Chapter 7 - How to play this?
The first night, I realized that the game could no longer be saved when trying to sleep. Being concerned about perma-death, I looked into the respawn functions to see if the system even had any. It turned out to be like GTA where if I died, I would appear at the nearest hospital with 25% permanent loss in Random Stat and a level loss and XP reset to zero of the level you end up dropping to. This was, however, only viable from level 5 onwards. Thus I would have to be level five to get the GTA respawn feature but could then be killed 5 times before Game End/Perma-Death.
The second thing I noticed was the Crafters Tab as it had an orange border and was locked till level 30. Reading in the gamers manual I found what the Crafter's Tab was and why it was important. Anything that can be created can thus be created using the Crafter's Tab. the downside was that everything had to be known about the item being crafted to thus be crafted. In the case of a Gun, I would have to know how many pieces the gun has, how they are molded and how they fit together. It was as hard to use as it was OP.
More importantly, Crafter's Tab could be used as a safe way to experiment and craft Spells as there would be no lash back, just failed spell creation, materials used and time spent. It was practically the holy grail for a Magic Nerd.
Moving on…. I also looked into Gamer's body and Gamer's Mind. The good and bad thing is that they don't exist and yet do.
Let me explain. GTA. There are no known mind influencers or mind readers in GTA so it's hard to predict how Mind arts would affect me. The gamer's body, on the other hand, is most definitely a thing in GTA and It's quite broken. A person can be riddled with holes but after eating snacks or ducking into cover / evading combat, can be back to full health in just a few quick seconds.
That and plus, in GTA 5 there is the ability bar. That has been converted to a mana bar. The difference is that all the bars can be altered or influenced by either character stats or by leveling the Bars themselves through repeated action. After depleting the bar due to whatever reason and then letting the bar regen and repeating the action. Eventually, the bar would increase.
This mechanic made sense to me as in the HP world, repeated use of mana results in more mana in the mana pool. Repeated healing would mean a person's magic becoming accustomed to healing them quicker or just more efficiently in general.
As for the Mind Art fuckery that may or may not be present in the Magical world. I will just have to quickly acquire and master the Arts. As for how I would go about acquiring such probably restricted magics?
Well, I'll leave it up to my questline to guide me. After all, I received my Hogwarts letter today and so as promised my [PROPHECIES CHOSEN] proc'ed and thus gave me a quest.
In this case, It's more of a heist prep mission chain with the eventual heist dated to the day of departure of Hogwarts itself.
The first prep was tomorrow morning.
!PreHeist Mission - Acquire knowledge Forbidden!
!PreHeist Mission - Acquire Stick of Miracles!
!PreHeist Mission - Acquire Ring of Mastery!
The first one was dated to tomorrow, the second one was dated to 3 weeks from now. On the day my professor would come to pick me up and the final one was a day after the professor's visit.
Since I had not much else to do for the night and it was getting pretty late, I chose to retire to Dreamland.
The morning after.
The first PreHeist mission pinged and changed status to start at 09:00 and woke me up.
Mother was already gone as she worked from 9 to 5 in a rather established accounting firm. She would only return home around 7 or half 7ish due to commuting times. Incidentally, that was the deadline for the mission.
Not wanting to delay, I grabbed 2 toast and made one jammy sandwich and I ran towards the general direction of the H on my mini-map. Did I mention I had a mini-map?
I probably did, Shame there was no enlarged map until I had mapped all of England or had gained access to a whole detailed map of England.
I should probably look into fixing that, an enlarged map would really help in navigating this world. Not only that, I should look further into the GTA system and see what else is available to me.
Maybe an inventory not affected by physics? I'll look into it later. My destination is only 2 blocks away now.
The Leaky Cauldron, that's where the H is. I should have seen this coming. Of Course, mother would buy a house close to the main hub of magical activity in England. She knew from the start that I would need access to this place and so she went out of her way to make it convenient for me. She bought a house in central London and probably spent her entire life saving on this. How can I not love her? She is the best mother ever.
Though her expenditure on these things is questionable at the best of times, this is her way of caring and not outright saying 'look! I love you and so I bought you this'. Plus, I find it funny and slightly concerning how she is an accountant but has very little money sense when it comes to me. Moreover, I'm the heir Black, it is not like we will want money anytime soon after I sort out the inheritance at Gringotts.
