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The Dark Lord was pleased that the raid went off without a hitch, even with no one killed or captured he gladly took the destroyed party as a sign. Attempt all they might in hiding the party, but Godric Hallow was too easy of a location, but it was Wormtail's sharing of the location that truly brought it out.

The traitor was lacking one ability, an old ancient magic was protecting Aurora from The Dark Lord recognizing the girl in Wormtail's memory, had it not been for her tattoo and her devotion then perhaps her life would've ended long before.

Yet she was just sitting with the two boys now, enjoying a pizza as they knew her lifestyle involved three-course meals. So seeing her devour three slices in just a minute it had the boys howl in laughter, and almost persuaded her to stay, but Sirius knew better than most that she needed to leave.

But the second she had, she left with the promise to herself that she would try harder to gain information.

As she returned in from the fireplace was she quiet surprised to see Daisy standing there ready and waiting. 

"Mistress back! Daisy so happy Mistress is back!" The little thing said as she held up a note for her. And in Rabastan's handwriting did it automatically send a shiver to her spine as it said to head to his study.

Not the bedroom but she assumed he had work to be done rather than just laying in bed as she had.

The elf offered to take the suitcase and she was grateful not to lug it up for the rest of the way before hurrying into the study, although not wearing the most proper of attire. But knocking at the door was it a quick response, and time had almost seemed lost as he looked in confusion.

But the smile brightened his rather dark aura evaporated.

"I'm sorry I'm late darling, I—" Whatever her lie had entailed he didn't even bother listening to her ramble as he opened his arms for her to sit down in. Her warmth was radiating in his heart, soothing away the evil acts he had committed over the weekend.

Although there were promises to keep up with, he wanted to know how her overseeing had gone, and she faked her jittery attitude perfectly as she could just picture the work she could've accomplished.

"How was your meeting?" She smiled, and he silenced himself for a moment. He hadn't gone as he was serving the Dark Lord, and so Aurora stilled and thought for a moment.

"He called? Is that alright for your career to reschedule a meeting so—" Rabastan understood her worries and doubts, but it was alright as his father handled it never the less.

"Blasted Gryffindor wedding... ugly little thing it was in Godric's hallow." He shared, and Aurora hummed, but he knew she was building the content, which he sighed and nodded.

"Sirius was there..." He whispered, just enough for her to hear. And feeling her body lean away caused him to lessen his hold. "Bastard and his girlfriend threw some curse at Rodolphus and I. He's—" 

"Are you alright?" She ushered, utterly frantic as her hands went instantly to his cheeks in checking for signs of strain.

She was surely exhausted from playing both sides as it's beginning to wane her, but he was fine...It was his brother that was struggling the last time he checked.

"Waiting on healers to—" 

"Screw the healers, let's go." She ushered, furthering out of his hold and off to the bedroom. To both change and to get her bag of potions and remedies that she has stockpiled...

Just in case.

"Rory honestly, my brother can deal with a curse here and there." 

"Yes, but knowing my brother it could be a Trojan horse and we wouldn't know." Her husband's eyes widened, he recalled the little muggle history lesson as it fascinated the witts out of his little Ravenclaw...He forgot most of the story but the big cause of it is soldiers hid in a gifted horse statue and waited to attack.

So what if Sirius' curse was designed to work later on than just now, and his brother is just sitting there getting worse?

With that being said they had gone straight to the second Lestrange manner with Aurora's bag in tow, walking hand in hand...The elf that greeted them at the door was all the more delighted to bring them further in, only for Bella to come around to scream and tackle her cousin.

"Darling! How good to see you, you're glowing!" She cheers, her arms lapping over as Bellatrix was always the one with the highest heel, and already had she been rewarded with a very tall height without them...

So she towered over her little niece and ran a hand through her hair like a small child.

"Bass, have I missed something?" Aurora smiled at her cousin and explained that he told her about the Potter wedding.

