AN: Sorry for the wait and thanks to all the readers and reviewers. I do not own Harry Potter.
Chapter Four
Dean had decided to spend some time up on the roof of Gryffindor Tower for about half an hour before breakfast. His mind still reeling from the events of his fifteenth birthday. Hell, his Mother had immediately dragged him to Gringott's for a Heritage Test when his eyes had shifted color at breakfast that morning. That she'd even known what it was or where to get one had been another surprise, not quite as big as what came later. Turns out, Dean's father hadn't been some drunken deadbeat that had abandoned her when he'd found out she was pregnant. Oh no, it couldn't have possibly been that simple. No, Dean's father was a pure blood Wizard whose family line was mixed with Dream Demons, particularly of the nightmare variety. His mother and father were mates, which struck him as odd considering that most of the pure bloods he'd met since entering the Wizarding world had acted like Muggles were beneath them, even those that didn't act all high and mighty.
Anyway, according to his mom, his dad had left pretty detailed instructions on what to do should Dean show signs of a Creature Inheritance on his fifteenth birthday. Instructions he'd only given her in case he wasn't around as Dean grew. Seems he was right to plan ahead as four months into her pregnancy his mom come home to find their place ransacked and him decapitated in the living room.
So, yeah, Dean has had one hell of a summer to try and get passed, as well as learning how to control his new instincts. The books his father had left in his vault were a godsend for that mess.
A soft croon had him shaking his head to bring himself back to the present and Dean turned his head to face where the noise had come from. A Gringott's owl was perched on a roof tile close to him and lifted a talon to show him the letter tied to its leg. Reaching over, he undid the tie and watched the raptor take to the sky before turning his attention to the letter he now held. Checking his watch, he quickly shoved the letter into the pocket of his robes before shimmying to the edge of the roof.
Glancing over the edge, he noticed the window into the fourth year dorms was still open. He smirked before dropping off the edge of the roof, quickly shifting into his raven form and flying a couple rounds around the tower before gliding into the dorms. Seeing the dorm was mostly empty, just Seamus still sleeping away, Dean shifted back where he stood and quickly gathered the things he needed for class. "Seam, hey Seam," he says approaching his best friend's bed. "Seam," he tries again, louder this time and chuckles when the other boy shifts, pulling his pillow up over his head. "Seamus Finnegan, if you don't get out of that bed right this moment, I will write your Mother," he yells and Seamus sits bolt upright in the bed.
"Ye will nae," he snarls and Dean dissolves into snickers at the look of betrayal on his friend's face.
Dean calmed his laughter before motioning to the empty dorm. "Breakfast will be over in forty-five minutes," he huffs out in explanation, which had the other boy cursing and rolling off the bed.
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Aurora was sitting in the Room of Requirement during her free period right before classes ended and thought about the conversation she'd had with her fathers at breakfast. Dumbledore wanted Harry and Riddle to kill each other, thus destroying a prophecy that they'd bring about good changes in the Magical world, changes that Dumbledore didn't want. "What did the old man have planned for this year that needs Harry to compete in this godforsaken Tournament?" she murmurs staring up at the ceiling as she twirled her wand between her fingers, the twelve-inch piece of Blood Oak sung as it passed through the air, getting louder the faster it moved between her fingers. She continued staring up at the ceiling, lost in thought until the door to the Room opened, Harry, Hermione and Luna walking in. Casting a Tempus, Aurora raised an eyebrow at the time and was kind of glad she'd changed into regular clothes at the start of her free period. "You guys all ready?" The three of them nodded, looking around the room and probably trying to figure out how we were going to leave. "Who's first?"
Luna stepped forward, holding her hand out to Aurora. "I've always wanted to know what it felt like to travel through an aspect of nature," she breathes and Aurora grasped her hand, pulling the girl into a hug.
Harry and Hermione were left gobsmacked as a flash of light engulfed them and they were suddenly gone, the faint smell of ozone lingering in the room. Just as suddenly, Aurora was back and holding out her hand for the next person. "You can travel through lightning?" Hermione asks as she took Aurora's hand and they were gone, leaving Harry standing in the room by himself.
As Aurora arrived back, he stepped towards her, holding out his hand, asking, "Does it feel as cool as it looks?"
"I'll let you decide that for yourself," she says taking his hand and pulling him into a hug as her magic swelled around them.
He'd closed his eyes in expectation for it to be as uncomfortable as portkeying but when that feeling didn't happen, he opened his eyes. Watching the world speed past, he compared it to flying on his broom but a whole lot faster. "This is so cool," he yells over the sound of rushing wind around them and Aurora laughs, zigzaging a little before flipping them to land on their feet.
Hermione and Luna were standing where she'd left them, standing in an alley between Flortescue's and a new restaurant. "It's even prettier to watch," Hermione breathes and Aurora motioned everyone out of the alley and towards Gringott's. Marcus appeared with a blast of cold air and took Aurora's hand in his as they walked towards the big, white marble bank.
"I'm so glad they changed into normal clothes," Marcus murmurs and Aurora chuckled, though her eyebrow twitched in irritation when her eyes landed on Harry's regular clothes.
Aurora glanced up at him, cuddling closer to his side as she looked around the alley. "Harry's regular clothes aren't very promising in the 'he's not abused' argument Dumbledore keeps giving the goblins," she growls and Marcus nods, eyes narrowing as he notices the crowd growing around the three younger students. When Aurora saw what was going on, she growled and let go of him, elbowing her way through the crowd until she was standing right behind Harry.
A red-headed couple were standing in front of Harry, Hermione and Luna, keeping them from continuing on to Gringott's. "Harry, why aren't you at Hogwarts, where you're safe?" the woman says with so much false concern coloring her words that Aurora had to fight every urge she had to pull him away from her with a warning growl to stay away from him.
Harry looked at her warily, having caught the same edge to her words that Aurora had and clung to Hermione and Luna's arms. "One of my friends had something to do at Gringott's, so she got permission to bring us along with her so we could get some extra things that had been on the list this year that we forgot to get, Mrs. Weasley," he answers and her eyes narrow, looking over his shoulder at Aurora.
"And who might you be, dearie?" she asks loud enough to bring the attention of everyone in Diagon to them and Aurora fought the urge to snarl.
Aurora stepped in front of the other three and held out her hand, giving Mrs. Weasley a cold, pleasant smile. "I'm Aurora Jezebel Sinclair-Prince-Black, AJ for short" she says waiting for the Weasley woman to shake her hand. "Or, in your case, it'll be Lady Sinclair. Am I right to assume that you're Lady Weasley?"
Molly Weasley's face turned murderous as it took on a hideous shade of red and Aurora fought to keep a pleased smirk off her face. "Sorry for keeping you from your business, Lady Sinclair," Mr. Weasley says grabbing his wife's arm and pulling her away in the other direction, leaving a stunned group of teenagers.
"Well," Marcus breathes coming to a stop beside them, "that was odd."
Harry looked just as confused, looking at Hermione. "Was that the same woman who sent Ron that Howler in second year?"
