The Screams!
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May 1996, Pocket Realm: Regulus
Regulus stood looking out the window of the tower he had been living in for almost fifteen years. Albus had come with Torvak and Sirius and they had done horrible things to his family.
Albus liked to come and brag about how his plans had worked out. He would come and bring Regulus pictures of his little Hadrian beaten and broken and boast about how everything was going exactly the way he wanted it to.
He told Regulus that Remus was slowly poisoning himself with Wolfsbane and living like a pauper. Severus was firmly under control and a perfect pawn and spy for Albus.
His family was in tatters. And Regulus could do nothing.
He had attempted to run many times, and every time had ended with him beaten nearly to death and drug right back to his tower. He had learned during the fourth attempt that he wasn’t on Earth anymore at all.
Regulus had made it all the way to the edge of the forest surrounding the tower only to run into a barrier that kept him from disappearing into nothingness. Like an Island in space.
It hadn’t made him stop trying to escape though. It had simply changed his game plan. Regulus didn’t give up.
Then, recently, something had happened. Albus had come and he was angry he had been pacing and yelling. Before a half dead Dragel had been thrown into the room with him.
Harry had gone missing after a Death Eater attack. Albus had lost him and feared that he had been taken or was dead. So, he told Regulus that he was going to give Albus another dragel child.
Regulus had refused of course. He would not bring another baby into the world for Albus to abuse and manipulate. But he hadn’t been given a choice.
Albus and the Torvak had done something. They had used a combination of a ritual and potions to force him and the Air Ace to conceive a child together.
Regulus caressed his large stomach and felt the little one moving around against his hand. There was a tightening across his abdomen, and he sighed.
“How are you feeling, Reg?”
The only good thing to come out of this situation in fifteen years was the Air Ace. Regulus turned around and smiled at the man that was currently sitting on their couch reading.
“Depressed, Desperate, Determined,” Regulus told him with a sigh. “It’s time to go, Issac. We have to do this now, or this baby is going to be born in this prison.” Issac stood up and quickly came to Regulus.
“It’s too early, Reg. We needed another two weeks to be ready. Are you sure?” Issac asked him.
“I know what labor feels like, Love. I have done this before,” Regulus said with a chuckle. “Hadrian was early as well. My little loves come when they please, not when we are ready. We need to do this now.”
“So be it,” Issac responded. “Grab your bags and secure them to you. Be ready. Remember what I have taught you.”
“I’m ready,” Regulus insisted. “I have been preparing for this day since I realized this was a pocket realm.”
Issac nodded and then pulled the blades out of the couch and other places that he had been hiding them when he and Regulus had snuck them off of their guards. Issac strapped them to himself and Regulus and then stepped up to the door. He nodded and Regulus put their plan into action.
“HELP!” Regulus cried out. “Please! Something is wrong with my baby!” Then he screamed as loud and long as he could.
There was a commotion of noise and then the door to their room was thrown open. Two Torvak stepped into the room followed by the doctor. Regulus stayed hunched over holding his stomach as the doctor came forward to check on him.
“What’s wrong with the baby, Regulus?” the man asked him.
“I…I don’t know. But something doesn’t feel right. He..he hasn’t moved today and now there is a horrible pain,” Regulus gasped out. Then he lurched forward and grasped the doctor with one of his hands. “What..what if he’s…what if he is dead?”
“I am sure that isn’t the case, Regulus. Come to the bed,” the man stated but before he could comprehend what had happened he saw blood splatter the Submissive who was still making noises and moving them toward the bed.
Regulus looked up when there was a thump and watched as the two Torvak fell to the ground with their necks snapped. He straightened up and dropped the doctor to the ground. Regulus had slit his throat.
“Alright?” Issac asked as Regulus paused to breathe through his next contraction.
“Yes,” Regulus said when it had passed. “Keep moving.”
Issac nodded and then the two of them quickly used passages that Regulus had discovered over the many times that he had escaped. They ran into a few more Torvak that Issac easily took care of before they finally made it out of the tower.
They made it into the woods before they had to stop for another contraction. Regulus tried to keep moving because he could hear people behind them. But they were beginning to hurt instead of just being uncomfortable.
“Tell me where we are going Regulus and I will carry you,” Issac insisted.
“I will slow you down,” Regulus gasped.
“You are slowing us down now. I can move faster if I carry you, My Love,” Issac chuckled. He swung Regulus up into his arms before he could protest. “Point the way.”
“Fine,” Regulus stated and pointed to their left. “That way. Look for the marks I told you about.”
“Right,” Issac responded and then they were off.
