Lily's Protection

by JoannasHope

What if Lily didn't completely trust Dumbledore? It's not the "boy"-who-lived. Can two Mother's love protect a child to save both worlds? Begins Dark. Please note trigger warnings at beginning of chapters. Character deaths.

15. Chapter 15 - 1987

Disclaimer: as previously stated.

AN: Trigger Warning - Please note this chapter has two character deaths, one of an old man and another of a werewolf both witnessed by a different child. They are descriptive enough to give the feel of the situation but I don't think I went too overboard with them. Please use your own discretion.

Chapter Fifteen –1987

New Year's Day dawned winter grey and bitterly cold, Selena had breakfast with her Mum and brother then used her Peverell Heir ring to travel to Riddle Manor. She had been thinking about Frank during the holidays wondering if he was lonely being the only human living at Riddle Manor.

She hadn't given any thought to how Frank would be isolated due to his physical changes as he really couldn't be seen around the village anymore. Selena knew what it felt like to be isolated and it worried her excessively that she had caged Frank, even if he had agreed.

Arriving at Riddle Manor in the Entrance Hall an involuntary smile lit her face. The Home Fay and Frank had transformed the place from a dusty mausoleum to a warm welcoming home. It was smaller, quite a bit smaller, than Potter Manor but was cozier by far. It's a shame to have all these homes empty but I can only live in one at a time.

A Home Fay popped into the Entrance Hall and after a short greeting led Selena to the kitchen where Frank was conversing with the other Home Fays. Relieved at the jovial atmosphere Selena realized that she had worried over nothing. Frank was happy and not alone as the Home Fay kept him company unlike his life before when he had only suspicious muggles for neighbours.

As she drank her tea laughing at the stories and comments round about her, Selena knew that Riddle Manor was not empty either. It had a family living there of Home Fay and a human named Frank. Shortly after finishing her tea, she took her leave wishing them all a Blessed New Year and receiving the same in return.

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The Evans and Selena returned to their home along with Missy.

Just before Selena's Winter Break, Shisou had imperiously stated that Selena may fetch his meals as it was far too cold for him to hunt his own. When not in tattoo form Shisou would be found curled up before the fire in blissful slumber, Selena gently teased him but always stroked him with loving care.

Friday arrived and Doug met up with Sam to play in the park while Selena spent some time with her Mum.

Just before lunch Selena took Doug by shadow travel to Grandpa Hugh's shop for lunch. They showed him all of their discoveries from the belts he had given them then begged that he show them something new that they had missed. He had laughed then winked and with fast moving fingers the leather belts had turned into thick medallion chain belts. The children just sat there in silent wide-eyed wonder then accepted the belts back to try to figure out what he had done. He claimed he had used no magic but what had already been infused when they were created.

Doug examined his medallions then exclaimed, "They're all the Evans Crest! Thank you Grandpa."

Selena's belt was a bit more ornate than Doug's but not by too much. She examined her own belt to discover that her medallions were composed of her Houses and Families though one medallion was blank. "Yes, thank you Grandpa, but why is this one blank?"

Wise old eyes looked into hers, "That one is for the hidden one on your Ancestry Ritual Parchment, which the Goblins will tell you about in time. It will appear when you know of it."

Nodding her head Selena dropped the subject then giggled when she 'pulled' on a chain creating a chained leather loop. Studying it for a moment she commented, "Could this hold a scabbard for a dagger or sword?"

Grandpa Hugh clapped his hands, "Bravo my dear, well done. Yes, that loop is for a dagger. Just remember you are only limited to your imagination with this belt. What have you found Doug?"

A gleeful Doug had done his own poking and prodding to discover a hidden chain which fitted snugly onto his left hip. With a few more tugs Doug exclaimed, "I think I found the one for a sword."

Again Grandpa Hugh clapped his hands, "Well done Doug. Yes you have it now. Let me just give you a bit of a hint for the next time you think you have discovered all the belts' secrets: Do belts always go on the waist?"

With a startled jerk Selena's head lifted up, "No…they don't. Belts can be used to secure a weapon, such as swords, arrows and all sorts of smaller weapons, to your back."

Doug's eyes had widened as he stared at his belt in amazement, "Wow…what about putting the belt on your arm to hold a weapon there?"

Laughing Grandpa Hugh ruffled both Doug and Selena's hair, "Smart children. Let's go downstairs now; I have to open up the shop."

The two children went downstairs and after an hour managed to adjust their belts back to leather, though Doug managed to keep one medallion as the buckle. Swiftly they tidied up the shop and 'helped' Grandpa Hugh with his 'creating'. Selena enjoyed every minute as she usually was too busy with her lessons to stay after lunch.

Eventually they had to leave, so with hugs and goodbyes Selena shadow travelled her and Doug home.

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Ensuring that Doug was okay with it Selena spent Saturday afternoon with Dora as she was taking the train back to Hogwarts the next day. Dora was packing so Selena helped her while practicing her pureblood persona with a snooty commentary regarding the contents of the trunk. The two ended laughing so hard that they cried while collapsing to the floor gasping for breath.

When they had sufficiently calmed down Dora decided that it was her turn to role-play as the older sister. This involved make-up and a morphing competition.

Flopping down onto her bed Dora exclaimed, "Oh this is so much more fun than packing alone or with my Mum." She gazed at Selena then swallowed, "I miss this with Teddy. He was just starting to get better at morphing when he died." A few tears leaked from her eyes as she sniffled.

Immediately Selena lay down beside her then wrapped her arm around Dora's waist, "I'm glad you can talk about him. He must have been so special just like you."

Dora turned toward her friend then wrapped her own arm around Selena, "Yeah, he was special. He loved flying on his broom." Her tears flooded her eyes as she whimpered then mumbled, "I miss him so much. I hate coming home to see his empty room. I keep expecting him to run into my room or trip me. I want him back to irritate and fight with me…Oh, Merlin I miss him so much!"

Selena held the sobbing girl close while rubbing her back offering silence and comfort. After a bit of time Dora took a shuddering breath or two then sat up to mop her face and blow her nose. When she returned to sit on the bed beside Selena, who had also sat up, they clasped hands then Selena softly spoke, "I had a brother, a twin."

While Dora's eyes widened in shock her lips trembled, "You understand."

Nodding her head Selena continued, "Yes. We were…connected inside my Mother. We shared feelings, emotions…we loved each other. He was born first but died as I was being born. It still hurts…losing him, the connection. I'm not complete anymore, he's missing."

Wrapping her arms around the younger girl Dora sat with her friend in silence, each giving and receiving comfort for the loss in their lives. There were no words to say, nothing trite or superficial would pass their lips, the wounds were too deep and personal.

Whispering Selena spoke of her finally visiting the grave of her brother with her Uncle. Dora commented that she had put away all pictures of Teddy as she just couldn't abide to look at them yet.

Slowly they returned to Dora's packing with a deeper understanding of shared grief between them. Eventually they each endeavoured to make the other smile and so ended their time together with laughter.

Selena flooed back to her Evans home after they both promised to continue writing each other while apart.

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Monday arrived and with it Selena resumed her lessons. Even though Selena had kept up with her stretching exercises she still was a bit sore after warrior training. Boaxum had a feral smile of delight as he pushed her to her absolute limits.

Also Selena's mithridatism was continuing as scheduled. She had received her regular dose while Petunia and Doug received their tattoos and also when she made a quick trip to Gringotts early in the morning of Doug's party. Thankfully Missy had kept her organized during her break.

Snipbue carefully reviewed her mindscape and her 'innocent' deceptive one. Satisfied they spoke of Goblin magic as Snipbue had received authorization from Ragnuk to teach Selena the basics of Goblin magic as it pertained to warrior training and mind training. Snipbue took that to mean Selena could learn almost everything except Tribal Magic. Selena and Snipbue merely smirked in agreement then settled down to start on silent Goblin 'apparition'. Selena was relieved that her body calmly accepted this form of travel unlike wizarding apparition.

Having his own agenda Snipbue determined that he would teach Selena his own specialty of assassination and healing. Both were essentials when you have fearsome enemies.

That same Monday Missy brought the unknown owner items to Griphook, who promised to look into the matter.

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The next day was Tuesday, which meant it was time to discuss with Uncle Arcturus, the opportunity before them.

Sitting before her Uncle's desk in his study Selena hesitantly asked, "Uncle…" Arcturus gave a quizzical look at her. "In order for…Sirius Black to receive a trial we need to…convince the Wizengamot to agree, yes?"

Nodding Arcturus spoke, "Yes, you are correct but it will be difficult. No man enjoys admitting that he was wrong. We will need to approach our allies with discernment and guile. We must not make them feel as if they are being chastened but praised to give Sirius a trial. What do you have in mind little one?"

A sly smile was upon her face as she continued, "While I was at Potter Manor I discovered that there used to be grand parties held there. Sometimes people forgot to retrieve their belongings. We went through those belongings and discovered quite a few things I'm sure the Wizarding Houses would like to have back…as a gift perhaps for their support during our time of separation from Sirius."

The corner of Arcturus' lips lifted into a cunning smile, "Just how many gifts do you have Selena and for which Houses?"

Now broadly smiling she replied, "Expanded trunks full for all of the Houses, even the extinct ones. Would you care to see them? I think you should pick out the gift. Also there are quite a few parchments regarding rendezvous and what I suppose might be secrets."

Chuckling with glee Arcturus nodded, "Yes little one I will advise you on what to select for each House. Have one of your Home Fay organize and compile the parchments for me to peruse. Once I have studied them I will give you a lesson on understanding them for their potential of persuasion or silence. Also we will advise the Goblins of this opportunity once I have ascertained the items potential."

They flooed to Potter Manor where Arcturus was stunned by the magnitude of exactly how many items had been stored. He pointed out a few items, jewelry and the like, which would be best served as 'gifts'.

Selena gave her orders for the parchments then showed her Uncle her special 'Library'. He requested copies of these books as well, then stated that the books might also be returned as 'gifts' but not until after Sirius' trial and release. They would serve well as 'thank you' gifts as opposed to incentives.

Turning to Selena, Arcturus asked, "Do you understand how I am determining my selection of gifts?"

Slowing nodding her head Selena answered, "I think so. Jewelry and other items which represent the wealth of their Houses then the second gift is something they would need time to examine to appreciate exactly how it is more important than the first gift."

Pleased with her response Arcturus praised her then commented, "I would suggest the items not belonging to your Houses, Families or Allies be held within a vault at Gringotts. Now, why do you think we should not return all that you have found?"

Quickly Selena replied, "In case we or our descendants need to give another 'gift' in the future. The cloaks, robes and other clothing are old-fashioned, most likely not wanted so they wouldn't want them back. The spare wands wouldn't be of much use unless the owner is still living, but…maybe they would like those wands as a heritage gift? We display the Blacks wands in cases under their portraits, so they do have value."

Arcturus smirked, "Good for you on your last point of understanding, but you are incorrect about the clothing. Some ancestor's had paintings commissioned while they wore specially ordered robes. If we have those robes they would be very valuable to the Families. Your first statement was correct; we do not ever reveal all that we hold. One must always position one's self in a place of strength before revealing one of multiple purposes, no matter how long it takes. What are our purposes for getting a trial for Sirius?"

Selena pursed her lips while thinking then spoke, "He is Family, innocent of murdering my parents, restitution is necessary for stronger Family magic, it will create sympathy for our House which will lead to a position of strength and respect, the Wizengamot will feel they owe our Family a debt…I think it will also allow us to push forward any laws we want in regard to trials as they will fear it could happen to them one day."

She looked up at her Uncle with wide eyes, "We will have the power to push through the changes we want in the Wizarding World. It could give us the necessary votes to start the return of squibs into our Society. At the very least open the possibility of further study of squibs and magic."

Arcturus had nodded at each point she had made then laughed in delight that she had understood that he was already positioning them for the next stage of their desired goals. "Very well done Selena, I am proud of you for understanding the larger picture. Always remember your overall goals and use each opportunity to place yourself one step closer to obtaining them. Now I believe it is time we returned to Grimmauld Place for your lesson."

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The upcoming Saturday saw the return of Luna and Selena's sleepovers. It also saw the return of defence practice for the four. Luna was happy to participate in their potion lessons, in fact she was rather like a teacher's assistant as she often helped her Mother.

Selena made more of an effort to spend time with Doug. Meanwhile Sam was quickly becoming Doug's best friend and although he was mostly over at the Evans, occasionally he invited Doug over to his house after school. Those visits were shortly to come to an end when Petunia found out that neither of Sam's parents was home after school to supervise them.

After that it seemed that Sam was almost always at the Evans home after school until dinner time. Selena didn't mind as she usually either went to the park with them or they did homework, of which Selena's was disguised, at the kitchen table.

Sam and Luna met each other due to the frequency of their visits. It was the first time that Luna met someone new that she didn't put on her persona of vague airiness. Selena was very proud of her and even though Luna and Sam never became good friends they had at least a friendly acquaintance which was perfectly fine for all involved.

If Sam ever noticed something odd or magical about the girls he never mentioned it to anyone. Doug was sure that someday Sam would say something but he never did to the relief of them all.

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Marius Black's children all agreed upon allowing their children to celebrate their seventh and eleventh birthdays upon ley lines. Jaxom would take each of those days off from St. Mungo's in order to be with them while performing his scans on their magical cores before and after. His presence also reassured the parents of their children's safety as he monitored them the entire time.

Jaxom was delighted to report that the first child's magical core had increased sufficiently enough to guarantee an invitation to Hogwarts when he turned eleven. Marius and Alison took over the training of all of their grandchildren.

Over the year there was a Family discussion regarding the children's eventual magical training. It was finally decided that for their safety, due to having the Black name and being from squibs, they would enroll either in France or elsewhere. Arcturus insisted that the House of Black pay for the tuition of each child, which was gratefully accepted. Unknown to them Arcturus had commissioned the Goblins to create foci rings for each of the adults. He would present them just before his three month trip.

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On the seventeenth of January Selena and her Mum entered the pensieve for another of Lily's memories.

This one showed Lily's training as an Unspeakable. Although no secrets were revealed regarding her training, it did show that Lily was exceptionally intelligent with charms.