Hermione smirked, "She looked about ready to explode until Mr. Weasley grabbed her and pulled her away from us," she snickers and Luna giggled, hiding it behind her hand as they walked up the stairs, into Gringott's.
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Fenrir Greyback stood in the shadows of Knockturn Alley and watched the group of teens disappear through the doors of Gringott's, barely suppressing a roar of laughter at the Weasley woman's attempt to control Harry Potter. "Did Selene ask you to watch her son?" Narcissa asks as her and Lucius stepped out of a shop just inside Diagon Alley and Fenrir raised an eyebrow.
"Marvolo asked me to keep an eye on Harry," he murmurs and Narcissa nodded, flicking her wand at him. Fenrir's nose twitched as his scary glamour melted away, leaving him looking like his normal, handsome self. "He somehow knew that he'd be here with his friends and Marcus."
Narcissa nodded, motioning for him to come along with them and he rolled his eyes before stepping out of the shadows of Knockturn to walk beside them down Diagon. "Can you believe how much Aurora has changed, Lucius?" Narcissa murmurs leaning into her husband and glancing over the shop windows they passed. "Her and Marcus make a very striking couple, or they would, if Marcus would take off that blasted glamour."
Fenrir raised an eyebrow, glancing at Lucius because the only Aurora he knew of was Severus' kidnapped daughter and as fas as he knew, she hadn't been found. "Sev's daughter transferred to Hogwarts afer she became emancipated from the family Dumbledore had given her to," Lucius answers to the unasked question and Fenrir glanced towards the doors of Gringott's. "She was the burgundy-haired teen wrapped around Marcus' arm."
"Ah," Fenrir murmurs as Narcissa pulls Lucius into a shop and Fenrir follows, shaking his head at the Dragon-woman's child-like behavior. "That actually explains how she was able to piss off Molly Weasley in less than two point five seconds."
Lucius and Narcissa glance at him over their shoulders and seeing the serious look on his face, turned to face him. "She had a run-in with the Weasley woman?" Narcissa asks eyes glimmering in curiosity and Fenrir nodded.
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Aurora skipped down the long hallway, leading the others in the direction of Ragnok's office and humming Nirvana's 'Heart-Shaped Box' under her breath, which none of the others seemed to know. Coming to a stop outside the door, she knocked and waited for the big goblin to answer the door. A gruff, "Come in," was uttered from inside the room and Aurora pushed the door opened, motioning the others into the room before stepping in and closing the door behind her. "I thought you were only bringing, Mr. Potter?"
She lifted her eyebrow at the goblin before smirking, "I may have thought Miss Granger would need a Heritage Test as well." Ragnok gave her a brief nod before sitting down in his seat, looking at the others and turning his attention back to Aurora.
"You don't have to do that," Hermione murmurs and Aurora glances at her, "but Heritage Tests are expensive."
"So, I have enough gold that I could pay for all of Hogwarts to get a Heritage Test and it wouldn't put a dent in it," she snickers and everyone but Marcus and Ragnok looked at her with wide eyes. "I want to see if there's anything interesting in your families."
The two of them stared at her incredulously and Luna giggled, hiding it behind her hand as she coughed to cover when the other two looked at her, eyes narrowed. "I'll do it if you and Luna do one, as well," Harry murmurs and Luna pursed her lips, looking at the big goblin sitting behind the desk.
"Okay then," Aurora chuckles, "that's settled." Glancing to Ragnok, the goblin smirked, revealing wicked-sharp teeth and pulled open several drawers in his desk. Placing four polished, white quartz bowls in front of each of them as he pulled four vials of a grey potion from the top-left drawer, emptying each vial into each one of the bowls as he stood up. He opened the cabinets behind his desk, pulling four pieces of parchment and four, plain white quills before turning back to the desk, setting one of each next to the bowl of potion.
"Please put four drops of blood into your potion and wait for it to finish changing color," Ragnok says and the four of them each pricked a fingertip with the dagger Ragnok had handed to Aurora before he started speaking. Aurora watched as her potion turned a metallic crimson. "Once that's done, I need you to dip the quill in the potion and leave it in for five minutes." As everyone followed his instructions, Ragnok retook his seat as he kept his eye on the clock sitting on his desk. "It's done, now, take the quill out of the bowl and place it on the parchment, if the four of you have done it right, the quill should begin to move over the parchment by itself."
Harry's and Aurora's quills had barely touched the parchment when they took off, flying across and down the parchment, Hermione and Luna's moved a little slower. "Why are AJ's and Harry's moving so fast?" Hermione asks glancing away from her own quill and parchment to look how everyone else's was doing.
Ragnok glanced at the bushy-haired witch for a couple of moments, "The faster it moves means there's more information on them or there are a lot of spells, blocks or potions that were once or still are in a Witch's or Wizard's system," hr answers and Hermione's eyes widened as she glanced back at her two friends.
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Once Molly and Arthur Weasley arrived back at the Burrow, Arthur walked out to the shed where all of his Muggle technology was and began to tinker. Molly glared at her husband's back until she could no longer see him before running to the fireplace and throwing a handful of floo powder in, calling out the floo address for Albus' office at Hogwarts. "Hello, Molly-dear, what did you need?" he asks and Molly gave him a small smile before a murderous look was back on her face.
"I just saw Harry, Hermione and that Lovegood girl in Diagon Alley with Marcus Flint and some bint named Aurora," she snarls and a dark look passed over Albus' face before he hid it.
"Thank you, Molly," he murmurs, "I'll take care of it."
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Marcus watched as all four quills came to a stop at relatively the same time, noting that Aurora's and Harry's were about even in length and Luna's was the shortest. "Who wants to go first?" Ragnok asks and Luna held hers up in front of her, giving the other three a small smile as her blue eyes swirled dreamily. Luna was about to start reading when there was a knock on Ragnok's door and the big goblin stood, eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. "William, I'm in a meeting, what did you need?"
Aurora glanced over her shoulder to see the redhead from the day before standing outside the door and waved when he glanced behind Ragnok to appease his curiosity on who was in Ragnok's office.
He nodded to her before turning his attention back to Ragnok. "Dumbledore's here," he says and Ragnok froze before straightening up to his full height, staring down at Bill. "Apparently, my mother ran into some Hogwarts students in Diagon and told him that they'd been heading into Gringott's when my father pulled her away from them."
Ragnok moved so Bill could come into the room and closed the door behind them, moving back around the desk to take his seat. "Lady Sinclair, did you by any chance have a run-in with Arthur and Molly Weasley on your way here?" he asks and the five teens sitting in front of him began to giggle, hiding them as coughs before the goblin could get annoyed. "I'll take that as a yes. She has informed Dumbledore that you are here and, unfortunate for him, I'm busy at the moment so I can't meet with him."
Aurora sat back in her chair and tapped her fingers on her thighs. "I don't even know why he's here," she murmurs glancing at the other three. "We all informed our Heads of House that we had business at Gringott's today after class."
Ragnok nodded, glancing over his shoulder at Bill who was leaning against the wall behind his chair. "He will just have to wait until I have a free moment during your appointment to deal with him," he murmurs and Bill snickered, rolling his eyes as he crossed his arms over his stomach. "William, if you wouldn't mind fetching Bloodshield, he needs to be here, in case something unsavory is discovered in the Heritage Tests just performed."