It didn’t take long for them to reach their destination. Issac sat Regulus on his feet so that he could move the logs and stuff off the hole that had been hidden in the side of a mountain.
Regulus had been coming to it for years. From the moment he had found out that he was on a pocket realm. He knew he was going to need a place to go so that he could work on removing the suppression cuffs and then getting away from here.
Issac ushered him into the cave and then sealed it up before completing the rune that Regulus had started on the door. The both held still and listened as the Torvak searched for them before moving on.
“It worked,” Regulus breathed out as another contraction pulsed through him.
“Come on, Love. Further into the cave. Let’s get you comfortable and then you can walk me through this one more time,” Issac stated.
“We have already gone over it a thousand times, Issac,” Regulus chuckled as he got comfortable on the blankets on the floor. He had been sneaking things into the place for years. Every time he escaped, he would drop things off here before making sure he was caught somewhere far away.
“I know, but I am way out of my depth here, Reg so let’s do it one more time,” the Ace insisted.
“Ok,” Regulus agreed. “The first thing you need to do is get the water and towels this is going to get messy….”
Issac listened and did everything that he was told. Regulus coached him through the process of delivering their baby two more times before he was actually ready to start pushing.
Ten hours after their successful escape, Issac helped Regulus deliver a beautiful white haired, blue skinned, little girl with pretty grey eyes. Regulus held their sleeping daughter to his chest and locked eyes with his Ace.
“And now we work on how we get away from here and get our daughter safe. Once she is safe, we need to find a way to rescue my Alpha and Beta,” Regulus stated.
“I will get help from Nevarah, Reg. I am going to find your Hadrian too and then I am going to bring them all home to you,” Issac swore.
“Thank you for believing me. I don’t care what Albus said, Issac, I know my baby is still alive. I would know if he were gone,” Regulus whispered as he rubbed his chest. “He is still out there, and he still needs me.”
“Don’t worry, My Love. Of course, I believe you. That is why I am going to find him and bring him home to you. Along with your Alpha and Beta,” Issac promised.
“Thank you, My Ace,” Regulus breathed out and nuzzled their daughter once more before letting Issac take her and place her in a small handmade basket beside him.
“Rest, I will keep watch to make sure that we remain hidden,” Issac insisted.
Regulus nodded and closed his eyes as he laid down to rest. They had things to do. He needed to get the Suppression cuffs off of them. If not both, then at least Issac’s cuff. Issac knew how to portal and how to travel through realms. He could get them away from here even if Regulus was still suppressed.
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June 1996
“They want them to do what?” Remus exclaimed. He wrapped an arm around Hadrian as the two of them looked up at Severus.
“They are going to make the Champions take someone into the maze with them. Part of their task is going to be to protect them through the maze to the end,” Severus repeated.
“They can’t do that. I am going to say no this time, Severus. This is different from being in the lake surrounded by his Merrow,” Remus insisted.
“I already told them that this was not something that his parents would approve of him to participate in. Bagman, Crouch, and Albus were quite happy to pull out a contract that said otherwise,” Severus revealed.
“What does that mean? I haven’t signed any contracts,” Hadrian spoke up for the first time. He had been sitting quietly letting his dads work it out like they had for the second task.
“Apparently, when you agreed to be a participant in the second task it created a contract that made you part of the tournament. You are subject to punishment if you do not agree to this,” Severus responded.
“Those bastards found a way to get my baby into the tournament after all. We cannot let them do this. Did you read over the contract?” Remus demanded.
“I did,” Severus answered. “It is legitimate. He must participate. They are revealing it to the Champions tomorrow.”
“Will it be the same people? Me, Cho, and Fleur’s sister?” Hadrian asked curiously.
“Yes, the same rules that state you must participate, say the same about them,” Severus answered.
“They are really going to put that little girl through the maze?” Remus asked.
“They are,” Severus said with a sigh.
“Well, I guess now we know why Kili warned us that Hades should learn the spells for the maze along with Viktor,” Remus said defeatedly.
“Ronan and the others can still be with me right? The Merrow haven’t been detected by anyone while under their glamour they can go into the maze with me right?” Hadrian asked.
“Unless there is a spell or something that I don’t know about that will keep them out, they will be with you every step of the way,” Severus answered.
“Why does everyone look upset?” Malakia asked as he stepped into the room with Aolani right behind him. The Storm Queen moved so that he was standing behind the couch Hadrian was sitting on with Remus.
Aolani started messing with Hadrian’s hair while Severus explained what was going on to Malakia. By the time Severus had finished talking, Hadrian had a brand new trinket braided into his hair.
