The Nightblood Wand

               It had been three days they had come home and it seemed like it had been three weeks already. Lexa passed as much time as possible in her room, her brother joined her eventually. Her parents had been informed of the quidditch incident and they told her she should have let her teammate do what he was about to do. That maybe the professor would not have noticed if she did. She hadn’t told her parents about Clarke, since her parents didn’t only hate muggle-born, but also half-blood.

Lexa rolled her eyes at the thought as Aden entered her room.

“Hey Lexa, Shadow brought us two letters” said the little blond boy as he jumped on his sister’s bed. “Here is yours!”

               Shadow had been the family owl since as long as they could remember. She liked that owl even though it was not affective at all, he had always served them well and she was thankful because, what would she do without her friends’ letters. Aden handed her the letter and almost tore his to pieces. Lexa saw his face lighten up as he recognized his friend Jacob’s handwriting. He lay down and brought the paper in front of his eyes, reading it in silence.

               The brunette glanced back down to the letter in her hand and recognized Clarke’s handwriting in the beautiful ‘Lexa’ written on the envelope. It was her turn to lie down next to her brother and to lift the letter in front of her eyes just like him.

Hi gorgeous!

Writing you from Southampton, in my house, again…

I’m bored and I want to see you so much that I can’t think about anything else.

My mom spends a lot of time at the hospital, I hardly saw her three hours since I arrived.

I know she would want nothing more than spend the holidays with me

but I can’t help but feel disappointed.

Being a cardiac surgeon sucks when you have a family.

Anyway, I miss you.

I didn’t think two weeks would seem this long.

I hope you spend good holidays.

Can’t wait for your reply.

XOXO

“Lexa! Aden! Let’s eat!” they heard their parents yell.

               They both hoped off the bed with big grins on their faces. Lexa didn’t receive a lot of letters of Clarke since she asked her not to, for her parents not to get suspicious. So, every time she received one, this exact same grin appeared on her face, joined with a pleasant feeling in her belly.

               They rushed down the stairs and Aden sat at the big table before Lexa could reach the floor. They knew better than not to come straight away after their parents had called them. The four of them started eating in silence, like they did since so many years. Most of the meals would be just this. Everyone sitting around this long rectangular glass table; Aden and Lexa on one side, and their parents opposite to them; the clattering of the knives and forks being the only noise that filled the cold big room. Their mom, but also particularly their dad, occasionally saying something about what happened at their job.

               Lauren and Connor Woods both worked for the ministry of magic, in the magical law enforcement squad. They met there and got together pretty quickly when they discovered they had exactly the same values and way of thinking. As some members of this department, Lexa supposed her parents were corrupted by now. Their friends were rich pure blood wizards, pretty much like them, and Lexa hated that. She found this world hypocritical and dangerous.

The Woods parents were thrilled when they received a letter from Hogwarts saying Lexa had been sorted in Slytherin. They were kind of fans of Salazar Slytherin and his motives. They knew Slytherin had formed great wizards and that’s what they wanted for their daughter. Well, more for them than anything else really. But Lexa knew better than that. She knew being a Slytherin was not about idolizing Salazar Slytherin. Of course, some students did. But she was proud of her house because of its values and not his founder.

At least, there was one person in this family who thought like her: her brother. She knew someday, when she would be in age to fly with her own wings, that she’ll fly as far as possible from it, bringing Aden and people that she really cared about with her.

“Um, today” her father started, withdrawing her from her thoughts, “we were about to have a lead on Walsh from an ordinary witch when Carlton intervened and fucked up as usual” he finished laughing.

Lauren Woods joined him so they let out a fake puff of laughter. David Carlton was a muggle-born wizard who worked in the department of magical law enforcement with Lexa’s parents. So every time he did anything near a mistake, inevitably, the Woods would rejoice and make fun of the guy. Because, of course, only muggle-born made mistakes.

               Lexa rolled her eyes at the ironical comment she had made in her head. She felt Aden kick her gently in the legs with a look saying ‘careful’. Their parents weren’t fond of insubordination.

“He’s been summoned by the minister of magic himself. I beg he’s going to be fired” he laughed again but this time, Lexa didn’t bother reacting, clenching her jaw instead. “He’d deserve it, this little mudbl...”

“Well, all the members of the ministry of magic can’t be perfect, obviously” cut Lexa.

“What do you mean exactly?” he said almost rhetorically.

