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 Unfortunately Aurora and Rabastan were meant to return the following afternoon, but after entangling in one another's hold for the past few hours...It became a quiet bliss, there was nothing boring about what Raba and her were doing, it was new, exciting. 

And the cute and tired smirk he held on him as a sense of pride made it all the better. Considering Aurora was a bit worried for not performing correctly, but she had done phenomenal in his eyes. Merlin when she locked both her thighs over him, it was a godsend and he could have that any time of the day.

"Raba?" She whispered, and the man pulled himself out of his sleep for a moment and rallied a bit of a hum. Not realizing that he had fallen asleep made her pout at not realizing it. "Something wrong love?"

The girl swallowed and nodded for a moment, having him rub his eyes and check her worried expression. 

"If this is about your mother again we'll deal with her, alright? Besides, I think your family is in Germany anyhow." He spoke, now pulling her even closer and in a more comfortable position for herself. And gave him ample room for his arms to secure her into place.

"We can meet up with them if you prefer." He teased, whispering huskily in her ear and she smiled. 

"Rather playful when your sleeping aren't you?" Another hum escaped him, but it still managed to have a tired smile in him.

"Regulus can stay with us remember, especially if I'm meant to go on that business meeting with father." Aurora was absently twirling the locks of his hair, but she stopped for a moment he pouted like a child. "I hope our little boy has hair like yours."

His smile was too easy to depict, it happened whenever either of them mentioned their children. Even if now wasn't the time for them, it didn't stop ether from daydreaming on the future.

"Your brother seems to have the same, more than likely...Will you let them grow it out?" The effort she had pushed for her to kiss up towards him as she agreed to their future sons hair length.

It was no surprise that her morning had greeted her by Rabastan pleasuring her with his tongue right at her core. Sort of payback as she had done the same, licking up his seed on the corner of her mouth as she so easily spoke good morning as though it wasn't the best wake up call he's ever received.

So it was sort of morning ritual. Whoever woke first would get the pleasure of pleasing the other. And it became apparent in his mind that she was finally waking up on her own for these so-called paybacks as they tested one another with.

However as he was watching her recover from her climax with a very proud aura around him, she huffed. 

"Good morning to you too, sly bastard." She managed, and he couldn't manage not to laugh in any regard.

"I'm sure you have better names for me love, but we'll keep the drastic name calling for later in the year when you're begging for it." That had taken her straight to poke his nose.

"Yes Raba, what am I going to do during the lonely nights you leave me?" She pouted, and her growled to push his face deep into her breasts. How had he not found this position before? It was more than comfortable, and it gave an ample position for her to scratch his head.

"Write me whatever you are daydream of and we'll accomplish everything the second I return." With this newfound pillow as being her chest, it allowed him to feel her giggle in a new light.

"Do you think the Dark Lord will have me do missions before taking the mark?" Her husband had closed his eyes hearing that, he didn't want such an evil mark on his wife's wrist. So he had taken hold of her left hand and kissed her inner skin.

"A part of me would be in honor with working side by side with my wife, but the thought of you caught and sent to Azkaban is just—" 

"And you don't think I'm in worry of you...Merlin Raba I don't know how I'd live with you locked up." She whispered, the threat of tears in thinking of how utterly disgusting that facility is.

Which turned with him gripped her even tighter, but his head stationed right beside her breasts in hopes of looking utterly displeased at her fear. "You would live just as well Rory, perhaps you could come break me out if it were to occur." With a lighter news her face twitched in a smile and nodded.

"You bet your arse, yanking you by the ear out of the facility." He huffed a chuckle, and retaliation by kissing her tit. "Raba we have to pack! We have to—"

"I don't know about you darling, but I trust the elves to do our bidding for packing." She pouted. 

"You and your infatuation with my breasts is utterly hilarious you know." He frowned.

"As delectable as they are, they aren't my favorite part of you." Now that caught her off guard, and he smirked. Letting a small poke on her nose to make her smile. 

"That, right there. Your eyes paired with your smile." She gawked, he knew just what to do to enact it didn't he?

"I would say your hands but I did always like your hair." He chuckled, he knew that from a young age. Apparently since Sirius had grown into his own curls just yet, it showed how well his memory proceeded him was well.

