My Time

Chapter 19

"Ah, good, you're back, I thought for sure I was going to have to leave without you," Arcturus said, eyeing his eyes ruffled appearance. Before making a quick beeline for his money pouch which was in the kitchen. He still spoke to his son even through the walls, and was heard well enough, he was sure. "You aren't coming looking like that are you? There's still enough time to get dressed into something decent! Preferably your dress robes!"

When he pattered back into the room, the first thing he saw was his wife's concerned features. Not for him, no, she was barely talking to him and he was having to sleep in the spare bedroom. His daughter was avoiding the house and tension, and his son hadn't spoken to him in days either. "Orion? Are you still ignoring me?" he asked in exasperation! "I wouldn't have treated my father like this when he was Lord!" came the grumbled complaint, but it hurt, a great deal actually, that his family was avoiding him.

If it hadn't been so serious, Melania and Orion could have and would have recited those words in amusement. He said it that often, and it was probably depressingly true, but different generations went through different things. They did not feel like laughing or talking to Arcturus right now, same reasons too.

"How could you risk the Lordship like that?" Orion asked, barely able to refrain from spitting in angry. He could not understand that at all. His family was so proud that the Lordship was still in the main branch, the main line. Not many Noble and Most Ancient houses could proudly boast as such. Over half were now cousin lines, even the Lestrange's were off a cousin branch now. Leta Lestrange had been the last surviving child of the main Lestrange line.

"Excuse me?" Arcturus asked entirely baffled by his sons non sequitur. He glanced at his wife again to see if she understood what their son was referring to. what risk was there to the lordship? Him agreeing to allow Walburga and Orion to marry? It was Orion's choice that was putting the lordship at risk. As much as he wished he could change it…he couldn't, and having one child at least, wouldn't hurt them. His father was right, one generation before they sort themselves out isn't the end of the world.

"Why would you risk your Lordship by agreeing to the terms in the contract?" Orion asked again, so completely outrageously confused. Would he even understand if his father explained it to him?

"There's nothing in the contract that has anything to do with my Lordship," Arcturus answered, he could see that Melania's face had become a little haggard, suspicion brewing within her, clearly, she believed their son.

"If an agreement of annulment is reached between Arcturus and Pollux Black regarding the marriage of Walburga and Orion Black the Black lordship is given in recompense to Pollux Black Addendum 15.2.4," Orion recited the words, having already memorised them.

Arcturus stared at his son blankly, the money pouch twisted in his fingers. He opened and closed his mouth. The pouch fell through his nerveless fingers, and fell with a thud onto the ground. "If this is your idea of trying to get me back for how I've wronged you…it's all in very bad taste, Orion." His voice a little shaky, he knew, he knew that his son would not joke about something like this. No, Orion had always been his very serious little boy, right from a young age.

Even Melania was shaking her head, she knew her son wouldn't do anything so distasteful. Her son had never pulled a prank in his entire life, he found them tiresome, trite and boring.

Orion rudely scoffed, a bad habit he was either picking up from Hayden or too angry to keep himself fully composed. He removed the piece of parchment and thrust it out, hitting his father in the stomach. It was wrinkled up, but the writing clearly visible.

Melania walked forward, her heels making her walk sound much angrier than she was. He walked around until she was at her husband's back. Arcturus opened the contract, ready for the long slog to find the piece of addendum that Orion had been talking about. Still not sure what to think of it, since he had read it again and again and again over this past week.

They found that there was no need, for the addendum was circled. In bright red, magic, naturally, for it certainly wasn't ink.

"Arcturus…" Melania choked out, eyes wide in both shocked incredulity and fear. The fear wasn't for her or her losing her 'Ladyship' far from it, she could live without it, but she knew her husband couldn't. For this to have been drawn up? It meant something much, much worse.

Betrayal, treason and deceit.

With people they trusted with their lives.

"Lynx!" Arcturus barked, looking as if the very foundation of his life had just been shattered. He was shaking, but whether it was fear or rage he honestly couldn't say, because right now? He felt both in equal measures and in terrifying clarity.

"Orion retrieve Lord Peverell at once!" Arcturus demanded, once the House-elf appeared, he spoke again, "Retrieve Cedrella and Septimus immediately, inform them that it is an emergency!" not that they would dare disobey their Lord when he called for them stating an emergency.

His first cousin and her husband would not fail to answer the call.

