It was essentially a derivation of a slave mark. Which was all very well, but it was changed enough that no one knew how to remove one. Nor did Harry, in fact he suspected he had not gotten a full download from Voldemort, so he was using the brute force method, he had no wish for a marked Death Eater to be on this island. He had no wish for her to be controlled in any way by Voldemort and he wanted it gone. Therefore, he pushed. The veins on his head standing out as he pushed with all his might
Bellatrix's throat was hoarse already, the scream ripped from deep within her. She felt the raw power of Harry's magic flowing in her arm and to her heart and into her very soul. The blackness of the dark marks influence being chased from her body by the primal flow of pure magical power her eyes shined with power as Harry poured more and more raw power into her. The tattoo on her arm starting to change bit by bit, the skull was first to fade. The snake was jerking around as if it was being electrocuted.
Her eyes met Harry's. Stunned into stopping screaming she lapsed into silence. Those emerald orbs seeming to fill her world. The Inky darkness of her soul seemingly began to lighten as more and more of the Dark Mark's influence was flushed from her system. She had a lot of raw power of her own. She was the product of a pure blood family, who had bred for potential. She was a child of that potential. However, never had she experienced such sheer awesome power as she was at that moment.
It felt like hours that she stared mutely into his green eyes. Eyes that seemed to hold the wisdom of the ages in them, glowing with power and lightning crackling in their irises, then suddenly he let her go and she feinted dead away.
Harry reined in his power and it was a struggle. He had never let loose quite like that before. All around them there was a flush of new growth of vegetation. The nearby trees were swaying in an invisible wind. His eyes began to dim down to their normal emerald glow. Then finally, he took a long deep breath and let it out slowly. Finally removing his hand from Bellatrix's arm
Her dark mark was not gone. It was, changed, however. A lightning bolt with a snake wrapped around it. He frowned slightly. It had been his intention to remove the mark entirely. Not change it.
"Huh" he said finally. He sensed no dark magic from the new mark. In fact, he got a feeling of Bellatrix's general health from it instead. He also sensed a great deal of natural magic still in her system. Nevertheless, the taint of the dark magic from before appeared to have gone. Therefore, he chalked this one up as a battle won. Until he was proven wrong, it was all he could do.
Then leaving her unconscious he disappeared in a swirl of magic.
-oOo-
Cissy and Fleur were talking softly to each other when a swirl of magic distracted them. Cissy was on her feet in a flash checking Harry over from head to toe. Much to Fleur's amusement, they had both been worried, but Cissy more so. Since it was at her behest that Harry had gone to save her sister
Harry pushed her back, firmly, but gently.
"Is she?" Cissy said, worried at the dark look in Harry's eyes. Had he arrived too late this time? Had his pause cost her sisters life. Was she mad about that? She had to admit she could not blame him for his hesitation. Nevertheless, at the same time she did not' like that he had either. However, she was not angry either.
"She is fine," Harry said. "She's on the Isle of Black. I've come to get you... if you want to go to her?"
Cissy smiled at him. Flushing a little of the dark feelings he was still feeling away. "Yes, yes please."
"Then go and pack." Harry said, frowning "Is there anyone else from the order here?"
Cissy shook her head, "Only Bill and he left. As you are aware"
Harry nodded, "Go on then I'll wait here" he said and waved at the door. It popped open all the spells on it were disbursed in an instant.
Cissy glanced at Fleur to see that the Frenchwoman was also looking a little concerned at Harry's cold tone. Then the blond rushed off to pack her few belongings in a bag.
Fleur tried a few times to start a conversation with Harry but he just shook his head at her. In truth, he was reeling from all that had happened that day. Also from the very real personal sacrifice, he had just made. Which he wanted Cissy around to talk through, she had to know. Normally he would not tell her, but she had to know that her sisters were safe. He would brush the details aside as much as he could though. He just hoped she was not as intelligent and well read as he suspected she was. Otherwise, things could get... tricky.
Cissy reappeared about 5 minutes later with a small carpetbag. Harry lifted an eyebrow at her.
She smiled slightly, "I don't have much," she said by way of explanation.
Harry nodded, and then caused the door to close behind her again. The spell he had removed going back up in a flash and a few more besides. "I need you to swear me an oath," he said, his tone grave.
"What oath 'Arry?" Fleur said drawing her wand immediately. Which made him smile; Cissy also drew hers and looked at him.
"You must swear that you will tell no one, what I am about to tell you. Or reveal the existence, or location of the Isle of Black."
They so swore to him, a flash of magic coming from them both as they did so.
"Thank you" Harry said with a slight smile. Then he took a deep breath, sitting down as he breathed out. "It wasn't enough to just save her from the situation she was in. To make sure she was safe I had to do more."
"Like what 'Arry?" Fleur asked. Her tone soft and eyes holding much empathy for him... This made him feel quite good inside. It was good to know such people cared for him.
"Firstly, it's my duty to tell you that Rudolphus LeStrange was killed for his crimes against the family." he said formally. Mostly to Cissy
She smiled slightly, a cold gleam in her eyes.
