*In the previous chapter:
And that was how their days went. The teenagers would clean with Molly and Ronald, pretending that they were actual family, eat dinner with the present order members and then go plan how to take down that same order's leader at night with their real family. Sirius stayed at Black Manor and was only seen during dinner, where he sat quietly eating and only talked to the teens, Remus or his cousin Tonks, if they were eating with them. Remus, on the other hand, only showed up once a week at most. He pretended he was busy with work and order business, while he was actually in the hidden manor helping his wife and friends with their plans.
A week after the presumed dead wizards and witches were 'resurrected', they started the first step of their plans and sent out the letters to everyone involved.
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When he had woken up that morning, Lucius Abraxas Malfoy was not expecting what would happen that day. He had woken up feeling empty and lonely, which was a normal feeling for him, he was used to it. He had had breakfast with Narcissa and Draco, engaging in casual, but boring, conversation. Don't get him wrong, he loved them both, but he just didn't feel like they were a family.
After breakfast, he went to his office. While he was going through ministry paperwork, an owl flew through the window, dropped a letter in front of him and left before he could even blink.
After staring at the place the owl had come from for a few minutes, he took the letter from off of his desk and opened it, and what he read both confused, shocked and excited him. He knew whose handwriting that was, but she was supposed to be dead.
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Lord Malfoy,
I am writing to inform you that I have taken up the mantel of Lady of the House of Black, and as your wife is a member of my house, I decided to inform you promptly so that you and your family may know before the next Wizengamot meeting, where I will be announcing myself.
I would also be honoured if you and your family would join me and some of my associates and friends for dinner tonight at six pm to maybe discuss how I would go about inducting myself into the Wizengamot. I would also like to ask you some questions about the agendas of the different sects of the Wizengamot to see which one I should align the House of Black with. There are a few things I would also like to inquire upon and was told you were the best one to approach.
If you and your family are available and willing to join me for dinner, this letter is a word activated portkey. The activation code is 'toujours pur'.
Yours sincerely,
Baroness Black
Lady of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black.
Ps. ego solemniter iuro quod ego sum, usque ad non est bonum. (Translation: I solemnly swear that I am up to no good)
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He knew it was Lyra Black, but that couldn't be possible because she was dead. But no one he knew who would trick him, knew the famous Marauder saying, especially not in Latin. He was definitely curious now. There was something going on and he was going to find out what that was. Making a final decision, he stood up and went to find Narcissa. They had a dinner invitation at six pm that night to get ready for.
Little did Lucius know, all around England and Scotland, people from different sects and backgrounds of the British wizarding world were getting similar letters and were making the same decisions.
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At 5:50 pm exactly, Lucius found himself standing with Draco in the foyer of Malfoy Manor, waiting for Narcissa to finish getting ready. Once she was downstairs, they huddled together with Narcissa's arm through his and Lucius's other hand on Draco's shoulder, with the letter safely in his pocket, Lucius called out 'toujours pur' and the familiar sensation of portkeying surrounded all three of them.
When the portkey stopped, he found himself in a familiar formal sitting room, surrounded by a lot of different people from different backgrounds. From where he was standing, he could see the tell-tale red hair of the Weasley family, the distinct monocle known to be worn by Amelia Bones, dangling from a person's pocket, presumably the decorated female herself, he could also see the greasy, long black hair of one of his closest friends, Severus Tobias Snape.
All of a sudden, there was a bright flash of light and he felt himself collapse onto a chair that wasn't there previously. Before he could do anything, he was retreating into his own mind and relieving memories long forgotten, or erased from his mind, of the love of his life, his wife Dorcas Meadows-Malfoy.
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Draco Lucius Malfoy, on the other hand, was seeing a life he had never known was his, but everything was definitely coming back to him now.
He was seeing a toddler version of himself, but with dark brown-black hair, playing with another toddler who looked exactly like dark-haired toddler-him but the other toddler's hair was darker and instead of stormy-grey eyes like his, that child had hazel eyes, with a ring of silver around the irises. From previous memories he had seen prior to this one, he knew the other toddler was his older twin brother, Hadrian. They both looked about two years old.
While they were playing together in what looked like an informal sitting room, a couple came in from a side door, the male of the couple was carrying a baby who looked around one years old. The male, who he now remembered was his real father, had dark brown hair like his and hazel eyes similar to his twin brother, while the woman, who, as his mind supplied to him, was his real mother, was beautiful with her raven hair, that looked almost navy blue in the lighting, and stormy grey eyes, the same as his own. The baby his father was holding, who had dirty blond hair and hazel-grey eyes, was his baby sister, Luna.
And while he was seeing the family play together on the floor, a few things finally dawned on him. First off, this wasn't just any family, this was his family. Second of all, his name was Draconis Sirius Black-Potter, not Draco Lucius Malfoy. Thirdly, his parents weren't Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, his parents were James Potter and Lyra Black and his twin brother was Harry bloody Potter, well his name was Hadrian Jameson Black-Potter, but still. He was definitely going to kill Albus bloody Dumb-as-a-door for what he had put his family through. And the last realisation he had while he was watching his lost memories was that he looked pretty damn hot with dark hair.