"He's at a meeting right now," Orion told his father, he had elected not to go with him. The contract…it was all very wrong; he just didn't think his father would risk his Lordship not on such an unpredictable scenario. If he did, then he wanted answers as to why.

"Get him here, immediately!" Arcturus called out, already on the move, searching through his office for the original, "If he wants anything to do with this family, he will heed me!"

"Mother!" Orion beseeched her to talk sense into his father.

"I would do as your father asks, Orion," Melania said subduedly, not out of fear, but the long going ramifications of what had just been unearthed today. "Go on," she urged him, "Summon a House-elf and see if he will come." From what she'd observed so far, Hayden was a very confident and humble young man, surely, he would agree to aid them in their time of need?

Orion closed his eyes for a second, irritation and anger getting the better of him. Inhaling sharply, he exhaled, calming himself. "Polaris!" he called out, a small smile appearing on his face as he thought on Hayden's reaction to realizing that all the House-elves they had were also named after stars. Almost everyone in the Black family – whether they were using the Black name or not – actually did the same thing. At least once in honour of their Black heritage.

He would do the same thing one day, but not Arcturus, Orion or Regulus or Sirius or even Cygnus and Pollux, there were too many of them already in the family. If he did, he'd pick a good one, something that sounded good and wasn't already on the family tree a dozen times.

He hoped it would be with Hayden, who he had so quickly come to adore.

"Arcturus, do calm down before you hurt yourself," Melania called after her husband, she understood why he was being that way, but she didn't want him to end up having a heart or anxiety attack.

"Take me to Brown estate agents and solicitors," Orion demanded of the House-elf, the last thing he heard in the house was his mother offering to get his father a calming draught before they were outside the estate agents.

Orion stepped inside, already looking for Hayden almost the partitions.

"Heir Black," came the surprised voices of those working at the estate agents. "How can we help you today?" one particular voice becoming rather sultry, the name tag said she was the manager.

The other girls working there rolled their eyes, glancing at each other in sheer annoyance. Every single time someone gorgeous and rich came in, she put that act on. Surprisingly it wasn't just to get commission on properties she'd be selling them. No, she was actually on the prowl for a husband.

Honestly, she didn't seem to realize she made the majority of them uncomfortable. "Here we go again," she muttered under her breath, causing her friend to giggle a bit.

"Too bad we can't get out of here," she sighed, sometimes it wasn't worth being in this job. especially seeing as twice now she'd had her commission ripped away by her 'boss' taking over her client. She had decided to complain after yesterday, but whether anything happened or not she didn't know.

"Oh, my goddess! He's coming over!" she hissed to her friend, smacking her arm repeatedly, straightening up, having to muffle her laughter at the look on her bosses face. Heir Black had just ignored her entirely.

"Lord Peverell was just in here; he's left with Lady Tiffany can you tell me where their first stop is?" Orion kindly asked them, he'd get far quicker answers from them than the boss, the cougar that she was. The House-elf following his Masters heir.

"That's private information," Raana immediately informed Orion, glancing at her friend warily. "I'm sorry we can't give it out."

"I know who he is, I know he was just here because I was talking to him ten minutes ago." Orion said with deceptive patience. "It is an emergency that cannot wait, so please, I need to know where Lady Tiffany and Lord Peverell have made their first stop."

Raana and her friend glanced at each other again, clearly unsure but it was an emergency. Heir Black sounded very genuinely worried, clearly something was happening. "Alright, I'll see where they've gone for you, Heir Black." Sliding away from her friend and Orion, drinking her coffee as she moved to her friend's desk.

Which was thankfully very tidy, there was a place for everything and it wasn't strewn with toys, cups, sweets, or anything of the sort. Plucking her journal from her desk, she opened it at today's date. There, she was taking Lord Peverell to three different properties today, and they'd very likely still be at the first one. "She's visiting number 23 Diagon Alley first, Sir," Raana explained, pointing to the aforementioned address, her pointy nail directly under it.

"Thank you," Orion said gratefully, "Take us there," he commanded of Polaris. Naturally, assuming that Hayden had protection against being found by anything, including a House-elf.

The House-elf grasped a hold of his Master's sleeve and Apparated them to number 23 Diagon Alley.

It unsurprisingly looked barren, but his hearing picked up the sound of voices in the distance. They were still here, good, Orion swiftly made his way through the empty building. The voices of Hayden and Tiffany were becoming more pronounced.

