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The first time I read and watch Harry Potter until it was finished–both novels and films–my thought and belief were on the light side and two years later I found a fan fiction site which contains Harry Potter's fandom. I read many of them and it made me realize, that the story is not in black and white nor dark and light. Like Kakashi Hatake had said that you must see underneath the underneath. And that moment, I've already chosen which side I want to be…
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°• MORTE V•°
10 Years Later~
Seraphim Morte looks at her worriedly. They sat in Rhadamanthus's office in silence. Sephira looks at her mother to the envelope in her hand. She knew that now is the time. After undergoing so much of heavy training and studying uncounted several times with her flesh and blood as payment, she absorbed everything like a sponge. She is well prepared.
To the battlefield.
"Are you ready, sweetheart?"
°• My Another Life •°
The door of her compartment was slowly opened and revealed a blond boy. She knows immediately who this blonde is, the resemblances gave it away. There is no mistake that he is a Malfoy, no need to inspect his dress robe, no need to look at his arrogant express–no–Sephira realized, this one is different from Draco Malfoy. There is no arrogance or I am-a-Malfoy-and-I'm-better-than-you expression. Just a blank mask. And maybe you think she's crazy, but the boy in the doorway (?) is absolutely freaking handsome. As in eleven-year-old boy handsome, of course. I am not a pedophile who salivating at eleven years old. She reminded herself.
Sephira lowered her book as he looked at her with a small smile. "May I come in?"
Remember your posture, Sephira! You are a perfect pureblood heiress! She reminded herself again. I know that I will meet the canon characters, but I don't think this soon! She slapped herself in her mind. Keep calm. She looks at him with her charming pureblood heiress smile.
"Of course."
That was Alice's way to say the smile which she tried to perfect in years. Alice prefers calling it a charming pureblood heiress smile than a Sephira's smile. Sephira doesn't know why and when she asked, Alice just gave her an eerie smile. An experience which she will never want to repeat.
He steps in and took a seat in front of her. "Thank you."
Sephira looked up from her book, "Sure. There are many spaces here, after all."
He nodded, "My name is Abraxas Malfoy. What's yours?" he introduced himself.
Brax. Sephira took his hand, "Sephira Morte. It's nice to meet you." she gave him her small, shy smile as he took her hand into his lips.
"My pleasure."
Hmm, a twelve-year-old kid with manners indeed. Sephira's humming inside. She took a note how different Abraxas and Draco was. This Malfoy heir who sat in front of her is such a gentleman and well-mannered kid. What makes them different? She asks silently in her mind. Is life in a different situation affected them that much?
"Excuse me." Sephira looks at Abraxas and nods, "I'm sorry if my question seems impolite, but I never heard about Mortes before."
Sephira smiled a little, "Ah, about that. My family never interacted with the magical population before, Mr. Malfoy."
Abraxas's eyebrow furrowed. He was confused. In a blink of an eye, he knows that the girl in front of him is a pureblood. From the way she speaks, her gesture and everything about her screamed 'pureblood'. But, he never once heard about Mortes. If her family never interacts with magical population, is that means she was a mudblood?
"Mr. Malfoy."
Sephira's voice made Abraxas's mind snapped back to reality.
"I'm sorry, it seems I made you misinterpret my words Mr. Malfoy." Sephira smiled, "I mean my family never interacted with a magical population in Britain before. They do with the others, but occasionally. That's why you never heard about them." Because we never intend to. She finished mentally. And she was sure Abraxas caught it.
Abraxas nodded, "I'm sorry if I offended you in any way, it's not my intention."
"There is no need to apologize Mr. Malfoy." She dismissed it casually.
"Please call me Abraxas, Ms. Morte."
"Sure, if you called me Sephira."
"Sure, Sephira."
"Well, then. Abraxas."
That was quick. She shakes her head in her mind. Too quick for first name basis. Sephira observing Abraxas from her bangs made it not so obvious before she heard a knock and her compartment opened in the second time.
"Excuse me. Did you saw–ah!"
Other kids appeared. They resemble each other and the one in front is looks like Sirius Black so much it hurts. Yes, Sirius is one of Sephira's favorites. He's like a fun person to be around even if he is a bully. The others are Remus Lupin and Barty Crouch Jr. She was actually wishing to be in Marauders generation, but beggars can't be a chooser, right?
"Alphard." Abraxas recognized him.
Alphard Black, huh? Sephira took another note. That kid is Sirius's favorite uncle who supports him when he was escaping from the house of Black. So, the others are if not Orion, is Cygnus. Alphard strode in when the other asked her permission to enter. She only smiles and nods before back to her books.
"What's so interesting about that book?"
One of the unknown Black sat beside her. She lowered her book and looked at him. The others silenced, listening to their conversation.
"A new knowledge is always interesting," Sephira responded casually. She marked her book before closed it and showed its cover to the unknown Black. "It's a basic knowledge about runes."
Their eyes widened.
"Holy crap. You did read about rune? That's above our grade!" Alphard looked at the Rune book like it was the devil itself.
"Language." Reprimanded the other unknown Black.
Sephira only smiled at Alphard.
"Ahem." Their attention changed to the unknown Black who cleared his throat. "It seems I haven't introduced myself. My name is Orion Black." Orion offered his hands, she takes it. "The rude one is Alphard Black." Alphard waved his hand. "And the last is Cygnus Black." Cygnus nods at her.
"I am Sephira Morte. Nice to meet you, everyone." Sephira gave him her charming pureblood heiress smile before Orion kissed her knuckle.
"Our pleasure."
°• My Another Life •°
"So, I never heard a pureblood family named Morte." Abraxas sighed in his mind at his friend bluntness.
"Oh, so is Abraxas."
Cygnus raised his eyebrow, apparently surprised that his friend already on the first name basis with someone whose only he met a few minutes ago.
"My family barely interacted with magical populations." She answered calmly.
"Why?" Alphard asked again.
Sephira smiled, "Because we choose to." Before Alphard asked another question Cygnus slapped him lightly to drop the subject.
"Sorry, it's not my intention to press. I'm just curious, hehe."
"Do not worry about that." She smiled sweetly, that made them shiver internally.
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Author's note:
My grammar and vocab really limited that made me hard to write this chapter, but I want to improve my writing in English. So, bear with me if I am not describing it much, okay? :D
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