6 Settling in and consequences
The two lay silently in the bed for a long time, Nymphadora was unbothered that she was doing what she refuses others, boys, not even a few hours before. Even still being a young child that shouldn't have any idea of the other sex sensitive spot, she still clutches his head, deeply pressed against the same chest that he bring her to release the very morning.
Harry, no, Orion has already deeply left a mark inside her, as fellow Metamorphmagus, he shares a similar trait, as a boy, he had immediately accepted her, as man, he was becoming a bundle of sunshine that ward the darkness away.
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For Orion, a similar thing could be said. He was no longer that lone soul jumping for a host to another, be he was him as much as he was the past, Harry. In a single day, all the Dursley work had been undone under his new mindset, and the warm and full embrace of Nymphadora.
He couldn't even feel those heavy walls around her emotions, laying bare, at least for him. This simple hug was all he ever needs. Other than his mother, it was the first person to completely accept him.
His previous identity hadn't seemed to bother her in the slightest, all she seems to need was the assurance that he was still the same that the one she had woken up with, in the morning, and so he gives back as much as he could, neatly in her embrace, seemingly wanting to fuse in heer and don't let go.
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Andromeda had come to see the two after an hour add past, seeing the two peacefully sleeping in each other embrace was a sight that brought a smile on her face. More so after she receives the notification of what happened the previous night.
She knows that her daughter's gifts would bring her suitors with not the purest attention. She also knows that she would latch on the boy when she learns of his similar gifts, but after the night? the already strong bond that the two would form, would change into something more.
When she the light glow of clear light gray that was encompassing the two, she sight, knowing perfectly what it was. The Black Family magic was making sure that its line would prevail. With two of its members bearing the very gift of the line, sharing an already strong budding link and feeling the Family magic in both, it was a forgone conclusion that each of their future wouldn't be without the other at its side.
She could have been upset, trying to find a way to stop it, or fight back, but why bother? Not any other would understand her plight like him, he was family, and a sweet child until now. Rather than see her daughter with unruly members of their society, she was much more incliner to let this relation continue.
With Orion in her care, she would be able to past time knowing him, teaching him the proper value, and be a man that would respect and love her daughter.
As if to valid her thought, a raven from the Black Household came swooping in the kitchen, a letter in his claws.
Taking the package off, she offers a treat at the bird, who gladly takes it before flying back.
Looking at the wax seal, the Black's coat of arms was deeply embedded in. Broking the seal, she unfolded the letter, making glide on the table another document.
'Andromeda Tonks
While it wasn't long from our last encounter, the Family magic has informed me that two members of the House Black have started to bond this very morning, not long after my return to the Gringotts meeting say bond have been taken to a further step. As it is customs, I have thus drawn a betrothal agreement to protect the bonded from any external influence until the finalization of the bond.
I leave to your discretion the choice to either accept or refuse it.
Arctacus Scorpius Black
Head of the most ancient and noble of house black.'
Looking at the second document, it was indeed a betrothal agreement, already bearing the signature of the lord Black. Going through the document, she could see that it was ironclad, without any hidden clause, and would protect them both.
Even them, she just neatly fold it back, it wasn't her to make the decision, but her daughter, as a ward of the lord Black, Orion hadn't ah say in this, but he would be out of harm until he was fifteen and decide for himself if he wants 'ed to go through it entirely of not.
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As the two finally wake up from their improvised nap, they could both feel that something had changed into the other by simply looking into each other eyes. None of the awkwardness was present, only the feeling of being in the presence of a trusted kind.
As both were famished, Nymphadora mechanically takes his head, leading the two of them to the kitchen, under the gaze of the matriarch of the family.
Would it be another, not used to the wonder of magic and the profound change it could bring overnight, she would have been quite disturbed by the sudden closeness of the two, more so that they share a difference of seven years, drawing a disturbing picture for two so young.
Looking at them, she could easily see that they don't seem to be aware, or aren't bothered by the shared closeness.
While a magical bond between two would bring them closer, it also heavily influenced by the emotions of those concerned. This way, she could easily tell that both had a great interest in the other, and not only due to magic.
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The meal finished, the three return to Nymphadora room, and after he had changed into his newly purchased pajama, he was told to lay down by the Healer.
"What I am going to do is to vanish the broken and misshaped healed bones. With a particular potion, Skele-gro, will re-growth the missing bones. As the process is quite painful, I will put you into a magically induced sleep to ease the pain, alright?"
Receiving a nod for the boy, she let a slight sigh of relief. Not all children are willing to go through the procedure, but it was a need one sometime, more so for the poor boy.
"We will start with a limb each night before working on your ribs, one a time."
Again a nod, so she passes him the vial he drains without a second thought. Taking it back, she leaves him in Morpheus arms with a slight wrist motion, her wand in her hand.
Once everything is done, she vanishes the entire bones in his left leg, as Nymphadora lay on his right side before scooping him into a loose grasp.
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The following week then passes peacefully, each morning, Orion would wake up in the arms of his Nymmy while feeling a slight ache in the limb of his previously vanished bones. With those four limbs healed only, he already has a better posture after four days.
