The Half Blood Princess Chapter 2, a harry potter fanfic

The Half –Blood Princess

Companion to Harry Potter and the Unprecedented Situations

Disclaimer: I am not J.K Rowling, nor do I own the Harry Potter characters or franchise.

Warning: Story contains Sexual innuendos, death, and mature language.

Beta: The one person who decided I was worthy of being taken seriously, WeasleySeeker, I owe her immensely.

Chapter Two

Her wish, my command

Aurora's POV:

"Momma, where are you going?" Frowning, I remain perched on her bed, watching as she smoothes out her dark but pretty lace gown and her pinned- back craze of curls.

"This is a very important meeting we must attend, so I need you to behave. Don't speak unless spoken too, and don't ask questions during the meeting. I will answer any questions you have after. Your father wants to see how well you are, so act like a lady," Momma scolds, frowning as she crosses the room and joins me on the edge of her bed, tilting my head away from her so she can fix my hair. Her fingers are gentle, combing through my calm dark waves and twisting the tresses with precision and finishing with a flick of her wand. Feeling my head, I can tell it's braided down my back, held by magic no less.

Smiling happily, I turn to face her, and she gives me a smile she only reserves for me, full of confidence and joy. Momma said there are very few things that cause her to smile and I'm one of them.

"Who gave you this dress?" Momma wonders, her fingers caressing the velvet material that is only a few hues darker than my amber eyes. I blush at her approving tone of voice, my voice low with embarrassment.

"Auntie Cissy bought it when she went with Uncle Luc to buy clothes..." I trail, playing with the doll that lies at my side for a distraction from her scrutiny. The unbreakable doll was my birthday gift from Daddy, and I love it even though I have never met him face to face.

Momma is distracted when there is a light tap at the door, her happiness vanishing as her mouth curves downward in an annoyed grimace. "Who is it?" Momma seems to growl, causing me to fidget and look up, alarmed.

Uncle Luc walks in, his face in a small amused grin as he sees Momma's annoyance at his presence. I smile in relief, leaving the doll on the bed and slide away from Momma's bed carefully, skipping up to him. His brows raise, but he kneels to match my height, pulling me into a firm embrace.

"Hello darling, I just came to escort you and your lovely mother to the meeting…" The corner of his mouth twitches with humor as momma mutters a few dirty words. I ignore her ramblings, taking his hand as he stands. I observe his elegance and timelessness as he stands, looking very intimidating somehow even if he is doing nothing, just like momma. I want to be just like them both when Im older.

"Will Aunt Cissy be there?" I wonder, as Momma takes my other hand, her gloved fingers caressing my skin comfortingly.

Uncle shakes his head, not speaking for a little while as we enter the long hallway. We walk silently, a few men watch me curiously, causing me to flinch nervously as we pass them. Momma threatens them when she notices, and they keep their faces down after that.

Uncle releases his hold on me as we reach a pair of heavy wooden doors; he looks at me apologetically before opening the set into a large dark room. He leads Momma and I, my smaller hand holding Momma's nervously as we face a room full of darkly dressed men.

Momma sits at the left chair at the head of the table, pulling me into her lap as she holds me close to her bodice. It seems like a million eyes are on us, and I notice Papa is seated next to her as he grabs her hand under the table. Taking a deep breath, I ignore the strangers and watch the empty seat at the head of the table next to Momma, waiting for the man that I know to be my father to sit in it.

Long moments pass; the eyes on me never waver as a buzz of noise echoes in the room from whispered conversations. Hearing a slightly more predominate hiss coming from under the table, I hunch over and peer towards Momma's feet.

A very beautiful and large snake is coiled at the feet of the head chair, its body slack with boredom as it eavesdrops on everyone's conversations. Taking pity on the creature, I smile understandingly, determined to comfort it but not expecting it to really help.

"Why are you here and not doing something fun?" I murmur, jumping slightly as it turns its head and looks at me with intense golden eyes. Her dark green scales ripple with movement as she arches her body up and hovers to match the height of my eyes. She tilts her head quizzically as she replies, her voice smooth and curious, her tongue tickling my nose.

"Master's eyes and tongue to match? Curious, Master never mentioned having a hatchling. I'm here to protect Master, and to spy on his human's little one. Why are you here? A meeting is no place for little ones like you."

"Momma said I get to meet daddy." I smile, and the snake blinks, surprised, her head swaying as her mood lightens.

"Lovely…" she begins, but is cut short by Momma. Momma's voice is slightly annoyed as she bends in her seat, trying to see what has caught my attention.

"I told you to act like…" Momma freezes when her eyes are matched by the snake. Momma pales, looking at me and back to it with surprised eyes and pressed lips.

"Were you… speaking with Nagini?" Momma wonders; her voice sounds stressed as the snake exposes its long fangs annoyed.

