Chapitre 20: A lot of POVs
Nymphadora *don't call me that* Black POV
The little shit really disappeared with his two little wives.
The nerve!
After attacking my parents, no less!
Even though he is cute, he still wasn't at the level where I would forgive him for hurting my mom. Dad could take care of himself, for all I cared about, but even he shouldn't be hit just like that.
I must get revenge.
Maybe I should try to embarrass him more sharply this time...yeah, he doesn't seem to have a nudity issue if what happened 4 months ago is a tip.
~ flashback no jutsu ~
"NYMPHADORAAAAAA"
A white-haired boy ran naked behind a young woman with pink mohawk hair as she laughed. Snow fell from the sky making the boy's white skin even paler.
"If you're so angry about it why don't you go wear clothes?" The young woman screamed laughing out loud.
"Let me hex you, you crazy woman. I'll fill you with boils all over your face."
"As if I would just wait..."
"Stop running!"
And she kept running while two adults and two twin girls enjoyed the show. The adult couple smiled slightly with humor as the two girls kept their attention on the exposed genitals. It was almost possible to see transparent drool falling from their mouths.
"I don't know how I feel about having a naked man running after my daughter." Ted commented to his wife as he watched the boy draw his wand and send spicy spells in Nymphadora's direction.
"I don't think it's a problem after all. She took the poor guy's clothes off after all." Andromeda sounded soft and cheerful. "Although it's strange, Nymphadora always asked for a younger brother as a child...who would have thought she wanted to torment a sibling's life instead of spoiling him?"
"Well, I don't know if I'm surprised." Ted said with amusement. "She was always a tomboy. Hard to imagine her spoiling someone."
"Is not true." Karine, the twin with long golden hair countered. "She spoils him a lot sometimes. There was one time she carried him around the house with her after accidentally spraining his ankle."
"She's clumsy." Aarine, the twin with short golden hair, commented.
"Well…" the adults smiled bitterly.
"Oh, Pietro got her." Aarine commented again.
Everyone turned their eyes to the scene and nearly choked on the sight.
The boy had used the binding spell to bind the young woman in a similar position to the shibari. Hands behind her back and ropes running up her chest until she couldn't move. Two other ropes tied her hands to her feet, leaving the teenage girl in a very uncomfortable position.
"Why isn't she letting go?"
"She's tied up, can't she see?" Andromeda asked her husband sarcastically.
"Can't she shrink in size and get out of the mooring?"
"Pietro cast the petrification spell before. His spells are quite potent and even the magic is contained. She will hardly leave without help." Aarine commented coldly.
"Is this okay?" Ted was worried.
"I don't think so... actually, she's going to have a hard time."
And then, the hanging girl was on a tree in the garden and then tortured with tickling spells, spicy spells, and other minor ones. And when he was satisfied, Pietro returned to the mansion still naked leaving Nymphadora still hanging screaming for help.
~ flashback ends ~
Now that I think about it, he is very cruel to me when I play with him. The little shit should be more fun and not so cruel... I got the flu after that night as no one was able to break his spells, even with high level counter-spells...
Scary brat.
But I don't know what to think anymore after seeing that new version of him. Was he still the cute little cousin I remember? Sure I've only known him for a year, even more... I wonder what it would be like to touch his dick...
Ah, I am a bad girl, thinking of an 11 year old boy. And my cousin, no less. Not that I was innocent, after all, no Black was. Let my mom tell him if my dad's screams and the cracking of whips are a clue…so it wasn't unusual for me to have kinks. I liked weird things when it came to sexual things and would admit that to anyone... But I wasn't a pedophile. If only he was 5 years older... But 11 was a no-no.
"Nymphadora, dinner is ready." Mom called me. Does she think I can just have dinner without knowing about Pietro's safety? Has she gone crazy?
"I'm not hungry, go away." I spoke and covered myself with the thick superhero quilt Pietro gave me that Christmas after my flu was cured. He was sweet sometimes. I wonder what it would be like to be as close to him as the little wives.
Damn, forget about it. Bad girl. Bad girl.