Walking into the building, I'm hit with a rather vigorous churning in my abdomen. It's not fleshly but more ethereal. Great, another thing on my list of things to look into. Will I ever get to the end of the list? Find out 9000 episodes later.
My agitation at having a lot of homework/research was swept aside by the massive, tight but jiggly ass in front of me.
I was barely taller than an adult goblin and whilst true, a comment on my height usually meant hospital time for the commenter. Though I know fully that Black Gene plus Angelic Beauty equal CasaNova.
Anywho, After getting an eyeful long enough to enjoy it but not long enough to be seen glimpsing. I observed the woman only to be confused, then dismissive as it wasn't the weirdest thing to happen to me.
{Molly Weasley}
Age 29
Pure-Blood Witch
Molly is a Pure Blooded witch with 7 kids. ?. ?.
After a profile card popped up, I was told that I could find further information about people by increasing either, relationship status, legitimacy, or spying on them somehow for a certain amount of time.
I was definitely getting more information on her. First, there were the question marks and then there was the fact that the woman did not look like a mother of 7 or like Molly Weasley in the HP movies.
Following her through to Diagon alley as she opened the wall entrance. I realized another thing. This woman was not with or being followed by a bunch of redheads as is usual with the Weasley Brood.
I had some time to kill before the time for the quest became a concern so… follow her I shall.
I know that this is probably wrong and all that but after what happened to me last time I'd rather do whatever I want and die rather than be constricted to things like laws and morality and die a pitiful death.
Motherfucking scorched earth from here on out, especially if this is also a darker and more sinister version of the HP world.
Eventually, my victim enters a building. Turns out, the Weasleys weren't piss poor here, they actually owned a Shop here in Diagon Alley. Even if it was a run-down wooden shack-like thing barely standing upright at the edge of Diagon alley and knock turn alley. It showed that things were not what I had imagined. I will not be caught off guard this time so I'll be spending a lot of time snooping around Diagon alley but also hitting the books.
Furthermore, due to my oblivious victim not noticing me following, my Stealth Bar had been flashing a +5. I'm guessing that is because I stalked her for 5 minutes without her noticing. 10,000 being the magical number to reach to max out stealth. By the way, Maxed stealth did not mean invisibility or anything close. Just a passive and powerful aura like 'notice me not charm'.
Looking as casually as I could, like someone browsing through the goods on display, I looked in to see Molly opening a Pouch and stocking her shelf with all sorts. Intrigued, I decided to just go in and ask as any child would. It is not all that suspicious for a child to lose himself to curiosity and thus approach people about it. I could also pass as a soon-to-be Ravenclaw, so nothing too bad or attention-drawing.
Hopefully.
As I enter I realize that I have NO MONEY!
Ah…. I'll just wing it.
"Hello, Can I help you, young man?" Molly greeted and enquired.
"I was just wondering about the books you have on the shelf and how much they are for?" My best shy kid impression works but probably due to the fact that Molly probably assumed me to be one of the anti-social kids.
"Are you starting Hogwarts soon dear? If so, the entire set of first-year books with finely detailed notes will only cost you half the price here. That is if you're not too bothered about the fact that It's a second-hand book." Molly tries to sell me her product whilst miss leading me.
I asked about the books she had on the shelf and not what she can offer me after all.
"I would love to Madam, it's just that mum has already bought me a set. I would love to have the notes one too though, maybe with my next week's allowance? Also, are the books on the shelf the ones you were talking about? Can I have a look at one of the pages to see what the notes are like? It would let me know if it is worth getting. Also…. " I had really sold the Ravenclaw play as she was smirking and holding up a hand to stop my rapid-fire questions.
"Hold on...The books behind me are for 4th years and older people. As for the notes, why don't you bring the new books here and exchange the new ones for the ones with the notes? I will even add three things in this shop for free if you do that." Molly really wanted to find a way to profit off of me here. I might just go with it though, any three things from here will probably raise less suspicion from here than anywhere else because in a short while I will be the talk of the town. A black prince shows up out of nowhere and takes the heirship from the Malfoy's. Again I'm assuming a lot here and that is clearly bad as I found out last time.
