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I'm really sorry, but I was infected with the bane of existence of all authors: the writer's block

But now I finally managed to write a chapter and hope you like it!

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Chapter 43

Harry took a deep breath and closed the door to Dumbledore's office behind him. He shook his head and smiled slightly. He couldn't really believe that what he had heard over the course of the last two hours was actually happening. At the moment, he was definitely not fully able to wrap his mind around the thought that he was now officially considered Sirius's son – and when everything else was signed - would have a little sister.

He stopped shortly when he saw Rose waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs and his small smile turned amused when she fidgeted under his stare. "Hey Rosie. What's my future little sister doing, lingering around in the corridor?"

She relaxed at the playful tone in his voice and gave him a brilliant smile, while carefully tucking some loose strands of dark brown hair behind her ear. "I was waiting for you... I hope you don't mind?"

"Of course not," Harry replied when they started walking. "Where'd your aunt and uncle disappear to?"

"They went to Gringotts to get some papers for Lord Black... they're the only blood-relatives of my parents who... want to interact with me and at the moment my guardians, so only they have access to that stuff."

Harry noted that, after her brilliant smile, she hadn't looked at him once and frowned. He could see that she was definitely not as calm and sure of herself as it seemed at first glance. He sighed softly. Before today, Rose really had only been the small muggleborn first-year-girl who had the misfortune of coming to Hogwarts when Voldemort was lurking in the shadows. And of course who was orphaned because Umbridge thought it would be a great idea to hurt the people in the House of Phoenix because he was in it.

He had to admit that save for the occasional small-talk and helping her and Euan with their homework, he didn't really know much about her. 'Well... I guess that'll change now... I still can't believe she doesn't blame me for her parents' death...'

"What's wrong?" he asked then and she jumped slightly.

"I... god, I'm so sorry for snapping at you in the office," Rose said quietly. "I don't know what came over me! I swear!"

Harry blinked 'When did she sna- oh!' He mentally slapped his head. 'When she told me she doesn't care about Voldemort being after me.' He then nearly groaned. 'That's what she's upset about? Girls! Now... how to reassure her?'

He carefully formulated his answer: "I understand why you did it. And well... don't think I want to keep Sirius from becoming your father. Quite the contrary, I'll do anything to help him. He deserves it as much as you do. I just wanted to make sure that you know what you'll get yourself into when becoming my little sister."

Rose bit her lip and finally looked up at him when they paced in front of the hidden common room.

He was surprised at the determination he saw in her dark eyes when she started to talk. "I've been in the wizarding world for not even a year now. I've seen and done things I've only ever dreamed of and despite that I know that it's not as wonderful as it first seemed. I've l-lost my p-parents to that world... and... and I've heard our older house-mates talking... not the things the Daily Prophet wrote at that time, but about what's really happening with Voldemort."

"You don't deserve to live in times like this... no one does..." Harry whispered and gathered her in a hug when they had stepped into the luxurious room. "And for all it's worth: Once more I'm sorry I couldn't stop Umbridge from telling Voldemort about your family."

Rose was quiet for a short time and then shook her head, softly smacking his arm. "Don't start with that again, okay?"

"Well..." Harry said after a while of Rose not moving out of his light embrace. "Don't take offence, but it's getting a little awkward, isn't it? I'm still new to that big-brother stuff, so..."

With barely contained amusement, Harry saw the girl blush a deep red and jump away from him as if he had suddenly decided to bite her. "S-sorry!"

He nodded and turned to go up the stairs to the dorm. "We all need time to adjust, don't we?"

She nodded hastily, "Thank you... for accepting me and not being angry about Lord Black adopting me."

"You're welcome."

...HPHPHP...

When Harry woke up the next morning, he found his room-mates Blaise, Terry and Ernie already gone and looked at his watch. He had thirty minutes left to get some breakfast before the written exam in Care of Magical Creatures would start. He stood up and took a quick shower before putting his clothes on and rushing down to the Great Hall.

As he entered he immediately noticed that it was louder than usual and steeled himself, knowing why this was the case. He looked over at his house-table and chuckled.