Bill nods, pushing away from the wall and disappearing out the door, brushing arms with Marcus who'd stood to stretch and pop his back. Aurora felt a small zing of magic pass through both her and Marcus at the contact, Bill barely paused before slipping out of the room. Marcus glanced at Aurora who had slid farther down into her chair and seemed to be lost in thought for a couple of seconds before looking back at Marcus, a smile pulling up the corners of her mouth.
A small, black-haired goblin walked in at that moment to stand beside Ragnok's desk. "Hello, I'm Bloodshield, Head Lawyer for Gringott's Bank," the small goblin says and the others in the room dipped their heads at him. "You may continue with reading your Heritage Tests."
Luna nodded and coughed, bringing everyone's attention back to her before she began speaking. "Mine says, 'Luna Lovegood, daughter of Xenophilius Lovegood and Katarina Lovegood nee Grey. Heir to the Grey, Aisling and Ravenclaw Families.' That's the first I've heard of that," she murmurs glancing at Harry and Hermione before looking back at the words on her piece of parchment. "'Mates: Cedric Diggory (Alive) and Neville Longbottom (Alive). Under Inheritance and Creature Blocks cast by Albus Dumbledore. Inheritance: Seer (Full Block cast by Albus Dumbledore) (Block damaged by Luna Lovegood). Creature Inheritance: Moon Elf (Partually Full Block cast by Albus Dumbledore). Under a 40% Magic Block cast by Albus Dumbledore.'" Luna's eyes had cleared of their dreamy look and were narrowed in anger.
"Oh no," Hermione murmurs as Luna's long, blonde hair began floating in the air around her and Aurora started to feel a chill crawl up her back as the magic in the room became heavy. "Luna, calm down, we can get angry once we're all done here and then buy feel-good outfits that put a huge dent in one of AJ's vaults." Bloodshield had moved around the desk to collect Luna's bit of parchment, placing it in an empty folder that he'd conjured with a snap of his fingers.
"Love you, too, Hermione," AJ murmurs and Hermione sends her an apologetic look as she continues to try to calm Luna with the help of Harry. "I was kidding, 'Mione." Once Luna was as calm as they could get her, Hermione glanced down at her own parchment and Aurora saw her face go pale. "I'll go next." Picking her parchment up from the desk and rolled it so she could read from the top. "'Aurora Jezebel Sinclair-Prince-Black, daughter of Severus Prince-Black and Sirius Black. Blood adopted daughter of Johnathon Jackson (Squib of the Winters Line) and Valencia Jackson nee Albano (Squib of the Magliaro Line). Lady of the Sinclair, Winters and Magliaro families. Heir to the Prince family. Mates: William Weasley (Alive), Marcus Flint (Alive), Unknown (Alive) and Unknown (Alive). Magical Guardian (Unneeded due to Emancipation). Creature Inheritances: Dragon (Hungarian Horntail) (Active) and Demon (Blood) (Active). Under broken Mental Blocks cast by Rantha Jackson nee Winters (Broken by Aurora Black). Under a broken Magical Block cast by Rantha Jackson nee Winters (Broken by Aurora Black). Under a broken Starvation Hex cast by Rantha Jackson nee Winters (Broken by Aurora Black). Under a broken Wasting Curse cast by Rantha Jackson nee Winters (Broken by Aurora Black).'"
Everyone in the office stared at Aurora as she placed her parchment back down on the desk as she was just casttling back into her chair when Marcus stood up, pulled her up into his arms and settling back into his chair, a growl vibrating in his chest. "Are Marcus' eyes supposed to be that color?" Harry murmurs causing Aurora to look up at Marcus.
Ragnok coughed as Bloodshield gathered Aurora's parchment and added it to the same folder as Luna's, both goblins looked furious beneath their masks of calm. "Marcus' Creature is very protective and realizing what his mate's gone through is troubling him," Ragnok states in answer to Harry's question. "Maybe you should go next, Miss Granger."
Hermione looked up from her piece of parchment and looked around at everyone in the room before dropping her gaze back to the piece of paper held in her hands. "'Gemini Ophelia Lestrange, daughter of Rudolphus Lestrange and Bellatrix Lestrange nee Black. Lady of the Santierick Family and Heir to the Lestrange Family. Mates: Fred Weasley (Alive) and George Wealsey (Alive). Magical Guardian: Narcissa Malfoy nee Black, Albus Dumbledore (Illegally). Under Creature Inheritance Blocks cast by Albus Dumbledore. Creature Inheritances: Shadow Elf (Should have been active since September 19th, 1994) (Full Block cast by Albus Dumbledore), Vampire (Should have been active since September 19th, 1994) (Full Block cast by Albus Dumbledore) and Dragon (Hungarian Horntail; Inactive) (Full Block cast by Albus Dumbledore). Under a Loyalty Compulsion cast by Albus Dumbledore, keyed to Albus Dumbledore and Ronald Weasley. Under a Love Potion (Inactive) keyed to Ronald Weasley. Under a Blood Adoption to David Granger (Muggle) and Aria Granger nee Santierick (Squib). Under a 40% Magic Block cast by Albus Dumbledore.'" Hermione was furious by the time she was done reading, her knuckles white from clenching around the edges of her parchment and she seemed to be biting her lip to keep from doing something. "Why would Dumbledore do something like this?" No one in the room could answer her question for certain so no one said anything and she handed her parchment to Bloodshield who added it to the folder he was holding.
Once Hermione had managed to calm herself, everyone looked towards Harry who had been looking anywhere but his own parchment and he glanced at everyone else in the room before looking down at his page. "I..." he breathes looking up at Hermione and Luna before taking a deep breath. "'Hadrian James Potter-Black, son of Lily Potter nee Evans, James Charlus Potter and Regulus Black. Lord of Gryffindor and LeFey Families. Heir to the Sinclair, Potter and Black Families. Mate: Tom Marvolo Riddle (Alive). Magical Guardian: (Unneeded due to Emancipation), Albus Dumbledore (Illegally). Under Creature Blocks cast by Albus Dumbledore. Creature Inheritances: Metamorphmagus (Will become active on July 31st, 1995) (Full Block cast by Albus Dumbledore), Dragon (Hungarian Horntail) (Will become avtive on July 31st, 1995) (Full Block cast by Albus Dumbledore), Demon (Species Unknown) (Inactive) (Full Block cast by Albus Dumbledore). Under a Loyalty Compulsion cast by Albus Dumbledore, keyed to Albus Dumbledore and the members of the Order of the Phoenix. Under a Love Potion (Inactive) keyed to Genevra Weasley. Under a Nightmare Hex cast by Albus Dumbledore and keyed to Tom Marvolo Riddle. Under a Servitude Compulsion cast by Albus Dumbledore and keyed to the Dursleys. Under a 70% Magic Block cast by Albus Dumbledore. Under a Blood Glamour cast by Lily Potter.'" Harry's magic exploded outward, destroying several glass pieces in Ragnok's office and Aurora stood up, walking over to stand by his chair.