The other students always talked about how strange Hadrian’s decorated hair was, but he didn’t care. It was the only thing about him that wasn’t the epitome of pureblood upbringing when he was out and about.
But Hadrian refused to remove his trinkets. Each one was a gift from someone important to him. Hadrian smiled brightly up at Aolani when the Storm Queen was done and headed back over to stand near the Ace. Hadrian then looked up at his Papa.
“Very pretty, Pup,” Remus said with a chuckle. “You know, I am surprised that you don’t jingle when you walk with all those pretty pieces in your hair.”
“Not just his hair,” Draco pointed out as he claimed the seat next to Hadrian. Hadrian laughed as he looked down at his wrist and ankles. He did have an awful lot of tinkling jewelry. “On dirait que tu aurais besoin d’un bon calin.”
“Oui, s’il vous plait. Cela semble parfait,” Hadrian responded.
“For those of us that don’t speak French?” Remus said with a chuckle.
“Drake and I are going to go and share a cuddle,” Hadrian answered. “You don’t need me for this conversation anymore do you?”
“No, Little Star. Go and take a moment to process,” Severus responded.
“Thanks, Dad,” Hadrian stated and then he kissed Remus on the cheek before threading his fingers with the other Submissive’s and then pulling him out of the room speaking quiet, fluent French together.
“He has gotten very good with French,” Remus pointed out.
“He speaks it like he was born speaking it,” Severus agreed. “Our little Starfish has gotten just as good with Bulgarian and Italian.”
“Hadrian is a marvel. Now, how are we keeping him safe during this task? Is this another situation where Viktor cannot know?” Aolani asked pointedly.
“No, they are telling the champions tomorrow. They did not say they couldn’t know early,” Severus answered.
“Go and get him,” Malakia instructed. Aolani nodded and then strode from the room. “Plans need to be made, I am going to get Ronan and Xander.”
“Go on,” Severus agreed and then claimed the seat next to his Beta.
“If it’s alright, I am going to get Blaise,” Theo spoke up. “Draco will be distracted with Hadrian for a while. I will be back before he even knows that I am gone.”
“Thank you, Theo,” Remus responded. When it was just the two of them in the room, Remus looked up at Severus with worry. “I am afraid. This feels like a plot.”
“I know, it feels like it to me too, Remi,” Severus agreed. “We will have back up plans for our back up plans.”
“Good,” Remus responded and then they cuddled together while they waited for everyone to return so that they could plan.
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“Tell me what’s going on,” Draco stated as soon as they were in Hadrian’s room. Hadrian threw himself down on his bed with a groan.
“I am being forced to participate in this stupid tournament anyways,” Hadrian whined. He had somehow managed to get himself into a shitty situation anyway.
“Scootch,” Draco said and nudged Hadrian’s arm. Hadrian moved over so that there was room for Draco to lay down beside him. Draco linked their hands together and Hadrian laid his head over on his shoulder.
“Does this ever feel surreal to you?” Hadrian asked after a few moments of silence.
“What part?” Draco asked him with a chuckle.
“The part where you are my best friend in the entire world. As close to me as I imagine a brother would be,” Hadrian answered.
“Yeah, a little. But to be honest, I always wanted to be your friend. I am glad that we got to this point. This is much better than fighting,” Draco pointed out.
“We are still going to be close when we get to Nevarah right?” Hadrian asked after another few moments of silence.
“Just try and stop me,” Draco stated with a laugh. “I love you, Hades. Love you like I imagine a brother would. I have never had a sibling, but this is what I imagine it would be like.”
“Love you too, Drake,” Hadrian agreed. The two of them were quiet for a little bit before Hadrian spoke up again. “I have to go into the maze with Viktor.”
“Have to?” Draco asked.
“Yeah, some sort of magically binding contract was created when I agreed to participate in the second task. Same for Cho and Fleur’s sister. All three of us have to participate now or risk punishment,” Hadrian responded.
“Well, you are prepared. You have been training just as much as Viktor has. I am confident in both of your ability to get through this,” Draco stated without any hesitation.
“You aren’t worried?” Hadrian asked him.
“Of course I am, but I can be worried and confident at the same time,” Draco insisted. “So, we are going to make sure that the two of you train harder right up until the third task starts.”
“Ok, sounds good,” Hadrian agreed. “Thanks, Drake.”
“What for?” Draco asked him.
“For knowing I needed to process this without everyone else around. For talking it out with me,” Hadrian answered.
“No need for thanks, Hades. You would do the same for me,” Draco stated. Hadrian nodded in agreement and then turned to face the blonde.
