TELL ME BABY }{ CORBAN

[CASSIE MERCER]

tell me baby what's your story
where you come from and where you going this time

At the Welcoming Feast, Cassie was too nervous to eat. She wanted to leave immediately, but as a prefect she had to help escort the younger years to the common room after the meal, meaning she had to stay. It was hard to focus on anything other than the curiosity about her mother that was killing her and the daydreams about sucking Corban off under the table. Her "friends" kept her mostly occupied, chattering about needless gossip that meant nothing compared to what she had to learn now. It was such a shame she and Corban had been too busy on the train ride here for her to ask many questions. There was no way she could ask them here at the table full of too nosy people.

"Cass, you seem a bit distracted," complained Veronica Chains.

"Sorry," she laughed in a clearly fake, sarcastic tone, "only my fork's a bit more interesting than who 'Tiffany Taran was snogging!'" in her best English accent, mimicking the auburn haired witch. "It was a tad distracting," she finished dryly.

"Oh, right," Penny giggled.

"Hmm," she muttered, stabbing her carrots.

What felt like an eternity later, it was time to lead their fellow Slytherins away, handing out the password, practically rushing downstairs. As soon as she was in she jogged to the sixth year boy dormitories, finding that Dexter Driscoll and Malachi Myles were already there, talking about the summer's Quidditch final. They paused when she walked in, but she ignored them as she stripped out of her clothes, crawling into Corban's bed in her panties and a tank top, pulling her bra out from under it.

"The girls are looking good this year, Miss Cassandra," Dexter said, eyes glued to her chest.

"Been working on that arse, too, I see," Malachi added.

Cassie grinned, wiggling her bum at them as she crawled towards the pillows. "Glad you think so."

As soon as she rolled onto her back, arranging herself into a properly seductive pose, she noticed Corban had joined them. She grinned, trailing her fingertips from her knee up her thigh. "C'mere, babyyyy. I want you to tell me everything."

tell me lover are you lonely
the thing we need is never all that hard to find

[CORBAN DEVILLE]

HEY KID, DO I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION
I KNOW THE WAY YOU'VE BEEN LIVIN'

Becoming a prefect was one thing, but Head Boy was another, and Corban knew enough to understand that there was no room for him to slack off this year if he wanted to stay in the running. His schedule was chuck full of classes, which meant lots of extensive homework. Then there were his duties as a prefect, and his Quidditch team on top of it. Balancing a solid reputation and manipulative social life on all of that was insane, but to top it off, he'd even managed a steady girlfriend. There was no time anymore for the shenanigans he used to pull in his earlier years, but Corban was quite happy with where he was right now, even if it usually meant he didn't get much sleep. He'd never sleep again if it would make Danna proud.

His studies and Quidditch and friends didn't occupy much of his mind at the time being, though. Just before boarding the train to Hogwarts, he'd had the pleasure of meeting his father. His father, Jesse, for the first time since he could barely talk! Corban didn't remember him at all, but he'd always tried to get details out of Danna. It wasn't easy, since Danna was so tight-lipped about it, and asserted that she was the only parent Corban needed. It wasn't that he disagreed, just that he was curious. But that wasn't even the half of it. His girlfriend, Cassie, was actually his full twin. That blew his mind, and he couldn't quit thinking about it. What was hotter than that? Nothing, Corban was sure.

He looked up more than a few times during the Feast to find Cassie looking back at him, and he'd wink or grin knowingly before one of his buddies would smack him on the shoulder, and he'd be brought back into the conversation with laughter and wild stories about what his summer had been like. The Slytherin boys in Corban's year always liked to top each other with stories of summer adventures, even if they had to stretch the truth thinner than paper. Corban usually won these tall-tale games, usually because the things his family went through during the summer provided him with enough true stories to blow all the lies out of the water.

"Bigger than a dragon!" Vincent was saying, describing a common housefly he had apparently magically enlarged a month or two ago. "Oh come off it, you expect us to believe that?" he chuckled, shaking his head. "It's true!" Vincent insisted, carrying on about how he'd managed. Corban just shook his head, drinking his pumpkin juice and listening to them all go on and on. A mysterious long-lost father and girlfriend who was actually your twin would top any of these jokers, but spilling those beans might not be such a good idea. Besides, he usually liked to wait until he was inevitably asked, and then he would conversationally recount his mindblowing tales.

Tonight, though, he couldn't bring himself to care much about table conversation. He wanted to be out of here, and see Cassie as soon as possible. He glanced up at her again to find her looking back, and flashed her the grin that was just for her. How he couldn't wait to get her in bed after all he knew...