But that cock should be adored. And that whole body outlined. The delicate, beautiful face... The long hair... I wonder what it would be like to touch his syrup? Or the horns. I liked the satanic look he gave off with those appendages.
Um... I should go to athe adventure on the road of self-love tonight... yes... I should.
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Andromeda POV
A whole year has passed since I was reintegrated into the Black family and I can say with certainty that trusting the boy who is currently my head of the household was a decision more than well made. My husband, a Muggle-born, was adopted into the family quite easily and, strangely enough, he got used to the family's magic pretty quickly. Black family magic is quite complicated because we are naturally gifted in the black arts. Whatever the spell, as long as it's associated with darkness it's easy for any Black to master.
Unfortunately that doesn't mean we should use such spells. Over the years everyone in the family has realized that using these spells affects members mentally. Darkness slowly obscures Blacks and this happens much faster than non-Blacks.
My sister Bella is the perfect example of this. Although her mind was already manic from the beginning, it is clear that her later insanity was due to the use of black magic.
Anyway, my current life was perfect. My daughter looked happy. My husband had relaxed more than he had in years and I started studying potions and runes more deeply after meeting my genius nephew.
Besides having gained 3 extra family members... a cute son and two... distant daughters-in-law? I don't really understand the reason for their departure but that's ok. Anyway, the three were quite different from each other.
The two twin sisters are the most contrasting, after all being twins the personality digression was obvious. Where Aarine was silent and sharp, Karine was sweet and gentle. The older sister had more decision in her posture, if what I analyzed is correct. She doesn't like subterfuge and long conversations. If she can say something in two words, she would strive to say just one. That was her level in the conversational arts and that was frightening.
Karine on the other hand was more open, even though she wasn't chatty, compared to her sister she can be described like that. Her demeanor was more cute and gooey, especially with Pietro, and the way she carried herself suggested much more of a seductress than a little girl.
Even the bodies of the two sisters had started to differ from each other and I was scared by that. Aarine kept herself slender, toned and supple… with the beginning of her curves shaping, she started to look more voluptuous, but despite that, her body was quite fit. It was like she was editing herself to be more efficient in battle… actually she reminded me a lot of Bella. The look of defiance when I tried to talk and her daily workouts... by the gods, I once walked into the gravity room to tell you about dinner and broke three bones... I suspected I would break more if she didn't lower the gravity of the room. .
Karine was different. She didn't seem to care about physical training as intensely despite exercising daily, but focused more on variety of spells. I've seen some of her drills with enchanted puppets and, let me tell you, she would easily beat any professional dualist with her spell chains. Her body had also started to wake up into adulthood and she just looked more...sexy every day. Her expression also changed to further heighten the sense of debauchery emanating from her. If one thing I'm sure of is that she'll be wild when she can finally get into Pietro's pants.
My cute nephew was much more interesting. He was genius, sweet, scary and lazy. I wasn't naive to think that he hadn't learned any Dark spells being created by Gellert, of all the Dark wizards in the world, and I knew he knew I knew. The scary part is, he doesn't care. When I made him promise not to try any more new spells, I sincerely hoped he would use his authority as head of the house against me. He could do it thanks to the lord ring after all... But instead he compromised. I was quite confused at first, but it seemed to me that he wasn't used to facing people he cares about... even when Nymphadora acted like a brat to him... all he did was get angry, yell, and sometimes, cast spicy spells in her direction. Even Ted became a close person to the boy and they talked a lot about "collectibles." I don't understand how a genius can be so childish with toys. Yes, they were amazing toys, but still toys.
The boy also didn't reject physical contact. If anything, he loved it. Whenever I hugged him, he melted into my lap with a slightly satisfied smile...knowing that really eased a lot of my worries. Ted had a lot of muggle psychology books and I read to pass the time... hugging the boy was kind of a test to test if he had any trauma caused by physical abuse of some kind and he didn't... apparently
The twin girls on the other hand only accepted being touched by my cute nephew... that filled me with worry.