He saw that Rose' face was a nice shade of deep red and she was desperately trying to disappear into the ground while being bombarded with questions from the other Phoenixes and even some of her year-mates of the other houses. But Harry also saw some sneers directed at her from not only Slytherins, but some Ravenclaws that came from pure-blooded families as well. When she looked around and spotted him, she waved at him and Harry gave a mental groan when all eyes turned to him.

He proceeded to walk to his table and sit down next to his new little sister. Shortly before he reached her, however, he was suddenly tackled by Hermione and nearly lost his balance. He stumbled a little further until he was next to Rose and let himself drop down on the bench.

"Why didn't you tell us! Look at the headlines! Is it true?" she laughed and held a copy of the newest edition of the Daily Prophet in front of his face. "If yes, I'm so happy for you!" She turned to Rose and smiled warmly. "And for you as well."

Harry snatched the paper out of his girlfriend's hands and found a picture of Sirius next to a picture of himself from the day they had been in the Ministry on the front page.

...HP...

SIRIUS BLACK ADOPTS HARRY POTTER

Ex-convict Sirius Black now Boy-Who-Lived's new father!

by Rita Skeeter

This reporter was surprised when this information reached her yesterday. In an interview the evening before - originally concerning Lord Black's stay in Azkaban and his time on the run - he made a gigantic announcement.

Harry James Potter, as of yesterday - in addition to the future titles of the Potter-family - is the heir to the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black and will become Head of House and 17th Marquis of Magical Kent.

The adoption was formally recognized by the Ministry and from now on the Boy-Who-Lived is not only a Potter, but a Black as well and officially named Harry James Potter-Black.

Surprising, one may think when looking back to the joined history of those two families, but not so much when one knows of the brotherly relationship Sirius Black had with the late James Potter. (More about the history of both families on page 6)

With the adoption, Sirius Black not only ensured the continuation of the most esteemed Black-line that due to a magical contract can't be carried on by Draco Lucius Black. (More about why Draco Black, known heir to the line is unable to inherit the title on page 6 as well ).

In the future the title will fall to the second male child of Mr. Potter-Black, but also cancelled known Death Eater Bellatrix Lestrange's direct claim to the title.

For those who don't know the Black-family-tree: Her first-born son – with approval of her husband Rudolphus Lestrange - would have been the first in line to the title in the event of Lord Black's demise and she would have acted as a regent until her son became of age and therefore – due to an ancient privilege granted to the noble families to ensure their survival - gain immunity from the law for her crimes to raise her child until that day.

In view of this situation, this reporter can safely say, that she is glad that Lord Black has taken this step and looks forward to Mr. Potter-Black's future as the Head of two Ancient Houses.

...HP...

Harry shook his head with an amused smile on his face and started to read the next article before Draco, Neville and Ron, who had arrived at the table now as well, all carrying ta copy of the newspaper, could say anything.

...HP...

HARRY POTTER'S NEW SISTER

Not quite muggleborn orphaned witch from now on daughter of Sirius Black!

Death Eater Bellatrix Lestrange fully disinherited!

by Rita Skeeter

Lord Sirius Black adopting Harry Potter may have been a great surprise, but not that unimaginable because the Head of the House of Black had been his godfather before. However, the only recently cleared convict not only adopted the Boy-Who-Lived, but also eleven-year-old witch Rose Zeller.

Rose Zeller, now known as Rose Celeste Black, was thought to be a muggleborn witch whose parents died not too long ago. This information, however, proved itself to be incorrect. In reality young Miss Black has always been a distant relative of the Black family and is the granddaughter of two squib-born non-magicals. Indeed she is the grand-niece of Lord Albaric Wilkes and Lady Gibbon-Wilkes, a pure-blooded couple.

In the event of Sirius Black's death and - Merlin beware - Harry Potter dying without children, the title of the Head of the House of Black will fall to Rose until her first-born son – with the approval of her future husband – is of age.

On that note Lord Black also declared his cousin Bellatrix Lestrange to be disinherited and banished from the House of Black and so cancelled all her and her descendants' claims to the title Head of Family.

We wish young Miss Black, now that she has a father once more, the best of luck and a bright future!

...HP...

Harry folded the paper back together and then put some toast on his plate, ignoring the whispers around him and was glad that Hermione had decided to start talking about the article to his friends. Luckily the coming blood-adoption was not mentioned. It was not a dark ritual, but highly frowned upon by families that were considered light.

