The Bandit Killer Strikes Back!

 

AN: So here’s the next chapter. Hopefully this chapter will be better than the last one.

 

Chapter Eight: Mystery! Who’s There?

 

A week after Harry had re-opened the closed off wing of their home had passed in its normal flurry of activity. Harry continued to practice his magic outside of his dreams while inside of them he was becoming increasingly frustrated at his inability to master one spell. Or at the very least be able to perform said spell with consistent results. Unfortunately for him his ‘Auntie’ found it hilarious that he was having such a hard time with Dug Haut. She also found it rather hilarious that he apparently had her temper more often than not. It was quite disconcerting for his family though when he got very angry and started throwing fireballs. Oddly enough it was his Aunt who found that fact very funny. Apparently her sister Lily could have done with that ability, especially when James pissed her off.

 

Things were going rather well for Harry all things considered. The only thing he was still concerned about was the fact he still felt like someone was watching him. Dudley chalked it up to Paranoia, Aunt Petunia said she’d felt that same feeling. A cold chill up her back whenever someone was watching her and Remus and Sirius were oblivious and thought it was possibly a ghost. They had all still been discussing their plans that they had yet to set into motion for several reasons. First had been because of the shock of Harry’s inheritance test, then Harry’s newfound knowledge of magick and finally the exploration of the palace and the mysterious sealed wing. Finally though they planned to implement the first part of their plan to bring Dumbledore down.

 

Harry had spoken with Lina on how to hide or change his appearance for the visit with the reporter and Lina had just plainly suggested that he use those contacts from his visit to Gringotts and cover the lower half of his face like Zelgadis had when they had first met. Harry thought it was a brilliant idea and implemented it immediately. He looked like a very mysterious yet dangerous bodyguard and nothing like Harry Potter.

 

The morning dawned bright and clear on Seillune Palace and everyone was nervous about the upcoming meeting with Rita Skeeter. Remus had left to go retrieve Skeeter while Harry, Petunia, Dudley and Sirius prepared for her arrival. Petunia had dressed in a beautiful green dress that bespoke of a time long past when elegant balls and monsters roamed the lands. It was elegant and allowed Petunia’s hidden beauty to shine through. Ankle length and flowing with a modest neckline and short sleeves accentuated by short ankle boots of the softest leather and a thin gold necklace with a small emerald heart and matching earrings adorned her person. She was seated rather primly on the settee in the formal gathering lounge, Dudley at her side. Dudley was another site to behold. He had started losing weight finally and had slimmed down a bit. He had dressed in a smart suit of charcoal grey with shiny black loafers and a silver and black walking stick placed by his side. Sirius had changed into Padfoot and allowed Harry to place a spiked collar on him and was sat by Harry who stood behind Petunia and Dudley. Harry’s change was the biggest one of all. He had dressed in the all black outfit that was reminiscent of the one Zelgadis had worn while traveling. He had decided that the talismans would be more intimidating if they were showing. Lina’s short sword, Zelgadis’ long sword and Gorun Nova were all attached at his hips and he held Xellos’ staff in one of his hands. He had placed the reddish-purple contacts in and allowed Petunia to use make-up to cover his scar once more. The lower half of his face was hidden by a black piece of cloth and his hair had been tied back into a low ponytail, a few wisps escaping the tie. He looked the part of a very intimidating and mysterious bodyguard. They’d even come up with a name for him should Skeeter ask. It had been a spur of the moment movie night that had given him the idea.

 

Finally Remus arrived with Rita Skeeter, leading her into the formal room.

 

“Ms. Skeeter please have seat. As you know you are here to do an exclusive interview. Your work will be checked before you are allowed to leave and if not published as specified you will wish you had never met me. Now shall we get started? Put that silly automatic thing away. You are required to use this.” Petunia said, handing her a specially enchanted quill.

 

“Well, Yes. Would you please state your name and those of your companions?” Rita asked the imposing woman.

 

“My name is Petunia Evans, sister of Lily Potter nee Evans and Aunt of one Harry Potter. This is my son Dudley and my good friend Remus Lupin.” She stated, purposely leaving out the name of the person standing behind her.

 

“And what about the young man behind you?”

 

“His name is Darth Skywalker. He is a bodyguard that came highly recommended, especially for one of my standing. His family has served along-side mine for millennia.” She told the woman, giving things a bit of spice.

 

“Your standing?” the reporter queried.

