K/S Sitting Room

Here is the sitting Room.... It has a floo ^_^

Summer, 2018

Sevastyan had quietly crossed the threshold to his and Kiara's home, fairly certain that it was Tatiana's nap time. He'd stayed home while Kiara had gone to work. See, the mercenary business did a whole lot better when jobs were completed at night. However, he'd been called away to the Casino by his father, for some "family business". That phrase always held a double meaning for him, what with the Bratva - or Russian Mafia - convened there.

Thus, it was on very short notice that Sevastyan had had to call in Taddeo Magnus, Kiara's kid-brother, to do a bit of babysitting. He'd proven himself to be a worthy lad, though Sevastyan had a tendency to give out warnings of repercussions each and every time he left his little princess in the boy's care. Sevastyan wasn't sure if it was the chance to see Tatiana, a bit of Kiara-worship, an attempt to impress him, or the pay that kept "Tad" coming back, but he wouldn't question it for now.

Sure enough, said teenager crept down the corridor from the sitting room with a backpack slung over his shoulder. There was a knowing smile on the kid's face. "Heard you come in. 'Iana's fast asleep on the couch - I read her a story. Didn't have the heart to wake her by carrying her up to bed," the teenager reported in hushed tones.

Sevastyan gave the lad a nod of acknowledgment, then reached into his pocket. Out came a roll of coins: 15 galleons worth. He handed this to Taddeo, who took it somewhat hesitantly. The Russian wizard vaguely heard a mutter to the effect that he needn't pay that much, followed up quickly by a thank you. Sevastyan, in return, merely grunted and clapped Taddeo on the back. "Inter-family babysitter get better rates than strangers," he offered neutrally. "Fewer death-threats, too." The sarcastic and jocular tones used indicated it was to be taken in good stride. Sevastyan never really threatened with death, just harm. And even then, it was actually starting to become more of a joke amongst the two of them more than anything.

"I'll see ya later, bro," Taddeo grinned and made his way for the door.

"Da svidaniya," Sevastyan muttered, watching until his brother-in-law was out of sight. Then, he focused once more on the sitting room.

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It was almost a crime, in Sevastyan's opinion, to enter the sitting room while Tatiana was so peacefully asleep on the sofa. His little angel... it seemed like only yesterday she was born, even if she was now a whopping three years of age. With an inaudible sigh, Sevastyan crossed the threshold and hoped against hope he wouldn't wake her.

With carefully slow movement, the wizard brushed a stray bit of hair out of his daughter's face. A smile tugged on the corners of his mouth. How he'd missed her even though he wasn't gone for that long a time. Then he noticed something: Tatiana only had one blanket on her, and a thin one at that. Well... Sevastyan was going to do something about that.

After undoing the three buttons securing his cloak together Sevastyan draped the warm garment over Tatiana like a blanket, gently tucking in the folds of cloth around her. There was a trace of cinnamon scent upon the cloak from the cologne and other products he used. "Precious dreams, my princess..." Sevastyan murmured in Russian before pressing a light kiss to Tatiana's forehead and standing up.

Sevastyan headed over to his favorite easy chair with silent footfalls, and gently eased himself into the chair. 'A nap actually sounds good right about now...' he mused as he closed his eyes, waiting for sleep to overtake him for at least a few minutes.

Tatiana opened her grey eyes... her daddy's eyes from what her Mommy said.

Sitting up she yawned and noticed she was yearing her Daddy's coat, she smiled it was still warm.

Then she spotted her daddy sleeping is his chair, holding back a giggle, she hopped off the couch and when over to her Daddy, and put his coat back over him, granted she could only reach it just over his legs, but she tried.

Then she climed up on the arm of his chair, waiting for him to wake up. All the while holding back giggles.

She snuggled her head on his shoulder, very lightly hopeing not to wake him. After a few minutes she slipped back in to a very light nap.
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Kiara walked back to the sitting room or she and Seastyans home, hoping to sit for just a moment. Ever since she had been ambushed 4 months ago, her back had been severly injured and the nevers flared easily. Today it felt as if she has glass shards sticking in her back.

However she forgot about her back when she saw her beloved husband and daughter sleeping together on the recliner.

