***A/N*** Hey guys! Back again with an update! Heads up, this chapter contains 18+ content so as always please keep the comments respectful! Also if you have name suggestions for new baby Weasley drop them in the comments and I'll take them into consideration! Hope you enjoy, bye for now! xx
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I wake up with a dull ache in my jaw and a massive headache. Ophelia is passed out in my bed, taking up most of the space and Theseus is nowhere to be seen.
Theseus.
The muffled sound of his groans and the shattering of bones fills my ears and tears well up in my eyes all over again. He's dead, isn't he? His father said that he'd kill him.
I pull the blanket out from Ophelia and wrap it around myself. The clock on my bedside table says seven in the morning. Mum and Dad should be up by now.
I can hear the soft mumblings of Mum and Dad in the kitchen as they start their day. I doubt the shop is going to be open today after the chaos of yesterday.
What was I doing again?
Theseus. Where is Theseus?
I check around the corner and look into the kitchen carefully. Mum and Dad have got their foreheads pressed against each other. Mum looks like she's been crying. Dad has one hand on her stomach and the other on her face.
I open Freddie's door and slip inside. Freddie is sitting on his bed talking on the phone in hushed tones. He looks up at me with sad eyes then nods over to the bed where Theseus is sleeping before continuing his conversation.
I stand over Theseus for a minute, admiring his features. He looks a lot like his father, but he's not him. I have to remind myself of that.
Theseus is not his father.
He nearly died for you.
I curl up into his makeshift bed with him. He stirs and opens his eyes, "Cassiopeia," he whispers.
"Hi my love," I whisper back to him.
I brush some hair out of his eyes and he winces, "I'm not dead am I?"
I laugh softly as to not interrupt Freddie's chat which I've learned is with Evie, "You're not dead."
Theseus smiles, "I thought you were," he whispers before placing a soft kiss on the tip of my nose.
"I thought you were too," I whisper back to him.
"I'm sorry," he sighs and brushes the hair out of my face. He opens his own blanket so I can scootch closer to him and he can actually hold me. "I'm so fucking sorry."
"Sorry for what? It's not your fault."
"I –" Theseus thinks for a moment, "I should have known he wanted more than just me to date you or whatever. No one should have had to..."
I kiss his lips as softly as I can so I don't cause him pain, "Theseus, it was not your fault."
A few tears fall from his eyes and hit the pillow. I kiss them away and he sighs, "How are you feeling?"
I shrug, "A headache, nothing a bit of Advil can't fix. You?"
"What the fuck is Advil?"
I laugh and Freddie throws a pillow at us to get us to shut up, "Just a bit of medicine."
I think I fall asleep, cause the next thing I know Freddie is tapping me on the shoulder, "Mum wants to talk with us in the living room." He says quietly, "Theseus, can you walk?"
I sit up and get out of the bed so that Theseus can swing his legs around and stand. He's a little wobbly but he manages to stay on his feet. Whatever potions that Nan gave him last night seemed to work wonders. Freddie, Theseus and I walk into the living room. Ophelia is already sitting on the sofa with Mum. Dad, Theo, and Annie are nowhere to be seen.
"Hey," Mum says softly. Freddie takes a seat as far away from Mum as he can by the looks of things. Theseus and I squeeze into the big chair together.
"So..." Mum says, "I don't really know where to start. First of all, Theseus, I'm sorry."
Theseus holds my hand tightly, "Sorry?"
"Last night, I was focused on Cassiopeia. I saw her lying on the floor and I knew I had to protect my daughter. From where I was standing I couldn't see... I couldn't see what he did to you," Mum takes a second, "I'm sorry. I'm so terribly sorry."
Theseus reaches over to Mum and takes her hand, "There's nothing to be sorry for."
"Your Dad's dead," Freddie says in a monotone voice, "My mother killed him." The look on Freddie's face when he stares at Mum is something I've never seen before. Besides when he used to get into fights at Hogwarts.
Theseus doesn't let go of Mum's hand, "You did...?"