Of course, thinking about all this now was a redundant thing. I loved the three new members of my family and knowing more about them was a cherished desire of mine... so to know about bloodlines, Dark rituals, control training... and all this while my puppy was undergoing bloodline almost awakening. overwhelmed me.
It got even worse when Aarine said the awakening caused Pietro pain. So much pain that consciousness of him locked itself away... I've never suffered so much before.
Seeing the three figures disappearing didn't help my situation much either, and my worry just soared.
All I could do was wait and cook things. Cooking helped me relax more than anything. Of course I had to face the disgruntled looks from the Eldens my cute nephew created... in that they were just like any other house elf.
I sighed and decided to try to get Nymphadora to eat something. She locked herself in her room after all. I need to take care of my oldest daughter too...
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Ted POV
I was having dinner. Dining my wonderful wife's wonderful food in a huge mansion with such an easy life it almost depressed me.
I am a lawyer after all. Easy life is one of the many goals that all lawyers had, but to receive that life out of the blue was pretty outrageous. I enjoyed being manipulated as much as anyone else. It gave a bad taste in the corner of his mouth after all. But taking on my wife's last name, which used to bear my name, while being adopted into the Black family was not a difficult decision.
"Do that or use family magic to bring Andromeda and Nymphadora into the family while using my Lord Black status to entitle her to new husbands."
That's what he said when I tried to convince him that changing my name was not a good idea. You can't argue with this boy, I tell you. His looks were pretty scary when he wanted them to and his magic was so overwhelming I almost wet my pants.
But I wasn't a coward. Even when I was threatened, I didn't back down. At least not until he showed me the memory of the conversation between him and my wife. She wanted to go back to her family. I could see that. There were days when I caught her staring at nothing with an expression of regret that was hard to ignore. She didn't know she had such an expression, but both Nymphadora and I could see how much she missed her.
Interestingly, I knew she had contact with Mrs Malfoy... She wrote and received letters monthly from her blonde sister. That said more about the magical society than anything else. Women had more power here, compared to the muggle world... But those who don't have power... those who can't muster the courage to run away like my beloved wife did... all these women were more vilified than any muggle woman I've already met.
One can only imagine being sold by the family itself, as an object with the sole function of giving birth to heirs... just imagine that... it could be my wife in that situation...
Anyway, it was thanks to that that I accepted the proposal. I would be a Black for Andromeda. It wasn't a difficult sacrifice after all. It also helped to get magically stronger. It also helped to have my physical talent honed by the ritual and to have my belly reduced... it also helped to have my younger looks back... Anyway, lots of perks and let's not even talk about the bedroom celebrations.
Although I'm still a little sore in the back.
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Memphis POV
Master was getting more powerful. I felt it through our bond. I could literally feel my own existence benefiting from the master's change. I grew stronger and more handsome, as an Elden and as a servant of my lord, appearance should be noted. He said being served by wrinkled dwarves was beneath him and I agree. Master deserves more than an elf and even among the Eldens he deserves the best and I had to become even better than the best.
I picked up the Indian cookbook I was reading. Master liked to vary his meals... I knew that because I heard him talk about takeaways or something... apparently it was a delivery service that brought food from various restaurants to people's homes. When Miss Karine asked what he meant by varied food, my lord spoke of foods from other countries. Italian. Chinese. Arabic.
I knew he must have cravings for these foods. So I started to learn more and more about various dishes that could please the master's palate... now that I think about it, I should start preparing a stash of food supplies in my outstretched suitcase, a gift from my lord...I had a feeling that my lord would do me the honor of accompanying him to school...
Come to think of it, apparate to Muggle London... even though I was still prejudiced against Muggles, after so long with my master I had understood that belittling them was a mistake. I didn't pay attention before, but muggle inventions are amazing... not so much as the master's, but comparing the magical world with the muggle world... wizards are far behind. The master really was a wonderful existence...
He should be the one to lead the wizarding world. Unfortunately it doesn't seem like something GM wants to do.
Forget about it, Memphis, you must only serve to the best of your abilities.
I thought and cast an illusion on myself so I could buy things in Muggle shops and markets...
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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