She smiled and walked over to them, she kissed Tatiana.

Tatiana whoes sleep had been light woke up at the kiss, she beemed at she mother. She made a shhing motion with her finger and leaned agasint the chair,

"Is Daddy sleeping Iana?" she whisered with a hint of laugher in her words.

Tatiana giggled and nodded.

Kiara smiled and lightly planted a kiss on his forehead and then the lips.

Tatiana was now sitting almost beside her Daddy and her head was once again laying on his shoulder, smileing away.

The quiet of the room assisted Sevastyan’s journey into slumber, though for several minutes his ears still remained painfully aware of even the slightest noise. He had learned from a young age to be a light sleeper in the event any aurors came to call. As he sunk deeper into his dream, so too did his awareness of the outside world dim and fade for a time.

He hadn’t felt the cloak being draped over his legs. Brows furrowed lightly in response to a slight pressure on the arm of the chair but soon relaxed. It could have been virtually anything. Then he felt something warm at his shoulder. It reminded him of holding his daughter in his arms... or lying next to Kiara at night. Only... more like the former as the features felt too small to be a full-grown woman. Had Tatiana awakened? Sevastyan didn’t know, for he was still pleasantly lost in dreamland.

However, an arm unconsciously wrapped itself about the little girl snuggled up against him.

Another presence made itself known by leaning on the chair. However, Sevastyan could tell who this was. This was the love of his life. How did he know? Well, it was one part keen intuition and one part experience. The presence felt familiar and not unlike how he had ‘sensed’ Kiara checking up on him some few years ago, when he had been attacked by five witches and wizards. His wife’s presence was soothing... and it was having the same effect on him now. Had it been anyone but family, Sevastyan would have been alert and out of the chair before you could say ‘Auror’.

That was about when he heard the whispering: "Is Daddy sleeping Iana?" Quiet giggles soon followed, but he couldn’t be sure what was comical about the question. Sevastyan decided to keep his ears on alert for a few moments, just to attempt and get an idea as to what was going on.

Soft lips... Sevastyan knew those lips all too well. But he kept his eyes closed. He didn’t want her to know he was awake just yet. The wizard inhaled deeply, taking in the crisp apple scent of her hair. An invigorating scent, to him at least. When her lips brushed against his, Sevastyan remained unmoving for a fraction of a second before returning the kiss wholeheartedly. The pleasant pressure at his shoulder which could only be his daughter was a reminder to keep the gesture of affection toned down a trifle.

Sevastyan opened his eyes and, as he kissed Kiara, looked to Tatiana. There was a hint of a smile in the gray orbs even though he couldn’t exactly do so for real in his current situation. The arm somewhat around his daughter tightened its grip into a hug of sorts. His other hand caressed Kiara from cheekbone to chin and cupped that side of her face.

There was the makings of a smirk on the portion of Sevastyan’s lips that were not in direct use.

Kiara kissed Sevastyan a moment longer before she pulled away, "Did you have nice nap Love?" she asked softly, enjoying the feel of his hand on her face. She cared for him so much, even after the mistakes in his past she still loved him more then ever.

"I had a nice nap to Mommy" Tatiana said while while snuggling into her father.

Kiara smiled at her little girl, there little raye of happiness in her and Sevastyan's lives. Oh how scared her had been when she found out she was pregnant with her, it took her weeks to finally work up the courage to tell Sevastyan after she had found out. Sevastyan had never mentioned anything about wanting children with her, in fact at the time he had not seemed very keen in children at all. And because of the recent affair at the time, she had been even more nervous. Thoughts of him cheating on her again resufaced, she would change a bit while pregnant afterall. However after there little angel was born, Sevastyan proved to be kind and gental father, who thought the would of Tatiana and in turn Tatiana thought the world of him.

"Yes my sweet, you both looked very peaceful while napping together, almost wish I had brought my camera, you two would have my a lovely picture" she said as she gently put a lock of dark chocolate hair behind her daughters ear.

Turning back to her husband she smiled and asked, " How was your day today love?" she asked as she finally sat down on the sofa across from them. Resting her back on the cushions, letting out a small sigh of relief as she did so.