"Hands? I do believe we could classify that as a kink too." She shook her head and wiggled in delight, after reading a few things she did have a seeming favorite kink. But she wouldn't share that until later.

"I mean I could be straight out and say that I adore your cock as well but—" Hearing her talk any bit dirty had made him playfully aggressive, especially when it dealt with the love of his cock.

Which he surely enjoyed exploring further admiration.

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While the week had gone quickly for the newlywed, it had gone pathetically and painfully slow for the rest of the world. In celebration of a new marriage, it caused for a rally for Death Eaters.

Aurora's Intel of a school being targeted was correct, and the order members were prepared at the location before major damage could've been inflicted.

However, with these raids, it left Sirius always in a distasteful mood. Especially considering where his sister was off doing on her honeymoon. But it was a rather eventful day when Remus dropped the paper off in front of him after a loud hangover and the truth was revealed.

"A rather posh wedding, but she looked beautiful none-the-less." It had been a few captured photos from the event. Aurora walking down the altar with their father, her dancing with Rabastan.

Even one with her and Regulus, one of which he had ripped out and kept in his pocket for safe keeping. But Remus on the other hand managed to snag the newspaper back, finding ample time to remedy his own hormones with a quick whank. 

Especially after seeing in that skin-tight dress and lace embroidery surrounding her breasts in a very tasteful manner.

The dress more or less cost his entire Hogwarts requirement of textbooks, perhaps even double.

But it'd be worth it, to see her in that dress, smiling at him, walking down the aisle...To him...

Aurora was in the mirror getting ready for their return, it was a few minutes after lunch and she was just brushing her hair at the vanity table. No visible hickies in sight but the sex glow was heavily featured on her face. Still. 

There had been a slight difference between the women living with him to the women leaving the home.

She was dressed for one thing, but as he caught her humming along as she brushed her hair, he realized these little domestic things would be grandly learned over time. 

And he couldn't wait to learn them all.

"Almost ready love?" She jumped quite high as she turned to look at him, and as the recognition washed over her, causing her to laugh at herself. This was the same girl that could best Bellatrix in a duel if she so pleased.

"It's cruel that you have to go with your father to a business meeting already Raba..." He chuckled, coming to stand right behind his wife to look directly into the mirror to get a full gaze of her beauty.

"Well, you have the entire house to decorate, always did fancy a bit of drawing...Can go enjoy your new vault and spend some money." She scoffed, but never the less chuckled at the idea of his teasing.

"I suppose, three days is only three days." 

"Yes, just don't get into any mix up with Bella and you should be alright love." She giggled never dwindled as she leaned back into his hold. 

"Then when you return the manner will be partially renewed." He attempted to hide his rolling eyes, but even with their stalling the elves came in to alert them for their finished packing.

The young wife stepped up and dragged her husband to the fireplace and flooed with his aid, and she smiled to see that at least the elves managed to get the placed clean from what it was before. The white sheets lingering over the sofas and all that had been removed.

"The master bedroom was empty when I came in with Cissy, so—" 

"So we're staying in your childhood room then?" He chuckled and shook his head, though that would've been a grand idea to wake up beside his bare wife in the bed he usually spends his summers in.

"No, that was one of the first things that Cissy had ordered. Though there isn't much elsewhere, and if it's not your tastes, you can pick whatever you favor best." He spoke, kissing her high cheek.

But it led to her questioning to see his old bedrooms, which had been exactly how he left it. His fourth-year textbooks out on the desk. Slytherin colors all about, but the bed had remained the same.

"You and your greens." She mocked, but it was too easy for him to turn the tables. "You and your blues...I saw your room as well if you don't recall, you had your share of house colors." She rolled her eyes, surely they could keep their Hogwarts memorabilia in here?

"Omen!" His wife shrieked, and instantly had his kitten and their now shared house cat had been cozying up in response to her owner's excitement. "I shouldn't be jealous of a cat but—" 

"Oh please, you'd think after the honeymoon we had you wouldn't be jealous at all." He hummed in a reminder, but merlin would he never get tired of his wife.

