Fallen Angel

Hey guys! I’m sorry…I didn’t know that you all thought it was over! Well it’s not! So here’s another chapter for your viewing pleasure my loves!

A/N: this chapter is mainly background info on the war and the history of everyone involved…sorry there will be some more sexy scenes later…..Oh yeah! Poll time again!

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Chapter 16



Harry sat in his room surrounded by his friends, Draco, Draco’s friends and family, his teachers and, now, his family. Lilith sat next to her great grandson on the plush couch in front of the fireplace. After the courtroom fiasco, the students involved had been sent to their rooms until dinner, where everything would be discussed. Harry had tossed and turned on his bed, and finally fallen asleep after three hours only to be awakened when a everyone arrived in his room. His grandmother had arrived last. He beamed at her as she laughed softly and pulled him into a hug. Her red hair covered him like a silk blanket as she let him lay his head in her lap. Dumbledore stepped forward and began to speak to the small crowd of people in the room.


“Well, I believe explanations are in order. Harry and Draco, I think I have something important to tell us. But first Queen Lilith will speak,: Dumbledore bowed to Lilith as she smiled at the congregation before her. Harry sat up and stared at his grandmother as she told her story.


“It was so long ago. I had just taken the throne and was searching for my mate when I met him….Azazel,” her eyes found Draco’s as she spoke softly, “your grandfather. We met at a council meeting for the first time and became infatuated with each other. I knew of course he was not my mate, but it felt nice to be able to be with someone who cared for me. I had just lost my parents and all I had was my sister, who was still young. When I tried to break it off with him, he became angry. He threatened to kill me if I did not stay with him, but I refused him. My sister was young….she…fell in love…with her mate. But it ended in tragedy.” Harry and Draco gasped as they remembered what started the war in the first place.


“He killed your sister…” Harry whispered. Lilith nodded, tears forming in her eyes.


“And his own son…” Draco said as he looked at his father. Lucius’ face remained impassive but his eyes gave away his grief at the mention of his older brother.


“He was furious that his son had taken a succubus for mate….when one had already turned him down. I had no problem with it….in fact I had encouraged it. I hoped that the tension between our kingdoms would settle with their marriage, but no. He killed her and his son in their kingdom. I had finally allowed my sister to visit him in his kingdom, only to have her never return.” Lilith paused as she felt Harry’s head in her lap once more. His eyes, so much like her grandaughter’s…and her own. She smiled down at him and ran her fingers through his hair.


“He murdered his son first and then blamed my sister. He had her executed. He never gave her body back…After that I had no choice but to go to war with him. His deeds would not go unpunished.” Lilith’s eyes hardened as she spoke this last sentence.


“I found my mate afterwards, Asmoday, and we lived happily together until the battle, the one where he died, but that was not until after the birth of Lily. I was…” she paused, grief stricken and then composed herself, “It nearly destroyed me. Harry my love; we can live without our mates. But once you have found them….to lose them can destroy us. I have seen it happen often in this war. My only consolation was my son, Mael, and his family. They helped me to overcome my grief. Later though, after his wife’s death and Lilly’s disappearance, he became bitter and angry all the time.” Her brow furrowed and her eyes became distant as Lilith remembered the past. “He cursed me for ever starting the war and questioned me as to why we just didn’t destroy them already. But I couldn’t…I had accidently befriended two of the Grigori royals…Narcissa and Lucius.” Here Lilith paused and looked up at the couple as their son and his mate stared in shock. Hermione broke the strained silence.


“Your majesty…how? Weren’t they your enemies?” Lilith nodded at her and continued.


“They had come to me seeking refuge from Azazel. Lucius feared for his life and the life of his mate, whom he had just married. I granted them refuge, but it was not until later did I begin to trust and befriend them. Yeasrs later the war escalated and I begged Narcissa and Lucius to seek refuge with the humans. I contacted a wizard by the name of Albus Dumbledore to grant them safe passage in their world.” Dumbledore stepped forward.


“I had been a confidante of her late husband, Asmoday, after he helped me to defeat Grindelwald. I told her that we would hide them under the impression that they were wizards of pure blood. Since they had distant cousins who were human I decided to place them with them. The Malfoy’s accepted them and adopted Lucius as their own. Naturally, I made sure Narcissa had a family as well. The Black’s were her distant cousins and graciously took her in as a daughter. Both families had them attend Hogwarts for their seventh year, at my urging, as transfer students. Because Grigori age slowly, it was easy to pass them off as young wizards.” Lilith nodded at him and began to speak.


