Repromissionum Leo
Summary: Here it is! The long awaited sequel to 'Serpentis Inter Leones' (you should read that first, because you won't understand this if you don't). This story goes through Allie's 7th year at school, her relationship with Harry and her long awaited happy ending...or not. The 1998 Triwizard Tournament brings friends and family together, then splits them apart again. Will the Malfoys be shattered once more? And will true love blossom between The Boy Who Lived and The Girl Who Promised?
Disclaimer: All past plotlines (which were in the books) belong to JK Rowling. All present plotlines, plotlines from Serpentis Inter Leones, Allie and any characters who were not in the books belong to me.
Chapter One
A/N: This chapter is dedicated to NyxBorn, who gave me the idea for the book. Thank you so much!
Three weeks after Harry found the mysterious note in the tapestry room of 12 Grimmauld Place, the Chosen One was sitting impatiently in front of the fireplace at the Burrow, with his best friends Ron and Ginny. Just then, three owls came zooming through the open window, landing inches away from the ceramic vase teetering on the table, each carrying a letter in their beak. Ron reached towards the large tawny owl with numerous charms and beads around its neck and took the letter it was holding. He read it and turned to the others.
"Luna says that she can't come. She sends her love though."
"Yes, Neville said the same." added Ginny, petting the overweight barn owl with a broken wing that had been carrying Neville's letter. "What did Allie say?" she asked Harry, who had gently taken the green-sealed envelope in the beak of the delicate snowy owl and read it.
"She said she can come, but she's going to have to sneak out. Her dad won't let her go to Diagon Alley."
"That's understandable, what with the book and everything."
"What book?" asked Harry.
"You mean you don't know?" asked Ginny, clearly surprised. She ran into the kitchen and plucked a book from the kitchen table, throwing it down on the table. He picked it up and read the back cover out loud;
The Black family are the largest Pureblood family in the Wizarding World, but as for being 'always pure', not quite. Read about the odd one out, being sorted into Gryffindor and ending up in Azkaban, the two Death Eaters, both killed fighting for He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Read about the disowned woman with her Muggle-Born husband, Metamorphmagus daughter and grandson and werewolf son-in-law. Read about the perfect Pureblood wife and mother and her scandalous secret daughter.
Turning to the front cover, he saw the Black family crest inset on an emerald green cover, above the silver gilt letter which read;
Toujours Pur or Toujours Perfect? The Lives and Lies of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black
By Rita Skeeter.
"Rita Skeeter! That cheeky cow!"
"To be honest, Harry, we were all quite surprised that her next book wasn't about you." pointed out Ron.
"Yes, but Rita Skeeter hasn't got any real dirt to spill on Harry. The amount on the Black family could ruin them all. In fact, it almost has." snapped Ginny.
The argument between the pair lasted for several minutes and had finally reached such intensity that neither noticed the emerald flames had flared up.
"Guys?"
"Yeah, well, everything isn't all about you, Ron!"
"Guys?!"
"Oh, you can talk, which boy have you moved onto now?"
"OI!"
The voice came from the blonde adolescent leaning against the fireplace.
"Oh, sorry Allie. Didn't see you there." whispered Ginny and Ron in syncronisation.
"Better. What are you arguing about this time, then?"
"The book."
"What book?"
"Rita Skeeter's new 'behind closed doors' novel."
"Ooh. What's it about?"
"You mean you don't know either?" asked Ron in surprise, holding out the book to her. She took it and began to read the blurb, her expression sinking further into dispair with every word she read. She opened the book and read the chapter on herself.
"Oh no." she breathed. "This will destroy Mum. She's been building her reputation back up since the end of the First Wizarding War. And Dad getting put in Azkaban didn't help. Oh, this is a disaster." she cried, settling her head in the palms of her hands. Harry instinctively wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Allie lifted her head at this sudden movement and smiled, slowly lifting herself to her feet.
"Oh, no, I've left my bag at home."
"It doesn't matter."
"No, it does! It's got my money in it. I've got my Gringott's key, but I can't make a withdrawel, because then my dad will know that I'd been to Diagon Alley. I'll be two secs, I promise."
"Hey, why don't we go with you? Then we can go straight from there."
