The Riddle of Tom\'s Family

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the Fountaine Family. God I wish I could own Severus Snape and in all the other chapters I will still own nothing. If you have seen it before or read it before, I don’t own it.

To the Dinner Party or party in the common room


They all met in the potions classroom in their finery. They ladies were beautiful in their dress robes. Sara was the most beautiful yet in her bottle green dress robes and her long hair up in ringlets and curls. Everyone was there, they all touched the portkey then Severus spoke the activation word and they were there. Sara fell against Severus and he held her close for a minute then pulled her forward to meet her new in-laws.

She politely inclined her head in a show of respect. Severus said “Mother, Father, I would like to present Saraphenia Fountaine, my mate.” His father took her hand and touched it to his lips. “Saxen Snape” he said “and this is my wife, Heather.” Sara said “It’s such a pleasure to meet you” Severus then introduced the rest of the group. “The others will be here shortly” said Saxen.


They heard another pop in the front hall and Blaise’s parents came in to the greeting parlor and greeted their host warmly before going to their son. They were not at all worried about their son’s mate since Lucius had met her and approved. Claude and Ella Zabini looked at their son bring his beautiful mate toward them. She was prefect thought his parents. While the Zabini were speaking with Desiree another loud pop was heard and the Malfoys came in to the parlor.

Narcissa was beside herself. She had always wanted a daughter and she had been on a high since Lucius had told her about Draco’s mate. Narcissa crossed the room. Yes, she thought, Lucius was right. Amberlyn did have the face of an angel. Shopping, they would go shopping. She would have her a daughter at last.

“Hello” she said “I am Narcissa and you have to be Amberlyn. I am so happy to welcome you to our family.” Narcissa pulled Amber into a motherly hug. Draco was pleased, both parents were happy and he had the girl of his dreams. Only two left and dinner would be served.



Jasmine was vaguely listening to the talk when he walked in, the man she had been dreaming of for over a year. From this angle, he most likely did not see her. William walked into the room and felt the spark hit him, he could smell her and feel her, but could not see her. The tingle in his body grew with each minute. “Hi” came a sweet voice behind him. He turned and saw her, his mate, and his breath caught in his throat. She had blonde hair and blue eyes and barely reached his chin. “Hello” he said “William Tavington.” “Jasmine Fountaine” she said as she held out her hand. He took her hand and brushed it against his lips “A pleasure to meet you” he said as he guided her over to a sofa so they could talk.

Lord Christopher Brandon was a quiet man. A good mixture, he was a powerful wizard and served as one of the grand counsel and in his life had kept company with many ladies, but under it all he was a shy and humble man. Highly intelligent and well read. He stood in the doorway watching her. She was everything he ever wanted. Deep amber eyes with long curly strawberry blonde hair. She was small, but looking around at the other lovely ladies in the room it seem to be a family thing. She drew him like a moth to flame and he walked toward her. She felt him near her and turned toward him. They locked eyes and they bonded at that moment. She looked up at him and said in a whisper “I am yours.” He smiled and said “Yes, you are.” He tucked her arm in his as they all headed to the dining room.

In the Gryffindor common room the five Fountaines along with the golden trio and Ginny, Neville, and several other sixth years were sitting around talking. Derrick said “Mom and Dad have ordered the pizzas for the Friday night fun night. They should be here soon” Harry and Hermione smiled and said “Pizza, you have pizza” Seamus also got happy, but the purebloods just gave a blank look. “Yes” Anissa said “good pizza and colas and all the best snack foods from America.”


Ron was watching Ariel, he really liked her, but still had not made a move. He still was not happy about Ginny flirting with Eric, but had come to terms with Derrick’s interest in Hermione since he had saved her from the Slytherins. He wished he could have seen that when it happened. He was looking back at Ariel. She was such a great girl, not like the prissy girls. She was beautiful in a natural way, but was tough too. All he could think about was that she would make a good Weasley.