The two separated as Rabastan needed a moment to organize his study while Aurora seemingly wished to get a layout to her new home. There wasn't much that needed to be done, the entire manner had been doused in fresh paint. Perhaps some of the artworks could be traded out and such, but when arriving to their master bedroom Aurora smiled.

Whatever Cissy had been thinking, it was perfect. The bed she chose was dark wood, four-postered, and adoring curtains to sanction around the higher ends.

Taking note on her small pad had she continued further, and what she had assumed to be a bedroom turned out to just anger her further. 

"RABASTAN?!" The man had spilled over his small bottle of ink as he looked up to his wife, her stormy expression was an odd telling. And however the Dark Lord's gift managed to rest on her shoulder at the moment without difficulty was a miracle in itself.

"Yes love?" He didn't dare tempt her further, but his calmness did nothing to rectify her attitude. 

"Has my mother come to look at the manner?" Truthfully he didn't know, his own mother had with Cissy sure, but Walburga he couldn't testify.

She suddenly stomped out and returned back to where she had come from, and curiosity instantly met up with him as he darted after her.

"Rory! Love, breath and tell me what's—" It wasn't that difficult to know what had his wife turned hostile, but the look of sheer disappointment and sadness wracked as she started at the cot and other small baby bits throughout the room.

"Daisy...I want this room cleared and put into the attic." Rabastan ordered, he would have to be cautious about how triggered his wife turned. Words were one thing, but this paired with her being forced to go to a fertility clinic was going a bit overboard.

"Darling, I didn't know that—" 

"It's not your fault Raba, it's my deranged mother." He couldn't do anything but agree as he held her from behind, his head resting on her free shoulder in hopes of calming her and her anger.

"You have work to get through..." 

"Just a bit, but I rather make sure my wife is alright and that this is handled. We are not abided to your mother's directions, we are at our own free will." Still holding her did he attempt to rectify it with a kiss at her neck, causing her to turn a bit towards him.

"Please don't think I dislike children Raba, I do...I—" 

"I know love, time...Time is a factor." She hummed, watching the elves pop in and out of the room, leaving with the furniture until it turned into an empty room.

"Go and get your work done, I don't want to be a distraction...I'm sorry I caused so much of a ruckus." 

"I would've reacted the same, but there is nothing to worry about. Not now, not ever." She hummed, and the plans of having dinner made him hurry along back to work, but before he left entirely she smirked.

"Then after...We have a new bed to break in." She giggled, and that had him groan. 

How was he meant to work with a hard on?


"That my dear, is indeed a promise. As well as keeping the fire lit, does it help you sleep or are you usually cold at night?" Her hand instantly went to his again and he understood, even in summer did she still have this cold status about her.

But it made it all the more of a reason to cuddle her.

The bird found interest elsewhere and decided to return to its makeshift post, one of which Regulus had a hand in crafting.

"Perhaps at dinner we can talk about that little favoritism?" Her eyes gave only a bit away in terms of how she felt over the conversation but agreed they should talk about it.

"Right then, I'm going to keep exploring the house." She cheered, her attitude shifting drastically from what it was before. "Did you name the little fellow yet? I'd like to continue calling you those nicknames." It was as if it was on cue that she and the fellow had made direct contact.

"Munin will do nicely, hopefully he won't aggravate the owls..." She whispered that bit before leaving her husband in the middle of the hallway to continue further.

For a moment he felt like a child, awaiting the arrival of whatever guests his parents were entertaining that evening. But now he would only be at the mercy of his own choosing, or his wife's.

But when his wife would have the home for wifely tea parties he wouldn't have to attend, nor would she have to be present to his mate's gathering of cards and drinks.

One of which he would want a room for, perhaps a bar?

However, the study he inherited from his father would be put to good worse rather than his brother's which is more or less just an accounting house.

Here he could get his work done, and he had been able to get through more than a few halves of it. Until he heard the bouts of laughter coming from outside, which had him dot his last sentence before taking a surprisingly needed stretch of his legs, only to glance down to the gardening below to see her cleaning out the yard.

He knew of his mother's devotion that she had prided herself of these fields, but since lost the strength after the given years due to age and illness. Leaving them to rot in her absence.