Her father narrowed his eyes and her mother was next. Lexa’s jaw was still firmly clenched and her brain was fuming on whether she should stand up to them or back off. She turned her head to Aden when she felt another stronger kick on her leg. She sighed quietly, closing her eyes, because she knew what was the only way to end this fight before it even begins.

“With all the muggle-borns that have been hired this year at the ministry of magic, they can’t expect a one hundred percent success rate” answered Lexa.

               Connor waited a few seconds and then a grin crossed his face.

“You’re right! They should be more careful with who they hire” he added before they resumed eating.

               Lexa threw a last glance at her brother who nodded and looked down at her now repellent plate. They stayed a few more minutes like that.

“By the way, the ministry gave us a mission. We have to leave for South Africa tomorrow. We don’t know if we’ll be back for your return at Hogwarts, we will send you an owl to inform you.”

“Ok” replied Aden as Lexa stayed silent, not even raising her head.

               The brunette mentally sighed of relief. She and her brother would have real holidays. She was already thinking about what she could do when an idea popped in her mind. Her face features became less tensed and she pursued her lips, preventing a smile from appearing on her lips.

               When the meal was finished, Lexa and Aden cleared the table as their parents went to sit on the sofa. They said their ‘goodnight’s before climbing the stairs.

“Aden!” Lexa whispered.

“What?” he answered in the same tone.

“I have an idea, come into my room.”

               Lexa walked in her bedroom closely followed by her little brother. The brunette closed the door but continued to whisper.

“Since mom and dad are leaving, I would like to ask Clarke to come spend her holidays with us. Her mother isn’t home often and she’s bored.”

“Oh yeah, that would be great.” Aden had learnt to know the girl and he really liked her. He liked the way his sister was around her. “But don’t you think they’ll find out?”

“I hope not. And I don’t care if they do, I’ll assume the consequences” she replied with a grin.

               The blond boy smiled and nodded.

“Well, then I’m going to write to her immediately. Would you like to invite Jacob? I’ll cover you.”

“He can’t. He’s gone to Spain with his family.”

“Oh ok. You’ll see him in less than two weeks then.”

“Yes” he answered with a smile.

“Alright,” she smiled and shook Aden’s hair with her hand, “I’ll keep you updated about Clarke.”

“That’s going to be the best holidays ever.”

***

               Clarke had jumped in euphoria when she had read Lexa’s letter. She had quickly answered to her saying that it’d be better if the two Woods came to her house instead since she still wanted to see her mother the few times she came home. Clarke knew her mom would agree. The blonde had talked about Lexa a lot to her mom and Abby Griffin always smiled seeing the happiness in her daughter’s eyes.

               Lexa had said ‘yes’ and had added that Aden was excited about coming to Southampton. The Woods lived in Manchester, so they would be closer to London and thus to King’s Cross, in the case their parents wouldn’t be home before then.

               Clarke was still grinning, her elbows pressed on the counter as her mother cooked dinner. Abby turned around and chuckled slightly at her daughter’s sight.

“When are they coming again?” she asked.

“Tomorrow, early afternoon. They arrive at Southampton Central Station around 2 pm. I’ll go get them on foot.”

“Great!” she said. “Uh, honey, I won’t be able to be there tomorrow night. I have a big shift, I’m sorry.” Clarke tried her best to hide a sigh and nodded to her mother. “I’ll let you some money to order pizzas, is it ok?”

“Yes, it’s perfect mom.”

               They spent the rest of the evening chatting and watching tv before they both went to bed. Clarke jumped on her bed and looked at the ceiling. She didn’t know how she ended up getting so involved in her relationship with Lexa because right now, she felt like she was in real deep. She felt butterflies in her belly every time she just thought of the green-eyed brunette. Lexa seemed to care about her too. Clarke could see it in her eyes and that reassured her pretty quick when she thought about how fast this was going. Yeah, they had taken their time at the beginning. But now she felt like she couldn’t be separated from her more than a few days.

               The blonde stared at her ceiling for two long hours before drifting to sleep, a big grin on her face.

***

               Clarke’s left feet was bouncing off the ground frenetically as she waited for THE train to arrive at the dock. She had been there for twenty minutes already since she had left her house early ‘just in case’. Her eyes widened as she heard and watched Lexa’s train approach. She took a few steps backward, letting the other passengers pass but began to walk through them as she spotted two pairs of green eyes.

               When she reached them, she threw her arms around the brunette’s neck and brought her in a passionate kiss. After a few seconds, they separated in need for air, and also because Aden had just cleared his throat. Clarke smiled at Lexa and turned to the blond boy.

