Altair gritted his teeth as he walked through the corridors of Hogwarts. His impromptu orgy was interrupted by a call from Lily Evans. Apparently, the teacher wanted to discuss the details of his upcoming stay in Japan.
"Ah, Altair. You look awful. I hope I didn't interrupt anything important," the teacher had seen Altair's group leaving the Great Hall together. Even her daughter, Azalea, had joined them.
As a mother, she was concerned that her daughter felt obliged to have a relationship with Altair in order to be close to her sister.
"Just... small matters of leisure. Your daughters seemed more disappointed than I was," Altair was direct; he had felt more at ease with her since his last encounter with the Professor.
"Were they?" she asked, a little surprised at his boldness.
"You said you wanted to discuss things about my stay in Japan. Shall we begin?" He was not happy to be interrupted, but more because he was suspicious of the teacher's motives. Jealousy.
"Exactly," she seemed to swallow her words. Her daughters were of age, after all. "There have been... complications. As you know, I am Dumbledore's daughter."
"A well-kept secret," Altair said. He was genuinely surprised by this information. It was really hard to guess. It wasn't in the canon.
"It is no longer a secret. My father thought it best to make it public. This, added to the leaked video of my daughter," she said with a reproachful look. "I'm afraid it will lead to harassment of my two daughters. Harley and Azalea. I've already received a call from Potter, who wants Harley to cut off contact with you. The moron wants Harley to say that she has been abused by you. Lily looked him straight in the eye, waiting for him to say something.
Altair gritted his teeth. He would soon start modifying the W-phones to add security features and ensure that nothing like this ever happened again.
"It won't happen again."
"Even if Harley doesn't care, it will affect Azalea," Altair rolled his eyes. The girl would probably study the reaction of the Hogwarts population. "I don't like your relationship with my second daughter," he said bluntly.
"Is that why you interrupted us?" he said carefully. "She... isn't there for Harley, at least not any more. I wouldn't have tolerated her advances if that had been the case," he explained his situation.
"Proud, huh?" she said, biting her tongue. "Is she one of those girls you use and forget the next day?" she asked cautiously.
"No," he replied sincerely, even planning to include her in his research once he had more confidence in her.
"I hope you're being honest," she said before changing the subject. "Anyway. Even though they're both adults, I'm afraid he's going to force them to act in public. They're not Charles, they don't like attention that much... maybe Harley, a bit," she whispered the last part. She thought of his daughter, who had raised her hand in the middle of the great dining room when her father was talking about the leaked video.
"I'll take her with me to Japan then," Altair offered quickly. "Do you trust the demons?" he asked.
"No. But my father does. He signed a special contract, similar to the one you will sign when you get there. Apparently the deal is very favourable to them. They have offered an abandoned Shinto temple as a residence. It's guarded by the queen of a member of the Gremory family," she explained. "It seems they want you to form ties with the Gremory heiress, but they want to be subtle about it," she continued, looking at the boy's furrowed brow. "They also offered a mansion in the city as a second option." The decision is yours. Altair closed his eyes as he thought.
"I will choose the temple," he said, preferring the peace over living in the city. He would consult his coven later. "What do you mean by 'queen'?" he asked.
"The queen is one of the evil pieces."
"Evil pieces," he repeated, savouring the words, sure he had heard them before. It wasn't the last time they talked about that subject. Before, in his previous life.
"They are inspired by conventional chess. A king, which would be the owner of the pieces. A queen, two rooks, two bishops, two knights and eight pawns. Their function is to turn humans or other species into demons. Servants of the king," she explained calmly. "I was hoping you would ask first, as you will receive a set of pieces thanks to the deal."
"Too much has happened and I put it aside," he said sincerely. His mind was thinking about using the pieces to turn his coven into demons. He would have to think about it with each of them.
"Well... you won't get the pieces until you reach the power level of a middle-class demon. That should be around 120,000 Evans," she said, looking him in the eye. "The king piece will give you a boost, probably enough to reach the high class or close to it."
"120,000 Evans is middle class?" he asked. "How much is high class?"
"About 160,000," she said with a sigh. The professor's Evans were close to that amount. Not that this information was public.
"I see," his 30,000 Evans suddenly didn't seem like much. Still, he thought about his chances to grow to that point. He hadn't used the tickets to reset his stat points. He hadn't made many connections yet either.
Besides, a relationship with a magical creature like the Veelas gave more points than with a normal witch. 'How much would I get for a demon?' The idea became more attractive the more he thought about strengthen ties with the Gremory heiress and her queen.
"Be careful with demons. I'll trust my father's judgement. I'll trust you with my daughters," she said in a moment of vulnerability.
"Why don't you come with us?" he asked her directly. The teacher frowned at him. "Wouldn't it be safer that way? Besides, Potter might try to attack you too," he tried to convince her.
"I... have things to do in Britain," she said, a feeble excuse. She could imagine the atmosphere she would find in Japan.
Raw, unbridled sex. Her daughters would probably be involved in depraved acts. She didn't think she could stand it.
"You can't leave them for a few months... for your daughters?" he asked.
Lily lost herself in his purple eyes for a moment. Her argument was invalid.
Even if her daughters enjoyed sex with the stallion in front of her, it was selfish to leave them alone in a foreign country. Where they could be exposed to unknown dangers.
It was true that her research at Hogwarts couldn't be transferred to Japan, but she could still start new projects there.
She would feel safer being close to her daughters. Close enough to protect them. Besides, she had already dealt with a pseudo-demon like Voldemort. If only because she had caught him off guard, she had managed to destroy his physical body.
"I'll think about it," she said finally. The boy stood up when he heard that. "Altair," she called, "I need your research on the regeneration potion. Do you have it available?" The boy's face faltered. Most of his research only made sense in his mind. What he wrote were scribbles that only he would understand. "The demons asked for it," she continued. "I hope you focus on getting it done in the next few days... don't let your recreational activities distract you," she said with a stony face. The boy rolled his eyes as he walked away. Deep down, she felt a small satisfaction at keeping Azalea away from him for a while.
The thought of her daughter, a smaller version of herself except for her grandfather's blue eyes, having a relationship with Altair caused her conflict. More than with Harley. Perhaps it was his physical appearance that made her want to be in her place.
'I'm thinking nonsense,' she thought. She couldn't be jealous of her own daughter.
Lily knew that the demons had signed a contract promising not to harm any of the people travelling to Japan, and even to protect them.
'Contracts can have loopholes,' she said, justifying her suspicion.
She didn't want to admit that she wanted something to happen over the summer.
She closed her eyes as she remembered the last time she was alone with Altair, remembered his hands caressing her legs. She also remembered the shower that followed. She looked at her fingers; they had helped her to relax.
'Azalea,' she thought of her daughter. She didn't want her anywhere near Altair. Even if the girl really wanted to be with him. Lily wanted to prolong it. 'Maybe it's already over,' she thought about how long it had taken Altair to call her into his office. Or it could have happened in the last few days.
'Stop acting like a jealous girl, Lily,' she told herself as she continued her work.
"Jealous, pfft," she scoffed at her own thoughts.
The years of abstinence have not been good for her mind.