Harry Potter and the Half Bloods: Chapter 2
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The chapter begins with vials of unknown chemicals bubble and flow from one container to another via pipettes. We follow one particular pathway of a bluish liquid as it slowly rises in a small test-tube shaped container till it flows into the pipettes on the sides. it moves along slowly to a larger collection vial where it mixes with a green fluid and gives off a gas which rises to the top where a series of air-tight glass pipes lead it to a condensing chamber. Here it collects, along with other fluids, in a beaker filled with a now red mixture. A hand turns the stoppers, preventing any more of the liquids from being collected.
"Hello again, incase you haven't guessed this is Agent Reptile again welcoming you to the next chapter of Harry Potter and the Half Bloods." The only difference seen in the ninja's attire was a lab coat over his ninja garbs and a pair of safety goggles over his mask. Kind of stupid looking but no one really bothers to tell him. "Sorry if I am a little pre-occupied but I am in the middle of an important experiment."
Placing the red fluid filled beaker on another table he sat down and used an eyedropper to add a few drops of a glowing compound to the beaker changing it's color into a pale yellow material.
"You may remember that I told you how I discovered Eluza's casket in space only to find that she was not actually dead and how it lead to the Gall Force being lycanthropes now? Well part of my wedding vows was that I would help them find others of their race and let them live their own lives on Earth. Before you ask no I am not adding to some sort of massive harem; any new Solenoids to Earth have to find their own husbands if they want. Back on topic, however, whenever we were able to find more Solenoid refugees they all faced the same problem of extensive damage to both their organ systems and their very DNA so none have been able to come out of the than as anything by lycans."
Opening a small plastic bag of animal hair he takes a pair of tweezers and adds some of the strands to the beaker. A small poof of smoke is followed by the fluid settling as it becomes a silvery reflective color. Agent Reptile takes a rubber stopper and seals the beaker before he places a piece of adhesive tape with the word "Lupos" on the side of the vial. The beaker is then placed inside a refrigerator next to a series of other similarly colored beakers with many different words written on tape. Shutting the refrigerator's door the ninja turns back to the camera.
"Unfortunately I have never been able to copy the extensive regenerative abilities of lycanthropy without having the animal nature added to it."
"And why would you want to? I thought that you loved my coat." A smiling werepantheres with blue hair asks walking into the room.
"Well...um yea I love it Patty it's just um....it's only that....uh...." Agent Reptile stutters as Patty just smiles at him letting him get more and more out of control of the situation.
"Oh you are just so fun to tease; my silly male." Patty just kisses the male on the cheek. "Since we're going to be busy for a while why don't you enjoy this next chapter of Harry Potter and the Half Bloods."
"Yea, do that..." Agent Reptile says coming out of his shocked state.
"Come on you, I need this." Patty says nearly pulling Agent Reptile's arm out as the head to a bedroom.
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The ancient and historic house of Malfoy was now more empty than it had been in a while, what with it's patriarch behind bars and all. Adding to its occupantsÆ sense of desolation and bleakness was the fact that one's of the House's children may be sacrificed to the Malfoy's crewel and terrible master.
Narcissa and Bellatrix had journeyed long and hard into the soupish fog and other accompanying bad weather to speak to one Serverus Snape, or at least one of them wanted to speak with him.
"Narcissa please you can't do this." Bellatrix pleaded with her friend to reconsider speaking with this "traitor" especially if they were to do so in this muggle dungheap.
"I can't just sit by and let my son...my only son...die Bellatrix. And don't you dare think that I won't do everything to insure his life." Narcissa Malfoy replied nearly banging the door down with her knocking.
"What are you thinking Narcissa? What do you think our master would do if he...."
"Narcissa...Bellatrix how...nice for you to come here." Snape interrupted as he opened the door.
"Snape we have business to discuss, very important business."
"Quite. Well come in won't you." Snape's words may have been welcoming, but his voice was as cold as ice and as hospitable as Siberia. This didn't stop the two witches from walking in and begin to badger the fellow follower of Voldemort from two very different fronts. One begging for help and the other accusing without mercy or civility.
"Wormtail since it is now obvious that this will take longer than expected get me and my guests drinks." Snape ordered pointing his wand towards the cowering minion of the Dark Lord.
"I am not your servant Snape and you know that. I was sent to assist you, not to take your bloody orders and be your cleaning maid." the rodent anamagus accused.
"I didn't know that you actually had a spine Wormtail. Perhaps you would like me to ask the Master to give you more dangerous assignments...perhaps even replace Mulciber's now vacant position?" Snape asked without feeling or emotion, just a cold and slimy sort of voice.
"I talk to the Dark Lord directly Snape and don't you forget it." the rat responded while he mimicked the action of washing his hands. "And I will ask him if I feel I can serve him better as one of his assassins."
"Till you have the spine to do so, I suggest that you go and get me and my guests drinks. Elf-made wine will do." Snape sent the man off not even looking at him as he sat in his chair.
"How is that you are still the Dark Lords servant Snape? Tell me why he hasn't punished you as we have been punished?" Bellitrix asked
"Not now Bellitrix. You can blame Snape for whatever you want after he and I have discussed the problem of my son."
"Yes that is the more pressing issue here isn't it. You know what the penalty would be if you revealed something the Dark Lord did not wish you to share Narcissa."
"I would be willing to risk anything and you know it Snape. I have already sacrificed my own husband to our master's cause...now my son...."
"I know all about your son's mission Narcissa. And it is irrelevant now."
"IRRELIVANT! How the bloody hell is it IRRELIVANT? My son has been chosen to..."
"Do not say it Narcissa, but granted I understand exactly what your son is supposed to do." Snape said handing the two of them a small urn and a copy of the Daily Prophet from a few days ago. "But this is why your son's mission is now irrelevant."
"So what? What does this bloody urn have to do with anything?" Bellatrix asked rather impatiently.
"That urn holds the dust and ash of a three hundred year old vampire, the strongest in all of England by the way, taken from the Ministry of Magic at no short danger to those involved in retreating it. As you know vampires are not as old here as they are in the Eastern European area."
"Of course, so what are we to do with it? Try some resurrection spell and have him do the bloody job." Narcissa asked with growing hope.
"Interesting choice of words, but an impossible attemptà.He was shot in the head with a silver bullet, a rather primitive muggle weapon but in this case more effective than any spell in our possession." Snape said taking his glass from Wormtail and sipping it gently. "The other should be self explanatory to anyone who reads it."
"This was what you were talking to Wormtail about?" Bellatrix asked seeing the gruesome carnage of the Death Eater's mangled corpse.
"Something or someone took out the most powerful vampire in England since Count Dracula himself visited our land in one simple pull of a trigger and did the same with a Death Eater skilled in the killing curse." Snape recoiled remembering things that he was better off not remembering. The "red mark" was beginning to be spoken amongst the older members of their forces and this particular bold and decisive maneuver had dealt a direct blow to the very heart of the Death Eaters strength: their fear of only Voldemort's wrath. Now there was a new player in town, and from all evidence he wasn't going to be easy to deal with.
"Is there any idea as to whom or what did this? Muggels certainly couldn't have done something like this."
"They didn't, even if the weapon was a muggle weapon none of them would have any idea what was going on and they wouldn't think to carry silver weapons on them." Snape said. "But as to why your son's mission is irrelevant this should be enough for the both of you to figure it out."
"You mean that Draco won't..." Narcissa asked nearly begging to whatever force of luck had guided her to let this one wish come true. But light of any sort is never part of the deal when you are a Death Eater, much less the wife and the mother of one as well. In the world of the servants of Voldemort you do not have the ability to hope for yourself or those that you love. The promise of power over man through fear, intimidation, and the privileges that come from this have a heavy price: complete and total obedience to your dark master regardless of the price that you must pay.
"No, he is still to do his job, but you should be more concerned with your own mission." Snape said finishing his wine. "I know what you ask of me, and I have considered it in depth."
"You have?"
"Yes my dear Narcissa I have, and I have decided to agree with you on this matter. Draco has the potential to be a masterful Death Eater, if given the chance to prove himself. I will insure that his mission is a success."
"You can't be serious Narcissa...We don't even know if he is still loyal or not."
"And who are you to cast doubt on my loyalties? Who are you to say who the Master sees as worthy of his council, who he believes in."
"I spend all those years is Azkaban prison for my loyalty Snape. You got to spend your time sleeping in a nice bed and the freedom to do as you wish under Dumbledore."
"I was not free Bellatrix, I had to watch my every move and wait until I was called again to serve. Do you not think that I have not satisfied every question of my loyalties to the Dark Lord. If I have not then I would not be alive today."
