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Aemon Targaryen, the Ocean of Souls

“Die! Die!, DIE!!” shouted the twisted shadow, totally out of its mind, while the giant snake continued to attack with everything it had

The shadow was powerful, and if Aemon hadn't trained with Donna, this fight would have meant his death

However, to Tom Riddle's misfortune, the young dragon's soul was strong

And it shined gallantly and fiercely, as strong as a dragon

Arrax roared, blocking the shadow's attack with his shield, and responding with another blow of his spear, piercing the side of the weakened shadow

And for every blow the huge snake received, Tom Riddle lost his human appearance more and more 

The human appearance was becoming distorted, evidently weakening

And it was time to deliver the final attack

"Let's end this Arrax" said Aemon, inhaling hard

Arrax did not respond with words, but with actions, the spear flashed with golden flames, and with lethal precision, the king of the dragons delivered the final blow to the shadow's head, while the flames burned it from the inside

The snake twisted as it was charred inside, while the man's shadow screamed loudly, bringing its hands to its head

Aemon watched impassively as the flames consumed both shadows, until they melted into a kind of red liquid, dissolving their essence into the infinite ocean of souls

Seeing his enemy defeated, Arrax opened his jaws and roared into the sky, raising his spear, at the same time as the street of London began to disappear

"Excellent hunt Aemon, but we are not done" said Arrax with determination

The young dragon nodded determinedly

“That soul, it was different from the ones we saw with Donna, it was...incomplete," Aemon said, trying to find a correct way to express what he observed

Arrax nodded

"Broken, mutilated, an abomination, the soul is sacred, it is what makes us, US, that a disgusting being has dared to mutilate it in such a way is an insult to life itself, a depravity," he blurted out

Aemon was silent and said

"I must go back, I am exhausted, we will talk about this matter later," promised the young dragon, making Arrax nod

"I'll wait for you in the usual place, take the time you need," said Arrax, disappearing

Aemon closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was back in Grimmauld Place, his body was totally exhausted, there was blood around his eyes and on his hands, the cursed locket was totally shattered

At the same time the door of the room slammed open, showing Kreacher, Clarissa, Harry, Narcissa and all of Aemon's women, all staring at him with great concern

“FATHER!! BROTHER!!” Clarissa shouted full of concern, as she tried to enter, only to be stopped by Lucrecia and Narcissa

"Wait dear, something bad happened here," Lady Malfoy said, looking at the unconscious Sirius and the kneeling Aemon

"My Lord, are you all right?" Narcissa asked suspiciously, watching as Aemon stood up with difficulty, catching his breath

The young Lord simply nodded, still fatigued by the raid

"I'm fine, we both are," Aemon said, walking over to Sirius, waving his hand and throwing an enervate at the Lord

Ignoring the gasps of surprise at the simple, but powerful action

A wandless spell

"Sirius, stand up" said Aemon, seeing the Lord growl, shaking his head quickly, evidently bewildered

“What's wrong? where am I?” Sirius asked with difficulty, holding his head

"We're in Grimmauld Place, you were under the influence of a dark artifact, this thing" Aemon said, showing the destroyed locket, hoping Sirius would know something about it.

To the disappointment of the young Lord Stark, there seemed to be no recognition on the Lord's face, however, Aemon got a response from the most unexpected source

The Blacks' old elf, Kreacher, who began to weep at the sight of the broken locket

“It’s gone! Kreacher is free! Master Regulus last wish was accomplished! it's gone!” sobbed the elf, totally out of control, as he knelt at Aemon's feet, his eyes totally fixed on the remains of the artifact

"What the hell are you talking about, Kreacher?" said Sirius, while he hugged Clarissa, who refused to let him go

And for the next hour, a heartbroken elf spoke about the kind master Regulus, about the Dark Lord's assignment, and about the last moments of the former young master

And with every word, Aemon could see something break inside Sirius, his hands trembling, and his eyes threatening to shed tears, though Lord Black did his best to hold them back

However, Sirius’ resistance was broken, upon hearing Kreacher's last words

"Master Regulus ordered me out of the cave, and Kreacher... Kreacher watched as his body was dragged deep into and…" and at this point, the elf simply cried again, unable to continue

Narcissa put a hand to her mouth, her eyes shedding tears, as Sirius hugged her daughter, her face contorted in utter fury

"Clarissa, why don't you go with Lucrecia and Harry to explore the rest of the house? Your father needs a moment," Aemon said calmly

The young witch nodded, giving a big kiss to her father, who did his best to smile, without really succeeding in the attempt

As soon as Aemon, Narcissa and Sirius were left alone, the young Lord silenced the room, just at the right moment that Sirius let out a heart rendering scream, his face was furious, full of pain, but above all

Full of regret

“Damn it Regulus, DAMN IT!! WHY?” shouted Sirius, who began to destroy everything around him

Aemon simply remained silent, this moment was necessary for the affected man

Sirius continued to destroy, scream and curse, at least until Narcissa stood in front of him and, without any qualms, slapped Sirius in the face