Mum nods and she almost looks like she's going to break out into tears, "I – I couldn't let him, get away with those things, what he was doing to you, what he did to my daughter..." Mum looks at Freddie and Ophelia in turn, "If I knew you two were there I wouldn't have..." She chokes on her words and Leah moves over towards her and wraps Mum in a hug, "If I knew that you two were there I would have handled it so much differently. I haven't done magic like that in so long and I forgot what it does to a person and I..." Mum holds her hands out and shrugs, a few tears fall down her face but she doesn't brush them away, "And now my son looks at me the same way I looked at my mother."
Ophelia glares at Freddie, "Would you have rather Mum leave him there so that he could chase after us?"
Freddie stays silent.
"Thank you," Theseus breathes out, "Thank you so much."
Mum looks up at him with sad eyes, "I..."
"Thank you, for killing my father. It sounds strange and I know it does but for the first time in I think forever, I can breathe." Theseus' accent comes out more when he's upset I've noticed. Over the past couple year's it's sort of faded and switch to a more British-sounding one but when he's upset like this he sounds like he did when I first met him.
"I had the same exact conversation with Molly," Mum laughs, trying to hide how emotional she got, "I had to obliviate your Mum. It was for the best... I'm sorry."
I can't read Theseus anymore. He hated his Mum as much as his Dad, that part is common knowledge. But I don't think he was expecting to hear that.
"She remembers you, of course. I would never go that far. But not your father, not what he did to her or how he died. For all she knows, she raised you as a single mother." Mum clarifies which seems to put Theseus in a much better mood.
"Are we done here?" Freddie asks as he stands up, "Bloody starved."
We all watch as Freddie goes into the kitchen. Mum looks like someone just ripped her apart from the inside out.
I politely excuse myself from Mum, Theseus, and Ophelia and follow my brother into the kitchen, bringing my blanket cape with me.
"He deserved everything he got," I say to him.
Freddie ignores me.
"He wanted me. Like wanted, wanted me. Apparently, Bellatrix made a deal with his father during the second wizarding war and promised Mum to him but Uncle Harry killed Voldemort and Mum went off and married Dad and this guy had to flee England and marry someone else that his Dad found for him and... Freddie look at me when I'm speaking to you."
Freddie rolls his eyes and slowly turns to look at me.
"There wasn't a chance of me getting out of there without Mum and Dad, I'm certain of it."
"Yeah but that..."
I raise one of my eyebrows, "That what? A fifty-year-old man essentially taking a seventeen year old girl hostage with plans of marrying her all because her mother married the love of her life years ago doesn't mean that Mum should have protected me in the best way she knew?"
Freddie goes silent. There's no way he could say anything right now that would justify his feelings towards Mum right now.
"Mum did what you did countless times at Hogwarts. She stood up for her family. A man like that would not have stopped after one of your schoolyard beatings and you know that."
"Cass you didn't see her. She liked it. She wanted to kill him."
"Dark magic is a scary thing to practice. You remember what I did to you, to myself.... Tell me, what would you have done if you got there before Mum? If you got there and saw me lying on the ground unconscious, would you have let him walk away?"
He goes quiet again before putting the jug of pumpkin juice back in the fridge and going out into the living room with Mum and the rest of them.
Dad comes back with Annie and Theo not too long after. Mum doesn't look like she's been crying anymore and we decide to never bring it up ever again.
"So," Dad says as he hands everyone breakfast sandwiches he got from the shop up in the alley a little ways, "before everything happened yesterday, you lot overheard something that your Mum and I were speaking privately about."
I look at my siblings confused out of my mind, "Uh, not me. I was too busy being on the verge of death or whatever with my boyfriend."
Dad chokes on his bagel and looks at me with wide eyes, "Darling it's too early in the morning to make trauma jokes."
"Anyways," Mum says trying to get everyone back on track, "It's not how we wanted you to find out, but yes we are having another baby."
"So you two were really like, 'ah christ we've lost one... better get another one on the go' huh?" I say.
Dad laughs but Mum rolls her eyes and continues with her speech, "This was totally unplanned. I did not want to have any more children, but your father and I have decided to keep the baby."
Ophelia takes a bite of her sandwich and talks with her mouth full of food, "I figured as much. We wouldn't be having this conversation if you weren't keeping it."
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Annie asks. She looks like she's the most excited one out of all of us. Maybe she just doesn't get what a new baby in the house is going to mean given that she's the youngest.
"You can't tell if it's a boy or a girl from a picture," Theo says looking at Annie, "We all thought I was a boy."
