Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ A fox, a bird, and a Shaman's prayer ❯ Summer Wishes ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

1Summer WishesNight of the Summer Solitice, Crestfield Manor, York"I don't care what you yearn for milady." The man hisses as he storms around the room. "I do not want to bear any part of it. Why do you think I have been entailing precautions during our couplings?""Je suis désolé (I am sorry) vous feel zat way Thadd, mais we need an 'eir for both my proprietorships et yours. Moreover, as mon 'usband, vous must 'ave a part of dis otherwise ze enfant will not inherit any of your 'oldings et further, your nom. It will go to your cousin et 'is progeny." The young woman sighs. "Any daughter of mine whether legitimate or no will come into all, while a son will only get certain 'oldings. I can deal with any scandal avec mon famille support, mais yours will dispute to claim your estates.""I don't care Feylinn, let them have my properties. I worry not if I have any offspring. We've only been espoused for two years wait another one or two beforehand bearing a screeching brat into the world." Thadd sneered. "I only wed you so that my family would leave me alone and so I could get a leg in with your blood ties. I crave to be unconfined for now. Go where I choose and do as I please. Not to be held back by a complaining, henpecking wife and a screeching brat who will one day..." Thadd retreats when he observes his wife's expression. He recognized he had overran his limits and divulged something he shouldn't have."One day what, Lord Thadd Draiman? Overshadow you in magick? Perchance procure all of my properties, titles, monies, et privileges? Never will youmerit sanction from any of ze ancients. In addition, if vous say I must beget an 'eir à vous (without you) den so be it. Just recall my Lord; I keep my titles as duchess an' such. Also my monies et properties if vous resolve to divorce moi. I was Lady Craven en avant (before) we wedded et I will always be Lady Craven après vous (after you) leave dis world. Now s’il vous plaît, depart, I must prepare for ze party." Feylinn declared as she turned back to the mirror trying not to let him see her weep."Go ahead you stupid bitch, be a whore, and whelp a bastard. But you will not be able to keep me from the power I crave from your family." Thadd declares as he bursts out of her room. And after a few thundering moments of pounding footsteps, out of the household."Oh Mère Gana 'ow could I've been so mistaken about Draiman? Mère Tara was right when she said not to wed one of ze Slytherin; fore he would bring me naught mais misery. Nevertheless, I longed pour an enfant to love an' to love me back. 'E seemed so right at ze time an ze one I truly wished pour is taken." Feylinn proclaims to the stillness around her. She lays down her head in her arms and weeps. After a while she stops and mends the damage and departs for the party. The party went as well as she could expect but after two hours she began to feel ill and was accompanied home by a friend.As they entered the townhouse, a peculiar mist ensconces in the air around them. The mist made them intoxicated as if they imbibed heavily on firewhiskey.Neither espied the vague image of a woman in the pitch-dark corner observing them. As the mist shifted to a fog, the two people began kissing and feeling each other, neither heard the whispered statement."I will not permit for that Slytherin brute to sire any of my bloodline. He will not get any of my darling grandchild's birthright; even if I have to make the child's father someone else. Come dawn, the young man she yearns for will be gone and my granddaughter will bear his child. Neither will retain much nor speak of what has happened." The woman confides as she dissipates into the fog letting the lovers be.
Two weeks later"M'lady, th' afta'noon owl 'as arrived an' there's an' impor'an' lookin' letter." The house elf notifies her."Merci Colwyn. When vous 'ave a chance send Cliona avec a pot of tea, s’il vous plaît." Feylinn asks him."Anythin' else Missy?" Colwyn asks with a twinkle in his eyes."Oui, Cliona et vous may take ze rest of ze day off. Now begone vous silly fool." Feylinn chuckles as he bows and leaves the room."Why you put up with that ornery elf is beyond me." inquired an older woman sitting beside her."Parce que (because) Tante Mina, j'adore 'im et dey've all been avec le famille pour years." Feylinn expressed absently as she unfolded the official looking missive. She read the first couple of paragraphs and let out a deafening shriek just as Cliona came in the room with the tea, almost causing her to drop it. "Non, non ce n'est pas possible (it's not possible)." She rereads the letter."What is it my dear? Please what has transpired?" Aunt Mina inquired as she came near Feylinn."It is from ze English Ambassador in Transylvania notifying me dat... dat..." Feylinn commences to weep and gazes out the window. "Thadd is deceased. Dey located 'is body ripped to pieces in ze woods near one of ze castles. Ze people of ze village said 'e was hunting pour some object dat was secreted in ze woods. Dey think a werewolf got 'old of 'im." She turns back to Mina. "Oh auntie whatever do I tell 'is Père? 'E will be so crushed. 'E adored Thadd so.""And you Feylinn? Did you not love him also?" Aunt Mina asked her gently. "Are you not overwhelmed by this horrendous mishap?""I fancied I did tante. I loved ze perception 'e was en avant we married. I only..." Feylinn halted before she said too much, but observed an queer expression on her aunt's face."It's okay my dear we shall not converse on the topic another second. Come we must conclude how to tell your father-in-law, if he has not all ready discovered the grievous news." Aunt Mina replied taking Feylinn gently in her arms.