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Book of the Facts
Chapter 10. Premature Ladyship
Shifting in her chair the girl stared at the Headmaster.
"What is it then?" she asked.
"When your parents passed away they left a great fortune behind for you, you know this." Seeing the girl frown and nod he continued. "Since you are now the next Lady Potter, Head of your House, you need do oversee some matters."
She nodded hesitantly in understanding. Knowing that Blaise had explained his duties as next Lord Zabini to her she blinked at Albus. Jaquelle was only eleven years old, so she was not of age to inherit the title of Lady Potter, so basically she would have some kind of spokesperson.
"I have summoned experts that have been serving the House of Potter for years, they will be arriving shortly."
The Girl-Who-Lived nodded again. She would like to speak with each one of them and sort some things out. Looking at the fireplace she noticed the colour changing that she now identified with Floo.
A man in his thirties came through the fire and landed neatly on the floor. Fawkes shifted in her lap. She stroked the Phoenix's feathers absentmindedly. The man was blonde with honey-coloured eyes.
"Ah, Mr Pike, welcome." Albus gestured to the man for him to take a seat.
"Sir, it is my pleasure." He nodded towards the Headmaster. Turning towards Jaquelle he bowed and smiled. "Lady Potter."
Her eye twitched. She was not Lady Potter yet; there was no need to use the title. Right? Jaquelle nodded gently at him.
"Jaquelle, my girl. This gentleman is Kenneth Pike." He smiled at the girl. "Mr Pike, this is Jaquelle Potter."
The girl titled her head in acknowledgement. "It is a pleasure, Mr Pike." The man opened his mouth but a burst in the fireplace prevented him from doing so. A tall black-haired man walked though the room stiffly, bowing to Jaquelle deeply and nodding towards the Headmaster.
The new man's amethyst eyes bore into the girl's own Avada ones. She stood her ground calmly. Satisfied, the man nodded.
"Maximilian Delphinius Berlitz at you service, Lady Potter." He said. She nodded gracefully and exchanged pleasantries with the dark-haired newcomer. The Girl-Who-Lived discovered that Mr Berlitz was the accountant of the House of Potter. He was the overseer of various employees that kept the bookkeeping, the cash flow management and chart of accounts updated and organized.
Another black-haired man appeared suddenly via Floo. This one was identical to Mr Berlitz. Twins? Her mind wandered to the Weasley twins. She had wanted to talk to them when she had been summoned to the Headmaster's office. Sighing inwardly she watched as the newcomer nodded towards Albus and bowed murmuring a 'Lady Potter' to her.
Mr Berlitz nodded towards him. "Lady Potter, this is my twin brother."
She nodded.
"Charles Frambach Berlitz at your service, Lady Potter." The twin said. She frowned. What was she to call them? "You may speak to us in first name basis, we will be honoured if you do so and it will facilitate things."
Jaquelle nodded again.
Charles worked with Maximilian in accountancy of The most Honourable and Just House of Potter. Her lips curled upwards at the full title of the House. It was a mouthful. When she asked why were they using the title of Lady Potter when she was not so yet they had sighed.
"You see, milady. Since Lord Potter and Lady Potter died by the hands of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named the title has been waiting for you to take it." Started Charles.
His brother rolled his eyes at him. "The titles of old pureblooded families are magical, milady. They are inherited by blood and magic. Hence why you are in possession of the title now."
So basically the title magically imbedded itself into the next worthy heir. It was a strange method, but useful nonetheless. And they were using the title correctly, and that would mean that now everyone else not acquainted with her would use it. Circe help her.
The fire came to life again and a woman came through this time. She was short, with brown hair and almost black eyes. Bowing she murmured 'Lady Potter' to her and nodded towards Albus who was watching all very amused. His eyes were twinkling like mad.
"Carol Myers-Scotton, milady."
Jaquelle nodded gracefully at the woman. She suddenly blinked rapidly.
"You are all purebloods, are you not?" she asked.
Mr Pike flinched and nodded. She nodded and caressed Fawkes' wings. "Why is that?"
Maximilian took a step towards her. "Usually purebloods are raised to manage the House and the properties of the family. Half bloods and Muggleborns lack the knowledge and opportunity to do so. Also, purebloods are drilled with traditions and customs of old."
Jaquelle made a humming noise and furrowed her brows. It made sense, Muggleborns didn't know of their magical heritage until they received their letters. Half bloods were not really fond of old practices and customs.
Assuming they were from lower, branch Houses that had derived from the House of Potter it all made sense.
"Let us work, then."
It's short, but it's something.