Daddy Dearest - (No Update, Edit)

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Chapter 68 ~ An Introduction to Pain

Tonks led them to a doorway. She opened it and walked down a flight of stairs. Mathias, Andreas and Severus followed them, the Potions Master smirking. They entered a kind of lobby. There was an office on one side with a large window. A few chairs were scattered about, and there were doors on the opposite wall. A large bare wall was directly in front of them.

Tonks turned to the boys and looked at them speculatively.

"This is where members of the Order learn their fighting techniques. We have an outfitting room, a workout room, a training room and a rather specialized Room of Requirement for fighting scenarios of all types. You'll be taking a peek in there later on. "Now, give me your wands. I have to put them up."

Mathias and Andreas handed Tonks their wands. She took them into her office and locked them in her top drawer, warding it securely. She came back out and walked over to the first door on the far wall.

Now, into the outfitting room, both of you," Tonks said to the young wizards, winking at Severus. "Coming Professor?"

Severus looked rather amused.

"No, Tonks. I think this experience will be more effective without the boys being able to fall back on me for support," the wizard said smirking at her as she pulled the door open. Andreas and Mathias walked in, Tonks following closely behind.

There were lockers, long benches and showers in the outfitting room, and a door leading to a storage closet. They turned and looked at Tonks.

"Strip," she said.

"What?" both boys said together.

"Get naked. I need to outfit you. I have to get a good look at you both to see what you need," she said, grinning.

"But…but you're a witch!" Mathias sputtered, looking worried.

He didn't have his wand so couldn't disillusion the serpent-shaped scars on his chest he received from his journey to the Dark Soul of the World's domain. Andreas only had claw marks. Tonks would probably just think it was something ethnic on his part.

"Nice of you to notice. I'm also your trainer. Don't worry boys, I've seen more wankers than I can count, all shapes and sizes. I've ceased to be impressed. Now strip down," she said, walking to the closet door, opening it and entering.

Mathias looked at Andreas desperately. The black wizard was busily opening his robes

"I don't have my wand, Andreas. She's going to see my serpent scar. She might say something to my father," Mathias hissed at him.

Andreas stopped undressing for a moment.

"Yes. That could be a problem," he replied, smirking at Mathias, who scowled at him.

"It's not funny, Andreas. I don't want to tell Dad about my journey," he said.

"All right. Calm down, brother. I will fix it so she doesn't see your serpent," he said.

Andreas' powers had strengthened. He no longer needed dolls to focus his energy on a person. He stood still for a moment, then concentrated. He looked at Mathias.

"She will not see your scars. Only smooth, soft, pale skin," he said, smiling at Mathias.

"What do you mean soft? I'm not soft!" Mathias said to him, his nostrils flaring.

Andreas chuckled and continued taking off his clothes. Both boys wore only boxers, socks and trainers under their robes.

"I've never been naked in front of a witch before," Mathias said, unbuttoning his robes. He felt very apprehensive about a witch looking at his "goods." Since James' comment about him being abnormal, he was sensitive about the size of his penis.

Andreas pulled off his robe and laid it on the bench. He sat down and removed his socks and trainers. Then he stood up and pulled down his green silk boxers. Mathias looked at him and felt better immediately. Andreas was also rather "abnormal". The black wizard grinned at him.

"My mother says I am very blessed," he smirked at Mathias.

Mathias removed his own clothes. Andreas looked him over.

"You have also been very blessed, brother," the wizard said.

Mathias looked down at his cock.

"I guess so," he replied. Both boys stood side by side waiting for Tonks to return. Mathias felt more confident now that he knew Andreas was big too.

Tonks walked out of the storeroom, her arms full of clothing. On top of the sweats and wife beaters, she carried specialized trainers, socks, two jock straps and two athletic cups. She set them down on the bench and looked at the two naked wizards. They were both well built for their age. Mathias was going to be lean and sinewy with broader shoulders than his father. Andreas was going to be broad chested. He already had quite muscular arms. Both boys had strong torsos and abdominal muscles. It was easy to see they either worked out or were very physical. Tonks' eyes dropped to their cocks. She didn't show any reaction other than to pick up the cups she had.

"Well, these certainly won't fit," she said, walking back into the storeroom.

Mathias and Andreas looked at each other, grinning.

