Looking at the letter in my hand, I couldn't help but think about the past when the group of four of us would go around playing and having fun. Turning around, I could see the only member who still stayed with me, wearing a homely apron while she baked a cake, something she had secretly practiced several times.
I decided that it wouldn't hurt to accept this invitation. After all, it would make Petunia happy if I patched things up with her sister... although there were things that would bother me if I didn't know that this timeline is temporary and no one could take away what was truly mine. Setting that aside, I walked towards my current wife and hugged her from behind, starting to play with her a little.
Yes, I got married. It was Petunia's dream, and I decided to fulfill it for her. Truthfully, that wedding and this marriage meant nothing to me; I didn't feel like it was something real. But it made her happy. I feel that if I were to get married for real, it would be in a different way, on my terms.
It was a simple ceremony, with Petunia's parents and the Scamander couple among other guests. Although I had told Newt and Tina that they didn't need to come, not to mention that I didn't want them to come, I couldn't stop them. Even when I explained that this meant nothing, they responded with "Still, it's a wedding to attend."
The most important part of that ceremony, besides Petunia's overflowing happiness in the form of tears, was that Lily attended. She spoke quite a bit with her sister, but with me, it was just a few somewhat cold words. Not that it didn't improve, but she clearly didn't want to engage with me much. That's also why I'm surprised by this letter.
I got married a few months ago. We had a two-week honeymoon, which wasn't longer because Petunia begged for mercy and to end it early so she wouldn't "suffer/enjoy" any more. The honeymoon was sex, sex, and more sex in Petunia's words... if you also overlook some unusual things we tried. For her, it was too much, even beyond the already high normal amount for her, and that's why it ended prematurely.
Anyway, Petunia and Lily kept talking to each other, more so after the wedding, and now, after so long, Lily invited us to a gathering to meet her partner. I won't say I was happy, but I also didn't hold much resentment. I knew how things would end, so I could let things like this slide.
Thinking about that, I lifted Petunia's dress up and started fucking her hard in the kitchen, which was pretty dangerous, but it was hot in more ways than one. Ignoring Petunia's words, I enjoyed our marriage in my own way and only let her go when I saw the time on the kitchen clock, knowing I had to leave. Petunia scolded me for causing her cake to burn and then went to sleep, hoping that whatever I was up to, I would end up too tired to do anything strange at night.
Petunia suffered from my curiosity. It wasn't a joke that we did many perverse things over the years, and the truth about that is that I used her to... how should I put it, explore my sexuality. Knowing this was temporary, I wanted to find out what I liked and didn't like, like the time I took her to Andra's brothel and we used her chains, gags, and whips... an interesting experience. Things like that, one after another, were too much for her, but a discovery for me. With Andra as a guide, I tried many things and found some I liked more than others.
...
I arrived at the Scamander house as agreed upon and met my adoptive parents in this world, particularly Newt, who called me this time for some reason.
When I arrived, I found him sitting in his armchair in the living room, reading the Prophet. He was focused, and he only noticed me when I got close enough. With a smile, he invited me to sit next to him. I didn't forget to greet Tina when I arrived; I knew what would happen if I didn't.
"How's married life treating you?" Newt asked.
"You've asked the same question every time we've seen each other for months, and I've already told you that nothing has changed," I rolled my eyes at that question. If I didn't know he was doing it on purpose, I'd be worried that the old man was starting to lose his memory. "Why did you call me? I was going to come in two days with Elise once I got the tonics you needed. Did something happen?"
"Not much, nothing bad. I just wanted to give you something, nothing more. Nothing ever happens anymore since my retirement," he said somewhat wistfully.
"Old man, we've already talked about this. You're old enough to retire and for other reasons..." I said, moving my eyes towards the kitchen so I wouldn't say names out loud and face the consequences. "Besides, if an important job comes up, I can handle it. You know well about my abilities, and you taught me yourself. And I already told you that if you want to go out a bit, we'll organize a trip to a forest, desert, or mountain. You know I don't mind going out together on a small expedition, but we have to plan it in advance or at least discuss it with the boss."
"Yes... I think it would be good," he said with a weary expression. Then, glancing around to make sure no one was watching, he leaned in with a more spirited look and whispered with excitement, "I heard about sightings of a Qilin in China and a massive dragon breakout in Russia. Both are possibly false, but which one do you prefer?" He asked as if he had already decided that we would embark on an adventure.
"Old man, let's leave that for later. First, tell me why you called me," I changed the topic, as it was possible that if I indulged him too much, we'd end up packing our bags to leave tomorrow.
"Right, right... I wanted to give you this, an early Christmas gift," he said, taking something from a small table beside the armchair. "Merry Christmas."
"It's still a month away... What's going on? Is this year's party canceled?" I asked as I took the package that felt like a book and unwrapped it, revealing a book. "Fantastic Beasts and Their Secrets," I pronounced as I read the cover. "...by Newt Scamander and Red Scamander. This...?" I asked with a hint of surprise.
"It's the book I've been working on since we worked together. I finally finished it, and I'm giving you the first copy. All of our joint discoveries are in there," Newt said.