"He has been whining all morning for hours about the wound, perhaps Cassi could give him the attention he's been begging for." Rory pushed for a location, which led them to see the man nursing some fire whiskey in the den. He shot a rather nasty glare to the three incomers that he couldn't rightly recognize until a good moment later.

"Invited more company to watch my suffering?! You bloody witch!" He growled, throwing his glass in the direction of both Bella and Aurora. Only Bella had ducked while the younger Mrs.Lestrange waved her hand and set it to the wall.

As Bellatrix started shouting her own level of disagreement to rally her husband's, it was more than difficult to not only concentrate but survey what happened to his wound...Especially when he continued to wail his arms out.

"ENOUGH!" She shouted, looking to either of her family members, and while Bella hissed in response...It caused the youngest of the bunch to gesture to the wound. 

"It's more than infected, I need to clean it and give him antibiotics...And I'd bloody appreciate it if you both could stop yelling for two minutes!" Bellatrix had growled lowly in terms of being pointed out in being wrong, or silenced by the youngling.

But it was a joyous occasion to see her husband in further pain, even if Aurora was cleaning it. It turned out that men didn't have any stamina for pain, or any ability to hide it as the man in front of her threw another fit.

And Aurora had been attacked by a werewolf or struck by lightning.

"Drink this." She ordered, he looked a bit hesitant. But she yanked it back, uncorked it and made him swallow it without any knowledge of his body doing so.

"There...Was that so hard?" She cooed, and with the pain finally subsided and his mind becoming all cleaner did he relax deeper into his chair and look to his sister.

"I should've married you, love. Instead of this ridiculous monstrosity of a wife." Aurora rolled her eyes, and ignored the subtle kiss on her hand.

"Might've declined, fond of this one." She said after returning beside her husband, leaning up to tick the scruff of his beard with her nail, the man smirked at the obvious devotion as well as her strict no in the realm fo whatever he would've gotten to had she said yes.

Although anger had been boiling in his veins for his brother's slight betrayal in flirting with his wife, it was settled by Rory's touch.

With their sudden visit, it turned into a stayover, having Rabastan lead Aurora to the room he'd on occasion take refugee when his parent was off and away during the Holiday break from Hogwarts.

However it felt rather strange to get that level of comfort in someone's guest bedroom...

Aurora's husband did not mind one ounce in having to motivate her into feeling comfortable. She did feel rather exhilarating for doing something that she wasn't supposed to do to at her in-law's house.

Which Rabastan knew was something he'd enjoy later in their marriage, as well as to when they would spice things up...

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Currently, the master bedroom was filled with the nightly moans and groans of the newlywed, some would joke that they were still very much of their honeymoon phase. Especially considering how protective Rabastan is of his little wife, in truth he very much was. She always made it a point to say such a thing when he would be by her side, tending to her needs.
 Not that he thought she was incapable of doing it herself, he just adored the bright smile that graced her face when he had done something for her.

As it would seem, nobody in the Black manor ever done anything remotely kind for one another. And that is what this generation was lack, however Aurora and Rabastan had turned out to brighter and more relaxed is quite unheard of, however at the current moment they were much more than just relaxed...

"R-ro...Rory fuck—" She had been a very quick study in what pleased her husband, almost as quick as he learned her preferences.

They were one and the same in that regard.

After his struggle out to say her name, she knew what was going to come next as it fueled the bounces that had him scratch the being of hips.

She adored the next act, when he pulls her back down to the bed and pinning her underneath him with a securing bind. Sweet Merlin it drove her over the edge, and as a personal game to herself would be to withhold herself of the release as she wanted to finish with him. As well as putting the pressure for him to pound rather aggressively as they both met the grand of their climax...

The girl was desperate to get her breathing out of control, the back of her hand resting against her forehead in an attempt to restart her thumping organ. Whatever transpired into her husband as he began egging her with kisses starting from her back down to her stomach...She choked on her thoughts as his mouth was headed down below.

