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(I started last chapter right after chapter 3 so I will be replying to a few comments from then that I missed out on chapter 4)
KyuubiChild717: for now, I'm actually still unsure on how I want him to end up being but I guess I'll go on your guys' opinions and where my writing takes me, he could easily go either way .
Mizzrazz72: I answered that question in the last chapter but for anyone who is still a bit confused: Corvus was given to the Potter's under a disguise (as Dumbledore knew James would never take the boy in if they knew he was Sirius' as James would want Sirius to have his son and Dumbles wanted to keep him away from the Blacks) and then, after Lily and James agreed to take him in the potion was administered. Someone, however, was in on it but you'll find that out later.
AliVader24: I'm glad to know you like it and love to see you thinking through all the possibilities and as for your first question, well, that will be answered this chapter and I don't think you'll expect it at all…
Mew'z: Yes I see why you want them to be friends and I am tempted too I just thought I'd ask you lot as they become friends in so many books that I didn't know whether I should do something more original and that's cool, I think Ravenclaw is great, I love their common room with the riddles.
TheGirlWhoSawImagination: YESSS! You are my new favourite person! You got it right, I didn't think anyone would guess it! (Don't read her review unless you want spoilers guys ) and I'm glad to know that my fellow housemates in both schools is enjoying the story.
Style1234: Interesting , are you a Ravenclaw?
(sorry guys I know I over use the smiley face *insert laughy emoji here*… Nah, I'm just going to keep my faces )
PS. I hope you like the plot twist – I've never seen anything like it ;)
The Black Heir
Chapter 5: Meissa
7th January 1986
Eleanor sighed heavily as she cleaned up the mess that Sofia had made this morning, her daughter had wanted to go to the park but it was her bedtime so Eleanor had put her foot down, only for every single glass in the entire kitchen to explode in her daughter's fury.
She supposed she got her temper from her, as had Sebastian (who they affectionately called 'Bash'), who witnessed Piers Pokiss bullying a young girl in the year bellow them and, the next thing any student knew, his hair was black and white and he could only 'moo' as his way of speaking; right after Bash had called him a 'cow'.
By now she had grown used to these strange occurrences and attempted to trick her mind into believing it was all just coincidences, but now she could no longer tell herself such lies, not after meeting the suspicious man nor seeing the 'disappearing duo' as Bash had dubbed them who has – as usual – been listening in whilst ripping up Sofia's favourite Barbie (who got revenge in a most peculiar way of covering his bedroom in cabbages).
She walked into the hallway to see if there was any more glass there only to notice a coat that belonged to none of her family lying on the banister.
The strange Officer Lupin's rather shabby coat, she recognised. As she looked at it she couldn't help but feel intrigued, maybe, just maybe, he had left something in the pockets that could inform her of the truth behind all of the strange things going on.
Curiously she reached into the pocket cautiously – if the man was like the old woman then anything could happen if she touched the stuff in his pocket! – before she felt a body stumble into hers, knocking her hand in further to grip what felt like a woolly sock.
Then the world started spinning, she looked to Sofia, who had been the one to stumble into her, and saw her fearful face, looking up she saw Sebastian sprinting to her, he managed to grab onto Sofia right as the three disappeared from Number 8 Privet Drive.
And not five seconds later, their entire house exploded; the Wizard behind the explosion thinking his work was done and they were killed instantly apperated away – thinking their deaths were for the Greater Good.
THB-THB-THB-THB
When the world finally stopped spinning the mother and children found themselves in a crowded alley, people hustling and bustling in vibrant colours going towards strangely named shops passed by them – paying their sudden appearance no mind.
Eyebrows furrowed the dark haired girl inquired, "where are we mummy? What's going on?"
Sebastian looked both lost and scared as he gripped onto Eleanor's left, Sofia sticking close to her right, "I don't know," Eleanor admitted softly as she scanned the place that looked like some type of shopping centre.
