The Marauder Chronicles – Chapter 5: The Morning After The Night Before
I don't know how you do what you do, I'm so in love with you, it just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life, with you by my side, forever and ever
Every little thing that you do, baby I'm amazed by you
Follow Trinity as she makes her journey through life, with Hogwarts, Death Eaters, marriage and death just some of the many obstacles she has to overcome,
Set in the Marauder Years
Yeah, are you diggin' on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm diggin' on you now baby,
Yeah, do you wanna little bit of my love,
Yeah, wait a minute, wait a minute.
All the time I knew that you loved me,
Because you were always there,
Could I be that mistaken,
Believing that you really care.
In the presence of all my friends,
You stood there holding my hand,
And you promise me faithfully ,
That you will be my only man.
Yeah are you diggin on me,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm diggin' on you now baby,
Yeah, do you wanna little bit of my love,
Yeah, wait a minute, wait a minute.
Every time I walk down the street with you,
I'm as proud as a girl can be,
Just to know that you are mine,
And all that good loving belongs to me.
In the presence of all my friends,
You stood there holding my hand,
And you promise me faithfully,
That you will be my only man.
Yeah, are you diggin' on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm diggin' on you now baby,
Yeah, do you wanna little bit of my love,
Yeah, wait a minute, play it for my Little Beaver.
In the presence of all my friends,
You stood there holding my hand,
And you promise me faithfully,
That you will be my only man.
Yeah, are you diggin' on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm diggin' on you now baby,
Yeah, do you wanna little bit of my love,
Yeah, wait a minute, your love is super, oh baby,
See I'm trying to tell you,
Your love is super duper,
Super, yes it is, yes it is,
Your love is,
Your love is super,
Are you diggin' on me 'cause I'm diggin' on you
I'm just trying to tell you,
Oh, this love is super duper,
Wait a minute.
Super Duper Love By Joss Stone
"Hey," Sirius smiled down at Trinity, who grinned back at him. He nuzzled her hair, breathing in her unique, natural scent.
"You two coming down to breakfast?" James asked, interrupting their own little world.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah. You and Moony going down now?"
"Yeah."
"Wait for us in the Common Room," Sirius said, his attention turned to Trinity, who was outlining the tattoo on his arm with her finger. Smiling affectionately at her, he forgot about James, and he kissed her.
Deciding to go to the Common Room, James motioned to Remus to come with him, and he called, "We'll see you two downstairs. Don't be too long."
As soon as the door closed, Sirius rolled Trinity on top of him, running his hands up her body until they reached her ass. She leaned down and planted a firm kiss on his lips, her hair falling into his face as she did so. Grinning into their kiss, Sirius whispered, "You're so beautiful."
Sitting back up, Trinity giggled, and began planting butterfly kisses on his neck.
"I'm nothing compared to you."
Grabbing her and pinning him underneath her, he caught her off guard, pressing his increasing erection into her inner thigh. When Trinity felt it, she moaned involuntarily, not expecting him to be so hard so quickly.
"Are you never not turned on?" she giggled as she leaned down to stroke his erect penis.
She felt him react to her touch, and she wriggled down the bed. Taking him in her mouth, she could feel him throbbing and she grinned up at him. Sucking and licking, she stroked his balls, teasing and coaxing him until she tipped him over the edge.
She felt his cum shoot down the back of her throat, and she swallowed every last bit, before leaning back up to kiss him.
"We'd better go," she said softly. "James and Rems will be wondering what we're up to."
"Oh," he laughed, "I think they'll have a fair idea what we're doing."
She rolled her eyes, and got up off his bed. Turning round, with no clothes on, she said, "I don't have anything to wear."
"Well, you can go down like that if you like," he said as he got up. "But if anyone tries to cop a feel, I will floor them."
"Aw, you're so sweet," she smiled, pushing his hair out of his eyes and pecking his lips.
"Just magic what you want," he ran his fingers through her hair.
"I've not got my wand."
"I can fix that."
Sirius retrieved his wand from the drawer of his bedside table, and reciting a charm, he pointed his wand at his bed, where Trinity's wand appeared seconds later.