“Hi Aden, how are you?”

               She took the time to analyze their clothes. Since they were at Hogwarts and didn’t often wear ‘muggle-clothes’, it always seemed weird. Lexa wore tight black turtle-neck jumper and blue jeans under a long chestnut coat. Aden wore the same kind of coat as Lexa but shorter and black, covering a simple grey pullover and black jeans. Clarke thought they looked quite elegant and felt like she was underdressed in her red hoodie and blue jeans.

“Fine and you?” he answered.

“I’m great” she answered looking back at Lexa. “It wasn’t too long?”

“It was worth it” replied Lexa with yet another smile.

               Aden began to roll his eyes at their interactions so Clarke took one of Lexa’s bags and one of Aden’s and started walking. They followed her pulling their suitcases. They had packed their things as if they weren’t coming back home before Hogwarts return so they wouldn’t have to go to Manchester again.

               They made their way to Clarke’s house in a few minutes, talking about holidays and, well, Hogwarts. Clarke withdrew her keys from her pocket and opened her front door, letting her guests in first.

“And voilà! It’s not very big, but it’s my home” said Clarke with a shrug and a timid smile.

“It’s lovely” replied Lexa.

               The Woods may have something close to a mansion, the atmosphere hanging in that cute little house felt way much warmer and more comfortable.

               Clarke made a quick guided tour, finishing in the bedrooms area.

“Here Aden, this is the guest room. Make yourself at home” she said before leaving, waiting for Lexa to follow her.

               They took a few steps away from Aden’s room and the blonde opened a door at the end of the corridor.

“And… this is my room.” Lexa entered slowly, examining Clarke’s pretty messy room and suddenly the air felt thick. “I hope you don’t mind sleeping here.”

“No, no, that’s perfect.”

               The brunette turned around meeting Clarke’s perfect ocean eyes and they both chuckled at the same time, the tension disappearing.

“Unless you’re not comfortable with it. I promise I don’t mind sleeping on the couch” said Lexa, her gaze never leaving Clarke’s, to make sure the blonde didn’t feel obliged.

“No! I’d love to sleep with you.”

               Clarke could feel the redness in her cheeks appear instantly on her face as she watched a smirk grow on Lexa’s face, one eyebrow shooting up, and realized what she had just said.

“I mean… no” Clarke stuttered and Lexa crossed her arms. “Well not that I don’t want to… but…”

               Lexa ended the blonde’s embarrassment by taking a step forward and engulfing her in a warm hug as she pressed their lips together. They stayed this way for a few minutes just enjoying the presence of the other.

“I think I’m gonna love these holidays” Lexa said, loving the way Clarke’s face enlightened with a big smile.

               They spent the day playing games and baking cookies. Clarke and Aden seemed to ally against Lexa at any occasion and the blonde simply loved the way Lexa pouted every time they did. They finished eating dinner when Aden launched a large yawn, so they decided to head to bed early.

“Aden loves you” said Lexa as she closed the door behind her.

“Yeah, I love him too” replied Clarke smiling.

               They changed themselves in silence, back-to-back. Clarke put on a very oversized grey shirt which stopped middle-thighs, which created an audible gulp in Lexa’s throat. The brunette, for her part, wore black yoga shorts and a tight white tank top, which created the exact same reaction from Clarke.

               They hopped into bed and crawled under the covers. Lexa laid flat on her back, staring at the old small fluorescent stars glued to the ceiling.

“You like space?” Lexa asked.

“Yes, I love how mysterious it is. I’ve always wondered how would it be to go there and see the stars cover the black nothingness endlessly.”

               Clarke stopped talking to see Lexa staring at her, the stars being reflected in her eyes.

“I’ve wanted to ask you something for a few weeks now.”

               Clarke moved onto her side and brought her hand to support her head as she faced the brunette.

“Go on!” she said.

               Clarke frowned slightly as Lexa didn’t talk right away.

“Would you like to be my girlfriend?” she asked not looking at her yet.

               The blonde’s frown was replaced by a huge grin on her face as she watched Lexa turn her head towards her slowly.

“I didn’t know you could be romantic, Commander” replied Clarke, making Lexa chuckle. “I’d love too.”