“Lucuis and Narcissa had begged me to not kill their people, when they first arrived. It was only Azazel who was causing the trouble. I complied and my son could not understand. But he grew fond of them as well. My son, by then, had fallen in love, his mate was named Selene. She was beautiful and sweet. She helped to calm him down and before long they were expecting a child. When Selene died in childbirth, leaving him alone with Lily, he became crazed and I feared for her life. I sent her to live with humans, non-magic humans. I did not want her to be found should anything happen and Dumbledore suggested letting her live with muggles, where my son and Azazel would not think to look for her. I told my son that we had hidden her far away, where she would be safe. He grew angry, saying that I had killed her and now wanted to kill him. He left,” Lilith’s eyes grew teary as she spoke, “for the human world. He claimed that he was no son of mine and left me. Asmoday comforted me as best he could, but soon he left me as well. Not long after, about fifteen years in your time, he was killed in battle. That was when I decided that Lucius and Narcissa were no longer safe with me.”


“Everyday we live, your Majesty, we thank you,” said Narcissa as she clasped Lucius’ hand tightly. Lucius smiled at Narcissa and then bowed to Lilith. Lilith smiled at them.


“Word came to me from Albus that Lucius and Narcissa had been blessed with a baby boy named Draco. I visited for a short while. You were one of the cutest babies I had ever seen Drasco,” Lilith said looking at said boy. Draco blushed.


“Asmoday returned that night I came back. He told me he had come for one reason: to inform me of my grandaughter’s death. I was heartbroken. The granddaughter I had barely known had died. Murdered along with her husband,” Lilith sighed as she stared into Harry’s eyes. Harry hugged her tight and urged her to continue.


“He then told me that Azazel had sent a wizard to murder them and their plan had backfired. The wizard had perished…leaving only my great-grandson alive as Azazel fled. I was thrilled that I had a small piece of my family left. I sent word to Albus that I wished to speak with him. We met on the corner of a human street and there I saw Harry for the first time.” Lilith smiled at Harry, her emerald eyes glowing with love.


“He was beautiful. I desperately wanted to bring him back with me, but I knew the danger was too great. Asmoday wanted nothing to do with his half-breed grandson and I wished only to protect him, so I sent him to live with his mother’s adopted sister. I did not know that you had a godfather Harry I’m so sorry. I had been waiting for the right time to approach you after your coming of age, but it seems I was rather thrust into this.” Harry chuckled at that.


“It’s alright grandmother. I’m happy now and that’s all that matters to me.” Draco cleared his throat and then sat next to Harry.


“Your Majesty. I would like to thank you on behalf of my family and people for your protection of both my family and my mate. But, now, I’m afraid Harry and I have some confessions of our own,” draco took a deep breath and looked at Harry who nodded at him.


“Harry is not half-wizard…he is half-angel….half-archangel.” Lilith’s eyes widened and her hand flew to her mouth.


“Archangel? But how? The decree set forth by the Lord of Heaven…Harry is in danger!”


“Yes we know. And we know how to fix this problem but let us say more first.” This time Draco nodded at Harry as Harry took a deep breath.


“The wizard...who killed my parents…is my demon mate.” He heard gasps from around the room as he turned his head into Draco’s shoulder. Draco stroked his hair, murmuring words of encouragement.


“And mine as well…we…together form the first Triad in over 1000 years.” Lilith stared at her hands, which were clenched, her eyes hidden by her red hair.


“That murderer? Oh Harry! What will you do?”


“I will mate with him of course.” Everyone stared as Harry took Lilith’s hands in his.


“Harry, my boy, but Voldemort…”


“I know what he did Headmaster. And I know it wasn’t him that killed my parents….it was Azazel. He killed my father and then, despite Tom’s pleading and my mother’s pleading, killed her and then ordered Tom to kill me. But my mother used some sort of ancient magic on me…when she died she…”


“Servo Meus Pector Pectoris…..” Lilith whispered. Harry seemed taken aback by this and she explained.


“It’s an ancient demon spell. It means protect my heart. It sacrifices the life of one person to create a cocoon around the person the spell is intended to protect. It only works when the person truly cares for the other one. Lily loved you very much to be able to call upon the powers needed for that spell.”


“Well that spell caused Tom’s curse to rebound and hit him. But he said he was trying to protect my mother…do you know what he was talking about grandmother.”


“I thought…he had betrayed us. He was my spy in the war. Azazel used him to gather followers from the wizards, but he really worked for me. I had charged him with keeping Lily safe until the war in my world had ended. When I heard…when I heard that he had…killed her…I was furious. I didn’t know he had to watch her die.” Lilith sobbed silently as Harry cried with her.