"Harry," she murmurs touching his shoulder and he flinches at the contact as year start falling from the corners of his eyes. "Everything will be okay, I promise."
He looked up at her, green eyes shining with more unshed tears and he wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his face against her stomach. "Thank you, AJ," he breathes and she motions for Hermione and Luna to come over to help comfort him. "I never would've known, Dumbledore never would've said anything and I would've gone through life, married Ginny and probably would've died sometime after, leaving everything to her."
Aurora's eyes narrowed and suddenly a pair of silver wings were wrapped around Harry, Hermione and Luna as Aurora's Dragon and Demon natures combined to protect the younger children. 'I swear, Dumbledore, if that was your plan,' she thinks tightening her wings around them and glancing at Marcus over their heads. "I think we should get them cleansed as soon as possible," Aurora growls and Marcus nods, glancing at Ragnok.
"The Ritual Room is kept prepared for cases such as these, we can head down immediately," the big goblin says before Marcus could say anything and stood, pressing a brick in the wall behind his desk. A piece of the wall slid open and Ragnok motioned them ahead of him through the tunnel leading to the Ritual Room.
Marcus stood and walked around the desk, leading the group down the short tunnel as Aurora, Ragnok and Bloodshield brought up the rear. "The cleansings should only take about an hour," Bloodshield says as they arrive in the huge, cavernous Ritual Room.
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Albus glared at the small goblin sitting behind the desk in the private waiting area and sneered when the goblin would glance away to scratch something onto the parchment in front of him. "How long will it be until Ragnok is ready to see me?" he asks the small goblin behind the desk.
The goblin looked up from the scrap of parchment in front of him. "Head Goblin Ragnok is in a meeting with some of his personal clients," the goblin says returning to what he was doing before Albus began speaking, "he will meet with you when he's available." Feeling dismissed, Albus' eyes narrowed and he returned to his seat, silently fuming. About ten to fifteen minutes later, Albus began to feel a pull at his magic before three strands of different-colored magic, ranging from medium to large ripped free of his magical core and disappeared. "Are you alright, Mister Dumbledore?"
Albus glanced up at the goblin as he clutched the arms of the chair he was sitting in and grit his teeth. "Perfectly fine," he answers and the goblin raised an eyebrow before shrugging, returning to his work.
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The Ritual Room was bustling with activity as the goblins in the room readied Harry, Hermione and Luna for their cleansing. Aurora was standing a little away from their Ritual Circles and tried to remain calm at the sight of Harry's too-thin, scar-riddled body. The worst, in Aurora's opinion, were the words that had been carved into his skin and Marcus' hand in hers kept her from leaving the room to search for Dumbedore to rip his face off for placing Harry with those damn Muggles. The words shone dully in the light from above and Aurora tried to block out her rage at their existence. 'Whore,' shone on his arm, carved so big that it took up the whole expanse from wrist to elbow, 'Freak,' was carved into his right shoulder blade, 'Bitch,' above the waistline of his boxers in the small of his back and 'Monster,' down the left side of his chest. Marcus, feeling her emotions begin to swirl angrily, wrapped an arm around her waist as Ragnok moved to stand beside them. "Alright," he begins turning his attention to Harry, "Mister Potter, Miss Lestrange and Miss Lovegood, the cleansing ritual will remove every block, compulsion, spell and potion on you, as well as any glamours or Blood Adoptions."
"I want Albus Dumbledore and the Dursley family charged with abuse," Aurora hisses between her teeth and Ragnok nods as Harry's gaze is pulled to her before she walked over to stand at the edge of his Ritual Circle. "Is there something wrong, Harry?"
He stared at her for a moment before his eyes filled with tears. "Where am I supposed to go, I can't go back to the Dursley's if what you just said is going to happen and I don't want Dumbledore as my Magical Guardian, it gives him too much power over me," he whispers and Aurora wanted to hug him but knew that she couldn't step into the Ritual Circle, it would contaminate the Purifying Magic inside the circle.
"You don't technically need one," Aurora answers as she studies his features, wondering what all would change once the Blood Glamour was removed. "Your name coming out of the Goblet of Fire and all of the adults, including Dumbledore, agreeing that you had to participate in the Triwizard Tournament emancipated you."
Harry's eyes brightened at that before his face blanked, probably thinking it over. "I think we should keep that little tidbit under wraps for now," he murmurs, fingers tapping out an odd rhythm against his thigh. "Throw it back in the old bastard's face the next time he tries to pull the 'You're a child, you have to do as I say,' crap. So, having a Magical Guardian, at least as a cover, would keep him from knowing that he basically set me up to be Emancipated."
Going over what he'd just said and finding the logic sound, Aurora glanced over her shoulder, motioning for Marcus and Ragnok to come over to the two of them. "Who all can become Harry's Magical Guardian?" she asks once they both were close enough to hear her.
Ragnok glanced at her before snapping his fingers, summoning a folder from his office. "Those eligible for guardianship over Harry are yourself, both your fathers, Augusta Longbottom and Narcissa Malfoy," he answers and Harry glances at Aurora.
"How are you eligible to become my Magical Guardian?" he asks looking from Aurora to Ragnok and back again.
Bloodshield stepped forward to stand beside Ragnok, "As Lady Sinclair is emancipated and, technically of legal age, she can become your Magical Guardian," he says looking over the other goblins as they busied themselves preparing for the cleansings. "And she is Grey, Neutral, in any war that may come, as long as her family is left out of it."
Harry's eyes fell on Aurora again as the other goblins signaled Ragnok that the cleansings could begin. "I'll think sbout it and make a decision once we're done," he murmurs and everyone nods, moving back from the Ritual Circles as Ragnok gave the signal to begin.
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Tom was sitting in his office at Slytherin Manor, looking over the laws his people were trying to get passed in the Wizengamot, laws that would reverse the mess Dumbledore had made of the Magical World since he gained influence. Setting down the stack of parchment, he rubbed at his forehead and mentally reached out for Harry's mind, hoping to catch just a glimpse of what he was doing. A strong wave of pain hit him as he made contact with Harry's mind and he slumped back in his chair, breathung hard as he pushed through the pain Harry was projecting onto him. "What are you doing, Harry?" he murmurs as he pushed up a block between Harry's pain and his mind. "Let's think, you're in Diagon, one of your older friends needed to go to Gringott's and right now, you're in immeasurable pain. Is my little mate being cleansed?" There was a knock at his office door that snapped him out of his thoughts and caused him to straighten up, lifting the pile of parchments off his desk. "Come in."
Barty sauntered into the room, an overjoyed smirk on his face as he took the seat across from him. "How are things going here, Marvolo?" he asks and Tom raised an eyebrow before passing the documents across the desk to Barty, who whistled as his eyes passed over the first few. "You might want to start off with some of the smaller issues before taking on the Rights of Magical Creatures just yet, Dumbledore will shut you out if you immediately go for those."
The blue-eyed man nodded as Barty handed back the documents. "You aren't the first person to tell me that," Tom snickers setting the pages down on his desk. "How is Dumbles doing at the moment?"