"But that wasn't enough. It was he that was about to kill your sister Cissy. To insure her safety and to remove a piece from Voldemorts board I had to do more than that. I made LeStrange sign the Contract for Bellatrix over to me." Harry said his tone still grave.
"The contract?" Fleur asked for clarification.
Cissy fielded that one, her expression as grave as Harry's voice. "A marriage contract in the old form, it is that single document, in my opinion, that made my sister such a monster in the first place." she smiled thinly, "Harry does not share that opinion though. But then, he didn't know her when she was younger like I did."
"Such have been used against my people," The Veela said, her tone angry. "Disgusting documents, they are a curse, very dark magic's. How could such be used against a member of your family?"
Cissy smiled thinly, "The, then, head of the family was desperate at the time to strengthen their position with the Dark Lord. Signing Bella over to LeStrange was just one way to do that."
"It is despicable." Fleur said plainly and with no room for manoeuvring, but Cissy had no intention of standing up for that piece of power play.
"It was." she agreed.
Fleur looked a bit shocked at that, and then shrugged it off; obviously, it had not been Cissy to sign the document. "You transferred it to you 'Arry? Why?"
"Divorce wasn't enough. Making her a widow was not either. The contract can be- inherited. I strongly suspect that control would have passed to Voldemort if I had not made LeStrange sign it to me. It's been done legally. I had Fliptrask set that up for me. He is likewise sworn to secrecy."
"You realise the full implications of what you have done?" Cissy asked, feeling more curious than any other emotion.
Harry sighed; his hope had been in vain apparently. It appeared Cissy was every bit as intelligent and well read as he had thought. He just nodded.
"You don't have long to consummate the contract." Cissy clarified for him. As if, he did not already know.
"36 Hours" Harry said in a dead voice.
"I owe you a true debt Harry," Cissy said after a long moment.
"I have also... well; I meant to get rid of her mark. But instead I've... urh... changed it." Harry said. "It's linked to me now instead. Not sure how that happened, I was just trying to get rid of It." he then smiled nastily, "Voldemort will be out of commission for a while though." he added his tone dripping with satisfaction. "I felt his pain via the mark. It was actually quite pleasant."
Cissy laughed slightly, "I expect it was. If you can do all that, I wonder why you've not taken the battle to him."
"I have no idea where he is. Moreover, it is not that simple. I need to know how he survived the first time before I kill the bastard again." He told her.
"What of this... Isle of Noir, non, Black" Fleur asked.
"Want to see it?" Harry asked with a smile.
Fleur paused then smiled at him radiantly, "Oui"
Harry reached out his hands, "Grab a hold of me ladies," he said. They did and they all disappeared in a swirl of magical lights.
-oOo-
"Mon dieu" Fleur breathed, as she and Cissy staggered from Harry. A slight smile was on each of their faces.
"You alright ladies?" Harry asked.
"It is quite the... Rush," Fleur said smiling.
Then they looked around. Cissy spotting her sister prone of the ground, she went over to the dark haired Black sister immediately.
"What is this place?" Fleur asked.
"The Isle of Black. It is a magical island. Very old, hidden probably a thousand years ago. It has a Fidelius like charm up around the entire island. It is actually quite big. Know the Isle of Mann?" he asked.
Fleur nodded.
"It's about the size of that. There is a small fishing village at the western edge. But not many live there. A few magical species, but basically it's a bolthole. I found out about it recently. I was going over some documents from the Black estate when I came across this. I suppose, more accurately its The Isle of Potter now," he said with a slight smile. He nodded to the large black, in colour, castle. "That's Black Castle. It is not named for the family but for obvious reasons. It is constructed out of onyx-like stone and black marble. It is almost as old as Hogwarts. Apparently, Slytherin helped them make it. The Slytherin and Black houses back then had a treaty of sorts." he shrugged, "No doubt it's got all sorts of tricks. The entire island is pretty much forgotten about. Just a few low-key legends, only the head of the family knows about it. Which is me now." he looked over at Cissy. The blond was fussing over her sister, but appeared to be listening.
He smiled, "I didn't want to hurt her. It was the only way," he said to Cissy.
"I know Harry. I know. I thank you, and as I said I owe you a debt," she said seriously.
Harry flashed a smile, "Promise to finish what we started and I'll call it even" he said tongue in cheek.
Cissy laughed, feeling lighter for it.
Fleur leaned into Harry, "I owe you no debt. But I'll gladly do as you ask" she said with an exaggerated wink. Then she looked around. "It is... bleak non?"
"At the moment yeah, but only the magic has been maintaining the place. Once I refresh the wards, put up some others. It will be like a home from home. Or, in fact, just plain home really. I'll make you both Port Keys" he said, then looked at Cissy seriously, "I must ask you don't 'lend' it to Bellatrix. You and Fleur have my trust. She does not. Once I ... oh god... consummate the contract, she will be obliged to follow my wishes. Until then there is a danger she will report to her master."