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Tonks never did notice Mathias' serpent, and the wife beater was thick enough to hide the image. They followed her back out into the lobby, where Severus waited. He looked over the boys. They both wore white wife beaters and blue sweats, signifying they were beginners. They also wore headgear, mouthpieces, elbow and kneepads, and heavy five-fingered fighting gloves, heavily padded on top

"Any problems, Tonks?" he asked the witch.

"Other than having to find cups big enough for these two studs, everything was fine," she said. "They're both hung like hippogriffs."

Severus arched an eyebrow at the boys.

"She called us studs," Mathias whispered to Andreas, his voice distorted by the mouthpiece. "What's a stud?"

Andreas shrugged. They'd ask Severus later.

Tonks studied them. She wore padded gloves and knee and elbow pads. Nothing else. This was her favorite part of starting training. The ass-kicking, humbling part. Severus' son had a lot of confidence. Tonks could also sense he was a bit of a chauvinist, and didn't believe witches could really fight. He thought he could beat her.

This was going to be fun.

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They entered the training room. The walls and floors were heavily padded with matting, and there were long benches at one end of the room. It looked like a place were psychos could be kept for their own protection. Severus followed them in and took a seat on one of the benches, unfastening the top of his robes to get comfortable. This promised to be quite interesting.

Tonks looked at Mathias and Andreas.

"All right, what do you know?" she asked.

Mathias took out his mouthpiece.

"Well, I was trained by Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley when I was very young. I work out every day with Andreas. I taught him what I know. He's just as good as I am," Mathias said rather proudly.

Tonks nodded mentally noting Mathias considered himself a "good" fighter.

"So you know Auror moves. Basic or Advanced?" she asked the wizard.

"Advanced," Mathias said rather evenly.

Tonks didn't even blink. She looked at Andreas.

"Andreas, you go sit down next to the Professor until it's your turn," she said.

Andreas obediently walked over and sat down next to the Professor.

Tonks looked at Mathias.

"This is just an evaluation to find out how skilled you are," she said, "Now, when we start, I want you to go on the offensive and try to take me down. Don't be afraid to do full contact, because that will be what I'll be doing. If I hit you, Mathias…you are going to feel it," she said.

"If you hit me," Mathias repeated, putting his mouthpiece back in.

Tonks grinned at him. Oh, this was going to be fun.

Severus let out a little groan when he heard Mathias' reply. Tonks loved cocky new students.

Tonks backed up from him and took a defensive stance.

"Come and get some, Mathias Snape," she said, grinning unpleasantly.

Mathias wasted no time. Silently he charged Tonks and executed a series of full contact kicks and blows…only to find she wasn't there. Suddenly, the wizard's legs were swept out from under him from behind, and he fell hard to the mat on his back

Dazed, Mathias looked up at a smiling Tonks.

"Nice delivery. Too bad no one was there to receive the package," she said, "Kicks and blows mean nothing if you can't keep up with your opponent. Get up and show me something else."

Mathias got back up. Damn, the witch was fast.

Both Andreas' and Severus' dark eyes rested on the two opponents.

"Mathias is going to get his butt kicked," Andreas observed, his mouthpiece in his glove, "Me too."

Severus nodded.

"Yep," he said shortly as he watched his son take another stance.

The boy was skilled enough to beat other students, but far from being able to take on a truly skilled fighter. But he and Andreas had three years to work on their skills.

Mathias stared at Tonks, then feinted to the right, aiming a blow at her head. Tonks slipped it and spun, kicking Mathias in the side of the head powerfully. His headgear absorbed much of the blow, but down he went, this time seeing stars. He was getting his ass kicked by a witch.

He lay there in the fetal position for about two minutes, then rose to his feet, a scowl on his face. He hadn't managed to touch her yet. This time when they took their stances, Mathias charged her, wrapping his arms around her waist, his head cushioned in her breasts. But there was nothing remotely sexual about it as Tonks went down and tumbled, rolling Mathias over using the wizard's own force, pinning him to the mat on his back and punching him in both sides of his head several times before springing off of him.

"That could have been your face, but I didn't want something so pretty bruising," Tonks said teasingly. Severus shook his head as Mathias unsteadily got up and charged Tonks again. This time she stopped him with a powerful knee to the solar plexus, and Mathias fell to his knees, doubled over and vomited.