“So, wanna tell me about this?” Hadrian asked as he tapped the necklace around Draco’s neck. The blonde blushed brightly and turned to face Hadrian with a roll of his eyes.
“Our favorite twins took me on a date yesterday and made their intentions very clear,” Draco revealed.
“Took them long enough,” Hadrian said with a laugh. “They bought that necklace like three months ago.”
“You knew?” Draco exclaimed.
“Of course, I did,” Hadrian stated. “Who do you think helped them pick it out and order it? So, does that mean you are officially courting?”
“Yeah, we are officially courting,” Draco agreed. “If you had told me last year that I would be dating, not one, but two Weasleys I would have cursed you for even thinking it.”
“I know,” Hadrian stated. “Great isn’t it?”
“Yes it is,” Draco agreed.
“So, what are you going to give them in return?” Hadrian asked.
“Well, I was thinking about maybe…”
Draco and Hadrian talked together about courting gifts and Nevarah until Theo came to get Draco for curfew.
“Mind if we come in, Little Seeker?” Viktor asked from the doorway.
“Kind of feeling the need for a cuddle,” Ronan added. “We even have permission from your dads.”
“In that case,” Hadrian said with a laugh. “Yes, please.” Ronan laid down on one side of him and Viktor claimed the other side. “Did you guys work out all of the details for the task?”
“We did,” Viktor answered. “We are going to keep you safe, Little Seeker.”
“I know, Viktor. I trust the two of you completely,” Hadrian insisted.
“I want to start training you without the wand,” Ronan stated.
“Like wandless magic? We have already been doing that,” Hadrian pointed out.
“Yes, but I also want to teach you how to handle a blade and to defend yourself without magic,” Ronan insisted. “You never know what kind of situation you will end up in. I agree with your fathers about this being a plot.”
“That would imply that someone knows that I was Harry Potter,” Hadrian stated with much more calm than he actually felt.
“Yes, Little Seeker, it does,” Viktor agreed.
“Dumbledore?” Hadrian asked.
“Perhaps,” Ronan responded. He reached over and gently trailed the back of his hand over Hadrian’s cheek. “We will protect you, Little Starfish.”
“He managed to rip me away from my family before,” Hadrian whispered. “I am afraid. What if he does it again?”
“He will not succeed this time, My Love,” Viktor insisted.
Hadrian turned toward Viktor and buried his face in his chest. He reached behind him and pulled Ronan until he wrapped his arm around him. He lay there pressed between the two of them and tried to breathe through the panic that was trying to consume him.
“Albus Dumbledore doesn’t know about me and the Gheyo,” Ronan pointed out. “No one does. It will be our greatest advantage. We will rip them all into unrecognizable pieces before we ever let anyone harm you again without consequence.”
“I am so irrevocably in love with the two of you. I hope you both know that,” Hadrian stated with a blush.
“We know, Love,” Viktor responded.
“We love you as well,” Ronan added. Viktor made a noise of agreement and then kissed Hadrian on the head.
“How are you feeling?” Viktor asked him after a few moments.
“Overwhelmed but I am going to be ok,” Hadrian answered honestly.
“Good,” Ronan responded and took his turn kissing Hadrian on the head. “Well, we better get out of here before your dad comes in here and drags us out by our insides.”
“Yeah probably,” Hadrian agreed with a laugh.
Viktor and Ronan both hugged him tightly and pressed another kiss to his head before leaving him for the evening. Hadrian showered and changed into his pajamas before heading out to the sitting room to find a parent to cuddle with.
Remus and Severus were not in the sitting room though. Kili was and the Mage was sitting in his favorite chair. Hadrian smiled when Kili conjured a throw blanket and tapped his lap. The Submissive crawled into the man’s lap and let him cover him with the blanket.
“Your papa needed a little grounding. They will be back out here soon. I am happy to give you the cuddles you are seeking until then,” Haikili stated.
“Thanks Kili, your cuddles are just as good as my dads,” Hadrian said with a yawn. The two of them sat in silence for a little while and Kili played with his hair. “Kili?”
“Yes, Starfish?” Kili answered. His eyes were beginning to glaze a little, which meant he was only partially in the room with Hadrian at the moment.
“Everything is going to be alright isn’t it?” Hadrian asked him. “I..I know you aren’t allowed to reveal any sort of details or anything but maybe you could just let me know that, even if it gets bad, that it won’t stay bad?”
“Even if it gets bad, Starfish, it won’t stay bad,” Kili repeated and pressed a kiss to Hadrian’s head.