“Mmm... blissful,” Sevastyan murmured, the sparkle in his eyes an attempt to relay something he didn’t see fit to mention in front of Tatiana. The wizard had been dreaming of a peaceful, romantic evening with his wife. A dream that could become reality, with a bit of effort, now that he thought about it...

When Tatiana spoke, Sevastyan tilted his head for to better see her. The corners of his mouth tugged upwards as his and Kiara’s little angel snugged even further into him. Now that he was awake, Sevastyan properly wrapped an arm around his daughter to give her a gentle one-armed hug. His wife and his daughter meant the galaxy to Sevastyan. Though he hadn’t initially desired children, the Russian was now thankful he’d decided to give fatherhood a try.

Anyone that so much as put a hair out of place on his little girl would pay, and pay dearly. Speaking of hair, Sevastyan could only smile as Kiara adjusted Tatiana’s. The wizard took full advantage of this adjusted hairstyle by placing a light kiss on his daughter’s temple.

His eyes locked onto hers in response to the question as he took a moment to contemplate. Kiara knew his work well enough, but he didn’t want to discuss the business in explicit detail in front of Tatiana. “It vos interesting. I have new assignment, in France,” Sevastyan explained as Kiara sat. “And... erm... another form of ‘business’ tomorrow. So it vos very interesting day.

“And yours?” he asked Kiara, bringing the cloak draped about his knees up to Tatiana’s level in case she wanted to use it for a blanket again.

Kiara chuckled softly and smirked at the spark in his eyes, "That is good to hear love" she said as she gave him another gentle kiss on his.

Tatiana smiled when her father when he pulled his cloak up closer to her, she wasn't cold or anything she just liked being wrapped in her Daddy's cloak, it made her feel... very safe. She grinned wider when he kissed her forehead, she hugged him back, though her small arms couldn't fit all the way around her father she hugged him as best she could.

Kiara smiled at the scene, and to think how awkward Sevastyan was when Tatiana was first born. She had actually found it funny, Sevastyan was so cute while interacting with Tatiana. He still was, he was just for calmer and more relaxed now that Tatiana was older.

She nodded at Sevastyan at his discription of his day, she got the hint as to what work he was doing, " Ah I see, Do be careful tomorrow, as always" she said softly.

"My day... it was alright, busy, had a rather annoying costumer who wanted a charm done with in the hour and it couldn't be done. Good grief I have never seen a full grown man put up such a tantrum" she said with a sigh. She knew how to handle her self in a fight, even against a man twice her size and she was adaquate. For that she was greatful she able to throw the idiot out.

"My day was rather interesting as well" she said.

Sevastyan smiled to himself as his daughter wrapped, or tried to wrap, her arms around him. But she was still on the tiny side yet, being only three. He could hardly believe three years had passed so suddenly since the first time he’d stiffly held her in his arms as a newborn. It had taken him several attempts to learn to relax, and that babies didn’t like rigidity one bit. Though Sevastyan wasn’t exactly a body builder, he did tend to stiffen his stance a lot. He’d had no real idea just how much it had been made a habit until he started regularly retrieving his daughter from her bassinet and crib. He wasn’t quite so awkward with his daughter now compared to how it was when she was first born. And to think of all he would have missed out on had Tatiana not been born...

Miracles came in small packages sometimes, it seemed.

“I vill be,” he murmured the reply, absentmindedly smoothing out his daughter’s hair opposite the side Kiara had adjusted. Truth be told, though, he was a bit of a risk taker. A dare-devil; a thrill-seeker. But, for the most part, he would be careful. A look to his wife and his daughter solidified the argument against the risk-taking side of his personality. His paternal instincts were to stay on the side of caution for his family so that he could provide for and protect the two women that mattered most in his life right now. Two out of four, really, if one were to count his mother and sister. But... for the moment, he wasn’t including them into the situation. He no longer lived at the family Manor, even though he would be the one inheriting it upon his parents’ deaths.