Annie shrugs, "Suppose you're right. Sorry for asking."
Mum and Dad look at each other, "Theo's right, we won't know how they identify until they are able to tell us. However..."
Dad looks at Mum again and she rolls her eyes, "They're a boy... unless they tell us otherwise."
Annie, Ophelia, and I instantly start groaning while Freddie breaks out into a huge smile, "Oh thank Godric!" he says, "If it was another girl I wouldn't come back for the summer."
"And you lot are in charge of the name this time. Mum and I have had to name five of you and we're running out of good ideas," Dad says, "So you've got what love? Six months, till the baby is born. Whoever comes up with the best name gets a prize."
Mum and Dad suggest going out and actually enjoying today instead of being cooped up in the flat and everyone but me and Theseus agrees. I can tell that Dad's not the biggest fan of leaving me and him alone in the flat together but Mum doesn't mind it in the slightest.
"We'll be back around dinner I suppose. If you could take come chicken breast out of the freezer at three? Then when we get back Dad can start cooking?" Mum says as she gets Annie her outdoor stuff.
"Oh, so I'm cooking tonight eh?" Dad says to Mum.
"I'm carrying your sixth child George, you're cooking every night for the rest of my life."
Dad laughs like 'ohohoho' as they all leave through the front door and down into the shop.
Theseus pulls me closer to him on the sofa, "Want to watch a movie?" he whispers.
I look up at him and kiss his neck. His breath hitches in his chest and I smirk a little, "We can watch a movie yeah. What're you in the mood for?"
"Nothing scary please. I've had enough scary things to last me a lifetime it feels."
I sit up a bit and reach for the remote sitting on the coffee table. Theseus squeezes my arse as I sit back down and I laugh, "Near-death experiences turn you on or something?"
"I thought I lost you Cassiopeia, I'm just thrilled that you're still here."
I sit in a way so I can look at Theseus and he looks at me, "Speaking of..." I whisper, "Promise me that you'll never do that dumb 'I'll die for you' thing ever again? It was very Gryffindor."
Theseus pulls a face and I laugh, "Never call me a Gryffindor again."
I move closer to him so our noses are touching, "Okay," I whisper.
Theseus' eyes flick from my eyes to my lips, then back to my eyes, "Are we watching a movie or can I snog you for a bit?"
"Oh my god," I laugh.
He shrugs, "Isn't that what two lovers are supposed to do right after they've flirted with death? Have crazy hot sex to show each other just how much they mean to one another?"
"You said a snog, not crazy hot sex."
"Are you saying no to crazy hot sex?"
"No, I'm definitely not saying no to crazy hot sex."
"Well then?"
"I'm scared you're not fully healed and I'll hurt you."
Theseus laughs, "You could do anything to me and I wouldn't complain for a second."
"Theseus I'm serious..."
Theseus brushes his thumb against my bottom lip, before bringing his hand down to my chin and guiding my lips to his.
It's soft. He kisses me like he's just as scared of hurting me as I am of hurting him. I've seen him at the brink of death essentially and now he's here, kissing me. But the longer we kiss, the more desperate for his skin against mine I become. The more I want to rip all of his clothes off and show him just how much he means to me... the longer we kiss the faster all that worry fades away.
Theseus and I part for less than a second before he pulls me back into him harder than before. It's not gentle anymore, its desperate, hungry, full of need rather than want.
Without breaking the kiss I climb onto his lap and lower my hips so they are pressing against his. Just the contact I make with his body makes Theseus groan against my lips. He pulls me in closer to him by my arse. I snake my arms around his neck and pull him against me so hard that I can barely breathe out of my nose cause his face is pressing against it. I didn't expect it to go this way but his fingers are already creeping up underneath my shirt. They're cold against my hot skin which sends shivers down my spine.
We get sloppy, so desperate for each other that we forget to make sure our teeth don't clash against each other or that we have to break away to breathe. I start rocking my hips against his in the same rhythm of our kiss. The air around us feels like it gets ten degrees hotter.
He breaks the kiss for just a second and I realize that we're both panting, gasping for air. He smirks before crashing his lips against mine again, with the same desperation as before. I drag my hands down his chest and start pulling his shirt off. He helps me and breaks the kiss just enough to get his shirt off and to the other side of the living room. Instead of kissing his lips again, I kiss across his jawline and down to his neck, just underneath his earlobe.