"…and as you can see it definitely has the space, you'll need to…"

"Orion…" Hayden said, stopping entirely, his attention solely focused on the wizard beside him. Only once wavering, to stare curious at the House-elf that had accompanied Orion. "I'm going to assume you haven't changed your mind about viewing them with me?" his brow furrowed a little, he did not think Orion would have brought a House-elf with him if that had been the case.

"You'd be correct about that," Orion declared, glancing briefly at Lady Tiffany whom was looking gobsmacked. As if she wasn't used to being in the same room as two rather powerful, politically powerful and handsome wizards.

"What's going on?" Hayden enquired; he'd never heard Orion sound so business-like. Not since he had dealt with those in St. Mungo's while visiting during Yule. Never towards him, then again, they did have company…and he might be out of sorts…it just depended on what was going on.

"Family emergency, my father demands your presence immediately," Orion declared curtly, his gaze shuttered entirely.

Lady Tiffany's eyes widened; curiosity displayed across her face. Her attempt at nonchalance and indifference was…not exactly coming across well at all. It just made her look as though she was scheming.

"Immediately?" Hayden asked dryly, utterly bewildered, he wasn't family…so why on earth would they think he'd come trotting on just because? "Why am I being summoned then?" he wasn't a Black and surely it couldn't be too bad, Orion wouldn't be so fucking impassive if any of his family was in danger or hurt.

"Shall I inform my father that you have urgent business to attend and cannot make it?" Orion asked, when it became clear that Hayden wasn't going to move. He wasn't going to give him answers when a stranger was standing there beside him.

Hayden frowned, his curiosity getting the better of him, "No, I'll come." He told Orion giving him a pensive look, before turning to Tiffany "My apologies, I'll reschedule the meetings as soon as possible. You'll be refunded for the portkey's as well, I insist." He reassured her.

Orion made a soft quiet sound of impatience, literally unable to prevent himself from expressing his irritation at the waiting.

"What exactly has happened?" Hayden whispered to Orion bewildered.

"Home, Polaris!" Orion declared, "Just a moment longer…" he told Hayden with a grimace.

Hayden glanced down when he felt his sleeve being pulled. Then glanced at the House-elf properly. It was like looking at Kreacher, if not for hearing Orion calling him Polaris, he would have thought it was Kreacher. Wizards say they couldn't tell one House-elf from another…or one goblin from the next but it just wasn't true.

Hayden blinked once and found himself once again in Lord Arcturus' Black property. The wizard himself was walking up and down the length of the kitchen muttering indecipherably. Melania was standing to the side, looking more than a little lost on what to do. How to help her husband…when the betrayal had her entirely unsure on what to do.

Directly after they appeared another House-elf dropped off who he was pretty sure was Cedrella Black. Well, Cedrella Weasley, actually, irrefutable proof that Walburga had laid siege to the Black family and got rid of anyone she personally didn't approve of. He still didn't understand why Orion would go through with it…considering how family orientated he was. He loved his entire family, even liked Walburga enough to marry her on his family's behest to keep them happy and line pure.

Next to Cedrella an impeccably dressed wizard, that could only be Septimus Weasley. Honestly, wasn't there a Black out there not related in some way to another family? He noticed that Septimus Weasley was hiding behind his wife, watching Arcturus cautiously. Now what had Cedrella's cousin done to Septimus that he'd hide behind his wife?

"What did your father do to Septimus?" he whispered conspiratorially; it did make Orion really look at Septimus rather than his father.

Orion's lips twitched in amusement, seeing the red headed wizard hiding behind his wife. His red hair like a beacon, making it impossible for him to blend into the background, although to be fair, their children did have red hair too. They didn't seem to have much in the way of Black features, but it was normal, the usual, children did take after their fathers more than the mothers. Not that Septimus' hair was entirely red anymore, Orion noticed quite a few strands of silver now. Either that or it was a spell gone wrong. Orion unconsciously relaxed just hearing Hayden's voice and the lack of anger at the situation. "I don't know," slightly disappointed that Bilius and Edison weren't here. Even though he'd just seen them at the funeral.

"I want every single bit of hidden magic on this parchment disclosed!" Arcturus demanded of Septimus, thrusting the contract at the startled couple, looking very close to losing it entirely.

"Sir, please, calm down," Septimus said warily.