“I thought he was a bit obsessed with her for some reason. He became furious when she disappeared and we couldn’t find her or Potter. But then the prophecy? What does this all mean then?”


“Tom was never the Dark Lord Lucius, your father was. When he ordered Tom to kill Harry he marked him. Your crest is the lightning bolt with a snake wrapped around it is it not? Azazel may not have marked him himself, but he as good as did the deed. He always called himself the Dark Lord, and told me how he was going to rule Hell when Lucifer retired.” Lilith giggled at this, her eyes lighting up as she remembered better days.


“One more question your Highness, why did he let Draco go? What did he say to you Harry?” Hermione asked.


“He asked me why we all had the same eyes.”


“Because we all do. Green eyes is the dominant feature in our family. I assume he was also talking about Lily as well.”


“He didn’t want to kill her….” Draco whispered quietly. Lilith stared at him.


“What do you mean?”


“He means that Azazel didn’t want to kill Lily.” Everyone turned as the now young and denounced Dark Lord entered the room. Draco and Harry flushed as he smirked at them. Lilith stared between him and Harry, mouth open.


“Yes, quite the resemblance. Thanks to Harry, I am now the biggest narcissist you will ever know.” Harry blushed and ducked his head.


“I assume by the looks on their faces you hadn’t told them about me?”


“We did…but we accidently left out your appearance.” Draco said grinning. Tom laughed.


“Tom you said he hadn’t wanted to hurt Lily, what do you mean?” Tom stopped laughing and turned to stare at Dumbledore.


“Simple. He had wanted her for himself. I suppose because she looked so much like you Your Majesty. He couldn’t look at her though, when he finally killed her. And then he turned to kill Harry and froze. He then ordered me to kill him, saying he was tired of staring at Lilith’s eyes. I didn’t want to. Something about him pulled at me, but with Lily dead, I knew the queen would be after my blood, so I needed protection. I obeyed him and well, you all know the rest.” Tom waved his hands at them and proceeded to sit next to Harry.


“As for the mate thing, I don’t know how it happened either. I suppose what with the transference of powers and blood taking Harry and I have done, our personalities, bodies, and I guess souls are alike. I am drawn to him, but I am also drawn to Draco. Which I also blame on Harry, after all angels choose their mates, not vice versa.” Harry’s and Draco’s jaw dropped. That was right. Since Tom was Harry’s demon mate, Draco was his angel mate. But angels chose their mates, and Harry had subconsciously chosen Draco. Draco had never had a say in his mate to begin with! Tom laughed once more and ruffled Harry’s hair. Harry scowled at him.


“Honestly Tom, you would think you were a child instead of the adult you present yourself to be.” The whole room went silent, waiting for the curse from the Dark Lord, but was shocked to hear more laughter from him.


“Well, since we are all on friendly terms here lets all throw a party to celebrate the mating of Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, and the Dark Lord,” Lucius drawled. Tom laughed again, to the displeasure of all those around him. Harry hissed at him.


“I thought we agreed you would behave if I mated with you.” Tom smiled at Harry.


“I only agreed to join your side, never to behave. Would you like me if I behaved instead of,” here he lowered his voice so only Draco and Harry could hear. They both blushed crimson and Harry pouted as Lord Voldemort pulled away from him grinning. Ron and Hermione laughed out loud. The Triad had barely found each other and yet they acted as if they had been together forever.


Harry laughed and then felt a sharp pain in his gut. He doubled over gasping. Lilith’s eyes widened.


“Harry, Harry! Are you alright? Granger! Weasley!” Hermione and Ron rushed forward and Hermione performed a diagnostic test. She frowned.


“There doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with him, your Majesty…”


“It’s mating season. He will be in pain for awhile, but then he will want to mate with everyone. You will have to sleep with him everyday for a week. If not he could go mad with lust.” The queen sat quietly afterwards. Tom and Draco grinned.


“You act like that will be a hardship for us.” Lilith smirked, looking rather devilish.


“Ah but during the mating season, incubi and succubi demons’ lust can only be slated after the whole week, and they constantly crave their mates orgasms. Their mates also have to come many times before the day ends. Much energy is needed for the baby to develop.”


“Baby?!” Harry gasped from his spot on the couch.


“Yes Harry, they will probably impregnate you before the end of the week. Probably today.”


“You are very….blunt about this aren’t you?” Lucius asked. Lilith frowned.


“And why wouldn’t I be? It is our way of life. How do you impregnate your fertile ones here on Earth?” She asked curiously.


“Not by having sex for a week straight!” Harry yelled. His pains now diminished as he thought about what his great-grandmother had said.