And just like that, the feast was over. Corban forced himself to get up leisurely, instead of being the first one to jump up and dragging the first-years to the dorm by their ears. He didn't dally, though, clapping Dexter on the back and excusing himself from his circle of friends. Once the new students were in the dorm, and everyone had the password, Corban glanced around. There was only one other prefect still working with the young ones, trying to help a first-year girl find her pet toad. He figured his work here was done, and he took the steps two at a time to his own dorm, not at all surprised to see Cassie sprawled across his bed.

Corban grinned almost predatorily, catching the tail end of what Malachi was saying and punching him playfully in the shoulder. "Lay off the wishful thinking, why don't you?" he teased, sliding onto the bed next to Cassie and running his hand up from her ankle, over her knee, and along her thigh. "Everything, hmm? Well, we've lived all over the place, for one. And Mom's the most incredible person in the world, for another. I'm not even really sure where to start with her. Tell me about Dad," he asked eagerly, grinning down at Cassie as his hand continued to roam over her body.

"Ooooh, are you two tying the knot? Just one big family, hey?" Dexter teased, while Malachi made loud, slurpy kissing noises. Corban rolled his eyes and grinned.

"You are so far off it's not even funny. Just give a guy some alone time with his girl, will you?" he countered, and the two laughed and went off, still joking with each other about engagements and weddings.

LIFE SO RECKLESS, TRAGEDY ENDLESS
WELCOME TO THE FAMILY

[CASSIE MERCER]

tell me baby what's your story
where you come from and where you going this time

As if anyone would ever guess the truth. Cassie smirked as Dexter and Malachi left, enjoying the feel of Corban's hand moved all over her. Just a look had her melting, but his touch made her feel like she was dying. In a great way, of course. Unable to resist, she leaned in to kiss him deeply, pulling her body closer to his.

"I'm sure life with Mom is more interesting," she muttered, but would deny Corban absolutely nothing. "He's great. Strong, powerful, tough. It's almost like living in the army...Only he likes me more than the others," she giggled. "It's no wonder, y'know. Xavier, Viola, and Jadis are completely useless! But...Oh, I don't know. It's exciting. We've traveled all over. I've seen him kill before. It's so thrilling. He could stand to kill a bit more, mind you. That'll never get old. He's told me so much about mom, but I want to hear about her from you. He hasn't seen her in fourteen years, but you have. And you've been raised by her. I just...I dunno what to say. It's just my life...It doesn't seem nearly as exciting as living with mother."

Aside from the few times she had been part of anything, or really seen anything, it seemed so dull. It wasn't as though she had partaken in much or seen nearly enough. Not compared to knowing who her mother was and imagining what life with her might be like. "Have you fucked any of our other siblings? Is it better for you, knowing there's blood relation? It was for me, and I didn't think it was possible to enjoy sex with you more."

tell me lover are you lonely
the thing we need is never all that hard to find

[CORBAN DEVILLE]

HEY KID, DO I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION
I KNOW THE WAY YOU'VE BEEN LIVIN'

Corban kissed Cassie back just as passionately, loving the way her breast fit perfectly in his hand as he fondled it teasingly over her shirt. The thrill that ran through him was far more than just the product of a summer spent apart. Cassie was his twin sister, Corban reminded himself, and it was hard not to feel almost giddy with excitement.

"Of course he does," Corban grinned when Cassie told him that Jesse liked her best. Corban certainly liked her best out of all of his siblings, and they were far more impressive than the rat bastards surrounding his father. Maybe they'd make good soldiers if Danna got ahold of them, but they wouldn't be much good for anything else. Not like Cassie was, Corban thought deviously.

Cassie went on to tell him about Jesse and what life was like with him, saying that he raised his children like they were in the army. Corban nodded, understanding completely. Living with Danna was no picnic either, but it was never boring. "You have?" he asked, intrigued when Cassie told him how she'd seen Jesse kill. She wanted to know all about life with Danna, though, and Corban just grinned, running a hand through his hair.

"It's awesome. We've lived in huge houses in France, Egypt, Bulgaria, everywhere. She's always tracking down enemies to take out or to put in the basement to play with. You should see the torture chambers she has, it's unbelievable. Floggers, shackles, knives, acids, all sorts of amazing stuff to play with, though she rarely lets us go down there. I did get to torture Jorgen Fawley before she killed him, and it was so much fun. Especially doing it without magic," he recounted, remembering clearly how powerful he felt as he brought scream after glorious scream from the man's throat with his own physical strength, not needing the wand at all.

"She trains us every day. Combat, mostly, but there's other stuff, too. And there's no room for failure. It's not even a possibility that I won't be Head Boy next year, because that's what she wants, and believe me, she fucking gets what she wants. It's hard, but I love my life. Tell me more about how Dad kills. Does he kick the door in, wand ready, knowing that they can't do a thing to stop him? Or is he quiet?" Corban asked eagerly.

