Scandalous Spontaneity
I don't own 'Harry Potter'
Warning: genderbent character (Harry); underage (kissing)
Aurora was sat on her favourite armchair in the library, frowning at her heavy Defence tome as she absentmindedly turned the pages without taking in the words.
Orion Black was in her house.
The man was Sirius' father, a man that had been potioned into marrying his own cousin, and a man that didn't deserve half of what life had thrown at him. Aurora knew that she had the knowledge to stop things, but did she have the power?
Time travel and reincarnation made things so complicated.
Waking up as her own great-grandfather's daughter – basically her own great-aunt – was beyond weird, and that was without getting into the scandalous circumstances of her conception and birth.
Henry Potter may have been a serious politician, but that hadn't stopped him from taking a mistress in his late sixties when his son Fleamont was already thirty. His wife had been dead for nearly a decade at that point, so there hadn't really been a problem with his actions.
Until the mistress fell pregnant.
A quick and hasty marriage later, the couple were married and expecting a child. Everyone knew the truth even if they didn't talk about it – openly – and months later Aurora Olivia Potter was born.
(She wouldn't lie, she kind of preferred this name to the mouthful that was 'Amaryllis Euphemia Potter'. What had her parents been thinking?)
Aurora had been aware from the beginning – and being a baby was humiliating – so bore witness to her bitch of a mother running off with another man after abandoning her, but considering Henry made the woman sign over all her rights to Aurora, she supposed things worked out for the best.
Now she was twelve, her new dad was in his early eighties, and her older brother was in his forties, and here she was in the nineteen fifties with all sorts of knowledge about things like Voldemort and certain deaths, but she couldn't do anything.
Could she do something about Orion Black?
From what she'd seen of the man he was serious, collected, and way too attractive to be normal. (Aurora had unfortunately had to deal with puberty early in this body, and her hormones were constantly going haywire.)
The sound of the door opening broke through her musing and she lifted her head to see who'd wandered into their family library, subtly gripping her wand in case she needed it.
The door swung open, and the very object of her thoughts strode in.
"Heir Black, it's a pleasure to meet you formally. Do you require anything from the Potter library today?"
His head cocked to the side as he studied her with narrowed eyes. "Miss Potter, it's a pleasure to meet you also. I apologise for the impertinence, but I was under the impression that Henry Potter's daughter was merely twelve."
"I am twelve," she stated.
"Are you?"
Grey eyes bore into her green orbs and she felt her breath catch. It was as if he was looking through her, looking through the persona of Henry Potter's quiet and studious pre-teen daughter to who she really was, seeing the indecision and frustration buried under plans upon plans in the back of her mind.
This man was brilliant, and devious, and if she left this situation alone he would end up trapped in a loveless and hateful marriage, and she couldn't bear to do that to Sirius again.
But if she did something, Sirius might not exist again.
Aurora looked up at the inquisitive silver orbs and smiled widely.
"Physically."
Orion's lips twitched before settling in a smirk. "You're quite intriguing aren't you, Miss Potter? Your future husband will be delighted with you."
She frowned at the reminder of the betrothal contract she had in her room. Henry Potter would never sell his daughter against her will, but the circumstances of Aurora's birth made it so people were unwilling to associate with her. Accepting a contract would alleviate much of that.
A hand gently gripped her chin and tilted it upwards. If she were the stereotypical pure-blood girl she'd be screaming at having a man touch her without her permission, but Aurora was fascinated with Orion Black. Was this what Sirius would have become without Walburga?
"Are you betrothed?"
She blinked slowly. "Not yet. My father doesn't want to do that to me, but my situation has its issues. I'm sure you're well aware."
"I'm well aware that the entirety of magical Britain has managed to write off a fiery and intelligent young woman without even giving her a chance."
Before she could answer him she felt firm lips press against hers and she squeaked, eyes widening with shock. She was twelve! She was twelve, and very much underage, and she was being held against a muscled chest as her mouth was slowly devoured by the man towering over her.
A few minutes later he pulled back and smirked down at what she knew was a very red face, and she could feel one of his hands stroking her hair.
"If I said I wanted to petition your father for a betrothal contract between the two of us, what would you say?"
Aurora froze as she considered the implications of this offer. Her father worrying over her future, the power of a Black in her quest to kill Voldemort again – she might even be able to tell Orion the truth – and saving Orion, Sirius and Regulus.
Making changes wasn't necessarily bad.
"Yes." Her answer caused a smirk but she shot a question at him before he could start gloating. "What about my schooling?"
The smirk widened and he leant forward again, their noses barely a centimetre apart. "You will continue and graduate with your peers, of course. I've always been an avid believer in the best things coming to those who wait."
She flushed at the insinuation and glared up at him, eliciting an amused smirk that she wanted to wipe off his face.
At least things won't be boring.
A/N: Hey guys!
This is actually a story I want to do at some point, so I thought I'd have a go at doing a quick excerpt. I tried to go with slightly different personalities, but it just didn't want to be written like how I tried lol.
I know some people probably don't like the underage aspect, but I did try to hint that nothing would really happen until she was an adult.
Let me know what you think :)
Happy reading!
