Lord Orion Black, was not a man you would take less than seriously. Despite being the Lord Black in the name only, because his father was still alive and the heirarchy in place, he was one of the most powerful patron of a dark family.
And he was standing here, in this back alley of a mugglish origin, for A QUARTER OF AN HOUR.
Orion was tapping his foot on the ground, wondering why in Morgana's name he was in this situation in the first place.
He had more reason to be there in that blasphemy of a celebration than Cygnas third daughter. He needed an excuse to be out of the watch of his volture of a wife, Walburga, also to see the half-blood who was Eileen's and regretably Regulus FRIEND.
It was true that Sirius being in the house of burtish baboons made him angry, but at least he was making an attempt to join with Potters, who were respectful Pure blooded potionists, and Lupin had a hand in magical creatures department.
Regulus?
Where to begin with? Ally himself with a half Hufflepuff, getting in trouble because he had tried to interfere with a pre-arranged marrige with a PUREBLOOD and for what?
A mudblood.
The boy, snape , was smart and respectful. He secretly thought he would have made a consumate slytherin, his head was full of plans to get what he wanted.he secretly doubted he was Eileen's lover, she probably attached him to Teddy, or Tobby, whatever. Of course he sometimes thought about those better forgotton memories, but he and Burga had those miscreants, one for each, point was moot. Half, or not, The question was what the boy wanted.
The troble was exactly that.
His life got more interesting when he got a letter.
The most pressing matter at hand now, was meeting the sender of the letter, namely Eileen.
"should I thank you for gracing us with your presence, oh- Lord of the lords?"
That was the same sarcastic tone he had not heard for a decade.
"Eileen"
When he turned back, he met her, crossed her arms in front of her chest, shaking her head at him.
"don't dwadle, we have a lot to talk about.
DWADLE? Him? What…!
His eyes analyzed her, what was that ..a bump? SHE was expecting… a second time?
"you are standing on the wrong square, this is were hookers gain attention of their customers during hollidays"
Merlin! Had she needed to make this harder! Now everyone would think that he had been the one to impregnate her! Hookers?
His face was redder than a tomato now, not at all a good look for a man of his calliber. Eileen had the audacity to chuckle.
"come, my room is just over there"
Eileen had imagined about this meeting for years.
It was not what she imagined at all.
Orion was not the same. He cared about his picture more than ever. She remebered a time he was going to leave that hag for her, throwing the lordship to the dogs for all he cared.
Not anymore, it seemed.
It was taking a risk, to show him her humble abode, but she had lied abouth the hookers so he aligned this memory and her place together, and forget about it. If not, Eileen's main room was not this, but somewhere much cheeper. She would be safe.
Watching him looking at the place like he could get dragonpox from sitting there on the floor, she did not offer him the sofa she was longing on. It was funny to watch him.
"I guess he is yours"
He seemed to forget to breathe for a moment "pardon?"
"Severus is not Tobias'es, as you certainly guessed."
He tilts his head, as if to asking why should he care?
Eileen lowers her voice, staring at his eyes directly to get the point across" and you probably remember that night on 1959"
Mission completed, she watches with delight as he chokes on his saliva.
"that can not be" still in denial, he sits defeated on the ground.
"we have two sons. Born in the 5 years period time"
So he did started to remember. Eileen wondered why she had, and thought it was due to her being a prince, mental arts and that shit. She had only remeberd him, but from this september, she started to remember Orion too.It was a gamble to see if he could remember or not, because she just saw Riddle and Orion. Riddle , because he was an enigma. Claimed he was a pureblood, could talk to snakes, but with a muggle family name. raised by squibs in an orphange, yet understanding the pureblood heirarchy and ritual magic better than them. Now going by the name of Lord Voldemort. Ridiculous as it was, fly of death, Eileen could not stop the shivers when she thought about how inhuman Riddle was on that night. She feared of what he had requested of the ritual…
"what if I told you that your beloved heir was..Alphards?"
Orion breath hitches, good.
"and dear ol'Arcturus does not gives a damn because Alphard is his bastard, not his brother's as he told you."