“Thanks Kili,” Hadrian said quietly and then snuggled closer to the Mage.
“Looks like we missed our nightly cuddle,” Remus said with a fond smile.
“Looks like it,” Severus agreed. He lifted their sleeping son out of the Mage’s arms. “Thank you.”
“No thanks needed, I am happy to be there for him,” Kili responded. “The two of you needed the time to settle and I was happy to fill in.”
“How about I make us some tea while Severus tucks him in?” Remus offered.
“Tea sounds great,” Kili agreed with a smile.
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The Third Task
Hadrian stood with Cho and Gabriele in a tent off to the side of the stands. They were waiting for their cue to come out. Bagman had insisted that they make a show of things. He could hear the man beginning the announcement.
“The Champions must make it through the maze with nothing but their wands at their disposal. The first one to make it to the center and grasp the Goblet of Fire will be portkeyed back here to the beginning and will be named Triwizard Champion,” Bagman announced.
There were cheers from those gathered and Bagman had to wait until they died down to continue. Hadrian took a deep breath and let his anxiety bleed out of him when he felt Ronan at his back. He was under glamour so no one else could see him, but Hadrian. It was very grounding.
“The Champions will face unknown dangers within the maze. Creatures and spells alike. They must navigate their way through them all to make it to the center and it will only get more difficult the further in they get,” Bagman finally continued.
Hadrian could see that Cho seemed confident and completely unbothered by what was going on. In fact, she seemed a little more cruel in the face than normal. Perhaps it was the thought of participating and winning. Hadrian dismissed her when he heard a small whimper.
Gabriele, Fleur’s little sister look petrified. Hadrian moved closer to her and smiled gently down at her.
“Gabriele right?” Hadrian asked.
“Oui,” she answered too quickly.
“Tout ira bien, Fleur te protegera,” Hadrian tried to sooth her. (It’s ok, Fleur will protect you.)
“Tu parles, Francais,” Gabriele asked him surprised. (You speak, French)
“Oui,” Hadrian answered with a smile. “Your sister will keep you safe. I know that if I was a big brother, I would do anything for my little brother or sister. Trust her to take care of you.”
“Merci, Monsieur Black,” Gabriele thanked him with a small blush.
“Call me Hadrian, Yeah?” Hadrian countered.
“Oui, Hadrian,” Gabriele agreed. Just then, they were given their cue to exit the tent. Hadrian first, Cho second, and Gabriele last. The came in the order of their Champion’s standing in the tournament.
“The Champions have one last part to their task,” Bagman announced. “They must protect their Treasure through the maze. Now, they do not have to make it to the end with them to win, but it would be awfully bad if you left your Treasure in the maze unprotected.”
Moody stepped forward with a grin and held out an open box. He stood in front of Hadrian and the grin turned to a smirk.
“Please, Treasures, place your wands in the box,” Bagman stated. “You may not use them during this task. It is the job of your Champion to protect you. It must be their power and skill alone that gets you both through to the end of the maze.”
“Come on, wand in the box, Boy,” Moody stated when Hadrian hesitated. Hadrian took a deep breath and then unsheathed his wand and placed it in the box. Cho and Gabriele did the same.
“And now, they will enter the maze in the order of their current rankings in the tournament. Viktor and his Treasure will enter first, they will receive a two minute head start and then Cedric and his Treasure will come next, followed by Fleur and her Treasure two minutes later. You will begin at the sound of the canon,” Bagman announced.
“I will protect you, Little Seeker,” Viktor whispered to him. Hadrian linked their hands together for a moment and leaned up to kiss his Beta on the cheek.
“I know you will,” Hadrian agreed.
Then the canon fired and the two of them entered the maze. Hadrian looked back to see if Ronan and the others were with them only to realize with trepidation that they had not been able to pass through the entryway into the maze.
“Viktor,” Hadrian whispered. “Ronan and the others couldn’t get through the entrance. They are not with us.”
“I will protect you, Hades. Have faith in me,” Viktor insisted. Hadrian smiled at him. He was so confident and sure of himself. How could Hadrian not have faith in him?
“I have faith in you, My Beta. I know you will get us through this to the end,” Hadrian responded.
“Good then let’s get moving,” Viktor stated. Hadrian nodded and the two of them were off.
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“You remember your task,” Moody hissed quietly as he stood behind Cedric and Cho.
“We remember,” Cedric responded with a mad glint in his eye.
“We won’t fail our Lord. We are honored to be given this task,” Cho added with a cruel smile.
“Your Lord will reward you greatly for your success,” Moody responded. “And did you sister handle her end of things?”
