Moons, Potions & Talismans
MPT One: Necromancer Inheritance
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story contains yoai, Mpreg, mild lemons, violence, language and some rather
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“Only 20
tes tes to go Remmie… you sure you’re okay with this?” Quatre Lupin asked his
son, Remus. The young white-haired man just had to inform his son of his
necromancer blood, as the young boy was about to come into his inheritance –
meaning as of midnight Remus would change rapidly and be left with only four
months to find and bond with his other half (or mate) or else he would die.
Remus
looked up at his father and realized that he and his father looked quite alike,
but that is normal for male pregnancies. Both were of good height, although
Remus would be as tall as his Da in the morning. They both would always h
the
the same build as both of them were werewolves, and Remus would by morning have
his father’s ability to transform into a large Morph – a very large feline with
a tail twice as long as it’s body – without having to learn to be an Animangs.
He also shared his dad’s immunity to the infamous Killing Curse, which was to
be kept secret from all those whom don’t know about the young Gryffindor’s
‘condition’.
The only
difference was in their eyes and voices, which would be narrowed down to just
the eyes as of 12:01am September 1st – Remus’s birthday. While
Quatre Lupin’s voice was low and slightly husky – as if he was aroused 24/7 –
and it also had an amusing Russian accent to it. But Remus’s was a bit louder
in tone and soothing more than husky as it wasn’t mature yet. Their eyes were
the big difference in their comparisons – Quatre’s eyes were mismatched onerblerble blue and one the color of pure silver, while Remus had pure chocolate
eyes like his Dad.
“I’m fine
dad, quit worrying. I know why you were not allowed to tell me sooner and that
will be for the Headmaster to explain, not you.” Remus replied with all
conviction as he’d been enraged that the man he had trusted had refused his
father permission to inform him, Remus of his bloodline before now. “I would
have loved to have known before the last minute. But leave it to the Headmaster
to procrastinate.” He added laughing as he looked at the clock seeing that he
had fifteen minutes of normalcy left, well what passed for normalcy in his
life.
He started
wondering about how this would change so many things when he returned for his
third year tomorrow. What if Paddy and
the others dump me over this? What if people act towards me as if I’m going to
jump and ravish all of them to death? Or worse, my mate will end up hating me He
let his thought drift on this train for a few minutes. But he was drawn out of
his inner thoughts when he heard someone’s voice. He then banished those
thoughts all together as he realized it was his Da that was speaking to him.
“Don’t
worry Remmie, if they turn on you then they were no worth your time as it was.”
This caused Remus to start laughing. Count
on Dad to know exactly what I’m thinking. Though I do hate that ability
sometimes. He then decided to voice his biggest fear. “What if I find my
mate and it turns out he or she would rather die than allow me to touch them?”
Remus looked over at his Da to see a shocked expression on the man’s face as
Quatre was attempting to reply to his son’s odd but well-placed question.
“Oh Remmie,
I’m worried about that too, But there is a big difference between Necromancers
and Veelas. Our mates are always someone whom already has feeling for us
whether they know it or not. Whereas Veelas find their mates by their scent,
and therefore their mates are normally unwilling and have to be seduced in
order to mate. And on another note Remmie, I can tell you your mate will be
male, as both werewolves and Necromancers cannot safely mate with the opposite
sex. The reason being that we usually end up killing mates of the opposite sex
thinking they are going to betray us for as little of a reason as looking at
another. So no real worries Remmie.
“All right,
eight minutes left to go. You sure about this mate thing Da? Cause I’d rather
dir than force them into anything, as selfish as it might sound to you. And I’m
also afraid of how my friends will react if my mate turns out to be a former
enemy. What do I do?” The last question was yelled rather than asked, but Mr.
Lupin’s response was to laugh before replying.
“Sure as my
name is Quatre Selicai Lupin, and before you ask kiddo, that’s my maiden name.
It’s like I said a minute or two ago, if they abandon you over anything to do
with this than fuck them, not literally! And as for your fear, just remind
yourself that our mates are only those whom are in love with us known or
unknown already.” As there was only three minutes left and he needed to make
sure his son’s fears were put to rest.
“Thanks Da,
for everything you have told me. If the Headmaster tries anything like this
again I’m sure your Godson would willingly give me any information, seeing as I
do not think Dumbledore has placed any restrictions on Severus, right?” Remus
replied laughing but was cut off by his own screams of pain, as the clock had
hit Midnight and his change had begun.
After about
thirty minutes of pained screaming, the changes were coming to an end. The
screams were becoming soft pained whimpers, and stopped soon afterwards. Remus
stood up and nearly fell back to the floor in shock, as he was now almost
looking his Da in the eye, but missed by a foot, as Quatre was 6’1” and Remus
was now 5’8”. Remus didn’t notice his Da leaving the room as he looked down
trying to get a good look at himself. Quatre walked back in the room holding a
full-length mirror from the hallway as his son was still trying to get a good
look at his new appearance.
“Hey
Remmie, have a look-see. And don’t freak about the fangs, their normal for our
blood – but we do not share the blood-lust with vampires.”
Remus then
looked into the mirror and almost hit the floor again from shock. His all too
skinny figure had filled out quite beautifully, and his chocolate eyes were now
mismatched, one of marbled silver and one of vivid violet with cat\'s eye
pupils. His hair had gone from a pale blonde to a htlyhtly dark dirty blonde
though the silver streaks had stayed. He almost laughed when he seen that his
figure had become like his Dad\'s, slim and slightly feminism but masculine
enough to make the mix look stunning. He smiled and laughed when he seen that
his fangs stuck out of his mouth a bit when he smiled. He then looked up at his
Dad and saw him grinning like the Cheshire cat.
“You like?” Remus asked while
trying not to laugh.
“Well, you outdid me by a good deal
Rem. But I do have one warning for you, get as much rest as possible for the
next two week and do NOT take any sleeping aids stronger then Calming Droughts.
As they will cause extreme exhaustion and will possibly knock you comatose. I
made that mistake and didn’t wake up till 2 weeks before my deadliSo dSo do be
very careful.”
Remus nodded, "All right, goodnight Dad, I promise to
be as careful as I can. See you in the morning."
With than Remus went up the stairs
and while he was getting ready for bed his earlier thoughts came back. But they
were quickly banished by the sleep that overtook him. While at the same time
Quatre was downstairs staring at the fireplace, praying that the gods watch
over his remaining son, and recover Remus’s twin safely.
Can you guess who Remus’s other father is?
Or Whom Remus’s missing twin is?
You’re welcome to try.
Next Time: Slytherins, Confrontations, Disappointments and
More!
Remmie Selicai Lupin