She picked it up and cast a spell until she had all the clothes she wanted. Sirius put on a pair of boxer shorts and a pair of jeans. His trademark dog collar came next, and he slung a white vest on, along with the black bracelets he loved wearing.
As he sat down on his bed to lace his boots up, he looked up at Trinity, who was just stepping into her panties. Looking up, her eye caught his through her ebony hair, and she rolled her eyes at him for leering at her. She slipped on a denim miniskirt and a white vest. Plonking herself down on the bed next to him, she picked up the green stilettoed, furry-topped boots and did up the gold buckles. Grabbing the green cropped cardigan she'd magicked earlier, she put it on and waited for him to finish doing his boots up.
"You ready?" Sirius looked up at her as he changed feet and began tying up his right boot.
"Yep," she replied with a grin. "Can't be bothered with make-up."
"You don't need it, you look gorgeous as you are."
With his boots done up, he took a blushing Trinity's hand and led her down to meet James and Remus for breakfast.
"Just look at them," Rebecca muttered distastefully to her friends as she watched Sirius and Trinity sat next to each other a little further up the table from her. "It's disgusting."
"Er...yeah. I've got to go Bex, I'll see you upstairs."
Choosing not to be a part of her discussion, Alice got up from her seat and left to their dorm room, followed closely by Lily.
"Humph!" Rebecca watched as they walked to the door of the Great Hall, smiling at Trinity as they passed her.
"They're even dressing alike now," she continued to the remainder of her audience. "White vests and everything," she pointed out, disgusted. "Oh god, I think I'm going to be sick."
She pulled a face as Sirius, his hand resting on her bare thigh, leaned in and whispered something in Trinity's ear, making her laugh.
Looking round, Trinity caught Rebecca's eye. Sensing the tense atmosphere, she quickly looked away, back at Sirius. Laughing at him, she handed him a napkin as he spilled orange juice down his top.
"Look what you've done!" she tutted, wiping the vest. "And it's white as well."
"Well, I'll just have to take it off," he smirked as she rolled her eyes at him.
"She's even behaving like his mother," Rebecca continued a short way down the table. "They'll be making out next."
Sirius, who had heard everything she'd said, opened his mouth to tell her where to go, when James stopped him.
"Padfoot…leave it."
Glowering instead, Sirius thought for a minute, and then pulled Trinity in for a deep kiss. His hands found her hair, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
James looked at Remus, and when they looked over at Rebecca, her face was an absolute picture. She really did look like she was going to throw up.
"Guys?" Remus said uncertainly, looking round. "People are starting to stare."
When they didn't hear him, James warned, "Come on now, break it up or I'll have to cool you two down."
A middle finger from Sirius made James levitate a large pitcher of water over their heads. Grinning as he watched it, he made it tilt so its contents were threatening to spill over.
"Mr. Potter!"
A sharp voice from the teacher's table made James jump. His right hand, still holding his wand, moved with the rest of his body, and the pitcher, rather than disappearing, tipped over, dousing both Sirius and Trinity in water.
A shriek from Trinity, and Sirius cast a very dirty look at his friend.
"I warned you," James grinned.
"No more pranks, please, Mr. Potter," Professor Storm's stern voice echoed throughout the now silent Great Hall.
"Yes sir." James pulled a face at Remus, who was finding the whole situation incredibly funny.
"And as for you Mr. Black," the Professor continued. "Now you have removed your tongue from down Miss. Honeyduke-Lestrange's throat, please keep it in your mouth. At least in public."
Grinning, Sirius pulled Trinity closer to him, wrapping his arm loosely around her.
She wrinkled her noise as his arm found its way round to her waist.
"What?"
"You're wet," she looked up at him.
"Well, after breakfast, I'll make you even wetter if you want."
Smacking his arm, Trinity grinned, not even having to look in Rebecca's direction to know she was staring daggers at them. Well, at her.
"I can't. I've got some work to finish for tomorrow," she said monotonously.
"What?" Sirius looked a little alarmed.
"It's just some research for the Potions assessment. Remember, we need background material?"
"Oh, yeah."