Theseus whimpers and bucks his hips up once. I smirk against him and move away so I can see his face, "Desperate are you?" I whisper.
Instead of responding with words, he pulls my shirt off of me in one fail swoop and attaches his mouth to my collarbone. He nips and sucks on my skin and I can't do anything but moan in response.
It's not long before my bra is off and tossed over by the fireplace, "I thought I lost you," Theseus whispers.
I pull on his hair and move closer to him if that's even possible, "I'm right here darling," I whisper back to him before kissing him with an open mouth.
His tongue slips inside my mouth and presses against mine as he flips me over so my back is on the couch and he's on top of me. His hips grind against mine and I can feel him getting harder. Our breathing gets harder. His one hand makes its way to my pyjama bottoms and he quickly unties them and slips them down my legs. I kick them aside as Theseus gets his own bottoms down and out of the way.
"We should –" Theseus takes a sharp breath inwards, "We should go to your room, just in case."
I laugh and nod as Theseus stands up from the couch and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his torso and suck on his neck as he carries me down the hallway and into my room. He slams the door behind him before walking over to my bed and tossing me on top of it.
I sit up on my elbows and watch Theseus as he sorts through my bedside table to find a condom.
He crawls back over to me as he rips the condom packet open with his teeth. I reach out with my right hand and begin to stroke him slowly, getting him harder than he already was.
"fuck," Theseus grunts. His eyes roll to the back of his head and I smirk to myself. The power that I have over him in moments like these turns me on more than anything else.
I flip him over so that I'm on the top and I take the condom from him before sinking down off the bed and sitting on my knees.
Theseus sits up and tilts his head to the side, "What're you doing?" His voice is laced with sex. That's the only way to describe it.
I stroke him with my hand again a few times and I can see everything he was thinking about. I sit up just slightly and place a gentle kiss on his tip.
The noise that escapes Theseus' mouth causes butterflies to erupt in my core. Lick up the bottom of his shaft and kiss his tip again before wrapping my lips around his length. I start slow, swirling my tongue around the tip and slowly moving my head up and down.
Theseus moans again. When we first started dating he was nervous about letting me hear his moans, but now he doesn't care who hears just how good I make him feel.
He bucks his hips up and I nearly gag because of the sudden movement. I move my hands to his inner thighs, squeezing and pressing down at the same time so he can't do that again as I pick up my pace. I relax my throat and try to take as much of him inside my mouth as I can.
Theseus grabs the back of my head with one hand, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling. Not enough to hurt but enough to feel phenomenal.
"oh god," He groans. His length twitches in my mouth. Once, twice....
I pull away from him and pop my lips before looking up at Theseus through my eyelashes.
"What... what the fuck?" He asks as he catches his breath, "I was so... so close!"
I smirk at him before placing the condom I took from him earlier on the tip of his dick. I lock eyes with him as I wrap my mouth around his length again and put the condom on with my mouth.
I sit up and crawl back onto the bed with a smirk on my face, "You were saying?" I whisper
Theseus gulps, "That was the hottest thing you've ever done."
"Yeah?" I breathe, before kissing his lips ever so softly, "You sure about that?"
I look into Theseus' eyes as I line my entrance up with his length and slowly bring myself down on him. He laughs and groans all at the same time and rests his hands on my hips. I start rocking my hips in a back and forth motion and gasp, tossing my head backwards and drawing my nails down Theseus' chest.
He watches me with lust I've never seen before as I essentially fuck myself with him. He guides my hips with his hands, his nails biting into my skin.
"God you make me feel so good," I moan as I slowly pick up my pace.
"Cassiopeia... fuck," Theseus groans. He sits up and pulls me into him. The position is more intimate than it was. Our chests pressed against each other, our hips grinding together in sync. He thrust into me, once, twice... I see where he's getting at and I start to bounce up and down on him.
Theseus watches my tits bounce up and down in his face as he groans profanities at me. I use the grip I have on his shoulders to move faster.
"Oh fuck, oh god yes!" I cry out, "Yes! Ah – ah god! Yes!"
Theseus kisses me with an open mouth, we moan against each other and whine each other's names as we get closer and closer to our release.
