The Midnight Bloodline

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Anisuke finished the rest of the day in an almost happy daze, one threat to his family was out of commission for the time being anyway and he had the entire weekend to spend with his mates. The moment that he walked through the door to their private suite he was immediately accosted by all three of his worried mates.

“Why didn’t you tell us that that little weasel attacked you in the hallway earlier instead of letting us find out on our own?!” Kouga was running his hands up and down Anisuke’s sides as he frantically looked over him; Sesshomaru and Naraku would have been doing the same if Kouga hadn’t of gotten to their sub first.

Anisuke swatted Kouga’s hands away with a chuckle and stepped back slightly to look at all three of them at the same time. “I didn’t tell you because there isn’t really anything to tell. Neville and I were on our way to our first class when Ron started shooting curses at us. Neville took cover behind one of the sets of armor while I turned to face off with the little turncoat. I baited him for a bit to see just how far he was willing to go to try to kill me and when his curses moved into the really illegal realm I ended it with a blasting curse that sent him down the hallway and into a wall.”

All three of them could feel the pride in their little fox swelling but Naraku wasn’t going to let that get in the way. “We know that you are more then capable of taking care of yourself but we are your dominants, it is our job to make sure that you are safe and well taken care of. You should have called to us; we would have heard you no matter where you were.” Anisuke hung his head; he wasn’t use to having people that were so dedicated to protecting him. He should have known that they would want to be the ones that dealt with threats but he was more then capable of handling Ron of all people.

Kouga saw that Anisuke understood that they were allowed to be more then a little worried about him and clapped his hands to break the tension and get his little one to stop looking so glum. “Well now that we know what happened and you know how we feel we can move right along. We are going to have a nice dinner and relax tonight so that we can have a nice date weekend.” Kouga smirked at Anisuke’s dumbfounded look. “Anisuke will have the first half of tomorrow to himself while the second half will be spent with Sesshomaru on date. Sunday will start with a wonderfully creepy date with Naraku,” he ignored the growl from the aforementioned individual, “and it will end with a romantic afternoon with me.”

Anisuke ended up leaning against the wall holding his sides as he laughed at the words and the poses that went with them.
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Anisuke disentangled himself from his mates in the morning and made his way to the main living area to find a rather impatient owl waiting on the arm of the chair that he had claimed as his own with an official looking letter attached to its leg.

Dear Mr. Potter,

Due to the events of the previous day we have found it necessary to call an emergency meeting of the Board of Governors to be held within the Headmaster’s office, without the Headmaster being present, at 10:00 am this morn. You have the holding right to the Potter seat, the Black seat, the Aeroius seat, the Gryffindor seat as well as the Ravenclaw seat. No one person can vote for more then two seats so the other seats within your family have been distributed to your mates leaving you with the Potter and Aeroius seats. As such your presence as well as your mates’ will be required to begin the meeting.

With highest regards,

Selena Kailas - Ministry Secretary of Communication
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Lucius found himself more entertained then he had thought possible when he awoke that morning to his lovely wife harping about something or another. He had been more then a little shocked when Severus burst through his fireplace that morning with a look on his face that he hadn’t seen in some time, amusement. He had at first thought that something had finally pushed his childhood friend over the edge but that thought was brushed aside when Severus told him what had happened at Hogwarts that morning, never again would he get this kind of opportunity and he wasn’t about to let it slip through his fingers.

He had never been very fond of Arthur Weasley but unlike what most people thought it had nothing to do with how poor he was or the way that he obsessed over muggle though neither trait was particularly appealing. No, he despised Arthur because of his attitude toward that creature he called a wife; calling her a harpy would no doubt offend the entire race. The woman had practically forced herself into a relationship with the more then reluctant man and then proceeded to undermine him at every opportunity, even going so far as to plan the wedding and carry it out without Arthur having ever proposed! Through it all the man just followed her like a lost puppy that didn’t know better and it made Lucius sick to think that the Head of the Weasley clan was such a push over. So he was more then happy to poke as many holes as possible in their rather large family to see how devote the man really was to his little life.
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Arthur stared at the official letter before him as if it would suddenly decide to tell him that this was all a joke. Ever since that Daily Prophet article his life was turned completely upside down and he wasn’t quite sure what he should do about it. His entire life had been spent letting everyone else make the decisions for him. His parents had made sure that everything he did was what they wanted him to do; there was no such thing as free time. They loved him but with nine children, the others had died during Voldemort’s first rise, they had very little time to spend worrying about each child and considering their personal needs. When Molly announced that she was going to be his girlfriend he just went with it even though he felt nothing for her other then a distant feeling of annoyance. He knew better then to question the decisions made for him, but he suddenly wondered how his life would have turned out if he had followed his own heart and not done whatever he was told, maybe he wouldn’t have to try to find some way to defend his youngest son against a charge of attempted murder.
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Ron awoke to find himself strapped to a bed in the Infirmary without his wand or the ability to speak. The last thing he could remember was following that little traitor around a corner and confronting him, the rest was a blur though he remembered the euphoric feeling that he got when he started using the Dark curses that he had found with the Restricted Section pass that he had gotten from Dumbledore. He didn’t know what was going on, but he was sure that either Dumbledore or his mother would get him out of this and then Harry would pay, oh he would pay for making a fool out of Ronald Bilbus Weasley.
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It was with a somber air that the Headmaster’s office was expanded with chairs fit around a circular table to fit the entire Board of Governors, an event that hadn’t taken place in decades. The last time that the full board was convened was when the Chamber of Secrets was opened the first time and no one was particularly happy to have to convene it for something so violent once again. Murmurs were heard as each of the Heads of House took their seats around the room and waited for the Minister, who was also a member of the Board, to start the meeting and go over the details of the events that led them here.

