Mr. And Mrs. Black (Sirius)

[Marvolo Gaunt]

An explosion sounded behind Marvolo as she dodged another spell, jumping over a table she slid across what she didnt clear and hit the floor. Wood splintered around her and she escaped out of the front door of the old tavern. She'd been following a lead about some of her former allies and heard that this tavern served more then just stale mead. It also served as a meeting place for snatchers and at the moment that was not exactly the place she should be. Gravel crunched under boots as she made her way out onto the country side she whirled and shot spell after spell at the henchmen. Some deflected others went flying or crumpled to the ground dead.

It was supposed to be a covert operation, she didnt think her face would be so well known after fifty years but once a general was exposed it seemed many didnt forget. All it took was one scorned son of a man who died under her command and next thing she knew it was open season. The ones who either dodged her attacks or deflected circled in closer, she felt fifty years of being out of practice making her sluggish when a jinx hit her hard in the chest throwing her into the burly arms of one of her attackers.

A fist fell connecting with her jaw, pain ricochetted in her head and stars exploded behind her eyelids. A knee slammed into her gut and her wand was ripped from her hand, she crumpled too the ground the tang of blood in her mouth as her split lip gushed down her chin. She felt hard boots slamming into her ribs and body pain exploding all over her. She looked up in time to see a man pulling back his boot to kick her when she took the lull in attacks to shift, the wolf appeared scaring the attackers half to death. She grabbed the man's leg in her mouth her powerful jaws snapping bone and tearing through sinew and flesh. Blood filled her maw and she yanked dragging him down, she attacked brutally her jaws snapping down on his throat tearing it out. Smoke threw back her head and howled deep and full into the night air her voice filling the remote mountain area.

She shifted back into a woman standing as she spat out his flesh and turned to the men her hair flattened by her blood and mud. She held out her hand and her forgotten wand flew to her finger tips. Grinning savagely she said with a raspy growl "Who's next?"  With renewed vigor the mob bared down on her a mixture of wands and spells, a dagger found its home in her side and she loosed a broken scream before shoving it into it's owner's gut and turning to the next opponent.

[Sirius Black]

Entering the tavern with his hood up Sirius scanned the area looking for the man Malphas had found beforehand that told him he could give him some info on Harry's location in exchange for some gold. Sirius did no bring the gold, but brought his own fists, and the man would speak, no matter what it took, the man would scream Harry's undisclosed location and Sirius would finally be able to find him.

As he took a seat he saw commotion and saw a woman running from a mob attacking them at each time she could. Of course this brought Sirius' curiosity out, and he followed slowly, taking small steps as the sound of violence and fighting got louder and louder.

When the woman turned into a wolf Sirius' eyes widened and Padfoot instantly reached out from inside him poking his brain, "Marvolo?!" he asked in a low tone. When she returned to her beautiful, gracious yet powerful human form, Sirius had no doubt he was in the presence of his wife, and as all the men began moving towards at once from all sides, he smirked.

He b lined for her, clearing an entire path of men he destroyed in his way at a huge speed, stopping in front of her Marvolo, holding his hand out to the rest of the group. "Hello darling" he said with a chuckle, twisting the wedding ring in his finger.

[Marvolo Gaunt]

Marvolo threw a man over her shoulder to the ground the air escaping him with a powerful woosh. She slashed across his throat with the stolen dagger when the sound of men dying reached her ears. She turned almost savage with rage and the need to let out her agony when her heart stopped. "Hello Darling" the animalistic anger that had been consuming her soul paused "Y..you couldn't be" she hissed but she knew it was true, the tattoos, the eyes, the scars, the strong set of his jaw. "I burried you" she croaked her eyes wide with shock. "I-" she moved to speak but a roar of an attacker made her scowl she spun on her heal grabbing the man she slammed his arm out of it's socket and smashed his face into the dirt.

The men surrounding them, those who still stood stared at the couple with mixed rage and horror. Marvolo turned back to her husband, she took a few steps to him laying a hand on his chest. "Sirius?". his name always brought up a horrid ache in her soul but this moment it was more a leap of joy that followed.

[Sirius Black]

Annoyed that these foolish buffoons were interrupting his reunion with his wife Sirius clenched his jaw and growled, and his body began shaking uncontrollably and once Marvolo had uttered his name, Sirius shot from where he stood leaving lightning behind, as he ran from foe to foe ripping throats and separating heads from necks with his bare hands.