And that's 360 folks cuz I need books and people to commune with to see what I am now dealing with. What if Narcissa never married into the Malfoys or what if…
I bring myself back to the present, the 'what if' scenarios were a quick way to get anxiety.
"Can I have a look around then? To see if there is anything I would like? Also, you never told me the price of the Books. I know the new set of first-year books costs around 10 Galleons" I ask her skeptically, a Ravenclaw does not get scammed and a Slytherin never lets his 'sliminess' get caught.
Which one am I? Take a guess.
"The books are worth around 7 galleons and 12 silvers. I'll spare you the calculation, that's not even close to the price I was giving you on outright purchase. As a muggle-born, you may not know this but second-hand books are near enough in perfect conditions due to preserving charms." Molly adds trying to make sure I understand that she is already giving me the best offer possible.
"Can I see a list of all the books you have available then please, I do get three things for free right?" I'm now starting to find acting like a shy Ravenclaw a bit annoying.
Thankfully Molly is too busy counting her eggs before they have hatched to notice anything wrong. After all, from her perspective, I must have been the easiest customer ever. There is no one that would exchange a new book for an old book just to have access to notes made by a Weasley. Also, Pride means no matter the value difference, new is better than old so why would anyone downgrade and thus be laughed at for having something worse than their peers?
"Here it is...I'll also give you a list of other things in here just in case the books are not to your liking." Molly hands me two pieces of paper, one with book names and one with random names.
BOOKS
Goblins Of The Past.
Trolls and Slaves
Advice on Vampiric Creatures
Weird Warding
Happy Harry and the Hunchback
Rites over rituals
Tangible mind for Teenage Thoughts.
Risks of Rituals.
The book list was rather extensive and I had a basic idea of what each book was about based on the title.
Book 5 surprised me. Though I guess it really shouldn't have as it's me who's expecting a fucked up canon. It still might be tough due to probably some insignificant and irrelevant action somewhere in the past.
Oh well, such is the joy of playing a game WITHOUT a Walkthrough. Let's all agree to not mention the cheating gamer system...yeah?
Good.
The second list was of items and other miscellaneous stuff.
GOODS
Elixir of Potency/ Stuff of Stamina in the Sack
Lotion of Lust
Bedtime Ballards.
Potion of partial morphing
Pillow of peaceful sleep
Book of buggery
Seven ways to swallow
Kamasutra and the Covens
Bracelet
Ring
Other things available, please ask the Clerk.
That was not a list of things I was expecting, Some are things I'm gonna have to ask about.
I'll have to go back for today and get my mission item as time is running out but I am definitely coming back and asking more on some of these things.
"Madam, is there a way I could convince you to let me take the three items with me? I would rather exchange my new books after 3 weeks because it's not something I wanna have to explain to my mother. I have some money on me at the moment but I don't know where to exchange it..." again Molly the money-making Milf had interrupted my little 'outburst'.
Sigh. I do grow tired of this but will have to hold out for years yet.
Speaking about the milf, I had saved a lot of money for the nation Wank Bank. All you have to do is look from your referral and plus a teenager got to do what a teenager got to do.
"I know what you mean. I'll accept muggle money as I can exchange it at the bank and deposit it straight away. I don't want any less than £30 though." Molly says, extending her hand. The hard sale/assuming the sell tactics she was using on me did not escape my notice.
I give her the money and before choosing the three things I want I ask her a few loosely related questions to see if the knowledge is widespread or not.
"I think we would be taught at Hogwarts about vampires and stuff in the first year, right?" I ask her, knowing how well versed she is in business. I can tell she won't cheat me here as I will be at Hogwarts soon and she can't afford to have a reputation as a cheat or liar amongst the muggle-born students. They clearly seem to be the bread and butter of the Weasley household considering some half-bloods and most pure-bloods avoid the Weasleys on principle.
"Vampires and other dark creatures are a subject taught generally in the defense in the dark arts so you will learn about the vampires just as much as you will about dust bats. I would not recommend other vampire books as most hold prejudice against them. How about you take the book on a trial read as a freebie on Old Molly here.'' She smiles and hands me a rather thin book and I mean comic book thin. "You can return it when you bring the new books in three weeks' time and can either pay me for the book if you find it worth the read or not. It's all up to your judgment and discretion." Molly really was trying to build a report with me here.