He grinned, licking his lips when Cassie brought up their blood relation, sharing his belief that it made everything that much hotter. "If I thought you were hot before, it's nothing compared to now," he promised, his voice dropping an octave or two as he dipped his fingers beneath her skirt to run teasingly up along the area between her legs. He shook his head when she asked about him fucking any of their other siblings. "Nah. Courtney caught me jackin' it once and I let her watch. Something might have happened if Danna hadn't called for her right after, but that was the closest it ever got. I haven't fucked her ten ways to Sunday like I have you," Corban answered, dark eyes nearly black as he grinned down at her.

LIFE SO RECKLESS, TRAGEDY ENDLESS
WELCOME TO THE FAMILY

[CASSIE MERCER]

tell me baby what's your story
where you come from and where you going this time

Life with Danna sounded perfect. Not that she didn't love her father or her life with him, but they were talking about Danna Deville! She was the most feared witch right after the Dark Lord, and that was only because he wanted to be seen that way. Danna could easily surpass him if she pleased, at least the way Cassie heard it. She sighed dreamily as he described their basement torture chamber, how he got to torture someone before he was killed, and Danna training them.

"He's amazing," Cassie assured him, sliding her hand between his legs, rubbing his crotch slowly, yet firmly. "He's very sneaky. Silent. He's in and out fast as can be, could kill a person before they even knew anything was happening. He's like the Killing Curse you don't see coming. One second your brushing your teeth before bed, the next your dead, and you don't have any clue how it happened. I take it mom's the opposite? In stories, she always did seem more flamboyant...Like murder and torture were shows to put on. I wanna hear all about it! You must have seen her at it."

Cassie bit her lip at the seductive tone her brother took on when she brought up how much better sex was now that they had this new connection. Jealous as she was at the thought of Corban with other women, she wasn't stupid. Someone as godlike as he could and would have his choice of women, and far be it from her to deny his desires. But she well knew that no one worshiped him the way she did, and no one would ever need him as she did. He was everything to her. It did appease her somewhat that she was the only of their siblings he had fucked, though she wasn't naive enough to think that would always be the case. She would only have to settle for making sure she remained the best.

"She is cute, isn't she?" Cassie pouted. Moving her hands to the mattress she swung a leg over him, straddling his waist. "What about them? Our siblings? What are they like? Does mom have any other men in her life? Will you be staying here a while?"

tell me lover are you lonely
the thing we need is never all that hard to find

[CORBAN DEVILLE]

HEY KID, DO I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION
I KNOW THE WAY YOU'VE BEEN LIVIN'

Corban recounted with pride the things that life with Danna brought about, and he didn't even scratch the surface. There was so much more excitement and adventure to tell her about, as well as his own achievements in training and other areas in which he'd managed to earn Danna's favor. It was difficult with so many siblings, but it only pushed him to be better every day than the person he was yesterday.

He listened eagerly as Cassie recounted Jesse's foreign and stealthy ways of murder. Corban's father seemed to prefer the shadows to the limelight, sneaking in undetected and ending life without a sound. No one would even know anything had happened until the body was found, it seemed. His father moved like a ghost, taking lives right out from under the noses of others. Corban imagined it in his head, liking what he saw very much. Of course, it wasn't as theatrical or extravagant as the stuff Danna pulled, but it was interesting in its own way, and Corban should like to see what Cassie had seen.

"Oh yeah," he affirmed when Cassie told him of the rumors about Danna and her style of killing and torture. "She makes it into a whole event. It's her favorite thing to do. I swear she can feel everything they are, because she can bring them within an inch of their lives and refuse to let them die. Echolls has been in our basement for months like that. I've heard him beg her to let him die, but he's her game. Her toy. And she wants them all to know it. You should see her, the way she gets wrapped up in their blood and their screams. It's like she's entranced by her own power. It's incredible," Corban told his sister. He could easily go on and on with his mother's praises until it was time for class the next morning, and even then he was sure he'd still have more to say. Instead he grinned, stretching his legs luxuriously and answering more questions while Cassie moved her hand over the growing arousal below his belt.

"Of course she's cute," he answered her with a grin in regards to Courtney. "She's our full sister. She's not as cute as you are when you pout like that, though," Corban teased, lightly tapping Cassie's protruding lower lip. He sighed in pleasure as she straddled him, running his hands up her thighs and over her hips and stomach to grasp momentarily at her breasts, before reversing the journey and beginning again. "The rest of them aren't as good as me and you and Courtney, I don't think. At least not the ones younger than us. We have lots of older siblings that are away doing Mom's work. They're pretty cool. Christian's the oldest, and he's Mom's favorite without a doubt. She likes Cynthia a lot too. I just hope I can be half as awesome as they are one day," Corban admitted, dreaming of all the missions his older siblings got to go on, and the days when he would make Danna proud in that way as well.

LIFE SO RECKLESS, TRAGEDY ENDLESS
WELCOME TO THE FAMILY