Chapter Six:

Kings Cross Station September 1st2015:

James was excited and nervous all at once. He was going to Hogwarts at last! His sister had told him all about it in her letters but to be going now was wicked! He was, like nearly every child here clad in their uniforms minus the robes. It made going to Hogwarts all the more real. He was wondering where his sister was when he heard a murmur and turned and grinned. Trust Delphi to know how to make an entrance. She was clad in jeans, heavy grey dragonskin boots and matching waistcoat, a leather jacket in brown with a green scarf. She had clearly rode her bike, a bike that had been her late uncle Sirius's here. It was clear she was turning out very much like him and that was not a bad thing at all. She grinned and walked up to James and gave him a high five instead of a hug. She wanted help his cool factor and that would do it.

"The bike is in my pocket, dad gave it to me, mum was not too pleased at first but then she knows I will be careful with it." Delphi said. "Brooms are far more dangerous, this bike, well not so much and follows the law as it was never a muggle bike to began with."

"How is that?" Draco said walking up, "aren't all motorcycles muggle?"

"Not Indian, they used to be, but now make magical bikes, all legal, just as cars that start out magical are alright but it is not alright to modify a muggle car."

"Your grandfather made that law." Astoria said, "clever of him, so there are companies that make magical cars and the like?"

"Oh yes, and the last lord Black invested in a few, I really am well off now and am going to change the world for the better." Delphi said grinning.

"You are going to give the world a heart attack lady Black." Augusta Longbottom said, "what are you wearing?"

"Riding clothes, my bike is in my bag." Delphi said. "Cedric and Carla starting this year then?"

"Yes, Neville has to get ready at the school so it is Hannah and I to see them off." Augusta replied. "They will love Hogwarts."

"Yes they will." Delphi said.

Harry walked over and nodded to Draco. They were not friends but they did work together and Draco was honestly trying. He would back Harry when there was a vote needed for some good project for the magical world and he had helped him capture several high level death eaters. They had call him a traitor, but he had cast that back at them, stating it was their fault several good and ancient families were gone as they did not care who they hurt. Draco had been very open on how he had been forced to join Voldemort to keep his parents alive and how he was nearly forced to kill Dumbledore. He was still very unhappy about that and called for the death penalty for any true death eater. He truly was trying his best to make up for what his family had done, the helping of moving and building a new St. Mungos right where Grimmauld Square had been proved that.

Finally it was time for the students to get on the train and depart. Delphi decided to really make her brother popular and took her bike from her satchel, enlarged it and hovered it slowly over the train. Then with a press of a few buttons she was invisible and silent and gone in a flash. She was going to visit Fennel Hall, the ancient seat of the Black family. She landed in a country lane and road slowly along a forest on both sides until she came out on park land and her first view of the estate. It was beautiful, built of grey stone and three stories tall not counting the attic with two wings and a beautiful garden out front. She saw an orchard and a village and was glad that there were villagers still on her land. She walked to the gates and pressed her hand on them, they felt warm and welcomed her in, she felt like she was home.

She put her bike back in her bag and walked up to the tall front doors and with a tap of her wand was in the house. She looked around the vast entry hall and smiled, it was so clean and bright and she knew who had to have a hand in this. She was right as Kreacher, dear ancient Kreacher forgot all protocol and ran and hugged her about her legs. He was sobbing with joy at serving a true lady Black and head of house no less! Harry really had to let the old fellow come, he was truly a good elf, the old evil townhome had warped and twisted him. Now he looked younger and was clad in livery of blue with matching cap. He bowed low to her his nose fairly touching the floor and stepped back. Delphi walked the house herself, she knew because of the wards where everything was, and finally ended up in the drawing room with tea spread before her.

"Kreacher could you go let my guests in please?" Delphi said, she did not need the wards to tell her who was at the door.

"At once my lady." Kreacher said bowing and going to the door.

"Now this is a place." Harry said walking in hands in the pockets of his jeans, "what wonderful work."

"Kreacher has Tilly and Mandy and Roper sir, fine children to help." Kreacher replied, "Winky has two more elves but not ready for work."

"Such a labor of love this house." Ginny said, "and so posh!"

"It is at that." Delphi said, "come, tea is waiting, the other children are at grandma's house?"

"Yea, she is spoiling them now." Harry said grinning and taking a seat.

The tea was a good tea, there were cunning little chocolate covered chocolate cakes with fruit filling, there were potted shrimp sandwiches and cucumber and chicken salad sandwiches. There was a boiled egg for each and fruit in season on the table grown here on the grounds. The tea was rounded out by treacle tart, Harry and Delphi's favorite. While the family ate and drank the good tea they took in the drawing room which was in pure Rococo fashion. Pale blue silk walls, white painted wood furniture with silk cushions in pale pinks, yellows blues and greens. The floor was stone and was covered with expensive rugs and the fireplace had centaurs on each side. The curtains at the windows were heavy velvet and were done in blue and over the fireplace was a picture of Phinius Black.

"So what will you do as the new lady Black?" Ginny asked Delphi.

"Oh a little of this and a little of that, bending shaking where needed." Delphi replied, "this world still needs some shaking up."

"I agree, just don't do anything too drastic." Harry said.

"Well if the ministry really annoys me, I might turn it pink." Delphi said.

"You don't like pink, oh that is my clever girl!" Ginny said, "no-one would suspect you then."

Delphi grinned, she knew at her age she could not do much. But in a few years when she turned twenty one she would be able to run for a seat on the Wizengamot. There were fifty seats and now public elections were head to vote in who would be on it. One was elected for a term of seven years and could run two times in a row, be off the legal body for seven years and run again. One was allowed five times to run in their life, that was the parliament side of the Wizengamot. The other side was the seven judges and was newer. These judges would study magical law and hear the high cases, and confer on them. Delphi did not want to be a judge, she wanted to be minister one day and was going to have to work for that. Still that was years away at this point and she was going to study and work hard.

She had a masters already in Defense Against the Dark Arts and Defense was well on her way to one in Ancient Runes and in Arthmancy. These were needed to be a curse breaker, that was her cover story, the reality that only her mum and dad knew was that she had already been recruited by the unspeakable department. It was Rookwood who had recruited her. He had never been a traitor, never had betrayed the department, in fact one who joined could not. He had led Voldemort to believe he had entered the very heart of the department when all he had done was entered the outer rooms. Yes Rookwood had spent years in Azkaban but he had managed to neutralize the Dementors. Who knew that one had to actually willingly live among them to learn their secrets? The knowledge of the island was now carefully hidden in the department. Delphi had a wonderful life, and to her it was just getting that much better each day. She smiled at her parents and took the last slice of treacle tart her father slid over to her.

So yes, Delphi is going to be a wonderful head of house Black. If you do not know what Rococo style is, it is amazing, best to look it up. I wanted a house that was lighter and very different from Grimmuald place.

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