"That's her name?" I smile widely at learning it, looking at the snake for confirmation. The snake nods, her mouth closing as her head lowers so she can taste my exposed leg, it tickles a bit.

"I was making a friend, Momma," I continue, and Momma abruptly pulls me back up to the table, her expression unreadable. Looking from her face to the head of the table, I notice the seat is filled now.

My father looks at me with proud, amused eyes. His fingers reach under the table to pet Nagini as she relays the conversations amongst others and her one with me. When she finishes, he gives her permission to crawl into his lap, and she obeys happily.

My father waits for her to settle, before speaking. His voice is strong with pride, as he gestures to me with his fingers. His ruby eyes are pinned on me, as he addresses everyone.

"Aurora, my lovely and beautiful daughter, has been blessed with the ability to speak Parseltongue. I expect her to develop many of my other skills as she grows and, if needed, I also expect her to be a strong leader. I can see great potential in her, and thanks to her mother, Bellatrix, she is shaping to be a lovely lady according to Nagini. Aurora…" He pauses, his eyes drifting to the snake in his lap and I look at her, startled as she slips onto the table and settles in front of me. Her head hovers once more so she can face me directly.

"I wish to gift you one of my hatchlings in celebration of your newly discovered skill and growth." My daddy looks pleased, summoning her back to his lap when she finishes talking.

"Thank you" I smile, and everyone looks at me, even mommy, with surprise and slight fear. My smile wavers, as I start to feel nervous.

"Daddy, why is everyone looking at me?" I whisper, looking at the man in front of me with worry.

Daddy's eyes widen at my choice of words, and he takes a while to reply. "You are special. Excuse my hesitance, but I am not familiar with being a father, let alone being called "Daddy". I must speak, my dear, so no more interruptions. As much as I find you fascinating, I have to discuss with your mother how you are developing and other more pressing business. I will speak with you after." His voice is firm; a command is underlined as he addresses me. I nod, and he looks appeased, his glance turning to momma's apologetic one.

"My lord, I am sorry for her interruptions. I didn't expect her to bring so many surprises, and I assure you she is not so forward normally. I do not understand what was has said, so please forgive her if she displeased you while in conversation." Momma looks generally concerned; Papa watches her talk while stroking her fingertips reassuringly.

"On the contrary, I find her questions appropriate, but if she was anyone else I would punish her for speaking out of turn. I expect over time she will learn how to properly address me, but for now I will let it slide. I find it interesting that she relapses into the ancient language to speak with me; therefore I do not wish for her to change that even though I believe for it to be unconscious in her part. How old is the child?"

"Three, my lord" Mommy murmurs, I watch them talk silently as everyone else listens intently.

"Three." Daddy pauses, watching me now with considering eyes, his red irises flickering over my face for a long while with thought.

"Has she always been so over developed? For a young child, she seems exceedingly bright with thought and speech." His voice is quiet, and many people lean forward to listen better.

"She has always been extremely advanced and bright, my lord." Papa Rodolphus replys, I detect pride as he sits up taller at my mothers side.

"My lord, forgive me for interrupting, but how will this child help our cause? I know we have promised to keep her a secret, but for what reason?" Momma glares at the man with a large nose and dark long hair that sits to the right of Daddy. As he speaks, others at the table nod in agreement.

"Serverus, she shall be my successor if all my carefully laid out plains and precautions fail. I will begin training her myself with my spare time. I regret that I have neglected her, but with recent events with potter and the prophecy I have had more important issues to deal with. I regret to see your doubt with me." Daddy spoke with a growl, his voice causing me to tremble slightly with fear and mommy tightens her hold on me in comfort.

"Forgive my curiosity, my lord." The big nosed man lowers his head submissively. Mommy scoffs, glaring at him openly.

"Master, I think it is time for Aurora to pick out her companion. I think it is best for the meeting to continue later without the child, being the rudeness of company clearly discomforts her." Nagini hisses softly, and Daddy nods in agreement as he gathers her over his shoulders and stands. Addressing Mommy, he gestures for me and I silently slip away from Mommy to join him eagerly. "Im going to spend time with her now, she will return to you unharmed."

Momma nods, while Papa squeezes her hand. "I will be waiting Aurora" Momma murmurs, glaring as the men surrounding her gasp at the tenderness in her voice.

More gasps and murmurs arise, as I slip my hand into my Daddy's cold one. He looks like he might object, his face openly showing his slight anger and annoyance. Nagini seems pleased though, so he merely ignores it, leading me out of the room and into a separate dark hallway.

The Half-Blood Princess (changed to make the same as the last chapter)

Companion to Harry Potter and the Unprecedented Situations

Disclaimer: I am not J.K Rowling, nor do I own the Harry Potter characters or franchise.

Warning: Story contains Sexual innuendos, death, and mature language.

Beta: The one person who decided I was worthy of being taken seriously, WeasleySeeker, I owe her immensely.