Cornelius stood from his seat and made sure to lock eyes with every person in the room before he spoke. “Yesterday a student by the name of Ronald Weasley assaulted Mr. Harry Potter,” here many of the members glanced at an unmoved Harry Potter, surrounded by his deadly looking mates, “on his way to his first period class with Neville Longbottom as a witness. The boy then proceeded to insulted Mr. Potter until he lost his temper with the lack of reaction and then proceeded to attempt to curse him until Mr. Potter felt that he was using highly dangerous as well as Dark curses and then used a well aimed Blasting curse to knock Mr. Weasley unconscious against the far wall of the hallway that they were in. Is that everything Mr. Potter?”

Anisuke glanced up from where he was tracing the pattern in the floor with his eyes and seemed to think the question over for a moment. “Yes, I do believe that you summarized everything quite well, though it should be mentioned that the entire time that he was casting in the hallway the Headmaster failed to show up despite the fact that every portrait in the school knew of the events and would have been able to inform him.”

The portrait of Phillias Nigelius spoke up from his place on the wall. “We were aware of the attack but have been commanded to keep silent about any action taken against Mr. Potter.” Many of the attendees looked ready to stuff the Headmaster’s hat where the sun doesn’t shine.

Cornelius was certainly no different. “Unfortunately there is nothing that we can do about that at this time but it is certainly something that we will keep in mind.” Nods were prevalent among all present. “Now I do believe that it would only be appropriate for the boy’s father to speak in his defense, Arthur, do you have anything to say about your son’s actions?”

Arthur looked more then uncomfortable as he stood up and looked into the less then sympathetic eyes of those around the table. Even Harry looked like he was ready to condemn his son, though Arthur couldn’t really blame him all things considered. “Ronald is my youngest son and has always had the shadow of his brothers’ accomplishments hung over his head; he has always tried to prove that he was better then his brothers and that has led to trouble on more then one occasion. He may be hot-headed and sometimes does or says something that he doesn’t mean but he’s a good boy at heart.”

The snort that came from Kouga drew the entire board’s attention. “That boy is one of the most self-centered and egotistical individuals that I have ever had the displeasure of running across. He thinks that he is the best thing that ever happened to the wizarding world and will tell that to anyone that asks him. Dumbledore certainly did not make things any better by giving him the prefect badge without him doing anything to deserve it. The boy is in the low to middle ranking with his grades and has shown absolutely no improvement and the only reason that he managed to make it that high in previous years was due to Ms. Granger doing most if not all of his homework. I know that as a father it is your duty to protect your children but at some point you must hold them accountable for their own actions and now is that time for Ronald.”

Sesshomaru was the next one to add his own opinion to the mix. “If it was merely a case of jealousy and trying to hex Harry with a common annoyance there would be no cause for such severe punishment but he used magic that on its own would be cause for a prison sentence and he used them with the clear intent to cause grievous harm to someone who did not make the first move. Such behavior can not be allowed to continue to occur if we are to maintain order and safety within this world.” You could tell the very moment that Arthur understood that there would be no saving of his son from the looks on the faces around him as he sat once more and seemed to deflate in his seat.

Naraku was not one to beat around the bush and this situation was no different. “Personally I would ask to be allowed to punish the boy at my own discretion, but my mate would be unhappy were I to take care of him myself.” Chuckles were heard as Anisuke piped in with a very definite no. “The only other recourse that would satisfy both the need for punishment and the protection offered to all children within the halls of Hogwarts is to expel him and snap his wand as well as making it illegal for him to be found with a wand or potion in his possession. He should be made to live the rest of his life as either a muggle or a squib.” Quite a few nods were seen around the table as Arthur seemed to shrink in his seat.

The look on Cornelius’ face could only be considered thrilled. “I agree fully with Mr. Miasma on this matter. Prison time would violate the protection owed to all children and perhaps the stripping of his ability to perform magic would teach him the values that he has not learned thus far with it.” The statement was obviously a dig against Arthur but was worded in a way that made it impossible to reprimand.

The meeting was over quickly after that with the vote being almost unanimous for the snapping of Ron’s wand with Arthur being one of the very few against. What was not apparent to the other members of the board was the fact that the only reason that Naraku had suggest a punishment so unlike him was that he hoped that the boy would try to get Anisuke back for it and give him just the opportunity to bestow his own brand of justice upon him.
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Anisuke found himself to be rather annoyed with the entire process as it ate up all of the free time that he was to have that weekend as he was almost immediately set upon by Sesshomaru and regally dragged, if such a thing is possible, to their room to prepare himself. He managed to take a shower and chose his own clothes before Sesshomaru decided that he had wasted enough time and hulled him out of the suite and through the halls of Hogwarts with the sound of his other mates’ laughter following them the entire way.
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