"it can not be.your boy…Alphard…"
"listen Orion, I am just giving you a heads up as a favor for those years we were.. less than strangers. I have confirmed it from the woman he slept with , a muggle if you believe, and before you go balsitic, she is dead. So yes, not only Alphard is a half-blood who your father has not an issue with, but also your heir, Sirius is Alphards. We both know your father did not have problems sleeping with muggles, and as Alphard is a half, he wont inherit Lordship. Sirius on the other hand, is a black, and having a non-magical grandmother is not a matter for him to be the heir.since you are not the patriah of the family, you did not get a warning, and you, me and Arcturus all know you to be too lazy to go and check the family tree for confirmation. The blood test still needs Arcturus prmission and he did not inform you, he saw no need of it"
Oroin is standing up, taking conttrol of his shaking limbs with difficulty " Suppose if it is true, unbelivable as your tale is. Where does your son comes into the equasion"
"I know who I slept with, and it was you and him. There is not a chance he wished for an heir. He loathed children, and saw no need for an heir.I doubt he could have one even if he wanted"
Riddle was power personified and yet he was as power hungry as always, unstable didn't even begin to describe him and sometime his eyes flashed red. She couldn't confirm if he had turned to a vampire or not. She was not a lunatic wishing death. His magic was so powerful he never used a wand during the ritual, and his spells were undescribable. His magic lured you in, and he seduced you to stay. Eileen thought he could have taken Dumbledore if he put his mind into it.
"what do you want from me?" said a much calmer Orion.
"You need an heir, but your spare is too soft and not powerful enough. Severus is 90 percent yours. He has proved himself to be a prodigy, and he can restore your falling house. Isnt a powerful, intelligent son better than a rash one and a coward one?isn't a son you wont ever know if he is yours better than one you know he isnt yours at all?"
Really, from what she gathered form Severus letters, Sirius Black was a bully, touched by Black madness and did not care about his reputation. He thoughtlessly throw his lot into mischief, getting detentions and scolding. While Severus gained allies, planed for his future and thrived. Eileen was tired of protecting him, and feared for him, surprisingly.She was certain that Riddle would be aware of him by now, and if she and Orion remembered, he would too. It was better for Severus to be related to Orion, than him.The boy did not deserve that kind of THING for a father.Blacks could protect him, and he would become the next Lord. And if Eileen got afew galleons for herself in this deal? Who cares? She had indeed raised the brat. Of course Eileen was in two minds if Severus was really his, or Orion's, or the blasted 5th person she couldn't remember. To get one's blood, in case of Blacks underage or not, they needed the family's head permission, correct. But the ritual messed it so the children born of it couldn't be traced back. They would show a positive for each person, because they were created by their magical signature combined. That was what she gathered from her old tomes on the NOIR, hidden in her Gringots vault.
Orion would come around, he was the kind of man who needed the first push. Orion and Arcturus fight would amusing to watch.
"you know where to find me now.If you accept this deal, there would be some extra conditions we need to talk about"
The crack of Orion's apparition was loud in the silence of the small room
Severus pinched the bridge of his nose. Having Reg and Frank together in the same space , talking about Molly weasley and its connection to Fabian and Narcissa was blowing his mind.
Apprently, Molly was not that much a dumb person he considered her. As an heiress, or heir for example, were not able to marry another heir, unless they could give each of their family an heir an a spare. With the rate of the birth among wixen these days, it seemed impossible. Those days, Cygnas had not a chance to be the Lord, even if he could find himself a son or two. With that, and his wife dead, he was free to take another bride.
Molly's options for a suitable husband, who was not an heir, a pureblood and be able to hold a conversation for more than a minute were low. She was born in a time, where the birth rate was low, and mostly females. She could have married a foreign wizard, but had fell for Arthur Weasley. Due to Black's rate of breaking marriage contracts, she was partly right to do so.
Well, to Severus it was still a dumb thing.
"So you say if Fabian does not marry and get an heir for himself, he could not be Lord Prewatt?"
Regulus rolls his eyes." Yes Frank. Because Gideon married Amelia, and Edgar has no son or daughter still, Amelia is the heir still. And Gideon will not be able to take heirship permanently or transiently untill Bones have an heir"
Severus was getting a headache, sick of their talks of heirship and breding like rabbits.
"Will you please stop this nonsense and get to the point when you wanted to tell me something Reg?"
Regulus catches Frank's eye and they both shake their heads, as if to say they tried to educate him and it did not work, not their problem.
As if. Severus memories would get more coverage in a year or two, and then he would show them up. He was not educated by both Lucius and Narcissa in that aspect for nothings.
"Fabian called Narcissa Cissa, and I found out the nickname we all call her is a name Fabian gave her"
Frank has found a chocklate frog from somewhere hmms.
"what does hmmm supposed to mean?"says an annoyed Reg.
"They..ere..laymat…date…ile"
Severus smacks his less than polite housemate" you better finish it and talk like a human being"
Frank gulps.
"they were playmates, they dated for a while and it was going to get serious when Malfoy happened."
Oh. Talk about awkward.Regulus is going to say something when a tall man with dark hair, who is just an adult version of Reg approaches "Regulus"
He says forcfully.
And before he can recall that the man is Lord Orion, or Frank can resume eating his frog, he is gone.
"Those weird weird Blacks."
Severus totally agrees.