"Control yourself, you are Lord Black!" Lady Malfoy said furiously, though her eyes also contained tears

Sirius didn't react, his face contorted with fury and unparalleled hatred

"He's dead Cissy, Reggy is dead, doing what it was right, he died alone like a dog and I wasn't there to do anything about it," Sirius shouted out of his mind

"My brother needed me, and I... I wasn't..." At this point, the fury was gone, and Sirius simply shed tears in silence, it was evident that the remorse was

"You can't save your brother, but you can avenge him," Aemon said, lifting the shattered artifact, drawing the attention of both Narcissa and Sirius

“What do you mean?” Lord Black asked, staring at Lord Stark

"I mean that the person responsible for the death of Regulus, who committed this abomination, is still alive and we must end him" Aemon said with determination, as he lifted the shattered object

And at those words, Sirius focused all his attention on Aemon, Lord Stark's words gave him something he desperately needed

A goal

"I hear you," said Lord Black, focusing all his attention on Aemon as well as Narcissa

He had to talk to the rest of the coalition, especially Harry, if the dark Fool was still alive, his brother would be the first target

And if Riddle thought he would find Harry alone and weak, he was in for a rude awakening

They had a lot to do, and little time

Harry James Potter, Wolf’s Den, the next day

The young Lord Potter was frowning; the news his brother had shared with him were troubling

"Are you well, brother?" Aemon asked cautiously, worried about the

Brother, that word did not fail to fill Harry with a warm feeling, the young Lord Potter nodded softly

“I'm fine brother, what do you have planned?” Harry asked, looking at him expectantly

Aemon smiled proudly and said

"Simple, we'll get ready, Clarissa, Draco, you and the girls will be in intensive training for the rest of the holidays, I'll talk to headmaster Dumbledore to assign extracurricular schedules during the school year, the dark fool is after you, we'll make him regret finding you" Aemon swear with determination, as his magic shook the entire castle

All the members of the alliance and vassals looked with suspicion and respect towards Aemon

"Lucius," Aemon said firmly, causing Lord Malfoy to stand up and bow his head

"My Lord," said Lucrecia and Draco's father

"You will give me a complete list of all your former master's followers, names, positions, addresses, everything, we will begin to clean the place" Aemon ordered, causing Lucius to bow his head in total submission

"It shall be done, my Lord," said Lucius, before sitting down again

 Aemon nodded once and then, looks at Lady Alexandra Koslova

"As soon as Lucius gives us the information, the clan will start organizing the heists to get rid of everyone, one by one, no witness, no mercy" said Aemon, surprising Harry

"As you order, my Lord," said the Russian witch, bowing her head

To their null surprise Lord Potter, all the members looked pleased and approving of Aemon's actions, Prince Rajit and Takeharu Kirijo nodded, understanding Lord Stark's actions, Lord Delacour and Greengrass were evidently pleased by the plan, however, Sirius and Narcissa were the ones who supported the plan the most

To the young lion's little surprise, considering what happened to his godfather's brother, Harry couldn't blame him

Just thinking of Clarissa or Jon in the same situation that Regulus Black was in...

Harry shook his head quickly and focused back on the meeting, he wouldn't gain anything by getting furious today

The rest of the meeting was about economic performance, Stark and Potter products would begin to be exported to Asia, courtesy of the Kirijo group, apparently, who had returned to magical Japan stronger than ever

Courtesy of the ring that Aemon had gifted to Mitsuru, an upgraded version of Samuel and Filch's magic ring, which would allow the Kirijo heiress to access something she could only dream before

Magic

Harry remembered the beautiful heiress's tears very clearly, trembling with emotion, as his brother held her by the waist and taught her how to cast a levitation spell, the devotion that the young Gryffindor saw in the redhead's eyes was only certainty of the Kirijo clan's total loyalty to the Stark and Targaryen houses

Harry spent more than three hours listening to the performance of the alliance's finances, listening attentively as Lord Delacour and Lord Greengrass reported on the behavior of the market on the continent, without overlooking the pride in the voice of his fiancée's father

Harry could understand, the fortune of the Greengrass of England was entirely his and his family

"That would be all, I invite you to take a short break while the elves serve dinner, I must talk alone with my brother" Aemon said calmly

At the order, everyone stood up, except Harry, bowed in respect or submission, and left the place

Leaving the lion and dragon alone

"You're taking this conversation with more maturity than expected," Aemon said with obvious pride in his voice

In the past, Harry would have blushed and stuttered, but that Harry was in the past, that Harry didn't have the most amazing brother in the world, nor did he have the most beautiful and talented witches of his generation at his beck and call, he didn't have his family's legacy on his shoulders

The Harry of today? He smiled confidently and nodded slowly, like the Lord he was, and said

"We'll do something about it brother, that's what's important, we'll train hard, and when the time comes, we'll be done with this," Harry swore with determination

Aemon smiled even more proudly and said

"That's what I wanted to hear, due to the change of plans I will not attend the Quidditch World Cup, Rossana is waiting for me in Nova Roma for the last expedition, I will talk to Lorenzo and arrange the marriage" said the Lord of the castle with all the calm in the world