Lily was in her lab researching when she was interrupted by a grey cloaked Unspeakable who spoke not a word but beckoned Lily to follow. Swiftly Lily put on her own disguising grey cloak then followed the person through a labyrinth of confusing corridors and rooms.

They reached their destination of a dim lighted room with row after row of tall shelves as far as the eye could see. Upon the shelves were ornate stands holding glowing or darkened orange-sized spheres. Cautiously the Unspeakable led Lily to a shelf then gestured to a particular glowing sphere then placed their hand upon Lily's flat stomach. Reaching into their cloak they withdrew a piece of folded parchment which they placed into Lily's hand. Abruptly the Unspeakable then turned to swiftly flee the prophesy room leaving Lily standing there utterly alone.

With her shaking hand Lily pulled the stand to the edge of the shelf to examine the label: 'S.P.T to A.P.W.B.D, Dark Lord and (?)'. Carefully Lily pushed the stand to its original position then let her hand drop to her side as her shoulders slumped. Lifting her hands she unfolded the parchment to read the words upon it only to start shaking her head while her hand curled around her mouth in horror to muffle the whimpers she was uttering. Now with her whole body shaking she burnt the parchment not leaving even ash upon the floor.

Unsteadily she made her way to the exit then straightened her quivering form to leave the Hall of Prophecies. Once she had silently made her way to her own lab she magically sealed and silenced her room only to fall upon her knees as she rocked back and forth while sobbing and uttering cries of despair.

She didn't give way to her grief for very long, but slowly her shoulders straightened and standing she flung off her cloak revealing blazing eyes and tightened lips as she hissed, "A.P.W.B.D. – Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, you will not have my child as your plaything to defeat the Dark Lord. Who is S.P.T…a seer or prophetess? How would he hear her? Why would they be in contact with each other? Perhaps a professor or colleague of his or one he met through the ICW?"

Starting to pace she muttered out loud, "Protection…I must protect my child but how?" She stopped suddenly as her gaze landed upon her table of opened books. "Research my books, protection…runes…rituals. But how to overcome the killing curse?! How do I protect my child? Can I perform a ritual on a baby, will he survive? No one must ever know."

Her hands cradled her stomach, "It becomes more difficult each day to be here. James wants me to quit and will insist upon it when he discovers I am with child. I must quickly find the information I need. But what if I have a girl? The prophecy won't apply to her but we are losing the war against the Dark Lord. Will Dumbledore turn his attention to another child and spare mine? Could he adjust the Prophecy? Is it even a real Prophecy?"

Shaking her head she continued, "I have to assume it is meant for my child. How could I ever want to pass this onto another? Testing…I must test the gender of my child."

Pulling out her wand she performed a magical charm upon her stomach which revealed a glow of two distinctive colours: pink and blue. Abruptly she sat down upon her chair at her desk. "Merlin's ancestors! Two babies – twins! Oh my son and daughter…if only you could both be daughters – Maybe, maybe I could charm you to be. I promise I will protect you both."

The scene abruptly changed revealing Lily now noticeably pregnant speaking with James Potter, though she was not as pregnant as when Dumbledore had come to visit. They were in the same room as that other visit at Potter Manor.

James was laughing, "Oh course we will be having a son. All of the Potter's first born are sons. It has been this way for hundreds of years."

Casually Lily stated, "Oh, well if you're sure then I suppose it is a son. Just for arguments sake what if it was a girl?"

Raising an eyebrow James scoffed, "But my dear, why on earth would I want a daughter. No, it will be a son. I suppose if you really want a daughter we could try for her next, but it's not likely to ever happen. Potters only have one child which is always a son. Merlin, if you had a daughter it would be such an embarrassment. No, no we'd simply have to make sure my wife had a son first."

Licking her pale lips Lily gave a faint smile, "I'm sure you're correct, it must be a boy."

Leaning down James kissed her cheek as he whispered, "That's right my dear mudblood." He stood upright staring down at her with a hard cold expression which abruptly changed into a charming boyish smile, "Well, I'm off to visit Sirius for some flying. Do take care of my son and Heir. I shall see you later for luncheon or dinner depending upon whatever Sirius has planned."

After he had left the room Lily rubbed her stomach then whispered, "Perhaps two boys would be best. Don't worry little ones I love you with all my heart. I will protect you both and one day we will be free. Now let's return to my research while we are alone."

The memory ended as Lily left the room. There was silence for a bit as Petunia hugged Selena not knowing what to say regarding this memory.

Looking up at her Mum Selena commented, "You were right, she did know about the Prophecy before Dumbledore said it. I guess this explains why she charmed me to be a boy."

Closing her eyes Petunia nodded then opened them as she gave a bright smile to Selena, "I'm very glad you are a girl, my beautiful daughter Selena."

Once again reassured of her Mum and Mother's love Selena was able to let go of her hurt towards her Father. After all this really wasn't new information of how her Father regarded his wife or child. Instead it strengthened her respect for her Mother's ability to protect her.

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February started with Arcturus first visit to Sirius in Azkaban. He was extremely thankful that Selena hadn't wanted to join him for this visit. To say Arcturus was revolted by the condition he found Sirius in would be understating things. Oh, he knew what to expect but seeing, smelling and feeling it was something altogether different.

He had insisted on privacy for his visit. Once the guard had grudgingly left Arcturus swiftly placed a small box of chocolate beside Sirius on the dirty thin mattress. "This is from me and my Heir."

The dirty bearded man, who was dressed in rags, attempted to focus his eyes upon his Grandfather. Shaking his head he forced his mind to think and form words upon his cracked lips. His voice so long unused except to scream harshly mumbled and slurred his words, "Why? Who is…Heir?" He then panted as his trembling hands grasped the box fumbling to open it.

When Sirius opened the box to see and smell the chocolate he shook violently as a single tear managed to leave his parched body to roll down his face and into his beard. "Th-thank you, thank…your Heir." Swiftly he placed a piece into his mouth unable to stop the moan of pleasure nor the closing of his eyes as forgotten tastes burst upon his tongue.

Emotionally overcome from seeing the broken humbled wretch before him, Arcturus clenched his hands into fists turning his eyes away from the man who had once been his arrogant willful fun loving Heir. The contrast was too sharp and bitter for him not to feel compassion, until he remembered what Selena had lived through.

His hands unclenched as his cold gaze once more returned to his grandson. "It has come to my attention that you have not received a trial. It has also been revealed to me privately that you were not responsible for the deaths of Lily and James Potter. Regarding the deaths of Peter Pettigrew and the muggles I know not your guilt nor do I care."

Sirius stared at his Grandfather then gave a barking laugh, "Oh…but I am guilty…of Lily and James' deaths. I…was the one to tell them to…switch the Secret Keeper to…Peter. So you see…it was my fault…they died. Peter lives. It was he who…killed the muggles to fake his death." His chains rattled as he clasped his head in his hands then started to moan, "My fault…all my fault...couldn't save Lily. Couldn't save Harry...Harry…how is Harry? Is he well? How old is he?"

Burning eyes gazed into Arcturus' remote cold ones. Ignoring the questions from the surprisingly mostly lucid man Arcturus spoke, "I will attempt to get you a trial. It will take time and persuasion. I will visit another time. I suggest you finish the chocolate before the guard returns."

Abruptly standing Sirius begged, "Please tell me of Harry?"

Silence between the two men filled the small cell even as distant screams seemed abnormally louder. Coming to a decision Arcturus flatly stated, "Dumbledore took him from the Wizarding World. He has not been seen nor heard of since the night his parents died."

Horror seized the gaunt man as he almost fell onto the mattress, "But…but no! He should have gone to Longbottoms or…or…Dumbledore must have him somewhere safe."

Coldly Arcturus stated, "The Longbottoms were crucioed into insanity a couple days later by Bellatrix, the Lestranges and Crouch Junior. If they live they are here in Azkaban." Then he narrowed his eyes in anger as he advanced towards Sirius. He almost hissed his next words, "Safe? You want to know and believe Harry is safe? Where was your concern for your duty to your godchild when you handed over that child to Hagrid?"

Turning around Arcturus controlled his emotions before turning back around to stare coldly at the stunned man before him. "I will never forgive you for abandoning that child. If it wasn't for the need of strong Family magic for my Heir I would leave you here to rot. Know this Wretch; you are only a stepping stone to a larger purpose to strengthen my Heir's position within the Wizarding World. It simply amazes me that you put such blind faith into such a cunning manipulative old man as Dumbledore. There is not one shred of proof that Harry Potter lives nor do we know that he is cared for. Think if it is possible for you to do so, where else could Dumbledore place Harry if he is not in the Wizarding World?"

Shaking his head Sirius mumbled, "No, no he knows not to leave Harry with Petunia. She hated Lily and magic. He wouldn't leave Harry in her care, no he must be safe somewhere else."

Mockingly laughing filled the cell as Arcturus twisted the knife a bit more, "Are you so sure? Even I have sent owls to Harry. The owl either returns barely alive still with the parchment or it never returns. I've checked with the Owl Post, they never receive anything for Harry. Even the Goblins can give no reassurances as to his breathing. Oh didn't you know, Dumbledore sealed the Potter Will with the full agreement of the Wizengamot, of which he is the Chief Warlock, how utterly convenient for him."

Unable to defend the man who was his Headmaster and who lead the Order of the Phoenix, Sirius just stared at his Grandfather as the words hit deep into his heart as poisoned darts.

Walking towards the cell door Arcturus banged his cane upon it then turned his gaze once more upon his Grandson, "It does seem strange that the Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards didn't ensure you received a trial. Hmmm...seems like he was very determined that the child not be brought up as a Black or a Potter or even a Wizard for that matter. How strange it all is, but I'm sure there must be a logical reason for it all. Good day to you."

He exited when the guard opened the door leaving behind a man whose mind was filled with the words uttered from his Grandfather's lips. Slowly Sirius' mind argued the points but could not refute the truth, he had been wrong. He was guilty of placing his trust in one who had abandoned him and hidden his Godson. He had failed Harry not just once but twice.

Examining his thoughts he was suddenly struck with an error in this process. Over and over his mind insisted that he trust Dumbledore, even as his mind pointed out why he shouldn't. That's when he knew something was wrong with his mind, that he had been charmed or somehow magically altered to think this way. Now he had to find a way to release his mind, the only question was how? I have to overcome this before I am released, otherwise I will continue to be his tool.

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Arcturus made one other stop, though of a much shorter duration this time, while in Azkaban. He had far more compassion for Bellatrix than he did for Sirius. This was largely due to his conversation with Regulus regarding the choices Bellatrix had to make once married to Rodolphus Lestrange, although she had been a Death Eater before marriage.

Nevertheless he left her a box of chocolate while ignoring her rants and curses. His only words were to let her know that it was a gift from him and his Heir. His parting words were, "I'm sorry Bellatrix, perhaps I will visit again one day."

He paused just once before he walked through the opened door. It was a whisper just barely a sigh of one little word easily not heard if his foot had struck the stone at that particular moment. A smile creased his lips as his mind replayed the single word over and over from his Grand Niece: "Yes." It was enough to thaw his heart towards her.

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Arcturus had Kreacher search Grimmauld Place for any left behind treasures. He was stunned by what Kreacher had discovered. A smirk appeared upon his face as he ordered Kreacher to request all other House Elves for the return of any items the House or Family of Black had left behind on other properties, except what Selena had found. This ensured the message was delivered to all House Elves around the world.

He also gave permission for Kreacher to use the same idea of expandable trunks to hold the returned treasures until he could go through them. When Kreacher told him he had filled two empty guest bedrooms with House and Family trunks, Arcturus sighed then asked Cassi for her help.

At his next lesson with Selena he told her what he had done then smiled as she stated she would do the same. This was their bright idea of returning left behind gifts – none other should dare use it against them.

They both looked at each other then swiftly ordered their Home Fay, Kreacher and Missy, to have the House Elves at their other properties conduct a thorough search with the same storage system. Within a few hours they had the same results – multiple further trunks needed to be gone through.

Arcturus ordered all books copied while the parchments were copied into book form stating who the sender and receiver was along with the date of the parchment, if it could be determined. Any little detail would help to cross-reference potential relevant blackmail material. Of course it was all to be used as a last resort, but the reading of such could be quite entertaining.

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Near the end of February Neville Longbottom sat in a darkened room upon a very uncomfortable chair drawn up beside an occupied bed. He gazed in horrified fascination at the bare movements of his Grandfather's chest although he could hear the wheezing breath quite well. He knew that particular sound would haunt his nightmares for years to come.

His gaze flew to his Grandfather's face as the old man's breath stopped then exhaled with a rattling sigh. Returning his gaze to the chest that no longer moved as it had not even two minutes ago, he squirmed in his chair desperately wanting to flee from this room of death.

The exact words from his Grandmother's orders still rang in his head, "You will stay here and keep your Grandfather company while the Family speaks to the Healer. You are not to leave this chair Neville."

They had left him, a six year old little boy, completely alone with his dying Grandfather. His fingers tightened as they clenched together even as his eyes flew to gaze at the face which was turning red as the old man struggled to draw in a breath. The boy shuddered as the breath was not drawn in but instead the face turned from deep red to blue.

Desperate eyes opened wide to gaze into Neville's own before they glazed over as a final wheeze and rattle let the air escaped the purple lips one final time. The old face returned to its grey pallor as the boy sat there with tears streaming down his face. In deep shock the boy was unable to move his gaze from corpse's unseeing eyes.

Gasping for his own breath his nose detected further evidence of his Grandfather's death. His hands covered his mouth as he started to gag. At that moment the bedroom door opened as the Healer entered with the Family.

Neville was roughly shoved aside as the Family gathered around the bedside. He found a corner of the room to support his trembling body.

The next thing he remembered were the Healer's gentle eyes gazing at him in concern while kneeling before him even as his Grandmother stated, "I'm sure he is perfectly fine. The sooner he becomes accustomed to death the better. It is part of life after all so don't coddle the boy. I'm sure he will be his usual self shortly. Now, we must make the funeral arrangements which your attention is necessary for."

The Healer closed his eyes as his lips tightened to stop the harsh words he wished to spew at the old woman. Carefully he patted the little boy's drawn up knees determined to see to the child once Lady Longbottom had no more instructions to give him.