She loved quidditch as much as he did and was lots of fun. He was also proud of his new broom she had given him, a Nimbus 5000 coming out next season. She said that all he had to do was test it out and write a short report about how it handled and any adjustments that need to be made. He was sure she made it a job to save his pride and she made it seem like he and Ginny were doing them a big favor and he loved her for that, she understood him and his Weasley pride. Oh no he thought I can’t love her, I just can’t. But I do. Time to have talk with Ariel.


She came in with a plate and offered him pizza. It looked and smelled great. He pulled her down in his lap and said “You can sit here if you want since there is no where else.” “Is that the only reason?” she asked. “No” he said “I want you here.” She leaned forward and brushed her lips against his and said against his mouth “I like it here.” Oh yes he thought she will make a great Weasley. Now Eric and Ginny did not bother him at all.

Hermione was acting different, she was in Derrick’s lap kissing him. Ron was surprised, I mean Hermione having fun. But the really big shock was Neville, he had fallen head over hells for Amy Fountaine and had become very protective and possessive of her and had jumped down Terry Boot’s throat when he tried to pick her up.

He knew that Harry really liked Anissa, but Harry was very shy and would take awhile to make a move. They finished their snacks and turned in early. The last quidditch game was tomorrow between them and Slytherin for the cup and they needed to win.


He hugged Ariel and asked her if she would be his. “Oh, Ron” she said “I am already. There is just something so special about you Weasleys.” She pulled him into a passionate kiss and then ran up the stairs to her room.

Neville kissed Amy goodnight and pulled away slowly as he was dragged up the opposite stairs by Harry. Harry went to sleep wishing he could have told Anissa the truth about how he felt. Their connection to the dark lord had come out, but to the surprise of the Fountaines the backlash of hate did not come as they expected. The support of the golden trio made a big difference in the way the rest of the school reacted to the news.

Most did not believe that this nice family from America could be products of the dark lord. Everyone knew about the Fountaine family since their grandfather was minister of magic in America. The family was well known for the acts of charity and kindness. And even if they are the dark lord grandchildren, they were in hiding from him and had no contact with him. In addition, they were Albus Dumbledore’s grandchildren and he would never risk the school by letting them in if they were bad.

The dinner party at Snape Manor had gone along wonderfully. Good food, bright intelligent people. Heather Snape said “We will have coffee in the drawing room. Do any of you play or sing?” she asked. This was something the men did not know. A singing talent was treasured gift in a witch.

Most well bred witches had singing lessons. Sara said “We were all classically trained and each play several instruments.” “Wonderful” said Heather “We will have coffee in the music room instead” When they arrived in the music room the sisters moved to the front and sat in high back chairs and conjured instruments.


Sara stood up and took a few deep breaths and sang beautifully a piece by Mozart. Severus and his parents were stunned. They had never heard a witch to match their Sara until the others got up to sing, each one singing as well as the other.

Amberlyn got up to sing a second song “Draco told me that this is his parents favorite piece and I would like to perform it for them.” She then sang the best version of their favorite song that they had every heard. Narcissa and Lucius were filled with pride. Every time he met his son’s mate he was more impressed with her. She was perfect for their family and would make a wonderful Malfoy wife. It had been an excellent evening, but it was coming to an end.


He pulled Draco aside “I brought this to you so you could present it to Amberlyn” he said. Draco opened the box and saw his grandmother’s emerald necklace. It was an eighteen caret emerald cut emerald surrounded by diamonds on a white gold chain. “I will do it now, I want her to know how welcome she is with you and Mom. Amber could you come here please.” “Yes” she said walking toward them.

Draco wrapped his arms around her and kissed her cheek and said to her “Mom and Dad brought an engagement gift for you to welcome you to our family. This belonged to my grandmother and now it belongs to you.” She opened the box “Oh, this is beautiful. Thank you so much for the necklace and thank you more for the warm welcome” she said as she hugged both of them.


She had gotten on well with the Malfoys and was glad as she would be living at Malfoy Manor after graduation and would even be spending a few weeks there during the summer. She wanted to be a mother after she finished school and Draco and his parents were happy about this.