“Of course she did,” Cho snipped out. “We know what we are doing.”
“And you have your Polyjuice?” Moody asked.
“We aren’t idiots, Crouch. You do realize who our parents are don’t you?” Cedric snapped.
“Tone it down boy or I will teach you a lesson in respect when this is over,” Moody growled out. “And do not use my true name here again.”
“Of course, Professor,” Cedric responded.
Then the canon fired signaling the end of two minutes and their cue to enter the maze. Cedric and Cho stepped through the entrance together and then began their task.
Their true task.
“Are you ready Lestrange?”
“More than, Little Carrow. Let’s go Savior hunting.”
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The Cunninghams
“Finally,” Jascha said with annoyance.
They had finally found the pocket realm that Scout had been whisked away to. They had been following her signature for what felt like ages. And now they were here.
Scout met them at the edge of a very large ward and guided them around it until there was a break in the warding. There was a stream that flowed through the realm and out into nothing. That was their way in.
“Good girl, Scout,” Mariana praised once they were all inside. “Have you located the Submissive?”
Scout nodded and made a series of hand motions.
“On the opposite side of the realm. Of course they are. Come on, let us try and make our way across this Torvak infested realm without getting caught before we get the Submissive,” Jascha ordered.
Scout made a few more hand movements.
“The Submissive has already given birth to a baby. We will be porting three from here,” Mariana revealed. “Scout says the Torvak are closing in on the Submissive’s hiding place and will find them soon.”
“Then we better get moving,” Jascha stated again.
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Earth
“We could not enter,” Ronan stated as he stood next to Severus.
“What?” Remus breathed from under Hadrian’s cloak. “He is in there with only Viktor and no wand?”
“Our Beta is strong. Worthy. He will protect our Heart,” Ronan answered firmly.
“Of course, he will, we are only worried. This already felt like a plot of some sort. Now it feels even more so,” Severus sighed out. “He had his portkey?”
“Yes, and my pearl,” Ronan answered. “If he activates either, we will be able to get to him.”
“Good, be ready to leave at a moment’s notice if something happens,” Severus instructed.
“We are ready,” Malakia spoke up from beside Ronan.
“I don’t like this,” Remus breathed out. “It just doesn’t feel right.”
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Hadrian and Viktor
“So powerful,” Hadrian purred.
Viktor chuckled and made sure the Acromantula was dead before turning back to his lovely Submissive. Hadrian didn’t have one scratch on him. Not one drop of blood or one hair out of place on his gorgeous head.
“You are defending me so wonderfully,” Hadrian added. “You are going to win this tournament for me without a doubt.”
“Just as I promised to,” Viktor agreed. “Let’s keep moving, my Love.”
Hadrian continued to follow his Beta through the maze of monsters. They had seen red sparks earlier and knew that at least one of the Champions was no longer in the maze. Hadrian was pretty sure it was Fleur.
The part-Veela had no business entering this competition. She was weak, and woefully unprepared for what she was going to be put through. Hadrian didn’t understand why she had wanted to compete at all.
Viktor led the way through the maze for a while longer. He fought more monsters and Hadrian watched as his Beta proved himself worthy over and over again. But he was starting to feel a little uneasy. It felt like they were being watched. Stalked through the maze by something that felt far more sinister than the monsters.
Then, it was right there in front of them.
“The Goblet of Fire,” Hadrian breathed out with a grin. “You did it, my Champion. You got us to the end. Now all you have to do is take it.”
“And take it we will,” Viktor stated. He clasped his hand with Hadrian’s and then the two of them strode quickly to the center where the Goblet was waiting.
“Ready?” Viktor asked him. Hadrian nodded. “We must grasp it at the same time.”
“I know. Count of three?” Hadrian responded. Viktor nodded.
“One,” Viktor said with a grin.
“Two,” Hadrian followed.
“Three,” Viktor finished and then stared in horror as Hadrian’s hand was ripped out of his own just as he grasped the Goblet and was pulled away.
Without Hadrian.
“What?” Hadrian tried to break out of the hold that he was in.
“We got you, Little Savior,” Someone spoke cruelly in his ear.
“Our Lord is going to be so pleased,” Cho stated as she stepped in front of Hadrian.
“Cho? Cedric?” Hadrian asked confused. “You work for Dumbledore?”
“Not even,” Cho spat out offended. “That old bastard isn’t worth our time or anyone else’s.”
“Then who?” Hadrian fished for information.
“The Dark Lord of course,” Cedric stated in his ear. “And we aren’t Chang and Diggory. Chang and Diggory are dead.”