Hayden stepped forward, concerned, was that wariness at the fear of something like a heart attack happening…or did they fear that Arcturus would get violent with them?

"I…I can't…I need answers!" Arcturus demanded, "Now tell me what's there!" he'd done the usual spells, this was a direct copy from the original, by their solicitor.

"I assume he has the family gift?" Hayden whispered, glancing up at Orion.

Orion nodded once, yes, Septimus had the family gift.

"Huh, his eldest grandson will end up with the gift, but significantly stronger," was all Hayden had to say, Bill 'William' Weasley had the ability to see magic too. Although, fully, not quite like Septimus who's ability didn't seem all that strong, it was weird being able to know these things.

Orion gave a quick glance at Hayden, he continued to forget that Hayden had all the Peverell gifts, he'd never heard of a single wizard who had all the family gifts before.

"Arcturus please, at least drink the calming draught," Melania pleaded with her husband who looked ready to explode.

The magic that was leeching off him was in dangerous proportions. Hell, even he couldn't have kept his composure...at least he didn't think so. The one time he'd been this pissed, Marge had paid the price.

Arcturus wasn't listening, his eyes were filled with a feverish desperation.

"I don't have the ability you think I do…" Septimus pointed out, "Hidden magic won't be revealed to me…" being entirely honest, he didn't have the full gift.

"THEN FIGURE IT OUT!" the Lord of the Black family was rapidly losing it.

"Father…" Orio tried to reason with his father.

"vestra diffututa mentula," Hayden murmured under his breath, and the calming draught in the vial disappeared and Arcturus calmed to the point of looking stoned for a few moments.

"Interesting spell work, I'll need to remember that when the kids don't want to take the potions." Septimus said in awe, rather impressed.

"My apologies," Arcturus murmured, looking thoroughly ashamed of himself now that he had been given a potion that enforced calmness on the wizard. Giving a nod of thanks to Hayden for his quick actions, he didn't want to think on what could have happened…he'd never lost himself like that before.

Then again, he had never thought his brother would betray him this way.

He said nothing in protest when he was ushered to sit down, in a dining table chair. He was half sat between the living room and the kitchen, surrounded by those he was responsible for. Both Cedrella and Septimus were pale, clearly having been shocked by his conduct. He would need to send them something in apology once he retained his wits. Having his wife's hand squeezing his own was grounding. So very grounding.

"I can only tell there's magic on it, I can't tell you what kind," Septimus admitted, his entire countenance subdued. Never had the Black family made him feel unwelcome or afraid. Today he had felt very afraid, the magic at Arcturus' disposal was immense. He shuddered at what could have happened if he had lost control of his magic and his wits.

"I suspect that's why I was brought here," Hayden declared, "As back up just in case both of us were needed to figure out the contract." hand out in expectation of the contract being given to him.

"Contract?" Cedrella asked, glancing at it with more urgency than before. "Oh, dear, what does it pertain to?" getting just as worried as Arcturus had been.

Septimus glanced at Arcturus, seeking his permission, before handing it over to Hayden at his nod.

Hayden accepted it, "There are four different strands of magic on it, yours, Sirius' and two others…there's a tang to the other that indicates he's not related to the rest…"

"That would be the family lawyer," Arcturus declared darkly, if he didn't have the calming draught in him, he would surely be calling him everything under the sun and then some.

Hayden winced, "Yeah, might want to get a new one." He told the Black Lord, "Between him and the other Black involved…oh, Pollux…their magic is saturating everywhere."

"You're strong enough that you were able to see a copy of the magic imbued within a copy of the contract. A faint trace, and you were able to remove the spell on a document that wasn't the original." Arcturus said, his awe paramount.

Septimus choked a little hearing what Lord Black had to say. No wonder he'd been brought here, it made his gift look tiny in comparison, which it was.

Orion just smirked, feeling smug and proud, although nobody would quite understand why he felt that way. they'd assume it was because he had introduced him to the family…but there was a far more personal reason than that.

"May I?" Hayden gestured towards the kitchen table, he had manners enough to know this wasn't his home and they probably wouldn't approve – at least inwardly – if he just decided what to do. He said inwardly, because the would be too filled with gratitude at helping.

"Please, by all means, make yourself at home," Arcturus said, and it wasn't filled with sarcasm. "Make us lunch."