Sevastyan listened as Kiara spoke of a vivid event during her day at the shop, shaking his head in regards to the man she described. He was slightly worried about how the squabble had been resolved, but on the other hand knew Kiara could take care of herself. “Sounds like my mother’s father...” he murmured. “Everything vent... alright?” A quirk of his eyebrows was meant to indicate more along the lines of whether or not Kiara managed to get him off the shop’s property without too much trouble. Though Tatiana would one day learn that her parents were far from angels, delvers into the dark arts, Sevastyan did not think it prudent to make her aware of such a fact now. It could wait a few more years.

“Oh? Aside from child in grown vizard’s body throwing tantrum, you mean?” he inquired curiously, wondering what other interesting events had transpired while his wife was at work. There was a smirk and a chuckle upon his lips at the words.

Tatiana smiled and yawned, it was still well with in her designated nap time, and she was feeling sleepy again. Feeling warm and perfectly content beside her father, she slowly drifted to sleep. Her head resting against his side and her arms still drapped across his middle and a faint smile on her lips. She liked it when both her parents were home, Of cousre she loved her uncle Tad, he was fun to be with, he was around since before she could remember. But was very much Daddies little girl, to her her father could do no wrong.

Kiara smiled softly and nodded "Good.." her eyes drifted to Tatiana, Tatiana would be devisated if anything serious ever happened to her father.

"She and I would be devisated if anything serious were to ever happen to you love" she said quietly when she noticed Tatiana had fallen asleep again

In fact she feared the day if it came she heard that something happened to Sevastyan, either by accident or foul play. They were both in a dangerous profession after all, they had many enemies, and people who wish them harm. Like at her shop that very day..... she made enough money at the shop now that would support her self and Tatiana if "knock on wood" and thing happened to Sevastyan. She didn't want it to ever come to that though, she couldn't bare to see Sevastyan bedridden... or worse, again.

Kiara nodded when he asked if everything went alright, it had been nothing she couldn't handle. Of cousre it helped that the idiot thought she was a helpless "girl" and underestemated her. The jerk would think twice before taking a swing at her should they ever meet again.

"Yes everything turned out fine... for the most part, he ended up on his... behind with my wand at his head. He left rather easily after that" she said, though she didn't look happy.

"The idiot did manage to irritate my back though" she said with a frown and a sigh. It was a shame to. She had been having a good day with her back, before the idiot came along and ruined it.

"But I am fine, have interesting order from the shop to do to keep my mind off it" she said with a reassuring smile to her husband. Since the ambush she was starting to get used to the pain now.

Sevastyan’s attention shifted to Tatiana the moment he heard the yawn. A glance to the clock showed that it was still within the time for her nap. The wizard watched his little girl drift back into dreamland with a grin on his face. He couldn’t describe how it felt to have his daughter fall asleep beside him; all he knew was that it felt like he was complete. He was home, his wife was home, and his daughter was safely nestled at his side. The child had her father wrapped around her little finger... and Sevastyan knew it.

“I know... and vould likevise be devastated if anything happened to either of you,” the wizard murmured, tucking the cloak in around Tatiana and hoping he wouldn’t wake her. It was no secret he and Kiara both led dangerous lives, and had more than just an enemy apiece. Though Sevastyan loved the thrill of his career, he loved his wife and child far more. He would take just enough risk to keep the adrenaline pumping but be cautious enough to ensure he’d return home in mostly one piece. In the event he did succumb to an unfortunate accident, Kiara and Tatiana would inherit a decent sum of money, and would keep the property they called home. Sevastyan didn’t plan on keeling over any time soon.

Sevastyan chuckled dryly as Kiara told him a few more details, particularly finding the fact that she had avoided using a choice word because Tatiana was near. Or, at least, that was what he thought was the reasoning. He wasn’t too enthused that someone thought they could take on his wife, but Sevastyan couldn’t help but be amused upon pondering the wizard’s reaction to being so thoroughly caught off-guard.

However, the amusement vanished the moment Kiara mentioned that the scuffle had irritated her back. At the reassuring smile, Sevastyan gave a small one in return but still wore a countenance of concern. The wizard was half tempted to make sure all the people who’d ambushed his wife were torturously murdered and then raised again as inferi. But, alas, that was not only easier said than done, but also not entirely his specialty. Perhaps if he tipped off his sister, Svetlana, about such an idea... she had a way with such facets of the darker arts.

