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HP: Harry From The Ancient House Of Black [ Chapter 35 ]
🕑 Added 2024-11-11 16:00:09 +0000 UTC"Thanks for meeting with us Aries." Sirius said happily.
"I was unaware it would be an us, Uncle." Aries drawled. "Though fortunately, we are not all here." It was a perfect entrance in his opinion, for just as he nodded towards the door it opened to reveal Cassiopeia Black.
The entrance would have been better if the pub had gone silent, but too many years had passed for anyone besides his own table's occupants to remember her.
At seventy-three years old, Cassiopeia's hair had finally grayed, though it hardly marred the Black beauty she possessed.
Her brown eyes were still sharp and, as she took her seat at the table, they eyed Sirius rather disapprovingly.
"You still have the hair of a girl Sirius," Cassi chided.
"You need a haircut. At least Regulus knew how to look like a proper Black." The mood of the table had gone from hopeful to downright awkward.
The Potters seemed to realize they had intruded on a family reunion, though to back out now might just kill them with more awkwardness.
"You need to take a page or two from your nephew, and maybe you won't be such a disgrace to our House."
Sirius had sat much straighter since Cassi arrived and now his cheeks were flamed in embarrassment.
"Ah, the Potters. It's good to see you all I suppose. Your boy not have enough fame? Oh well, Aries shall win and that will be the end of it. Go on Sirius, talk.”
“I understand you wish to get to know your nephew. I came to ensure your irrational nature stayed in control, and good thing too since you brought them along."
James Potter looked downright furious and Lily looked unsure whether she should defend their family or attempt to keep her husband seated.
Thomas, on the other hand, seemed to be keeping in a laugh at Sirius' expense. Aries doubted Thomas had ever seen his godfather chastised.
"Well um, I was hoping you could tell me about yourself, and then I'd go and maybe we could find some common ground?"
"Oh yes, excellent idea Sirius," Cassiopeia drawled. "Are we first years now? I suppose so."
"Aunt Cassi, play nicely. You're intimidating my uncle." Aries laughed before turning to Sirius.
"I was born in Paris. Mother was in hiding already after refusing to join the Dark Lord and got pregnant there after one of father's visits. I was born with an unknown magical illness that I struggled against for two years.”
“I was basically a squib. Then Aunt Cassiopeia tried some crazy potion just around when father died, and it healed me.”
“Unfortunately, my magic was unstable for years and I had a tutor that helped me learn to control it. Mother died from a potions accident when I was five." Lily had teared up at that, and Aries was not sure how he told the lie with a straight face.
"Things were hard then, but Aunt Cassi took care of me. My tutor taught me everything that she didn't and when I started school I was leagues ahead of everyone else.”
“I attended Durmstrang because Aunt Cassi wasn't sure how people would react to the son of a Death Eater showing up. I'm assuming you want to hear about my hobbies?" Sirius nodded eagerly.
"Other than practicing magics, reading I suppose. I do love brewing potions, and I wish Professor Snape would actually brew something rather than just lecture. I think I have his whole collection at home. I play Quidditch on the-"
"You play Quidditch?" Sirius interrupted. He almost seemed giddy now. "What position?"
"Chaser. I supposed I could be a small Beater, but it never interested me. Keeper is too dull and while Krum is still on my team no one even tries for Seeker."
"You play with Viktor Krum?" James asked.
"Of course," Aries replied. "He's in my group, it's like your Houses but there are more than four. Viktor only accepts the best, and I'm happy to say I'm at least in the top three of Durmstrang."
"Thomas plays Seeker," Lily offered. "Youngest player in a century. He's been looking forward to seeing Krum play next weekend."
"Ah yes, Durmstrang versus Beauxbatons. I may be biased but I think Krum will lead us to victory." Surprisingly that got a laugh out of Sirius and the Potters.
Cassiopeia was watching them all like a hawk, but he didn't care.
"Who's your team?" Thomas asked. "Dad gets us tickets to see Puddlemere United. My old captain, Oliver Wood is on their reserve team."
"They're an excellent team, though I prefer the Heidelberg Harriers. Fiercer than a dragon and twice as clever."
"A German team?" James asked with a bit of disapproval. "Why not an English team?"
"We grew up in Germany, Potter," Cassiopeia explained. "You cannot expect the boy to ignore the beautiful culture that surrounded him."
"The Dark Arts aren't as illegal in Germany as they are here. Surprising considering what Grindewald did. I suppose that's part of their beautiful culture?" This time the disapproval was in full force in James' voice and Cassiopeia's eyes narrowed.
"Do not speak of Grindewald to me, boy. You weren't even thought of yet when he rampaged Europe. His madness was obvious even at Durmstrang where his symbol still haunts its halls.”
“His dark experiments and attempted murders of students at the school were nothing compared to what he did later in life. Your country speaks of Voldemort with such fear.”
“He may have been more powerful than Grindewald, but he never caused the widespread devastation that the continent experienced.”
“I was there, boy, fighting along side your Light wizards to stop that monster, as did many wizards whom you call dark with hatred.”
“Dark does not equal monster. You'd do well to remember it. Now leave, I've had enough of your presence. You're intruding on matters of the House of Black."
Her tone left no room for argument and Lily Potter practically dragged her husband out of the pub, followed by a rather embarrassed Thomas.
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