Half hour later the Healer looked around but could not see the boy anywhere. Reluctantly he left having no excuse to stay or search for the little boy. Although he consoled himself that he would have an opportunity at the funeral to take care of the child, it was not to be as he was caught up in an emergency case and therefore did not attend the funeral.

While the Healer had been busy with Neville's Grandmother, Neville had been ordered to his room as he was 'in the way' and 'not needed' during such a difficult time as the Family gathered together to express their sorrow over their loss. So the boy entered his room, climbed onto bed, drew the curtains closed then huddled under his covers to shiver and sob throughout that first horrible night. He did manage to fall asleep the next night but it was only to waken within a few hours as his screams filled his bedroom.

If anyone commented on how listless and wan the boy looked they were told that he must be taking his Grandfather's death hard as he missed him. None recalled that he had witnessed what a child should not and none helped him during the night as they never heard his screams. No he was left alone to deal with his memory feeling unloved and unwanted.

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Spring was slowly making itself known when Heir Draco Malfoy returned to Malfoy Manor March first. He entered his bedroom then stopped still as his eyes searched for the one thing he had missed desperately – the photo of his Lady.

Starting to tremble he entered further into the room even as his gaze franticly searched every surface for her smiling face. Soon he was pulling open drawers to his desk and dresser. He threw open his wardrobe to tear the clothes from their hooks and hangers. Finding nothing he started to throw books from the bookshelves.

Starting to sob he collapsed to the floor amidst the wreckage he had wrought with his desperate search, "Dobby! Dobby!"

Dobby popped into the room, "Dobby here young M...Master?!"

Completely overcome with grief and rage Draco grasped Dobby wrapping his hands around Dobby's thin arms. In a low voice Draco hissed, "Where is it? Where is my Lady's picture?" He started to shake the House Elf violently.

"Please, please young Master. Dobby tell, Dobby tell Master." The poor House Elf shuddered then sighed in relief as he was released. "Mistress said accidentally destroy picture." Dobby let out a squeal as Draco's hands reached for his throat. "Dobby had to but Dobby already protected picture."

Dobby backed away towards the bookshelf, "Picture safe young Master, but Mistress says young Master not allowed to see every day." Dobby's large eyes searched the almost empty bookshelf then he snapped his fingers. A book appeared in his hands which he held out to Draco, "See young Master, see picture safe in book, but you mustn't look every day. It will only open on the first of every month, then you see picture. Dobby so sorry young Master, head hurt badly from orders. But Dobby obey orders from Mistress and young Master."

Draco snatched the book from the House Elf's hands then carefully opened it to once again see his Lady's smiling face. He didn't even pretend to listen to Dobby's words instead he climbed onto his bed to lean against the headboard as silent tears coursed down his face while he watched the girl smile over and over again. He sniffled then pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket. It was the handkerchief that his Lady had given him when he had been hurt. After he had wiped his face and blew his nose he quietly said, "Thank you Dobby for protecting your future Mistress' picture for me. Please clean this for me as it was once hers."

Even though Draco didn't even look at Dobby when he spoke, Dobby nodded his head then smile, "Dobby clean up now. Dobby happy young Master not sad anymore. Handkerchief will always stay with young Master."

Silence filled the room as the two occupants were deeply absorbed in their individual tasks. Eventually the room was cleaned and fixed, everything restored to its proper place. Dobby looked around with satisfaction then turned his eyes upon his young Master. He wished young Master was not so sad. Maybe once a month is too long, twice a month would be better or maybe once a week. That is not every day, but Mistress did want the picture destroyed. But Master much happier with picture than without.

Hesitantly Dobby walked closer to Draco, "Young Master? Perhaps once a month too long, Dobby change to once a week, every Sunday, then young Master happy!"

Lifting his eyes to the House Elf, Draco nodded then carefully handed the book to Dobby. Grasping the book Dobby performed his own special magic then handed the book back to Draco, "All done young Master. Anything else for Dobby young Master?"

Nodding again Draco asked for his special notebook and pumpkin juice, which Dobby snapped into existence immediately. Once Draco had quenched his thirst he spoke again, "Dobby I need a safe place for my notebook so no one can read it. You can't tell anyone about it either." He watched as Dobby nodded his head then created a hidden safe behind the picture of a dragon, which was near Draco's desk on the wall.

Once Dobby told Draco how to access the magical safe Draco asked him some difficult questions, "It was my Mother who asked you to 'accidentally' destroy the picture wasn't it? Do you know why she wanted this done? Just tell me what you think."

Shifting back and forth on his feet Dobby was clearly uneasy with these questions but he had to answer. "Mistress and Master worried for young Master's safety. Young Mistress very powerful magic, she befriends magical creatures receives gifts. Dobby know young Mistress is good, but powerful very powerful enemies. Mistress watches young Master grow cold, sad, Master worries. Trying to protect young Master but decide wrong – eek – Sorry, sorry young Master – Dobby needs to punish for saying bad against Master and Mistress!"

Draco swiftly stopped Dobby from banging his head against the bedside table. "Stop Dobby! I order you to stop! I told you to tell me what you think, that's what you did. I get it now. You are dismissed and…thank you."

Dobby immediately disappeared with a soft Pop while Draco returned to his bed thinking over everything Dobby had said. Giving a small sigh Draco puzzled over what exactly his parents wanted from him. It seemed he was either too cold and distant or too warm and childish. Realizing that it was pointless to be angry over his Mother's orders as he could never explain to her why they had deeply hurt him and he wasn't suppose to know about them anyway, he smothered it with the love he had for her which he knew she also felt for him.

Reflecting over his holidays Draco realized that he had changed once again while they were gone. It had been wonderful spending so much time with his parents although he had missed seeing his Lady's smiling face. He had kept his promise by writing to her every day and that had helped but he had clung to the hope of seeing her face once he returned home.

He gave no thought to the turmoil the House Elf had gone through by obeying conflicting orders. He was not brought up to think of other people's comfort or problems. Over the next few months Dobby became his House Elf, the one Draco would call before all others. They now shared a special bond of protection and secrecy.

Within the next few years Draco would come to realize the struggle Dobby had gone through, in fact was still going through due to the conflicting orders. Dobby became different, not quite so obedient but more sly as he worked through obeying the words of an order and not the full intent of the order, well except for when Draco gave him an order. Often he would approach Draco to state the order he had been given which he didn't want to do. Draco in turn would question the order seeking more information before giving his own counter-order or at least a firmer confirmation of the order.

The two were pleased with their new relationship, Draco especially as he now was able to gather information to which a young boy should not be privy to. Draco learnt from his mistakes as Dobby would punish himself if he felt his Master or Mistress was not pleased. In this way Draco became compassionate towards his little House Elf, unheard of for a pureblood in regards to a 'lesser being'. Thus the ties binding the two became stronger over the years.

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Two days after Draco had returned to Malfoy Manor, Dora's radiant smile and rapidly changing hair colour caught the entire Great Hall's attention as four large owls laboured to deliver to her a large heavy box. Thankfully it was placed on the floor for when Dora cut the string holding the box tightly closed, the box burst open as fireworks flew into the air exploding with sparks and colours everywhere. Cupcakes appeared on plates before every person there while a magical banner floated around the room declaring it was Dora's fourteenth birthday.

Dora was stunned for a minute then laughed until she had to sit down to catch her breath. The fireworks slowly faded away before dinner that night as did the banner. After a stunned silence the tables erupted with well wishes for her birthday and exclaims of delight for the entertainment.

A fellow classmate caught Dora's attention that the box was waving its opened flaps to get her attention. When she peeked into the box her eyes widened in surprise as she drew out a beautiful robe of peacock blue silk with matching shoes, long white gloves and a midnight blue light cloak.

An owl dropped a sealed parchment beside her plate, which Dora immediately opened as there hadn't been any note with the box then the same owl landed before Professor Sprout, the Head of House Hufflepuff, with another sealed parchment.

Swiftly reading through her letter Dora carefully placed her dress back into the box then approached Professor Sprout.

The Professor smiled then nodded before Dora could ask, "Yes, my dear you have my permission to leave Hogwarts tonight in order to celebrate your birthday, just make sure you are back before curfew."

Unable to concentrate long enough to stop her blushing Dora gasped out, "Oh thank you very much Professor Sprout. I really appreciate it."

Still in a daze Dora returned to her table never stumbling once. With her dormmates help Dora gathered her gifts together then tripped on her way out of the Great Hall.

Dora received many birthday wishes that day and when asked who had sent her the gifts and where was she going tonight she replied, "Oh a friend of mine, she's tutored at home. I don't know where we are going except somewhere for dinner I suppose."

Many others also exclaimed over the cupcakes they had eaten. It was discovered that each one was the individuals favourite cake but in miniature. Unknown to anyone it was the Hogwarts House Elves own special creation upon request of the Home Fay, Missy, who they knew served the Shadow Mistress.

Dora's Mum and Dad were the ones who collected Dora after her last lesson. Ted Tonks waited in the Hufflepuff common room while Andi helped her daughter get ready. Both adults were dressed in their best robes and made a stunning picture with their daughter when they left.

Dora's eyes were sparkling when she returned just before curfew. When asked where she had gone, a smile always formed upon her lips while her eyes grew distant and dreamy, "We went to a hidden Manor, I don't know where, to eat dinner. Then we danced upon the clouds with the stars and moonlight. I was with my family and friends."

When they pressed for further clarification she would just shake her head, "I don't know where we went, but it was magical and something I will never forget." That was all she would say.

A few days later a moving picture arrived by owl post. It showed the distant figures of three girls dancing and leaping upon clouds with the stars and moonlight. One beautiful short pink haired girl was facing them, which was obviously Dora, the other two, one a blonde with long silvery gold hair and the other with black reddish long hair, kept their faces from showing, just a hint of a cheek or the flash of white teeth when they smiled.

Dora's dormmate swore that one quiet night she had been studying the picture when she heard laughter coming from it. When asked about this Dora shrugged, "We laughed a lot that night. It doesn't surprise me that you heard us."

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Arcturus had kept his promise to return to visit Bellatrix and Sirius. He also bribed the guards to provide the two with better food, water, clothing and blankets. The results were immediately noticeable.

Again Arcturus brought chocolate which he gave to them with his familiar words that they were from his Heir. When asked who it was he refused to tell Sirius but he did give a hint to Bella, "I will not tell you her name."

Bella's eyes had widened then she had laughed until she managed to gasp out, "A girl! Your Heir is female! Well done my Lord, well done."

A curious Arcturus asked Bella, "Would you swear allegiance to her before I die?"

Abruptly sobering Bella frowned, "I…do not know. Will I be allowed to?" She pulled her knees to her chest as she sat on her mattress then she sighed, "What does it matter I will never be free."

Softly Arcturus stated, "It matters to me, it matters to our Family, it matters to magic."

Insane eyes met his own and for just a moment they cleared then returned to their normal state, "Perhaps I will, but I won't unless she comes to me and I highly doubt she would ever do so, therefore my answer doesn't matter."

Chuckling Arcturus shook his head, "Ahhh Bella, this Heir will surprise you. I have been most blessed with my third choice as she is by far the best of the three. You will see in time."

He left to visit Sirius, who although physically better his mind was racing in circles.

Staring at his Grandfather Sirius stated, "My mind is tricked into believing I need to trust Dumbledore. I have to stop it but I cannot fight it. Logic proves he is untrustworthy but my mind demands I find reasons to believe he is truthful. Please, make it stop!"

Grasping his frail Grandson Arcturus looked intently into his eyes, "We have discovered a charm or curse rather, worse even than the Three Unforgiveables. It causes you to believe one thing, to make it logical as if it was your own thought. We don't know how to prevent it or fight it. I cannot help you though I wish I could. There is not even any memory of the spell being cast."

Sirius seemed to crumple into himself as he silently wept in despair.

Silently sighing Arcturus asked, "Sirius let me have a copy of your memory of just before you decided to tell the Potters to choose Peter as their Secret Keeper." Sirius nodded but as Arcturus tried to copy the memory no memory wisps appeared. Abruptly he stopped, "No more Sirius, rest now. It will take a Mind Healer to retrieve the memory, if it exists." Arcturus watched as an exhausted Sirius fell asleep.

It was now very clear that someone had messed with Sirius' mind. Also it was clear that if Sirius was unable to overcome the conflict within his mind he would become insane. It was a bitter blow that it wouldn't be Azkaban but rather Arcturus' words which would drive his Grandson insane. It would be ironic to finally get a trial for Sirius only to have him unable to give his testimony due to becoming insane in the meantime.

With a heavy heart Arcturus left Azkaban, he couldn't even ask the Goblins to help Sirius as they would never step foot within its cold depths. No, all he could do was hope while he waited for Sirius to fight the curse upon his mind.

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Griphook had the results from the items he had received from Missy. It had taken longer than anticipated but Selena was thrilled that they had written a notebook full of the instructions and ingredients for each of the potions as well as what they did and were called. The items were retrieved by Missy who placed them into the appropriate trunks with special notes attached of whom they belonged to.

Selena accepted the labeled potion bottles and the Potions notebook. She decided they would stay in her Black home for now until she, Arcturus and Cassi had a chance to review the book. From just a glance many looked very promising, but she could only paten the potions from extinct Houses, which she decided she would give credit to if Arcturus agreed that was best to do.

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It was Thursday March twenty-sixth when Selena returned from Black home to Gringotts. Mothering Sunday was in just a few days and Selena wanted a special gift for her Mum.

Exiting Gringotts a heavily cloaked Selena carefully made her way through Diagon Alley into the shadowy Knockturn Alley. The special shop she wanted was just a few shops in just past a narrow opening between two shops.

Believing that she was capable in defending herself if necessary, Selena confidently walked to the shop then entered. After all she had Shisou, her own magic and training with High Warrior Boaxum for almost a year now.

After half hour Selena exited the shop then blinked in surprise to find a dirty hairy hand covering her mouth as a sharp blade nicked her neck releasing a thin stream of blood to flow down and soak into her robe.

The man's rough voice whispered in her ear, "Ahhh…so sweet and young…tender and soft just right for a bite."