Lucius could not believe his luck in this as he had been having a hard time finding a suitable wife for Draco. Then out of the blue comes an answer to his prayers and given the fact that her mother had lost no children, he felt good about his chances of the next Malfoys. All the guest said their goodnights and left by portkey. Will and Chris were traveling back to Hogwarts with them to be with their mates.

Will was having a hard time. He was a strong personality and a powerful wizard. His veela senses were going wild. Jasmine was his and he wanted her now. He needed her and would not wait. “Where is your room” he asked sweeping her up into his arms and carrying her quickly in the direction she told him her room was. After he shut the door, he placed her on her feet and added strong wards to the door. He pulled her to him, kissing her deeply and then spent the night making her his forever.



Christopher was burning with desire for his mate, but did not want to overwhelm her with his intense passion. She was so small and fragile looking and he knew giving her the veela mark would hurt. She stepped up to him and leaned into him wrapping her arms around him and spoke very quietly “I know it will hurt and I know you will be as gentle as you can. I have dreamed of you for two years now and love you dearly. I’m yours. Our hearts have made love hundreds of times while we slept. Take me to bed and make me yours”. And then he did just that. His last thought before sleep took him was that he would never be alone again.

The castle awoke the next day to a bright sunny day, a great day for the big game. Draco woke up slowly and unwrapped himself from the warm body of his lady love, but did not get very far as she awoke and pulled him back to her in a soft kiss. “We have to go” he said “breakfast will be soon and then the game will start.” She leaned in and gave him another kiss and said “this is the first game I have seen you play in. If you could catch the snitch for me I will give you a big treat.” He jumped out of the bed and pulled her into the shower with him.

The quidditch stadium was packed to overflowing. The game was intense. It had been going on for almost an hour. Desiree had gone down to use the restroom and was on her way back up when Vincent Crabbe jumped out and grabbed her and started kissing her roughly. She tried to fight back, but he had her wrist pinned together in his large hands.

She bit his lip and as he let go she prepared to do magic. Before she could focus, he shoved her head hard against the wall which made her dizzy and then pulled back and slapped her several times knocking her to the floor. She tried to get up, but he kicked her in the ribs and then reached down and ripped her bloody shirt open. Gregory had notice that Desi had not come back and went to check on her.

He found Crabbe leaning over her broken form groping her. One good kick in his worthless ass sent him rolling down the stairs. She was having trouble breathing, so he grabbed her up and ran down the stairs past an unconscious Crabbe on the way to the infirmary. “Help me!” he yelled coming thru the door. “What has happened, Mr. Goyle?” asked Poppy. “I found her being attacked by Vincent Crabbe who fell down the stairs when I pushed him off her.”

Madame Pomfrey ran several test and fixed her broken ribs so she could breath. She walked over and pulled a bell which summoned Dumbledore. Albus turned to Severus “Please come with me, Poppy has an emergency” They walked up to the school. “What happened?” asked Albus asked walking to his granddaughter and gently touching her pale cheek. Poppy explained that Desiree was going to be fine and Goyle explained to Albus and Severus what happened. Severus retrieved Crabbe and locked him in a secure room.


Now he had to keep Blaise from killing Crabbe. They went back to the game so they could get to Blaise when the game ends. He looked at Sara, his beloved mate. Yes, Blaise was going to kill Crabbe if he got the chance. Just at that moment, the two bludgers hit one another and flew straight back at the two seekers.

Draco saw the one coming at him and flipped upside down to avoid being hit. Harry did not see the one coming at him and was hit with great force in the back of his head knocking him out. Ron saw him fall from his broom and flew at him and caught him a few yards from the ground. Anissa had seen it happen and she and Hermione ran down onto the field and met Harry and Ron. Ron lowered Harry gently to the ground hardly able to look at the bloody mess that was the back of Harry’s head.

Blood was pouring out into the ground. Draco was sitting on his broom watching it all with interest, he had spotted the snitch, but for the first time in his life he did not want to win that way. This was the last game of the year and he wanted to go out differently. Albus leaned over to check on Harry. He felt tears slip down his face. They were losing Harry.