Fleur leaned on him again. Her very presence making him feel lighter, "She is ... attractive non?" she asked.
Harry looked at the second Black sister. He was trying to see her without preconception. "Perhaps" he admitted grudgingly.
"She is... your wife?"
"Hell no" Harry said quickly. "No ceremony no marriage, she is contractually obligated to me, nothing more. Thank god. No offence Cissy, but I have no wish to be married to the woman that killed Sirius, it's bad enough that I have to... do that with her. More than once at that"
Cissy nodded, "I understand Harry. I cannot thank you enough, I really cannot. You make jokes, but I owe you a debt. A mere blow job won't repay it," she said, the last with a smirk.
Harry smirked back at her. Then looked at the castle meaningfully, "Well, as I understand it. There is a magically stocked cold storage, a wine cellar and various other means of getting things. So... we should go into the castle and see what there is to see non? I mean no?"
Fleur smirked, "I am getting to you non?"
Harry smirked at her. Taking her hand as he walked to Cissy and the prone form of Bellatrix, He levitated Bellatrix easily, and Fleur reached for Cissy. In a row, with Bellatrix floating beside them they walked into the castle.
Once they walked into the main entrance the look of the place had them all gob smacked. "Wow" Harry said looking around. The walls gleamed with the reflected light of the torches lighting the hallways. It was amazingly clean looking and his single spoken word echoed down the hallways around them.
"It iz as big as 'ogwarts" Fleur said.
"Actually, and this is just a theory. I think this was going to be a replacement school. You remember the legend of why Salazar Slytherin left?"
Cissy nodded, but Fleur shook her head. "Okay" Harry said for the Frenchwoman's benefit. "Hogwarts was started by the four, but Salazar eventually reached the conclusion that Magic should only be taught to those he deemed worthy... Pure Bloods in other words. The others did not agree. Leading to a rift in the ranks, with three on one side and Salazar on the outside looking in, he put in the Chamber of Secrets I think out of a sense of revenge, or a weapon to be used later." Harry said, leading them further into the school. The place was devoid of moving portraits. However, there were a few stained glass windows that would make the walls glow in the daytime Harry was sure.
"So you think he built this or helped the Blacks build it to replace Hogwarts?" Cissy asked.
"Yeah I do. However, I think Godric Gryffindor got to him before they could reveal it, or open it whatever. This is all just a pet theory though. Nothing in the documents more than hinted at the idea." Harry looked around, "But look at it- It's a bit big for just somewhere to live don't you think?"
Cissy nodded, "It also makes a twisted sort of sense. If he had gotten it open though, the world would be even more fractured than it is already."
"Oui, I am glad he did not." Fleur put in.
"So am I. For two reasons. What Cissy said, and secondly because this is mine now" Harry said with a grin.
Then they walked around a corner and came to a stop in front of a set of double doors. Huge and reaching to the roof they were impressive to say the least.
"Whoa" Harry said. Then they extracted from each other's grips and pushed on the doors. They actually swung back easily. Almost like, they had been oiled that day, "Got to give credit where it's due." Harry said, as the doors swung wide. "He built well... holy shit."
Fleur and Cissy shared in his comment. Looking up and around in a sort of stunned amazement.
The Grand Hall lived up to its name. There was no enchantment on the ceiling as in Hogwarts. Instead, it was actually made of what appeared to be crystal. Rather than glass, the last rays of the sun shining through and splitting into a rainbow. The huge stained glass windows flooded with the remaining light. Somehow seeming to suck every bit of sunlight available to positively glow with a riot of colour, the windows themselves showed various magical animals, including dragons, Griffins and even a Nundu.
Harry smirked, "Want to bet he was going to name the houses after mystical creatures?" he asked rhetorically. "Four windows with magical animals, all around the hall and spaced equally. It just has to be. Dragon, Griffin, Nundu and of course Basilisk" Harry said, his tone dry and humorous.
Fleur smiled, walking into the room. Her heeled shoes clicking on the polished and solid granite of the flooring, she looked around with an amazed look. "Zis would've been an amazing school." she commented.
Harry nodded, "Yep. I am going to have a devil of a time finding the houses, and the various offices that just have to be here. For now" he said and then waved his arm to either side of him. Several rows of beds appeared a long table in the centre of the room. Then the beds were sectioned off as a wall grew around them, doorways appearing as the wall grew. The magic died down leaving workable living quarters. "This will have to do. It is close to the entrance. Appears to be safe and is warm," he said. "Until I've had a good look around I'd be grateful if you'd not venture far from here. I don't personally think Salazar was as bad as everyone says. That said, I want to be sure of that fact before I let my friends get caught in a trap or something, I honestly doubt there are any, but just in case..." he shrugged. Then floated Bellatrix to a nearby 'bedroom' the door popping open as she got to it, then he floated her onto the bed. The door then shut.
"I will do as you say Harry," Cissy said. "I was in Slytherin, that doesn't mean I trust the bloke"
Harry laughed and nodded his agreement to that statement.