"In that case, thank you 'Old' Molly. In fact, can I ask how old you are? Are you really really old but have magic disguise? How old are you really?...did I ask that already" I sputter out a few questions and the more I sputter the more information I get from Molly.
Molly just sighs, looks like she was already used to Ravenclaw pupils.
"I am 29 dear and thus 'old' to you."
"So no magic?" I pressed her, wanting an answer on how she didn't look at all like the mother of 7.
"Magicals age a lot slower and are usually stuck at a certain look for decades. Thankfully mine stopped aging me at my prime. Some age up till 40 or even 50 before they stop aging physically for decades at a time. Now, come on young man, Pick your 3 things. I'm eager to see what you pick." she informs me and then urges for a selection.
"What's the teenage mind book thing about?" I asked her straight up.
"It's about controlling your emotions and urges as that can help with going through puberty and reducing accidental magic happening," She says with a smirk, expecting me to be shy or something.
It's time to turn the tables, I think.
"My mother says that the best thing to do during puberty is to keep an open mind. I guess I'll take that book. Can you tell me about the partial morphing, pillow, the ring, and the bracelet please?" I was rather proud of how easily I switched that. This has an end purpose you see. I'll have Molly supply me with useful but obscure things like sex magics and items. I already have a connection with her as an existing customer so she won't shy away from selling me legal to slightly illegal stuff. The base trust would be there between us as customer and seller.
This could be a connection I could exploit as she needs money and I have lots of it and she can get me interesting things for a rather cheap price.
"The ring and bracelet are currently just jewelry, ready to be enchanted for the wearer. The pillow allows one to wake up from a 4-hour sleep fully rested and without fatigue. The potion on the other hand is a limited version of the Polyjuice potion. It lets you change your body to look slightly different." Molly fires answers right back, keeping up with me.
"Where would I get the full version, the Polyjuice? And what can the Polyjuice potion do?" I ask back as soon as she finishes speaking. This conversation would soon dive into quick short questions and answers. Just the way I like it.
"The Polyjuice potion is heavily regulated and so getting it is as hard as brewing it."
"In that case, I'll also take the pillow and the morphing potion. Thank you, Madam." I finish and take a few breaths as if I've been wounded by the quickfire questions and answers.
"Here you go dear, and be sure to bring the books in a few weeks ok?" Molly hands me my selected items. I leave the store 30 pounds lighter but 4 items heavier.
Now to complete the mission.
Shit, only an hour left. Probably should have done this first and then gone to Molly's.
Walking past a wizard in a rush I pluck his hair and run away shouting "PRANK!".
I got dismissed by most people as an unruly child with no manners, after all, who would assume an 11-year-old muggle-born would have a limited version of the Polyjuice on him.
Turing into an alley and waiting a few minutes to see if anyone was following me or observing me and finding no one doing so. I mix the hair with the Polyjuice and drink it.
Soon I was a bit taller, with different colored hair and a louder voice.
Time to get my hand on the mind arts. 45 mins remaining. I rushed from there to the bank to convert 1000 pounds into galleons. With all my life savings turned to galleons I went to the book store in knock turn alley with confidence and bravado.
Thing is, if you look ready and confident enough the thugs will doubt themselves and not target you. This was a knock turn alley and no one except the thugs and peddler were who they were meant to be.
I got to the shop and rather than the meet and greet we went to business. It was strictly business in these places. No one walked up to their drug dealer to have a gossip session after all. Illegal shit needed to be done fast and quietly.
I asked the Clerk for all books regarding mind arts and rituals. I had a haul of 7 books in a safe shrunken bag with 2 Galleons to spare. The bag cost me a bit extra, otherwise, I would have had an extra book with me.
I quickly rushed from Diagon alley to home once I saw that no one was following me out of knock turn alley. Rather a Lucky and expensive day for me today.
Mum had arrived home a while after me and told me we were gonna go out and eat somewhere.
A shower and 20 minutes later we were in a car and heading towards a good Italian restaurant nearby. I had expected more progression from the muggle side, the timeline and dates still match up with the canon but muggle technology does not.