The wizard looked about ready to say something, but checked to make sure Tatiana was sound asleep first. Deeming her to be, Sevastyan went ahead with voicing his thought in a low, flirtatious tone of voice, “Perhaps a massage vould take care of that in the meantime...” A playful smirk twisted his lips as he spoke, the silent suggestion carefully hidden within the voiced one.

Kiara nodded her head slightly, she thanked merlin she had a emergancy portkey on her to get Tatiana out of danger at the time of to ambush, is was a special one she designed, is could penitrate anti-apperation and portkey wards. However it was a proto-type and could only take one person. She of course gave it to Tatiana with out a second thought to keep her baby safe. Heaven knows what she would have done if Tatiana had been even remotely hurt in the ordeal. Infuri would have only been a start inher ideas had her little girl had been hurt.

"I know, that is why we are careful" she said softly. " I am almost done with an improved emergancey portkey, I got it to safely take 2 people now" she said with a smile. That had been another dellima she faced if she were with Sevastyan and they both fell under attack, as neither would want to leave the other behind, it would have been useless.

Kiara's eyes lit up with a spark at his suggestion and she returned the smirk, "That Love, sounds heavenly" she said in the same flirtatious tone in her voice.

Then she smiled, " However that might be hard to do with our little angel useing you as her pillow" she said in amusment.

And she was right to, Tatiana had positoned her self in just that Her father could not move with out waking her up.

Sevastyan nodded, his mind taking him back to the day when he had returned home to find Tatiana sitting on the front steps looking scared and worried. When she had said something bad happened and her mommy sent her home, the Russian had had the notion to drag Taddeo over while he looked for Kiara. But, thankfully, it hadn’t come to that and his wife had come home in her animagus form. He had been so worried he would lose her again, so soon after his adultery threatened to tear them apart. It was indeed solely the bonds of family that kept Sevastyan from risking life and limb needlessly, in more ways that one...

A smile that threatened to tear his face in two appeared on his face at the spark in Kiara’s eyes and smirk upon her lips. Sevastyan thought she’d like the sound of that, for so did he. It would be the perfect time for such a thing, too: with Tatiana sound asleep during her naptime, it left him and Kiara with some alone time.

However at Kiara’s smile and added, amused comment, Sevastyan quirked an eyebrow and glanced down to the sleeping angel that was his daughter. Just as he’d seen her when he first walked in, Tatiana looked so peaceful. Perhaps even moreso, judging by that little smile on her face. A soft smile brightened Sevastyan’s features.

“So it vould be...” he murmured quietly, stroking down Tatiana’s hair oh so gently to let her sleeping mind know he was there. For several long moments Sevastyan watched his daughter sleep, chest rising and falling in the manner that suggested peaceful slumber. “Perhaps later tonight then?” the wizard suggested, a distinctly mischievous glint in his eyes as he once again focused his gaze on Kiara.

“Maybe I should nap, too...” he whispered with the lightest of chuckles. Breathing was one thing, but laughter would surely jostle his and Kiara’s little princess wide awake.

Just then, a rustle of parchment issued from the fireplace. A slightly charred envelope sailed from the depths of the flames and settled itself at a nearby coffee table. By the wax seal, Sevastyan could only assume it was either mafia-related or a new client looking for business. The wax was blood red. “Or not...” the Russian muttered, though his lips were still lined with a smirk.

“Do you vant to open it, or shall I?”

Kiara laughed lightly as Tatiana seemed to hug her father in her sleep when he lightly rubbed his hand over her hair.

"Daddy.." she mutterd before going back to a sound sleep.

Kiara nodded with a smirk and light of the suggestion remained in her blue eyes. "Sounds like a good plan to me Love" she said with flirty tone. Yes the were still very much in love, desipte having a young daughter and the few bumps there marriage along the way. It was hard sometimes in public not showing affection to one another. It was particulary hard when men thought she was single, and tried flirting with her. She ususaly to them in Russian to back off of she would kick where the sun didn't shine... they usually left her alone after that. There were also talk about her being a unwed single mother around town, with lots of gossip of who the father was. It annoyied her... but that was the price that came with marrying Sevastyan, so she didn't let it bother her.