But it was just a matter of removing the weeds and allowing regrowth.

The young witch recalled the best of her Herbology class and put it to good work. It already lacked the dreary feeling upon entering, but seeing her happy and healthy...It was everything to him.

"Daisy..." He called out, moving his head slightly to see the elf enter the room. 

"Prepare dinner out on the patio again, I won't have my wife sheltered indoors any longer." The elf followed through with the order and expected that throughout the summer her master and mistress would favor eating outdoors rather than in.

Aurora was clueless of her husbands loving gaze on her, and instead sat in the healing garden. Even coming near the tree to where Raba had started to carve a little snake in, all in an attempt of honoring his house.

She traced it back and forth, so much so that Rabastan himself sought down towards her and issued a chuckled.

"Circi have me Raba, you scared me." It had been the second time this day he had managed it, but then he saw what had caught her attention.

"I drew that with the dagger Bella had gifted me for my birthday. I recall being excited to show it to you." She nodded in confirmation to the memory. 

"Yes, eager with your tricks with it...Didn't you cut your hand?" He sarcastically laughed as he drew the snake for her, and hearing this now was all the more inviting.

However, being the field gave her a chance to think for a few moments and she knew she wouldn't be able to focus if she didn't say it now. "Raba...W-when I was sorted into Ravenclaw...Did you—" 

"Don't you dare finish that sentence Rory." It startled her how rough his voice was, and so she blinked as he gathered his thoughts.

"Ravenclaw is still a respectable house, and it fit you much better than Slytherin. The hat knew that." She smirked, tilting her head that although she couldn't see herself in the serpent house she could indeed see her and Rabastan being ruthless in it.

"I don't think we would've managed if I was cunning." 

"And I think you're underestimating how much of a minx you could be, come...Dinner's ready." She hadn't really told the elves to make dinner, but as they returned towards the large patio did she start smelling the food.

It had started as a quick overlook of what their week would be like, and what Rory planned for herself when Rabastan is off on business leave. Giving her a chance to reconnect with the Order as well as enjoy her time away from her family in independence.

As well as design the house, every of hers that didn't fit in a shared bedroom was in her study.

Meaning the plans she had for the house could potentially be underway.

"I wouldn't mind if the house was completely different by the time I return darling." She had taken a given sip of her wine, although she couldn't have the entire home ready in that amount of time, she'd get a good portion of it underway at the very least.

"Hopefully you don't come home when the entire thing is under construction then." Although Aurora's gaze had been to her plate, the mere mention of home, their home caused him to spark with an immense sense of admiration.

"It's alright if it is love, three days isn't enough for all that much." Looking back on up towards the house did she nod at it's entirety.

"Otto is trying to help me pass for my own potion's lab, granted I doubt even his aid will help me get it." 

"Why do I have the feeling that I'll be seeing less of you with the lab in the house?" A devious smirk spoke volumes as it wouldn't be on purpose but she defiantly could see how he would think that.

"I promise I won't blow up the manner." 

"Merlin I have more faith in you than that, I meant you spending all your time down there." She perked her lips and promised to not be entirely obsessed, and he wanted a proper swear.

"I solemnly swear." She joked, raising her hand up almost like an oath. Rabastan didn't know that it was one of the Mauarder's beginning motto...But even their laughter couldn't sense his growing curiosity on the Dark Lord's favor with her, and so he asked again. Causing a rather abrupt choke that she had bent on her wine.

She spoke carefully and without managing to offend or badmouth either side of her parents. Even if she was showing anger about her mother in those beautiful grey pools.

"I don't see Sirius or Regulus holding masterminds, your mother had been correct in some regards." The girl shrugged, but her face grew red in embarrassment. Only counter he managed was to comfort her by gripping her hand.

Desperate for her not to pull away.

"Yeah, but they were hoping for a boy. Reminded of that constantly." Rabastan heard it once more, how Orion and Walburga had wronged his wife in so many ways. To make her timid and scared of the truth.

"As much as I would've loved another mate at your standards, I doubt we could've handled another Sirius ego...Eat, your salmon is getting cold." With a squeeze coming from her side she continued to eat with her left hand to keep the connection. And as did he, because he needed to be the comfort. While she needed to be a stable rock of clean-cut innocence to keep him sane.