When he finally stopped he was drenched in blood, and half the men were already laying dead on the ground, as Sirius feasted on the blood. "They say ... what doesn't kill you makes you stronger," he chuckled a dog like laugh, "And I'm definitely not dead," he now laughed insanely as he once again stood up, cracking his neck violently.

"I trust you can kill the others whilst I have my meal, yes storm?" He asked whilst he had already pounced on a corpse and began sucking it free of blood.

[Marvolo Gaunt]

"Storm" his voice was like a caress as he said her old nickname, she watched him dive onto another corpse and every question as to how her love had come back to life was answered. To a point. "With pleasure." she said with a dark grin, she shifted and attacked a bystander blood exploding around her matting down her fur as she devoured and destroyed foe after foe switching from wolf to woman as she went. Finishing them off she turned into a human again and watched as Sirius ate with fascination. She never thought she'd see him again but fifty years later he was here..

[Sirius Black]

A single survivor aimed his crossbow at Marvolo, probably one of the bystanders who had gone and hidden away so he wasn't torn to shreds by the wolf. Ready to pull the trigger, Sirius smirked and in and instance had caught the arrow in mid-air, breaking it apart with the force of his fingers as he grinned evilly at the man who tried to harm his wife. "Do you want to.. ? Or can I?" he asked his wife as he shattered the crossbow to pieces with a move of his hand, blood still dripping from his fangs.

[Marvolo Gaunt]

Marvolo had returned to human form turning to him as he stopped an arrow from killing her. "he's yours" she hissed darkly, her bright blue eyes blackening from anger but still she wouldn't deny her now vampiric husband the simple pleasure of blood.

[Sirius Black]

His eyes vibrated at her response and once he winked a smirk was formed and he was on the man, giving him no chance to run or scream before Sirius' hand was strapped around his throat. Lifting him up into the air, he felt the air leave the man's lungs, and so, Sirius shoved a hand roughly into the bastard's torso, grabbing a handful of veins and arteries at once and ripping them from his body along with a few bloody ribs.

Hearing the man try to groan made him clench his grip and bring the man slightly down. Flashing him his fangs Sirius lowered his head and shoved his teeth into the man's neck, at first enjoying the blood flowing into his mouth, but then with one twist of his jaw his fangs slashed the jugular and the man finally scream just as Sirius sucked all blood from his body.

"Done," he said as he let the man go off his teeth's powerful grip. "One less sheep running from the wolves," he cracked his head. Turning on his foot he was in front of Marvolo in an instant, "Hello," he uttered in a low tone, narrowing his eyes and and widening them slightly afterwards, and then, offered Marvolo a grin as he licked his bloody velvet lips.

[Marvolo Gaunt]

She watched with a satisfied smile as he killed the man, before the curse she had always loved watching him pick off men on the battle field, making there deaths come faster then she thought possible. It seemed that in death he found himself even faster then before, as he appeared in front of her so quickly her hair blew back a bit, her eyes widened and she muttered "wow.." her heart pounded and her cheeks turned red under the blood on her face and mouth with mild embarassment. She was married to him, for over fifty years now and yet there re-uniting felt almost like the day they first met. She could remember how nervous he made her and her pulse fluttered "its good to see you.." she said in a low voice a smile creeping along her lips again "..not just good..phenomenal...i thought..well that i was truly lost now that i would never see you again." her pale hands touched his arms lightly, so small against the muscles of his biceps as she let them slide up his arms to his shoulders. He felt like Sirius, smelt like him, his eyes felt like they were seeing her soul and she swallowed hard.

[Sirius Black]

His hands traveled to her waist, and he grabbed her firmly picking her up easily, and slowly holding her higher and higher until she was just slightly above his head. Inclining his head back he kissed her softly, just once, a quick kiss, "Did you really think I'd die that easily?" he asked but before letting her answer he invaded her mouth, his tongue licking around hers as he forcefully pushed his lips against hers, before pulling back and bringing her lower lip with him, his fang piercing her lip quickly sucking some blood into his mouth and slowly swallowing. "I'm a persistent fucker," he added with a thick irish accent added on purpose to show he had learned a few things from his time away from everyone who had fallen under the curse.

[Marvolo Gaunt]

She almost pouted as he pulled from kissing her, his hands on her waist a reasuring weight. As he kissed her fiercley she barely contained a moan, the kind only he knew how to illicit from her. She gasped when he bit her and couldn't help but laugh at his irish accent "well who said you can' teach an old dog new tricks eh padfoot?" she teased him kissing his cheek then his jaw.

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