 

“Yes, my standing. This home has been in my family for generations and as such comes with quite the history.” She told the woman, not elaborating on anything else.

 

“I see. What can you tell me of your nephew?” she asked.

 

Petunia smiled proudly before going into a wonderous tale, answering questions and even posing several to the woman. The meeting lasted several hours at the end of which the parchment was handed over to ‘Darth’ and he inspected it before nodding his approval and allowing the woman to leave with Remus.

 

Once the meeting was over and the annoying reporter gone Harry flopped into the setee that Remus had previously occupied causing his Aunt to giggle and scold him for un-bodyguard-like behavior. He just shrugged and said that Skeeter was gone. Tomorrow would be quite interesting as would the coming days for Harry and his family.

 

“Go on up to bed Harry. You’re exhausted.” Petunia scolded, ushering him off to his room.

 

Collapsing on the bed Harry promptly fell asleep not noticing the person standing in his room waiting for him.

 

%%Dream Sequence%%

 

Harry smiled upon seeing his ‘Aunt’ standing atop the hill. He walked over to her and flopped down beside her.

 

“How did it go kiddo?” Lina asked.

 

“As well as could be expected. This year will be very interesting that’s for sure.”

 

“I see. Would you like to learn some new spells?”

 

“Yes!” Harry exclaimed sitting up rapidly,

 

Chuckling Lina went on to teaching him more magick. “Now I can’t actually do these two but I do know the incantations. I’ve seen Naga do them plenty of times so I know what to watch out for.”

 

Nodding he stood just as she’d taught him. She began explaining to him about the two spells she would be teaching him. The first was Vu Raywa or Stone Ghost. It created a dragon made of stone. Hopefully Harry wouldn’t have the same problems Naga did. As she watched Harry and then watched the small dragon appear from the ground she smiled. It was perfectly proportioned if a little odd looking. He told her that it was a Norwegian Ridgeback which explained why it looked different to what Lina was used to. Smiling as he continued to practice the spell she laughed when he decided to get creative with it. He seemed to have better control of this spell than Naga had which was a very good thing. The second spell she taught him was Vu Vraimer or Spiritual Curse which created a rock golem that would obey only the caster. He had a little more trouble with this one than he had the other one. She then proceeded to teach him Bamu Rod, Burst Flare, Burst Rondo, and Flare Arrow. Once he had the incantations memorized she allowed him to practice on his own. He seemed to have a little trouble with Burst Flare. The orb of light seemed to burst into the flaming tongue shaped spell before Harry wanted it to. She watched very closely as he attempted the spell again.

 

“Source of all power,

crimson fire buring bright!

Gather together in my hand

and become an inferno

BURST FLARE!”

 

She watched as yet again the ball burst before it should have. Now she saw what was going on. Watching a few more times she realized that he was putting too much power behind the spell causing it to become too powerful for him to finely control it. Calling him over she told him what he was doing wrong and told him to take a break from that one and try it again later. Nodding he headed back to where he’d been standing before attempting a different spell.

 

“East winds that blow

Have you as their source

Into my hands

Ignite all their force!

FLARE ARROW!”

 

She smiled as he launched several arrows of fire at once. Watching as he did that several more times she noticed the arrows wavering slightly.

 

“That’s enough Harry. Time for a break.” She called beckoning him to sit next to her before continuing her lessons on Theory and History from the last time she had seen him.

 

%%End Dream Sequence%%

 

Upon waking from his dreams Harry stood and did his morning ablutions before heading downstairs for breakfast. He was starving seeing as he had completely missed dinner yesterday. Smiling as he walked into the kitchens he took a seat next to Dudley before piling his plate up with food and digging in. Once finished and dishes had been placed in the sink to be washed later the small family moved to the smaller sitting room to read the special edition of the Daily Prophet that had arrived halfway through breakfast.

 

Expose! Harry Potter’s Aunt Tells All!

 

You read right folks! This esteemed reporter had the chance to talk with the Aunt of Harry Potter in an exclusive interview yesterday. I was taken to an unplottable and hidden location by former Hogwarts Defense Professor and Good Friend of the Potters, Remus Lupin. Upon arriving I was led into an opulent and elegant sitting area where I met Petunia Evans, her son Dudley and their bodyguard Darth Skywalker. I was informed that Mr. Skywalker’s family had been guarding the Evans line for Millenia! The palace that I met them in was a family home with a long history that I was unfortunately not privy to. When asked about her nephew Mrs. Evans had this to say.

