hey guyz, i am back with another chapter. the chapter is kinda short but i tried to work on a very important part of the story so...
Please mention my take on the this chapter. hope you like it.
thanks for all the reviewing. Sorry for the people who has asked questions in review, will not disclose any information.
DISCLAIMER: I DONT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS MENTIONED.
SUMMARY: What if in a twist of fate, Harry is raised by Sirius Black as his own son and grew up in the magic world. How his life would be changed living upto the reputation of THE BOY WHO LIVED as well as the heir to the house of black and out of dumbledore's manipulation and in the nobility and staunch believers of Dark Arts, see what paths Harry chooses. WARNING AU, Good Malfoys, Neutral harry and a hell of a playboy.
#PARSELTONGUE#
Corvus was bored, he was bored to a point, where even having a conversation with Ronald Weasley would just elevate his heart, and it was just the 5th day of his holidays. He never expected his father to stick with his words, the whole grounded thing was supposed to be just his father's frustration and anger, but here he was with all of his brooms locked away, he wasn't even allowed to leave the manor or invite anyone over. All he could do was complete his holiday's assignment.
Corvus sighed as he looked out of the window from his study. Sure it was all good being with his family and all but still, there must be some fun part to it as well. After the whole incident with Quirrel, his family just gushed all over him since the moment he stepped his foot in the walls of the castle. First he got a big lecture of how he should act more like a Slytherin, and then he was appreciated by everyone on his deed.
Out of all the living beings that surrounded Corvus, the most affected was Sythia. The near death experience of her bonded has caused her to worry and go in a state of depression. When Corvus mentioned Voldemort's familiar, she swore to slay the beast. Her motherly instincts towards Corvus together with loyalty towards her bonded familiar had shaken her to the core. The incident somewhat had hurt her pride as a familiar.
Even the castle had shown its happiness when Corvus came back from Hogwarts. The Castle was built around 2 millennia ago, by the first generation of Blacks who migrated from Fance. Since then every Black had been raised in this very Castle. 2000 years' worth of magic that was performed in this castle made it a sentinent being, and thus all the family artifacts such as Lord and Heir ring were also somewhat connected with the magic that resided in the castle.
Thus when, Corvus accidentally tapped the heir ring's magic, it was the castle who provided the energy, the raw burst of magic that was fuelled by the anger and worry for its master's heir. The family members, who were in the castle at that time suddenly experienced a surge in magic around them, but not a threatening one, but one that protected them, that made them calm. The castle then proceeded to a lock down, every window, every door was tight shut. The floo was closed and the wards were flared up, and only the elves who were bonded with the Family were allowed through the wards.
When Corvus tapped in the magic, Castle was able to learn about all the injuries and his struggle to keep himself alive, and at that moment, it understood it was an attack against the family, hence the need to keep the remaining members confide in the security of their house.
When Corvus first entered the house he felt the giddy feeling inside him, as the Castle's magic revolved around him, happy to see his lord alive and out of harm's way. It was like a mother who longed to see her child. Corvus felt like the magic around him was hugging him and checking him for any injuries or something. Everyone else could also feel the Castle's excitement as the stone walls the lights flared more brightly and their home looked more vibrant.
Corvus smiled as he remembered it. "What happened Cory? Why are you smiling like that and no finishing the homework?" asked Pollux as he removed his reading glasses and sipped his coffee.
"I was just thinking about the castle and its magic, now that I think about it, I never felt sad, or uneasy when I was in here, but in Hogwarts, it was not all that same. Sometime I feels that place is depressing" replied Corvus.
Pollux looked on for a second and then answered, "Listen to me very carefully, the Castle is our home and the years you lived here were the years when you did not have any responsibility, but now you are growing up, you will have to face responsibilities, hardships in life. In the castle, you are at peace because it's magic cares for you, helps you feel better but at Hogwarts it's all neutral to everyone." Corvus nodded and before he could say anything Pollux continued.
"Have you ever wondered, why people say that Black family's insanity is legendary? Everyone who has been labelled insane or eccentric in our family stood at the very point you are standing right now. They were all sane before going to Hogwarts, but something happened while they were there. People will tell you they indulged in dark arts, or if they started torturing others, but that's not the real reason. The real reason would be they were out of the caress of family magic.
Whenever they were unhappy in the castle, the magic of the castle made them happy, whenever they were in a problem it gave a solution. You know in my 5th year, I had an assignment and I couldn't figure it out and I started crying in here, and suddenly a book from that shelf fell. I went to put that book back, but it was opened to the page where I was having problem in my assignment.
The magic in the castle is very important for the protection and security but it also has its cons. Now imagine someone from your age, who couldn't understand why life suddenly became so hard and could not cope with it, they delve in some activities that further intensifies their depression. With some years of this depression they indulge themselves in some dark arts that are evil and make them insane." Finished Pollux, Corvus listened very intently.
"but you grandmothers, father, or grandpa Orion are not at all eccentric, did you not feel the same thing?" asked Corvus to which Pollux simply chuckled and said "We are not insane because we understood that life is hard, and we can't just always stay in protection of someone else we all have to deal with our problems. That's why it's a tough decision to choose the new heir and Lord in the family, we can only choose the person who can cope with all this." said Pollux proudly as he placed a hand on his great-grandson's shoulder. Corvus looked at his heir ring for a moment and then smiled as he unconsciously rubbed it and felt a giddy feeling of castle's magic.