Chapter Two

Her wish, my command

Aurora's POV:

"Momma, where are you going?" Frowning, I remain perched on her bed, watching as she smoothes out her dark but pretty lace gown and her pinned-back craze of curls.

Smiling happily, I turn to face her, and she gives me a smile she only reserves for me, full of confidence and joy. Momma said there are very few things that cause her to smile and I'm one of them. (this makes a bit more sense with the tense)

"Hello darling, I just came to escort you and your lovely mother to the meeting…" The corner of his mouth twitches with humor as Momma mutters a few dirty words. I ignore her ramblings, taking his hand as he stands. I observe his elegance and timelessness as he stands, looking very intimidating somehow even if he is doing nothing, just like Momma. I want to be just like them both when Im older.

"Will Aunt Cissy be there?" I wonder, as Momma takes my other hand, her gloved fingers caressing my skin comfortingly.

"Momma said I get to meet Daddy." I smile, and the snake blinks, surprised, her head swaying as her mood lightens.

"Lovely…" she begins, but is cut short by Momma. Momma's voice is slightly annoyed as she bends in her seat, trying to see what has caught my attention.

"I told you to act like…" Momma freezes when her eyes are matched by the snake. Momma pales, looking at me and back to it with surprised eyes and pressed lips.

"Were you… speaking with Nagini?" Momma wonders; her voice sounds stressed as the snake exposes its long fangs annoyed.

"That's her name?" I smile widely at learning it, looking at the snake for confirmation. The snake nods, her mouth closing as her head lowers so she can taste my exposed leg, it tickles a bit.

My father waits for her to settle before speaking. His voice is strong with pride, as he gestures to me with his fingers. His ruby eyes are pinned on me, as he addresses everyone.

"Aurora, my lovely and beautiful daughter, has been blessed with the ability to speak Parseltongue. I expect her to develop many of my other skills as she grows and, if needed, I also expect her to be a strong leader. I can see great potential in her, and thanks to her mother, Bellatrix, she is shaping to be a lovely lady, according to Nagini. Aurora…" He pauses, his eyes drifting to the snake in his lap and I look at her, startled as she slips onto the table and settles in front of me. Her head hovers once more so she can face me directly.

"I wish to gift you one of my hatchlings in celebration of your newly discovered skill and growth." My daddy looks pleased, summoning her back to his lap when she finishes talking.

"Thank you" I smile, and everyone looks at me, even Mommy, with surprise and slight fear. My smile wavers as I start to feel nervous.

"Daddy, why is everyone looking at me?" I whisper, looking at the man in front of me with worry.

"My Lord, I am sorry for her interruptions. I didn't expect her to bring so many surprises, and I assure you she is not so forward normally. I do not understand what was said, so please forgive her if she displeased you while in conversation." Momma looks generally concerned; Papa watches her talk while stroking her fingertips reassuringly.

"On the contrary, I find her questions appropriate, but if she was anyone else, I would punish her for speaking out of turn. I expect over time she will learn how to properly address me, but for now I will let it slide. I find it interesting that she relapses into the ancient language to speak with me; therefore I do not wish for her to change that even, though I believe for it to be unconscious in her part. How old is the child?"

"Three, my Lord," Mommy murmurs; I watch them talk silently as everyone else listens intently.

"Three." Daddy pauses, watching me now with considering eyes, his red irises flickering over my face for a long while with thought.

"Has she always been so over developed? For a young child, she seems exceedingly bright with thought and speech." His voice is quiet, and many people lean forward to listen better.

"She has always been extremely advanced and bright, my Lord," Papa Rodolphus replies; I detect pride as he sits up taller at my mothers side.

"My Lord, forgive me for interrupting, but how will this child help our cause? I know we have promised to keep her a secret, but for what reason?" Momma glares at the man with a large nose and dark long hair that sits to the right of Daddy. As he speaks, others at the table nod in agreement.

"Serverus, she shall be my successor if all my carefully laid out plains and precautions fail. I will begin training her myself with my spare time. I regret that I have neglected her, but with recent events with Potter and the prophecy I have had more important issues to deal with. I regret to see your doubt with me." Daddy spoke with a growl, his voice causing me to tremble slightly with fear and Mommy tightens her hold on me in comfort.

"Forgive my curiosity, my Lord." The big nosed man lowers his head submissively. Mommy scoffs, glaring at him openly.

"Master, I think it is time for Aurora to pick out her companion. I think it is best for the meeting to continue later without the child, being the rudeness of company clearly discomforts her." Nagini hisses softly, and Daddy nods in agreement, as he gathers her over his shoulders and stands. Addressing Mommy, he gestures for me and I silently slip away from Mommy to join him eagerly. "I'm going to spend time with her now; she will return to you unharmed."

Momma nods, while Papa squeezes her hand. "I will be waiting, Aurora," Momma murmurs, glaring as the men surrounding her gasp at the tenderness in her voice.