“My sister took care of them when she got us their hair for the Polyjuice potion,” ‘Cho’ added.
“Then who are you?” Hadrian demanded to know.
“That is none of your business, I am afraid,” ‘Cedric’ answered.
“Come on, we need to hurry. They are going to send someone in here after us soon,” ‘Cho’ stated.
“Right,” Cedric agreed. Then he slipped something on Hadrian’s wrist behind his back. “Lord Voldemort.”
It must have been a portkey and activation word, because suddenly Hadrian was being pulled through a small tube by his navel. He landed in a heap on the ground and then yanked the portkey off his wrist. Then he vomited everywhere. Merlin, he hated Wixen travel.
“Pathetic,” someone said cruelly. Hadrian reached up for his portkey but before he could reach it, he was bound. “Tsk. Don’t do anything stupid now. We have been kind enough to send you a personal invitation to the Dark Lord’s rebirth. You even get a front row seat.”
“Wormtail,” Hadrian spat out. “Let me go so I can rip out your heart.”
“I don’t think so,” Wormtail stated with a laugh. Then he bound Hadrian to a headstone that moved to hold him in place. With his hands far away from his portkey and his pearl.
He needed to find a way to get out of here. At least just to get his hands free. If he could do that, he could get away. Hadrian watched in horror as Wormtail carried a deformed humanoid thing out and laid it on the ground at Hadrian’s feet.
Then there was a cauldron. One big enough to fit a grown man. Wormtail performed the ritual. Hadrian watched as the crazy rat cut off his own hand and then used the same knife to split Hadrian open from his elbow to his wrist.
It had hurt so badly, and Hadrian was pretty sure it was going to scar. He hated it. Then Wormtail placed the deformed thing into the cauldron and moments later a pale, snake-like man with no nose rose from the cauldron like something out of a horror movie Hadrian had seen through the slits in his cupboard.
“Harry Potter,” the snake-man hissed out with a feral grin. “At last.”
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Regulus
Regulus clutched his one month old daughter to his chest as dirt and debris showered down on them. There had been explosions going off all morning. Apparently, the Torvak were done looking for them with magic and had decided to simply blow the place up until they were found.
“What are we going to do?” Regulus breathed out.
“We are going to get out of here and I am going to fight. You are going to find a way to get off this stupid island in space and get somewhere safe. There has to be a transportation room here or something else that will get you home,” Issac insisted.
There was another boom and more debris. Cassie started crying and Regulus tried to sooth their daughter. She was just as perfect as Hadrian had been. Pretty blue and obviously Merrow. They had been struggling to keep her from being dry all of the time. Half of their drinking water had gone towards it.
“We have to go, this place is going to come down around us,” Regulus stated reluctantly. Issac came to him and helped him secure Cassie to his chest so that his hands would be free.
“Then, let’s go,” Issac agreed and pulled out a blade in each hand. “Stay right next to me Regulus until I have given you an opening to run.”
“Yes, my Ace,” Regulus responded as he pulled out a blade of his own.
Then the two of them left their hideout. It had kept them safe for a month while they worked on the suppression cuffs, but it had all been in vain. The Torvak had found a way to draw them out anyway.
There were no Torvak in sight when they exited but they didn’t think that would last long. So, they moved quickly through the trees back toward the tower. Regulus’ best chance of finding a way out would be there. They had searched everywhere else on the Realm over the past month.
Issac and Regulus stared in horror as they stepped into a clearing and realized they were surrounded.
“Found you,” the head Torvak stated with a grin. “I knew this would work. Now, hand over that little one so that it doesn’t get hurt.”
“Never,” Regulus countered. “You will have to pry her from my cold dead hands.”
“So be it,” Bilius Weasley said with glee. “I do love killing Dragel.”
And the fight was on.
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The Graveyard
“I’m not Harry Potter,” Hadrian tried. “He never existed. I am not the son of James and Lily Potter. I am not the Savior.”
“Silly boy, you cannot lie to me. I know the truth. I have spies in your precious school I know who you are,” Voldemort hissed out.
There was a rustling of movement and then cruel chuckles from the Death Eaters that had been called and gathered in the graveyard to witness his death at the hands of Voldemort.
“My name is Hadrian Black-Prince. I am the son of two of your trusted Death Eaters,” Hadrian attempted again.
“Oh? And which two Death Eaters would that be?” Voldemort asked him with a dark chuckle. It was echoed around the Graveyard.