"Enough the both of you...Snape I need you to take an oath to aid my son in his mission."
"Dear woman you don't think that such would help either of us when the time comes."
"There you have it a traitor to the core." Bellatrix smirked at SnapeÆs predicament. If he did not swear to the oath then Snape's loyalty would again be questioned since if he was going to help Draco anyway then why not swear to it.
"Snape please...If my son dies then my heart will be so broken that I could never help our master again." Narcissa pleaded thinking of all the things that her Sliverin background could give her to scheme her way into this.
"Very well. It will be done." Snape finally relented and the screen goes black.
The image of the reader comes into focus as a little girl slowly opens her eyes and yawns as if she has just taken a long nap. She was almost otherworldly cute with blond spotted hair and reflective green eyes. Her pointed ears and petite figure gave her an elfish look to her, or at least those who read J.R.R. TolkienÆs work would think of her as elfish at first as she looked nothing like a house elf. She did, however, look like she hadn't been in the sun for a while as her skin looked a little on the pail side of things. This wouldn't really be noticed now that she was in England though as most people didn't really have tans this far north. This was Brenda Maximov and she was sitting in the passengerÆs seat of her father's brand new Dodge Challenger R/T with her new "mother" driving through the streets of London.
It was odd in Brenda's ten year old mind to think of Brianna as her "mom" now, not that she didn't like Brianna or her company. It was just that Brenda never had a mom in her life and she never even got to see her birth mother. The longest time it had only been her and her daddy, and now someone she thought of as a friend was supposed to be her mother. It's kind of hard to change from a friendly sort of big sister relationship to that of a mother/daughter one.
Brianna Maximov, formally Brianna Diggers, was the single most nymphatic, gun-happy, drop-dead gorgeous cat woman on the face of the earth, and she had the credentials to prove it. Seriously here with her eight hour work outs and being the only person to be kicked out of the NRA for excessive use of a firearm she blew any and all competition away in the first two categories and anyone who took a look at her could tell that she was hotter than molten lava. She could easily be mistaken for the mother of the little girl sitting next to her with her own head of blond spotted hair going down to her midback and a set of cat-like ears. And now she was trying to navigate the busy London streets constantly reminding herself that the English drive on the other side of the road and about a half dozen other differences in the laws while trying to keep her sex-drive in control along with her lust to make things go boom and drive really fast.
"Uh mommy Bri are you okay?" Brenda asked seeing Brianna's fangs and clenched teeth, which disappeared in an instant when she heard the little girl's voice.
"Sure I am Brenda, I'm just trying to find this æLeaky CaldronÆ place and the directions are a little hard to follow." Brianna smiled and patted Brenda on the head at the red light before she shifted back into gear and drove off as the light changed.
ôWhy donÆt you just let me call ahead and he tell us how to find it?ö Brenda asked grabbing for the cell phone in the armrest. ôDaddy says that he always has it on in case of emergencies.ö
ôTwo problems with that sweety; for starters our cell phones donÆt work over here and secondly your grandpa Theo said something about wand magic messing up scientific equipmentàö
ôIs that why you left Pee-Bri, Pee-Gina, and Pee-Brittany back in Atlanta?ö Brenda asked selecting the game menu on the cell.
ôThem, my other Peebos, a few tons of weapons ordinance, and my electronic defense systems...ö Brianna nearly groaned while she continued to list all the things that she left behind stateside. Well at least she got a few standard rifles, pistols, shotguns, and two EMP guarded plasma rifles to be shipped to this Hogwarts place along with her cloths, furniture, and certain "toys".
"Well at least this place has a lot of places to run around and play." Brenda smiled while she tried to beat her best score in Tetris while Brianna was finding her way past busy streets and train tracks while wanting all the time just to open this monster engine up and fly past the old brick buildings. But she would have to wait as she knew that this wasn't the autobahn and her mother would never let it down that one of her daughters got a ticket in a foreign country for speeding.
"You sure that you know where you are going?" Brenda asked looking up for a moment as the next level loaded to see that they seemed to have passed the same building three different time, or maybe it was just that everything looked like it was the same around here with the buildings all pressed together.
"Don't you worry your head kido, your mommy Brianna knows exactly were we are going." the Lycanthropoid said as she, in fact, pass by the same building another time.
"Then why did you pass this building yet again?" Brenda asked having complete the game, yet again, in record time do to her super speed being too much for the computer to handle inside the phone.
"Take a look over to the left and you'll see that their is something odd about that little building."
"Uh mommy Brianna I can't see past you." Brenda said as she clicked the phone shut. Brianna blinked several times until she looked at the angle of her daughter's eyes had to be in order to see past the driver's door and then to see what Brianna was talking about. Doing the calculations instantly in her head, she is a super genius after all, she did indeed find that there was a "slight" interference to be able to see it....her boobs. Ironically she was just stacked enough that Brenda was unable to see the telltale sign of the Leaky Caldron. Brianna really wanted to laugh her ass off at the absurdity of the situation. You actually thought that anything sexual in nature would embarrass Brianna? Get real here people.
"You'll see in a moment Brenda." Brianna chuckled at herself.
"What's so funny? Tell me...*please*" Brenda had been spending way too much time with her Aunt Brittany and had got the signature "too cute to resist look" down to an art. Smart kid huh?
Brianna was almost tempted to tell her, but she knew that Vlad would want to know before Brenda learned about the more adult things in life.
"Not now, but maybe later. Right now were here." Brianna said pulling the car over and engaging the parking break. Reaching for the glove box Brianna pulled out a pair of sunglasses and fingered them for a moment before placing them on. Adjusting the rearview mirror Brianna marveled at herself. "Perfect." After all one couldn't be too hot for her husband, nope can't be done...especially when you are a Digger's woman.
"Ready?"
"I've been ready. It's you with your face in the mirror for the past few minutes." Brenda smiled placing the cell phone in her pocket remembering how her father teased Brianna whenever he was going out on a date with her that evening.
"You've been listening to your father too much." Brianna smiled, knowing full well that Brenda was just being a kid, and couldn't say the rest of Vlad's line was.
The short walk to the front of the old building gained the lycanthropoid a lot of attention. A predatory smile now graced Brianna's lips. Oh yea she still had it, and this opinion of herself was only heightened by one of the people on the street whistling "American woman" to her footfalls, along with other things that seemed to bounce about her. Brenda just held Brianna's hand and finally noticed what Brianna was talking about.
It was like something that should be there wasn't really there, not to mention it seemed to want to pull her vision away from it like what happens when she puts two magnets together at the same charged pole. Simple enough to fix as she focused her eyes to the infrared spectrum (all werecheetahs can actually see in this spectrum of light) and low and behold there was the Leaky Caldron.
"See I told you I knew where we I was going." Brianna smiled while tussling Brenda's hair.
"And I know that you wouldn't be able to see where we are going if it weren't for those glasses grandpa Theo gave you." Brenda replied quietly enough that only Brianna with her cat-like ears heard her while they opened the door to the tavern.
And what of the muggles outside seeing the two disappear to where something wasn't? The men weren't exactly looking to where Brianna was going as much as they were looking at how well she looked in those tight blue jeans, and the women all just turned their heads to avoid looking at her. Its true what Hagrid said about none-magic people not seeing anything.
Tom was used to seeing people come and go in his tavern all the time, after all that is how he made his business. And it was not odd for the old man to see a parent, or parents, from time to time come through his shop with a young child looking upon a new and unfamiliar world. What was different was the overall look and appearance of the two as they walked past the door way. No black robes, pointed hats, and that was just the cloths. The whole manner of these two did not fit with Tom's experience with muggles. Well if they weren't from around here it wouldn't do for him to think that English wizards were poor mannered gits.
"Well good day to you, and how may I help you two?" Tom smiled, revealing that he didn't have a tooth to his name. "The name's Tom by the way."
"Well thank you very much. I am Brianna Diggers Maximov and this is my daughter Brenda, and you can help us with finding Diagon Alley." Brianna smiled as she unconsciously placed her shades in her shirt at the neck line, and instantly drawing every man in the room's attention to the now bulging words on her T-shirt reading "Yes they are real" which just happened to be exposed by her open jacket. And her arms just had to be at her back giving an unfettered view to them.
"That's right boys just get a load of what my husband comes home to every night, and you won't be getting anywhere near." Brianna thought as she could feel the men stare at here. Brenda just smiled and kept her sight on gentleman walking out from behind the bar leading the way to the back.
"Pardon me but you said your name was Diggers right?" Tom asked rubbing his chin as he pulled his want out to tap the right bricks."