Hayden paused, his lips pursing a little in disapproval, as he moved to the table. He very much disliked how people treated House-elves. Not enough to be ignorant like Hermione and free them, which was one of the worst things you could do to them. When they hit six months to a year old, they needed a wizarding family to retain their own magic or they'd fade away.

Orion naturally noticed, as he was noticing everything about Hayden. He never really took his eyes off him, when they were around each other. Forever drawn as he was to Hayden's orbit, going where he follows.

Hayden unrolled the contract, having the table sizing along with the unrolling parchment. Licking his lips, he stared at it, his gaze going from area to area rapidly.

"Merlin, how bad is it?" Cedrella questioned, seeing the look on Hayden's face.

"Bad," Hayden murmured.

"It's alright Rella," Septimus murmured in comfort.

Arcturus stood with all the grace and elegance of a Lord despite his earlier actions. Lips in a thin line, as he stared at the parchment a grim determination overcoming him. "If you would start from the top and work your way down, I'd appreciate it." everyone shuffled around the table, but only Orion was close enough to touch.

Sighing softly, he tapped the parchment on the first pulse of hidden magic he could see. The second he did so, the magic faded away, and additional writing began to appear. Addendums that had been concealed, something his family lawyer should have picked up and exposed immediately.

Then he tapped the second, third, forth and stopped after the fifth addendums as revealed.

"How many are hidden?" Arcturus asked, looking incredibly pained.

"Eleven," Hayden confirmed, green eyes gleaming with sympathy, for what he was going through and the betrayals that were yet to come. He only had one of the addendums known to him…Hayden really would rather not reveal the rest.

All of this…for money, it was disgusting to a wizard who would rather be penniless and have a family…than have all the money in the world and be without one.

Arcturus inhaled sharply, before he bent over and began to read the hidden clauses he had unknowingly signed up for.

"I…I wouldn't have signed that!" Arcturus shook his head mutely, staring at the addendums in horror. As Hayden silently tapped his finger against each one until they were all unveiled. He wasn't sure which one horrified him the most.

Basically, when it all came down to it, what the contract addendums basically demanded was that:

Orion and Walburga would marry and produce two heirs (an heir and a spare, male of course)

That Walburga would become Lady Black and would hold considerably more sway on the Black estate than Orion.

That Walburga and Orion had equal rights to the Black vaults

That Walburga wouldn't be expected to work (as Lady Black's often were) there was never room for laziness in the Black family, its how they were able to amass such a fortune

Anything family related would be relegated to 'Lady Black' to decide ie the production of squibs or disownment.

The Black seats in the Wizen and Wizengamot will upon Walburga and Orion's marriage be gifted to Pollux Black as a bride price in lieu of money or if and when the contract is nullified.

If Arcturus decided that the marriage wasn't to be, or if any accident befalls the future Walburga Black the Black Lordship would be forfeited to Pollux Black.

The family lawyer will remain the same, and gain a 17.3% pay rise.

No affairs they'd remain loyal to one another and the House of Black.

"That explains a great deal," Hayden confessed, looking entirely too troubled for comfort.

"How do you mean?" Septimus whispered quietly, greatly disturbed by what he was seeing. Understanding all too well, that they had been exploited in the worst way imaginable.

Hayden wordlessly shook his head; he couldn't even come up with a way of explaining it even if he wanted to. Hayden pressed his palm into the paperwork, causing it to glow brightly, then snatched his hand back as if disgusted. "To make matters worse…there's an acceptance spell imbued within the original. In other words, the moment Orion signs the contract on his wedding…you'll accept it, he nor you or your father won't see anything wrong with what they've done." clearing his throat painfully. "It's impossible to remove." It would be their reality; they'd see nothing wrong with it and wouldn't believe it if told otherwise. It was deeply imbued in the contract; it could not be removed no more than the contract could be ignored.

It was a catch 22 if he'd ever seen one.

Once they marry…Hayden was going to lose Orion regardless.

Pollux had well and truly screwed his own brother and nephew over big time.

Hayden gripped Orion's hand under the table tightly, feeling the shuddering wracking his frame. Orion was no doubt reeling over what had just been revealed entirely. While what they considered as the original contract had been pretty damn grim it was horrendous now.

"What have you done?" Melania rasped out, her voice coming out muffled as she had her hand over her mouth in horror. It wasn't just her son that was screwed, no, it was her husband, her family. Merlin, the need to keep the line pure had led to this. She blindly sat down on the chair closest to her.