"I've got to finish it."
"I've got to start it," he grinned guiltily at her. "Library, then?"
"Yeah. I've just got to get my books and stuff."
"Come on, then," Sirius got up from the table, taking Trinity's hand.
"Where are you two going?" James eyed them suspiciously.
"Library. We've got some Potions research to do."
"What, like that Astronomy essay?" Remus grinned at them.
"How did you know about that?" Trinity asked wide-eyed, feeling bad for lying, but even worse for being found out.
"Mariella told me when I mentioned it," James explained. "I said how glad I was I didn't take it, because you had all those essays to do, and she said you hadn't been given one yet."
He paused as Trinity tried to hide a grin.
"And she said she'd walked in on you two in the library when you were 'doing your essay,' and you were basically undressing each other."
"That's not true!"
"Well, that look on your face says otherwise, Miss Honeyduke-Lestrange."
"Shut up, Rems!"
"Whatever," Sirius declared. "We're going. See you guys later."
"So, the draught…" Sirius began, flicking through some textbooks they'd retrieved from the library shelves. "What colour does it turn if you add too much valerian root?"
"Erm…yellow, I think," Trinity voiced her uncertainty. "Shouldn't you be concentrating on what you need to get it right?"
"Yeah…" he grinned up at her momentarily, before returning to reading his Advanced Potion Making textbook,
Watching him, Trinity couldn't help smiling. His beautiful, defined face, his chiselled cheekbones, those mystifying, cavernous grey eyes, they all added to, intensified the feelings she realised she was developing for Sirius, those she had been harbouring since that night in the Astronomy Tower when he'd shown her the stars.
Like she'd said to Remus that night, she wasn't won over by lucks nearly as much as by personality, but she decided a miracle must have occurred, because Sirius had shown her a side she would never in a million years have guessed existed.
He looked up at her again, and his black hair fell into those mysterious pale eyes. She brushed it away, and he said with a grin, "It needs cutting."
"No," she ordered. "Leave it like it is. I like it like that, it suits you."
"Have you been watching me?"
"No…well, maybe a little."
"And?"
Trinity leaned in and whispered in his ear.
"And, I think we should go back to your dorm," she grinned.
His faint-coloured, clouded eyes lit up, and he put the books to one side. "This can wait till later."
"You sure?"
"Well…" Sirius looked at it.
Groaning frustratedly, he admitted, "I've got a lot to do, haven't I?"
Nodding slowly, Trinity sighed and stood up, walking to behind Sirius' chair. Wrapping her arms round his neck, she kissed the side of his head, smelling him as she did so.
"Let me help you with it."
She pulled her chair even closer to his and sat down, drawing some books closer to her so she could tell him which bits he definitely needed to know.
"You need to know this bit," she starred the corners of the pages she was pointing to, "and this…and this…and that."
As he copied down some information, Trinity slipped off her shoes and sat cross-legged, waiting for him to finish so she could tell him the next bit.
"Right…you know already that it should be a deep purple at the halfway stage, don't you?"
At Sirius' blank look, she rolled her eyes in disbelief.
"Sirius, come on, we learnt that in the very first lesson."
"Sorry, babe," he grinned at her, pulling her towards him so she was nearly in his lap. "I'll know it all better if you're sat here."
Sighing, she turned the page and began telling him about the different stages and how to bottle it.
"Won't I just be able to copy off you?" Sirius said as he put his quill down once he'd finished the notes.
"No, we're getting split up. We'll be working so it goes Slytherin, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Gryffindor."
"Oh…God help me if I get put next to Snivellus," Sirius muttered. He then added with a sinister grin, "or rather, God help him."
"What do you have against him, anyway?" Trinity perched on his knee, resting her arms on his shoulders.
"He's just a nasty, conniving bastard," Sirius spat. "I know you're friends, well, family with Rabastan, but you stay away from Snivellus."
Looking at him, Trinity saw she'd hit a sore spot.
"Okay," she soothed him, trying to calm him down. "I'll stay away from him."
"Good," Sirius swore as he held her tightly, "because if that he touches even a single hair on your head, it'll be the last thing he ever does."