"He's been nothing but angry since Snape's daughter showed up at Hogwarts at the beginning of the year," Barty chuckles leaning back in his seat as he watched Tom's reaction to the news.
Tom froze, raising an eyebrow at Barty and leaning forward when he realized that Barty wasn't kidding. "Aurora is at Hogwarts?" he asks and Barty smirked, nodding. "I'm surprised that the old fool didn't have a heart attack at the sight of her."
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Marcus' arm around Aurora's waist was the only thing keeping her from tearing apart the goblins working on cleansing the three younger teens and she knew that the screams echoing through the room weren't exactly the goblins' faults. Hermione's screams became louder as the effects of the Blood Adoption disappeared and her body changed to how it should've been if there hadn't been a Blood Adoption in the first place. Bushy, brown hair became tamer-curled, black hair that fell down to her thighs and she grew taller. Aurora watched as her face began to change, cheekbones and nose becoming aristocratic, lips filling out into a fuller pout. When she opened her eyes, Aurora gaped and cocked her head to the side, staring at her. Hermione's eyes had turned the famous Rosier burgundy, a credit to the Vampire heritage in that family and she nodded in Aurora's direction before turning her attention to Harry in the circle next to her. Harry had grown taller, his shoulders a little broader and he'd filled in so that he didn't look quite so thin, his short, black, messy hair becoming long, slightly wavey and auburn, the same color as his mother's. Most of his scars disappeared, absorbed as the Blood Glamour dispersed, Aurora was quite happy to see the words and his famous lightning bolt fade away.
A blood-curdling scream filled the cavernous room and Aurora turned to look at Luna, who was now floating in her Ritual Circle. "What's happening?" she asks as Marcus' arm tightened around her waist when her emotions began swirling out of control again.
Ragnok's face hardened as he stepped forward to stand at the edge of Luna's Ritual Circle and touched the magic swirling around her, adding his magic to the mix. "Her Elf attributes weren't an Inheritance, she was born with them," he murmurs as she stops screaming and began float back down to the floor. Her blonde hair became even lighter, lengthening past her ankles as her ears changed shape, becoming pointed at the tip and she opened eyes the color of snow with no pupil.
"That means Dumbledore tried to push her Creature back," Marcus murmurs glancing at Luna before going back to Ragnok. "He could've killed her."
Luna giggled, evilly, as the magic in the room dispersed and she skipped around the room, coming to a stop next to Hermione. They linked hands and danced around for a moment before looking towards Harry who hadn't moved yet or opened his eyes. Aurora pulled free of Marcus' arm and walked over to check on Harry, coming to a stop in front of him, she reached out, grasping his shoulder. His eyes snapped open at the touch and she gasped in surprise when she saw them, one still as green as the Avada curse while the other was the same dark, stormy grey as the rest of the Black family's. "Did I change that much?" he asks and his eyes widened at the change in his voice, he no longer sounded like himself. "My voice sounds kind of hot."
Hermione and Luna giggled, staring at him for a couple of seconds and he raised an eyebrow. "You also look hot, Harry," Hermione giggles causing a blush to rise up in his cheeks and both girls fell into a fit of giggles.
"Careful, keep looking at him like that and your mates are going to be jealous," Aurora snickers and the two girls blushed, looking away from Harry. "Just joking." They both glared at her and she chuckles, skipping over to Marcus, hiding behind him and wrapping her arms around his waist.
Bill stuck his head into the Ritual Room, glancing over Aurora and Marcus before turning his attention to Ragnok. "Lord Lestrange is waiting in your office," he says and Ragnok glanced at Hermione before looking back to Bill. "Apparently, he recieved a letter notifying him that his granddaughter, Gemini, has been found."
Hermione looked at Ragnok, who nodded again and motioned for everyone to head back through the tunnel to his office. "Let's not keep him waiting then," he says as everyone nodded, disappearing into the tunnel.
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Bellatrix Lestrange sat in the corner of her cell in Azkaban, staring blankly up at the ceiling and wringing her hands in the tattered fabric of her dress. There was a screech-like noise that sounded vaguely familiar to her and she glanced in the direction of where the noise had come from. A black, horned owl with the Gringott's seal on the chest was sitting on the ledge of the small window in her cell. "Come here, pretty owl, do you have something for me?" she asks and the owl leapt down from the window ledge, gliding down to stand in front of her, holding out it's leg with a letter attached. Untying the letter, she shooed the owl out the window and hid the letter under her as an Auror walked down the hall outside her cell. Once she knew the Auror wasn't coming back, she slid the letter out from under her leg and opened it as quietly as she could. 'Misses Lestrange, it is our honor to inform you that at precisely 1:36 pm today, your daughter was found. Sincerely, Head Goblin Ragnok.' Bellatrix stared at the letter grasped between her hands and felt tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. Folding the letter, small enough to hide in the palm of her hand and slid it into the arm of her dress before crawling towards the door of her cell. "Rudolphus," she whispers staring across the hallway into her husband's cell, "Rudolphus."
There was a shuffling noise from the cell across from hers before her husband shuffled into view and knelt down so he was on the same level with Bellatrix. "What is it, Bella, your leg still hurting?" he murmurs and she gave him a small, soft smile for his concern before reaching her arm through the bars, towards him as she plucked the letter from her dress with two fingers. "What is that?"
Bellatrix raised an eyebrow at him, beckoning for him to take the letter and he reached out, fingers brushing hers as he took the folded up letter. "Hide it," she murmurs as she moves away from the bars when she hears an Auror about to turn down their hallway. Rudolphus slipped back into the shadows of his cell and they waited for the Auror to pass by, but he didn't continue passed, like other Aurors would've, he came to a stop outside Bellatrix's cell.
"Don't you look happy, Lestrange?" he chuckles before glancing over his shoulder at something. "The Dementors will get a really good meal out of this hallway."
"Right," another Auror somewhere,farther down the hallway says and Bellatrix began to feel the chill of the Dementors drawing near.
The Aurors laughed as they left, leaving the halls of the prison at the mercy of the Dementors. "They've found her," Rudolphus says, voice cracking from being louder than a whisper and he grasped the bars of his cell, staring at Bellatrix who gave him another small smile.
"They found our baby, Rudolphus," she murmurs as a tear fell down her cheek.
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Ronin was shocked by what Ragnok and all of the other occupants of the office had just explained before he glanced at the burgundy-haired teen that was standing behind his granddaughter's chair before his gaze moved down to Gemini. "We thought you were dead," he breathes staring straight into Gemini's burgundy-red eyes. "Taken by one of Dumbledore's followers and left somewhere to freeze to death. Thinking you were dead caused your parents to go mad with grief."
Hermione looked down at her lap, hands twisting together as she tried to think of how to word her question. "What did they do?" she breathes and Ronin lifted an eyebrow. "To end up in Azkaban?"
Ronin scoffed and ran a hand through his grey-streaked brown hair. "Supposedly, they tortured Frank and Alice Longbottom, was never proven and they didn't get a trial," he says and the three younger teens looked at each other.
"Why didn't they get a trial?" Harry asks and Ronin glances at him.
"Death Eaters," he answers playing with the rings on his fingers. "Although, they aren't really called that, they never really had an official name."