"The favoritism worries me Rory, has he told you anything more than just words of encouragement?" She shook her head. "Frankly I do believe you've met him more than I have, I don't know his plans for me, but you'll be the first to know. You're the Death Eater in his inner circle, not me." He nodded, thankful for the explanation and reassurance. And whether it was the time separated from her, the looming business meeting that he is to have or anything in that realm of suggestive glances to one another...He had taken the lead to lean in and diminish the space between them.

It turned into desperate and elaborate kiss onto her lips.

"I seem to recall our promise to break in the bed?" Hearing that graced a rather proud smirked onto her lips as she rose up, leaving him sitting below as she so drastically started to undo her dress all while continuing to walk to the destination.

"Coming Raba? I think you'll like my panties this time around." She cooed, while the man gave himself a moment to down the rest of his wine before dashing off to grab his wife and throw her over his shoulder.

"Oh you are mad, aren't you?" She laughed, especially considering his hand was firmly keeping hold of her waist and arse in order not to drop her. 

"The mere mention of your panties could do that to any man darling." The second he had thrown her down onto the bed did he rip off his thin jacket and threw off his undershirt. Leaving him in nothing but his trousers. Which Aurora was already starting to undo with parted legs, she had managed to dress in preparation as the dressing gown underneath the long-discarded dress on the first floor had been covering this lace infested cloth. Barely cover her in the decent of places.

Yet seeing that she wasn't wearing any sort of brasser was mouthwatering in his eyes. 

"May I?" He spoke, and she tilted her head and waited a teasing moment to relay the temptation.

"You rip, we rebuy. Simple as that." She cooed, and the second she allowed any form of consent, the sound of ripping and tearing fabric filled the room as she felt the cool breeze now track in at given areas...

She had been correct, the dark green panties she was—had been wearing took the wind right out of her husband. He didn't even bother taking it entirely off before going in for a taste, he merely pushed it aside before looking up to his wife in this very intimate position.

Causing her to pierce the room with a cutting moan.

Her hand gripping the bedpost as she was fighting for a sitting position, which aided him in the long run as it was the best tactical spot to push her over the edge.

With her heart rate picking up, his own plan was well underway...He pushed her back down. Fully into the masses of this extensive bed.

"Anything specific you wish to accomplish here for our first night in our manner?...Has to be something in that mind of yours." He growled, ending it by nipping at her breasts, only erupting her thought with a gasp. "'m sure this was mentioned in the book of yours..." Her eyes sparked for a moment, the glimpse of...Hope was it?

Rabastan didn't catch what caused it, but seeing it disappear the moment he had her sex lined up with his dwindled his eagerness. "I sense that you want a certain something too then darling, what is it?" As she bit her lip and attempted to find the courage a response, she was interrupted by his introducing thrust, causing a rally of all her senses and admitting pleasure throughout.

"I'm listening..." He reminded her of the question, but her mind had gone well into overdrive as she felt each thrust, each nip that he enacted.

Just as he had felt her walls closing around him, it followed her hands tugging at the roots of his hair. His little bird was so responsive to him that he couldn't handle it all that much either.

"Y-you know...Taking a woman from behind is considered...For child making..." She teased, but his attention to detail had grown significantly, her answer to the question had earned her a reward.

It took all of a moment for Rabastan to learn his wife's breasts were one of the more sensitive parts. Looping his tongue around her bud again managed to cause her head to dive back further into the center of bed.

"From behind...Have I found your favorite then?" He teased, and a humming agreement sparked into his soul. Then child making would come easier than he would've suspected....Thinking his brother had too much pride isn't what kept Bellatrix from getting pregnant., it was more her pride in getting taken from behind that is probably hindering their ability.

But here his wife was saying she like it, and although it wasn't a total lie...She had hoped it involved something with a bit of binds.

Once again, saving it for deeper into their relationship.

"Hm, I do have an idea...Perhaps you might fancy it as well?" Her brows narrowed, her moans were abruptly interrupted as he pulled out. Whimpering at the lack of friction and fillness did she pout at the change of pace.