"It's fantastic, I've been waiting for it for a long time. I thought you'd never finish it and would just give it to me to continue for you," I said happily about the gift. I had assisted Newt with this work, not just in the research part; my touch was also on this book. But until now, I had only seen parts of it. Now, finally, it was complete in my hands.
"Well, I did take quite a while, but that's because I was caught up in another project... which brings me to your second gift," he said, handing me another package of the same shape.
I took the package and, just like before, tore off the wrapping to reveal another book. However, this one surprised me even more. "The Mighty and Wild Love of Two Beings," I said with a hint of confusion. I couldn't believe that Newt had written a romance novel, but then I read the dedication.
"In commemoration of someone very dear to me, a part of my family, and my son in everything but blood. Who showed me that there is no couple so odd that love cannot create, and whose love is no less than any other particular couple's. I dedicate this book to him and his partner Elise, who taught me a lot, like the fact that no matter your age, there is always more to discover..."(Red)
"Everything I learned from you and other investigations is in here. In fact, I was hoping you'd come with Elise to show it to you. Although considering her opinion on books, it might not matter as much. It's not the usual material I produce, so it might not be great, but I put effort into making it as good as possible. I hope you like it, as it was the result of all the time I spent living with you in the forest and the rest of your time here."(Newt)
"I... didn't expect this. It's curious and impressive... I... thank you," I thanked him as I contemplated this book that was dedicated to Elise and me. Every word in it seemed like a kind of honor towards us, not literally, but in a spiritual sense. Though perhaps few would notice, as they don't know us.
"It was hard to keep this scoundrel from putting your very private stuff or excessively sexual content in it. After all, he hope it's an educational book. He even talked to Dumbledore to have it included in Hogwarts," said Tina, who came in with a plate of various cookies she had baked.
"I just want the younger generation to know about the new discoveries and..." He didn't finish the sentence as received a deadly look from her wife, who still wasn't convinced when thinking about what she had seen her husband write. He didn't seem to see the issue in certain details that weren't suitable for children.
"Thank you..." I responded to that, somewhat uncomfortable, unable to avoid imagining Newt writing and Tina beside him yelling at him. But, glancing at Newt, I saw how he made the "revelio" spell gesture with his finger, letting me know that he had indeed put those things in, but had hidden them. I knew how the old man was, so I wouldn't be mad at him.
In the end, I asked Newt to sign these books for me too, alongside Tina, as I thought it would be nice since they were part of these stories. I spent some more time with them and chatted. I knew I would see them in a couple of days since, in a way, thanks to my clones, I spent four days a week here, or more when Elise was with me.
"So, the Christmas party isn't canceled?" I asked.
"No, it's just this old man who couldn't wait to give you your gift," Tina replied.
"And what if he had seen it at the store unintentionally?" Newt complained.
"They already told you the same ones would be published at Christmas," Tina replied, but Newt wasn't convinced and grumbled, 'What if not...?'
"Well, that's good. Then it's about time to start preparing the gifts. You know the resentment I endure every year because 'The spirit of giving doesn't bring them anything'," I said in an exaggerated tone. "I'm heading off; I'll be back with what you asked for."
And so, I left, thinking that Christmas and the annual family gathering were approaching. Newt's children had eventually accepted me; they were upset when I took the last name, but everything smoothed out when they saw my sincerity towards the elders. I believe that in the end, they were also somewhat pleased that there was someone accompanying their parents the way I did, especially when they realized I was as peculiar as their father and we were perfect companions for each other.
The children who were no longer children were always by my side, except when they found out about my thing with Petunia the time I brought her here to celebrate Christmas. They turned against me thinking about Elise, until they discovered about my still steady relationship with her and my polygamous life. They were confused for a while, then curious, and then everything almost returned to normal.
Well, on one of those Christmases, there was a funny event where one of Newt's eldest granddaughters, who seemed to be going through puberty, which made her having knowledge about my relationships give her some not-so-innocent ideas. The innuendos were clear, almost too much, but I didn't do much as I had respect for the elders and considered them my family...
I didn't fuck her, since she was technically my niece... but I can't deny my actions, since during that dinner I practically groped her under the table in an inhuman way, to the point of making her cry. Not from suffering, but from not being able to bear having to contain her orgasm in the midst of all her relatives. She had to make many excuses for both her tears, her blushes, and her sounds.
When she finally came to my room to complain and urge me to finish the work, it seemed like my touch had shattered all inhibition and purity within her. She nearly jumped onto me, ready to ravish me if I refused, and right at that moment... I accused her with Tina, and her expression was priceless. I didn't escape unscathed either, but it was quite amusing. The elders knew what I was capable of and even understood my restraint in not going further, almost thanking me for it, yet I still faced the consequences.
I believe that the future partners of that girl will hate me to death, as my skills have transcended over all these years under Andra's teachings and the acquisition of the [Sexual Arts] ability, which automatically refines my movements to be maximally efficient with each girl, reaching perfection. This has led to that girl experiencing levels of pleasure that would be nearly impossible to recreate without me or similarly abnormal things.
It's amusing to see her at every Christmas, casting me looks of both hatred and anticipation, visibly offended every time she ends up having to sit next to me when there are clearly other empty seats available. Well... that's family...