Finally her eyes landed on a rather strange looking but majestic marble building at the end of the alley that was labelled 'Gringotts Bank' and thought they could help, she was sure that the building would have some sort of receptionist that she could ask for directions back to Surrey.
"Let's head up to that marble building," she told her children, grabbing onto their little hands as they all travelled towards the said building.
On the way to the bank Eleanor Rothwell couldn't help but gape as people wearing things like cloaks and carrying owls and toads walked past as well as one shops that's words moved; but the most shocking part of all was the fact that this all seemed so familiar to her.
As she finally entered the bank, slightly scared at the words inscribed on the entry way, she heard the twins gulp as they travelled in.
The minute they stepped in they were greeted by what seemed to be an elf. Bash let out something that resembled an owls screech, Sofia's mouth hung open and Eleanor found herself feeling rather faint as she looked at the creature in shock.
"What are you?" Sofia questioned rather boldly as… it stared at them in utter bewilderment.
The thing raised an eyebrow which caused Bash to hide behind her legs, "haven't you ever seen a goblin before."
Eleanor could feel Bash shaking his own head against her leg and she felt herself shaking hers too as she brought up her hand and pinched herself, the goblin quickly ran out of the room, leaving the trio's eyes wandering after him.
Once he left the room Eleanor simply stared at the door he left through whilst Bash and Sofia shared a look of shock and fear.
Not a minute later he came back with another, holding three parchments, "three drops of blood from all of you on each different bit of parchment."
"Why?" Inquired Sofia looking taken aback, any fear taken away by confusion.
"To find out who you are," at their hesitance the goblin sighed, swiftly grabbing Eleanor's hand and, before she could protest, pricking her finger and squeezing it, getting three drops of blood upon the parchment, after which the woman rather angrily tore her hand from his grip.
"What on earth was that f-"
Her words were stopped but utter amazement as words began to write themselves onto the page, not even noticing Sofia and Bash glaring at the goblin on her behalf.
After reading it quickly the goblin looked rather shocked at seeing the words upon the parchment and muttering something about alerting names that she thought were rather strange and handing the parchment to her.
Staring down at it she read.
Name: Meissa Aurelia Potter nee Malfoy
Date of Birth: August 1st 1953
Place of Birth: Wiltshire, England
Spouse: James Fleamont Potter
Date of Marriage: May 14th 1979
Issue: Sebastian Tiberius Potter and Sofia Florentina Potter
Parents: Abraxas Titus Malfoy and Aurora Meissa Malfoy nee Gaunt
Siblings: Lucius Abraxas Malfoy and Ceres Dione Black nee Malfoy
Nephews/Neices: Draco Lucius Malfoy and Corvus Polaris Black
Grandparents: Brutus Lactus and Serpentine Lynx Malfoy; Mortis Maximillian and Meissa Dione Gaunt
Great-Aunts/Uncles: Merope Merilyn Gaunt and Morfin Manderson Gaunt
Great-Grandparents: Lactus Armand and Iphigenia Aliana Malfoy; Julian Louis and Emeraude Isabelle Rosier; Marvolo Morgan and Avis Eliza Gaunt; Dione Selene and Elijah Julius Peverell
Great-Great Aunts/Uncles: Titus Maxus Malfoy, Lucantors Albert Selwyn, Jacques Adrien Rosier and Colette Veronique Rosier.
Notes: squib, disowned by former Lord Brutus Lactus Malfoy.
"And to think," the goblin stated with a more than devilish grin that made the black, messy haired boy and glossy, wavy black haired girl as well as their silver-eyed mother rather uneasy, "we had thought the Potters had died out."
"He left me divorce papers, we divorced, he was off to marry someone else," Eleanor – or she supposed her real name should be 'Meissa' –defended as she read 'spouse' for the fourth time, never having known the man's name.
"Ah," the goblin stated looking as if he were glad to know something that she didn't (and he was, he thought Wizards and Witches should learn to respect the goblin race more and stop calling them Half-Breeds!), "where did you two marry."
She scanned her brain for a moment, "Chapel of the Children of Hecate in Las Vegas."