"It's Maximov now, recently married." Brianna smiled fingering her ring...a silverish looking ring rather than the more common yellow of gold. Boy was that a shock to her family when they got an up-close look at it.
(Flashback)
"Come on Brianna let me see it." Brittany urged her sister wanting to see the band that Vlad had given her. Its a woman thing I don't get either.
"Um I'm not sure that's a good idea Brit." Brianna smiled cruelly, really bugging her sister.
"Come on...*please* let me see it." Brittany pleaded.
"Oh you really want to see it?" Brianna was really getting to like this.
"Yes come on Bri stop fooling around here." Brittany said getting annoyed at this game.
"Oh okay...pushy." Brianna said showing her left hand.
Instantly her sister leapt a good ten feet in the air, her hair looking like she stuck her finger in a light socket and her eyes bulging out of her head.
"SILVER!!!" Brittany cried as she tumbled over the back of her chair and fell flat on her back and passing out from shock.
"What's going on in here?" Gina asked perplexed as Brittany was lying on the floor unconscious and the chair she was in knocked over.
"Nothing Gina don't worry about it. I just showed Brittany my wedding band." Brianna said holding up her left hand so Gina could see.
"And why is she on the floor from that?" Gina asked not liking the fact that she didn't know what was going on. Walking up she took one look and..."The cheap bastard got you a silver ring? Of all the..."
"Actually Gina..." Brianna tried to interrupt her sister's tirade, but to no avail.
"That jerk is really going to pay for this one. I don't care if he does turn into a swarm of bats I am going to blast his sorry butt into..."
"Gina what seems to be the problem?" Theo asked with pipe in hand as he and Julia walked into the kitchen after some mid-day fun, at least for Julia it was getting to be murder for the ageing auramage.
"That jackass brother in-law of mine got Brianna a silver ring of all the..." Gina nearly yelled at a perplexed Julia and Theo. They knew Stype wasn't anything like a jackass and Gina didn't spend a lot of time around Vlad with her overwhelming fear of bats and him...well we'll just say they didn't have much in common.
"IT"S NOT SILVER DAMNIT!!" Brianna yelled, not even caring at this point if her mother heard her cuss or not. There is only so much bad mouthing she could take, especially when it was about her husband.
"Brianna language please." Julia reprimanded. After all it was not polite and it wasn't language that needed to be in a house with an impressionable child in it, especially a new werecheetah which now happened to be Julia's granddaughter. "Now what is it then." Julia said keeping a level head, and wanting to see as well. Again a woman thing we guys just don't get.
"It's solid platinum thank you very much." Brianna nearly growled at Gina. The joke may had been fun on Brittany but it had really gotten out of hand.
"Wow...that must have set him back a lot."
"Actually he had it made from a ring he said a young girl he saved gave him. It was like her sister who became a vampire and he got it as a token of gratitude for releasing her soul. But all the work that had to be done and the diamond and all did cost a pretty penny, but he said I was worth every one." Brianna smiled both at how her husband loved her, and how Gina was now eating crow, or was that Brittany's snack she caught in the yard? It was hard to tell.
(End Flashback)
"Ah well that's great news me dear. I just wanted to know if you have any relationship to a certain Dr. Theodore Diggers." Tom asked hitting the specific series of points on the wall.
"He's my father."
"Really...I remember him and his wife, your mother, when he visited old Hogwarts as a guest lecturer. I'll tell you that your mother was really somethin' else back then. Caused a big to do up there the week she visited. Of course back then she and your father couldn't get away from each other for long. Probably the same way with you and your husband."
"Don't get me started sir." Brenda smirked remembering all the times that her father had to excuse himself when Brianna hung herself on him. At this rate she was going to have a little brother or sister sometime soon. She may not know the precise mechanics, but she figured out the basic idea when her Aunt Brittany mentioned making Brenda a little playmate a few times and excused themselves like her father and Brianna did. The next time that she saw either her father or Uncle Strype they usually seemed out of it and were hungry as rabid wolves. Or at least those Brenda saw on the nature shows.
"Well I'll let you two be then. Have a good time in Hogwarts now Brenda, and don't let your mother or father hear anything bad back from your teachers now."
ôI wonÆt.ö Brenda said, really not having the time to tell the man everything about her situation.
ôThankÆs Tom.ö Brianna said wondering just how much of a fuss her mom and dad made in just one week versus she and Vlad for the entire year...boy would that make great material to embarrass her parents with. Smiling she and Brenda walked out into Diagon Alley.
To a humans relatively weak senses this place was shocking enough with its sights, smells, and traffic moving about on foot as if it was some medieval festival, but to the inhuman organs of the two Maximovs walking the streets...I was almost an emphatic high, or at least it was until they passed the local pharmacy and got a wisp of the noxious vapors pouring from the cracks in the door jam.
"Did daddy say where this ice cream shop was supposed to be?" Brenda asked licking her lips and sniffing up a storm. Yum ice cream.
"Nope, to be honest he didn't even know. But he said that it was supposed to be easy to find." Brianna said imagining Vlad, her, and a carton of ice-cream....only to remember at the worst time that Hogwarts didn't have electricity and that meant no fridge, which then meant no lathering her stomach and chest in chocolate fudge ripple and tuna and have Vlad....well I'll let you put the rest together.
"Is this a time to ask for directions?" Brenda asked passing the petstore and pausing slightly to look at the assortment of rats for sale. A little bit of drool was showing itself at the edge of her lips.
"Yea but who to ask....Hey those two look like they know there way around here." Brianna pointed to a pair of red heads joking it up at the doorway of a local business that didn't seem to actually doing much business.
Fred and George where having a grand time toasting their most recent victory in the art of trouble making. Even with their wide repartee of gag products and practical magical defensive measures that they had personally invented they always congratulated each other when they develop a new and wondrous method by which they could spread comedic chaos for their own personal amusement. Today they had just perfected a pair of "rose-colored" glasses that looked almost exactly like medical lenses, but the wearer would see a tailor-made version of reality that could be used as a personal vacation time.
They never said that all their ideas were original, just most. And when an idea this good, even if cletha, could work and no one was ever able to do it, all the greater the drive in the twins to succeed.
"An excellent job Fred..."
"Indeed George, and at no better a time to test it..."
"With all the new students trying to cling on to the last vestiges of summer..."
"We'll sell a million of them!" They said simultaneously.
Now Brianna was worried that these two were a magical version of Tomax and Xamot, but put the thought away as she smiled and bent forward slightly to look them in the eyes.
"Um high, I'm Brianna Maximov and this is Brenda my daughter...we're kind of new here and were wondering if you could give us directions." Brianna smiled as the two young men's faces went as red as their hair. She could almost feel them getting flustered right before her, and she could definitely smell it.
"Why certainly."
"Anything to help a hopeful costumer."
"Especially an attractive woman in a new land just trying to find her way."
"At the mercy of strangers with her daughter in tow."
"Of course we would be honored to help you." The two entrepreneurs said, still quite red in the face and feeling themselves rise to the occasion in a few, more embarrassing ways. Boy were they glad that they were wearing robes and not the tight jeans and jacket that fit her like a second skin. Why couldn't the girls at Hogwarts dress like this? That would have at least given the twins a reason to stay.
"And may we ask to where the lady needs directions too?" Fred and George bowed smiling in absurdity.
The sheer comedy of the situation made Brianna laugh and Brenda giggle slightly. They liked these two, and would likely convince Vlad to take them to this store on occasion, if for no other reason than their customer service was excellent.
"A local ice cream store where my husband said he would meet us. You two wouldn't happen to know where that may be would you?"
"Of course." Fred smiled.
"And it would be our pleasure to personally take you there."
"After all we like to get to know our cliental."
"Starting with where you got that wonderful accent..."
"And if you have any sisters?"
Brianna just smiled at the two boy's antics. Yep they were still kids at heart and maybe that was why she liked these two so much. They reminded her of her, and they were very nice, and funny, and from the look of their shop's sign they were engineers just like her. Maybe they would know a way of integrating magic with her Peebos? Well that was a thought for another time.
"Well lets see I have two sisters, and they...."
Across the sea a werecheetah, a more than just slightly pregnant werecheetah mind you, was lying by the pool in a bikini soaking up the sun and occasionally feeling her daughter kicking insider her. Lucky for her compared to other Brittanys her, at the time future, brother in law knew a little bit of lycan reproduction.
(Flashback)
"Uh Dr. Diggers I know it's none of my business, but why is Brittany's lycanthropy locked?" Vlad asked sitting at a table with a wine goblet in front of him apparently at some sort of party.