Wild animal was the scent Selena smelt; this wasn't just an ordinary man. No, he was stronger than a normal man by far with long dirty nails, greasy unkempt hair and torn scruffy clothes. He was almost purring in delight over Selena's fear.

He was also pulling Selena further into the darkness between the shops. "Just a bit further little girl then you will be mine. How I long to touch your flesh, marking you then making you mine. If you are very, very good I will end your suffering quickly by snapping your neck before I devour your flesh completely. Hmmm…maybe just a little snack before we leave here."

Trying not to panic Selena could not find a way to escape from this position. Shisou had to change back into a snake then attack, plus his venom although lethal still took a moment before the attacker's body reacted. In every idea they had, the knife was too firmly pressed against Selena's jugular. She would bleed out before help could arrive. They would simple have to wait for a better opportunity.

What terrified Selena beyond this moment was that she suspected this man was actually a werewolf. A single bit would change her even if it wasn't the full moon tonight. No this single decision of hers, her arrogance could cost her everything – Houses, Families and Allies. She shuddered again as they stopped moving further into the darkness.

A single whimper escaped her throat, which caused the man to laugh in hideous enjoyment as he pressed her further against his body. It was very apparent he was enjoying her terror while anticipating his feast.

Suddenly his hold loosened, the knife clattering to the cobbles as the heavy body fell behind with a dull thud causing Selena to swiftly turn around. She stared in horror as the man's head rolled away from his body.

Looking up she searched the darkness until she saw two red eyes shadowed in darkness watching her. Taking in a shuddering breath she exhaled then shakily whispered, "Th-th-thank you. I was stupid, arrogant. I guess someone can always be faster, stronger or smarter than I think I am." The eyes continued to stare at her then suddenly the shadow and red eyes were gone.

Selena shadow travelled to Gringotts. She needed to be alone while she took a bath, well, alone except for Shisou. After she had cried while Shisou wrapped her within his coils she stroked his scales then she bathed her body before calling Missy. Selena was very solemn as she told Missy what had happened and what she needed.

Carefully and silently Missy took care of her Mistress, healing the cut, cleaning the robe and cloak then providing a warm nightgown for Selena to change into. Within moments Selena was at her Evans home tucked into bed.

The present for her Mum was returned to its normal size but still within its box upon her desk in her bedroom. Selena couldn't stand to look at it so it was left there for the night.

Missy gave her Mistress' madeup excuses to Petunia and Doug then left them to watch over her Mistress. Late at night Missy finally went to her own bed. Shortly after a shadow moved in the bedroom, caressed the little girl's hair then placed a flower upon the pillow near Selena's head. It watched as Selena gave a little sigh and a slight smile. Nodding its head the shadow faded away leaving a little girl comforted with just a touch and a flower.

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The next day the Daily Prophet proclaimed the shocking discovery of Fenrir Greyback, Werewolf, decapitated and staked to the cobblestone street near the entrance to Knockturn Alley with twenty inch iron spikes driven through each limb and his forehead.

It took the Goblins' Ironsmith to shear through the spikes with a red hot rod before the Aurors could get the body and head removed from the street. Even then parts of the flesh and hair were left to rot off the remaining part of the spike, which could not be removed from the street or the body. It was almost as if the spike had been fused to whatever it had touched.

Rumours abounded and even the cause of death, obviously something had sliced through bone and flesh to cleanly decapitate the beast, shed no clue upon the truth. Even the Unspeakables shook their heads at the material of those spikes.

That night cups were raised in thanks for the death of the monster that had ruined and destroyed so many lives. For Greyback was a monster of that there was no doubt in anyone's mind.

The only question was did they need to fear who had killed the monster?

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Selena was quiet for a few days, but she did wrap her Mum's present then presented it to her on Mothering Sunday. It was not the clothing's fault that Selena had almost died, no that solely rested on Selena's own shoulders and she would need to carry that burden.

She confessed to Boaxum what had happened, he merely nodded then helped her to realize the only thing she could have done was what she had. The one thing he thought she may have been able to do was shadow travel to escape but it was still not a guaranteed fact that she could have escaped unscathed.

For a time Boaxum did focus on personal safety, of which Selena knew the number one rule was not to allow your body to be placed in an environment of risk. She had broken the first rule and almost paid with her life.

Snipbue had helped Selena deal with her memories and emotions. Then he continued on with his lessons on mind healing and Goblin magic. They were still visiting different magical beings gaining valuable insights into understanding and respecting their lives along with their mind protections. Having become vulnerable once again Selena realized that all life was precious in every single moment it existed.

Snipbue was resigned to her learning the lesson that control was an illusion. This also allowed Selena to realize that there was nothing she could have done to save herself from the cruelty of the Dursleys. It was what it was; someone had saved her which is what she had needed to have happen. She couldn't have saved herself in that situation; there had been no escape available for her.

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Time was flying past until suddenly it was the end of May which was the first day of the long anticipated three month trip to magical communities around the world.

Doug had passed his school year with flying colours. He had spent Friday night and all day Saturday with his best friend, Sam. Selena had done the same with Luna. Both had promised to write their friends and send pictures and presents, although Doug would have to very careful with what he sent to Sam.

Soon they met in Grimmauld Place to floo to the International Portkey Terminal, which was not so strange in that it was located within an International Airport. Within a few minutes they were on their way, though when they landed Selena grumbled that perhaps she could just shadow travel to their next destination instead.

Actually they all landed on their feet which impressed the person who greeted them. When her speech was completed she handed the adults brochures of France and possible places they and the children might like to visit. Petunia and Doug thanked her with passable French whereas Selena flawlessly and graciously spoke using the lady's own village dialect.

Overwhelmed with the little girl's fluency and feeling more than a little nostalgic the lady gave them coupons for free tours and restaurant vouchers. A signal announced another imminent arrival forcing the lady to reluctantly let them leave but not before she kissed both of Selena's cheeks then waved goodbye with trembling lips.

Deciding to put a good face on things Selena wiped off her lipstick stained cheeks as she smiled, "Yup, everyone loves me, even strangers."

Her family laughed at her comment but ruefully acknowledged it was most always the truth. They had entered another room where they could apparate or floo. Selena politely asked if she could shadow travel Doug as she had 'seen' the villa Arcturus wanted them to go to next. Petunia was reassured by the other adults that Selena and Doug would be safe, so gave her consent.

Interestingly enough Selena and Doug arrived before the others, though only by seconds. Selena promised she'd take her Mum next time when Doug realized that their Mum had never shadow traveled with Selena before.

That started their holiday off to a great start, which was to last the entire trip. It was a world tour to rival all tours ever taken.

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Draco's birthday had arrived with a party and presents as it was his special magical Seventh Birthday.

Lord Lucius Malfoy studied his guests but more so studied his son's cold but polite exterior. He knew his son was not happy with this party, it had been a mistake but it was far too late to do anything about it now. He was determined to make it up to his son when the guests finally left. He found he was missing the smiling young boy he had spent time with during their holidays.

Suddenly a large owl flew straight towards Lucius then landed on the table to screech at him while the sealed parchment was removed from his leg. With another loud screech the owl launched into the air being as disruptive as it possibly could be.

Lucius smiled waving off the words and interest from his meddlesome guests then he looked at the seal on the parchment and froze into instant stillness. With his heart pounding he casually excused himself from their presence then casually located Narcissa to excuse her from the group she was entertaining. He discreetly led her to his study, ensured the door was sealed then asked in a strained voice, "My dear, did you not invite Lord Arcturus Black to our son's seventh birthday?"

Eyes widening Cissy blanched then shook her head, "I forgot as he never communicates with us and hasn't for years. I saw the owl arrive – it couldn't be missed. What did you receive?"

Tersely Lucius bit out, "A sealed parchment." Then he sighed, "There is not much we can do now but read it then apologize immediately in person."

Dear Lord Lucius Malfoy, Lady Narcissa Malfoy née Black and Heir Draco Malfoy,

Let me start off with wishing my Great Grand Nephew a Magical Seventh Birthday greeting. I am sure he must be very happy on this most special of days.

I'm sure my invitation along with my Heir's and her Grandmother's invitations must have been lost or misplaced somehow, but it is not of any lasting consequence as we are out of the Country at this time on an extended vacation and unable to attend anyway.

My own Heir will also be celebrating her Seventh Birthday this summer, but do not be concerned with sending anything as we will still be out of the Country at that time.

I'll be sure to send Draco something shortly, although any ideas would be helpful as I do believe I have never yet met the boy.

Wishing you a pleasant summer,

Lord Arcturus Black,

Head of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black,

Head of The Black Family,

Of the Sacred Twenty-Eight

Toujours pur

Lucius abruptly turned away towards the window of his study though he was unable to see anything at this point. He wanted to swear and destroy things, but held onto his temper by a thread due to the love he felt for the woman behind him. Holding his body in rigid control while his hands were clenched into fists, he breathed deeply to calm his anger. It was just as much his own fault as it was Narcissa.

He unclenched his hands accepting what could not be changed. He had wanted the Black Lordship for his son just in case the Malfoy Lordship was destroyed by his following the Dark Lord. He had wanted something left for his son and wife. Now that dream was gone. Lord Black had another Heir, a female Heir at that. It was risky but understandable considering the loss of the previous two male Heirs.

Walking to his distraught wife he gathered her into his arms, "Hush now dearest. It is over and done with, now we continue on the path before us."

Shaking her head Cissy protested, "I should have taken Draco to visit him, I knew your plans and agreed with them. This is entirely my fault."

He murmured against her hair, "No, it is our fault. I should have taken him to visit Lord Black but I did not. We both should have but we didn't. What we need to do is turn to what we can do. Yes, the Lordship is lost to us but we are not cut off from the Black Family. We need to mend the relationship then start anew. I am quite happy with his suggestions."

Nodding her head Cissy gave her husband a trembling smile, "You always know exactly how to cheer me when I am in despair. Let's lay this aside for now and return to our son's birthday. He only turns seven once."

She tried to move away but Lucius continued to hold her. Softly he shook his head, "This party was a mistake my dearest. Draco is not happy. I miss the smiling boy we spent time with while on holiday. After the guests leave we need to do something special that he would enjoy. Can you think what it might be?"

Cissy's face fell; the party had been her idea. She had just assumed the usual expectations, when you turned seven there was a party to celebrate with Society. Now she realized she had done what was expected instead of what her son had needed. Firming her mouth she answered, "Us. He needs us to be with him, to spend time with him. It doesn't matter what we do as long as our focus is on him and his happiness."

With a nod Lucius and Cissy left his study while the folded parchment lay upon his desk within the sealed room.

Returning to the party Lucius took his son aside from the guests, "Let's go for a walk son." Once they were out of sight from the others Lucius bent down to look into his son's eyes, "Your Mother and I have a special gift for you. It was a mistake on our part to have this party. When the last guest leaves it will be just the three of us celebrating your birthday. Is there anything you'd like to do together?"

Sad grey eyes searched grey steady older ones then Draco nodded as a smile was finally seen upon his face, "Yes please Father." He hesitated licked his lips then looked down at the brick pathway, "Could we go to your study, sit before the fire with blankets, drink chocolate while you and Mother tell me stories?" The boy had steadily kept his eyes down the entire time.

Trying to hold back his own feelings of sadness and yet conflicting joy at the closeness his son still yearned from his parents, Lucius huskily whispered, "I would like that very much. I think we should do that every month."

Draco's head suddenly lifted in surprise as he searched his Father's eyes for any signs of deceit or mockery. A full smile grew upon Draco's face until it was almost glowing with happiness then it changed into a smirk, "If I open my presents they will leave sooner. Would Mother order the House Elves to serve the cake now? I think we could get the guests to leave within the hour hopefully."

Laughing at his son's enthusiasm Lucius gently hugged his son who threw his arms around his Father to hold him tightly to his small body. Lucius relaxed in his son's embrace enjoying every moment then he whispered, "We could give an excuse that we were called away, although it is an excuse but the owl I did receive would make them think it was the truth. Perhaps not, no we will suffer through this party together, all three of us."

With wide eyes, Draco asked, "You and Mother wish they would all go away as well? It's not just me?"

Chuckling Lucius confessed, "I wanted them to leave before they even arrived. Come son we will face them together."

Putting on his own haughty Malfoy persona Draco walked beside his Father, each the mirror image of the other.

Catching sight of her husband and son, so very alike facing the unwanted guests for her sake, Cissy smiled then announced that cake would now be served while Draco opened his presents.

Surprisingly between the three of them they ushered the last guest to the floo just as the clock was ringing in the new hour.

Throwing off his tie and fancy dress robes leaving him in a shirt and trousers, Draco kicked off his shoes then raced away to the study. His parents shared an amused look then followed his example, Lucius sending off his magic to unseal the study door before Draco arrived. They entered the study, spelled cushioning charms upon the floor then summoned a House Elf to provide the requested hot chocolate and blankets.

They cuddled together before the fire as Draco relaxed between them. Cissy told stories of when Draco was little then a few stories of her growing up with her Family. Lucius was very well read and so recited fables and interesting stories from history. He had no happy stories from his own childhood, but when asked for something from his own life he shared the happiest memory he had – marrying Cissy.

Draco was pleased with all the stories and so told two of his own. One was when he understood the reason behind his names, which was that his Father loved his Mother very much, which made him happy. This caused his parents to gaze at each other in surprise that their son had understood the deeper meaning behind Lucius' agreement to follow the Black naming tradition.

The second story Draco told was this, "That's what I want when I get married, to love my wife as much as my Father loves my Mother. Of course she must love me the same way, just like my Mother loves my Father too. That's why I think I'll marry the girl who healed me. She was brave and smart, didn't ask for anything but loyalty to her magical secrets. She didn't make fun of me for almost crying but called me brave instead. That's what you both do for each other. You help each other and are strong when the other is hurt."

He gave a sigh then softly said, "I know I most likely won't see her again until we go to Hogwarts, but I've got to believe I'll see her there."