"Ok…" Trinity tried to breathe. "Babe, ease up, you're squeezing me to death."
"Hmm?" Sirius looked down at his arms, wrapped protectively around her waist.
"Oh, sorry," he quickly loosened his grip. "I didn't realise I was holding you so tightly."
Smoothing a strand of black hair, Trinity kissed him softly.
Her arms resuming their new usual place around his neck, Trinity lay her head on Sirius' shoulder, and he pulled her into his lap.
He found her hair in his face, and he could smell her unique scent – dreamy, decadent and sweet, with hints of, what he swore he could smell, chocolate. In short, she smelt absolutely divine, like he could eat her.
He closed his eyes as he felt himself go hard.
Trinity sat up and looked him straight in the eye, a quizzical expression on her face.
Before she could say anything though, Sirius grabbed her and kissed her as vigorously as he could.
She whimpered involuntarily, not expecting him to kiss her at all, let alone as avidly.
He planted thick kisses on her neck, his hand sliding under the neckline of her vest.
"You're driving my absolutely crazy, Trinity," he whispered gruffly. He felt her shudder as his lips brushed her cheek.
"I think I'm starting to fall in love with you."
Trinity froze in shock. She looked at him, her eyes wide.
"Wh…what?"
"I said…I'm falling in love with you, Trinity. You're amazing, absolutely everything I've ever wanted."
She just say there, staring open-mouthed at him for what seemed an eternity.
"Trins?"
Looking round, Trinity saw James and Remus stood in the aisle between two bookcases.
"McGonagall wants to see you," Remus informed her, feeling the uneasiness between the two lovers.
"Oh. Right."
Trinity got up and began collecting her things, careful not to meet Sirius' watchful eye.
"It's okay Trins, Moony and I'll bring your stuff back to our dorm."
"Oh. Okay. Thanks," Trinity smiled and, quickly putting her boots back on, went to find Professor McGonagall.
"What was that all about, then?" James asked as soon as she was gone.
"I…" Sirius began, but he realised even he wasn't sure. "I don't know."
"Come on," Remus said, collecting Trinity's belongings. "Let's go back to the Common Room. We can talk about it there."
Nodding, Sirius followed them gravely, not saying a word the whole way back to Gryffindor Tower.
"Enter."
Trinity gingerly opened the door to Professor McGonagall's office.
The Head of Gryffindor was sat behind her desk, clutching a piece of parchment.
As she entered the room, Trinity saw she wasn't along. Rabastan and Rodolphus were sat in the chairs opposite her, looking decidedly sombre.
"Please sit down, Miss Honeyduke-Lestrange," Professor McGonagall smiled at her, pointing to the empty seat next to Rabastan.
"Is something wrong, Professor?" Trinity's heart started to beat faster.
"I'm afraid I've got some bad news."
'Oh no,' she thought, 'Hades.'
"I'm sorry to tell you this," the Transfiguration Professor said as Trinity grabbed hold of Rabastan's hand. "But I received an owl from both your fathers this morning. Your grandfather died last night."
Trinity just looked at Rabastan's hand in hers, thinking about her Grandfather. Even though he'd been a Lestrange and didn't like her part of the family for not succumbing to the Dark Side, he'd always showered her with presents and affection, being his favourite granddaughter, and the only one that ever visited him.
"What? How?" Trinity felt her eyes well with tears, and she wiped a few stray ones away hastily.
"Old age," Rodolphus said matter-of-factly. "He wasn't exactly young, Trinity."
"What's going to happen?"
"Well, he's left a considerable part of the estate and his money to you, and to our parents," Rodolphus sneered at her, obviously mad she in particular had been mentioned in the will.
"I meant the funeral, Rodolphus," she said coldly, giving him a look that clearly showed her feelings towards her cousin.
"Hel, I mean, Trinity," Professor McGonagall cut in, "your parents have requested you go home now. Your brother is coming to collect you; he is on his way now. Is there anything you need to sort out before you go?"
Her Potions was the first thing that came into her head.
"I've got a Potions assessment tomorrow."