"Well Vlad, I did it so that she didn't accidentally bite anyone, and you probably know what happens then..."
"I get called to blow someone's head off with a silver bullet when the thrall gets out of hand. Yea I know." Vlad threw back this drink and whipped his mouth with the back of his hand while turning his head to see Brianna and Brit doing karaoke on stage. Apparently singing was not something that his new love interest was capable of. "But since she's trying to start a family with Strype, shouldn't you remove that block from her?"
"I don't see why that has anything to do with having children." Theo said lighting his pipe while Juila sat down with her own brew.
"You didn't know lycans have painless childbirth?" Vlad asked as he filled his glass again.
"Uh what now?" Julia asked as she landed herself in her husband's lap.
"Yea one of the benefits of lycanthropy is that the females don't feel pain during labor." Vlad said downing half the contents of his drink then and there. "Unless someone seals it of course."
"And you know this how?" Julia asked wondering if their was some dark past in this potential son in law. Such things had to be know before hand.
"Remind me again who is getting to stay up late back at your home?"
"Oh right sorry." Julia groaned.
"Right. Anyway I just thought you should know before hand."
"Just wondering but what would happen if she had a kid without the painless birth ability?" Theo asked, curious to the true extent of Vlad's knowledge of the inner workings of supernatural creatures. Julia wasn't so amused.
"Theodore..." threatening to break one's husband's wrist without anyone being able to see it really did make things awkward for the auramage right now.
"Uh just curious dear wasn't planning on seeing what happens with Brittany...so don't worry about it." Theo chuckled nervously. Just because he could put himself together didn't mean that he wanted to feel his wrist snap like a twig.
"That's what I thought." Julia smiled releasing the pressure she was applying to Theo's wrist.
(End Flashback)
Suddenly Brittany sneazed and knocked her shades ajar.
"I wonder who's talking about me? Oh well now that I'm up might as well get some tuna. Afterall you're a growing girl there Tiffany." Brit smiled while waddling to the kitchen. She was really glad that she only had to put up with this for seven months. "I can't see how normal women go through this." the werecheetah contemplated as she opened the can of fish meat...she would buy stock, but she had no money left from all her credit cards.
"Hey Gina where'd you leave the bread around here?" Brittany yelled over her shoulder.
"It should be in the breadbox where it always is. And don't just have tuna this time you need a balanced diet you know." Gina chided her younger sister from the other room while she was surrounded by several piles of books and scrolls about this "Hogwarts" place from her father's library and the library in Shangri-La.
"Yea yea, I know Gina give me a break." Brit groaned. Older sisters could be such a pain in the ass some times. "And give it a rest already on that studying. You nearly worked through breakfast and did miss lunch." Brittany said making her sandwich, and hating the fact she was doing it so slowly.
"I'm not going to let Brianna be caught off guard Brit. She's in a foreign land, in a magical school where she knows almost no one and we barely know anything about, and apparently electronics don't work there."
"Okay; 1: her husband is a professional monster hunter capable of handling most situations that may arise, 2: she's able to adapt just as well as we would be able to, and 3: they're kids okay. It's a freaking school run by a guy who's as powerful as dad in the mystic arts. If anything goes wrong she's in good hands." Brittany said tearing into the largest tuna sub most people have seen, or at least those not from Atlanta.
The odd snapping sound caught Gina's attention as tuna subs, even with lettuce, rarely make a snapping sound.
"What?" Brit asked holding half of a baby carrot in her fingers.
"Brittany, since when do you eat those things?"
"Since about two months, probably nothing more than a pregnancy craving thing." Brittany answered popping the rest of the carrot in her mouth while Gina just groaned with her head in her hands. Her credit cards were going to be murder next month.
Back in England, Brianna and Brenda where finishing their tale of the events common in Atlanta, while Fred and George hung on every word. Aura mages, half giantesses, the actual existance of the mythical relm of Jade? A whole new market that Wanko products didn't have a hold on? Just right for them to offer their unique and one-of-a-kind inventions at low cost and the patronage of a intelligent, beautiful, slightly flirtacous vixen who at didn't mind being eye candy, if her attire was any indication at least. It was hard to say but right now the two almost wished they were back at Hogwarts just so they got to look at that Southern Bell everyday.
Or that had been the thought, until they personally greeted her husband.
"Vlad! Over here muffin." Brianna smiled waving to her love who had taken the time to find a chair and read waiting for the two most important people in his life to show up.
"Brianna..." boy did she move fast. Before the twins could blink the woman was in the man's arms and was briefly lifted over his head before set down in his arms. "Sorry I couldn't contact you. I hope that your trip was alright."
"It was fine, just missed my favorite monster-fighting bed warmer." Brianna said sneaking her hands inside Vlad's jacket and getting a feel for his butt under the coat.
"Hey don't I get a hug?" Brenda pouted tapping her father in the leg. Boy do kids have a lousy sense of timing.
"Alright my little girl. Up you go." Vlad said lifting Brenda and letting her squeeze his neck slightly. "Better?" The girl enthusiastically nodded her head before her feet hit the ground.
"Well that had to be.."
"The single most affected thing ever to..."
"Be shown in Diagon Alley."
"Why the idea of a woman...."
"Being so informal and physical when greeting a man? It's..
"Dirty..."
"Naughty..."
"Completely undignified..."
"Why can't we meet women like that?" Fred and George cried while shacking their heads in the direction of the ground.
"Uh dear?" Vlad asked while Brianna was again feeling up his butt under his coat.
"Oh muffin. These are Fred and George Weasily. They helped us find you here." Brianna said letting her free arm point in their direction.
"Well I guess that means I owe you two gentlemen thanks." Vlad smiled tipping his hat and offering his arm out to them, once Brianna had removed her hand from his backside of course.
"A pleasure..."
"A treat."
"No trouble at all good sir." the two smiled nervously at first. No telling what this man would do for starring at his wife.
"I'm glad to hear. Look how about I pay for lunch for us since you were nice enough to go out of your way to help my wife and daughter."
"Thank you..."
"A most generous offer..."
"How can we refuse." All the time the two twins were taking mental notes
Note:
If you what a blond, long legged, tight stomached, stacked wife who is nymphatic, flirtatious, overly publicly affectionate then you must met certain criteria.
1: Work out as often as possible, and be polite.
2: Being a tough man does not mean being a jerk. Chivalry does work and men follow it. Try to see if knights get as much action now days as cowboys.
3: If previous type of woman interests you, try to visit America during vacation and look up Atlanta Georgia on a map. If that does not work try to find portal to Jade. Remember muggle women can be just as hot, if not hotter, than some witches.
4: Do not be afraid to show her affection in public, as such will be your reward.
and finally
5. Black wizards robes are perfect for hidding your reaction to stimuli of woman you are trying to impress. And if this Brianna woman was any indication as to the type of women they would run into they would be needing those robes.
As the moon graced the horizon, Vlad and Brianna where not the only ones heating up the sheets. However, with Harry it was a far less pleasurable experience.
Tossing and turning violently, Harry Potter's mind was a ravid nightmare as he once again had a vision from his link with Voldemort.
"Wormtail you sniviling coward" Voldemort hissed at his rat-like servent. "You have heard of the rumors of the red mark appearing have you not?"
"Yes my lord, but they are nothing but idle remarks about what happened a few night ago...please do not bother yourself with such things."
"Wormtail none of the witches or wizards that fool Dumbledore surrounds himself with are able to do anything that professional in nature. It means that someone else has arrived and has shown to be a decisive enemy of us all." Voldemort smiled crewly.
"Tell me, do you remember that rat-like woman you met some time ago...Ms. Rich I believe her name was?"
"Oh yes sir I do remember her." Wormtail smiled remembering the ditzy woman's bouncing chest and aparent interest in him...of course just about any guy holds onto her interest from time to time so that's not saying much.
"Good, you will get the chance to see her again soon. Contact my connections with Lord Gotherwaine immediatly. I wonder how this new advecary handles the elite of the wererat clan assassins." Voldemort smirked while running his hand down Nagini's backside.
Harry woke screaming and clutching his chest
Screen fades to black, and reappears in a bedroom with Patty smiling propped up reading a book.
"Well I hope that you like this chapter. Sorry but Rep's sort of indisposed at the moment..." snorring is heard over to her side. "And so I'll just tell you thank you for reading and hope that you will please review. Oh before I forget look forward to an update of my husband's other story some time soon. Bye." Patty waved off as she flicks the light switch off.
