Divorce, disaster and denial

Thank you again for all the reviews. They are loved by me.

I know I’ve been a few days in posting this one, but I think it was worth it. I’m not done with the angst yet, so bear with it, I swear that there is happiness soon! *hides so characters don’t hit me with heavy levitated objects*

I know, I know, I’m making them suffer! But it will get lighter for them, I promise! *peaks out to see if objects have stopped*

If you want someone to blame for the angst, blame my uni for giving me too much time on my hands, or my family for making my life complicated!

*takes deep breath* Now, on with the chapter.

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George slowly pushed Andie back until she was pinned against the couch by him. He slowly kissed her, gently working his way into her mouth with his tongue. As their tongues connected, Andie reacted in the way George had wished she would. She moaned and arched up into him, tangling her fingers into his hair and wrapping her legs around him. He struggled to remain rational as she trailed her hands across his shoulders, down towards his chest.

“What? What did I do? Did I hurt you?” George asked as Andie pushed him away, terrified that he had done something to the Malfoy matriarch.

She smiled at him. “No, but we need to talk. You need to understand what you’re getting into.”

“Ummm, you’re hot, you’re here, and I want you so badly?” George tried, making her laugh.

“Do you even know what I am?”

“Ummm, a Malfoy?”

“Well, yes, that I am, but I’m also half elf. And I’m a quarter Veela.”

George’s mouth dropped open. “Uh, I didn’t know that. I’m guessing this isn’t just a passing bout of all consuming lust?” he said quietly, quickly getting off her and moving into a sitting position as the erection which had been so prominent mere seconds ago died with the speed of a snitch.

She sat up and forced him to look at her. He didn’t want to meet those eyes, knowing that if he did, he would be lost once again.

“I’m guessing you need a little instruction of what it means to be in your position with a creature like me?” she asked gently, her thumb caressing his cheek.

“Maybe a little,” he confessed. “My family never really explained the whole creature and mate thing with me. But I’m guessing that Percy has some idea?”

She chuckled. “Yes, he does. Percy is Draco’s mate. They’ve been together for about fifteen years.”

“So, what’s the things that I need to know?”

“Well, firstly, it’s not just about sex. For a Veela, their mate is their true love, their perfect match. Secondly, once we have sex, we’ll be bonded, permanently.”

“What, you mean if we had continued I would have been stuck here forever?”

She laughed at the mock serious look on his face. “No! I mean it would be us getting married, or the Veela equivalent. Most full Veela only have mates who are Veela, my grandmother being an exception. Apparently the rules change the more you dilute the Veela DNA.”

“So, that covers the Veela implications of going where I wanted to go a moment ago. What about the Elvin implications?”

She looked uncomfortable. “There aren’t any,” she whispered.

George looked at her incredulously. And then he realised that there was something wrong with her elfish side. “There should be implications, shouldn’t there? Something happened to you? Something changed you?”

She looked at her and he felt his heart break when he saw the broken look in her eyes. “My cousin, when he banished me, he cursed me. The curse made sure that I would never be welcomed back into the forest ever again. And it made sure that my elfin side wouldn’t be used.”

“I don’t understand.”

“He severed my connection. To most of my elfish powers, so I can’t use them.”

“Why? Why would he do that?”

“Because he hates me. He sees me as an affront to elfin society. There are no other elves like me, no half bloods. He would have done it when my mother died but my Uncle stopped him. He said that I had as much right to those powers as my cousin did.”

“What happened?”

“My Uncle died. Vasili had no one to stop him, he did what he wanted.”

George felt very sick at that little statement. “He did things to you, didn’t he? I mean, things other than banishing you and severing your powers.”

She couldn’t look at him, she just couldn’t. Because if she did then he would know. He would know her secret, the one thing she had tried to hide. She had never even told Lucius or Draco what had happened the night she turned up on the doorstep. Of course Lucius and Draco suspected what had happened, but they never talked about it.

She looked up at George and his heart shattered. He loved her, suddenly and completely in a way he had never expected to fall in love with anyone. And her pain was tearing his heart to pieces. “He showed me what he thought of me,” she whispered.

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Lucius guided Harry up to his room after a very long day. At Lucius’ instruction, the house elves had taken great pains to prepare three rooms for Harry’s children. Each of the rooms were ridiculously extravagant and luxurious, and had ensuite bathrooms. As Lucius and Harry approached Harry’s bedrooms, the exhausted ex-Gryffindor turned to the ex-Slytherin and said “Can we go to your room? I don’t want to be alone.”

Lucius had nodded and guided Harry to his room, helping Harry change into a pair of his own black silk pyjamas and cuddling down with him. They lay there for a little while in silence, both Lucius and Harry pondering the days events.

Their conversation that ended in a kiss. Ginny’s suicide. Andie’s gentle handling of Harry’s children. The mind blowing argument that resulted between Harry and the Weasley’s, Lucius only stepping in to protest at unfair statements.