When they were at home however she was more then willing to show he deep Love for her Husband.

She snickered lightly when he said he should have a nap as well. "Perhaps I will join you, could use one after today" she said with a smile.

Then when the letter came in throw the fire place, Kiara blinked, in plan curiousity. And she nodded to Sevastyan, "I got it.. you have got your hands full with our little angel" she said with a smile and went to open the letter.

"What is it this time?" she asked, breaking the seal and opening it.

Sevastyan couldn’t help but look to Tatiana and nearly grin as she murmured his name and settled back down into sleep. ’Such an innocent little girl,’ he mused. The last thing he really wanted for her was to become like her Aunt Svetlana. In fact, the Russian wizard prayed she would never lose this air of pure innocence. Ever.

A different sort of grin manifested at the words from his wife. One to match the flirt he heard within the statement. “Ven she falls asleep tonight...” he trailed off. The rest seemed perfectly clear without the need for statement.

It was rather difficult to withhold affection from the both of them whilst in public, thus Sevastyan made sure to get as much quality time in with the both of them while at home. True they had their ups and downs, but the fact that they endured spoke volumes. It took all of Sevastyan’s self control not to beat senseless anyone that so much as made eyes at his wife, or those that would spread rumors about Tatiana and her parentage. However, such urges in regard to the first were often soothed when he heard Kiara tell off the fool in one if not several languages. On one hand it bothered Sevastyan that word had gotten round that Kiara was an unwed, single mother. But yet, on the other, he knew it was mandatory and simply better if the world didn’t know. They both had enemies, and the Russian wizard did not want to risk his family because of some jerk with a grudge. Unfortunately, that had ended up happening once...

He supposed if it didn’t bother her then he wouldn’t let it outwardly show that it bothered him.

Sevastyan couldn’t help but mirror his wife’s smile upon being reminded of having his hands full. It wasn’t far off from the truth, either. If he wasn’t trying to make sure she got her rest he would have shifted continued smoothing down her hair and perhaps even shifted her very slightly. Instead he cradled his daughter’s head with his hand, doing his best not to disturb her.

Within the envelope resided three folded sheets of parchment and an ornate necklace, stuck somewhere between ancient and modern. The first parchment consisted of a picture and a summery of pertinent information on his mark for tomorrow – an auror with many years in the service, but was significantly younger than Kiara’s father. However, it looked like a man that could have served under Abraxas Magnus. The other parchment was similar to the first only this one showed the image of a woman; the auror’s wife.

The third parchment was significantly smaller. The handwriting belonged to Maksim Kaminski, Sevastyan’s father:

You’ll know what to do, son. Trusted assistance is more than welcome to accompany. Namely my daughter-in-law. Your sister is involved with other business and Grigoriy is also indisposed. Please send Kiara and Tatiana my love.


Make sure to recover the items listed on the documents... elsewise our plan shall fail. As usual, dispose of this information by burning upon completion.

~ Dad

Kiara read through the letter and blinked looking over the other two pharchments. She was in a interesting situation, with her father an auror, and her husband apart of the russian mafia. She want to help Sevastyan, afterall she didn't want him to get hurt because he didn't have enough help. Yet they were going after an auror, she couldn't even think of what would happen if her father found out... That she helped kill one of his fellow aurors... She was more or less caught in the middle, for she couldn't stand the thought of her father hating her.. She may not agree with him on afew things in terms of magic. But she respected and loved him a lot.

She looked at Sevastyan and handed him the letter, "From your father.." she whispered.

She looked at Tatiana as she slept peacfully in Sevastyan's arms, yet if she didn't go and something happened to Sevastyan how could she ever forgive herself?

She would go it was more of chance of Sevastyan needing assistance then her father busting them. Just in case she would be there in her Panther form, she was less easy to spot and blended well with darkness.

"I will ask Tad if he can watch Tatiana tomorrow, or perhaps let Mother and Father watch her... Tatiana has been want to spend time with her grandfather for a bit" she said confirming that she would infact be assisting him with his mission, and perhaps a idea to make sure her father was at home tomorrow and not working.