Disclaimer: not to seem lazy but for the purposes of secrecy I will only say that those who own some of the stuff in this fic have the rights to them and the stuff that they don't own is mine. Please pardon any gramatical errors I do not have a pre-reader but I am looking for one. If any one interested please e-mail me.
The chapter begins with vials of unknown chemicals bubble and flow from one container to another via pipettes. We follow one particular pathway of a bluish liquid as it slowly rises in a small test-tube shaped container till it flows into the pipettes on the sides. it moves along slowly to a larger collection vial where it mixes with a green fluid and gives off a gas which rises to the top where a series of air-tight glass pipes lead it to a condensing chamber. Here it collects, along with other fluids, in a beaker filled with a now red mixture. A hand turns the stoppers, preventing any more of the liquids from being collected.
"Hello again, incase you haven't guessed this is Agent Reptile again welcoming you to the next chapter of Harry Potter and the Half Bloods." The only difference seen in the ninja's attire was a lab coat over his ninja garbs and a pair of safety goggles over his mask. Kind of stupid looking but no one really bothers to tell him. "Sorry if I am a little pre-occupied but I am in the middle of an important experiment."
Placing the red fluid filled beaker on another table he sat down and used an eyedropper to add a few drops of a glowing compound to the beaker changing it's color into a pale yellow material.
"You may remember that I told you how I discovered Eluza's casket in space only to find that she was not actually dead and how it lead to the Gall Force being lycanthropes now? Well part of my wedding vows was that I would help them find others of their race and let them live their own lives on Earth. Before you ask no I am not adding to some sort of massive harem; any new Solenoids to Earth have to find their own husbands if they want. Back on topic, however, whenever we were able to find more Solenoid refugees they all faced the same problem of extensive damage to both their organ systems and their very DNA so none have been able to come out of the than as anything by lycans."
Opening a small plastic bag of animal hair he takes a pair of tweezers and adds some of the strands to the beaker. A small poof of smoke is followed by the fluid settling as it becomes a silvery reflective color. Agent Reptile takes a rubber stopper and seals the beaker before he places a piece of adhesive tape with the word "Lupos" on the side of the vial. The beaker is then placed inside a refrigerator next to a series of other similarly colored beakers with many different words written on tape. Shutting the refrigerator's door the ninja turns back to the camera.
"Unfortunately I have never been able to copy the extensive regenerative abilities of lycanthropy without having the animal nature added to it."
"And why would you want to? I thought that you loved my coat." A smiling werepantheres with blue hair asks walking into the room.
"Well...um yea I love it Patty it's just um....it's only that....uh...." Agent Reptile stutters as Patty just smiles at him letting him get more and more out of control of the situation.
"Oh you are just so fun to tease; my silly male." Patty just kisses the male on the cheek. "Since we're going to be busy for a while why don't you enjoy this next chapter of Harry Potter and the Half Bloods."
"Yea, do that..." Agent Reptile says coming out of his shocked state.
"Come on you, I need this." Patty says nearly pulling Agent Reptile's arm out as the head to a bedroom.
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The ancient and historic house of Malfoy was now more empty than it had been in a while, what with it's patriarch behind bars and all. Adding to its occupantsÆ sense of desolation and bleakness was the fact that one's of the House's children may be sacrificed to the Malfoy's crewel and terrible master.
Narcissa and Bellatrix had journeyed long and hard into the soupish fog and other accompanying bad weather to speak to one Serverus Snape, or at least one of them wanted to speak with him.
"Narcissa please you can't do this." Bellatrix pleaded with her friend to reconsider speaking with this "traitor" especially if they were to do so in this muggle dungheap.
"I can't just sit by and let my son...my only son...die Bellatrix. And don't you dare think that I won't do everything to insure his life." Narcissa Malfoy replied nearly banging the door down with her knocking.
"What are you thinking Narcissa? What do you think our master would do if he...."
"Narcissa...Bellatrix how...nice for you to come here." Snape interrupted as he opened the door.
"Snape we have business to discuss, very important business."
"Quite. Well come in won't you." Snape's words may have been welcoming, but his voice was as cold as ice and as hospitable as Siberia. This didn't stop the two witches from walking in and begin to badger the fellow follower of Voldemort from two very different fronts. One begging for help and the other accusing without mercy or civility.
"Wormtail since it is now obvious that this will take longer than expected get me and my guests drinks." Snape ordered pointing his wand towards the cowering minion of the Dark Lord.
"I am not your servant Snape and you know that. I was sent to assist you, not to take your bloody orders and be your cleaning maid." the rodent anamagus accused.
"I didn't know that you actually had a spine Wormtail. Perhaps you would like me to ask the Master to give you more dangerous assignments...perhaps even replace Mulciber's now vacant position?" Snape asked without feeling or emotion, just a cold and slimy sort of voice.
"I talk to the Dark Lord directly Snape and don't you forget it." the rat responded while he mimicked the action of washing his hands. "And I will ask him if I feel I can serve him better as one of his assassins."
"Till you have the spine to do so, I suggest that you go and get me and my guests drinks. Elf-made wine will do." Snape sent the man off not even looking at him as he sat in his chair.
"How is that you are still the Dark Lords servant Snape? Tell me why he hasn't punished you as we have been punished?" Bellitrix asked
"Not now Bellitrix. You can blame Snape for whatever you want after he and I have discussed the problem of my son."
"Yes that is the more pressing issue here isn't it. You know what the penalty would be if you revealed something the Dark Lord did not wish you to share Narcissa."
"I would be willing to risk anything and you know it Snape. I have already sacrificed my own husband to our master's cause...now my son...."
"I know all about your son's mission Narcissa. And it is irrelevant now."
"IRRELIVANT! How the bloody hell is it IRRELIVANT? My son has been chosen to..."
"Do not say it Narcissa, but granted I understand exactly what your son is supposed to do." Snape said handing the two of them a small urn and a copy of the Daily Prophet from a few days ago. "But this is why your son's mission is now irrelevant."
"So what? What does this bloody urn have to do with anything?" Bellatrix asked rather impatiently.
"That urn holds the dust and ash of a three hundred year old vampire, the strongest in all of England by the way, taken from the Ministry of Magic at no short danger to those involved in retreating it. As you know vampires are not as old here as they are in the Eastern European area."
"Of course, so what are we to do with it? Try some resurrection spell and have him do the bloody job." Narcissa asked with growing hope.
"Interesting choice of words, but an impossible attemptà.He was shot in the head with a silver bullet, a rather primitive muggle weapon but in this case more effective than any spell in our possession." Snape said taking his glass from Wormtail and sipping it gently. "The other should be self explanatory to anyone who reads it."
"This was what you were talking to Wormtail about?" Bellatrix asked seeing the gruesome carnage of the Death Eater's mangled corpse.
"Something or someone took out the most powerful vampire in England since Count Dracula himself visited our land in one simple pull of a trigger and did the same with a Death Eater skilled in the killing curse." Snape recoiled remembering things that he was better off not remembering. The "red mark" was beginning to be spoken amongst the older members of their forces and this particular bold and decisive maneuver had dealt a direct blow to the very heart of the Death Eaters strength: their fear of only Voldemort's wrath. Now there was a new player in town, and from all evidence he wasn't going to be easy to deal with.
"Is there any idea as to whom or what did this? Muggels certainly couldn't have done something like this."
"They didn't, even if the weapon was a muggle weapon none of them would have any idea what was going on and they wouldn't think to carry silver weapons on them." Snape said. "But as to why your son's mission is irrelevant this should be enough for the both of you to figure it out."
"You mean that Draco won't..." Narcissa asked nearly begging to whatever force of luck had guided her to let this one wish come true. But light of any sort is never part of the deal when you are a Death Eater, much less the wife and the mother of one as well. In the world of the servants of Voldemort you do not have the ability to hope for yourself or those that you love. The promise of power over man through fear, intimidation, and the privileges that come from this have a heavy price: complete and total obedience to your dark master regardless of the price that you must pay.
"No, he is still to do his job, but you should be more concerned with your own mission." Snape said finishing his wine. "I know what you ask of me, and I have considered it in depth."
"You have?"
"Yes my dear Narcissa I have, and I have decided to agree with you on this matter. Draco has the potential to be a masterful Death Eater, if given the chance to prove himself. I will insure that his mission is a success."
"You can't be serious Narcissa...We don't even know if he is still loyal or not."
"And who are you to cast doubt on my loyalties? Who are you to say who the Master sees as worthy of his council, who he believes in."
"I spend all those years is Azkaban prison for my loyalty Snape. You got to spend your time sleeping in a nice bed and the freedom to do as you wish under Dumbledore."