Hermione looked at her grandfather for a second and Aurora felt her lips twitch in a small, secretive smile. "Would you like to become my Guardian?" Hermione asks and Ronin stared at her for a second before nodding.
Ronin glanced at Aurora before looking at Harry. "So, who are you going to choose as your new Magical Guardian?" he asks and Harry glanced at Aurora. "Good choice."
Hermione nods, running a hand through her now-black hair before both of them stood up, wrapping their arms around Aurora in a hug. "Thank you," Hermione breathes pulling away and Aurora saw the happiness shining in her eyes.
"Don't worry about it," Aurora breathes moving everyone towards the desk. "Let's get the paperwork done and over with so we can go shopping." The three younger ones nodded and Ronin motioned Harry, Hermione and Aurora to come up to the desk close to where he was standing.
Harry looked at the two documents sitting on the desk in front of Ragnok. "The two of you, Lady Sinclair and Lord Lestrange just need to sign these and your Magical Guardian will change," the goblin says standing from his seat. "Bloodshield will file them with the Ministry and you won't have to worry about Dumbledore being able to reverse it. Now, if you will excuse me, I'm going to go deal with Dumbledore."
Aurora chuckled, an evil glint filling her eyes and Ragnok glanced at her. "Bloodshield, would you mind building a case against Dumbledore?" she asks and the smaller goblin raised an eyebrow before smirking evilly. "It'll take awhile, but four of the people in this room have suffered because of his 'greater good' and I'm sure the other three would agree with me when I say that the suffering in our lives lies at his feet."
Harry looked over his shoulder at her and must've seen something in her eyes because he walked over to her. "Lady Sinclair, are you sure?" Bloodshield asks watching as shadows filled the fifteen year olds eyes. "Your memories would be needed, medical records and there are some in this room whom I don't believe would be able to deal with the Wizengamot knowing certain details of their lives before now."
That caused Harry to freeze as he reached out to touch Aurora's arm and she glanced at him as his hands clenched into fists. She raised her hand up to place it against his cheek and projected her memories into his mind.
Harry felt like he was falling for a second before he was suddenly in a small living room. A small girl sat huddled in the corner of the room, seemingly trying to blend into the area around her as a man reached towards her. The man snarled something in a langiage he didn't know and slapped her across the face, letting her go so she slammed into the wall behind her. He went to grab her again and electricity arced from the girl's body, hitting the man. It didn't seem to have any noticeable effect on him as the man grabbed her and threw her across the room into the opposite wall, then proceeded to kick her until the memory went black, Harry figured the girl had lost consciousness. The memory shifted to the same living room, a scrawny, black and blue seven-year old sitting on the floor, looking out the window above her. She was cradling her left arm which looked to be broken in several places and her face was almost unrecognizeable as human with as badly bruised, cut and swollen it was. 'I want to disappear,' she breathes staring at the sky until the sound of the door opening behind her caused her to whirl around. The memory changed but not before he saw an old woman, her face twisted into an angry scowl as she began walking into the room, gnarled hand wrapped around a pale wand. Harry flinched at the next jumble of images and feelings, the sounds of bones breaking as someone laughed from the top of the stairs, the young girl small and unmoving at the bottom of the stairs, head bent at an unnatural angle.
Aurora flinched, pulling away from Harry as her memories began jumbling together and trying to take over her thoughts. She pushed them back, locking them back in the darkest part of her mind and looking at Harry who was staring at her with sad eyes. "I have no problem with my life being on display for the Wizengamot but they have a choice," she breathes and Bloodshield nods, mumbling in Gobbledygook to himself as he began summoning what he'd need.
"Your memories need to go into these vials, Lady Sinclair," he says sliding a box of vials across the desk to her and she nods, stepping past Harry to stand on front of the desk.
Harry moved to stand next to her as she began to extract her memories. "Would you need all of the memories?" Harry asks looking over to the goblin, thinking over what Aurora had said and wondering if Dumbledore could actually be convicted if enough of his victims came forward.
Bloodshield looked over at the Potter Heir and nodded. "It works out better for all involved if we leave nothing out," he says and Harry's eyes go blank, warning Hermione and Luna that he was thinking about it, about letting everyone at the trial know what his 'family' had done to him.
"Is there any way to make sure what is revealed to the Wizengamot stays private?" Hermione asks as her mind drifts to her own home life and how her adoptive parents had wanted nothing to do with her after her Hogwarts letter came when she turned eleven. How they didn't care once they'd found out she had gotten her magic, even after someone had assured that she wouldn't and their treatment became borderline neglect.
Bloodshield looked pensive for a moment, obviously thinking about what Hermione had asked and looked around at the young people in the room. "If there was evidence that something worse than physical abuse had happened to one of the witnesses, the Wizengamot would be sworn to secrecy," he answers and Harry choked, wrapping his arms around himself and dropping to his knees.
Luna was the first at his side, followed closely by Aurora and Hermione. All of them kneeling with him to hug him, Aurora's magic wrapping around Harry's to stop it from hurting anything as it exploded from his body. "Shh, Harry," Hermione breathes rubbing soothing circles on his back.
Aurora's magic was suddenly alone in the room as Harry's disappeared back into him and he lifted his head from their embrace. "You might want to get some of those vials for me as well, Bloodshield," he breathes and the goblin's black eyes widened, "and plan for a Wizengamot session that's sworn to secrecy." Bloodshield's eyes immediately became murderous and he placed another box of vials on the desk before storming out of the office.
Luna's eyes glinted dangerously as the dreamy look cleared. "The crazy, old codger is so screwed," she breathes and Ronin glanced over the children huddled together before glancing at Marcus Flint who was paying close attention to his mate.
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Bloodshield stalked through the halls of Gringott's, heading towards the room the Hogwarts Board of Governors uses and, once reaching it, summoned them. Lord Malfoy was the first to arrive and took in the sight of the furious goblin with something akin to interest in his silver eyes before moving to take his seat. Augusta Longbottom, Gabrielle Zabini, Howard Greengrass, Renard Bones and Selene Flint arrived, took note of the very pissed off goblin and took their seats.
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Narcissa and Fenrir stared at the seat where Lucius had been just moments ago and glanced at each other. "Did he have a meeting that he forgot about?" Fenrir asks and Narcissa frowned before shaking her head.
"I don't believe so," she breathes in answer and Fenrir nodded, looking towards Gringott's to see if the children had come back out yet. "I'm kind of curious about what they're doing."
Fenrir nodded, "Me, as well," he breathes before going back to eating his chocolate and blood-flavored ice cream.
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Bloodshield stood, facing the Lords and Ladies that made up the Board of Governors and took a hissing breath through his teeth. "I summoned you here to give you fair warning that the Gringott's lawyers will be investigating and building a case against Albus Dumbledore for Criminal Negligence of a Child, as well as several counts of abuse," he says barely keeping the anger from his voice. "It has come to the attention of Head Goblin Ragnok that several Hogwarts children were taken from their homes and placed by Albus Dumbledore with abusive families."
"Do you have proof, Bloodshield?" Lady Longbottom asks in a quiet voice, seeming very interested in what Bloodshield had to say.