“Regulus Black is my Bearer. Severus Prince is my Sire,” Hadrian answered honestly. They didn’t need to know that he was Dragel. There were potions that would give a male Wixen a womb.
“Lies,” Voldemort hissed. “Regulus never carried a child. Especially not one with my dour Potion Master.”
“Those are false memories planted in your mind by Dumbledore. Look at my Heir Rings. I carry the Heir rings for Black and Prince,” Hadrian insisted.
“Do not fall for it, My Lord,” Lucius Malfoy called out from the gathered Death Eaters. “Sirius has obviously made him his heir and the Prince line is not real. The boy lies to protect himself and stall what he knows is coming for him.”
“Lucius is right. I will not entertain this any longer,” Voldemort agreed.
“No, Lucius is a stupid twat that was just as manipulated by Dumbledore as everyone else. I am telling you the truth,” Hadrian insisted.
“I will hear no more of it, Boy,” Voldemort yelled. “Now, you will suffer. Now, I will kill you like I should have done all of those years ago.”
“Crucio,” Voldemort said casually, and pain bloomed inside of Hadrian. It was worse than anything he had ever felt in his life. Worse even than the curse that had called out his inheritance.
He writhed in agony over and over again. All he could hear was Voldemort’s cruel laughs as he was placed under the Crucio three more times. Then Voldemort changed tactics and began casting other curses at him.
Hadrian was bleeding from more wounds than he could count. Everything hurt and he could feel this…pressure building inside of him. It built and built until there was nothing he could do except open his mouth and scream.
And Scream he did.
Powerful Soul magic swept out from him in crashing waves. Reaching, searching for his bonded and then ripping them through time and place to come to his aid.
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Regulus
“Issac!” Regulus called out. The Ace had been taken by surprise and gotten a clawed hand raked down his back. He was bleeding badly.
But he was fierce and not easily taken down. He ripped out the Torvak’s throat with his hands before turning back to fight the one he had been fighting already.
The Torvak were playing with them. Attacking one or two at a time while the others laughed like it was a game. Regulus cried out when he felt a burning pain in his leg. He looked down to see a blade sticking out of it.
“Don’t think we forgot about you,” Bilius stated. “I fully intend to pry that baby from your cold dead hands myself.”
“Oh,” came a soft feminine voice.
Everyone in the clearing stopped to turn toward that voice. There was a beautiful delicate woman with her curled hair pulled up in pigtails. Regulus had never seen her before.
“Looks like we arrived just in time,” she said with a grin.
“Who the fuck are you?” Bilius snarled out.
“Mariana Cunningham at your service and my circle and I have come to rescue that Submissive and his baby. So, if you would kindly hand them over, we can go about our day,” the woman stated calmly.
“Yeah, that ain’t gonna happen,” Bilius said with a laugh. “Boy this day just got better. Now I get to kill two little Submissive Dragel.”
“You can try,” stated a man as he seemed to materialize out of the shadows behind the new woman. Then Regulus watched as Dragel began to materialize around the clearing and wanted to sob. Rescue. Someone had come for them.
“Get them,” Bilius commanded. “Show them what it means to come up against the Mighty Torvak.”
Issac moved to stand guard over Regulus and their daughter as the fight truly began around them. It was utter chaos. Torvak still managed to get through the other Dragel and make their way to Issac and Regulus, but Issac was quick to dispatch them.
He was wounded though and beginning to slow down. Regulus was worried. And then suddenly, Bilius was standing in front of them. He shot a stream of ice at Issac that had him breathing shallowly on the ground next to Regulus before he turned to the Submissive.
“Your turn,” Bilius said with a grin.
Regulus gently placed Cassie on the ground next to Issac who moved just enough to wrap an arm around their daughter.
He fought as hard as he could. But with no magic at his disposal and only less than a year’s worth of training he wasn’t really a match for the Torvak. And he soon found himself gasping in pain on the ground next Issac and his daughter.
“Pathetic,” Bilius said with a chuckle as he reached down to take Cassie from Issac’s arms. Regulus lunged and bit into his arm before he could touch her. “Bitch.”
Bilius backhanded him hard, and Regulus’s head snapped to the side. His vision went fuzzy and there was a ringing in his ears. He registered Issac once again up and fighting Bilius. Regulus moved so that he could curl around his daughter.
He felt his desperation finally consume him and he screamed up into the sky as he held his terrified crying daughter in his arms. Help. He needed more help. He needed Severus, Remus.
Then he felt his magic connect with his Alpha and Beta. Felt it connect with others and then he could feel them arriving around him. Could feel arms and wings wrap around him and his daughter protectively.
Safe. They were finally safe.