"I was not free Bellatrix, I had to watch my every move and wait until I was called again to serve. Do you not think that I have not satisfied every question of my loyalties to the Dark Lord. If I have not then I would not be alive today."
"Enough the both of you...Snape I need you to take an oath to aid my son in his mission."
"Dear woman you don't think that such would help either of us when the time comes."
"There you have it a traitor to the core." Bellatrix smirked at SnapeÆs predicament. If he did not swear to the oath then Snape's loyalty would again be questioned since if he was going to help Draco anyway then why not swear to it.
"Snape please...If my son dies then my heart will be so broken that I could never help our master again." Narcissa pleaded thinking of all the things that her Sliverin background could give her to scheme her way into this.
"Very well. It will be done." Snape finally relented and the screen goes black.
The image of the reader comes into focus as a little girl slowly opens her eyes and yawns as if she has just taken a long nap. She was almost otherworldly cute with blond spotted hair and reflective green eyes. Her pointed ears and petite figure gave her an elfish look to her, or at least those who read J.R.R. TolkienÆs work would think of her as elfish at first as she looked nothing like a house elf. She did, however, look like she hadn't been in the sun for a while as her skin looked a little on the pail side of things. This wouldn't really be noticed now that she was in England though as most people didn't really have tans this far north. This was Brenda Maximov and she was sitting in the passengerÆs seat of her father's brand new Dodge Challenger R/T with her new "mother" driving through the streets of London.
It was odd in Brenda's ten year old mind to think of Brianna as her "mom" now, not that she didn't like Brianna or her company. It was just that Brenda never had a mom in her life and she never even got to see her birth mother. The longest time it had only been her and her daddy, and now someone she thought of as a friend was supposed to be her mother. It's kind of hard to change from a friendly sort of big sister relationship to that of a mother/daughter one.
Brianna Maximov, formally Brianna Diggers, was the single most nymphatic, gun-happy, drop-dead gorgeous cat woman on the face of the earth, and she had the credentials to prove it. Seriously here with her eight hour work outs and being the only person to be kicked out of the NRA for excessive use of a firearm she blew any and all competition away in the first two categories and anyone who took a look at her could tell that she was hotter than molten lava. She could easily be mistaken for the mother of the little girl sitting next to her with her own head of blond spotted hair going down to her midback and a set of cat-like ears. And now she was trying to navigate the busy London streets constantly reminding herself that the English drive on the other side of the road and about a half dozen other differences in the laws while trying to keep her sex-drive in control along with her lust to make things go boom and drive really fast.
"Uh mommy Bri are you okay?" Brenda asked seeing Brianna's fangs and clenched teeth, which disappeared in an instant when she heard the little girl's voice.
"Sure I am Brenda, I'm just trying to find this æLeaky CaldronÆ place and the directions are a little hard to follow." Brianna smiled and patted Brenda on the head at the red light before she shifted back into gear and drove off as the light changed.
ôWhy donÆt you just let me call ahead and he tell us how to find it?ö Brenda asked grabbing for the cell phone in the armrest. ôDaddy says that he always has it on in case of emergencies.ö
ôTwo problems with that sweety; for starters our cell phones donÆt work over here and secondly your grandpa Theo said something about wand magic messing up scientific equipmentàö
ôIs that why you left Pee-Bri, Pee-Gina, and Pee-Brittany back in Atlanta?ö Brenda asked selecting the game menu on the cell.
ôThem, my other Peebos, a few tons of weapons ordinance, and my electronic defense systems...ö Brianna nearly groaned while she continued to list all the things that she left behind stateside. Well at least she got a few standard rifles, pistols, shotguns, and two EMP guarded plasma rifles to be shipped to this Hogwarts place along with her cloths, furniture, and certain "toys".
"Well at least this place has a lot of places to run around and play." Brenda smiled while she tried to beat her best score in Tetris while Brianna was finding her way past busy streets and train tracks while wanting all the time just to open this monster engine up and fly past the old brick buildings. But she would have to wait as she knew that this wasn't the autobahn and her mother would never let it down that one of her daughters got a ticket in a foreign country for speeding.
"You sure that you know where you are going?" Brenda asked looking up for a moment as the next level loaded to see that they seemed to have passed the same building three different time, or maybe it was just that everything looked like it was the same around here with the buildings all pressed together.
"Don't you worry your head kido, your mommy Brianna knows exactly were we are going." the Lycanthropoid said as she, in fact, pass by the same building another time.
"Then why did you pass this building yet again?" Brenda asked having complete the game, yet again, in record time do to her super speed being too much for the computer to handle inside the phone.
"Take a look over to the left and you'll see that their is something odd about that little building."
"Uh mommy Brianna I can't see past you." Brenda said as she clicked the phone shut. Brianna blinked several times until she looked at the angle of her daughter's eyes had to be in order to see past the driver's door and then to see what Brianna was talking about. Doing the calculations instantly in her head, she is a super genius after all, she did indeed find that there was a "slight" interference to be able to see it....her boobs. Ironically she was just stacked enough that Brenda was unable to see the telltale sign of the Leaky Caldron. Brianna really wanted to laugh her ass off at the absurdity of the situation. You actually thought that anything sexual in nature would embarrass Brianna? Get real here people.
"You'll see in a moment Brenda." Brianna chuckled at herself.
"What's so funny? Tell me...*please*" Brenda had been spending way too much time with her Aunt Brittany and had got the signature "too cute to resist look" down to an art. Smart kid huh?
Brianna was almost tempted to tell her, but she knew that Vlad would want to know before Brenda learned about the more adult things in life.
"Not now, but maybe later. Right now were here." Brianna said pulling the car over and engaging the parking break. Reaching for the glove box Brianna pulled out a pair of sunglasses and fingered them for a moment before placing them on. Adjusting the rearview mirror Brianna marveled at herself. "Perfect." After all one couldn't be too hot for her husband, nope can't be done...especially when you are a Digger's woman.
"Ready?"
"I've been ready. It's you with your face in the mirror for the past few minutes." Brenda smiled placing the cell phone in her pocket remembering how her father teased Brianna whenever he was going out on a date with her that evening.
"You've been listening to your father too much." Brianna smiled, knowing full well that Brenda was just being a kid, and couldn't say the rest of Vlad's line was.
The short walk to the front of the old building gained the lycanthropoid a lot of attention. A predatory smile now graced Brianna's lips. Oh yea she still had it, and this opinion of herself was only heightened by one of the people on the street whistling "American woman" to her footfalls, along with other things that seemed to bounce about her. Brenda just held Brianna's hand and finally noticed what Brianna was talking about.
It was like something that should be there wasn't really there, not to mention it seemed to want to pull her vision away from it like what happens when she puts two magnets together at the same charged pole. Simple enough to fix as she focused her eyes to the infrared spectrum (all werecheetahs can actually see in this spectrum of light) and low and behold there was the Leaky Caldron.
"See I told you I knew where we I was going." Brianna smiled while tussling Brenda's hair.
"And I know that you wouldn't be able to see where we are going if it weren't for those glasses grandpa Theo gave you." Brenda replied quietly enough that only Brianna with her cat-like ears heard her while they opened the door to the tavern.
And what of the muggles outside seeing the two disappear to where something wasn't? The men weren't exactly looking to where Brianna was going as much as they were looking at how well she looked in those tight blue jeans, and the women all just turned their heads to avoid looking at her. Its true what Hagrid said about none-magic people not seeing anything.
Tom was used to seeing people come and go in his tavern all the time, after all that is how he made his business. And it was not odd for the old man to see a parent, or parents, from time to time come through his shop with a young child looking upon a new and unfamiliar world. What was different was the overall look and appearance of the two as they walked past the door way. No black robes, pointed hats, and that was just the cloths. The whole manner of these two did not fit with Tom's experience with muggles. Well if they weren't from around here it wouldn't do for him to think that English wizards were poor mannered gits.
"Well good day to you, and how may I help you two?" Tom smiled, revealing that he didn't have a tooth to his name. "The name's Tom by the way."
"Well thank you very much. I am Brianna Diggers Maximov and this is my daughter Brenda, and you can help us with finding Diagon Alley." Brianna smiled as she unconsciously placed her shades in her shirt at the neck line, and instantly drawing every man in the room's attention to the now bulging words on her T-shirt reading "Yes they are real" which just happened to be exposed by her open jacket. And her arms just had to be at her back giving an unfettered view to them.
"That's right boys just get a load of what my husband comes home to every night, and you won't be getting anywhere near." Brianna thought as she could feel the men stare at here. Brenda just smiled and kept her sight on gentleman walking out from behind the bar leading the way to the back.