               Lexa bent forward and kissed her passionately. They kept on cuddling this way for a few minutes until the kiss intensified and they were panting. Clarke let out an uncontrolled moan before she pushed the brunette on her back once again and climbed above her, their lips still connected. Lexa’s hands were placed on Clarke’s hips and Clarke’s were cupping her cheeks. Lexa felt her girlfriend’s tongue caress her lower lip, begging for entrance which she wasn’t going to refuse. The familiar tastes of cinnamon and sweet pepper merging. The ambient air started warming up and the panting increased.

“Clarke–” Lexa managed between two kisses, “are you sure…”

“Shut up” cut Clarke.

She broke the kiss and brought her hands to the edge of her shirt, removing it, leaving her in her underwear. Lexa couldn’t help but stare in awe at the beauty of the woman in front of her. She rose her back from the bed to straighten up a little, closing the distance between their bodies. She brought Clarke into another round of deep kisses and felt the blonde pulling on her shirt, so she separated their lips and rose her arms. She let them fall again before circling Clarke’s back and stopping at the hooks of her bra. Lexa looked into her eyes for some sort of compliance and Clarke nodded, her bra falling from her chest. Lexa felt a new wave of arousal cross her core as she abruptly pressed her lips back against the blonde’s and rolled both of them over on the bed, topping her. She broke the kiss and pressed her soft lips against Clarke’s neck, right on that pulse point. The blonde let out a large moan and felt Lexa smile. The brunette’s hands were still firmly holding her hips but began to wonder down that perfect body, stopping at the waistband. She looked up once again and removed Clarke’s panties. She crawled back up her body to kiss Clarke before slowly making her way down, kissing and licking every part of the blonde’s body. Clarke had to control herself not to make too much noise and that was becoming harder and harder. Until it wasn’t possible anymore, when Lexa’s lips touched her. She had to bring her arm to her mouth and bite a little to suppress the moan but a groan escaped. Clarke felt her orgasm build rapidly as she looked down to see Lexa looking at her from between her legs. Lexa didn’t stop as she heard Clarke’s completely uncontrolled breathing, neither when her eyes rolled into their sockets. She slowed down and then made her way back up, placed one last kiss to the blonde’s parted lips and lowered herself back on the bed, next to her.

“That was…” began Clarke after a few minutes of regaining her senses, “fabulous.”

               Lexa chuckled but didn’t say anything. Clarke turned on her side once again staring at her girlfriend. She brought her in a searing kiss and stopped.

“I have one question though!” she continued when Lexa frowned. “Can you tell me why-” a kiss, “are you-” a kiss, “still almost fully dressed?” another kiss.

               Clarke climbed onto Lexa’s waist, straddling her again. She removed the rest of the brunette’s clothes.

“You don’t have to do this.”

“Oh yes I have, commander.” That created a small new moan in Lexa’s throat. “Or else I won’t be able to sleep with you lying next to me, with now no clothes on.”

               Clarke pushed her tongue in her mouth as her hand travelled down her body, stopping slightly at those perfectly defined abs. She then reached the brunette’s core and started drawing small circles around her clit. Lexa was panting hard in just a few seconds so Clarke separated their lips and kissed her neck instead as she pushed two fingers inside and began at a regular pace. It wasn’t long after when Lexa’s head fell backwards and her body arched into Clarke. The blonde settled herself half on Lexa’s body and stayed like this, her gaze raised towards her girlfriend’s relaxed and content face.

“I think I could get used to that ‘sleeping in your room’ thing” she said smiling.

“Me too” answered Clarke.

               Indeed, both of them were going to spend great Christmas holidays.

***

               The three of them would either spend the days chilling in front of Friends or walking along the snowy port, and then separating into their respective rooms to get some peaceful sleep. Well, at least in Aden’s case. It seemed like their libidos had never been this strong.

               The meeting with Abby had really stressed Lexa out, even if she had tried to hide it, Clarke could tell she was. But it went strangely well in the end. Clarke knew her mother was really good with people and to Clarke’s surprise, Lexa did well at initiating conversations too, even though she happened to stutter slightly some times. They hadn’t spent a lot of evenings with Abby though and she hadn’t been able to be here for the last day of their holiday.

               Clarke had been a little sad about it so the two Woods had made their possible to change her spirits. Right now, they were just talking in front of the fireplace when Exodus, Clarke’s owl, pecked on the window. The blonde stood up, went to open the window and took the letter from her owl’s claws, letting him in.

“It’s Raven” said Clarke as she made her way back to the fireplace.

“What does she say?”

“She wants us to go to her place tonight. Her parents aren’t there; she wants to throw a party before heading back to Hogwarts.”

