House of Caliban

Chapter 9

Blaise felt the Dark Lord's magic attempting to tear the manor down to its foundations before he heard a feral-sounding yell come from the entry hall. Quickly abandoning his post at the floo to run back to where they had left Heir Caliban to wait for the Dark Lord, Blaise was feeling rather like a Gryffindor as he burst out onto the landing overseeing the entrance. As reckless as it was for him to enter a room where two powerful Lord's magic was clashing, he couldn't help but feel weak in the knees and amazed at Heir Caliban's power.

While it had been the Dark Lord's magic that Blaise had felt first, he now could only feel Heir Caliban's magic filling the Manor. Heavy and heady Heir Caliban's magic seemed to be pressing in from all sides forcing a very human-looking Dark Lord onto his knees in front of Heir Caliban. Blaise knew that Heir Caliban was powerful but he felt almost disbelieving as he conquered the Dark Lord's magic with no effort. Voldemort was the darkest and most feared wizard that Britain had ever seen. But here was this teenage emperor-to-be forcing him to bow without breaking a sweat.

"I warned you Tom Riddle, do not try to come against me for I will swat you out of existence like the pest you are. You are not above me. You are not more powerful than I am. I am Emperor Haylan Caliban and you will bow to me or you will die. You do not have any other options. So I suggest you take your broken wand and get the fuck out of my presence." Haylan didn't raise his voice, but Blaise could hear him clearly from where he stood and felt intimidated. He was glad he wasn't as close as Voldemort was to the furious magic leaking from Heir Caliban.

Voldemort wasn't completely cowed by Heir Caliban, but he did snatch the pieces of his wand and apparated out of Malfoy Manor with a furious glare.

Heir Caliban sighed and reigned in his magic before he realized Blaise was watching from the balcony on the second floor.

"Enjoy the show Heir Zabini?" Haylan drawled.

Blaise had never been so hard in his life. Heir Caliban's flaming red hair was staticky from the amount of magic released into the air, his green eyes glowing with power, and Blaise felt drunk off of the feeling.

"I- um..." Blaise tried to start with before shaking his head, trying to dredge up some good articulation that his mother had pounded into his head for years. "That was quite impressive Heir Caliban."

Haylan smirked, walking up the stairs at a slow pace that made Blaise think of a predator stalking its prey. Blaise felt stuck in place as Haylan approached him, black dragonhide boots nearly silent on the manor's marble floors. Blaise felt his breathing hitch as Haylan stopped so close to Blaise that he could feel Haylan's aura pulsing with power. Green eyes slowly wandered down Blaise's body hungrily, smirk growing wider seeing Blaise's straining erection through his tight black slacks.

"Oh, you haven't seen anything impressive yet Heir Zabini." Haylan couldn't help but purr.

Blaise felt lightheaded as blood tried to both flood his face in embarrassment and flow south to his cock in attraction. It shouldn't be possible for one person to be so attractive. Blaise knew he was a goner though, he couldn't even think of anything to say in response to Heir Caliban's teasing.

"Well, I do believe I must go take care of dear Bella. Please tell Narcissa I will see her tonight at our normal time. I look forward to you making up for our ruined date without Heir Malfoy in attendance." Heir Caliban said with a dark look in his eyes that made Blaise gulp and before he could say anything to him, Heir Caliban apparated out of Malfoy Manor as well.

Blaise's knees finally gave out and he sat on the floor in an undignified slump where Narcissa found him ten minutes later.

Narcissa's laughter startled Blaise out of his thoughts, eyes focusing on an amused Lady Malfoy.