Veela and her wolf

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A/N:  super short update, but hey two in one week!! Go me!

Elsewhere

'So we have an accord with the giants?'

'Yes master'.

A man with one blue eye and one green smiled.  He had blonde spikey long hair, high cheekbones, dramatic eye shadow, a white pirate style shirt with a black tight vest covered in a long leather coat, his legs covered in what looked like the tightest leggings ever made, and long almost knee high black boots.  The goblin king was pleased at the progress.  Slowly they were building allies. 

He also had been secretly collecting wands and teaching his fellow goblins how to use them underground once a week, when cover could be given to disguise their magical signatures.

It had been well known that after the last goblin rebellion it was forbidden for them to own and use wands.  They were thus forced into a type of servitude managing money for all wizards.  They were looked down upon, but their time was coming.  He would ride out Lord Voldemort's usefulness, until he turned on them.  It was only a matter of time, as his daughter was brought to light, he would soon defect. 

Earlier he thought Tom would stay true to their cause, but after the latest article was published in The Prophet, he could be seen looking upon it smiling.  The goblin king held no contempt for the man who had lost so much.  He after all had lost his Sarah...

Flashback

Through the dangers untold and hardships unnumbered....
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I ask for so little.  Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave...
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I am exhausted from living up to your expectations of me, isn't that generous?...
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..you have no power over me...
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no he would not think of her, he had offered her everything, turned the world upside down for her...no, he would move on.  Bigger things were at play than his own heartbreak.  The systematic mistreatment of his people after their last loss in the war had to end.    Tactics, subterfuge, the long game.  He would play everything close to the vest.  The eventual flip of the Dark Lord would be used to his advantage, it had the capability to cause chaos in the wizarding world.  Knowing it was coming though, could prove useful to him.  Oh yes, he would sit back and build allies slowly, their darkness would soon blot out their side of light... 

'What of the Voltouri?  Have we heard from Aro?'

'Hoggle has yet to return sire, but can the vampires really be trusted?'

'Well, if they kill him, we will have our answer, if not, a trip to Italy may be in order...  For them to be allies, trust will not be necessary.  They will be a tool nothing more.

Now we wait, we have been patient this long, we have nothing but time.  Sir Didymus, you and your steed will travel to the Greek isles, the local Chimaera herd is restless and you sir are tasked with getting their accord.  Their venomous tails alone may turn the tide of any war.'

'Yes sire'

Yes the long game...it is still a few years till all of his plans will come to fruition.  He would use his time wisely.

  Goblins were meticulous creatures, precise in handling money, as they were shrewd in contracts.  Every possible loophole would be closed, every ally would be gained before they made their first move. 

Jareth, the goblin king sat in his throne, twirling his crystal balls silently thinking as a music box played softly in the background. 

The long game...