Narcissa pressed her lips together then spoke, "Draco that is very intelligent of you to see so clearly your parents love for each other. I now understand better why you were so fascinated with the girl. I'm so sorry Draco but I-"

Shaking his head Draco looked up at his Mother as he interrupted her, "It's okay Mother, I know what you ordered Dobby to do. My love for you took away the pain you caused me, besides Dobby had my orders first to protect her picture." He smirked then shook his head, "Dobby was sure upset at have different orders from us. Oh he obeyed you, but you changed your orders enough for him to obey mine."

Lucius asked, "What did he do?"

"Well first he cast a protection charm on the picture so that even if it was removed or destroyed it would always return in perfect condition to my room. Then when we left he destroyed half of my room to 'accidentally' destroy the picture. Then because Mother said that I was not allowed to see the picture 'every day' he sealed it into a book which will only open once a week all day on Sunday. He originally was only going to let it open once a month on the first but I was so sad and upset when we returned that he adjusted it to once a week."

Nodding Lucius gravely stated, "I see." He then shared a resigned look with his wife. It seemed he had better start teaching his son about honour and integrity while also teaching him when it was the correct circumstances to use cunning and resourcefulness.

The three relaxed before the fire then Draco dozed off leaning against his Father. Holding his son Lucius softly said, "I told him we should do this every month. I'd like to do it every week, but I'd hate to cancel it for any reason."

Cissy smiled, "I would love to do this every month. He's growing up so fast. Perhaps we could do other things on the other weeks. I've always meant to show the magical sites in our world to Draco, but I never have. We could do that once a week select the best day and just go even if it is only for an hour or two." She bent done to kiss her son's temple. "I want a picture of the two of you just like this. I'll also give him back the picture of the girl."

As tears rolled down her face, Lucius murmured to her, "Those are great ideas, we will do them. It will be fine as he's already forgiven you. He didn't say but he knew why you ordered her picture destroyed."

Nodding her head Cissy wiped her tears then said, "I'm so thankful he forgave me. My fear almost cost me my son's love and respect."

Shaking his head Lucius clarified, "Our fears, not just yours but ours." He paused then chuckled, "You do realize that he gave us the perfect incentive to use in order to mold his character?" At her swift understanding he nodded, "His respect and love for her, how he idolizes her will allow us to ensure he is worthy of her love and respect. We will need to be careful though, otherwise he will push himself too hard. Although how he will fare if they never meet again is troubling to contemplate. It would be best if he didn't idolize her too much – no other woman would be comparable."

They stayed there far into the early morning speaking of future plans and dreams. Not once did either hint at the parchment sitting upon Lucius' desk. It was very late when they finally were about to rise to their feet when Cissy said, "Wait let's stay here for the night. Let him wake up still within our embrace, we have nothing scheduled tomorrow – well, today now."

Shifting into a more comfortable position Lucius transfigured their clothes into comfy nightclothes before he closed his eyes to slip into a restful sleep.

Narcissa watched the two for just a bit longer, just long enough to see her husband wrap his arms around his son's body then one hand shifted until it touched her waist. She smiled knowing that she had brought love into his life. Then she too closed her eyes giving in to peaceful slumber.

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Far, far away in France ten minutes before the dawning of June fifth, three adults and two children were camping upon a magical ley line.

Selena whispered to Doug, with whom she was sharing a room inside a magical tent, "Happy Seventh Birthday Doug!"

With a grin Doug whispered back, "Thanks, this is so cool. Do you think I'll gain enough magic to go to Hogwarts with you? Not that I'm sure I want to go. I really enjoy football and want to play in the pros one day so I'd need to stay muggle."

Nodding Selena agreed, "Hey don't worry about Hogwarts, you could get tutors instead or I could teach you during the summer. I think you could play for a professional team, you're really good. I do feel a little bad that you can't play this summer, but you've really improved even since the end of last summer."

Blushing Doug cleared his throat, "Thanks sis."

"I'll always be cheering you on Doug, no matter what I'm behind you always." He nodded though she couldn't see him. Then she whispered again, "Do you feel any different?"

He shook his head then muttered, "Nope. I feel the same, but that's okay. We've got all day here. Did you see the way that Healer Jaxom was looking at Mum? I think he likes her."

Selena sighed, "Yeah I did, but he's married."

Almost yelling Doug cried out, "What?!"

"Shhh…Doug, not so loud. Relax its sad really. His wife is in St. Mungo's has been for years, she's not expected to get better. I think he's lonely, but he's nice too. Don't get all upset about it or say anything." Selena laid her head down on her pillow as she closed her eyes, finally feeling sleepy.

Quietly Doug responded just before he fell asleep, "Yeah, okay." He yawned then mumbled, "Night." He fell asleep before his sister could have said anything even if she hadn't been sleeping.

In another room beside them Petunia gave a sad smile at their conversation. She too liked the Healer then she pushed the thought away as she tried to relax enough to fall asleep. Her last thought was that she hoped Jaxom hadn't heard the children.

Jaxom was sitting before the fire reading a book as he tried to get sleepy enough to fall asleep. He had frozen upon the children's conversation feeling embarrassed then he sighed happy that he had Selena's approval at least, not that it really mattered right now anyway. He would never abandon his wife nor take pleasure in her death. Although it was a conflict to yearn for two women each completely outside of his reach. Shaking his head he returned to reading his book.

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June gave way to July which slowly came to an end. Unfortunately for one little boy it ended in a most depressing way as his birthday was known to occur. He had hoped that since it was a magical seventh birthday he might be spared the usual life threatening calamity, but it was not to be.

Neville woke coughing and wheezing for breath. His Grandfather's last breath flashed before his eyes even as he shuddered. His eyes hurt from the smoke in his room. Trying to kick off the blankets and escape he knocked over a glass of water from his bedside table and onto the floor. He finally ran into the hallway to see his Great Uncle shake his head then walk away.

It was then that Neville realized that the fire and smoke had been set as another trial for him to magically overcome with accidental magic. His shoulders slumped in defeat. I must be a squib if my magic can't even save me from dying. He knew that if he hadn't woken up he would have died. He was happy that the water had doused the magical fire.

Slowly he entered his room to throw open his windows so the smoke could clear. Then he stomped his foot. I am so tired of everyone testing me, trying to kill me. The least Great Uncle could have done was magically clear the smoke from my room since it's his fault in the first place!

Determined to spend the rest of his birthday as he chose, instead of hearing disappointed sighs from his Grandmother and seeing his relatives shake their heads also in disappointment. Neville threw on some clothes snuck down the back stairs then into the kitchen to steal some breakfast and bread rolls for lunch. He continued sneakily out the kitchen door then made a run for the greenhouses far across the cultured lawns and ponds.

Arriving at last Neville leaned against the closed door as he tried to catch his breath. Seeing a water tap he turned it on to splash his sweating face with the cool water. He turned a curious gaze upon the world he had entered then, while munching on his breakfast, he explored the plants and flowers before him.

He relaxed as he smelt the damp earth, the musk of fertilizer and the particular smells from each plant. A soft smile grew upon his lips as he confidently walked along the paths.

This was his world; this felt like home, this was his sanctuary.

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It was the last day of July, which meant it was finally Selena's Seventh Birthday. She didn't care what plans were made just as long as she spent the day with her Family.

Last night Arcturus had revealed that Doug's magical core had not increased as much as they had anticipated. It now all depended on his eleventh birthday. Doug had reassured everyone that he was happy just being him. They had all clamored to reassure him and each other that he was quite right.

She knew her Uncle would be returning to England in a few days, he did once a month since they had left. She also knew why he returned and this time she thought she might join him. Oh not to see Sirius, but Bellatrix intrigued her, though she could give no reason for it. It was just the same thing as the sun giving light during the day while the stars did the same at night.

Swiftly she dressed in a white gauzy dress. They had moved on from Country to Country until they had crossed the ocean. It had been decided to visit Australia and Japan next summer due to time restraints. Exiting her room she leaned over the railing to gaze down into the inner courtyard's pond. She morphed her black hair into a short tussled pixie cut with red highlights to help keep her cooler.

In Spanish she told the House Elf, who was waiting by the umbrella table, what she would like for breakfast. They were staying at a private villa in a small magical village within Mexico. In a day or two they would travel further north. They had only four more weeks left to finish touring North America before they returned home. Selena had already received permission to spend all of August thirtieth with Dora, while Doug would spend it with Sam.

Shisou loved Mexico, well actually he loved the sun and any sun or heat warmed spot made him relaxed and sleepy. He had attempted to tell Selena that he was far too warm to hunt his own food, but Selena had only stated, "It's either you can't hunt because of the cold or the heat, not both."

With a sigh of disappointment, which did not generate any guilt in Selena whatsoever, Shisou went hunting. He was back shortly after then slithered away to bake upon a stone rock.

While Selena ate her breakfast the rest of her Family joined her saying good morning and Happy Birthday.

Cassi burst out laughing when Selena just continued to relax in her chair, "I can't believe it. It's your Seventh Birthday and you are just content as can be to sit here with us. You have absolutely no curiosity as to birthday presents or to know if we have anything planned either."

Everyone smiled at the two of them but Selena just smiled then said, "Nope. I don't care. This is the best Birthday ever, I'm with my Family."

Cassi got up then came around the table to hug Selena as she whispered to her, "Don't ever change that contentment, it will save you from great hardships in life." Returning to her chair she said, "Quite right Granddaughter, being with Family you love is the best present ever, but we do have plans for your special day."

It appeared the Family was to floo to the coast. Then they would go sailing for the day. Once they were on board Arcturus stated he had purchased some gillyweed so that they might go swimming together in the ocean.

Gillyweed was a slimy plant which when eaten caused a witch or wizard to grow webbing between their fingers and toes while allowing them to process oxygen from the water. The effects last about an hour in fresh water, but in its natural environment of salt water the effects of gillyweed lasted almost twice as long.

Since they were unsure of the effects upon Petunia and Doug it was decided that they would all stay near the boat until they needed to take more. The effects lasted the shortest for Petunia at just over an hour and a half, whereas Selena's same portion lasted almost an extra hour longer than hers.

Everyone took their second dose then carried extra to use as needed. They travelled together marveling at the bountiful life within the ocean. Coral reefs and plants were the homes of many of the marine life they saw. They were very careful to keep their movements as non-aggressive as possible. They pointed out to each other the sea turtles, vast varieties of fish, sting rays, dolphins and whales. It was a marvelous time within the depths of the ocean.

Coming back on board the boat they enjoyed a refreshing lunch after they had rinsed the salt water off of their bodies. Arcturus made sure that they each drank a lot of water to rehydrate and he urged them to seek the shade and cover during the hottest portion of the day.

Selena and Doug did fall asleep down below in the bunks. It was so relaxing feeling the gentle sway of the boat from the water lapping against it and hearing the murmur of the adults' quiet discussion mixed with occasional laughter from up on deck. The air was hot but a summer breeze provided enough relief to fall into a deep sleep.

Late afternoon they returned to shore walking the streets of another magical community. Stalls of every imaginable colour displayed their various wares, open tents invited you to enter to eat of their local or traditional food and everywhere was the sound of loud voices calling to attract your attention.

They found their way to a tent open to the early evening breeze. They sat on pillows while sitting cross legged as the owner placed dishes before them. Selena struck up a conversation with the owner in her own native language and then translated for everyone else as she explained how to eat the dishes the correct way. Selena made sure she also learnt the wrong way to eat so that they wouldn't offend anyone.

Another group beside them asked in broken English to please explain again what Selena had translated. When they told her what language they normally spoke, Selena quickly chattered away with them in that language which they marveled at then graciously thanked her for her kindness. She gave their traditional goodbye bow which they respectfully gave in return.

The two groups enjoyed their meals then the owner returned to thank Selena for translating to the other group. Arcturus spoke quietly to the owner requesting a cake for Selena's birthday, if they had anything. Through gestures the request was understood while Selena blushed over the attention.

Meanwhile the other group paid for the meal then left the tent. A special decorated Mexican birthday cake called Tres Leches was brought out while the owner sang the traditional Las Mañanitas, Little Mornings, song once the seven candles had been lit.

Although she was embarrassed over all the attention Selena's eyes were still sparkling in awe and happiness at the kindness around her. They shared the cake with the owner and the workers in the kitchen, who each made a brief appearance to wish the special little girl the beauty of the day. Flawlessly Selena switched dialects depending upon which person she was speaking to once each worker had spoken.

When Arcturus went to pay for the meal he discovered that it was already paid for by the group Selena had translated for. Shaking his head while chuckling they exited the tent only to be greeted by a group of children singing the same Little Mornings song to Selena, then they beckoned them to follow. Soon they were within a large group of people all heading towards an open square.

The music stopped when one of the children ran up to one of the players then gestured back at the strangers in their midst. Nodding the player gave a fancy introduction to the song then as one the players and then everyone within the square sang Little Mornings to Selena and another small group of children.

Having received permission from the adults in her Family, Selena joined the other birthday children at the fountain in the middle of the square. A piñata was lifted into the air then each birthday child took a turn to burst it open. When it still was not broken the remaining children then adults took a turn until the candies and toys exploded from its broken form.

There was dancing and music, food and cake, pumpkin juice and wine. It was a magical night and day to spend with her Family and new found friends. That day had a long-lasting effect upon Selena's psyche; she began to believe that good kindhearted people did exist. The ironic fact was that she was one of those people; she just couldn't see it in within herself.

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Just before the last days of August they returned home on the Saturday so that Selena and Doug could have a good night's sleep in their own beds before the full day with their friends.

On Sunday Dora screamed at seeing the pixie-cut short hair of darkly tanned Selena. She had received pictures but it was still such a shock to her. Selena had already sent Dora a few presents through Owl Post but still brought over a shelled friendship bracelet that the three friends would each wear. The bracelet changed colours as you wished or according to your mood.

It was a nice day to catch up with each other; they had their silly laughing time, serious quiet time and then their sad parting time.

Doug also had a fun day with his friend, who had teased him about his dark tanned skin and white gold hair. Shrugging Doug just let it go; it didn't really bother him as he had seen the magical world opened up before his eyes.

Petunia had spent her Sunday getting school supplies for Doug along with readying his school clothes; she didn't ask Missy as the busy Fay was unpacking from their trip.

Monday brought the normal training and school routine back into focus.