A website for public use or a computer with some household relevance should have been released even if it should have cost an arm and a leg but there isn't. Newspapers claim that the Era of information and technology is a little over a year away. Then again, I could be mistaken. It's been a long while and I have no correct and absolute memory of canon to know the date or even year Harry Potter went to Hogwarts. Though that could be corrected when I reach Hogwarts, I'll have access to the infamous Hogwarts rumor mill after all.
The diner was a nice and quiet affair with nothing of note.
Getting home, Mother was exhausted and decided to hit the bed early. I, on the other hand, decided to read as much as I could.
First book. Mind arts.
There was a way to increase the gains and reduce the time learning it but it would be very costly. Like 500 galleons costly. Just to become adept at the art, after that it all depends on you.
See, a beginner in the mind art needs to be able to consciously direct their subconsciousness. Thereby creating a very high and hard barrier to entry into this branch of magic.
A few selective potions can be used to make the process easier and quicker by a margin. The potions on the other hand are expensive and not so easy to acquire. Therefore I'll have to offer goblins an incentive to acquire them for me without the hassle of finding them myself.
I'm leaning towards doing just that because currently I'm not even close to beginning the practice of Occlumency and I've already emptied most cabinets and snacks in the fridge.
Fun fact, in GTA eating snacks, can increase stamina and health depending on the item but it also increases the character's weight as shown by the character getting chubby. In my case, that happens too but the fat is broken down at a rate visible to the naked eye and is converted to mana. That means more food = more magic spells. More magic spells= more mana bar XP.
I won't be getting OP by overeating, after all, a cabinet and fridge worth of food are about three spells, and its 5 mana bar regens before I gain 1 XP. It's a way to grow strong by just passively overeating at Hogwarts, I guess.
Potions are still more effective after all.
After seeing the rising sun outside my window, sleeping sounded more and more appealing.
Waking not an hour after to feel nothing and everything in my mind as chaos reigns it. Apparently trying to manipulate the subconsciousness had consequences and I was not dealing with them.
Feeling like my head was about to implode and feeling a fit of laughter rising due to that morbid feeling I decided the best thing do was run and keep running till I was too exhausted to care or feel anything.
Falling down the stairs was not part of the plan and neither was breaking my neck. It happened as soon as I stepped down the first stair and soon up turned down and right turned more right resulting in my head twisting to an angle it shouldn't be.
That should have meant death, that should have meant pain. All I felt was a bubbling laugh that wasn't able to get out.
Mother rushed out of her room to become a screaming mess at the sight of me.
Not a second later though I was flat on the floor and a rough cracking and bone creaking noise had me back to looking normal. My health bar was flashing red, mana was going crazy and stamina was stuck at the half, neither increasing nor decreasing.
Taking a few deep breaths and relaxing only to be showered in tears by my mother enveloping me in a hug. Trying to figure out what was happening I realized that I had my clarity of mind back and a notification.
!PROPHECIES CHOSEN ACTIVATED!
[PROPHECIES CHOSEN] LVL MAX
When the moment comes that the dark one returns, a refusal shall cause an age of kinship and the end of peace.
+10% Luck on all encounters requiring the Luck Stat.
+Selective Events are triggered every year.
Apparently, in the background, there had been a save check and my luck had saved me. Plus an event had triggered.
!No pain, No gain!
A Scam mission. Fate has chosen you to be its bitch so why not use its gifts to gain as much as you can. It's your right after all. Paid for services rendered and all that.
(Can not be permanently injured or killed in the next 24 hours. All XP gains doubled. No death penalties.)
This was interesting and extremely masochistic.
Fuck! I'll do it though.
After putting mother back to bed for some rest due to her passing out after a while. I continued my quest for Death. She must have been mentally exhausted and emotionally unstable upon seeing her son laying there with his neck twisted.
Before going out though I left her a note saying that the incident was due to accidental magic and so I was going to St Mungo's for professional advice. Also taking some money for payment if needed.
Taking a bus straight to the seedier part of London I plan out my day of Pain. A death of magical exhaustion is definite as the system has already told me of no repercussions.
I eventually came up with a way to safely grind points to the near max and learn about magic. I was gonna go with the Chi approach and see how circulating and forcing magic out of my arms would do. If I succeed I could then go on to practice on some thugs or gang members.