He shook his head. "I'm surprised that miserable woman stuck to the truth and didn't make up anything. I didn't know Skeeter was capable of being a reliable journalist. Say, how are you Rose?"

The girl looked up from her empty plate and shrugged slowly. "I'm fine, but it's strange... being in the spotlight like that, y'know? I mean... I'm now considered your – the famous Harry Potter's - adoptive sister and...," her voice lowered so that only he was able to hear her, "Aunt Dhalia said that after the blood-adoption ritual is finished, I will be seen as the real daughter of Sirius Black... is that true?"

He smiled at her and nodded. "It is, depending on who you are. Only being adopted doesn't really help you to protect you from Voldemort with your – in a pure-blood's eyes – questionable family background. Having some of Sirius's blood in your veins will shut up even the greatest blood-fanatics."

"Will it hurt?" she asked quietly.

Harry shook his head and tucked some stray hairs that had fallen into her face behind her ear. He was surprised how easy it was for him to accept her as his little sister and wondered if the feelings he had were the same as those why Ron often overreacted when it came to Ginny. "No, you only need to drink a special potion. But I bet it won't taste very good."

She giggled slightly. "That's okay... and Harry?"

"Mmh?" he only asked while biting into his buttered toast, mildly wondering if answering questions would be one of his main jobs now with being her adoptive big-brother.

"D'you think Lord Black will... will he allow me to call him... father? Once I get to know him, of course! I miss being able to call someone that..."

Harry put his toast down and sighed. The girl was only eleven and already talked as if she was twice her age. The death of her parents had robbed her of a completely normal childhood and the threat of Voldemort looming over all of them didn't make it any easier for her.

He nodded, before giving her another smile. "I'm sure he will. But be careful: He may start crying about being old the first time you do that."

Rose smiled as well and seemed content for now. She turned back to her plate and happily helped herself to some food while starting a conversation with her friend Euan who was sitting to her right.

Harry just wanted to continue eating his toast, when Hermione nudged him in the side. "So? When were you going to tell us?"

"Honestly?" he asked and she nodded. "Never, because I knew you would read it today anyway."

"You prat!" she huffed and gave him a tap on the head with the now rolled up newspaper. Then she lowered her voice. "I overheard you two talking... when's the blood-adoption going to be? And who's going to brew the potion and draw out the rune-circle?"

"Sirius and I talked a little about it yesterday after Dumbledore send the Wilkeses and Rose out. The ritual will be on the first day of the holidays. We need to ask them first, but Snape will probably brew the potion and if possible, Nick will draw out the circle. Sirius doesn't want to get someone else from the Ministry to do it and only Augustus Greengrass the Head of the Family-Affairs Departement, will be present as a witness."

"Augustus Greengrass?" Draco, sitting next to Hermione, echoed in a whisper and Harry gave him an exasperated look for eavesdropping, "As in Daphne's father? Well then you certainly got the right person. Once you have him on your side when it comes to blood-relations you don't need to worry about much."

"I guess so," shrugged Harry. "He and Sirius apparently got along well enough when they were in school, despite Mr. Greengrass having been a Slytherin. According to Sirius and what I've heard Daphne say about her family they hold up the pureblood-traditions as far as possible, but don't have anything against muggleborns. Even though they've designed a perfectly dark image so that Voldemort leaves them in peace."

Draco nodded and then shook his head before looking at him with a slight frown. "I've realized that I wouldn't be able to inherit after a comment my mother made around Christmas, but are you sure it was a good idea that Sirius adopted a..." he seemed to look for the right word and then shrugged slightly, "... a first-generation witch?"

"First-generation..." Harry chuckled slightly. If only the Death Eaters would understand what Draco had just said. His eyes swept over his girlfriend. She may be a muggleborn, but theoretically she was also a first-generation pure-blood and if she married another wizard and not a muggle, her children normally would be considered pure-bloods as well. He shook his head and didn't realize that Draco was staring at him in question. That also meant, that he himself wasn't a half-blood due to his mother being muggleborn, but a pure-blood because his mother was a first-generation witch.

"Earth to Harry!"

Harry smiled sheepishly at the blond Slytherin. "Sorry. Yes, I think it's a good idea. Ask Sirius to tell you why, because I don't want to repeat all that stuff I heard yesterday... it still makes my head spin."

