A/N: So I wanna go ahead and start by saying this is my first fic that I'm writing so I hope I can get a lot of constructive criticism! Recently, I've been reading Black! Harry and most of them are very well made and I enjoyed reading them to the fullest. I've decided that I want to try and write one myself! The pairing is going to be Harry/Bella, since I've only read a few good stories with this pairing. And this be taking place pre-boy-who-lived so during The Marauders Era.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter in anyway shape or form! This is just purely for entertainment purposes! Belongs to J.K. Rowling not me!

Anyways let's jump right in!

October 7th 1957

The cries of a baby echoed the whole manor of Black. The baby shuffled whilst in the comfort of his mother before settling down, to a calm state.

"O-Orion, He's so handsome! My sweet baby! W-What should we name him d-dear!" Walburga Black wasn't a women that would be seen speaking so nervously, however, the toll of birthing her first child was enough to make her emotions run wild.

Orion Black, the acting Lord black, on the other hand, looked stern as if the birth of his first child didn't faze him, one could even say he was emotionless, but deep down in Orion Black, it was the one of the happiest days in his life.

"I thin-" before he could finish his words, the closed door behind him crashed open and the rest of the Black family rushed in.

"How is he Orion! And how is Walburga!" Cassiopeia Black eagerly exclaimed towards the couple as she rushed towards them.

"Now Cass, give them some room, nothing can happen to the black family in the manor," this voice belonged to The Lord Black's names Arcturus Black, tall and majestic in all his might.

"Arcturus! Cassiopeia was looking out for them! Don't be such a prat!" Scolded the Lady Black, aka Melania Black(nee MacMillan) who stood with her arms crossed.

"Alright, Aright, whatever, the boys name Orion?" Arcturus sounded disinterested, but a clear gleam could be seen in his eyes for his first grandchild.

Orion Black paused for a second before looking down at his son who still remained calm despite the loud ruckus.

"His name, it will be Hadrian, yes, this is my son, my firstborn,

Hadrian Arcturus Black!" He firmly stated.

Walburga looked content with the name and smiled whilst cradling her child in her delicate porcelain arms.

Hadrian Arcturus Black opened his eyes for the first time to see his family staring down at him, his emerald eyes projecting a deep power behind them. And as if on queue, Hadrian started giggling and clapping his hands together after his father announced his name to the world.

Arcturus Black stared intently into the boy's eyes, his posture changing into one of awe. But before he could get a closer look, The child clapped once again and everything turned pitch black.

Shocked by this, Walburga held onto her first child tightly as she could shielding him from possible harm. Cassiopeia, Melania and Orion all took out their wands in haste and faced towards the only entrance to the room.

"Father stay here with Walburga, Aunt Cassiopeia, mother and I will search the house for intruders, Kreacher! Lockdown the manor now!' Orion Black was unfazed, if any dared to harm his son he'd murder them brutally.

"Now, now, put your wands away! And Kreacher do not put the house on lockdown!" Arcturus calmly interrupted.

"Put our wands away? Are you senile, father? All our candles have just been snuffed out and there might be an intruder in the house, and you want to tell me to put my wand away? You're fucking mental!"

Arcturus merely gazed at the silhouette of his son before snapping his fingers, the room was filled with colour once again and he could now see that Orion was sweating profusely. "Do you really not trust the Black wards Orion? There is no intruder. In fact it was caused by one of us!"

Everyone in the room looked confused and questioned themselves on who would've nox'd all the light out in house. The Lord Black smiled, he put his finger out pointing at the only bed in the room. Walburga was confuzzled as every other person in the room. "Me? How that possibly of been me? You must definitely be out of your mind now! You probably got dementia or whatever those mudbloods call that brain disease," She said with her confident sassiness returning to her.

"No, not you Walburga, use your thick skulls! You baboons!" He aggressively spoke, still standing tall.

The Blacks has now realised that the source of the nox has been the baby, Hadrian.

"Arcturus mind your mouth!" His wife retorted, "But how could it have been Hadrian, he was just born! Accidental magic can't occur by newborns!"

"Ah, just because the ministry says it cannot happen does not mean it would not! Heh Heh! He will be the pride and face of the most noble and ancient house of Black! AHAHAHAHHAAHAH!" The madness of the Black clearly visible in the Lord. "I can feel pure magic radiate from his eyes! Be proud Orion! You birthed a son, and gave me a grandson, who has limitless potential! And Orion, do not ever curse at me again or I will hang your body in the dining room, for 8 hours, in nothing but your shoes!" The last part vigourously vocalised from his mouth.

Orion visibly flinched from threat his father had said, he knew that it would be carried out if he stepped out of line again. "Yes father!" He monotonously said.

Walburga Black looked down at her child before kissing his forehead, "Hadrian my dear, you will be the most powerful wizard on the planet! The blacks will nurture you to your fullest potential!"

"Well, I will head out with Melania to inform the rest of the Blacks of this fortunate event!" Came out the mouth of Cassiopeia Black, "They'll be pleased to know that the next generation of Blacks are going to be lead by a formidable wizard!"

"Alright Cassiopeia, and Melania? Make sure to let Pollux know that I've got a grandchild before him!" Arcturus and Pollux have been competitive with each other for every little thing in their lives, where it be looks, who's the better wizard or even who has the first grandchild.

The two mature witches, said the rest of their partings and walked out the door leaving Orion, Walburga, Arcturus and Hadrian in the room. Arcturus soon followed them, the rest of his day occupied by endless amounts of business meetings.

Walburga now recovered from her temporary weakness looked at Orion. "Orion, we'll make him the best won't we? We'll teach him everything we know and much more! We'll get father and aunt and maybe we can let Dorea teach him, so that he can heal himself!"

Orion nodded as his wife continued to ramble on how their firstborn would be the greatest wizard, surpassing even Merlin. He looked at his son's eyes, he could feel the power expel from them, he knew he would be destined greatness.