But she didn't have much of protest before he picked her up and apparent...Being the master and mistress of their home would they be allowed to pop in and out at will, guests weren't though.

Looking around the room it took her a single second to get the idea. 

"If you wanted to shag in your study all you had to do was tell me love." His brow raised. As reentered her with the same friction as before. 

"Shagging? No darling we're making love." Her arms lapped around his neck, she shook her head in denial of it...Kissing upwards considering he had all the leverage at being taller.

"Nothing wrong with shagging Raba, makes it exciting and naughty." With that in mind, he found himself intoxicated by her neck and it rather shook the desk violently to sanction her moans further and further.

Aurora adored hearing his climax, how his entire body tensed and he closed his eyes to enjoy the moment. As he had been distracted she took the notion of kissing his sweaty chest, knitting her own brows as the peal sure started to overwhelm the both of them.

As time froze and started to slowly tick them back into reality, it was Rabastan's caution to how sensitive his wife truly is after they finished that delayed his movement. However, instead of being in bed and only having to build up the strength to turn and face him...It's turned into her needing her legs to support her entire being, although no part of him wanted to be smug at what he accomplished, it was hard to not have a wicked grin.

So when she took the first leap of fate, it turned into a reality as she had lost balance almost imminently. "I gotcha darling, come on...Let's get you settled to bed." He lifted her up as though she were nothing, their sweaty bodies making contact with one again caused her to smile breathlessly.

She was mercilessly skinny, and it hurt to hear that this was due to her own mother stopping her from eating as much as she needed.

And it felt rather delightful to know that the nights he had been courting her for dinner or any meal, it allowed her to eat until she was full.

"Can...Can we take a bath?" She whispered, her husband barely managing to get out of his studies' room as they were now in the hallway.

"Daisy...Ready the bath." He ordered, and it had been one pop out after the other. Although she was silent at the moment, her smile could be felt imprinted on his skin.

Continuing down the hall had he gently sat her down onto the bed, kissing her gently on the lips before moving away and grabbing something for her to wear after their bath.

Although he preferred her to be bare and pressed against him, he knew she was always cold.

Daisy had just walked out from the master bathroom and stated that the bath was done. "Daisy could you bring the wine from dinner?" His wife was in need of a nightcap he would surely join her. Ordering a glass of fire whiskey beside his wife, which caused Daisy to go for the order.

"Come on love..." She swallowed as she looked to the ground, he has gotten the silent message as he made to pick her up for the third time of the night.

Letting her back to her feet did she step inside the tub before leaning forward to allow Rabastan to settle in behind her. "You know, I do believe I'll be taking more baths if you're my partner in that regard." She giggled as he had leaned in and wrapped his arms around her.

Rory felt a little odd in being completely naked and intimate in front of the elf, but surely that would go away during the given weeks of their marriage. Especially if they were experimenting with different areas throughout the manner.

"Was I too rough darling...?" His questioned lingered and her face brought a bit of shock as well as disappointment. 

"I'm not entirely glass Raba, no...I rather enjoyed being taken on the desk that you'll be working on...I liked it." Her honestly had him squeeze her further, sure she was sore, but her pleasure had been on a high wire at the moment.

But even he adored this moment together afterwards. It wasn't awkward, they were both biding the time before having to go back to bed.

"...Just getting used to having you around all the time that I don't want you to go, and I know it's selfish but I—" He realized that she didn't necessarily want to be left alone again and so he sighed, coming to kiss her cheek over and over again in reminder of his affection.

As if she forgot what happened minutes prior.

"Three days darling, just you wait for when your potions room is finished I won't be seeing you for weeks...You've more or less promised on it." It cracked a smile on her face that his kiss didn't, so with her head coming to lean back into him further as they relaxed back for another few minutes before going to bed. 

He had to leave early in the morning tomorrow, and he was deciding on whether or not he wanted to wake her up. So he asked in record of it being her choice.

"Well I need to see my husband off don't? Besides, I don't want to wake up without you beside me already." He hummed, and for the rest of the night did they enjoy the silent company of one another as they slowly turned in for the night.

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Date Posted: 07-31-19

Time: 2:39

Words: 5645

Happy birthday to the chosen one, Harry James Potter! 💕💕💕