"Pardon me but you said your name was Diggers right?" Tom asked rubbing his chin as he pulled his want out to tap the right bricks."
"It's Maximov now, recently married." Brianna smiled fingering her ring...a silverish looking ring rather than the more common yellow of gold. Boy was that a shock to her family when they got an up-close look at it.
(Flashback)
"Come on Brianna let me see it." Brittany urged her sister wanting to see the band that Vlad had given her. Its a woman thing I don't get either.
"Um I'm not sure that's a good idea Brit." Brianna smiled cruelly, really bugging her sister.
"Come on...*please* let me see it." Brittany pleaded.
"Oh you really want to see it?" Brianna was really getting to like this.
"Yes come on Bri stop fooling around here." Brittany said getting annoyed at this game.
"Oh okay...pushy." Brianna said showing her left hand.
Instantly her sister leapt a good ten feet in the air, her hair looking like she stuck her finger in a light socket and her eyes bulging out of her head.
"SILVER!!!" Brittany cried as she tumbled over the back of her chair and fell flat on her back and passing out from shock.
"What's going on in here?" Gina asked perplexed as Brittany was lying on the floor unconscious and the chair she was in knocked over.
"Nothing Gina don't worry about it. I just showed Brittany my wedding band." Brianna said holding up her left hand so Gina could see.
"And why is she on the floor from that?" Gina asked not liking the fact that she didn't know what was going on. Walking up she took one look and..."The cheap bastard got you a silver ring? Of all the..."
"Actually Gina..." Brianna tried to interrupt her sister's tirade, but to no avail.
"That jerk is really going to pay for this one. I don't care if he does turn into a swarm of bats I am going to blast his sorry butt into..."
"Gina what seems to be the problem?" Theo asked with pipe in hand as he and Julia walked into the kitchen after some mid-day fun, at least for Julia it was getting to be murder for the ageing auramage.
"That jackass brother in-law of mine got Brianna a silver ring of all the..." Gina nearly yelled at a perplexed Julia and Theo. They knew Stype wasn't anything like a jackass and Gina didn't spend a lot of time around Vlad with her overwhelming fear of bats and him...well we'll just say they didn't have much in common.
"IT"S NOT SILVER DAMNIT!!" Brianna yelled, not even caring at this point if her mother heard her cuss or not. There is only so much bad mouthing she could take, especially when it was about her husband.
"Brianna language please." Julia reprimanded. After all it was not polite and it wasn't language that needed to be in a house with an impressionable child in it, especially a new werecheetah which now happened to be Julia's granddaughter. "Now what is it then." Julia said keeping a level head, and wanting to see as well. Again a woman thing we guys just don't get.
"It's solid platinum thank you very much." Brianna nearly growled at Gina. The joke may had been fun on Brittany but it had really gotten out of hand.
"Wow...that must have set him back a lot."
"Actually he had it made from a ring he said a young girl he saved gave him. It was like her sister who became a vampire and he got it as a token of gratitude for releasing her soul. But all the work that had to be done and the diamond and all did cost a pretty penny, but he said I was worth every one." Brianna smiled both at how her husband loved her, and how Gina was now eating crow, or was that Brittany's snack she caught in the yard? It was hard to tell.
(End Flashback)
"Ah well that's great news me dear. I just wanted to know if you have any relationship to a certain Dr. Theodore Diggers." Tom asked hitting the specific series of points on the wall.
"He's my father."
"Really...I remember him and his wife, your mother, when he visited old Hogwarts as a guest lecturer. I'll tell you that your mother was really somethin' else back then. Caused a big to do up there the week she visited. Of course back then she and your father couldn't get away from each other for long. Probably the same way with you and your husband."
"Don't get me started sir." Brenda smirked remembering all the times that her father had to excuse himself when Brianna hung herself on him. At this rate she was going to have a little brother or sister sometime soon. She may not know the precise mechanics, but she figured out the basic idea when her Aunt Brittany mentioned making Brenda a little playmate a few times and excused themselves like her father and Brianna did. The next time that she saw either her father or Uncle Strype they usually seemed out of it and were hungry as rabid wolves. Or at least those Brenda saw on the nature shows.
"Well I'll let you two be then. Have a good time in Hogwarts now Brenda, and don't let your mother or father hear anything bad back from your teachers now."
ôI wonÆt.ö Brenda said, really not having the time to tell the man everything about her situation.
ôThankÆs Tom.ö Brianna said wondering just how much of a fuss her mom and dad made in just one week versus she and Vlad for the entire year...boy would that make great material to embarrass her parents with. Smiling she and Brenda walked out into Diagon Alley.
To a humans relatively weak senses this place was shocking enough with its sights, smells, and traffic moving about on foot as if it was some medieval festival, but to the inhuman organs of the two Maximovs walking the streets...I was almost an emphatic high, or at least it was until they passed the local pharmacy and got a wisp of the noxious vapors pouring from the cracks in the door jam.
"Did daddy say where this ice cream shop was supposed to be?" Brenda asked licking her lips and sniffing up a storm. Yum ice cream.
"Nope, to be honest he didn't even know. But he said that it was supposed to be easy to find." Brianna said imagining Vlad, her, and a carton of ice-cream....only to remember at the worst time that Hogwarts didn't have electricity and that meant no fridge, which then meant no lathering her stomach and chest in chocolate fudge ripple and tuna and have Vlad....well I'll let you put the rest together.
"Is this a time to ask for directions?" Brenda asked passing the petstore and pausing slightly to look at the assortment of rats for sale. A little bit of drool was showing itself at the edge of her lips.
"Yea but who to ask....Hey those two look like they know there way around here." Brianna pointed to a pair of red heads joking it up at the doorway of a local business that didn't seem to actually doing much business.
Fred and George where having a grand time toasting their most recent victory in the art of trouble making. Even with their wide repartee of gag products and practical magical defensive measures that they had personally invented they always congratulated each other when they develop a new and wondrous method by which they could spread comedic chaos for their own personal amusement. Today they had just perfected a pair of "rose-colored" glasses that looked almost exactly like medical lenses, but the wearer would see a tailor-made version of reality that could be used as a personal vacation time.
They never said that all their ideas were original, just most. And when an idea this good, even if cletha, could work and no one was ever able to do it, all the greater the drive in the twins to succeed.
"An excellent job Fred..."
"Indeed George, and at no better a time to test it..."
"With all the new students trying to cling on to the last vestiges of summer..."
"We'll sell a million of them!" They said simultaneously.
Now Brianna was worried that these two were a magical version of Tomax and Xamot, but put the thought away as she smiled and bent forward slightly to look them in the eyes.
"Um high, I'm Brianna Maximov and this is Brenda my daughter...we're kind of new here and were wondering if you could give us directions." Brianna smiled as the two young men's faces went as red as their hair. She could almost feel them getting flustered right before her, and she could definitely smell it.
"Why certainly."
"Anything to help a hopeful costumer."
"Especially an attractive woman in a new land just trying to find her way."
"At the mercy of strangers with her daughter in tow."
"Of course we would be honored to help you." The two entrepreneurs said, still quite red in the face and feeling themselves rise to the occasion in a few, more embarrassing ways. Boy were they glad that they were wearing robes and not the tight jeans and jacket that fit her like a second skin. Why couldn't the girls at Hogwarts dress like this? That would have at least given the twins a reason to stay.
"And may we ask to where the lady needs directions too?" Fred and George bowed smiling in absurdity.
The sheer comedy of the situation made Brianna laugh and Brenda giggle slightly. They liked these two, and would likely convince Vlad to take them to this store on occasion, if for no other reason than their customer service was excellent.
"A local ice cream store where my husband said he would meet us. You two wouldn't happen to know where that may be would you?"
"Of course." Fred smiled.
"And it would be our pleasure to personally take you there."
"After all we like to get to know our cliental."
"Starting with where you got that wonderful accent..."
"And if you have any sisters?"
Brianna just smiled at the two boy's antics. Yep they were still kids at heart and maybe that was why she liked these two so much. They reminded her of her, and they were very nice, and funny, and from the look of their shop's sign they were engineers just like her. Maybe they would know a way of integrating magic with her Peebos? Well that was a thought for another time.
"Well lets see I have two sisters, and they...."
Across the sea a werecheetah, a more than just slightly pregnant werecheetah mind you, was lying by the pool in a bikini soaking up the sun and occasionally feeling her daughter kicking insider her. Lucky for her compared to other Brittanys her, at the time future, brother in law knew a little bit of lycan reproduction.