Boaxum was far better pleased with Selena's upkeep of her training after this long holiday. That didn't mean he went easy on her though. No, he was as tough as nails putting her through exercise after exercise until she was almost a puddle upon the floor.

Selena calmly accepted her injection of Shisou's venom, while Snipbue casually stated that she was almost at the full strength dose. During their time away Missy had been in charge of administering the dose and monitoring Selena.

Snipbue also tested Selena's mind protections, her false mindset, her retained knowledge of assassin training and Goblin magic. He chuckled when she gently reminded him about her perfect recall ability. Then he questioned her about her progress exploring another person's mind. He found that with her perfect recall and ability to learn swiftly she would have been an excellent Mind Healer, if only she was a Goblin.

Then Selena shared with Snipbue the things she had learnt from the magical beings and creatures she had met along her travels. "Teacher Snipbue are people really as friendly and kind as I've met during this trip?"

With a wry smile Snipbue explained, "Yes they can be to strangers. Remember that everyone has the incredible potential to choose to help or harm. It is far easier to be kind to a stranger, who you will never meet again because you don't have to keep up the same level of kindness. Being consistently kind to someone you are around every day is much harder, but it is also far more rewarding in deeper emotional connections. It can turn into a symbiotic relationship, which is what bonding should be. Of course it needs to be tempered with limitless patience and forgiveness as well. No relationship is perfect."

They smiled at each other then continued on with the lesson.

Aunt Andi had already greeted Selena yesterday, but she had wisely left the two girls alone. Therefore today was an afternoon tea in Grimmauld Place to share stories and gossip. Selena tried not to monopolize the conversation but Andi and Walburga just kept asking so many questions that she ended up drinking only one cup of cold tea even though Andi had magically warmed it three times.

Selena flooed home then collapsed on her bed in exhaustion. She couldn't tell which was more sore, her body or her brain. Curling up she fell asleep until dinner time.

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The next day Selena met with her Uncle in the afternoon. During their holiday he had refused to allow Selena to visit Azkaban. He had calmly listed his reasons then had promised they would discuss it further in the fall.

Selena stated that she still had no wish to visit Sirius but would like to meet Bella at least once. Reluctantly Arcturus agreed though he set a few ground rules for her safety, to which Selena agreed with.

He also shared with Selena the difficulty that Sirius was having due to what Arcturus believed was the Compulsion Charm/Curse. Until Sirius had defeated the curse or became insane Arcturus was putting his release on hold.

Nodding her head Selena agreed with Arcturus decision. They then turned their attention to further Head of House training.

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With the return to their busy lives the days flew by. Selena spent Saturday afternoon and night at Luna's but then had to leave early Sunday morning to visit Azkaban, not that she told the Lovegoods that information.

As Arcturus and Selena drew closer to Azkaban on the small ferry, Arcturus reminded Selena of her promises, "Remember you always stay by my side. Stay heavily cloaked, I don't want anyone to actually see you. I will always be between you and Bellatrix. If there is any trouble you shadow travel out of there immediately. If you feel cold at all you let me know then shadow travel out, you are not to get anywhere close to any Dementors. Same rules apply; I am between you and any danger. Do you have your chocolate? Good. Eat a piece now and then when we enter Azkaban."

It was curious how tense Arcturus became the closer they got to Azkaban. It didn't bother Selena at all, but she still obediently ate her chocolate. Suddenly she stopped walking, "You need a piece of chocolate too." She refused to budge until he also ate a piece of chocolate then he gave a smirk to her cloaked face.

Putting his arm around Selena's shoulders he gently guided her into the prison. The guards were not pleased to see such a slight small heavily cloaked person accompanying Lord Black and almost refused them entrance. Greed won the day and so the two were escorted to Bellatrix's cell.

The guard continued to mutter under his breath as he unlocked the cell door, let them enter, relocked the door then walked down the long corridor.

Arcturus and Selena smirked at each other; he didn't need to see her face to know that she was smirking. Turning towards Bellatrix, who was staring at his Heir with shocked amazement, he straightened his shoulders, "Lady Bellatrix Lestrange née Black allow me to introduce to you my Heir."

Bella rose to her feet then gracefully curtsied, "My Lady, it is a pleasure to meet you." She was still utterly focused on Selena, "You are so very powerful, it radiates off of you."

Selena gave a head nod to Bella, "A pleasure to meet you Cousin Bellatrix. I must admit ever since I have heard about you, you have fascinated me, though I did not know why. I neither agree with nor condone your actions. You have caused pain and sorrow throughout your adult life, but you are Family. I will not remove you from us. Please be seated."

Returning to her mattress Bella smirked in mirth at the little girl before her, "So decisive and yet compassionate. I must confess I too am fascinated by you."

They silently stared at each other for a few minutes then Bella lowered her eyes, "Yes I will swear allegiance to this Black Heir."

Wondering just what had passed between the two Arcturus shrugged it off for now, "Then kneel Lady Bellatrix Lestrange née Black and pledge your allegiance according to the Old Magicks."

Having kneeled Bella lifted her head in surprise to stare first at Arcturus then at Selena. "I will require a name, but will forget it once I have spoken it, so mote it be."

Nodding his head Arcturus looked at Selena who also nodded her agreement, "Agreed Bella, so mote it be." He then placed his hands upon Selena's shoulders and although uncomfortable having to place her between them he did as the traditional ritual demanded. "Lady Bellatrix Lestrange née Black, you have confirmed you will give your pledge to my Heir, Selena Lila Black Evans Potter Peverell. Do you accept her as the Heir of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, the Heir of the Black Family, Of the Sacred Twenty-Eight and Toujours Pur according to the Old Magicks?"

Raising her eyes Bella gasped to see the scripted words upon the Black Heir ring on Selena's finger. Lowering her eyes to the floor she trembled then released a deep breath, "I, Lady Bellatrix Lestrange née Black give my solemn oath of loyalty upon the Old Magicks to Heir Selena Lila Black Evans Potter Peverell, Heir of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, Heir of the Black Family, Of the Sacred Twenty-Eight and Toujours Pur. She will be My Lady, Head of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black and Head of The Black Family. She alone will have my loyalty above and beyond all others, so mote it be according to the Old Magicks."

Selena gestured to her hood to which Arcturus gave a hesitant nod. Letting her hood fall back Selena allowed her magic to power her softly spoken words, "I, Selena Lila Black Evans Potter Peverell, Heir of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, Heir of the Black Family, Of the Sacred Twenty-Eight and Toujours Pur, Heir of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter, Heir of the Potter Family, Heir of The Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Peverell, Heir of the Peverell Family, Heir of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Gaunt, Heir of The Gaunt Family, Heir of The Unknown Family, Heir of The Riddle Family, Heir of Salazar Slytherin, Goblin-Witch, Shadow Mistress and One Name Unspoken by Right of Blood, by Right of Conquest, by Right of Magic I accept Lady Bellatrix Lestrange née Black's oath of loyalty above and beyond all others, to be her Lady when I call she will answer, what I request she will do, I bind her to me, so mote it be according to the Old Magicks."

Bella was flat on the floor a trembling wreck while Arcturus was leaning against the stone wall. Gazing at the little girl before him it had never been more apparent how extremely magical she really was. She is in absolute control of her magic. Can it be? Is this only a small portion of her magic? Jaxom tested her confirming that she had received another significant magical increase upon her birthday but he refused to tell me her numbers. All I hope is that she will surpass Dumbledore and the Dark Lord. At least then she will have a chance to live.

Magic swirled around them removing the grim, dirt and residue of hopelessness. Reaching down Selena rested her hand on Bella's shoulder, Bella cringed from the contact. "Rise Daughter of Black, rise to see your Lady face to face."

Unsteadily rising to her feet Bella could not bring her eyes to meet Selena's. When a small warm hand grasped onto her own Bella's eyes swiftly met her Lady's. A tear rolled down Bella's cheek as she whispered, "You've accepted me, all of me."

Impishly smiling Selena stated, "Of course we are very similar after all." Turning to her Uncle she asked, "Uncle, Bella needs to dance. If I shadow travel you to Sirius may Bella and I please visit Tyrellyn and Elysianna. Bella needs a good memory and this will help her."

Arcturus debated internally for a minute then accepted the inevitability of his decision. The most important thing was that Selena had asked instead of just doing what she wanted. Although he was tempted to deny her request he knew it would be foolish on his part as Selena had given her reason for wanting or needing to go. "Yes little one, but perhaps we or rather you should prevent the guard from returning anytime soon. Oh and be careful of the Dementors."

Biting her lip Selena still let out a small giggle. "The guards are distracted and trust me the Dementors are…leaving us alone, especially right now."

A bewildered Bella blinked her eyes then saw she was in another cell, looking around she just caught a glimpse of her cousin Sirius before she was once again in a different place without her shackles. Looking around she saw trees, dappled sunlight on their leaves. Suddenly she felt the soft cool grass under her feet while a warm breeze caressed her thin starved body.

Looking around it entered Bella's stunned mind that she was standing in a forest surrounded by magical creatures who were joyously greeting Selena. Bella clutched at the warm hand within her own, she greatly feared that if she lost that one part of reality she would be lost forever. The warm hand urged her to walk forward towards a pond. Entering the soothing water her prison uniform disappeared but she still clutched at the hand. Slowly her mind and eyes focused on the girl beside her.

Softly and very gently Selena spoke to the mostly terrified insane woman beside her, "You are safe here, I will not leave you. Come swim with me and the water nymphs relax Bella and let go, you are safe. Be free Bella with me, with us."

Like a skittish colt Bella stayed close to Selena but started to relax then a shy smile appeared upon her face. She looked at the water then raised her hand to watch the flow of water return to the pond. She turned to Selena, "Is it a dream? Am I dead? Am I free?"

Softly giggling Selena shook her head, "Not a dream, this is real. You are alive and free for now." A mischievous smile lit Selena's face as she splashed water at Bella then laughed at her stunned expression.

Suddenly Bella laughed then splashed water at Selena; this then started a water fight which many magical creatures joined in to enjoy. When they finally emerged from the pond Bella was shocked to discover she was wearing a dry gauzy silk robe of deep burgundy, she glanced at Selena to see that she too had been so clothed but in deepest black instead.

When Bella was introduced to Tyrellyn and Elysianna, the King and Queen of the Forest Fay, she grew frightened once again then knelt down before them. Tyrellyn and Elysianna only laughed then gestured to the banquet before them. They were celebrating Elysianna's pregnancy.

After the feast there was the usual wild dancing, both females breathlessly laughed while they danced. Of one accord the group slowly drifted to the forest edges to lie down and rest upon the sweet grass and moss. Bella fell asleep with a smile upon her lips and a contented sigh.

Sitting up Selena drew a finger across Bella's forehead from temple to temple as she whispered, "Sleep Daughter of Black, sleep and dream of being wild and free. You will not remember my name or face. This will not be a memory but a dream to comfort you each night while you sleep. You will not remember your pledge of loyalty or my response, this entire visit will be forgotten until I release it in your mind. You will still be bound by your vow but you will not remember until I decide it is time. Sleep and be comforted Daughter of Black."

With Selena's final words Bella laid upon her mattress in her prison cell again reshackled, her clothes were once again the prison uniform but a peaceful smile was still upon her face. Leaning forward Selena kissed the cheek of the woman who had received and given so much pain in her life, then she shadow travelled to her Uncle in Sirius' cell.

Raising an eyebrow Arcturus questioned, "That was a quick visit."

From deep within her cloak Selena chuckled, "We were gone for just over four hours but I thought a half hour would be sufficient for your unknown visit with Sirius." Politely she enquired, "How is everything?"

With his mind racing at what Selena had just revealed he slightly shook his head in shock. She thought a half hour – last time I had assumed the time difference was caused by the Forest Fay, but it wasn't – it was her. Putting the thought away for another time he answered, "He is not well. His lucid moments need to increase he needs a distraction from his thoughts or he will be far too insane for our plans."

Irritated that she was becoming interested Selena looked away then sighed. Turning back to the man mumbling without saying anything, she clenched her hands then straightened her shoulders before she resolved to put aside her emotions to objectively study him.

What she saw disheartened her, he was unable to focus upon them but vacantly stare at a spot upon the rough stones near his bare feet. His curled fingers plucked at his trousers, the same spot over and over again, continuously. Listening intently she could just make out a few words, 'Trust don't trust…Harry not safe…trust don't trust…Harry not safe…'.

In a shocked voice she whispered, "It's because of me, he's like this because of me." An image flashed into her mind of this man, so tall and strong, holding her infant body tightly to his own as he cried over the death of her Mother. She could still smell and feel him holding her.

Shaking his head Arcturus said, "No, it's because of me – it was my words that caused his doubt and this conflict within his mind."

Waving off his words she stated, "Regardless he does need help. I will need to look into his eyes."

"Will you be safe?" Arcturus gave her a stern look demanding that she be completely honest.

Assertively she answered, "Yes. I won't risk my sanity for his."

He nodded but moved with her so that he stayed by her side. Carefully he watched as she lifted Sirius' face upwards with her small hands. Their gazes locked upon each other, neither blinking but just steady staring. A groan escaped Sirius' lips then his eyes slowly closed. Arcturus caught his body as he slumped over even though Selena continued to hold his face.

Gently the two laid the limp man upon his mattress then Selena spoke, "He will sleep now he needs it."

The two stood looking down upon the relaxed pale face of an innocent man living in torment. "What did you do?" Arcturus softly enquired.

Uneasy Selena shifted as she frowned, "I – I – I changed…made his mind stop from returning to his conflict. A blanket over it or like closing a book…You see an accident, you have to look even though you know you don't want to. I forced his mind to turn away from the accident, even though he will return to it over and over again. Each time he will be forced to not see it. The area is bruised, bloody…an infected area."

She looked at her Uncle, "It's only for now it will still need to be resolved."

Nodding Arcturus hugged the little girl, "At least we now have some time." He summoned the guard by rattling the cell door as Selena stated that he would just assume he had brought them here but had forgotten that he had done so.

They left Azkaban silently walking onto the ferry then Arcturus asked, "Why did you need to take Bella dancing?" He was surprised to see the happy smile hidden within the cloak's depths.