"Well, I'm sure Professor Storm will excuse you, given the circumstances."
"I'll go see him, see if I can rearrange it."
"Good."
"Is there anything?"
"No. I'm sorry about your loss."
"Thank you," Trinity smiled at her, before being excused, along with her cousins.
"What do you think you're playing at?" Rodolphus spoke as soon as they were outside and the door was closed.
"I'm going home, Rodolphus. I'm doing exactly what Mother and Daddy want me to. And don't you dare raise your voice at me."
"Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about, Trinity" he spat, "you know perfectly well I don't mean that."
"Well, what are you going on about, then?"
Trinity honestly didn't have a clue what she was supposed to have done.
"You and that, that…" Rodolphus stuttered, enraged. "That disgusting Black you've been swapping spit with, and God knows what else."
"My private life is no business of yours."
"You're a Lestrange, whether you act like one or not, and I will not have you going and ruining our hard-earned, well-deserved reputation."
"Our reputation?" Trinity mocked him. "Don't make me laugh. You've never liked me Rodolphus, you've said it yourself more than once before. You've never considered me a part of the Lestrange family, so don't fucking start now."
Incensed, Rodolphus grabbed her by the chin, his fingers pressing deep into her cheeks. "Don't you ever speak to me like that again, you filthy little traitor, or I'll personally see you live to regret it."
With that, Rodolphus pushed her away, and she hit the corridor wall with a sharp thud. Sauntering off, he didn't even wait for his brother to catch him up.
"Rab?" Trinity whimpered.
Looking at him, she saw coldness and antipathy for the first time in his eyes, where she had always found love and friendship.
"If you know what's good for you, Trinity, you'll stay away from Sirius Black," he warned her hollowly.
"I can't, Rab, I don't want to. I really like him. Really, really like him. Anyway, he's a Black, isn't that a good thing?"
"Yeah, if it was his little brother, or a cousin, but not him. He's the odd one out, Trins, he's against all the Dark Arts stuff."
"There's nothing wrong with that," Trinity began.
"Look, just listen to me, please," Rabastan interrupted her. "Go back to your Common Room and get ready to pack. And please stay away from Black."
Frustrated, Trinity walked back to Gryffindor Tower, stopping at Professor Storm's room to rearrange the assessment.
"…and I said she was everything I ever wanted," Sirius finished, looking down at his hands. "What do you guys think?"
He looked up to see a wide-eyed Remus and an open-mouthed James.
"You…you told her you were in love with her?" James asked dumbly. "Padfoot, you've only been going out, well, not even one day."
"It's been going on a lot longer, though."
"Whatever. The point is, you freaked her out."
"I couldn't help it. It just came out, and it sounded like the right thing to say."
After a pause, he added, "Obviously it wasn't."
"You need to talk to Trinity about this Padfoot," Remus advised. "You need to sort this out."
Agreeing with his fellow Marauder, Sirius looked around the Common Room, yet he saw no signs of Trinity.
When he met the eye of Rebecca Gladstone-Henderson, he turned back to look at his hands, muttering to himself.
"If I catch that tart looking at me one more time…"
"Never mind her, Padfoot," James said, his eyes following someone else. "Trinity's back. Go and talk to her."
Sirius hesitated.
"Now!"
"Alright! Jesus!" Sirius stood up, running his hands through his hair. He watched her walk up the stairs to his dorm, and followed her.
"Trouble in paradise, eh?" Rebecca laughed as she saw Sirius' retreating form.
"Fucking shut up, Rebecca!" James shouted at her.
She immediately became silent, and went to her dorm, presumably to sulk.
"One-nil to Padfoot," James thought with a grin.
"Trinity?" Sirius carefully entered his dorm room.
"Yeah?" She came out of the bathroom, carrying some toiletries, which she threw into her travel bag.
"I just…y'know what I…earlier on…" Sirius faltered.
"Look," he said determinedly. "What I'm trying to say is, what I said, when we were in the library, I said it without thinking, and I just want you to know…"
He trailed off as he watched her, realising what she was doing.
"What are you doing?"
"Packing," was the calm answer.