"Well, it may be nice to have a little sister now, but wait until she starts dating..." grumbled Ron, "and looking at her now and considering she's your sister, I bet you'll have to beat up tons of blokes."

With a roll of his eyes, Harry shook his head. "For heaven's sake she's still eleven years old! I'm perfectly fine with her dating if she doesn't start before fourth year."

"That's what you say now," grinned the redhead and then continued shovelling food into his mouth.

"Ronald, that's absolutely disgusting!" sniffed Hermione. "Honestly, where did you learn to eat?"

The redhead only shrugged and otherwise ignored her while Neville chuckled and playfully tried to get a little further away from him in fear of being sprayed with food. Harry chuckled as well and hugged Hermione to him to give her a kiss.

"Well Potter..." sneered a voice behind them, "I see you've got another mudblood-whore now. Guess you hope it'll bring you more money, selling her off as your sister? Is Granger already overused?"

Harry's muscles tensed and he turned around to see Avery Junior holding a lock of Rose's hair between his fingers and looking at it in disgust. Rose had grown stiff and threw Harry a desperate glance.

"Get out of my sight!" Harry spat and rose to his feet. He grabbed Avery's arm and forced him to let go of Rose's hair. "If you insult Hermione once more and think about laying a finger on Rose... I'll kill you! Do I make myself clear?"

The students around them had grown quiet, well aware of the last confrontation the two had in the Great Hall at the beginning of the school-year.

Avery smirked and ripped his hand away from Harry before leaning towards his ear. "Oh, I would be careful about what you say, Potter!" his voice dropped a little and the smirk turned into an evil smile. "I know about your weakness. And so does the Dark Lord since last week."

Harry's insides grew a little colder with hearing what he had guessed since the moment the Slytherin had spilled the dragon-blood when he had wanted to get some ingredients in their potions-lesson. But he didn't allow his emotions to show on his face and pushed the Slytherin away from him with a scowl. "I'm not surprised. Crawled to him with that information to save your hide after your father got himself imprisoned, didn't you?"

Harry looked him directly in the eyes and with a flick of his wrist his wand appeared in his hand. He could feel Hermione grabbing his robe from behind to hold him back if necessary. He ignored it and held the wand directly under the Slytherins chin before he could even react. "The one who should be careful is you, Junior. How's daddy doing in Azkaban, anyway? Don't tell me you're that eager to join him?"

He smiled darkly and his voice lowered to a dangerous level. "You'll be out of school, soon, won't you? That means I can legally kill you - or better - cripple you and give you to the dementors under the pretence of self-defence. And don't think I have any qualms about doing that to Death Eaters."

"You wouldn't dare!" Avery hissed back, but a bead of sweat ran down his temples. "Your little mudbloods will be dead before you can even touch me!"

Harry gave an emotionless laugh and shook his head in mock-defeat. "Junior, Junior, Junior... you don't know your betters, do you?" He pressed his wand stronger under the Slytherin's chin and nodded his head in the direction of the door. "Go! And pray that I don't see you during the holidays."

"This isn't over Potter!" Avery snapped and Harry had to restrain himself from hitting him with his bare fists, when his eyes once more went over to Hermione and then to Rose. "Not over at all!"

"Oh, but next time I see you it will be..." Harry said quietly while frowning down at his right hand that had started feel as if it had fallen asleep sometime during the confrontation.

Avery meanwhile had stormed out of the Great Hall and excited whispering broke out around Harry once more. Everyone was wondering what the two had been talking about because they had been too quiet to be heard by others most of the time. Additionally they all threw not so subtle looks at Rose and Harry was glad to notice, that everyone seemed to think twice about mocking her about her new status now.

He turned to Hermione with a small sigh, settling for ignoring the tingling in his hand. "Well... let's get down to the forest for Care of Magical Creatures... I finally want to finish all these exams!"

Hermione let go of his cloak and nodded. With that she stood up and they didn't have to wait long for Ron, Draco and Neville to do the same. Then they left the Great Hall - Harry giving Rose a small pat on the shoulder when he passed her.

...HPHPHP...

"Finally!" whooped Neville, surprising some second years when they passed them on their way to the Great Hall. "I can't believe they only wanted us to list the right methods of caring for plants and describing their characteristics but at least we've finished all our exams now."