With my mind made I got off the bus and found an alley in which to try my first attempt at circulating magic like Chi.
End result?
Bleeding from all pores and tiny explosions taking part in my brain and bones.
5 minutes later I tried a different approach of just willing magic to my arms.
It was a success until my mana bar depleted, flashed red, and kept flashing. The longer I held it, the more it hurt. This, however, wasn't a physical injury it was spiritual I think. The closest feeling is when you miss a step on the stairs and barely manage to save yourself and have this weird feeling in you of evading a painful fate.
I sat down in the alley with the back corner of the alley supporting me from falling to the back or my side.
For three hours I faded into and out of consciousness whilst leveling my mana bar to maximum. After 3 hours though the mana bar had gained 2100 XP and leveled up twice to become level 3 out of five.
All these bars maxed out would make me reach the peak potential of an average human. For example, my stamina bar would mean I can be as fast as a peak-level muggle athlete. It is also however based on age group. So with a maxed stamina bar, I would be the best endurance runner among the teenagers.
In simple terms maxed bars mean Olympic level stats after 18. That also meant maxed out mana bar would give me peak mana capacity for my age group. I would still be no match for behemoths like Potter, Tom and DumDum but I won't be a side character just skirting along with either.
After the mana bar XP gain stopped for the abusive exercise I was doing, I decided to punch it up a notch again with another crazy idea.
Holding my breath, I force magic to my lungs and keep it this way till I'm close to passing out. From my pulsing blurring vision, I can see all three of my stats increasing again but not with the vigor I was hoping for.
It seems I have found a grinding technique that isn't as lethal but that means continuous grinding even after 24 hours so that's good.
However, since shoving magic into lugs wasn't that lethal I decided to redirect it to my bones trying to see what that would do. Weirdly enough it increased my health just as much it reduced my mana.
This day of experimentation was bringing out results that I would be hard-pressed to find otherwise.
Thinking back to my difficulty with mind magic I decided to throw all my mana into my brain.
In retrospect, I wasn't thinking at all. Throwing all my mana would result in mana exhaustion at the very least and throwing it at a vital yet squishy organ?
Bad move.
My screams were most definitely loud and the spasms were not something to experience either. Waking up in the morgue was not ideal. But the not-so-bright part of me wanted to rinse and repeat with one slight difference, the brain was going to be the corpses and not mine.
I was out again due to exhaustion but there was something else...flashes and my mind becoming very heavy.
Soon after being mistaken for a corpse again and thus being incinerated, I learned that constantly burning for a while unconscious was a quick and painless way to max health and mana.
After that though, playing and experimentation time was over. The mission was gone and had left me with maxed out mana and health but stamina was still a while from being maxed.
Sneaking out of the morgue at night time was easy, no one monitors the dead as they aren't known for being active. Plus there isn't any CCTV camera etc yet.
Getting home in the morning the day after was when I realized I would have to explain to my mother what happened yesterday and what the people at St Mungo's said.
Letting myself in using a hidden key, I hear voices as I approach the lounge room. Two random female voices and my mother's.
"Little Reggie was always like that from the beginning." Female one mused.
Before, I could get closer or even hear any other of their conversation. I was welcomed by the second female voice.
"Ah...finally arrived have you?"
Walking in I saw 2 women I was not prepared to meet in any capacity yet.
"What? No warm greetings for your 2 aunts?" Spoke Bellatrix Black.
"Come now dear, he seems to be in some state of shock for some reason. Let him regain himself first." Narcissa Black smirked.
"Taurus, don't just stand there dear and come meet your Aunts. They're here to take you back to the black house so that you can take up your heirship." mother kindly informed me.
This seemed rather out of whack and again I should probably let the canon series rest.
"Why now?" I ask, looking at Narcissa.
"Because you were not known to us before 3 days ago and now you are our only hope back into our Noble house. We're lesbians you see." speaks rather cheerfully as if she hadn't dropped 2 bombshells on me.
One kicked out of House Black for being lesbians or kicked out from house black for being lesbians as sisters.
"I think you broke him.." Bellatrix says with wry amusement. While mother just sighs and sits back with a defeated look.