"I love you, god I love you, Cassiopeia fuck," Theseus groans, "Oh god! Fuck!"
Hearing him moan my name like that makes me want to hear him come more than I already did. I pick up my pace ignoring the growing stiffness in my knees from keeping this position for so long and start to leave dark hickies across his neck and collar bone.
Theseus moves one of his hands off my hip and down to my heat, he starts to rub slow, intimate circles against it and my thoughts go cloudy. My eyes roll to the back of my head out of sheer pleasure and I toss my head back, exposing my neck. Theseus takes this chance to give my neck the same treatment that I just gave his.
His fingers playing with my heat, his length hitting my core each time we move, his lips against my hot skin, and his laboured breath are enough to get me to come right then and there.
"I'm close Theseus, I'm so fucking close!" I gasp.
Theseus smirks against my lips before bucking his hips into me again and again, each time hitting my core harder and harder than before. The pleasure of it all washes over me in waves as my legs begin to shake and I scream Theseus' name, "Ah god! Theseus Fuck!!!"
Theseus groans and his length twitches inside me as he reaches his high too. We grind our hips together and fuck through our orgasms.
"And to think," Theseus says catching his breath, "If we died yesterday we wouldn't have been able to do that ever again."
I laugh, my chest heaving as I try to catch my breath. I stay sitting on top of him for a moment longer before crawling off and wrapping myself in a fuzzy black blanket that I have on my bed, "I'm glad you didn't die. But I don't think I'll be able to walk for a bit." I lie back on my bed and Theseus rolls on top of me, crushing me under his body weight.
"Really?"
"Yeah, you arse. When Mum calls us in for dinner I won't be able to get out of my bed and you're going to have to explain to my parents why that is."
Theseus laughs and kisses my sweaty forehead, "I'll just tell them that near-death experiences make for really good sex."
"Right yeah just tell my Dad that actually yes we can't be left alone together because we will in fact have sex. You're right to worry."
"I mean..." Theseus rolls off of me, "He is right to worry. Our clothes are thrown around his living room and I've got to throw a condom out in his rubbish." Theseus takes off the condom and ties it so that nothing... spills out.
"You can't throw that out," I say.
He turns around and looks at me, "You... wanna keep it? A souvenir?"
I scrunch up my nose and he laughs loudly, "Clearly my parents ah... aren't using protection so they're gonna know that it's not theirs. And Evie hasn't been round yet."
"So what the bloody hell do you want me to do with it?"
"Dunno, there's a spell for it right?"
"Ah yeah, condom bombardum."
I swat at Theseus' arm and he laughs again, "I'm serious! You've got to get rid of it somehow."
"Why don't we just toss it out of your window?"
"And have some little kid step on it? Gross!"
Because we are bickering, neither of us heard the front door open, or the gasp, or the footsteps coming to my room till the door burst open. Ophelia is standing there with our clothes in her hands and her jaw wide open.
"Oh my god!" She screams, "You're so lucky I volunteered to come up here and get Dad's glasses for him!" She stops and looks at Theseus and tilts her head, "Is that really what a dick looks like?"
Apparently, Theseus forgot he was naked and yanks a blanket from across the bed so he can cover himself up, "Oh my god," is all he manages to say.
Ophelia throws our clothes into the room, "Not judging or anything, I mean maybe a little. But like... is that really what a dick looks like? It's just... dangling there? In your trousers?"
"Get out!" I throw a pillow at my sister but she dodges it with ease, "Get out! Get out! Get out!"
Ophelia laughs, "I'm just curious! I mean I can take mine off whenever I want, is it like... uncomfortable having it just in your trousers all the time? Have you ever accidentally sat on it?"
Theseus is blushing like mad and is too frazzled from just having sex and also being bombarded with questions about his dick from my sister that he doesn't respond.
Ophelia looks around the room, "Christ Cee you didn't even turn on any music or sprinkle flower petals everywhere? Shameful."
My eyes widen and I throw another pillow at her, "Get out!"
Ophelia catches the pillow with one hand and tosses it back to me, sometimes I forget that she's the Slytherin keeper and she can catch anything and everything thrown at her, "Fine. Fine. I'm leaving. But if you get pregnant the same time Mum's pregnant with our baby brother it's going to be so bloody awkward around here."
"Get out!!!!!"