Harry nodded, content with just listening to his friends' animated chatter when Ron started going on about how he was supposed to know why a devil's snare didn't like light compared to other plants. ("Who in his right mind would grow them at home anyway?" he said at least two times).

They had just finished their last exam before the holidays and were now on their way to the leaving feast, the last week in Harry's opinion having passed in a blur of studying and getting accustomed to Rose being his new sister and Sirius becoming his adoptive father.

He shook his head with a small smile when his eyes rested on Hermione who had started to bicker with Ron. Rose had really taken to hanging out with his girlfriend when her year-mates were otherwise occupied and Harry always amused himself by listening to them discussing things.

He had the feeling that she not only regarded him as her older brother now, but started to see Hermione as some kind of sister. And boy, was he glad about that! He shuddered when at first the realization had hit him that he and Sirius would have been in for hard times once she grew a little older and had no older girl to talk to.

Harry wondered how he hadn't seen the similarities between his girlfriend and Rose before. Rose was currently at the top of all her classes, despite entering the magical world only less than a year ago. She could be found reading a book more often than not (currently those were books about pureblood-etiquette). The only big difference between them was that Rose liked to play Quidditch and despite her petite build was a formidable beater with lots of strength behind her hits.

Sirius had been at Hogwarts every day for the past week to spend an hour or two with his new daughter after diner and Harry could see that Rose was quite taken with her new father, but didn't really know how to show it. He smiled when he thought back to yesterday evening when Sirius had taken him aside before his time with Rose.

...HP...

Flashback

"Harry, d'you have a minute?" Sirius asked when they were sitting in the Phoenix Common Room while Rose went up the stairs to put away her books.

Harry had just wanted to leave and spend some quality-time with Hermione, but nodded his head and sat back down, waiting for Sirius ('father' just sounded too foreign to him) to say what he wanted to say.

"Harry..., "he started, "You know that I'm new to this whole parenting thing and haven't known Rose before all this, but I wanted to know, if you're angry with me?"

With a frown Harry looked at him. "Why should I be angry? Is there-" With a small mental 'click' Harry knew what Sirius was talking about and shook his head. "No, Sirius. As you said, you didn't know Rose before and... it's good for her to spend as much time as possible with you. Well... I'll be blunt: She needs a father more than I do. She's not over her parents' death and won't be for a while. And so far you've done a great job it seems. She's happier than she was before the adoption."

Sirius smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head. "Well, I thought you'd be jealous. I've adopted you as well after all and haven't been able to see you as much as a new father should see his son."

Harry chuckled. "Sirius, I'm not a spoiled brat and I've known you for two years now, so I've got a head-start on Rose. Don't worry about me. I'm happy as hell about you officially adopting me, but you've been a father-figure for me since third year and that won't change."

Sirius stood up and playfully ruffled his hair. "I'm glad to hear that, Shadow. But with being the son of two marauders, I expect you to continue the legacy with twice as much pranks!"

Harry laughed. "I don't think I'll be able to. Hermione will kill me!"

Flashback End

...HP...

"Say Harry, has Sirius found another house?" Hermione asked, which took him back to the present again.

He blinked at her. "Another house...?"

Hermione looked around her to see if anybody who shouldn't was listening in on their conversation. "Of course! Grimmauld Place is absolutely not suited for raising a child. It gives even me chills and it's absolutely depressing at times. I doubt Rose's nightmares will get better when she's surrounded by those very things that define the kind of people who killed her parents."

"Nightmares?" Harry asked slightly alarmed. "How d'you know she has nightmares? Are they about Voldemort?"

She bit her lip. "She told me not to tell anybody about that and I don't want to betray her trust. She may be a child, but she's entitled to her secrets." Harry opened his mouth to protest but Hermione shook her head. "It's easier for a small girl to talk to another girl. Boys are just... well." She smiled slightly. "Be happy that she at least talked about them with me, I think that means it's getting better. But back to Sirius: Has he found a house or not?"

"I don't have a clue," answered Harry truthfully and now that Hermione had mentioned it, he saw that she was absolutely right about Grimmauld Place. "However, I think it's rather difficult to find a suitable home. Think of all the wards and protection-spells which have to be cast. A Fidelius wouldn't be a bad choice either..."

