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"The children have been awfully quiet haven't they?" asked Addie as she sipped tea. Usually one of them was making noise; quietness always meant some sort of trouble from them.
"I hope they aren't up to something." Said Peter bouncing Beadle Bard on his knee. He looked lovingly at Addie; this was the life he was meant to live. He knew now that he should have listened and never left.
"If they are I just hope it doesn't involve fire or ludicrous ideas about Avalon." Said Addie
"It exists." Said Peter simply
"I never said it didn't; I just don't want them going out and getting themselves lost or killed." Said Addie
"If they do run away the farthest they'll get is the front gate before they realize that none will be there to cook or clean for them." Said Peter
"We didn't stop at the gate." Said Addie
"But we should have." Said Peter regretting everything he did after leaving at seventeen. Well, not everything. He loved Addie and the children even though only Portia, the unborn one, and Beadle were his. He was broken out of his thoughts when he heard a crying from upstairs. It sounded like a baby but that made no sense.
"Master Pettigrew! Missus! Ya must be comin' quick! Ya gotta see this!" cried a servant running into the room. Peter and Addie exchanged a look before hurrying up the stairs; Beadle left to his own devices in the sitting room.
"Galatea? Galatea?" screamed Persephone as she shook Galatea back and forth. She looked around for help but found only Portia. It was daytime and they were to the far side of the island so none of the humans could hear them.
"Is she dead?" asked Portia as she crouched down on the grass beside her cousins, he shins being blackened with dirt. She wished that she had brought another dress from home. Home. It seemed like a distant memory now.
"I'll get Katherine!" said Harry running towards the castle. Avalon was looking less and less like paradise.
"Get Magus!" called Portia
"No moron this is something a woman needs to do!" said Persephone slapping Portia for thinking of bringing a man into this.
"He's smart he'll know what to do." Said Portia looking at Galatea's still form. She looked almost like she was sleeping.
"We know most of what to do!" said Persephone as she hiked up Galatea's dress. She knew that she wasn't an expert but a woman would know what to do about this more than a man would. Back home men never even saw their children being born.
"Who do I get?" yelled Harry pushing his hair out of his eyes. He got right up to Persephone and she realized that he was much stronger than her now.
"Wait!" said Portia as she got Alethiometer from Galatea's bag. The golden compass was dirty and beat up but it still worked. She asked and stared but she just couldn't read it.
"Give it to me." Said Harry taking it form her hands. He looked into it and it seemed to look into him. It hurt his scare but he knew what to do…
"Timothy you've got to be quiet!" said Galatea bouncing her baby on her hip. She didn't have time to take everything in; she had to keep him quiet until she could find a believable way to tell them all that they had done.
"Shut that little bastard up!" said Persephone. She hated this; being young again. She had to stand on her toes just to see eye to eye with her sister.
"I'm married and you know it!" said Galatea flashing her ring. It was solid gold and it seemed to be made of many individual bands wrapped around a small flower.
"Alright, that servant definitely went to mum and dad." Said Portia worriedly
"Your mum and dad not mine!" said Harry as he left the room furiously. He didn't stop until he go to what he remembered as his room.
"Harry come back!" yelled Portia. Harry ignored her and took everything in.
"My old room. My own life." Said Harry looking around at the quiddich memorabilia on the walls, the prim and proper clothes hanging in his closet and wardrobe, and the pictures of him and his so called family. He hated them and loved them. How could he go back to being…this? To being Harold James Pettigrew? He wasn't even a Pettigrew, he was redemption. He was redemption for a man beyond it. He could hear loud talking but he decided to let sleep engulf his new old body. Well, on the bright side he didn't have to shave anymore.
"Again tell me what happened." Said Addie as she sat the girls down in the sitting room. Harry was in his room and they'd deal with him later but now they had this to deal with.
"We've already told you twice." Said Persephone irritably.
"Don't you take that tone with me." Said Addie crossly. Persephone just sat back and watched Beadle and Timothy playing. The boys had taken an instant liking to each other which was the only good thing to come from coming home.
"Mum we told you he came from Avalon like we did." Said Portia as she showed her mother the Grimorum, Phoenix Gate, Eye of Odin, and Alethiometer.
"How?" asked Peter quietly. This was just too much to take in. for him it was sudden; they had only just finished tea and now his niece has a child. If Timothy Oberon Burnett-Black could be called a child. He looked every bit a fey. His ears were pointed and tall, his face elven, his hair soft, his fingernails short, but he had black hair, Galatea's eyes with iris, and was the same size as Beadle Bard. He remembered form Magic creatures that fey were small and had no iris.
"With these items we traveled to Avalon where I married my husband and had my son." Said Galatea looking away from him. She fought back memories of dragon whiskey, absinthe, and sweaty bodies rolling together on a feather down bed. She wondered if by again down she's have to redo everything she did as an adult.
"Why?" asked Addie not believing what she was seeing and hearing. She hoped that the servants has done something to the tea in an effort to drive them from the house as part of a rebellion. Yes, civil unrest would have been preferable to this.
"Because if I hadn't a lot of things wouldn't have happened and people wouldn't have existed, Lady Pettigrew." Said Galatea
"So I'm Lady Pettigrew now?" asked Addie with a laugh
"As old as it makes you feel it is who you are as I am the Lady Black now." Said Galatea a she pulled some legal documents from her bag as well as a cup. Peter took the documents and read them.
"Sirius is legally dead?" asked Peter as he read carefully
"And so are his siblings if not really dead. Bellatrix LeStrange while being willed above him never actually consummated her marriage so she's still legally a Black.
"You should have been in Slytherin." Said Addie as what Galatea said came together in her head like pieces of a puzzle.