"Don't you know your History, Mrs. Potter," Eleanor/Meissa winced as he called her that, "that is the goddess of magic, you had a wizarding marriage ceremony, but you only married the muggle way."
"Muggles? Magic?" She muttered rather faintly.
The goblin, Sabergook, smirked, "don't you remember anything, Mrs. Potter?"
And with that Eleanor Rothwell or Meissa Potter or whatever she supposed people were calling her nowadays fainted – her children yelling out her name as he goblin withheld his chuckle of amusement.
-TBH-TBH-TBH-TBH-
At this point in time, Corvus Polaris Black was considering getting his name changed to 'Corvus the Slave', all thanks to his Aunt Cassie.
She had decided that they would learn Wizarding etiquette and laws this year, the theory of magic next year before starting on any practical spells (of which he was most disappointed about, he was looking forward to being able to get back at Aunt Cassie by doing all sorts of pranks that his mum had told him about, much to Aunt Cassie's ire).
That is why he was currently doing everything Aunt Cassie asked him to do – even scrubbing down her more than smelly feet! – all with a book on his head.
"Posture!" She yelled at him as the book almost slipped off of his head as he crouched down whilst rearranging her bookshelf for her, from A to Z in a different section for each subject.
Corvus scowled.
"Facial expressions," she barked out, "Blacks keep a mask of indifference!"
Forcing his expression to become neutral he continued to sort the books.
In just two weeks Corvus began to feel more at home here than he ever had before, regularly visiting his grandad and nana at Malfoy Manor where his grandad had promised to get him a broom and teach him how to fly and at his great-grandparents (Arcturus and Melania)'s maison d'noire in France where Melania made him the most delicious cakes he had ever tasted.
His great-grandparents (Pollux and Irma) as well as grandmother Walburga were not nearly as warm but were very amusing – even if it does seem more than a little bit like life and death when Irma and his great-uncle Cygnus and his wife, Druella, end up having a massive battle across the dining room table; Walburga cackling like a mad woman as she sends spells in all direction, not exactly on either team.
And he had grown more than a little fond of his Aunt Cassie, the old, stern seeming woman seemed to care for him too; offering him rare little smiles that he had yet to see her send at any other.
"Alright," Cassiopeia stated, her tone showing her dismissal of her great-great nephew, "you are finished for today… Well done, Corvus."
Corvus offered her the biggest smile he could muster, after all, he still was feeling rather annoyed at all the things she'd made him do today (and though he would never admit it nor tell a soul, rather reminded of how he was treated at the Dursley's, though he couldn't blame her because he hadn't told her all the things they'd done to him).
He swiftly made his way to the floo, a large grin upon his face as he thought of seeing his grandad and nana again, and yelled out, "Malfoy Manor!"
TBH-TBH-TBH-TBH
Corvus and Abraxas were both standing by the Quidditch Field, a large grin on Corvus' face as he admired his new broom.
"Now, don't worry I don't expect you to be brilliant on your first go," Abraxas informed his grandson, "neither Lucius nor Draco were very good to begin with-"
But Abraxas never got the chance to finish hi words as his grandson quickly took off high into the sky with a skill as if he had been doing it for years as he sped past the goal posts whilst doing loops.
Normally, despite his pride at seeing him fly so well, Abraxas would have reprimanded him of manners and waiting until a person had finished talking but the way he grinned as the wind flew threw his hair, the way he laughed at the freedom of it all – it was all so Ceres.
And in that moment Abraxas found himself shaking his head to try and quell the tears. Lucius was cold and emotionless towards him; Ceres was killed in cold blood by the followers of the man he had followed and Meissa could be dead or alive he had no clue for he had let her be taken from him.
Corvus was all he had left of Ceres, Draco he tried so hard with to make sure he didn't grow up to be like Lucius – they were all he had of his children.
"Come on grandad!" Corvus yelled down to him with a grin and Abraxas flew up to his grandson and began to race, not wishing to waste a precious second of their time together for he knew all too well how quick that time could be taken away.