Draco who was currently walking on the other side of him, coughed slightly and Harry looked at him.

The blond shook his head. "The Black-family is one of the wealthiest wizarding families there are and I bet Sirius can at least call roughly twenty properties all around the world his own. Sure, Grimmauld Place is the Headquarters of the Order, but I'm sure now that he's free Sirius wants to get out of that horror-cabinet as soon as possible."

"You bet," replied Harry smiling. "I think that – hey!"

A blur suddenly appeared in front of him and Harry felt himself being dragged away from Hermione and Draco.

"Harry! There you are! Come on! Sirius's waiting for us in the Entrance Hall! He said Professor Dumbledore gave his permission so that we can already leave today because Sirius has a surprise!"

Slightly puzzled he looked down and saw that it was a very excited Rose who was currently dragging him along. He looked over his shoulder to Hermione and Draco, both giving him a small wave. He then turned to Ron and Neville who both snickered slightly at the look on his face.

"Well..." he said and tried not to stumble when they reached the stairs leading to the Entrance Hall. "I guess I'll see your guys during the holidays then... I'll write you as soon as I know what's going on."

"Sure mate, be careful that little Rose doesn't boss you around," chuckled Ron good-naturally. "I guess we'll see each other soon anyway with my whole family being in the Order."

He managed to free his arm out of Rose's grasp and pulled Hermione to him. Then he looked over his shoulder "Careful there, Rosie! Better close your eyes."

With a smile he leaned down and gave his girlfriend a long deep kiss, earning him a loud 'Eew!' from the direction of the small girl and a blush from his girlfriend when some students that passed them whistled. He gave Hermione another kiss, this time on the cheek.

"It's going to be strange not to see you every day, y'know?" he whispered into her ear.

She smiled up at him. "I know. I'll be in France with my parents for a week-and-a-half, but after that I'm sure they'll allow me to come over."

He nodded and gave her another kiss. "They'd better do. What am I to do if there's no girl to nag me about homework and set me straight when I decide to mope around?"

"I'm sure I'll find you in a right mess," Hermione replied drily but Harry noticed a slight hint of worry in her eyes. But then it was gone and she grinned at him. "Promise to write at least one letter, yes?"

He nodded and Hermione looked over his shoulder to Rose. "I expect a letter from you as well. I want to hear if my prat of a boyfriend is treating his new little sister well."

Harry decided to ignore this comment and nodded to his other friends.

"See you soon, guys. Make sure to tell me who's won the house cup! If you've nothing else planned, I guess you'd be able to come over in a week or so."

With that, his three friends and his girlfriend turned to the right into the Great Hall, while he and Rose walked down the stairs to the entrance of the castle.

Harry scowled playfully when he saw Sirius and gave Rose a small poke between the rips, making her squeal and jump away from him. "I swear this surprise'll better be good or else I'm going to kill you for sending this little devil after me."

"Don't worry Harry," smiled Sirius. "But today is the only day before the holidays where Diagon Alley isn't totally crowded and with that we've got three hours left to go and buy Rosie a whole new wardrobe befitting for a daughter of a pure-blooded house." He grimaced slightly. "I swear, if it wasn't for her safety I would've no qualms about letting her run around in muggle-clothes..."

"And you need me for that because...?" Harry nearly drawled, not really happy about having to go shopping.

Sirius grinned. "Because afterwards we're going to move into our new house!"

Harry opened his mouth to say something, but didn't really know what to say and closed it again. How Hermione always guessed things like that was beyond him...

When Sirius started walking through the door with Rose's hand firmly grasped in his, Harry smiled softly and shook his head. He stepped out of the castle and when he was halfway down to the exit of the Hogwart's grounds, he turned around to look at it. This would be the first time he left his first real home – to get to another home. A home, were someone actually wanted him, a home were Sirius and his new adoptive sister would live with him.

He squished down the fear of Voldemort hurting them because of him and hurried to catch up with the other two. Despite the war looming over their heads, the Horcruxes needing to be found and the surely coming deaths, he was certain, that this summer would be interesting.

With that last thought, he nodded to Sirius and felt the man's hand on his shoulder as he apparated them to London.

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Dark Phoenix of Slytherin