At that very moment he realised what a difficult task it is to be the heir of this family. He shrugged the feeling and looked up with a new determination. Pollux smiled inwardly as he realised that his great grandson had finally understood about his family. "Now leave the boring stuff, we are going to play some quidditch" said Pollux as he got up from his chair.
"B-but I am not allowed to play. Dad forbade me to play" replied Corvus shock evident in his voice.
"Cory… I am the eldest Black around and was the lord of the house long before your father was born, so my decision supersedes his." And with a wink he moved out of the library's study. Corvus looked for a minute and then he too rushed behind his great grandfather with a grin plastered on his face.
The rest of the holidays were mostly uneventful for Corvus, as it just revolved around studying, quidditch and occasional visits to Malfoy manor. He wasn't allowed to go anywhere else because of his father being overly paranoid. His grandfather had bought supplies for the next year and so September 1st came quickly.
After bidding farewell to their family, Draco and Corvus boarded the train. They quickly found the compartment, which was already occupied by Daphne, Tracy and Blaise. After setting in, the boys started a game of exploding snap, while the girls resolved back to their conversation on current fashion.
"Tracy, I am telling you Prada is much better than Dolce & Gabb-" Daphne was interrupted by the opening of the door to their compartment and all of the people in the compartment sneered as they saw the resilient bookworm standing there with a smug look on his face.
"So not even so called "pureblooded slytherins" can't resist the great muggle fashion" said Hermione with a haughty tone. To her surprise there was a round of snickers around the room. Daphne seeing the confused expression on the girl said "Like those muggles would know anything about fashion. For your information most of the best designers in the world are magical."
"B-but" Hermione could only stammer, "I don't believe you!" she said with conviction, she felt her world crumbling down, all she knew was after all wrong. Corvus felt a pity and stood up, he then rolled his right sleeve a bit and showed it the girl "You see this, this is the personal signature of Giorgio Armani, he personally designed my clothes.
"So you don't buy your clothes from Madam Malkins?" sputtered Hermione.
Corvus just gave a snort in reply, "That is a pathetic commoner store, each one of us have our clothes customer made from some or the other designer." Poor Hermione could only gape at them as she compared her robes to the slytherin students'.
"Wait!" interrupted Blaise. "Don't tell me you don't know anything about wizards and witches living in muggle world."
"There are wizards living in muggle world? There are more famous people that are actually wizards?" asked a surprised Hermione.
"There are many, for example- the bands Led Zeppelin, Queen and Elvis Presley all are wizards." said Blaize in an offhanded manner. Blaize was very fond of music and actually a worshipper of led zeppelin. He felt very offended when people called his favorite band muggle.
"WHAT? Led zeppelin is formed of wizards?" asked a frantic Hermione.
Corvus just laughed at that "Page and Bonham are actually an old pureblood family, and miss Granger, they didn't sell their soul to satan, they actually wizards that's why they are so good, they are simply magical."
Hermione simply walked away with a lot on her mind. The rest of the train ride was mainly uneventful. Soon they reached the the castle and rode the self moving carriages. After 20 minutes Corvus found himself sitting on the Slytherin table beside Flint who was going over quidditch tactics. He was not able to pay attention as he looked over to the man sitting beside Snape. He just kept on glancing him in a funny way and that just unnerved him.
He felt relieved as the first years came in and served as good distraction. Soon the hat started singing.
A thousand years or more ago
When I was newly sewn,
There lived four wizards of renown,
Whose names are still well known:
Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,
Fair Ravenclaw, from glen,
Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,
Shrewd Slytherin, from fen.
They shared a wish, a hope, a dream,
They hatched a daring plan
To educate young sorcerers
Thus Hogwarts School began.
Now each of these four founders
Formed their own house, for each
Did value different virtues
In the ones they had to teach.
By Gryffindor, the bravest were
Prized far beyond the rest;
For Ravenclaw, the cleverest
Would always be the best;
For Hufflepuff, hard workers were
Most worthy of admission;
And power-hungry Slytherin
Loved those of great ambition.
While still alive they did divide
Their favourites from the throng,
Yet how to pick the worthy ones
When they were dead and gone?
Twas Gryffindor who found the way,
He whipped me off his head
The founders put some brains in me
So I could choose instead!
Now slip me snug about your ears,
I've never yet been wrong,
I'll have a look inside your mind
And tell where you belong!
Everyone clapped s the song ended, Corvus had an amused smile on his face, the hat had a whole year to prepare still couldn't write a decent enough song. He saw students getting sorted and only one intrigued him -Luna Lovegood. Lovegood was very old family but was now considered a bunch of lunatics. The dreamy expression on Lovegood's face made harry think about how true it can be.
In between the meal, there was a sudden band that made everyone shriek in surprise. All the teachers had their wand drawn and left in a hurry, they came back after 10 minutes with angry expressions on their face and guilty looking Weasley and Dursley.
Suddenly someone pointed towards Gryffindor hourglass and every slytherin were very happy to see the house in negative 200 already. Although nobody knew what had happened but it was big, if the loud bang earlier was any indication.
Soon the feast was over, and before that Dumbledore introduced the new defense against the dark arts professor. Corvus just sighed in defeat, apparently he was cursed with having odd defense professors. One tried to kill him and the other just looked at him in a very bad way.
Corvus was very tired when he was back in his room and fell asleep quickly after all the day was very eventful.
To be continued...
Thats it! I hope you all liked it. thanks for reading it.
Most importantly,
PLEASE RATE AND REVIEW :)