After a while, my mind catches up with me and I give up thinking, planning, and scheming, and just going along with the flow from here on out.
The saying about a rock going with the flow becoming more well-rounded and the mountain that gets slowly chipped away by the river strikes again and again in my head.
It was just better on so many levels to just go with the flow from here on out and live till the fullest.
"Sup Auntie, been so long I forgot you existed," I say with a casual smirk of my own.
Mother looked shocked and lost whereas Aunt Bella was laughing outright.
"So you knew about us brat?"Aunt Bella questioned me.
"Mother told me all she knew about my father's family," I say simply in response.
"Well Taurus, We can help you take command of House Black and all we ask in return is that you reinstate our previous status in the House. Wouldn't you want to get your hands on the heritage that was denied to you?". Narcissa somehow felt genuine with her statement.
"Can we talk about this later? I need to rest. Healers orders.`` I more or less inform them and vacate without a response.
Once in bed, I realized mother had not been as worried or anxious about me being ok. Normally she would have turned into Inko from Boku no hero academia.
Now that I think about it, isn't this the same thing as the anime? An absentee father, a mother trying her best, and a child mostly useless until he gains admittance into a special school. The reasons and some factors may differ but it was mostly the same thing.
Why the sudden change though?
I heard knocking and before I could respond Narcissa had already walked in.
"I hope I didn't interrupt you.'' It was hard to believe what she was saying due to the lack of sincerity in her tone.
"I just want you to hear us out and then sleep on it. It won't take long, I promise." Narcissa says.
"...Fine." No harm in knowing more I guess.
"I'll fill you in on some key things that you may not know yet about the wizarding world before I get to my own story. That is unless you are too tired and would rather do this in the morning?" She asked to make sure it was ok for her to go ahead just in case I WAS actually tired and not just pretending.
Seeing as I had a tiring day and while not physically tired my mind was running on fumes.
"I'll opt for tomorrow morning as this seems like a long conversation and by your tone, it seems like one I don't want mum around for," I state.
Without much fanfare, I was soon in bed and out like a candle.
The next morning.
!Quest Timeline Adjusted!
!Heist mission marked Completed!
!Rewards are delayed till the end of Flash Quest!
!Flash Quest!
!The House Rises!
The House Rises.
Take your rightful place in this Game and Aim to Thrill.
(Gain 5 followers, Declare yourself as the Leader of the Dark Faction and instill fear in those that Challenge your claim. Rebuild House Black to its former glory.)
The quest was basically directing me to simply take one path and that path was going with my 2 Lesbian Aunts.
Getting out of bed, getting clean, and ready for the day, I head down to the breakfast table.
There I see...Narcissa with a collar around her neck, naked and across Bella's lap. This was a show I would happily enjoy. Again sadly, I was still a teenager and my body was just not quite ready to enjoy erotic activities.
"About that story, you wished to tell me..." I trail of clearly urging her to start from where she left off last night.
"Ah, yes. Give me a moment dear." There was no hint of embarrassment or anything, she was clearly acting like there was nothing wrong with the situation.
Whatever, I don't care anyway.
After a few seconds and with the aid of magic she was fully dressed and Aunt Bella had excused herself for some reason.
"Right, where was I last night?" she questions me.
"You were about to tell me some things I needed to know about magical Britain.." trailing off, I see a hint of recollection on her face and leave it to her to continue.
"Right, the few need to know things about the wizarding world. The first thing to know is that nearly all wizards and witches have a weirdness about them, what that depends on the person themselves. My sister, for example, likes to inflict pain onto others and feel superior in a sense. I, on the other hand, like my sister in a way that would make most cultists jealous. Bella also likes girls younger than herself and I like being used and cast aside. These are just a few things that are 'wrong' with us. Most other witches and wizards will portray that nothing is wrong and will try their hardest to hide their flaws. The only reason I told you is that we have no choice and that Bella told me to. She's sorry by the way. This situation makes her feel weak so she doesn't want to be here at all but she has given me permission to hold nothing back and tell you all you would need to know." Narcissa starts the story with another revelation that surprisingly makes me feel rather confident due to sheer exploitation now readily available on every witch and wizard.
I have already given up hope on anything remotely canon Harry Potter and am now just going to take everything at face value.