Not long after they had calmed down, they had departed, only Teddy, George and Percy remaining behind. Teddy stayed to take care of his Godfathers nieces and nephews. Percy stayed to comfort Draco in the best way he knew how: teaching Scorpius to Duel. After a little while Albus, James and Lily had joined in, and Lucius and Harry had collapsed to the ground in fits of laughter as the duelling had dissolved into the children attacking Teddy, Percy and Draco.

The hilarity had spilled well into bedtime, all the children in high spirits by the time they were finally coerced into going to bed at an unreasonable time of half eleven.

“Talk to me.” Lucius jumped as Harry spoke.

“About what?”

“You. Andie. Draco. Tell me about your family. Tell me things I don’t already know.”

“Alright. Well, I was forced into being a Death Eater by my father. He saw it as some convoluted way of keeping his half breed son safe.” Lucius gave a humourless laugh. “Once the Dark Lord learned of my heritage he used it against me. One thing a Veela fears is pain. Veela may enjoy inflicting it, but we fear pain inflicted upon us. When I was disobedient, he would let the other Death Eaters have their way with me.”

Harry sat up and looked at Lucius, gentle understanding of what the Death Eaters had forced upon his mate. “They raped you didn’t they? That’s what they had over you, you didn’t want them to hurt Draco.”

Lucius traced gentle fingers along Harry’s arms until his finger were gently tangled in the raven tresses. “Yes they did. I did it to protect my son. I tried running away only once. They found me and made me really pay for my disobedience. Shortly after, I was married off to Narcissa. A mere few weeks later, she announced in front of all the Death Eaters and the Dark Lord that Draco was on his way. I hated her for that.”

“Was Draco ever treated like that?” Harry asked, trailing his fingers through the long blonde hair.

“No, they never laid a finger on him, that I made sure of. He was just terrified out of his wits. The worst thing is I can’t say the same for Andie,” Lucius said sadly. Harry wiped away a tear that had started to work it’s way down Lucius’ cheek.

“Tell me about her, about Andie. She seems so different than you or Draco.”

Lucius chuckled. “Yes, she is different. Andie’s story is long and complicated. Are you sure you want it tonight?”

“Might as well. I’d quite like to get all the revelations out of the way while I have the chance of talking uninterrupted.”

Lucius took a deep breath. “Well, I’m not quite sure where to begin. Hmmm, well, I suppose it begins with Dreyla, Andie’s mother. She was a wonderful woman. Very gentle and quiet, but she was known to get angry when there was a reason for her to. I was sent by the Dark Lord to try and win the alliance of the Elves. Dreyla’s father was King then. He was a good king, fair and just, but he refused none the less. The Dark Lord was not pleased. In a fit of temper, he nearly killed me. Draco was mere weeks old, I had barely seen him before reporting to him about the Elvin situation. In a fit of desperation, I Apparated to Dreyla. I spent weeks near death, but she saved me. I fell in love with her then. She may not have been my mate but I did love her. Andie is the product of that love.”

“Sounds like Andie is very much like her mother,” Harry said, understanding that Lucius was trying to say that he loved Harry.

Lucius smiled dreamily. “Yes, thankfully, she is just like her mother.”

“So, she lived with her mother until she was nine, and then with her Uncle, who was King?” Harry asked.

“Yes. I was tempted to bring her into the Wizarding world but with what Narcissa had done and the possibility of the Dark Lord returning, I wasn’t willing to put her in that position. I even tried to persuade her Uncle to take Draco, and he accepted but Narcissa wouldn’t let me do that.”

“So, how long did she live there? With the Elves?” Harry asked and suddenly happened upon a realisation. “Andie’s a Princess!”

Lucius laughed. “Oh, my sweet Harry! You’ve been living in the same house as her for over three weeks and you’ve only just happened upon that notion!” He continued to laugh until Harry launched at him with a pillow, the play fight ending in the two of them lip locked, Harry pressed beneath Lucius.

Harry moaned as Lucius’ tongue entered his mouth. Lucius’ moved his hands down to the hem of Harry’s shirt and slid his hands up beneath it to gently finger Harry’s nipples. All too suddenly, Harry pushed Lucius away.

Lucius looked at him confusedly. “Your Veela heritage. I don’t want to be bonded without a ceremony,” Harry explained.

Lucius nodded and lay next to Harry. “Where was I?” he asked, looking confused. Clarity dawned on him as the Harry induced haze lifted slightly. “Ah yes, Andie is a Princess. Only in name, she will never take the throne. She lived with the Elves until about five years ago. She turned up in the middle of the night, all batt….” Lucius trailed off, his voice faltering as he remembered that night.

****Flashback****

“Draco, how is Scorpius doing in his mathematics?”

“Good father, very good, he seems to be improving with that new tutor.”