 

“He’s a wonderful child. He’s never been real boisterous. Always such a quiet person, even as a baby. I remember the night he was born. I received a frantic phone call from my sister’s husband about Lily going into labor. He was so loud! It was then that Remus took over and explained that Lily had gone into labor and wanted me there. I was ecstatic. I myself had just recently given birth and so I packed up my son and myself and headed to the hospital. Sirius met me outside and led me to where my sister was. I could hear the cursing from down the hall. She vowed that James would never again touch her. It was quite funny actually.”

 

Here the elegantly dressed woman paused a wistful smile upon her face. I begged of her to continue.

 

“Once Harry was born and in my sister’s arms I congratulated them. Even just born he was quiet, observing everything around them. It was at that time my own son woke up. I picked him up and showed him the new baby. He smiled and tried to grab onto Harry immediately. He was none too pleased when we left to head home.”

 

I questioned her about her brother-in-law and his friends.

 

“They were quite funny. Even after Harry was born. I remember sneaking away to visit them while my ex-husband was at work one day. Sirius came and picked me up on his motorcycle! He forgot that I would have Dudley with me that silly man. Somehow we managed though. I know I certainly gave those nosy neighbors something to gossip about. When we arrived I was introduced to Peter whom I was uneasy around. Something about him seemed off. Remus was already inside and the moment Sirius walked through the door Harry’s face lit up like you wouldn’t believe. He kept laughing and giggling as Sirius threw him in the air and caught him. Dudley even joined in and Sirius carried both boys around on his shoulders. It was heartwarming to see. Sirius was wonderful with Harry and Dudley, as was Remus. James was wonderful with them as well. He would do little tricks and even took both boys flying. I about had a heart attack when I heard Lily scream. I had been conversing with Sirius and Remus about several things. Mainly about the brewing war and the fact that James was Neutral. It was shortly after this day that he suddenly joined Dumbledore and began to fight those Horrid Death Eaters. Not long after Lily called me and said they were going into hiding.”

 

Here Evans paused to wipe a few tears from her eyes. You said James Potter was Neutral? Why would he suddenly change his stance on this? I questioned. She had no answer to that except to say that Dumbledore had to have been involved in some way. She didn’t know how but she was sure he was involved. It makes a person wonder though. It certainly made me wonder. I asked her more questions about her nephew.

 

“Oh he was always quiet. I remember the day I found him on the doorstep with naught but a note from Dumbledore. It told me of Lily’s death and that Harry was being hailed as the Boy-Who-Lived. It saddened me that he had lost his parents so young but it also angered me that someone could just leave a child on the doorstep in the middle of the night! In Fall at that! It was cold out for goodness sake!”

 

Here Ms. Evans paused to take a deep breath and gain control of herself. The lights continued to flicker amazingly. It was almost as if I were speaking to a witch that was losing control of her temper and magic. I asked her to tell me more.

 

“I was very unhappy with Dumbledore and still am. Honestly every year Harry has been at Hogwarts he has been in some sort of life threatening situation, All but his third year he went up against that Moldywarts or whatever his name is in one form or another. Honestly. Sometimes I wonder just how senile that man is to allow a school full of children to be placed in harms way. I was honestly surprised his first year when Professor McGonagall wrote to me about his house and then later his becoming seeker as a first year.”

 

His house? Why were you surprised about his house? Both his parents were in Gryffindor.

 

“Yes they were but from what I understand of the qualifications to be placed in the Houses Harry would have done well in Slytherin or even Ravenclaw. He was always a quiet boy. Studious and smart. Cunning and ambitious too. He always managed to escape from his crib somehow even while with his parents. At Five after his first day at Primary school he told me that there was a teacher that he didn’t trust. He also told me he wanted to be an archaeologist. He was right not to trust that teacher. That horrid man was arrested after attempting to touch another young boy. Disgusting man. If I could have I’d have gladly hexed that man. He disappeared shortly afterwards. Good riddance I say. So yes him being in Gryffindor was a shock. Not to say that he isn’t or wasn’t brave but he was never brash or foolhardy. He’s also very loyal and hard working. Honestly I think he’d have been well-off in Slytherin like Merlin or Ravenclaw. I honestly think Lily should have been a Ravenclaw too.”