Malfoy's silver eyes moved to Augusta for a second before he looked back to Bloodshield. "Three Hogwarts students with Inheritance blocks, Creature Inheritance blocks and a number of Compulsion spells, one with a block put on her Creature side that was already awakened when she was younger and the other two were under such heavy blood adoptions that it took a lot of magic to reverse them."
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Ragnok fought the urge to sneer at the wizard sitting across the desk from him. Albus Dumbledore sat staring at the big goblin with an unamused twinkle in his eyes and Ragnok felt a twinge of joy at being able to break Dumbledore's mask, if only just a little. "Ragnok," he begins and the goblin sat up straighter in his chair, wanting to pound the old wizard into the floor for annoying him. "I was already told that five of my students were in Diagon Alley today so I would appreciate if you wouldn't lie to me."
Ragnok raised a bushy eyebrow, an angry sneer raising the right side of his mouth. "And as I've told you, Dumbledore, your students are allowed to leave the grounds if they have appointments here at the bank or at St. Mungo's," Ragnok says gripping the arms of the chair he was sitting in. "They're not breaking any rules by being here."
"They have to tell a teacher before they are to leave the school grounds," Albus hisses and Ragnok raised an eyebrow.
"I believe they did," he growls standing from his seat. "Miss Lovegood told Flitwick she had an appointment here today, as Mr. Flint, Miss Snape, Miss Granger and Mr. Potter all told Snape." Ragnok turned to look at the Headmaster as he pulled the door open, "Have a good day, Mr. Dumbledore."
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When Bloodshield arrived back at Ragnok's office, he was surprised to see Ragnok sitting in his chair watching as Aurora and Harry filled vial after vial with memories. When Aurora was done, she pushed two full boxes and a third that was half-filled to sit in the center of the desk. Bloodshield moved forward, combining the boxes and sealing them so they couldn't be tampered with, Aurora's name appearing on the top.
Aurora stayed beside Harry, offering silent support as he started on his fourth box and slipped her hand into his when he got halfway through that box with no sign of stopping. By halfway through the fifth box, Harry had tears leaking from the corners of his eyes and was releasing small hiccupping sobs.
By the end of the sixth, Aurora's control on her temper snapped and she was suddenly gone, a flash of blinding light and the scent of ozone the only thing to indicate she'd been there. Marcus was gone in a rush of ice-cold air and Bill rolled his eyes, walking slowly towards the door. "I'll go make sure they don't destroy too many things," he says slipping out through the door, closing the door quietly behind him.
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Aurora was so blinded by rage that she didn't notice the hand grab her arm until she was spun and slammed into a wall. Her dragon side reacted badly and she attacked whoever it was that had done so, digging claws into their shoulders to try and get free. "You need to calm down, Aurora," a male voice growls and she snarled, flexing the claws dug into the male's shoulder.
The male growled, the air around her suddenly getting colder and she snarled, reversing their positions when she felt him relax minutely. The face of the twinkle-eyed, old bastard she was going to kill flashed through her mind and she growled out, "I'm going to kill him, don't get in my way."
When she moved to pull away, a hand appeared between her shoulder blades and pressed her forward, against the other male's chest. "We wouldn't be really good mates if we let you get sent to prison for killing someone who'll be sent there in due time," the male behind her breathes moving to stand behind her so she couldn't push away from the one against the wall.
She squirmed, trying to get out from between them and snarled as the contact with her mates started draining away her fury. "Missing two," she growls elbowing the one behind her as she fought to get out from between them.
Bill snarled, pressing her between himself and Marcus, grabbing her arms to keep her from elbowing him again. "'Rora, calm down," Marcus breathes against her ear. "We know our other mates are missing but you won't be able to find them if you wind up in prison for killing Dumbledore."
Aurora began to calm down now that she couldn't move and they were talking to calm her down. "I'm calm now," she breathes trying to get out from between them and Bill moved to step back when Marcus shook his head, able to feel that she was pretending to be calmer than she was, pulling Bill back to them.
"She's not as calm as she's leading you to believe," he says and Bill cocked his head to the side before leaning forward, mentally searching out Aurora's feelings.
Finding a whirlwind of anger and sorrow hiding behind a curtain of calm, Bill raised an eyebrow and leaned into the both of them, resting his head in the crook of Aurora's neck. "Her instinct to protect is really strong," he breathes looking at Marcus as his features changed slightly, eyes turning blue with no pupil as his ears tapered off into points.
"Should've realized you'd be an Elf," Marcus murmured flicking the dragon tooth earring hanging from Bill's ear.
Bill smirked, sandwiching Aurora even tighter between them when she tried to squirm out from between them again. "I'm the first Weasley in over two-hundred years to have the power needed to awaken the Creature Inheritance," he breathes rubbing his cheek against Aurora's neck. "My brother Charlie is an Elf, as well, the one who works as a Dragon Tamer in Romania."
Aurora snickered, leaning her head back against his shoulder and giving him a smirk. "And the twins are Imps, it's why they are so mischievous," she snickers enjoying the flash of surprise that flickered across his face. "Elvish blood runs through the Weasley lines and Imp through the Prewitt, keeping to the twins most of the time, especially if they're in line for the Prewitt Lordships."
Marcus snickered at the face Bill was giving Aurora and leant forward, releasing the Glamour he was wearing. Bill watched in fascination and Aurora giggled as Marcus' form shifted, bones popping as he stretched upward back into his original nine foot frame. "That Glamour has been getting extremely uncomfortable recently," he breathes repositioning them so his arms were wrapped around both of them.
"You're just going to have to put it back on," Aurora snickers rubbing her cheek against his ribs, "especially now that I feel better and we need to go see if Harry and the others are done."
"Ugh," Marcus groans staring down at her with pained eyes. "I was just starting to get comfortable, too." Aurora giggled, pulling him down by his neck to give him a kiss before squirming out from between the two of them and pushing Bill so he fell against Marcus' chest. "You two get acquainted, I'm going back to Ragnok's office.
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Narcissa stared at her husband, eyebrow raised in surprise as Fenrir chuckled in his seat and Lucius was suppressing the urge to smirk. "This better not be a joke," she snarls glaring at her husband from across the table.
"It's not," Lucius murmurs glaring at the amused werewolf sitting to his left. "Gringott's and their lawyers are launching an investigation against Dumbledore, the Board of Governors was notified and most are all equally horrified."
Fenrir's chuckles were getting louder and Narcissa smirked, leaning back in her seat as her eyes sparkled in amusement. "Interesting," she breathes as her eyes are drawn to the front doors of Gringott's where a group of teens had just exited. Narcissa stood, confusion swirling where amusement had been moments ago. "Bella?"
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Aurora skipped down the steps of Gringott's, whirling around as she reached the bottom and giggling as the three younger ones paused in the doorway, hesitant to reveal their new faces. They'd hidden Luna's ears with a small Glamour on the radish earrings she always wore and her eyes with a quick glamour that would have to be reapplied every morning but the other two looked like their new selves.
Harry was the first to start walking down the steps, followed closely by Hermione and Luna, Bill and Marcus bringing up the rear. "What should we do first?" Aurora asks and the three of them looked at each other.