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Lucius Abraxas Malfoy and Draconis Sirius Black-Potter weren't the only ones relieving lost memories, all around Black Manor's formal sitting room, people were collapsing onto conjured chairs, relieving their obliviated memories.
Amelia Grace Black-Bones, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and her niece Susan Amelia Bones, Heiress Apparent to the Most Noble House of Bones, were both relieving memories of a raven haired, blue-grey eyed man, the man they both loved, Sirius Orion Black. Amelia's husband and Susan's beloved uncle paddy, her uncle/father-figure.
Severus Tobias Prince-Snape, Lord of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Prince, was relieving memories of his first and only love, his wife Lillian Caroline Prince-Snape née Evans-Sayre and his beautiful daughter and heiress Ginevra Lyra Prince-Snape. He was seeing his younger-self talking it out with the Marauders, becoming a member of their ever-growing group of friends and he even remembered Dumbledore obliviating him and putting spells on him to make him bully his daughter, all gryffindors and especially his friends' son, Hadrian. Let's just say, Severus Prince-Snape was very angry.
Arcturus 'Arthur' Septimus Weasley, head of the Most Ancient House of Weasley, his wife Narcissa Callidora Weasley née Black and their three sons William 'Bill' Arcturus, Charles 'Charlie' Septimus and Percival 'Percy' Cygnus were all remembering a happy time when they were together, before Molly and Dumbledore came and tore their little family apart.
Edward Tonks, his wife Andromeda Druella Black-Tonks and his daughter Nymphadora Andromeda Black-Tonks were relieving the truth behind both the dark and light side and they all came to the same conclusion. They were no longer on the side of the light, and they never will be. Dumbledore tore their family and their friends' families apart, and he was going to pay for messing with the Blacks.
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While everyone was relieving their memories, Luna Lillian Black-Potter was already reuniting with her parents, they were crying and hugging each other like their lives depended on it. Why Luna wasn't relieving lost memories like her brother was, well, that was because she was a true seer, so she knew from the start that she was not a Lovegood but a Black-Potter, she was just waiting for her parents to wake up for her to reveal that piece of information. But that wasn't important at the moment, right now she was just happy to be back in her mummy and daddy's arms.
Tom Marvolo Riddle, on the other hand, was both baffled and exasperated. He wasn't baffled by any memories, oh no, he wasn't obliviated, so he wasn't relieving anything. No what baffled and exasperated him, was how could a small group of his followers and four teenagers do in a week, what he had been trying to do in fourteen years? He knew he shouldn't be baffled, though. If anyone could do it, it would be Lyra Black-Potter and her merry band of misfits. It was always the bloody Marauders, he thought, internally rolling his eyes. But internally, he knew he wouldn't have had it any other way. He won't be telling them that though, wouldn't want to boost their ego.
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And while Tom was having his internal monologue, everyone else had woken up and were reuniting with their lost family. And there were a lot of surprises to behold in the room.
The normally stoic faced, epitome of everything pureblood, Lucius Malfoy was squishing his wife in a hug, and there might have been a few tears shed, but if asked later, he would say it was just some dust in his eyes.
Draco had been pulled into a hug by his weeping mother, who were then joined by his father and sister. And wasn't that a sight, the strong minded leader of the female Marauders, the Lady of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, Lyra Cassiopeia Black, was full-on bawling while hugging her son and daughter. Now all she had to do was get her Hadrian here with them, and her family would finally be complete.
The woman that always had on a perfect poker face, Narcissa Black, was crying happy tears while hugging her three sons. She kept mumbling about how much they had grown and how she was so very proud of all three of them. Bill, Charlie and Percy, for all they said about not caring when Molly belittled and discouraged them, they actually did care, and them actually having a supportive and loving mother was a big deal for them, so they didn't even try to hide their tears. Arthur, on the other hand, was just watching his wife smother their three sons with a happy smile on his face. They could finally be happy, together.
The strong and independent Head of the DMLE, Amelia Bones and her always calm niece Susan were both seen crying and clinging to the body of a very happy Sirius Black. He finally had his family with him.
But even while all of this was happening, they all had the same thought running through their minds. They might be together again, but they'll never be a complete family, not until Hadrian was with them, safe and sound.
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After they finished their reunions, and Lyra and Sirius had gotten a death hug from their cousins, Narcissa and Andromeda, the McKinnon-Lupins and McKinnon-Prewetts, who were upstairs talking, joined them in the sitting room to discuss their plans. After sitting down in an armchair beside the fireplace, Tom asked the question that was on all of their minds.
"Now that almost all of us are here and have been reunited. There is a very important question we need to answer. How in the bloody hell are we getting Hadrian here?" Tom asked all of the people that were around him.
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Little did they know, Hadrian was already aware of everything. And he was beyond angry.