"Shouldn't you open your letter, dear?" Narcissa asked pointing at the envelope still clutched in the girl's hand
"Oh! I completely forgot about it! Must be my results!" she exclaimed excited.
"What results?" Wondered Draco
"My NETWs scores, silly!" She smiled
"Aren't you a little too young to take those exams?" Voldemort said eyeing her suspiciously. If she took the Newts, she must be at least seventeen, meaning she was not his daughter. There, problem solved.
"I am, by British standards." She admitted "But I don't attend Hogwarts" she said with a little grimace "I'm a student at The Academy of Magic of Salem. We take Owls in third year, Newts in fourth and receive our Masteries in seventh year. Some happen to stop at the Newts but it's mainly due to extreme circumstances that they are forced to drop their studies. Students at the Academy are the best the magical world has to offer and we tend to leave the Academy with multiple Masteries." She explained.
Voldemort looked intrigued by this school and their ethics, he could go as far as to say that had she really been his daughter then he would feel proud. Only, she wasn't.
The other death eaters looked shocked and impressed that such a young girl could attempt to take those infernal exams when they nearly killed themselves doing it at the right age.
"I forgot about that" Draco mused "Well, open it"
"Uhm.." she bit her lip before handling the letter to Blaise "You see, I can't open it" she said anxiously
"Relax, cara. You will have done splendidly, I'm sure" he reassured her, taking the envelope. Breaking the seal, he pulled out the parchment inside and started reading.
"Well?" she asked after a few moments of silence
"Mmh? Sorry, I was just shocked at these marks." He said "Anyway, here it says that you just set the new record for highest scored in.. well, every subject bar divination. Congratulation, amore"
"You mean I passed them?" she exclaimed happily.
"No, I mean you totally blew them away with your awesomeness" He chuckled when she launched onto his lap to hug him. Cupping her chin in hand, he softly kissed her whispering "I'm proud of you, Tesoro" 'darling' making her smile brightly at him.
"If you're quite done making me nauseous" Draco drawled with a sneer on his face "The rest of us would like to know your actual marks"
"Gee, Draco. You need to get laid" Blaise teased him "You're starting to sound like an old spinster with too many cats"
"Fuck off" he snapped
"Draco!" Narcissa gasped at his foul language
"Sorry Mother"
"Now, your marks dear?" The woman asked sniffing distastefully at her son's conduct. Clearly he was associating with bad influences at school.
"Well, like Blaise said. I got top marks in every subject bar divination." She said "I'm honestly surprised that I managed to do this good in things like necromancy and wand making. I'm not exactly gifted in this fields"
"You take necromancy at school?" Rodolphus sputtered almost choking on his tea
"Yes" she said blinking confused "We study every field on magic, no matter if banned, illegal or forgotten. The school motto is 'knowledge is power' after all, it would be stupid not to learn something only because some idiot says it shouldn't be practiced"
The death eaters were looking at her astonished. Voldemort was more and more interested in this Academy, had he known its existence, he would have never gone to Hogwarts. Such a pity he had to miss this kind of education and the infinite possibilities that would have opened for him. He was envious of this child. He was also impressed by her capabilities.
Alya was humming to herself while bottling the last batch of potion she made. She had planned with Fenrir to leave the next day to visit his pack and administer any healing necessary. Blaise would of course go with her and she had noticed the Lestrange brothers pretty interested. She guessed they could tag along too if their physical condition permitted them. They seemed to have good days and really bad ones. She would have to perform a full medical scan on them, willing or unwilling. Strapping them to a bed and force them to swallow several disgusting potions was no problem for her.
"You can come in Dray" she suddenly said, never stopping from her work "You're starting to creep me out if you continue to stare at me from the doorway"
"I missed you"
"I did too"
"Are.." he swallowed "Are you really happy with Blaise? You know of his reputation right?"
"Tell me, did you ever see him with any girl in the last year?"
"Well.. no, but just because I didn't see it, it doesn't mean nothing happened"
"I know instead. He is serious about this, about us." She said looking at her older cousin "Do you know what this necklace is?"
"Should I?"
"It's the Bloody Rose. A family heirloom of the Ombra family, usually given to one's fiancée or wife" she explained waiting for the blond to catch up
"You're not married or engaged right?"
"Not yet."
"So.. it means he is really fucking serious about you" Draco sighed, dragging a hand over his face resigned "Alright. I'll play nice from now on, just no PDA in front of me, please. And if he hurts you I'll kill him"
Alya giggled "Oh Dray.. If he hurts me there won't be much left for a funeral, let alone for you to hurt him. But I appreciate the thought" She smirked making him chuckle in amusement
"That's the vicious little sister I know and love"
Tying her hair in a high ponytail when getting out of the bathroom after her shower, Alya climbed on the bed and crawled towards the headboard, where her boyfriend was leaning against reading a book.