“Where does she live?”

“In London, so we won’t need another ticket.”

“Sounds good” answered Lexa.

“Could be cool” added Aden.

“Aden, let me warn you, no alcohol for you.”

“Of course, sis’” he said before winking at Clarke.

               The blonde laughed out loud since Lexa clearly saw that. She rolled her eyes accepting Aden could have some fun but she still would keep an eye on him.

               They prepared their suitcases and headed straight to the station, taking the first train they saw towards London. They arrived in time for the party, some people were already there, a glass already in their hands.

“Hi my favourite house enemies!”

“Hi Rav, it’s good to see you!” replied Clarke accepting Raven’s hug.

“Hi nerd” said Lexa as Clarke and Raven separated.

               Raven hugged each one of them and introduced them to the friends they didn’t know.

“So, would you like two whiskies?” Raven asked turning to Lexa and Clarke.

               They nodded unsure and Raven then turned towards Aden.

“What can I get you, buddy?”

               Raven stopped as she noticed Lexa’s deadly glance on her.

“Oh come on, he’s…” but she was cut by Lexa’s eyebrows shooting up. “Fine! Coke it is.”

               Lexa turned around looking at Clarke and Raven choose this moment to pass her arm around Aden’s shoulders and leading him away, whispering something in his ear. The party went very well. They were all dancing and Lexa bent towards Clarke’s ear when they spotted Anya and Raven dancing really close to each other. That’s when she revealed her suspicions about the two Ravenclaw girls to Clarke, to which the blonde didn’t answer. Just smiling and kissing her to change the subject.

               They did drinking games, danced and laughed all night. Clarke was drunk by now and Lexa decided she would stop drinking to take care of her girlfriend. She had already taken Aden to bed with Lincoln’s help since Raven had decided not to listen to her. She would definitely regret it; Lexa would get revenge for that.

               Lexa was suddenly brought out of her thoughts when a large boom and the shattering of glass sounded in the kitchen. Everyone hurried there to find an annoyed Clarke trying to stand up, more or less. Hundredth of tiny glass pieces were scattered on the floor, some blood tinting some of them. The blonde huffed loudly as Lexa placed her arms on her waist, lifting her off the ground.

“What happened?” asked Raven as she asked the rest of the spectators to leave the kitchen.

“I don’t kn-know, I guess I just – slipped” she answered.

“Okay, okay” said Lexa as she laid her towards a stool. “Raven, do you have disinfectant and band-aids?”

               Raven nodded and left the kitchen, returning about two minutes later. Lexa kept Clarke’s hand open as she cleaned her up, since Raven was also a bit drunk. The cuts were really small but still, Lexa was really careful, even though Clarke didn’t felt a thing.

“Hey gorgeous!” joked Clarke with a smirk.

               Lexa chuckled and offered her girlfriend a true smile.

“Hi beautiful!” she joked back.

               When she was done with it, she turned to Raven.

“Well, I think we’ll head to bed, can you show us the room?”

“I don’t want to go t – to bed!” cut Clarke.

“Clarke, you’re drunk, you can’t drink anymore. And I’m tired.”

“Alright” she replied with an eye roll.

               The latina showed them to their room and then left yelling something like ‘who wants to do shots?’. Lexa closed the door and just had the time to turn around before she was pinned against it. Plump soft lips came crashing against hers as the temperature heated up.

“Clarke!” Lexa tried to control herself. “Clarke you’re drunk!”

“Yes, and you – you’re sso sexy!” Clarke said in a sultry voice as she resumed the kissing and touching.

               Lexa tried to push her gently but the blonde didn’t move so she ended up squatting and standing up again, Clarke in her arms, bridal-style.

“Wow, Commander!”

               Lexa laid her down on the mattress and Clarke let go of her, stretching. Clarke’s eyes began to close themselves and the dirty talk lessened. As her words became nothing more than mumbling, Lexa started undressing her, leaving her in her bra and boxers before pulling on the covers. The blonde was already deeply sleeping, that little cute snort making Lexa smile.

               The brunette stripped from her clothes too, slipping under covers and cupping Clarke’s back. She sighed happily as Clarke caught her arm and pressed it against her chest, cuddling. The blonde continued snorting and Lexa put her head in the crook of her neck, still smiling.

“I love you!” she said in a whisper.

               And with the vibrations of her own heartbeat in Clarke’s back lulling her, she drifted off to sleep.