"We are the four Daughters of Black, Bellatrix, me, Dora and Luna. Luna because she is my sister, magic agreed. We all have 'wildness' deep within that needs to be expressed. Dora uses her morphing – it's why her hair is almost always pink. Luna is fay and wild, it shows in her movements, but she is the one most at peace with it. Bella and I are so very alike; our wildness needs to be released so we need to dance with others who are just as wild. If we don't express it in peaceful ways, it will come out in rage and pain."

Her shoulders slumped, "Bella didn't have us, her sisters, to help her. No one understood what she needed so she turned to the Dark Lord." She sighed, "Now she will be better because I let her have the memory of tonight as a dream. Each night she will be wild and free as her magic needs."

"Her magic needs her to be wild and free?" Arcturus was puzzled and so very fascinated.

"You don't think magic is tame, do you?" Selena's eyes widened, "You do! No, magic is wild, free. It is chaos and movement." She frowned. "You have seen your magical core, yes?" At his nod she continued, "It is always moving, it never stops. It literally can explode, burst forth until it is burns completely. If you see magic around us it is the same. A spell or charm is always moving – magic doesn't just form into what we want and then cease to exist. It continues to live, swirling around us everywhere."

Two things struck Arcturus rather hard, one his Heir saw magic and two he had just been taught the most basic nature of magic by his seven year old Heir. Helplessly he started to laugh. Between gasps for air he explained his thoughts.

Shrugging Selena explained, "The Wizarding World is not logical."

Pulling her towards him Arcturus whispered, "No, it is Magical."

They both started to laugh then got off the ferry clinging to each other while the ferryman stared after them completely baffled. He had seen many emotions in his time but never, ever pure goodhearted laughter. A smile twitched his lips as he continued to watch the two stumble while still laughing to the apparition point. A chuckle escaped as he saw them argue. He blinked his eyes and they were gone. Shaking his head he frowned as he hadn't heard any disapparition noise and they hadn't been on the apparition point. With a sigh the ferryman turned around to make the return journey back to Azkaban.

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On Monday Selena showed Snipbue her memory of entering Sirius' mind and what she had found within it. Snipbue was deeply disturbed and even more so when Selena told him about the Compulsion Curse.

Since Snipbue had already started teaching Selena about Mind Healing, he decided to continue on with the focus of healing Sirius' mind. Part of his thoughts marveled at the perfect assassination curse. He shared these thoughts with Selena, while also letting her know he was utterly revolted and terrified that someone could invent such a curse.

Although Snipbue refused to put aside the other areas of their studies, he did stress that she needed to continue at a steady pace covering all which he was teaching her at this time together. He also reminded her about their conversation when she wanted to heal her Mum's migraines. A Goblin Mind Healer took years to learn his craft; the mind was much too delicate to use short-cuts to learn faster.

Complying with his wisdom Selena turned her impatience into fully understanding what she instantly memorized.

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Lord Arcturus Black was not having a good afternoon. He was currently sitting in his drawing room attempting to have tea with Lucius, Narcissa and Draco Malfoy. He just thanked Merlin Cassi and Walburga were with him.

Suddenly a loud girlish voice rang loudly throughout the house, "Yes! Yes, oh thank you Aunt, Aunty Aunt. Merlin's ghost, I'm free!" Then two female voices rang out with laughter before abruptly only one adult voice was left to continue the laughter alone. The laughter subsided then footsteps were heard upon the glossy wood floor.

Abruptly Arcturus cleared his throat but refused to say or look at his guests and instead took a sip of tea. Cassi opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted when the floo activated in the room next to them on the ground floor. Instead she closed her mouth to raise her eyebrow at Arcturus who gave a slight shrug to his shoulders. All six listened intently.

The adult female voice was heard ringing with a startled exclaim, "Oh, hello, how do you do? My name is-"

Arcturus let out a loud long coughing spell as his face turned red.

Then a gruff male voice was heard, "Right. Believe we're related. My name is-"

Cassi raised her voice, "Walburga, I believe we have unexpected guests perhaps you wouldn't mind…"

The gruff voice ended but was replaced with a gentle sweet female one, "It is a pleasure to meet Family, but are we in your way? Were you just about to leave?"

The first women's voice answered, "Please forgive me, but I do need to leave as I have an appointment. Lord Black is usually in his study, Aunt Cassiopeia could be anywhere. Let me call Kreacher for you, he will direct you. Kreacher!"

A Pop sounded then the woman spoke, "Kreacher please take-"

Arcturus desperately looked at the boy who was stoically sitting before him but whose eyes were sparkling with mirth. "So, how was your Seventh Birthday? How you like what I sent, wasn't sure what to get you. Suppose you're into broom flying and have a favourite Quidditch team."

Now normally Arcturus would not speak like this but he was a bit flustered as his house had just turned into the International Floo Terminal. The floo sounded again but now Kreacher knocked on the door.

"Enter." Arcturus growled his permission, but then spoke before Kreacher could, "Take them to my study."

Kreacher stared at his Master, "The Study Master?"

Arcturus twisted his lips, "Right – no, Morning Room." Kreacher tilted his head.

"No, Library – quite right that won't do either. Who knows what he'll get into?! Well Merlin's goat, place them in the Dining room then." Arcturus frowned at the House Elf.

Just as Kreacher opened his mouth the floo sounded again. Arcturus started mumbling under his breath about portkeys and floos.

Great cries of welcome were heard in the other room then a woman's voice exclaimed, "Oh my dear, just look how much you have grown. And just who is this young man by your side?"

Abruptly Cassi stood to her feet almost toppling her chair. Clearly trying to drown out the soft answer from the other room she exclaimed, "Excuse me I won't be but just a moment. Please carry on with your conversation."

As she left, followed by a snickering Kreacher, Lucius drawled, "It appears you are quite busy today. Perhaps you might suggest a better day we should visit in the future."

No longer able to pretend that he was trying to hide his irritation, Arcturus groused, "No day is any better you just happened to pick the worse day and time of them all. Along with everyone else it seems. All we need now is Sirius and Bellatrix showing up, which wouldn't be a surprise since I'd sooner expect them than my own daughter."

Turning to Draco he demanded, "Well, what are your answers. Merlin's beard son, loosen up a bit or I'll have to spike your tea."

Draco couldn't stop the laugh that burst from his lips, "Sir, what may I call you?"

Smiling back at the now relaxed boy, Arcturus answered, "Much better. You may call me Uncle. I find I am quite partial to that title right now."

Giving a firm nod Draco continued to speak, "Uncle, my Birthday was awful until we sent all the guests home but then it was wonderful as I spent the rest of the day and evening before the fire in my Father's Study with my Mother and Father. We told each other stories then slept there that night. Oh, and thank you for your present but I didn't know what it was or how to use it."

Studying the blonde adults before him, he nodded, "Well done, Lucius Narcissa, you are better parents than I had expected." His eyes returned to Draco, "It is called a Piñata. During your Birthday party or any party with children, you get a long piece of wood to hit the Piñata until it bursts open. It's better if the children take turns hitting it. The inside is filled with toys and candy."

"Uncle did your Heir do this on her Birthday party? Oh, we have a gift for her too." Draco was excited just thinking of all the candy and presents within the Piñata. After all it was nearly as large as he was.

Nodding his head Arcturus smiled in remembrance, "Yes we did. S-My Heir, was content to spend her Birthday together with her Family, but we had a surprise in store for her. We were far away in a very warm Country called Mexico. We went sailing then ate gillyweed to swim in the ocean with the fish, dolphins and many other sea animals. Returning to land we entered a magical community very different from our own. They hardly had any shops or buildings except for houses; instead they had stalls and carts. Even the restaurants were opened tents to allow the breeze to cool us down. My Heir has a gift for languages, so when she translated the restaurant owner's instructions on how to eat our food another group asked for her to interpret for them as well, which she happily did. Unknown to us they paid for our meal and we never saw them again…"

Arcturus continued on with his story fascinating both the boy and his parents. Draco asked questions about gillyweed and the food they had eaten, which Arcturus explained.

Lucius and Narcissa both saw the wistful look upon their son's face and knew they would be having a discussion later that evening. Both Lucius and Narcissa had been shocked at the events and how different Lord Black seemed from years ago. Never would they have imagined Arcturus Black engaging their son in such an intimate easy conversation.

Lucius was seeing what a Grandfather should act like with his Grandchild. It was quite the eye-opener. His heart had already burned with the desire to be a better Father than his own had been, now he saw it went beyond his own immediate Family. His thoughts returned to Malfoy Manor where his own Father was sealed in his rooms due to his terrorizing ways. He had been locked there shortly after Draco had been born.

Reflecting back to the day he had sealed his Father away the image was forever burned within his mind. Little Draco so perfect only six months old gasping for air as his Grandfather held him against a wall by the baby's throat. Lucius had immediately saved his son but much later his Father had only sullenly stated the brat had been crying and wouldn't shut up.

When Lucius called the House Elf who was supposed to be looking after his son, the quivering creature had said it had been dismissed by the elder Master. The House Elf had tried to explain the baby had just needed to have its diaper changed and fed then the babe would be quiet but the elder Master wouldn't listen.

That very night Lucius had taken his Father to another wing in the house then using powerful runes, charms and even blood magic he sealed the area from all but House Elves. He bound the House Elves to no longer obey his Father for fear that they would help him escape. He knew he would kill his Father if necessary to protect his son. Lucius had also taken his son that night to the Goblins, and paid dearly for his son to be thoroughly checked for charms, rituals, any physical damage or curses and to be healed.

Focusing on the here and now Lucius spoke into the silence due to the ending of conversation between his son and Lord Black, "Lord Black, my Family and I would like to give our allegiance to your Heir; whether that is today or another I leave at your discretion. Also I would like to apologize for the neglect we have perpetrated against the Black Family, particularly in regards to you."

Pausing for a moment Lucius looked into the eyes of the older man then spoke, "I request – a private meeting Sir, when it is convenient." The Malfoys rose to their feet.

Curious Arcturus nodded then also stood, "Sunday afternoon should work but I will send an owl after I have checked my schedule. I appreciate your honesty and apology, I accept. Your Family's allegiance to my Heir is…a…necessary tradition but I am hesitant to accept at this time. We will discuss it in private as there are certain restrictions involved that you might not agree to. Nevertheless it has been a pleasure that you have all stopped by. Please do stop in again, though perhaps not on Fridays."

Arcturus grinned at Draco then ruffled his hair. Winking he stated, "Much better."

Draco smirked then tossed his head, "Thanks Uncle. Maybe your Heir would like to come over some time for a visit."

With sad eyes Arcturus leaned down to look at Draco, "While she and I would like nothing more she is very busy with tutoring every day. In fact three times a week she starts her tutoring at six in the morning. Today her tutoring will not end until eight tonight, which is why Fridays are a bit hectic for all of us."

He chuckled at Draco's look of horror, "Don't worry son most days she is finished by four in the afternoon and she does have Sundays as a free day. It's not as bad as it sounds and she has used this schedule for the past year." He glanced at Draco's parents, "There are…other complications as well."

With that the Malfoys said goodbye then Arcturus called for Kreacher to discover where everyone had gone off to. He was a bit miffed that Cassi had not returned either. Oh well the Malfoy visit went surprisingly well.

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Later that afternoon Draco knocked on his Father's Study door. He entered when bid so, then sat in a chair when his Father indicated he was allowed to.

"Father I've been thinking about Heir Black. I think I should be studying too. We will be entering the same year together and will be Family. Even if we can't play together, perhaps we could write to each other. It's just…I don't want to play with Greg and Vincent. I do want friends, but Father – may I speak freely?" Draco bit his lip as he gave his Father a pleading look.

Lucius almost burst out laughing although he knew his son was very serious. "Speak as freely as you wish as long as you are respectful and in control of your emotions."

"Father, I have better conversations with books than I do with those boys!" Draco paused to keep a level tone of voice. "I don't want Heir Black to look down at me when we meet. She's already a year of study ahead of me. Maybe I don't have to have the same schedule – actually I'd rather not have a lesson at six in the morning, but my only lessons are with you for Occlumency and Mother for being a pureblood gentleman. What is Heir Black studying that I'm not?" He paused then to frown at his Father.

Nodding Lucius decided to be forthcoming with his son, "I too have wondered what her lessons consist of. It was one of the things I wished to discuss with Lord Black. Let me retrieve the information, review it then we shall discuss it next week. Draco, I do wish for you to have a happy childhood whilst I realize it must be lonely for you here. I and your Mother have been thinking about making some changes to your routine. We would like to take you to see your magical heritage." He smiled at his son, "It seems we have all been having the same thoughts due to your education."

Relieved that the talk with his Father had gone very well, Draco asked and received permission to quietly read a book in his Father's Study. Every now and then Lucius would look up to study his son; he hadn't realized exactly how quiet and unobtrusive his son could be. Perhaps I should invite him to join me on a daily basis. He looked at the study he was in the midst of right now then looked at his son with a frown. Why couldn't he join me in my studies? I'd have to work at a slower pace and teach him how to research but he needs to learn that for school anyway. I'd have to stop when he needs to, no more eight hour study sessions, but we could do other things together instead.

Clearing off his desk he sat beside his son on the sofa. He was terribly amused that his son was so engrossed with his reading that he hadn't realized his Father was beside him. Suddenly Draco looked up into his Father's eyes, he startled then blushed. Gently Lucius chuckled then fluffed his son's hair. "Let's go outside for a bit."

That afternoon was Draco's first flying lesson on a broom.

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Arcturus and Lucius met that Sunday afternoon in Arcturus' Study. They sat sipping their whisky and just relaxed silently for a bit of time, neither really wanted to start the conversation as both had difficult subjects to discuss.

Lucius decided to start on what he thought would be an easy subject to start with although Arcturus wouldn't have agreed. "Draco came to my Study, after our visit here, to enquire as to the tutoring the Black Heir is receiving. He stressed that she had already received a year of tutoring and he hasn't. Perhaps we could discuss her schedule so that I could adapt it for Draco's use. He was also interested in corresponding with her." Lucius was surprised at the hesitation Arcturus now showed.