“It is a much more…casual thing. And it certainly doesn’t last all week, human men would die!” Narcissa replied laughingly.


“Only incubus and succubus can last the whole week….which is why there will be a serious problem with these three if they are not willing to share.” Lilith said. Draco snorted.


“We’ll share him with each other! We are mates.” Lilith shook her head.


“I mean with others period. You two will not last the week. You are not full incubi.”


“What about Tom!? Why doesn’t he go through it?” Harry asked angrily.


“Because he is a dominant male.” Harry pouted at the unfairness of it all. Draco and Ron snickered. Hermione glared at them, quieting them down immediately.


“Well, we can settle all this when it comes to it I guess. I am not too keen on sharing my mate though. But I would rather not have him in pain…” Lord Voldemort paused at this statement as if surprised it came out of his mouth.


“My Lord…if I may…maybe you should discuss this amongst yourselves. I am fairly sure that we do not want to hear about your escapades together or with others. Draco is my son and Harry…well we should probably just adopt him. And you are my Lord…so can we say this discussion is finished?” Lucius asked pleadingly.


“Lucius…how do you fit in this equation? What with my parents and all…Why did you side with Tom?” Harry asked curiously. Lilith answered him before Lucius.


“Like I said Harry my love, I trusted Tom. He was my spy up until my daughter’s death. I trusted he would protect Lucius and his family. Plus Azazel thought he was acting as a diplomat in his place in the human world.” Harry nodded, thinking to himself.


“Did you all really kill all those people?” He whispered as if to himself. Tom and Lucius froze.


“The helpless muggles, members of the Order….Neville’s parents.” Harry stared at Tom, searching for an answer in his eyes.


“Harry…I…we would not kill our own kind. All these deatheaters you hear that kill people…they are Azazel’s minions. They take the form of the wizard that was assigned to them and follow his orders.” Harry’s eyes watered as yet another revelation hit him. All the men and women in Azkaban had not been lying when they said they were innocent. And Dumbledore had known, that was why at every trial he had defended them till the very end. Harry felt tears run down his cheeks.


“Harry mate…what’s wrong?” Ron asked quietly.


“All those innocent people in Azkaban. No wonder they hate us. I would too if no one believed I was telling the truth. Why?” Harry asked no one in particular. Tom sighed as he wrapped his arms around Harry.


“They knew what they were doing when they joined me. They were all spies for your grandmother and my most loyal friends. They knew that they would be persecuted in our world for their deeds. Azazel had wanted a willing loyal wizard army for himself to take over the world. I formed the deatheaters then, to prove my loyalty to him. I explained the situation to the Queen and she agreed. I told them they would die in this war, and that it was not between ourselves, but between powers far greater than us. We were trying to protect you all in our own way I suppose.” Tom shrugged and stared at the many pairs of eyes that stared at him with disbelief and incredulity.


Harry leaned into Tom smelling his scent. *Mint and chocolates* Suddenly he felt very hot, like his clothes were too heavy. He frowned and then realized he was in his mating stage. He gasped.


“It’s starting! Grandmother what do I do?” She grinned slyly.


“Harry, we are incubi, we solve everything the same way: with sex. And now I believe I will require a room for tonight Albus. Preferably away from theirs,” she said as she looked pointedly at the Triad on the couch. Dumbledore coughed slightly and everyone blushed. Ron mumbled something along the lines of having to take care of another “rabbit.” Hermione giggled as she walked out the door. Lucius and Narcissa agreed that they would spend the night as well. Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, and Blaise eyed the dark Lord suspiciously. All sending silent threats to him, which made him raise an eyebrow. He smirked as they left as well. He dragged Harry to his feet who had been perfectly content to lay on him and smell him all night.


“Well, Draco, we have a long week ahead of us.” Draco shook his head and glanced at Harry. Harry pouted, giving off the most incredible scent and alluring call. Draco cleared his throat and walked a little faster. It would not do to make out with his mates in front of the Headmaster and Harry’s great-grandmother.


Dumbledore shook his head, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Lilith smiled at him and accepted the hand he offered out as he escorted her to her new room.


“They will be quite the handful my Queen. Do you trust me enough to leave your grandson, a royal, and a fertile one as well, with me? In this school?” Lilith smiled and laughed, the sound imitating tinkling bells.


“Albus, he couldn’t be safer than in these walls with the people who love and care for him. I have a feeling we have not seen the last of Azazel.”


Well that’s that! Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please review if you want me to update!!! Really long chapter by the way! I wanted to add some more in accordance with the new month! Feliz Dia de los Muertos!!