After an hour and a half of mucking around and having fun the duo headed into the manor and into the hallway where Aurora sat, tears pouring down her face and onto a letter she was holding.
Abraxas rushed over to her, quick to inquire as to what was wrong. Aurora's watery silver-eyes turned to look into his blue ones.
"They've found her, Abraxas, they've found Meissa."
It wasn't five minutes later that a crying Aurora, shocked Abraxas and bewildered Corvus headed through the floo to come face to face with a family of three.
The boy had messy black hair that resembled a bird's nest with bright silver eyes shining, he was as pale as his mother and Corvus himself and was perhaps an inch or two shorter than Corvus.
The girl had dark, glossy hair like Aurora and hazel eyes, she was slightly tan unlike her brother she was a good four inches shorter than Corvus.
And lastly was the woman, her dark, glossy hair resembled her daughter's and bright, silvery eyes she shared with her son, her skin was a creamy pale and was of a medium, perhaps a bit on the tall side, height. She was very similar to Aurora in looks, but with the classic Malfoy high cheekbones (which both of her children had) and her nose slightly pointed (like her sons's).
Aurora ran to the woman who tensed slightly before hesitantly hugging the woman whilst Abraxas questioned,
"Meissa?" In disbelief causing the woman to nod and he joined the hug, which was most unproper for their status but Abraxas was more than happy to pass it off under these circumstances.
Corvus, however, remained awkwardly staring at the other two children, with a look that most resembled his grandmother Walburga's 'I'm sizing you up' look' and Sebastian, too, seemed to be scanning him in a most Abraxas Malfoy manner.
Sofia rolled her eyes at the two, "I'm Sofia Rothwell… Though apparently it's Potter now, who are you?"
Normally, after all of Aunt Cassie's teaching on wizarding etiquette, he would kiss the back of her hand but he had a feeling she wouldn't appreciate that at this present point in time so, instead, offered her a hand to shake, "I'm Corvus Black, your cousin," at her raised eyebrows he further elaborated, "your mother's sister was my mother."
"Was?" Questioned Sebastian, finally joining in the conversation.
"Was," Corvus confirmed, feeling rather sad every time he had to explain it, confirming to himself over and over again that he'd never have a living, breathing mother; he had her portrait, but it simply wasn't the same no matter how much he enjoyed talking to it, "she died in the February of 1981."
"I'm sorry," both of them said in unison, making Corvus smile a little at their 'twin unison'.
"Well, I'm Sebastian Rot- Potter and I think we're going to be great friends," the boy decided, attempting to cheer Corvus up by shooting him a cheeky grin.
Deciding they were nice and genuine Corvus looked at them both, "I think we all will be."
TBH-TBH-TBH-TBH
Dear Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore,
We are writing to you to inform you that you will no longer be Guardian of the Potter Vaults as the Heir has been found and his regent will be the Lady Potter until he becomes of age,
Ragnok,
King of the Goblins.
With a scream of anger magic swirled out of Albus Dumbledore – further trashing his already ruined office.
They had found out Meissa Potter nee Malfoy was Eleanor Rothwell and now Sebastian would be the Potter Heir and would clearly side with his families ideals.
He had lost the Potter money and the Potter alliance, and now the Malfoy-Black-Potter faction was growing even stronger.
His last attempt to kill them didn't work so he needed to think of another approach.
He would need an insider to lure the boys to his cause, if he could get his hands on Sebastian Potter or Corvus Black or even Sofia Potter or Draco Malfoy he would be one step further towards his pan for the Greater Good.
Yes, his first move would be to secure an insider.
And his second, well, he couldn't have people managing to find out that Sirius Black was innocent. No, the man would have to be killed.
The Dementor's kiss would do the trick.
What do you think? Surprised at the parentage? It's a twist that is going to play quite a big part in the whole light-vs-dark war. Anyways feel free to give me your feedback I love to read it
What's your patronus? (on Pottermore mines a Doe but personality wise I think I'm a better fox ;))