"For what? If it's about earlier –"
"No Sirius, it's not about earlier, although I agree we do need to talk about it. I'm packing because I'm going home. My grandfather died last night and I've been sent for. My brother's coming to fetch me this afternoon."
"Oh…" Sirius didn't have anything to say. "I'm sorry."
"Thanks," she managed a smile at him.
"How are Tweedledum and Tweedledee taking it?" he joked, trying to make her smile.
"Don't call them that," she scolded him, although she couldn't help grinning. "They don't seem too upset, actually. They're more bothered about the face that my Grandfather left me personally a small fortune, and that I'm giving the Lestrange family a bad name."
"How are you doing that?"
"By going out with you?" She shrugged. "I know, sad or what? Like I said though, we'll talk about it later. I've got to get this over and done with first."
Agreeing, Sirius hugged her.
"When is the funeral?"
"Wednesday. Then we have to sort out the will, you know, divide everything accordingly."
"So you won't be back before the holidays?"
"No, I doubt it."
"I'll still see you, though?"
"Course. You're coming with James and Remus to mine, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"Good. We'll sort everything out then."
"Right…shall we go get some lunch before you go?" Sirius suggested, looking over at the clock, hanging by the door. "It's nearly one already."
"Yeah."
Trinity zipped her bag up and left it by the door, following Sirius downstairs.
"Everything alright?" James asked casually as they appeared.
"Yeah," Trinity smiled. "You guys ready to go?"
She explained everything to them on the way to the Great Hall, and they finalised when they were all coming to her house.
They took the same seats they had at breakfast, Sirius next to Trinity, opposite James and Remus.
"What you having?" Sirius looked at her empty plate as chips appeared on his plate.
"I'm not really hungry. I think I'll just have a salad."
Picking up her fork, Trinity stabbed a lettuce leaf half-heartedly, before eating it.
"So, Hades is coming to get you?" James asked between mouthfuls of jacket potato.
"Yeah. He's Apparating outside, I think, then he's got to make his way across the grounds. He won't be happy being called away from his work."
"Doesn't, didn't he get on with your grandfather?" Sirius asked.
"No, neither did my sisters. That side of the family doesn't like the fact we're not all Dark Arts obsessed, like them. They don't want anything to with the Lestrange family, and to be honest I don't think the Lestrange family want anything to do with them. I was the only one who went to see my Grandfather regularly, when my Grandmother died, 'cause I didn't want him to be lonely. I think that's why I'm the only one on our side that's been mentioned in his will."
They were just finishing eating when the doors to the Great Hall opened and Professor McGonagall walked in, accompanied by a tall, broad-shouldered young man dressed head-to-toe in black.
"Trins," Remus motioned towards them as he recognised the visitor.
Looking up, Trinity's eyes widened and she jumped out of her seat, heading towards her brother.
"Hades!"
"Trins," he grinned at her, enveloping her in a hug.
They pulled apart, Trinity oblivious to all the admiring glances her brother was getting from a large number of the female pupils.
Sirius could see the clear resemblance between Trinity and her big brother. His eyes were the same shade of dark chocolate as hers, and his brown hair was exactly the same colour as hers had been before she changed it. The Italian ancestry was a little stronger than in Trinity, but he was more tanned than her, so it was more obvious.
They talked for a few moments, and then Trinity brought him over to meet them.
"Remus," he smiled at his friend, shaking his hand all brotherly, "How's things?"
"Good. How's South America? Trins said you were looking at Vipertooths."
"Yeah, Peruvians. They've very violent," he showed him his hands, which were covered in bites and scratches. "Like the taste of human skin…Hey James, how's it going?"
"Alright, thanks."
"How's my little sister settling in?" he grinned, putting an arm round her protectively.
"Really well, especially in Potions and Dark Arts. She's the star pupil."
"Better keep an eye on you," Hades joked, "you could turn out to be the next Death Eater in the family."
Giving him a dirty look, Trinity turned to Sirius.
"And this is Sirius, Hades. Sirius Black."
Hades smiled, then did a double-take as he heard his surname.
"Black?"
"Yeah. Sirius Black," Trinity repeated, then added pointedly, "he's in Gryffindor."