Orion slumped down himself, elbows on the table, hands cupped around his head. A horrified sort of resignation consuming him whole. His Uncle Pollux really had boxed him in, he'd have no freedom, not even the luxury of his own thoughts if he went through with the marriage.

If he went through with it…all he wanted to do, be, would be gone. His Uncle would have his seats, in both the Wizen and Wizengamot. Anything family related was going to be hers to deal with, he had no say in it. He'd have no say in what happened to his own family. Which meant…inevitably his own children too. It made his stomach twist unpleasantly, having horrifying visions of his life.

"Can't Uncle Sirius help?" Cedrella asked, speaking of course of Arcturus' and Pollux's father. If anyone could reign Pollux in, it had to be his father…but was their any undoing what he'd already done?

"Only if you want him to end up in Azkaban," Arcturus said morosely, a shaky hand running over his face. He didn't know what to do, he genuinely feared that his fathers' anger might lead to him killing not only their traitorous lawyer but Pollux too. Swallowing the lump in his throat, torn between sobbing and being sick. His little brother…his own little brother…had betrayed him in such a horrendous way that he could barely understand it. "Why? Mel, why did he do this?" devastation coursing through him.

Hayden and Septimus glanced at each other, grim, feeling uncomfortable…but not daring to say a word. They weren't really family; it didn't affect them the same way.

Melania just choked up and mutely shook her head, "We…we need another lawyer, we need to fight this…" even she knew it was an exercise in futility.

"It's bound by magic, there is nothing we can do," Arcturus choked out in defeat. The once proud wizard reduced to such desolation was harrowing indeed. "What have we done?"

Devastation saturated the rooms, the once proud Lord Black slumped forward in his chair in defeat. The Heir of the Black estate, attempting to make himself small, invisible. No matter what road they took…the Black family was never going to be the same.

"What if you disowned Pollux?" Septimus asked, his breathing hitching just saying the word, but his eyes widened in hope.

Hayden shook his head, "You can take someone's last name away from them but not their first. He's been smart about it, incredibly so. He has made sure that no matter what happens he ends up Lord Black…" he might be 'disowned' for all of what? A year before Orion and Walburga marry…then he'd gain the Lordship. If Walburga and Orion choose not to marry then he'd just get it all that much sooner.

"Polaris! Bring my father and mother here, inform them that I'd like them to visit as soon as possible." Arcturus told him. He didn't dare say it was an emergency. He did not want to panic them before they arrived, it wasn't good for either of their hearts. Merlin, he didn't even want to think on how they were going to react. It filled him with such dread, dread he hadn't felt the likes since overhearing his parents discussing Marius when it became clear there was no invitation to Hogwarts forthcoming. The things they'd said, the dread as identical.

The House-elf wrang its hands together clearly disturbed to see the family he'd served so long entirely bereft. "Yes, Sir!" as all the House-elf said before it disappeared with a pop.

Hayden hated how useless he felt, how impotent he was in the face of all this. He'd performed miracle after miracle, against all the fucking odds. He gripped Orion's shoulder tightly, keeping a tight grasp of his own magic as his own frustration mounted. Especially at Death…for taunting him so, suggesting someone who would be perfect for him…only for him to be so utterly out of his reach.

He might be angry at death at the moment, but he wouldn't remain so.

For Death in his usual wisdom would remind Harry of something.

What can be done with magic, can be undone.

He was living proof of that, even if nobody in this time knew a damn thing about him.

A/N – so will Walburga be just a spoiled kid, but a kid nonetheless in this and unaware of her father's scheming grateful to see the back of him but still angry that she wouldn't be Lady Black? Just remember I think I've made her like only 15 instead of 19 or something I can't quite recall at the moment! Will Sirius end up in prison for murder in order to protect his family or will this finish him off (they were meant to die after all and death always collects when he's due) and no regardless of how I make Walburga she won't be killed off 😉 that's just taking the easy way out after all :P and I don't like doing that haha I really am giving the Black's a hard time of it, but to really appreciate what you've got, I think one must suffer a little to get there in the end! 😊 honestly! The Black's seem to have relations in every single family! Crouch, Burke, Weasley's, Prewitt and Merlin, only know's how many others 😊 it does make keeping track a little different! Well, that's this chapter done with…hope you enjoy it! Read and Review please!