Chapter 48 : On board

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Harry Potter - JK Rowling
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Published:2022-10-17Updated:2023-12-11Words:157,236Chapters:61/?Comments:377Kudos:868Bookmarks:132Hits:34,558
An enterprising omega
DespairQueen
Chapter 48 : On board
Notes:
Hello good night !
They have their own agenda... I swear they will drive me crazy.
In short, after all...
Happy reading, sorry for the mistakes!
See you next time ^^

Chapter Text
The Elisabeth was certainly the most beautiful English flying vessel. All powerful curves made of light walnut wood, huge square cotton sails. Its pennants fluttered brightly in the wind, the color of the Diggory although one of them was also the color of their nation, too. Voldemort had had the good taste not to use his skull on the flags of the United Kingdom and had ended up deciding on three runes: gebo, otholaz and dagaz. Besides the fact that it spelled GOD, he had thought that the three letters concentrated in a circle surrounded by an opalescent mist really meant what he wanted to tell the world about his country. Gebo marked the gift, the gift since the revival of the magical United Kingdom had done and still did good to their world which had almost fallen into decrepitude and decadence. Otholaz represented the power and ancestrality of their land and its representatives, dagaz the light and harmony that was born from this renewal. All on a cream and silver background so as not to give a sinister appearance to their emblem.

Voldemort took a quick look at his dear flag which was flying peacefully while gently pushing his omega forward on the bridge. Many tables had been set up on it, still leaving a good stage for future dancers. The musicians finished tuning, at least until they saw their leaders and bowed sharply. A guitar made a strange noise as it hit the stage. Voldemort restrained his slight exasperation as Captain Diggory came hastily towards them. He continued to look around, on the bow, their tables were already ready, however he wanted to check the comfort of the royal suite before thinking about dinner. He still wasn't sure if he wanted to stay while this alpha was around.

Cédric Diggory was clearly a man in full possession of his means and aware of his advantages. Light brown hair tied in a ponytail, with a slight disheveled appearance, dresses with his captain's insignia, a haughty bearing without being arrogant, eyes shining with joie de vivre, full pink lips and strong muscles. Voldemort remembered how stupid it was for him to be jealous but the emotion would hardly leave him as he pulled Harry closer to him. His omega made no resistance and curled up against him.

-It's a little cold though.

Normal at such a height. The King surrounded them with a heat spell while the captain finally bowed under his severe gaze.

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