He knew all too well that Aurora was more than sensitive just after reaching her organism, but he craved to have his name called out. So as his tongue was on there for just under a minute that is exactly what had happened.

"Rab...Raba!" She squealed, giggling breathlessly as he was finally convinced that his wife was satisfied. He pulled up the cover in a gesture of it being rather cold, yet ordered an elf to bring water and light the fire.

With her heart finally contained she nestled further into her husband and hummed, even if they were sweaty, the high that either were on was what drew them closer.

For Aurora it was a moment of clarity to stop thinking for once, while her husband saw it as what any other male would. Sex is sex. Although in this case, it was indeed a given showing of affection and love.

As the couple finally settled for the night, a rather intense burn had Rabastan wince as he was being called by the Dark Lord. His wife however was very naked and very on top of him, and even with the careful transfer her to the bed, she still managed to wake up, even if it was in the slightest.

He'd write her a note in a moment as he would get dressed in the sacred robes. Whether he made too much noise or whatever it truly was, Rory had been awakened and was sitting up in bed looking to him in more than a confused state.

"Raba?" She questioned, tiredly as ever. He leaned in for moment and kissed her cheek. "Being called darling, get back to bed love...I'll be back in the morning." It was as though he had washed her with ice water as she scrambled to the floor and covered herself in her morning robe. 

"What? Now? It's the middle of the night, what—" His nod gave her all that she needed to know and she leaned into him for a long kiss.

"I'll bloody kill you if you don't come back to me." She growls, and he smirked as he went to the private fireplace that made up their room to floo out to wherever it was that he was being called to.

Aurora, on the other hand, had decided to go to the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea, now clothed is a lounge dress and a blanket up and over her shoulders as she waited patiently for the tea.

A tired elf stumbled in and suddenly woke to see their mistress making a cup of tea. 

"M-mistress, Poppy make you tea, mistress not feel well?" The little elf had retrieved the herbal remedy but Aurora explained what has happened and the little elf suddenly made it a mission to keep the women comfortable as she would wait out for her husband.

But then it became apparent that a raid...In the dead of night could help if she were to tell someone, so she made haste to her study to scribble a warning in the book, but like the Dark Lord's minions they were woken up as well.

She whisked her wand around three times so that Salem could get a running start to get to Dumbledore and her brother in time. Hopefully this would be able to reach either of them and provide some sort of preparation as to what is happening.

In reality, it helped more than expected as it allowed Albus to contact the Longbottoms, alert Moody as well as the Potters and Sirius plus Remus. Aurora felt rather proud of herself for learning the Patronus in the first place, but it worked well in sending quick and urgent messages, evidently it was for Remus but it was in desperate need as Dumbledore told her he barely gets the given three hours of sleep.

Currently it was three in the morning, thus planting herself in the comfortable armchair to sit and wait...

And wait.

Perhaps it was mere minutes or hours, but the second she heard a thump it had her scrambled to look about. The book that had been in her lap now fallen, the once her mind had recognized the problem before her, she rushed over the fallen death eater that was lying helplessly on the floor.

"Raba...Love are you—" She removed his mask and held him as close as she could, seeing the blood from his eyes crying and his nose dripping violently did he choke and cough. 

"Cr-cruci—" She understood within the moment as she covered his ears and shouted orders to ready the master bathroom with hot water in the tub.

The three elves hurried about, but one knew well enough that her kit was needed and told her just that.

Aurora, being the mistress of the house could apparent and pop in and out as she pleased. So she did just that and made sure that she aimed closest to the bath and closest to the floor as they were almost in the same position just upstairs. Stripping him out of this damned cloak, down to the brim did she attempt to remain calm in hopes it would help his dwindling health.

"R-Raba...I'm going to put you in the bath while I fix up a potion...Alright?" A delayed hum managed out of his throat, weakly, but it was as close to a response as she was going to get in the occasion.