"Ewww," Tonks said, wrinkling her nose. "Now that's just nasty."

Mathias wiped his mouth and stood up shakily. He took another defensive stance, his eyes wet. Tonks shook her head.

"Nope. You're done Mathias. You need a lot of work, wouldn't you say?" Tonks asked him.

Mathias looked at the witch. She had hit him so hard he threw up. He couldn't remember ever being hit so hard.

"Yes," he said sullenly.

Tonks nodded approvingly.

"You're a smart one. Most young wizards come in here and say my kicking their ass was a fluke, and go through several sessions of me knocking their blocks off until they finally admit they need more training. Better to admit you need help…ya know?"

Mathias nodded.

"Severus, can you get that?" Tonks called over to the Potions Master and pointing to the vomit.

Severus whipped out his wand and did a long distance scourgify.

Tonks patted Mathias on his shoulder.

"You know, you're not half bad…you just need focus and a bit of help. You can't improve if you don't fight better fighters than you. That's the only way you'll get better," she said comfortingly. Then she mushed Mathias in the face, making his head snap back. He looked at her angrily, but didn't attempt to retaliate.

Tonks nodded again in approval.

"You're pissed but you're thinking. You didn't go for me. That a sign of someone who's going to be a good fighter. Now go sit down next to your Dad, and send Andreas to me," she directed.

Mathias stalked over to the bench and sat down.

"She wants you, Andreas," he said sullenly.

Andreas sighed, stood up, put his mouthpiece in and walked toward Tonks as if going to the gallows. He knew he wasn't going to fare much better than Mathias. And he was right.

Andreas had a problem going after Tonks because she was a witch. He was raised not to strike witches. They were the weaker sex after all. This pissed Tonks off to no end.

"So, you think witches are soft, eh?" she said, unleashing a series of kicks and blows on the boy, knocking him around until he fell, curled and dazed on the mats, panting and aching all over. He didn't have a problem trying to beat the hell out of Tonks after that…though like Mathias, he couldn't touch her and got his ass royally kicked.

She pretty much told Andreas what she told Mathias, and tripped him so he fell face first to the mats as he started to walk away. Andreas flipped over and looked at the witch, his eyes narrowed. But like Mathias, he didn't try to retaliate.

Tonks sent the boys back to the outfitting room, telling them to shower then dress again. The boys walked silently from the room, humbled.

They weren't the fighters they believed they were.

But they would be.

Severus walked up to Tonks.

"So what do you think?" he asked her.

Tonks looked thoughtful.

"They have better moves than most of the newbies I get in here. Better than I did when I came here. I was the clumsiest Auror in the Ministry. If it hadn't been for my being a metamorphmagus, they would have given me the boot. But those boys are determined, Severus. I think they will be absolutely deadly in a couple of years. I suggest extensive weapons training as well. Maybe Mathias has your talent with a short sword."

The wizard nodded.

"I'm giving them over to you and Kingsley, Tonks. Mold them and make them the best they can be. I would like my son to live," he said soberly, his black eyes glinting, "And Andreas too. He is a fine young wizard."

Tonks looked at the Potions Master, rather surprised. This was the most emotional statement she had ever heard from him.

"Don't worry, Professor. I'll try to keep him around long enough so he can give you lots of grandchildren," she replied.

Severus' eyebrows rose. He had never even thought about grandchildren.

"Thank you, Tonks," he said as they both headed for the exit.

Tonks looked up at him.

"So tell me, Professor…did Mathias get that monster of a joystick from you or was that a gift from his mum's side?" she asked him curiously.

Severus shook his head.

One never knew what madness would come out of the Auror's mouth.

"Tonks, you really need to bone up on your etiquette," Severus said to her, "You have no sense of propriety at all."

"Propriety? Etiquette? What's that?" she grinned up at him.

Severus sighed. Tonks was a handful. He didn't know how Kingsley dealt with the wild-natured witch. But obviously the Auror was good at it. The couple had been together for years. The Potions Master sat down in one of the lobby chairs as Tonks walked into her office. He looked at the closed door to the outfitting room.

He hoped the boys would hurry. He was looking forward to the next test.

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A/N: Another fun chapter to write, especially when they were naked in the outfitting room waiting for Tonks. Lol. Anyway, please review.