 

Needless to say I was shocked that this woman would so willingly admit she thought that her nephew would have been better in Slytherin when a lot of Dark Wizards had come from that house. It took me a few minutes to realize that she had said Merlin himself had been in Slytherin. How is it possible that so many of our history books were wrong? She posed that exact question to me when I called her a liar about Merlin. She even had proof! A picture, some letters, a listing of students from that time and their houses, even some newspaper articles. It was a shock to learn that Merlin himself was a Slytherin. It goes to prove that not all Slytherins are Dark Wizards or Dark Lords in the making. I went back to a previous statement she had made about her nephew,

 

”Yes I knew about all of his adventures and I use that term very loosely. First year he batted a wraith of Moldywarts and succeeded just barely. Why, if Dumbledore knew that Moldy-whatever was after the Philosopher’s Stone, would he hide it in a school full of children? It made no sense to me at all. I never brought it up with Harry though. I wasn’t sure how he’d react. He was so withdrawn that summer, even more-so than he usually was. Then in second year there was a bloody great snake in the school! I was livid with that, that, that, that man! If possible I’d have marched myself to Hogwarts and given him a tongue lashing! Not to mention the ministry arresting an innocent man and then that school board removing that idiot from his posting. I wonder just how many bumbling idiots you have? It seems as if a lot of wizards and witches are very very stupid and have no logic. Why is that? Then in his third year I find out that Sirius Black was arrested! For Murder! Whose bright idea was it that he be thrown in Azkaban? Did he not get a trial? If so why was he thrown in jail anyway? I honestly wouldn’t blame him for killing Peter. That rat sold my sister and her family out! I knew there was a very good reason I hadn’t liked him.

 

This reporter was shocked! Potter’s Aunt approving of murder! It was absolutely shocking! It was then that this reporter realized what she had just revealed. Peter Pettigrew is the reason James and Lily Potter are dead. How is that possible. I had to know so I asked. This is what she told me.

 

“Sirius wasn’t their secret keeper, Peter Pettigrew was. Sirius convinced James to change it to Peter last second. He figured that they would never suspect Peter as the one to hold the secret. Not even Remus knew. The only people who knew were James, Sirius, Peter and whoever it was that performed the spell. It makes me wonder why that person didn’t come forward when Sirius was arrested for murder. Another thing is that Peter was an animagus, that is the right word right Remus? Yes an Animagus. How did no-one know that? I personally witnessed him change. He went from being a rat to himself. Mainly because Dudley had decided he wanted to play drums with him. Literally. He tried to use Peter as a drumstick against a pot that was for some reason on the floor. I’d love to know who to get ahold of to tell them that Sirius is innocent. All one has to do is look into their wills. Who do you contact to read a will anyway?”

 

All very good questions. This reporter wonders if Sirius Black was ever given a trial? If so why was he thrown in Azkaban? Surely when questioned under Veritaserum Black would have told them about this all? Also where are the Potter’s wills? Were they ever read? If so why wasn’t anything ever done about the information that would have surely been in them? All very good question that I hope our dear ministry will answer. I asked Ms. Evans one last question about the most recent of events in her nephew’s life,

 

“The Tri-Wizard Tournament? All I want to know is how a 14 year old boy managed to enter his name when all others that were underage couldn’t? The only feasible answer that I can come up with is that someone else entered his name, without his permission at that! Which then raises the question if he personally didn’t enter his name how was he forced to compete? And why? Don’t you people have a way to determine that stuff? Another thing is why in the Bloody Hell wasn’t I informed BEFORE this Tournament took place?!?!? I certainly would have had a few choice words for the idiots that are apparently in charge of your government. Also as for that moldy person being back. Why is everyone so against believing it? Obviously he did something so that he remained alive or at least was able to come back should he be seriously injured and die or even killed. Why does the government not want people to know about the idiot being back? If no-one believes Harry why don’t you ask him to take that truth potion or even ask him for a memory of the incident? I can only surmise that someone somewhere is doing this deliberately to make my nephew martyr himself for a bunch of cowardly adults. Honestly who lets a CHILD fight their battles when there are perfectly capable ADULTS that have more training and knowledge than my nephew? It seriously makes me wonder how you people have survived so long if you keep sending your children off to fight your battles for you. It saddens me that people would place such a burden on someone without thought. I already know my nephew will fight when the time comes and I can only hope that he returns to me alive instead of in a box. Hopefully someone somewhere will smarten up and make the right decisions. It seems like corruption is running amok in your society even worse than it does in the mundane one! To an outsider like myself it certainly seems like that is the case at least.”

