The Fatal Enchantment

Boxing Day With Barty

Third Person's P.O.V.:-

At Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Everybody got up late on Boxing Day. The Gryffindor common room was much quieter than it had been lately, many yawns punctuating the lazy conversations. Hermione's hair was bushy again; she confessed to Harry that she had used liberal amounts of Sleekeazy's Hair Potion on it for the ball, "but its way too much bothers to do every day," she said matter-of-factly, scratching a purring Crookshanks behind the ears.
Ron and Hermione seemed to have reached an unspoken agreement not to discuss their argument. They were being quite friendly to each other, though oddly formal. Ron and Harry wasted no time in telling Hermione about the conversation they had overheard between Madame Maxime and Hagrid, but Hermione didn't seem to find the news that Hagrid was a half-giant nearly as shocking as Ron did.
"Well, I thought he must be," she said, shrugging. "I knew he couldn't be pure giant because they're about twenty feet tall. But honestly, all this hysteria about giants. They can't all be horrible... It's the same sort of prejudice that people have toward werewolves... It's just bigotry, isn't it?"
Ron looked as though he would have liked to reply scathingly, but perhaps he didn't want another row, because he contented himself with shaking his head disbelievingly while Hermione wasn't looking.

Meanwhile at Vulpecula Villa

Alexia got up as her eyes slightly blinked at the morning rays of sunshine. She tried to get up to see she had failed to do so. She tried again, but to no avail. She then looked at the figure of the man next to here. There lay beside her with his mouth open, enough to let fire flies in and out of the oral cavity... Bartemius Duncan Crouch Junior, the son of Bartemius Crouch Senior and Calypso Crouch nee Yaxley, the grandson of her great uncle Casper Crouch and her great aunt Charis Crouch nee Black. After all, she and Barty were fourth cousins from both the sides, making it legal, if they ever got into an intimate relationship. Because the late James Charlus Potter, and Bartemius Duncan Crouch Junior were third cousins. His father being James Potter's second cousin...
Alexia sighed as she smirked. She conjured a feather and put it under his nose, and began to tickle him. He sniffed and turned, adjusting himself to a cozier position. Alexia sighed. She knew something which would wake him up. She did a mild tickling charm and he shifted, surprising her at the rate he could sleep. She did the counter spell as she got up from bed and went to shower.
A few minutes later Barty got up from his sleep, as he heard the drizzling sound of the water from the shower of the bathroom. He smirked like a wolf. He could imagine, alexia, all naked, her succulent breasts visible along with her peaked pinkish brown nipples, and her rounded curves and bums. He could imagine her dark chocolate brown hair cascade down her back to the waist, as water rain as rivulets down her body. He could imagine her plump and pouted lips with droplets of water, like dew drops perched on the morning leaves of trees. He got up from bed and stretched himself, as Winky apparated and gave him his morning bed tea, and a copy of the Daily Prophet which had been sent by Severus Snape.
Barty took a copy, and saw the various disappearances. The rate of disappearances, were on the rise, his master was still on his rise back to power. This worried him. Now not only did he have to serve Lord Voldemort, as his loyal follower, but he also had to protect Alexia and her loved ones. He had to sort out a way to survive the upcoming dark times. And Alexia being so powerful, as to do advanced magic, and graduate early would make Voldemort want her all the more, especially as his Dark Lady. And he could not let anyone take his vixen away from himself.
Alexia meanwhile came out in her, a pair of dark grey thermal leg warmer leggings, with maroon booties and a brown hem roll on shirt dress with some golden jewelry. Her hair was tied into a high ponytail as she smirked at Barty. She smelt of vanilla, dark chocolate, sandalwood, strawberries and roses. Seductive right on spot. Barty felt his boxers harden as his masculine jewels beneath the boxers hardened and tighten, ready to go to the pre-erection stage. He gulped. He immediately went into the shower, as he closed the door, leaving Alexia with her brows rose wondering what was wrong with him.
Later on, he disapparated to Little Hangleton, and went to the Riddle Manor. He went there, and opened the door and went up the stairs.

Meanwhile in Harry's dormitory, Gryffindor Tower, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Scotland

"Let me see it again." said Voldemort as he looked at Barty's dark mark on his left hand. "Ah, ah yes, the time is close now. Harry! At last! Step aside, Wormtail, so I can give our guest a proper greeting!"
A bright green light came out as Harry shuddered waking up from sleep.

Meanwhile back at Vulpecula Villa

Meanwhile Alexia got dressed in the dress which her aunt Petunia had gifted her. It was the dress which she planned to give her sister as a bridesmaid on her wedding day. Whom... she hadn't invited, due to her uncle Vernon's muggle family... She had given the dress as one of the many Christmas presents. Alexia had gifted Harry with a box of spare glasses of his eye power, Dudley with a punching bag, and a boxing kit, Severus with a book on the rarest and most difficult to make potions, Poppy with a book on healing during the Old Testament, Minerva with a book on the history of various transfiguration spells, Dumbledore with a portrait of his family, his father Percival, his mother Kendra, his squib sister Arianna and his brother Aberforth and himself. She sent Filch a picture she'd sneakily snapped of Filch dancing with his pet cat Mrs. Norris at the Yule Ball. She sent the Weasley twins a box each of Pranking goodies from Zonko's Joke Shop and Dervish and Bangs. She sent a serpent bracelet to Draco, Blaise, Theodore and Damieno, and a serpent pendant necklace to Pansy, Daphne, Astoria, Tracey, Hestia, Flora, and Millicent. She sent Luna with a book on the most ancient magizoologist ever known, and Neville a book on various herbs and plants for healing. She sent Seamus a book to control his pyrotechniques, Ginny a nice pair of silk gloves and ribbons, Hermione a collection of Sydney Sheldon, Ron a box of muggle sweets, and Percy with a box of parchments and stylish quills. She sent Charlie a pair of fireproof gloves and Bill a collection of ear piercing studs. She sent Padma a book on methods to trace your ancestry, and Pavarti a collection of muggle fashion magazines. She sent Hannah a cookery book since she loves cooking. Then she took out her present for Barty. It was a two way wristwatch. She wrapped it up and awaited for Barty to return.
When Barty returned he saw Alexia in a silver dress gown with snowflake pendant necklace and earrings. She smiled in a coy and sly manner like a seductive vixen.
"Happy Christmas" she said. She handed him with a box. He opened the box like a child and saw a wristwatch. "It's a two way wristwatch. If you ever miss me, just say the nickname you gave me, and I'll appear. This way we can communicate, once you go away."
"Are you saying you'll miss me?" said Barty.
"Na........." smirked Alexia. Barty smiled as he handed her with a box. She opened it like a child excited on Christmas and saw a intricate pendant necklace, of sterling silver, and had lapis stone necklace. "It's beautiful..." she gasped.
"Not as beautiful as you. Nothing is as beautiful as you. Alexia Amelia Potter, you're not beautiful" said Barty. Alexia's smile faltered. "You're divine. A goddess fallen on earth, who is the ray of light in my darkness..." Alexia smiled as she handed the necklace to him.
"Will you put it on for me?" she said.
"'course" said Barty. He took the necklace from her hand, and the tips of his fingers sent an electric spark amongst both of them. She turned as Barty went behind her and took her hair and put it aside. He unclasped the necklace and put it on her as Alexia felt the cold metal touch her skin, sending shivers down her spine. She smirked, as she felt Barty kiss her neck. "Happy Christmas foxy." He said.