Young Girl

44- Relief

"Dora!" He shouted for her, running through the door despite his aching body. No answer. Remus panicked, wiping the blood from his forehead as he began to run from room to room, yelling her name the whole time. At last he found her, lying curled up on the bed with her knees tucked up around the two small forms of the twins. Breathing a deep sigh of relief, he leant against the doorway, running a hand through his greying hair. He watched nervously as she started to wake up, yawning loudly.

Dora sat up with a smile, it only widening as she saw him standing in the doorway. She jumped to her feet, running towards him and throwing herself into his arms. He caught her, guessing just from her demeanour that it was an uneventful night. Placing a firm kiss on her pink lips, he let out a sigh of relief.

"All fine." She whispered onto his mouth, arms around his neck holding him tightly. Feeling himself unable to let her go, he gently held her waist, fingertips grazing the belt of her jeans. It started simple but soon turned deeper, both full of lust that was released as their bodies fitted together again like they had before her pregnancy. Her hands teased their way through his matted hair, each soft pull of it sending a ripple down his spine and a whimper from his throat.

"Didn't I tell you?" Dora murmured, leaving his lips but only to deposit small lipstick spots all along his collarbone and around it. Remus let out a quiet, involuntary moan as her tongue gently flickered across his neck, though soon replaced once more by her sweet lips as she continued talking, "No problems. Two little lives as perfect as you. Its not genetic."

"Or Metamorphagi scare off werewolves." He teased her, gently massaging her lower back as she glared at him.

"Do I scare you Remus Lupin?" She asked in an effortlessly smooth, sultry whisper, locking eyes with him, "Why?"

"You're just too perfect." He sighed, trying to steady his breath as her eyes deepened, practically calling his name, "Its a weapon. Everything about you is enough to send me insane."

"Then I'll try and be careful." Dora murmured cheekily, "But now, come and say hi to your little babies. They've missed their Daddy." She pulled back and took him by the hand, pulling him across the room. The twins began to stir as she perched on the edge of the bed, gently stroking Hope's forehead with a fingertip.

"Hello my darlings." Remus smile quietly, leaning in to pick up Teddy as the child began to wake. The little baby clung at his top crying loudly, making Dora dissolve into fits of giggles.

"That's not gonna work Teddy bear." She laughed, eyes sparkling as she took the tiny baby into her own arms, gently rocking him back and forth. He gurgled loudly at her, hair pink as her's.

"I am so glad they're fine." Remus sighed, running a hand through his hair again before leaning forwards to pick up Hope. The second twin burbled loudly as she saw him, reaching up for her father.

"She's missed you." Dora said warmly, gently stroking Teddy's now orange hair as she fed him, "At first I thought she might change, she was restless and sensitive but I think she just wanted her dad."

"I missed you too little one." He smiled at the tiny, curious child, "But I'm back now. And I'm not leaving any of you."

Dora blushed slightly as he said that, biting her lip like always as her head tipped to one side. Her husband smiled at her, letting Hope grab his finger and hold it between both of her miniature hands.

April 30th seemed like such a happy time. No one could guess just how much would happen in the next two days; up until May 2nd...

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"I want to kill her." Matty whined, looking imploringly at Bellatrix who stood above him, wand still outstretched from the recent bout of torture, "If I can't feel her skin, no one can. Please, let me kill the wench."

"No." The female spat, a flick of her wand sending him writhing on the floor, "You don't understand, all you feel is jealousy. Three times the little bitch has escaped me; no more. She dies and I kill her. Its a family thing, girl to girl."

"I want to do something." The young man hissed, recovering fast from the torture, "If I can't kill, I can still cause her pain. I do believe that she recently gave birth."

"Filthy half-breeds." Bellatrix snarled, lowering her wand, "Tainting our sacred family tree. Bring me the child alive and I may consider letting you keep the traitor metamorphagus as a plaything. I could have some fun here."

"Of course Madam Lestrange." Matty slowly got to his feet and bowed to her, "You shall have the child by June. And I my bitch Nymphadora."

"Agreed."

A.N-

Sorry about the language, snogging and all round pool of shitness. It'll be a while before I can update again but I'll try to make it better than this one.

Rhea
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