 

That folks is a very insightful look at not only Harry Potter but our society as seen from the view of an outsider such as Mr. Potter’s Aunt. She posed several intriguing questions and brought up some very valid facts. This reporter can only hope that someone actually does something about all of the seemingly wrong things that are happening not only in our homes but at our school and in our government. Why would the headmaster continuously allow danger to reach within what is supposedly the safest place for our children? Why wasn’t Sirius Black released if he had a trial? Where are the Potter’s wills? What is contained within them? Another more interesting question is where is Harry Potter? He is obviously hiding from something but what? Is He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named really back? Why would the government cover up that fact if he is? Why lie to the public and make it seem as if a child is lying to gain attention that he so obviously doesn’t seem to want? So many questions and so few answers. This reporter wonders just what is in store for you the dear readers, Hopefully Harry Potter will make an appearance soon.

 

Rita Skeeter

 

Harry smiled as he read the article. It put the seeds of doubt into the public and everyone that would read the Daily Prophet that day. It was just the beginning of Dumbledore’s downfall. Things were about to take a turn for the worse for that old billy goat and Harry was certainly looking forward to it.

 

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An aging man sat in his office in an opulent castle reading the article about Harry Potter. Growling he threw it into the fire angrily. That damned brat was ruining everything! Him and his meddlesome Aunt and that blasted reporter, He’d have to do damage control very soon. Hopefully he could keep things from spiraling too far out of control. At least he knew where that mangy werewolf was and that his potions master would be unable to reach them.

 

Meanwhile in another part of the castle Severus Snape was raising a glass of firewhiskey in salute to getting one over on the meddlesome headmaster. Maybe now he’d be able to relax and possibly get the hell out of the castle to be with his mates. He missed them immensely. Even if at first he denied it because of who they were. He had things to plan. This school year would definitely be interesting.

 

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Groaning Harry tried again to master the spell he’d been working on. He was still having a problem with Dug Haut. He didn’t understand why he was having such an issue with this one spell. Yes there were a few that he still had problems with but this one was the worst of those spells. It gave him no end of trouble. He’d get so frustrated that he’d just start throwing fireballs left and right. The first time he’d done that Sirius and Remus had come running thinking there was a dragon nearby only to find out it was just Harry releasing some frustration. He still worked with Dudley at night after Dinner but he also trained on his own.

Practicing the harder spells Lina had been teaching him in his dreamscape. He’d found a room that was obviously set up to train in and he’d begun using that for his less destructive spells like Dug Haut and to work on his skills with the swords he now possessed. He’d even begun practicing with the staff, if only how to use it as a weapon instead of as a conduit or whatever it was truly meant for. It was great to block weapons and also to hit people with. He still felt like he was being watched and still couldn’t find the source of the feeling. It was annoying and currently messing with his concentration. Finally he just gave up and flopped on the dirt ground of the training room. After about five minutes he sat up and looked around. Glaring he grumbled about bloody stalkers and stalked off. His glare was slowly getting better and more intimidating but it was slow going. Walking into the kitchen he sat down piling food up and eating it. He was quiet for once this afternoon before he headed to his room to shower. Once done he headed to the Portrait Room to converse with his ancestors. Lina was full of knowledge as was several other members of his family. He was able to fully relax and before he knew it he had fallen asleep with his head leaning against a nearby pillar. He missed the sudden appearance of a man in mostly black with purple-black hair and closed eyes. Shaking his head he readjusted Harry so that he was more comfortable before once again disappearing. After all he wasn’t ready for Harry to meet them yet. Soon though, very soon.

 

%%Dream Sequence%%

 

“Hello Harry.” Lina said as Harry appeared lying next to her.

 

“Hi Auntie Lina. The first part of the plan has been implemented. Things will definitely be interesting come time for school.”

 

“That’s wonderful Harry. So what would you like to do today? Theory or Practicum or Both?” she queried.

 

“Both.”