"I am clever aren't I? Anyway that's how I got this cup. I'll need to find a way to destroy this but it's been…stubborn." Said Galatea picking the cup up by some paper and putting it in her bag again.
"So you did all of this for some badger cup?" asked Peter incredulously
"It's not just a cup." Said Portia remembering how it promised her power and eternal glory. She had seen it for its evil and left it alone. Persephone being younger spent more time with it until Galatea had done something to her bag so it couldn't be sensed by them.
"Then what is it?" asked Peter feeling a bit calmer. At least they had a reason and had come back to him.
"We both know that a certain someone isn't really gone." Said Galatea darkly. A look of understanding flashed across Peter and Addie's faces before they sat back.
"I don't want any of you doing anything like this again." Said Peter in a voice that conveyed the utter seriousness of this order. Portia nodded in agreement before Galatea and Persephone joined her with their fingers crossed behind their backs.
"Ginny come down for tea." Called Molly from the bottom of the stairs. Ginny way lying on her stomach writing in her diary. Well, it wasn't really her diary; she had found it in her cauldron after visiting Diagon Alley in a rare middle of summer trip. Her father had won some money in the ministry and they had gotten all the things that they need for the Borrow before planning a trip to Egypt to visit her brother.
"Coming mum." Said Ginny as she closed the diary. She knew Tom would understand. She left the room and Ron's dog ran in after her and tried to get the diary. It was supposed to be everyone's dog but it was unofficially Ron's. She pushed him out as Ron was passing her in the hallway while telling him to keep that dog away from her things. It was like Tom said; she had to be more assertive to her family if she wanted to be taken seriously. Ron just looked at her in confusion; she used to be so nice to him but lately she had changed. His parents said that girls got moody when they were growing up. He went down to tea and saw the paper. Harry Potter was still missing and his muggle relatives had been questioned.
"It's a horrible thing." Said Molly as she took a look at the paper. On the cover Harry Potter relatives were hiding their faces as they were led away to be questioned.
"Why are the questioning them now? Why not when he was at was supposed to be at Hogwarts?" asked Ron as he took a biscuit
"It says here that his relatives said that they were sending him to a muggle school; St. Brutus' it says." Said Molly
"Do you think they'll find him?" asked Ginny
"I'm sure they will." Said Molly not quite believing herself. She set out the rest of the things for tea while deep in thought. Surely Dumbledore would have known about this? Maybe not thought, it wasn't as if he was omnipresent but still this was Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived. Sirius came downstairs as Padfoot and saw the Headline. He had hoped that Harry had truly been in a muggle school as his relatives had reported all those years ago but now he was torn over what to do. He needed to find Harry but he had no idea where to look and according to Prophet he was actually a suspect in his disappearance.
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore knew where Harry Potter was. He knew where Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew were to but he didn't know where to go from there. He had hoped that as Harry grew older he would figure things out, confront Peter, and then seek out Sirius before defeating the Dark Lord. He looked over the ring he kept under a glass cover charmed so that only he could even come near the table it was on. There was still time but he knew that there might come a time when he would have to pay the noble and most ancient house of Pettigrew a visit. The only problem would be entering the sovereign nation of Remordere. They didn't take kindly to wizards just entering their country without papers even if they were Albus Dumbledore. He would have o collect the boy himself is this went on any longer; it was only a matter of time.
Harry didn't know how long he sat on his bed but he came to a conclusion. He was going to go from where he left of. He wouldn't let Addie, Peter, or anyone who didn't already know he knew what he knew that he knew he was Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived. He knew that now he was young but the day would come when he would come of age. Let Peter tell him and everyone else then what he had done when the question on inheritance came up. That is if Beadle Bard Pettigrew even got it.
"Do you think we did the right thing?" asked Celeste as she sat lounged on Claudine parlor couch
"We're here aren't we?" asked Claudine sipping a glass of something red and sticky which everyone hoped was animal blood or wine.
"But how would we know what we changed if it was changed?" asked Celeste
"The same reason we know that we've put thing in motion." Said Claudine
"And that reason is?" asked Celeste her ear twitching in annoyance
"Isn't that an erogenous zone?" laughed Claudine as Celeste's ear twitched
"It's a lot of things but answer the question cousin." Said Celeste
"I don't really know, alright?" said Claudine drinking the rest of her cup down in one gulp.
"Well, we'll figure it out later then." Said Celeste as she walked towards the fire place
"You're leaving?" asked Claudine sadly. She was feeling rather lonely with only her servants as company.
"I have to go home. It's late and my mother will be upset." Said Celeste as she grabbed some floo powder. Before she could throw some in the fire burned green and out stepped Pietro brushing soot from his body, a blue velvet box in hand.
"Oh, sorry." Said Pietro as she stepped past Celeste
"I was just leaving. Give aunt Portia my best." Said Celeste not wanting to intrude on this moment between the two of them. It was a shame the Pietro's arranged marriage had fell through and he was reduced to courting. Not that courting Claudine was a bad thing it was the fact that someone with his breeding would have to resort to it. She sighed in sympathy before returning to her home. She flopped down on her bed and noticed a loud banging sound coming from above her and the candelabra swaying dangerously.
"You forgot the silencing charm!" shouted Celeste. She heard her brother hastily vats it and chuckled a bit. Depending on who it was this could make for wither a funny story or good black mail. Black mailing the Black male heir. She hummed as she ran a brush through her white hair. While brushing she knocked a bottle of perfume off of her vanity table. It rolled all the way to the wall and she crawled in after it. As she picked it up she noticed some writing on the wall. She read it carefully as gasped; this was going to be a great day after all. She ran to her closet and felt around until she got to a loose floor board. She pried it up and felt around until she grasped something cold and metallic. There in her hand was her alethiometer. She'd have to tell Claudine bout this…later.