Fleamont was not the best name to give to a baby, he used to joke whenever anyone asked why he didn't have an heir still.
"imagine a child being saddled with the middle name Fleamont, the nicknames, oh the nick names!"
What could he say? There was nothing wrong with him, or his wife, but the problem was the combination? That if any of them got together with another partner they could have a dozen babies easily?
So he stayed, and year by year their hope dwindled.
When Sylwan came up to their door and told him it could be possible but at a price, what was he to do?
Euphemia wasn't at home, went to help with another birth at saint Mungo. Fleamont just knew how much it pained her to see those babies, and know she would never hold one of hers.
"how do you even know I found a phoenix?"
How indeed. Even his beloved wasn't aware.
" I have my ways"
He should have known it wouldn't turn to anything but a disaster.
He thought he had forgotten, that the ritual would have taken care of it.
It had not, or why else he had vivid images of his foul deeds in his head?
Yes, watching Euphemia with James was worth it, and he would never regret it, regret him.
But the fact remained that James was not a normal boy.
Neither him or his beloved had dark cores, or were magically powerful. James was both. His core was as dark as a stormy night, and powerful like a tornado.
He had so many dark tendencies it took him by surprise when he got himself sorted into Gryffindor. He was a bit of a bully, he had gotten a taste of it when he got the first letters of his detention for throwing a half-blood boy to devil snare.
The same boy he now remembered as being Eileen's son.
The fucked up ritual. With him, Orion, Walburga, Eileen and him.
The same boy who was the topic of debate today, again.
"I want you to apply for the seat"
Orion's calm and collected front didn't fool him for one second. He had came late at night, describing what he had in mind.
" he can not be given a seat"
Fleamont was confused at first.
"you know that I know. We seem to all have remembered. Him too"
His blood boiled, cold sweat on his forehead. "no"
"yes. I have, and from your response you have too. Eileen…."
Eileen had remembered too.
"Burga.."
Orion shook his head. " not yet. But Sylwan knew before any of us started to remember. Who knows what Voldemort knows?"
They both trembled in fear.
"you boy resembles you too much to be his, and Sirius has been struck with Black's curse of lunancy. Don't protest, I know all the whispers behind my back. With both of us, me and Burga's involvement, it is not possible that Regulus maybe …. We both gotten a son out of it."
But Eileen had one too. James, while being abnormally powerful and inclined to hexing people first and ask the questions maybe never, was totally his and Euphemia's. Orion was right neither Regulus or Sirius could be his son, because each person in the ritual had to have a magical heir out of it.
It left Sylwan and Eileen.
Well, the older Sylwan's son couldn't be that, and the younger son was long dead.
It only left one Severus Snape, now Prince.
"can you imagine what will happen if his son is placed on the wizingamot?"
And fleamont shuddered.
He knew he had already cast a full protego with the core of an 11 years old. He knew it was rumored he had perception, an art, as rare as an ability as it could get.
"what do you think getting eternal friends was for? He is a hufflpuff, but is he really?"
What was he getting to?
" did you know he has not survived from magical depletion, but also from a full cruciatus cast by a fully grown dark wizard ?"
He didn't know. It couldn't be possible. A child couldn't survive that and then crucio in such a short time.
" he was also the one who convinced my father, yes the bloody patriah of the house of Black to adopt a mud…muggleborn into the family and made it so that …he laid the foundation that enabled the wizingamot to remove him"
It couldn't be what he thought.
"he is a child"
"and Voldemort was one when he started gathering the Knights."
Potter was distressed.
Did this mean the boy was going the way he went? Gathering sycophants, minions and becoming a little dark lord, or strengthening the already powerful dark lord?
"what can I do?"
"apply for the seat. The rest is on me"
Potter senior didn't think for a moment that orion was telling the whole truth. Few people were aware of the tension between him and Arcturus, but Fleamont was. It could be to get back at his father.
Who didn't know of the tale of the hottest flame, of that love story between Evelyn Prince and Arcturus Black? Potter suspected he had tried to rescue the boy for her memory, and Orion just had to act like a jealous lad, a stupid lil shit and get in his way.
Alas what Orion brought up couldn't be ignored.
If Voldemort could worm his way into wizingamot… he didn't have anything against him. But Prince was young, and now an orphan. He must feel lonely, the need of an adult.
He could be manipulated easily.
" do you really want Malfoy to win? If you get the seat, you can back up Dumbledore's claim. Wouldn't it be better for the boy?"
Yes. Malfoy was bad news. If the boy wasn't dark, he would turn him into a dark wizard soon. Severus Getting the seat couldnt help with Dumbledore cause, because then there would be a long list to go through to instill a representation for the prince seat. He was a minor, and Dumbledore as Mugwump couldn't vote for him, so there was need for a third person.
Until then, Malfoy had bribed half, and threatened the other half. He could get the boy.
But if potter get the seat, he could vote for Dumbledore, and get the light side to stand behind the man. The problem with light families was that they were afraid, and they acted nice.
Winning was better than being nice.
"you have my word."