"Clothes shopping," they all say together and Aurora smiles grabbing Hermione and Luna's hands.
Aurora looked back up at the others and grinned. "Come on, boys, follow us," she says before pulling the girls towards a shop that seemed pretty expensive. "Don't even think about arguing, I'm paying for all new wardrobes for you guys."
The three of them had pulled her to a stop right outside the door before she'd said that and now they had stares of shock and awe. "Thank you, Aurora," Hermione says before pulling open the door and walking in, quickly followed by Harry and Luna.
If the outside hadn't driven in the fact that the store was expensive, the inside sure did and the three froze, not knowing what to do in their current surroundings. Aurora, Marcus and Bill stepped in behind them, Bill giving a low whistle when he saw the inside of the store and Marcus chuckled lowly. An employee, a young witch with long, cerulean blue hair walked out of the back room and froze at the sight of so many people before continuing towards them. "Hello, my name is Cassiopeia, can I help you with anything?" she asks giving them a small, polite smile as her blue eyes moved over them all.
"Yes, these three need their new measurements," Aurora says pushing the three youngest to stand in front of her.
Cassiopeia nods, flicking her wand towards the desk at the back of the room and walked back to the door she'd come out of a few moments ago. "Nessus, Venus can the two of you come help me?" she calls before making her way back to the group and a few minutes later two people, one boy and another girl walked into the main part of the store. Cassiopeia had already began taking Hermione's measurements as a quill scratched down the measurements on a scrap of parchment floating next to them. As her and the other two finished measuring Hermione, Luna and Harry they stepped back and glanced at Aurora. "Will you and your group be needing anymore help, Miss?"
Aurora shook her head and Cassiopeia nods, handing her the parchments that had their measurements written down. They were labeled with who had measured them so that they wouldn't get them mixed up and Aurora glanced at the three, handing them each their piece of parchment. "I'll take the girls, Marcus, Bill, you guys help Harry," she says grabbing Hermione and Luna, dragging them over to the ladies' half of the store.
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Narcissa, Lucius and Fenrir walked into Twilfit Tatting's Shop in Diagon, if only to make sure that Narcissa wasn't seeing things. She heard several feminine giggles from the female section of the store and a couple male chuckles from the other side of the store. "I'm going over there," she says motioning towards the woman's section before walking away from them.
Lucius rolls his eyes, looking at Fenrir who shook his head and glanced at Lucius. "Marcus and Aurora came in here, as well, makes me wonder where Potter went," Lucius says and Fenrir shrugs taking a deep breath through his nose before pointing off into the men's half of the store.
"He's here," he says leaning back against the wall beside the door, "just looks like he's supposed to now."
Raising an eyebrow, Lucius glances at Fenrir and chuckling. "You mean they had Heritage tests done and then Cleansing Rituals to get rid of whatever was keeping them from looking how they were supposed to," he says and Fenrir gave a nod, eyes stopping on the woman who'd just stepped from the back room.
She seemed surprised to see the two of them and quickly dismissed Fenrir with a quick flash of disgust lighting her eyes before she hid it behind a pleasant smile. "May I help the two of you, Lord Malfoy?" she asks and Lucius raises a perfect blond eyebrow.
"No, thank you, Cassiopeia, Lady Malfoy just wanted to have a quick look," he murmurs glancing at Fenrir to see his reaction to the woman's actions towards him and made a dismissing motion towards the woman. She scoffed before heading into the back room, causing Lucius to grimace and his nose to crinkle like he'd smelt something bad.
Fenrir growled, "She seems like an annoying little bint."
Lucius snickers and glances over the displays for the women's clothing before looking back at Fenrir. "Gold-digging homewrecker, actually," Lucius breathes and Fenrir stopped glaring at the curtain hiding the back room to stare at Lucius, a question in his eyes. "You didn't recognize the little trollop that tried to get Regulus to leave James and Lily?"
Fenrir shook his head, leaning back against the wall again and began to glare at the doorway again. "She doesn't seem to like Werewolves," he breathes glancing at Lucius through the corner of his eye for a second.
"Thanks to Dumbledore and his ability to twist people around his fingers, no one cares for anyone with creature blood," Lucius mutters tapping the end of his cane against the toe of his shoe.
They heard a quiet snicker and both looked in the direction it had come from to see a boy with long auburn hair, Marcus and another red-head standing in the doorway to the men's section. "Just think what the Wizarding World's reaction will be when they figure out that their savior has creature blood," the auburn-haired teen snickers and Marcus rolls his eyes, bowing his head to Lucius before doing the same to Fenrir.
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Narcissa looked out the corner of her eye at the teen that looked almost exactly like her sister, feeling a little out of sorts once she'd realized that it was not Bella. "Why don't you go try this dress on, Gemini?" Aurora asks holding out a dress that started out a deep burgundy color at the bodice, slowly lightening to lavender at the very bottom.
Narcissa froze at the mention of that name, dark eyes widening as she slowly moved out from behind the shelf and towards the group of girls. 'It can't be,' she thinks but the closer she got to them the more it made sense. "Gemini?" she murmurs quietly, a hand moving up to cover her heart as the girls turned towards her and she saw the black-haired girl's eyes.
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Aurora stared at Narcissa, knowing that she was confused and was trying to piece together what could've possibly happened to her niece. "Aurora?" Gemini breathes and she looked away from Narcissa to give the younger teen a small, reassuring smile.
Aurora stepped toward Narcissa, a kind smile on her lips as she held her hand out towards her. "It's been a long time, Lady Malfoy," she murmurs and Narcissa looks away from Gemini to look at her before taking her hand.
"Aurora," she whispers, "it's wonderful to see you."
As Narcissa's gaze moved back to Gemini, Aurora gave a small smile and looked at Gemini over her shoulder. "Gemini, may I introduce your Aunt, Narcissa Malfoy nee Black, your mother's sister," she says and Gemini's eyes widened at her before zeroing in on Narcissa.
"My aunt?" she breathes slowly moving towards Narcissa and looked her over with curious burgundy eyes. "My real mother's sister?"
"Yes," Luna answers as her eyes cleared of their dreaminess again, zeroing in on Narcissa. "Same thing happened with Gemini that happened with Aurora."
Narcissa's gaze snapped to the small blonde and she knew that the girls knew the anger shining in her eyes wasn't for them. "Dumbledore," she snarls, the shadow of a white and black Dragon flashing in the space behind her.
The three girls nodded, knowing she technically wasn't asking for an answer. "Although, we think he may have hit Bellatrix and Rudolphus with a Charm or Hex that caused mental instability," Aurora breathes and Narcissa narrowed her eyes as her pupils turned to slits. "The fact that all three of Harry's parents were killed and he was placed with people he shouldn't have gone to, you have one giant, boiling cauldron just waiting to blow up in Dumbledore's face."
Narcissa smirked, her anger slowly dissipating and she chuckles. "Add to that the fact that the Dark Lord did not kill Harry's parents and it comes down to the question of who did?" she snickers and the three girls smirked, going back to looking through the clothes around them.