He had lowered the book the instant the door of the bathroom had opened and was now staring at her hungrily.
"Careful, kitten. You look entirely too tempting like this." He warned her in his silky drawl "I may decide to forget I'm a gentleman and ravish you all night long"
She blushed and giggled a little, knowing that even though he said that he would never force himself on her if she wasn't ready o willing. Gathering her in his arms and sitting her in his lap, he kissed her deeply, making her mewl in pleasure.
"Are you okay?" he asked. They were snuggling together spooning under the covers now, after a long and heated make out session that left them both felling content and dissatisfied at once.
"What do you mean?" she asked turning to look at him from her place against his chest
"I'm talking about your father. How he still refuses to admit you're his even now that he's whole and somewhat sane"
She sighed and settled back down, glad for the strong arms tightening around her waist "Part of me can understand it, he's been a spirit for a decade and insane for even longer, he's bound to take a while to be himself again and accept things. Not counting that I still don't know in what kind of relationship he was in with Regulus. The other part just wants to bash his head against a wall until he sees the obvious"
He chuckled lowly at the last part "I would pay to see it. Seriously though, I may be the one to do it if he continues to hurt you"
"Oh? You'll face the big bad scary dark lord for little old me?"
He hooked his finger under her chin and tilted her head "I would go to hell and back for you" he whispered against her rosy lips before closing the distance and giving her the sweetest kiss she could ever wish.
"Are all Italians so passionate and romantic?" she asked still dazed from the kiss
"Who cares? I'm the only Italian you need, amore" he said nonchalantly before growling 'You're mine' and moving to attack her luscious lips again.
"Absolutely" she agreed, turning fully and looping her arms around his neck in a silent demand for more kisses. He was only too happy to oblige.
The next morning Alya decided to dress comfortably in jeans and sneakers with a simple t-shirt on top. She doubted that the pack lived in great conditions, probably close to some forest if not within.
Lucius grimaced at her choice of dress, scrunching his nose at having muggle wear in his home.
"What are you doing in those?" he hissed
Alya raised an eyebrow "Do you expect me to trek the forest in a sundress and heels?" she asked sarcastically
"I see no reason for you to do something so plebeian" he sniffed.
"Good thing it doesn't concern you what I do or don't do" she deadpanned. She loved the Malfoys but the older she got the more Lucius got on her nerves, with his narrow mindedness and arrogance.
"You do not speak to me in that way, young lady! I am your guardian and you will respect me!" he snapped, seeming not aware that the others death eaters and his lord had joined them at some point.
She took a deep breath, calming her nerves lest she maim the man. "First of all you don't have any legal document naming you my guardian, as I barely have a birth certificate and only filed with Gringotts. Secondly, I just earned my NEWTs, that makes me a legal adult, as per ICW legislations"
"The girl sure knows how to shut you up, Lucy" Antoin Dolohov snickered making the blond Lord glare at him.
Voldemort sat quietly, waiting to see how it would end between the two. He expected the girl to be more respectful towards her uncle seeing as he took her in, but maybe she was just an ungrateful brat that had grown arrogant due to her achievements.
"You will respect me while under my roof or.."
"Or you'll kick me out again?" she sneered
"Enough, you two" Narcissa butted in, hating to see her beloved husband arguing with the girl she loved like a daughter "Everyone will respect each other, no more arguing. Please"
Lucius looked like he wanted to protest, his thin lips tightly pressed together and fist clenched on that tabletop. Alya wondered if he would speak up or let it go to make his wife happy. Evidently not being thrown out of their bed was more important that winning against a teen in his mind.
"I will go visit the Greyback Pack this morning, I'll be out all day long probably" she told her Aunt
"Are you sure it will be safe, dear?"
"Why shouldn't it? I'm going to heal them not to fight. Besides should anyone be aggressive I'm sure that Fenrir will put them in place" she smiled towards the werewolf who nodded vigorously at her statement
"What if Fenrir is distracted or late or far from you if something happens?" Narcissa insisted again, not comfortable with the thought of her little girl being surrounded by beasts
"In that case, Blaise will protect me." She stated "If I don't protect myself first. Why does everyone keep seeing me as a damsel in distress I will never understand. I fucking blew up Bellatrix arm!" she grumbled none too quietly making the men at the table chuckle.
Narcissa pursed her lips but nodded, knowing that it was a lost battle against her niece.
"My Lady" Rabastan called "If it's alright with you, my brother and me would like to accompany you to the pack"
"Of course, you're welcome to join us as long as you don't push yourselves too much."
"Thank you for your concern, but we'll be fine" Rodolphus said
"Sure, just wait until I get my hands on you" she whispered already planning how many potions to feed them to get them back to what they should be.
Apparently she wasn't as quiet as she planned and she could see the brothers exchanging worried looks.
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