“And your wedding with Lucrecia?” Harry asked curiously

"That will be in Yule, Lucretia comes of age in November, so a traditional celebration in Yule will be the most appropriate, that Mother Magic and the Old Gods bless our union," replied his brother, making Harry nod

“It is evident that you want to talk about something more brother, what disturbs your mind?” Harry asked

Aemon looked at him with a soft smile, leaned slightly forward, and placed his hands under his chin

"You have become astute and observant brother, and you are right, there is something we must talk about, the future," said his brother calmly

Those words confused Harry, who gestured to signal that he should continue speaking

"It's time for you to find out the truth, my origin, my home," Aemon said, beginning to alarm Harry

“What do you mean?” asked the young lion

"I'm talking about my future brother, of knowledge beyond your current comprehension, of our future, as brothers, you have a decision to make," Aemon said seriously, alarming Harry even more 

"What do you mean, Aemon?" Harry asked with a frown

The young Lord inhaled hard to compose himself and replied

"I mean that there will come a time when you will have to make a decision Harry, a very important one, there will come a day, when I will have to leave England, and I want you, Clarissa and the rest of the alliance, to leave with me when that day comes," said his brother, confusing Harry even more

"Leave? Where will you go brother?”

Aemon only smiled sadly and, using his magic, summoned the Stark family's pensieve, which, apparently, was ready to be used

“It will be easier if I show you, shall we start?” he asks

And Harry nodded, standing up and standing next to his brother

They both looked at each other firmly and a few moments later Harry was no longer in Wolf's Den, but in a kind of forest, with a huge and magnificent tree, with white wood and red leaves

"It's time to begin," Aemon said solemnly

The young Lord Potter had no idea that what he was about to see would change his life plans and long-term goals

Forever

Rossana Vallens, Palace of Dawn, Nova Roma

"Are you not ready yet, my daughter? Your future husband will arrive any minute," said his mother entering her room without bothering to touch

Rossana was being dressed by her servants, witches with pathetic magic and insignificant lineage who were sworn to serve her in each and every one of her whims

What normally translated into carnal pleasure and entertainment, Rossana enjoyed making her servants squeal with pleasure, while they writhed and trembled like fawns

The eldest daughter of the Vallens house was ready to dazzle, a classic Roman dress, adorned with the best magical jewels of the city, with a blood-red cape and a dragon brooch to match her gold choker, both things made something quite clear

Rossana Vallens belonged to Aemon Targaryen

And for Merlin, just thinking about makes her pussy drenched with desire

"The whole banquet is ready, I don't know if Lord Aemon will arrive with companions, your father read the expedition report and is quite impressed, everyone in the city expects to see a dragon rider arrive in the city in centuries" said her mother as she stood behind Rossana and massaged her shoulders with a proud smile

The young Vallens rolled her eyes and said

"Don't worry, mother, my beloved fiancé will arrive in style" Rossana said with a smile, anxious for Aemon's arrival

And speaking of which...

“ROOOOOAR”

A powerful roar shook not only the room, but the entire palace, the roar was powerful and domineering

A statement, a challenge, one that, Rossana knew, no one in town would respond to

No one was stupid enough

"He's here," Rossana said with obvious emotion, walking to the balcony of her room, accompanied by her mother and her maids, at the same time that another roar was heard, this time closer

"Magnus Oculus," Lady Tara Vallens said, creating a kind of magic lens and allowing all the witches to observe the horizon

"Oh look at that," said her mother with evident appreciation on her face and Rossana agreed with her

From the clouds, the imposing figure of Arraxys, dressed in his powerful armor attracted the attention of the entire city, the powerful magical being was elegant and enormous, with white scales and red membranes, he moved through the air with elegance and lethality

And mounted on the back of the mighty dragon, was Aemon

HER Aemon, her owner and her future husband

"Is that our master? He is very handsome and so…virile!" said one of the younger servants, looking at Aemon with obvious emotion in her young face

And Rossana, for some reason, felt proud in the looks of longing and envy

Behind the imposing presence of Arraxys, the even more impressive sight of Aemon's enchanted ship was present, piercing the clouds of the city and flying calmly towards the Palace

"Come on my daughter, your future husband is here, you must receive him as he deserves," said her mother with determination

Rossana nodded and looking at her maids began to give orders

"Listen everyone, from now on you have a new master, my future husband, and his colors are black and blood red, I want everyone's red dresses and black cloaks, adorn your necks with the chokers I prepared, hurry up, your future Lord has arrived and we must receive him as he should," Rossana ordered firmly,  her stern voice, causing all her maids to bow their heads and run to obey

Rossana nodded in satisfaction, Aemon was here, which meant that she would soon stop being a Vallens and become something more

Rossana Targaryen, a powerful name, a unique name

The name of a queen

And this queen had to receive her king as it was due

Walking towards the exit of the room, she gave one last order

"I want you all ready as we practiced for the ceremony," she ordered, nodding with satisfaction to see how they all nodded with evident desire and emotion

Things in the city would be... Quite interesting