"Oh, right…" Hades shook his hand. "Well, we'd better go, Father's expecting us before evening."
"Are Harms and Mels back yet?"
"No, Mother's gone to get them."
"Right. Well, I need to get my bag from the Common Room."
"Professor, erm…" Hades thought, not able to remember the name. "That Scottish woman brought it down for you. They've been sent home already."
"Well, I'm ready then," Trinity said. "Just let me say goodbye."
Nodding, Hades went to the door, where he stood waiting for her.
She hugged Remus first, and then James. Turning awkwardly to Sirius, she watched as he leaned in to hug her, following what the other two had done. When they pulled apart, she said quietly, "Don't worry about it," and kissed his lips chastely.
"See you guys in two weeks," she smiled. "And good luck in your assessment tomorrow." She directed the last comment at Sirius.
"See you, Lily, bye Alice," she called as she walked passed them.
As she reached her brother, she looked over at the Slytherin table, where she saw Rabastan and Rodolphus watching them. She nodded in recognition at Rabastan, as Hades took her arm and gently led them away.
"See they've not changed, then."
"No. I don't think they even care that Grandfather's died. They were more upset about the will."
"Well, they're Slytherins, Trins. You shouldn't expect anything else. Anyways, what was that all about back there?"
"What back where?"
"You and that Black?"
"Nothing," she grinned at him. "I've already had it from Rab and Rodolphus, Hades, I don't need it from you too."
As her brother eyed her warily, she said, "just be happy for me. That way, at least someone I'm related to is."
With a sharp crack, Hades Apparated just outside the front door of the Honeyduke-Lestrange house, holding tightly onto Trinity's arm.
"Home sweet home," she said softly, looking up at the family house. Well, mansion was more apt for the Honeyduke-Lestrange estate. Gothic-style with high turrets and an impressive archway leading up to the entrance of the house, it was a fine example of medieval architecture.
Turning the iron handle on the front door, Trinity walked in to the familiar entrance hall. The stiletto heels of her boots the only sound clicking against the cold, grey marble floor, she looked into the drawing room, looking for her father.
"Daddy?"
She peered into the library. Smiling, she saw her father sat in a big leather armchair by the fire, the only source of light in the room, the curtains decorating the large windows closed despite it being the middle of the day.
"There you are," she walked to where he was sat and kissed his cheek. "How are you feeling?"
"Fine," was the hoarse reply.
Trinity occupied the other armchair, and she sat there for a while in silence, watching her father for an indication of how he was really feeling.
Raiden Atlas Lestrange was a proud-looking man, with wide blue eyes only her little sister Hestia had inherited, and luxurious, straight medium-length charcoal hair. His Grecian profile was highlighted as he stared into the fire, the flames illuminating his well-aged face.
"Do you need anything?" she broke the silence.
"No, I'm fine thank you."
"Well…" she got up, realising she had nothing to say. "I'm going to unpack. You know where I am if you need me."
"Of course," he turned to his daughter. "Hogwarts. How was your first half term?"
"Brilliant, Daddy," her face lit up, "and you'll never guess what? I'm in the same house, and most classes, as Remus and James."
"I'm glad you're enjoying it."
"It's fantastic. And Remus and James and Sirius are coming next week. If that's still okay?"
"Yes, of course. Who's Sirius?"
"Sirius Black, Daddy. But he's not like the rest of his family. He's lovely," she blushed.
"Ok, then…"
"See you later, Daddy," she kissed his cheek and went to her room, where she found one of the house-elves had already unpacked her things and had left her a glass of lemonade on her dresser.
Author's Note:
Hey everyone!
I would just like to quickly say thank you to everyone who's read and reviewed, they've really cheered me up. If you're still reading this story, lol, please review, just to let me know if you like where it's heading.
Am going to update my personal info bit, and add some web addresses, so you can see the fanarts I'm basing my Sirius on, and just so you know, I'm basing Trinity's brother Hades on Olivier Martinez in Unfaithful!
Anyways, don't really have much to write here, but please read and review,
Loadsa love,
Serenity x.