Lucius nodded at his son and returned to making his tea that he took with him to bed. He bade Draco a peaceful night and headed up to his bedroom. He had not even set a single foot on the stairs when the wards went off with a great big shriek that sounded like Harpies being tortured. Not since the overtaking of the Manor by Voldemort had the wards gone off like this. Lucius dropped his mug, yelled for Narcissa and the house elves, and went to join his son in the defence of their home.

Draco and Lucius raised their wands as the front door was blasted open, revealing a very tired elf carrying Andie. Lucius rushed forward with Draco as the elf dumped her unceremoniously on the floor. Draco hurried to his sister while Lucius detained the elf.

“What the hell is this? What happened to my daughter?” he snarled, his anger only intensifying as the elf smirked.

“The King of the forest wished this delivered to you,” he indicated the unconscious Andie, “And bade me warn you that should it ever step foot in the forest again, he will kill her,” the elf said blandly.

“But she is the King’s niece! I demand to be taken to Oakarin at once!” Lucius demanded.

“Oakarin died a month ago and the new monarch, King Vasili, has done having his fun with the half breed. She is lucky to escape with her life,” he elf sneered before Apparating away with a small pop.

Lucius scowled at the space the elf had previously occupied before kneeling beside his children. Draco was terrified at the state of Andie. She was covered in blood and bruises. And as Lucius lifted her easily, both he and Draco noticed that her clothes were torn, and there was blood and semen slowly making it’s way down her thighs.

****End Flashback****

“There was very little we could do about the whole situation,” Lucius said sadly as he finished recounting the whole sorry tale to Harry. Harry’s eyes had filled with tears, yet Lucius could see an anger just below the surface of Harry’s cool exterior.

Harry leapt out of bed. “Where are you going?” Lucius asked, as if he didn’t already know.

“To hex all the elves, and a certain King elf, to death!” Harry stormed as he yanked on clothes and stormed out of the room, Lucius following quickly once he realised that Harry was not joking.

Harry was already halfway across the foyer when Andie peeked out from the living room. George poked his head out as she walked calmly into the foyer. Lucius knew she was using Legilemens on his mate and let her do so. She moved forwards as Harry pulled out his wand and moved towards the door. She Apparated in front of it. He stumbled backwards in shock.

“Andie, move,” Harry said calmly.

“No. I know what he told you Harry and, while it’s all true, there’s no point. There’s no point in punishing them. I’m getting on with my life, it’s over. Just let it be, please?” Andie asked him.

“How can you say that it’s over! You never leave this house because if you do, you’ll give in to temptation and walk into those trees and fuck knows what will happen!”

“Harry, if I step into those trees, Vasili will punish me. But he does not have the power to kill me. Why do you think he hates me so much? Because if I really wanted to, I could take his crown, and I’m more powerful than he is! He’s scared! But I’m happy here. I’m happy. What else matters?”

Harry stood there looking at her incredulously. Suddenly, faced by her being so calm, all the fight had drizzled out of him. “How can you forget what he did? How can you accept this?” he whispered.

“I don’t. I don’t forget, and I don’t accept. But I rejoice in the good things. I let go of what is gone, Harry, I can’t ever get that back. But I can enjoy my life now, all the things I have now. I got to see you and my father together, Draco happy with Percy. I got to find my mate. And your children showed me the most wonderful thing.”

“What did they show you?”

“They showed me that life isn’t measured by the breaths you don’t take, it’s measured by the ones you do breathe.”

Harry pulled her into his arms and Andie let him hold her for a minute, before handing him over to her father. Lucius led Harry to bed once more, this time the two wizards finally fell into an exhausted sleep.

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There you go, another chapter.

The cookie goes to kiwigirl, for her most excellent suggestion about Harry and Lucius having twins, or maybe even triplets. And for her Legilemens powers when it comes to me. You should have seen my face when I saw the bit in the comment about a speedy wedding! I was less shocked when my mother started to talk about her sex life with me! (Trust me people, one conversation you never ever want to have.)

I know there is a lot of angst, but I felt the need to expand on Andie a bit more. Just a little note that I thought you should all know, Andie has two names, a human and an Elvin.
Human name: Andromeda Malika Persephone Malfoy
Elvin name: Rohauna Ivy Greenleaf

Andromeda is a Greek Princess, Malika is Arabic meaning Queen, Persephone is a Greek Goddess.
Rohauna (pronounced Roe-Hannah) means black rose. The day Andie was born, black roses bloomed all over the forest floor. Black roses are extremely rare and highly prized.

Dreyla, the name of Andie’s mother, means dark lake. And Vasili is the Elfin equivalent of thunderstorm.

I made Dreyla, Vasili and Rohauna up.

Any questions, feel free to ask.

This time I am looking for opinions on what you think should happen in the weddings. Harry and Lucius, Andie and George, and Draco and Percy are all going to get wed. There will be no smut between Harry and Lucius until after that. And then a smut fest will begin!

Cookie to the suggestion I think is the most original.

Star to the one who comes up with the most obscurely traditional suggestion.

Hug to the most romantic suggestion.

Happy thinking!