A flick of her wand had his body raise and slowly inch him into the tub. Allowing him to soak, whistle her cauldron on the floor was burning up the starting ingredients. This was all she could do without a proper lab to work in, luckily she had the bare minimum at the moment.

Wiping the smears of blood from his face and rendering him as comfortable as possible did she work on the floor beside the tub.

The bathwater seemed to be working as he was starting to wake up from the horror of the curse, he turned to look at his wife working damn hard to get him a potion he smiled. 

"You're so...Beautiful...Love." He whispered, making her eyes shoot up directly towards him. Rabastan hadn't been able to see her face completely and now it was obvious that she had been crying, a lot as it would seem.

His hand gestured to capture one of the tears, mumbling something of 'battling whomever had dared to make her cry'. Both her hands had gripped onto his, kissing it all the more gently.

Not long after had she finished the said potion, she had to measure a good amount to administer to him. Although it wasn't all that tasteful, he had managed to down it...And within a few seconds had he felt all that much better, his pale complexion had finally been granted it's color back.

"Rory...Darling it's alright, I'm alright." She shook her head and continued to cry. The guilt of her telling the Order was sinking through, but then it dawned on her...Which caused her to question what happened.

He sighed. 

"The Dark Lord was angry that our mission failed...Suppose that blasted group had a meeting, they were all prepared." So it hadn't been Sirius or the Order, it had been the Dark Lord's doing as punishment.

Screw the ordeals did she lean in further.

"W-why—He was angry for—?" He had explained that the attempt to kill a family had turned wrong as the group came more or less together.

It had been silent for more than a minute or two and Rabastan hated more than anything to see his wife miserable, especially due to his inability to keep himself together after a punishment.

"Join me Rory...We'll sleep in late this morning, cancel everything." She protested only for him to pout, playing the patent to nurse card...which worked flawlessly in his case.

She wiped her eyes clear of tears and undressed from the light gown the pooled down at her feet within the instant. To his delight she had put on panties, but her breasts were plump right before him.

His smirk rallied as he opened his arms in aid of getting her into a comfortable position, although she had pulled her hair in a bun to his misfortune. But it gave ample access to her neck.

The anxiety and torn loyalties were beginning to make her body weakened in any and all states as she let out a small prayer for his health.

"This is why I wish for you to work in the shadows, you aren't in the open, to him to his punishments...To the violence...Promise you won't—" He paused for a moment, especially to see his wife move away...Had he pushed her after saying such a thing?

"Raba I can't defy the Dark Lord to—" He disagreed, his hands itched up and around her figure as he kissed her. 

"Don't become like her...Don't become like your cousin." With his fear suddenly in the open did she freeze to look at him.

She knew he did like his sister in law, but the fact that he worried about her sanity, her personality...And her not turning into a sociopath warmed her as she pressured her body against him, not exactly causing the arousal but the need to be close was defiantly loud in both of their minds as she took it as her promise.

There was no inkling of doubt that ether party desperately wanted the other, so in the heated tub was it about to get a whole lot more heated. Rabastan didn't hold back a single ounce as he snogged his wife, forcefully that what had happened prior that evening, this was raw, this was demanding...

This was needed.

The water however wasn't working for what he had in mind, so he lifted both of them on up. Aurora still secured around his waist, her sex just pressing against his lower stomach as he stepped out of the tub, grabbed his wand from within his cloak to render them dry.

"You sly bastard..." She huffed against his chest, but the second he had gotten anywhere near the bed he had tossed her in. Her giggles rallied as she flew into the air were soon interrupted by his growls as he dragged her back, as he did so her hands held out to catch his cheeks securely in her grasp.

"I won't ever become her. Never ever." Was her decree, it proved to be exactly what he had hoped for...And all that she could ever want as the two of them were connected together once more.

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Date Posted: 08-06-19

Time: 4:51

Words: 3544

I have to go back to babysitting soon :c