(Flashback)
"Uh Dr. Diggers I know it's none of my business, but why is Brittany's lycanthropy locked?" Vlad asked sitting at a table with a wine goblet in front of him apparently at some sort of party.
"Well Vlad, I did it so that she didn't accidentally bite anyone, and you probably know what happens then..."
"I get called to blow someone's head off with a silver bullet when the thrall gets out of hand. Yea I know." Vlad threw back this drink and whipped his mouth with the back of his hand while turning his head to see Brianna and Brit doing karaoke on stage. Apparently singing was not something that his new love interest was capable of. "But since she's trying to start a family with Strype, shouldn't you remove that block from her?"
"I don't see why that has anything to do with having children." Theo said lighting his pipe while Juila sat down with her own brew.
"You didn't know lycans have painless childbirth?" Vlad asked as he filled his glass again.
"Uh what now?" Julia asked as she landed herself in her husband's lap.
"Yea one of the benefits of lycanthropy is that the females don't feel pain during labor." Vlad said downing half the contents of his drink then and there. "Unless someone seals it of course."
"And you know this how?" Julia asked wondering if their was some dark past in this potential son in law. Such things had to be know before hand.
"Remind me again who is getting to stay up late back at your home?"
"Oh right sorry." Julia groaned.
"Right. Anyway I just thought you should know before hand."
"Just wondering but what would happen if she had a kid without the painless birth ability?" Theo asked, curious to the true extent of Vlad's knowledge of the inner workings of supernatural creatures. Julia wasn't so amused.
"Theodore..." threatening to break one's husband's wrist without anyone being able to see it really did make things awkward for the auramage right now.
"Uh just curious dear wasn't planning on seeing what happens with Brittany...so don't worry about it." Theo chuckled nervously. Just because he could put himself together didn't mean that he wanted to feel his wrist snap like a twig.
"That's what I thought." Julia smiled releasing the pressure she was applying to Theo's wrist.
(End Flashback)
Suddenly Brittany sneazed and knocked her shades ajar.
"I wonder who's talking about me? Oh well now that I'm up might as well get some tuna. Afterall you're a growing girl there Tiffany." Brit smiled while waddling to the kitchen. She was really glad that she only had to put up with this for seven months. "I can't see how normal women go through this." the werecheetah contemplated as she opened the can of fish meat...she would buy stock, but she had no money left from all her credit cards.
"Hey Gina where'd you leave the bread around here?" Brittany yelled over her shoulder.
"It should be in the breadbox where it always is. And don't just have tuna this time you need a balanced diet you know." Gina chided her younger sister from the other room while she was surrounded by several piles of books and scrolls about this "Hogwarts" place from her father's library and the library in Shangri-La.
"Yea yea, I know Gina give me a break." Brit groaned. Older sisters could be such a pain in the ass some times. "And give it a rest already on that studying. You nearly worked through breakfast and did miss lunch." Brittany said making her sandwich, and hating the fact she was doing it so slowly.
"I'm not going to let Brianna be caught off guard Brit. She's in a foreign land, in a magical school where she knows almost no one and we barely know anything about, and apparently electronics don't work there."
"Okay; 1: her husband is a professional monster hunter capable of handling most situations that may arise, 2: she's able to adapt just as well as we would be able to, and 3: they're kids okay. It's a freaking school run by a guy who's as powerful as dad in the mystic arts. If anything goes wrong she's in good hands." Brittany said tearing into the largest tuna sub most people have seen, or at least those not from Atlanta.
The odd snapping sound caught Gina's attention as tuna subs, even with lettuce, rarely make a snapping sound.
"What?" Brit asked holding half of a baby carrot in her fingers.
"Brittany, since when do you eat those things?"
"Since about two months, probably nothing more than a pregnancy craving thing." Brittany answered popping the rest of the carrot in her mouth while Gina just groaned with her head in her hands. Her credit cards were going to be murder next month.
Back in England, Brianna and Brenda where finishing their tale of the events common in Atlanta, while Fred and George hung on every word. Aura mages, half giantesses, the actual existance of the mythical relm of Jade? A whole new market that Wanko products didn't have a hold on? Just right for them to offer their unique and one-of-a-kind inventions at low cost and the patronage of a intelligent, beautiful, slightly flirtacous vixen who at didn't mind being eye candy, if her attire was any indication at least. It was hard to say but right now the two almost wished they were back at Hogwarts just so they got to look at that Southern Bell everyday.
Or that had been the thought, until they personally greeted her husband.
"Vlad! Over here muffin." Brianna smiled waving to her love who had taken the time to find a chair and read waiting for the two most important people in his life to show up.
"Brianna..." boy did she move fast. Before the twins could blink the woman was in the man's arms and was briefly lifted over his head before set down in his arms. "Sorry I couldn't contact you. I hope that your trip was alright."
"It was fine, just missed my favorite monster-fighting bed warmer." Brianna said sneaking her hands inside Vlad's jacket and getting a feel for his butt under the coat.
"Hey don't I get a hug?" Brenda pouted tapping her father in the leg. Boy do kids have a lousy sense of timing.
"Alright my little girl. Up you go." Vlad said lifting Brenda and letting her squeeze his neck slightly. "Better?" The girl enthusiastically nodded her head before her feet hit the ground.
"Well that had to be.."
"The single most affected thing ever to..."
"Be shown in Diagon Alley."
"Why the idea of a woman...."
"Being so informal and physical when greeting a man? It's..
"Dirty..."
"Naughty..."
"Completely undignified..."
"Why can't we meet women like that?" Fred and George cried while shacking their heads in the direction of the ground.
"Uh dear?" Vlad asked while Brianna was again feeling up his butt under his coat.
"Oh muffin. These are Fred and George Weasily. They helped us find you here." Brianna said letting her free arm point in their direction.
"Well I guess that means I owe you two gentlemen thanks." Vlad smiled tipping his hat and offering his arm out to them, once Brianna had removed her hand from his backside of course.
"A pleasure..."
"A treat."
"No trouble at all good sir." the two smiled nervously at first. No telling what this man would do for starring at his wife.
"I'm glad to hear. Look how about I pay for lunch for us since you were nice enough to go out of your way to help my wife and daughter."
"Thank you..."
"A most generous offer..."
"How can we refuse." All the time the two twins were taking mental notes
Note:
If you what a blond, long legged, tight stomached, stacked wife who is nymphatic, flirtatious, overly publicly affectionate then you must met certain criteria.
1: Work out as often as possible, and be polite.
2: Being a tough man does not mean being a jerk. Chivalry does work and men follow it. Try to see if knights get as much action now days as cowboys.
3: If previous type of woman interests you, try to visit America during vacation and look up Atlanta Georgia on a map. If that does not work try to find portal to Jade. Remember muggle women can be just as hot, if not hotter, than some witches.
4: Do not be afraid to show her affection in public, as such will be your reward.
and finally
5. Black wizards robes are perfect for hidding your reaction to stimuli of woman you are trying to impress. And if this Brianna woman was any indication as to the type of women they would run into they would be needing those robes.
As the moon graced the horizon, Vlad and Brianna where not the only ones heating up the sheets. However, with Harry it was a far less pleasurable experience.
Tossing and turning violently, Harry Potter's mind was a ravid nightmare as he once again had a vision from his link with Voldemort.
"Wormtail you sniviling coward" Voldemort hissed at his rat-like servent. "You have heard of the rumors of the red mark appearing have you not?"
"Yes my lord, but they are nothing but idle remarks about what happened a few night ago...please do not bother yourself with such things."
"Wormtail none of the witches or wizards that fool Dumbledore surrounds himself with are able to do anything that professional in nature. It means that someone else has arrived and has shown to be a decisive enemy of us all." Voldemort smiled crewly.
"Tell me, do you remember that rat-like woman you met some time ago...Ms. Rich I believe her name was?"
"Oh yes sir I do remember her." Wormtail smiled remembering the ditzy woman's bouncing chest and aparent interest in him...of course just about any guy holds onto her interest from time to time so that's not saying much.
"Good, you will get the chance to see her again soon. Contact my connections with Lord Gotherwaine immediatly. I wonder how this new advecary handles the elite of the wererat clan assassins." Voldemort smirked while running his hand down Nagini's backside.
Harry woke screaming and clutching his chest
Screen fades to black, and reappears in a bedroom with Patty smiling propped up reading a book.
"Well I hope that you like this chapter. Sorry but Rep's sort of indisposed at the moment..." snorring is heard over to her side. "And so I'll just tell you thank you for reading and hope that you will please review. Oh before I forget look forward to an update of my husband's other story some time soon. Bye." Patty waved off as she flicks the light switch off.