"That…would be…difficult to explain and also falls under a vow of silence I would need before I could discuss it in detail." Arcturus paused then continued, "I think this entire conversation today will fall under a vow of silence and loyalty."

Realizing he would have no choice Lucius nodded, "I, Lord Lucius Abraxas Malfoy, Head of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Malfoy, Head of the Malfoy Family, give a vow of silence regarding this afternoon's conversation with Lord Arcturus Black, Head of The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, Head of the Black Family, Of the Sacred Twenty-Eight unless he gives leave to release me of this vow, so mote it be."

Giving a nod of acceptance Arcturus asked, "I need to know where your loyalties lie; with your Family and the Blacks or with the Dark Lord. Our conversation begins or ends with your answer."

Completely intrigued Lucius was silent for a moment. He had claimed to be Imperiused after the Dark Lord had been defeated by Harry Potter, but it had just been a ruse. His standing in Society, that deception and his galleons had kept him out of Azkaban but it hadn't erased his previous actions or guilt.

"My wife and son are the most important people in my life. I would do anything for them." Lucius eyes turned to hard steel grey. "Let's be honest shall we. Like many purebloods there were expectations and responsibilities once I left Hogwarts. From an early age I was groomed to follow the paths my Father decided, may he burn in Hell. As I grew older and followed those paths my choices were limited and…unpalatable for change."

Arcturus smirked, "I believe I understand you perfectly. Not much of a choice between the two opposing forces. What would you say if I told you that both are the enemies of my Heir? Oh, yes He will be returning it's only a matter of when not if, of that the old coot is entirely correct. Will you once again return to His side? You will have no choice but to return, but if you declare loyalty above and beyond all others according to the Old Magicks to my Heir perhaps we have a chance for their generation to survive."

Conflict warred within Lucius' eyes. He knew what he would decide of his three choices as it was the only one he could live with, but he needed to know all the details first. "I will need more information as I know exactly how powerful He is. What I don't know is how to remove both, but…you have a plan and all of the pieces."

Realization donned in Lucius' eyes. "You don't need me, but my position in…Society?...no, the Wizengamot and perhaps my being the Chairman of Hogwarts' Board of Directors will help you achieve your plans easier or faster." He sat there contemplating options and oppositions, pathways of choices and what to reveal of his own knowledge. "There may be another who will be of help when the time comes, but not right now."

Nodding Arcturus stated, "Yes, he may be valuable but therein lays a potential problem. We have discovered a curse worse that the Unforgivables." Lucius' eyes widened while Arcturus nodded. "The old man enjoys his manipulations and found an advantage which we cannot counter at this time. It is called the Compulsion Charm but I call it a Curse. We have no knowledge of how it is performed but we do know that once it is cast whatever you tell a person to do or think, they will think it is entirely logical. They will ensure it is logical. If you cast doubt upon that logic the curse drives them insane. There is no way to detect the curse and no memory of it being cast upon the person."

Lucius had frozen in his chair only able to stare at Arcturus' grievous expression. "That makes things rather difficult and does put a further damper on our other possible ally. You stated 'at this time'. I assume you are looking into the 'problem'."

Nodding Arcturus explained, "Yes, but it could take years."

The conversation continued on leading to further revelations of Sirius' innocence and resulting trial as the start of their campaign. This led to Lucius stating that he would be an ally and that as soon as possible he and Narcissa would perform their pledge of loyalty, though they wanted Draco to wait until he was older. Arcturus agreed then gave his permission for Lucius to reveal this conversation with Narcissa but only in a highly secured environment. It was also made plain that Lucius and Narcissa would not remember the name of the Black Heir once they had given their pledge – it was much too dangerous.

As a clever strategist and a Slytherin Lucius requested an alternative to his loss of knowledge, just in case something should happen to Arcturus. That's when Arcturus stated that it would be his Heir who would be able to release the information in his mind as to when she wished. Lucius tentatively agreed, for it seemed Arcturus had great faith that his Heir was the key to their success.

Eventually the conversation returned to the tutoring of the Black Heir and once Lucius reviewed her schedule his first comment was, "I see." Carefully he memorized the schedule then carefully stated, "The Goblins take an unusual interest in her knowledge."

Very solemnly Arcturus stared at Lucius, "More than you could possibly imagine. They gave her a ring…with the Goblin Crest upon it." He nodded at Lucius' raised eyebrow. "It allows her unrestricted access to Gringotts whenever she wishes to her own private room that none may enter unless she opens the door."

The magnitude of what he was hearing was unprecedented in the entire history of the turbulent relationship between the Goblins and Wizards. Lucius felt a cold tremor from the base of his spine run straight to the base of his neck. Then an unholy smile lit his features, "Lord Black thank you for the opportunity to reclaim the honour in the name of Malfoy."

With a final discussion of when to give their pledge Lucius left Grimmauld Place with a faint uplifted tilt to his lips and a gleam of anticipation in his eyes. Under his breath he uttered his challenge, "Let the stratagems begin."

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The following Thursday afternoon Lucius and Narcissa gave their pledges to Selena. She never let them see her face and promptly made them forget. Slyly she had worded their pledges the same as Bellatrix's pledge. All they knew was that they had met her, given their pledges and would remember when she decided.

Within the hour they had returned to their home to carry on their own plans of structured tutoring for Draco, which would be starting on Monday.

On Saturday Petunia celebrated her thirtieth Birthday with her family first and then a night out with her girl friends, namely Andi, Cassi, Pandora and Sally. It was the first opportunity for them to meet all together since Petunia returned from the 'Wizarding World Tour'. They each returned home a bit late or rather early in the morning the next day.

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A beautiful pure white Snowy Owl flew through the air towards the High Table early Monday morning on October fifth. It carried a dark wooden box sealed with red wax imprinted with a crest showing the cursive letters of 'MMP' within its claws.

The owl, show-off that it was, circled the area once then landed before Professor Severus Snape, who scowled at the bird and box.

Severus muttered under his breath at the interruption to his breakfast, "Least you could do is take it to my Potions lab, but no-" He stopped abruptly as the owl launched back into the air still carrying the box, then flew out of the Great Hall into the corridor.

Hastily Severus finished his breakfast while completely ignoring the other Professors rude questions about the box then he strode from the Great Hall wondering if the owl had really understood him and would be waiting at his Potions lab.

Raising his eyebrow the stern-faced man, his cloak billowing behind him as per usual, walked towards the intelligent owl that had landed by his Potions lab door. Uttering a long suffering sigh Severus knelt down, picked up the box, which he placed in his cloak pocket then placed his forearm before the owl's claws. With surprising agility and poise the owl stepped forward to grip Severus' arm then steadily perched there as Severus carefully held the bird with his other hand upon the owls back as he rose.

They entered the lab together but Severus was watching the owl look about the room. "You are very intelligent aren't you more so than the usual fluttering dim-witted birds?" He released a chuckle as the owl swiveled its head to look at him then bob its head in answer.

The owl launched from Severus' arm then flew out the opened lab door in search of breakfast. Severus waved a hand absently at the door which closed then he pulled the box from his pocket to examine it. He performed his usual detection charms to ensure the box posed no danger. He was curious about the seal as he had never seen it before. He touched the seal with his thumb in order to break it but the seal slid down to reveal a latch.

"Very interesting indeed, just what will I find inside I wonder." Severus murmured then released the latch to see a folded piece of parchment and underneath four sealed labeled crystal potion vials.

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Severus was irritated then amused when the Snowy owl flew into his classroom, perched on the back of his desk's chair then watched the students in his class. The first day the owl was there for only one morning and afternoon class. The next day the owl flew in and stayed for the entire day only leaving during the break for meals. On the third day the owl returned in the morning but then during the lunch break it perched on Severus' shoulders and would not leave while Severus walked to the Great Hall and ate.

During class if anyone attempted to come near the owl she would beat them with her wings and claw them for their attempt. The students quickly learnt to give the owl a wide berth.

The owl forever endeared itself to Severus' heart when, during Dinner, it attacked Hagrid for attempting to pet it. It flew away out of Hogwarts but then shortly returned to perch on Severus' other shoulder opposite to the side Hagrid sat on. Nor would it accept any morsel of food except from Severus' hand, even if left on the table or plate. Eventually the owl refused to even acknowledge when anyone else spoke to it, to the point of turning its back towards them.

On about the fifth day that the owl had arrived it startled everyone, Severus included when, during class, it snatched an ingredient from the hand of a student. Severus started to berate the owl when it gave him a very pissed off expression then dropped the bottle onto his desk. It then flew to its perch, which Severus had provided, and turned its back to Severus.

Looking at the bottle Severus realized that the ingredient would have caused a dangerous gas to form from the particular potion the students were making. Turning swiftly he menacingly advanced on the hapless student to quietly but viciously berate him for attempting to kill them all.

Then the students watched in fascination as Professor Severus Snape apologized to the owl. He had first tried a murmured apology but the owl had just edged away. Finally Severus apologized in a normal tone of voice, which every student clearly heard. The owl turned around then flew to land on Severus shoulder to cheekily tell him off then rub its head against Severus in forgiveness.

The potions from the box had been tested, earning the exacting Master Potioneer's stringent approval. Although Severus had delayed as long as possible, he knew he had to reply with his seal of approval. With an uncomfortable feeling of regret and loss Severus placed his reply in the wooden box, latched the box, watched in fascination as the seal slid upwards to cover the latch then handed it to the owl.

The owl hooted a farewell then swiftly flew into the sunny Sunday morning sky leaving a saddened Professor in the Owlery watching her fly away.

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The Evans were all thrilled with the approval, especially Petunia as she now felt she had achieved independence from the wealth her sister had left her. Her dream was being realized to provide for her children by her own hands. From that day on while the children were busy at school or lessons she was making potions to sell. The children also helped when they could, as it was a Family business.

They celebrated when Petunia made her first sale to an apothecary in Diagon Alley. Every time one of them saw their labeled bottles of potions in an apothecary they smiled. There were three distinctive unbreakable bottles that they used: clear, black or iridescent glass. Each bottle was shaped the same holding the exact same amount and each bearing the same distinctive label with the name of the potion on a faint background of the scripted letters 'MMP'. Each bottle had an instruction label on the back of the potion which including any warnings, if necessary.

Once the production for those four potions became routine another box of different potions was on its way with Hedwig to the Master Potioneer at Hogwarts.

When those potions were given approval in the spring of 1988 Petunia met with Andi to discuss a partnership, to which Andi happily accepted.

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Draco and Selena did correspond via parchment and owl, in Selena's case a House of Black owl. Selena was happy Draco was the boy she had helped last year in Diagon Alley though she told no one what she had done. It was her secret to hide away, but because of it and what had later happened with Lord Malfoy she decided to never meet them other then when they had given their pledge.

Selena was very careful with what she revealed to Draco even to the point of only ever signing her letters with Heir Black or 'HB'. She also used a Dicta-quill as she wanted the Malfoys to have no possible way to discover who she was. The time would come for her revelation but not now.

When Draco wrote that he was looking forward to meeting her at Hogwarts, she very carefully worded her reply that it was an option she would decide upon closer to that time. He quickly responded that he was sorry for his assumption but had hoped to meet her, his friend, on the train. Her silence of two weeks caused him a fair amount of worry, but he was relieved when he finally received a letter letting him know she had been away.

Lucius and Narcissa were pleased with the influence the Black Heir and the lessons had upon Draco. They also took him travelling as they had discussed.

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All Hallow's Eve and All Hallow's Day followed the same traditional rituals as the previous year, though Selena was not 'taken' this time nor requested another portrait.

It was November when Selena ran to Doug's room through their shared bathroom to exclaim, "Doug! We haven't celebrated Grandpa Hugh's birthday! I don't even know when it is."

The two children were very upset so took their concern to their Mum, who promptly sent off a letter via Hedwig requesting the information. The reply saddened them greatly, Grandpa Hugh had no idea when his birthday was as he was an orphan and no record of his birth had ever been discovered.

Doug firmly stated, "Then we will pick a day and it will be his birthday." The three looked at the calendar then promptly selected November twenty-second as that gave them just over a week to prepare a surprise party.

Grandpa Hugh was very surprised over his birthday party which was held in his home above his shop. At that time he introduced them to his assistant, John Matthews, who he had just recently hired.

Selena placed one candle on the cake for Grandpa Hugh as his age was respectfully not asked about. Though we missed his one thousandth birthday and most likely his fifteenth hundredth as well but one candle will do I suppose since we'd never be able to fit them all on a cake anyway.

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November flew into December which held two Birthdays. One was Luna's Seventh Birthday on Christmas Day and Missy's forty-fifth Birthday on Boxing Day. As usual Missy wanted no party or fuss but she did have a special request; the approval of her joining with a mate – Kreacher.

Although Selena felt a bit sad for Hoggy she had guessed this might happen from the blush Missy had given Kreacher when he had been de-aged and uncursed. She gave her blessing to the joining stating that Missy was her House of Black Personal Home Fay, as this made it possible for the two to live together at Grimmauld Place or the Evans home.

Missy however, stated that she would no longer need a bedroom at the Evans home as she intended to be at the Black home for any sleeping. Selena was relieved as it had made her uncomfortable knowing that the bonded couple would be sleeping together with just a thin wall between her and them.

Selena celebrated Christmas Day on the twenty-fourth that year with her Family and Friends. That night she left with the Lovegoods as her special gift to Luna was to spend her sister's birthday within the Forest Fay's Court with King Tyrellyn and Queen Elysianna along with Luna's parents.

All the magical creatures were immediately taken with the young girl as she was with them. There were no special things that they did just the usual dancing, playing, eating and laughter. Pandora and Xeno began to realize just a bit more how very special Selena was.

Dora, Luna and Selena spent quite a bit of time together at Potter Manor that holiday, but they always included Doug. He on the other hand preferred not to be invited to their sleepovers. He had reluctantly agreed to it once and was forever cursed with the knowledge of exactly what happened when giggling girls attempted to sleep in the same room. He had tried to flee only to be restrained magically for a makeover and fashion show – his own that is. He now hated the colour pink or rather fuchsia – yes he now knew the difference.

Together the Blacks and Evans rang in the New Year, while Arcturus and Selena shared a single understanding glance of what was needed to be accomplished in the coming year.