Fuck
Fucking fuckity fuck fuckery fucking fuck fuck
What the hell was with these people!? Delphini barely tolerated him a month ago and now she is writing him shite like that!?
Maybe it was a Black family thing. That must be it. Narcissa and Bellatrix were sisters after all.
He frowned and thought back on his interactions with Tonks. No, that didn't make much sense. The Auror had never been weirdly obsessed with him or anything of that nature even from their few interactions.
So just the stuck-up crazy assholes then, perfect.
He already knew who wrote the last one and for a moment pondered if he even needed to bother. Would this one have creepy pictures of him too? Maybe it would be a recording of him talking or something equally weird.
Shaking his head, Harry opened the remaining item before pulling out two objects within. One was a package undoubtedly containing clothing, the other a typical envelope with a letter inside. Knowing it would be better to get the explanation out of the way first, he steadied himself before glancing over it.
Beloved,
Not a day goes by I do not worry for your safety, not a moment in which I want nothing more than those who would threaten you to be brought to a horrific and painful end. I would plead with you, beg you not to endanger yourself for the lives of those so far beneath you but knowing you the way I do it would be a fool's errand.
It is simply who you are not to allow harm to come to others, even if it means risking yourself.
I dream of the days when we can be together and prepare for them dutifully as your future wife should. Once this is over you will be cared for, I promise, until then I can only pray to see you again soon, and perhaps have more of your precious time to myself.
Do you remember the evening we had together just one year ago? I do, I dream every night about the ways you touched me, about the pleasure you gave me. I look forward to returning the favor.
I hope you will consider wearing your gift like I wore last time.
-Yours always,
Pandora Malfoy
It was… strangely comforting that she both understood and seemed to accept his actions. Still, despite being far more 'toned down' compared to other letters there was still an unhealthy obsession and certainty in her writing, enough to make him on edge regardless of anything else she wrote.
Setting the parchment aside he opened the final object to find a warm cloak inside, one clearly sized for him. "At least it isn't an engagement ring…" he muttered, flinching at his own joke and what he might have just jinxed. It was in that moment he realized exactly what she meant.
Pandora Malfoy wanted him to wear her gift, and nothing else, the very thought of which had him bright red with a blush.
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"This isn't what we agreed upon. Hell, this wasn't even discussed." Lily hissed in annoyance as the four adults trailed behind their children at a distance which made them all just slightly uncomfortable. "We were going to have a nice dinner at home, open gifts, share some laughs, then stay where it was safe for the rest of the week."
"Oh come on Lily have a heart, the kids have been stuck at Hogwarts all year without so much as a hint of the outside world. Let them have a little bit of fun." Sirius whined, earning a slight roll of the eyes from his wife. "Besides, it's not like there is any danger. Diagon Alley has dozens of Aurors plus we are right behind them. If something were to happen, we grab them and run, simple as that."
Lily shook her head while James fought the urge to smack his best friend in the head, "You aren't taking this seriously."
He knew the moment he'd said it what was coming next, and stifled the groan that nearly came after, "Oh come on Prongs, I'm always Sirius."
"I think what my husband means is we all need a bit of normalcy in our lives and while we may have little to no control when the children are at school, here we do. I don't think any of us want a repeat of last year, of them being surrounded by all that fear and uncertainty for months at a time. They need a break, to know it's still safe."
Secretly, Lily was both envious of and hated the way Sylvie Rosier could seemingly convince anyone of anything. "Fine, let them do some shopping we will get something to eat, then head back. I don't want to push our luck any further than that."
The other three nodded even as they followed the four students towards a bookstore.
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Even with everything thus far in the year Harry Potter would admit he was almost surprised when the first scream sounded from nearby.
Almost
But the simple lesson his previous life had taught him this new one reinforced. Always expect things to get worse, which was why his wand was already in his hand and his eyes scanned their surroundings as confusion quickly became panic.
Before, when he was with Delphini and Remi, the area was far more controlled. Most of civilians were out of the area and they were in a small group which was able to be quickly evacuated. At that moment, however, there were two groups separated by a crowd of frightened individuals. The adults were far behind, but not unreachable and with no other threats obvious, along with his previous promise to avoid danger, the group could just as easily…
Then he saw the tension in his cousin's posture, the resolution set onto her face and he knew any plan of just letting someone else handle the problem was about to vanish.
Sure enough Marie pushed forward, ignoring the surrounding bodies which moved in every direction, and went in the direction of the sounds of conflict.
For his part Harry allowed himself a moment to turn towards his two sisters and gave a no nonsense, "Go back and tell the others." Before rushing forward to try and drag the other girl back if he could.
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