 

Nodding she stood and led him to another area so that he could practice. She was slowly running out of things to teach him. She started with Rune Flare quickly followed by Assha Dist, Blam Blazer, Elmekia Flame, Elmekia Lance, Gark Ruhaad which he had a lot of trouble with, and finally Shadow Snap. Elmekia Flame and Elmekia Lance were a little troublesome for him but he managed. Shadow Snap was really easy, easier than he would have thought but Gark Ruhaad was a pain in the rear. He was having even more problems with that one than with Dug Haut. It just didn’t want to cooperate for some reason. Even though he was doing everything right he still couldn’t seem to get the spell down at all. Finally Lina called everything to a halt.

 

“Come sit Harry. Take a break. Some spells just don’t like to work. Not everyone can cast the same spells. Some cast one spell better than others, It just depends on the person.” She told him as he came and sat down before continuing her lesson from where she left off last time.

%%End Dream Sequence%%

 

Upon waking Harry stretched before sitting up fully and looking around. He smiled sheepishly at the portraits before saying goodbye and rushing off for the kitchens. He could smell food and he was hungry. Skidding into the kitchen he paused at the sight of his Aunt conversing amicably with Amelia Bones, head of the DMLE.

 

“Oh good you’re here. I wasn’t sure where you’d disappeared to otherwise I would’ve come found you. Madame Bones is here about Sirius and the events of the final task of the Tournament. I told her it might be a bit but that you would definitely show up once you smelled food.” His Aunt Petunia laughed lightly at his shocked expression.

 

“Mind if I eat first? I’m starving.”

 

“Go right ahead Mister Potter.” Madame Bones told the young man before her. Watching in awe as he piled up plate after plate of food until finally he was finished and had cleared away the dishes.

 

“Delicious as always Aunt Petunia. Now what did you need from me Madame Bones?”

 

“I would like to view your memories concerning Sirius Black and the event of the final task.”

 

“No problem. Just tell me what to do.”

 

She explained that all he had to do was bring the memories to the forefront of his mind and she would copy them. Once finished she thanked him before quickly leaving, Remus following after her so that he could take her back to London and subsequently the ministry. Yawning Harry bid his Aunt Goodnight before heading to his room once more. Apparently all of those nights spent dreaming were catching up to him. He immediately fell asleep, thankfully not dreaming of anything even though he enjoyed his dreams nowadays.

The next few days were normal for the teenager, well as normal as can be with a sorcerer-in-training living with a werewolf, escaped convict, and his Aunt and cousin. His Aunt had started joining in on their training sessions, again only doing the small spells. She would never be a full-fledged witch or even sorceress but she would be able to do some small things which was good enough for her. He continued to feel eyes watching him on and off throughout the day and it was really starting to annoy him. Finally he became fed up with the strange cat and mouse game.

 

“Who’s there!? Show yourself you bloody wanker!” he growled. What he wasn’t expecting was the laughter that followed his outburst.

 

Stomping towards the tree that it sounded from he glared up at the foliage which just caused the laughter to increase. Suddenly someone fell out of the tree rolling around laughing. Jumping back and falling into a defensive stance he glared at the figure still rolling on the ground laughing.

 

“Must you annoy everyone you meet? It’s bad enough you annoyed me when we first met.” Another voice said sounding exasperated causing Harry to look around once more.

 

“It’s so fun though. The reactions alone are enough to fuel many ideas.” The man on the ground said, finally beginning to calm down from his outburst of amusement.

 

Glaring at them Harry asked, “Who the Bloody Hell are you? What are you doing on my lands? For that matter how’d you get in in the first place?”

 

“That…” the man on the ground began before being interrupted by the other who deigned to make an appearance.

 

“Is enough out of you. My name is Zelgadis. The annoying one is Xellos.”

 

“….”Harry glared at the two men silently.

 

“Bloody Hell!” he exclaimed before smiling at them. “Where have you two been all this time? I could have used your help years ago. C’mon. Best introduce you two to the family before they freak out thinking you’re Death Eaters or something.” He said grabbing both of them and dragging them off towards the house to the amusement of both men.

 

TBC…

 

AN2: Extra long chapter for y’all. It has been a long time in coming. For those of you who follow my other fics no I haven’t abandoned them I’ve just hit a road block temporarily. Stupid RL got in the way once again. Plus my computer crashing didn’t help at all. Hope y’all enjoyed this chapter. Remember ConCrit is always welcomed. This was done completely beta-less so any mistakes are mine. Feel free to point out any glaring ones. Just be nice. No Flames cause they’ll be used to power my phone so that I can find a truck big enough to help hide flamers bodies. ;)

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