His ribs had needed him to be petrified into the correct posture to allow them to regrow in their right position. Thankfully, his skull has been knitted back from the only slight damage it had received. Even Vernon hasn't been foolish enough to strike a blow to his head, without fearing to bring attention to him.
While he heals the night, Tonks had taken on herself to follows her words, they would pass a great part of the day to emulate change in their body. Those exercises have been a blessing for both of them, Orion seems a natural at it, only needing the initial push, while Nymphadora gains in speed execution and control.
Those times, along the tv night they pass looking at movies he was deprived to see, have served at great bonding time. If one were to look at them, they wouldn't see a complete stranger that had encounter the other for less than a week, but close siblings clinking to each other.
Orion had slowly made it know that he wasn't clueless, academically speaking, that others of his age, as he grew to know the two girls. Even them, Tonks have continued to take bath with him.
They would pass a very short time without physical contact, and on the four days of his stay, she had finally spoken about the betrothal.
Needlessly to say the conversation has been awkward for Tonks, but andromeda has been surprised at how quickly she accepted the situation. After that, she became more blatant about her physical contact with Orion, to the point that she encourages him to touch her chest.
While she was aware of what would be frows upon the act, Andromeda knows better than to be on the way of a bonding couple, even if it was still weird to hear her daughter climax in the middle of the day while her chest was being played with by a nine-year-old.
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The statement from Gringotts has arrived the following day as promised, and she became white at the blatant thief Dumbledore has committed.
Other than the 90,000.00G he steals from Orion trust vault, he has taken all the possession of the late Lord and Lady Potter from their house in Godric's Hollow. Family grimoires, wands, and, to her horror, the blood of Lily.
From the Potter vaults, several artifacts of great value, be it sentimental, historical, or power was taken out, before the 24H sealing after their death was enacted.
The goblin's wrath at this must have been legendary, stealing Gringotts was a crime, desecrating the body of the deceased was a sin against nature. She learns from the letter that Dumbledore has been banned from Gringotts, the entire content of his vaults sized and given to Orion one.
Even his muggle investment has been discovered hand-sized, his brother has lost his pub in Hogsmeade and the ancestral house of the Dumbledore razed to the ground on Orion order after he found out what the man has done to his family. Unwilling to bring notice on him, they temporarily close his seat on the Wisengamot, out of control from the man, as he had taken it after appointing himself has regent of the Potter House with his status as magical guardian on the boy.
The funny thing in all of this was that the man himself wasn't aware yet of what happened since he hadn' responded to the mail of Gringotts, being away under ICW business.
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On Orion's side, life has been good the past week, is misshaped bones have vanished and growth anew, he had large meals and nutrient potion to go over the laster four years of starvation by the Dursley. Along with the bonding with Nymphadora, thus a boost from his magic, he was rapidly healing to normal proportion fitting his age, starting to even slightly outgrowth them.
He had been retrieved from school and would be homeschooled for now on by Andromeda when Nymphadora will depart for Hogwarts.
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"Thanks, Merlin, your finally back, Albus!"
Dumbledore has barly made back from his trip outside Great Britain, that he was accosted a distressed deputy headmistress.
"Minerva? WHat wrong, does something happen during my leave?" The old wizard frowning, hearing her.
"Yes, two days ago, we receive the visit of Gringotts goblins, I have attempted to stop them, saying that you weren't here, but they didn't bother to listen and directly goes for your office."
He whitens when he heard this. Receiving a visit from Gringotts was never good news. Storming surprisingly fast for a man of his age, he runs to the headmaster's office, only to found the front gargoyle smashed to bits, the entrance of the stair behind accessible to all.
Climbing the stair, the door has received the same treatment and was blasted in, leaving anyone able to enter the once secure office. Thankfully for him, the school year was done and only a small amount of professor was living here during the break.
He winces seeing the state of the previously pristine office. A great number of past headmaster's frames have been shredded by the shrapnel of the blown apart trinkets on the previous shelves.
The Pensive of the Potter family was missing and the rest of the memories that have been shattered by the same shrapnels, missing. The once full shelves of antic Potter books have vanished.
Entering his personal apartment being the office, he could see that all his personal effects have been carelessly searched, and a certain cloak was missing.
"What has to happen, Albus?"
The still fretting transfiguration headmistress would not receive a response as her employer vanishes in a light crack.
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Still mulling over what has happened to his office, Albus Dumbledore made his way to Gringotts in order to receive some explanation. Making grand appearance, in the hall of the bank, he cut short to the waiting line, facing a glaring teller.
"I want to speak with Ragnok immediately."
"Go back to the end of the line, wizard."
The old wizard brows vanished in his eyewatering bright pink hat when he was rudely dismissed like vulgar trash on the side of the road.
"See there, I am..."
"Nothing more than a client, back off, wizard." The habitually even tone of the goblin starts to fade into a more heated one.
Dumbledore didn't seem to either care or notice and push.
"I will not be spoken like..."
He was once again cut when he feels the tip of the three ends of the spear wielded by security goblin.
"Your presence in those halls is no longer appreciated, begone before we escort you deeper in them."
The situation finally seems to register in his brain as he was forcefully lead out of the bank under the shocked gaze of the large population of wizards that came to deal with the bank this day.