"Good call, Ginevra." said the blonde, putting on a very snooty, posh voice.
"Why thank you, Alyssienna, dear, I do pride myself on quick thinking." the redhead replied, imitating her friend until all four were in stitches.
"Come on!" cried Allie. "I had to sneak out while Dray was in his room. We'll have to go right past it, so we have to be quick and quiet."
"Okay, let's go." said Ron, following his sister and best friends into the fireplace.
They emerged in a richly furnitured study, draped in the Slytherin colours of shimmering silver and deep forest green, with well polished maple furniture. Harry did not look too different about it, because he was used to the similar furnishings of Grimmauld Place, but Ron and Ginny were gaping in awe at the obvious splendour of the room. However, they tore their eyes away from it and followed Allie up a winding maple staircase, while was carpeted in the centre by forest green velvet. As they reached a large hall, one of what seemed to be hundred of rooms, they reached two winding staircases. One was made of black marble, with silver snakes intertwined to make a pattern of designs in the delicate material. At the top, there was a maple door with silver writing enscribed on it, which they could just about make out as the word 'Draconis'. Alyssa climbed the staircase and bent down to spy through the silver keyhole. She then decended the staircase and began to climb the other, made of white marble and with silver flowers intertwined, instead of serpents. Passing the beech door enscribed with the word 'Alyssienna', the group entered Allie's bedroom. She walked to her walk-in wardrobe to retrieve her handbag, while even Harry gaped at the obvious splendour of the room.
Ginny just managed to breathe "This...is so...cool."
The room itself was huge. In fact, it was so large that there was a small, white marble staircase at the side of it leading up to a balcony, on which was situated the largest bed that Ron and Ginny had ever seen. On the lower level, there was a green velvet plush sofa, with two matching armchairs, all around a beech table that reflected the light of the room. The entire room was coloured in a light, airy green, with blossoming silver flowers climbing the high walls, intertwining to make endless patterns. There was a writing desk in the corner, a few feet from a large beech bookshelf which was filled to the brim with novels, textbooks and pieces of parchment. The most amazing thing, however, was the green, velvet seated swing hanging down from the balcony. The ropes were silver and there were imitation white roses twirling around them.
The three remaining in the room decided to go their seperate ways to explore the room. Ron wandered absentmindedly to the bookshelf, picking up random pieces of parchment and reading them, attempting to memorize as much as possible from the answers she had been writing for their upcoming NEWTs. Harry walked up the stairs to see the pure white Persian cat, reclining on the green covers of Allie's bed and pawing slightly at the silver flower embroidery, who immediately started purring softly as Harry stroked it's soft fur. Ginny had decided to go into the walk in wardrobe to help Allie. She gasped as she saw that it was this tidy and this beautiful. The walls were the same as her bedroom, but they were mainly covered by large beech wardrobes, mirrors and a curtained off area, which Ginny guessed must be for if she wanted to change into something and her father or brother were there. She sat down on the green velvet stool in an attempt to leave the wardrobes alone. She failed. The redhead lept to her feet and pulled back the sliding doors, marveling at the beautiful clothes. One particular item caught her eye and she was about to remove it when she realised that Allie was standing behind her.
"Sorry." began Ginny. "Curiosity got the better of me and-"
"Ginny, it's fine, don't worry. I found the bag."
"Great! Let's go, then."
They both walked out into the main bedroom to find Harry and Ron gaping at an envelope and two pieces of parchment.
"What's the matter?" asked Ginny. Harry cleared his throat and began to read the letter out loud;
"Dear Miss Malfoy,
We are delighted to inform you that you have been accepted to Beauxbattons Academy for Magical Young Ladies. Term begins on September 1st and the carriage will leave from Gringotts Wizarding Bank at precisely 11am. Please find enclosed a letter detailing the equipment and uniform that you will require. We await your owl not later than July 31st.
Yours Sincerely,
Madame O. Maxime.
Headmistress."
Harry finished and joined the Weasleys in staring down Allie.
"You're going to Beauxbattons?" he asked.
A/N: I wanted to be as descriptive as possible with the bedroom because I had a very clear picture in my mind of what it looked like. I hope you have one too. :)
