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 It was a few days later, but Aurora was still focusing on her drawings and piano practice, as she was neglecting them throughout the whole year. So with the free time she currently has, she found herself sitting at her bench...Still working on a piece of music was she finally in the midst of writing the lyrics...To be honest, ever since Rowena and Helena talking to her. 

She felt immensely connected to the spirit of her houses' founder.

Her thoughts came to what her future would entail, but like most things, The Dark Lord tramples over every good she's managed to muster.

She was being summoned, and considering she doesn't bear the mark it wouldn't be an actual burn summon. 

Rather a quick script of her cousin to get her up and moving.

Wasting no time at all was she worried in terms of leaving the house without permission...But no one was home, so instead she left the letter for Kreacher to give to one of her parents in case they return before she does.

Grabbing a traveling cloak did she continue down the street before turning abruptly down a dark alley. 

The young witch didn't stop her efforts in walking as she managed to master appreneting, continuing the motions through and through.

Turning up to catch a glimpse at the entire Malfoy manner did she smile, it was beyond exquisite. Her efforts in being an Order member have been little to no improvement, then again it has all be rather silent.
The preparations for the new coming generation of Death Eaters were coming a little more than a week after her graduation party.

A ticking time bomb on her behalf.

Dobby was quick to escort the young mistress to Voldermort's private study, seeing as how he resides with the Malfoy's more times than not...She assumed it was a permit residence.

A firm double knock had the Dark Lord smirk, both at her haste to arrive and her ability to command a room like most Blacks. Most female Blacks that is.

The second she was allowed entrance she gave a soft smile, coming further towards his desk she bowed. 

"My Lord, how can I be of service?" She spoke, her soft voice almost as sweet as Narcissa's but dripping with the Death Eater response to that of Bellatrix.

She was an intertwin of both of her cousins, a dangerous combination and a very worthy addition to his cause and clan.

"I gave you a task before your departure from Hogwarts." 

"Yes my Lord, a bit troublesome...But I managed." He shared his own toothy grin as he rose from behind the desk and continued off to his female member.

"What type of trouble?" He dug deep, his judgmental eyes seeping into her soul. But as she licked her lips she began to share her explanation. 

"It was your voice my Lord, I'm sure of it...But you acted as though you were confused as to who I was, it was rather strange...You knew me then didn't, nor that you sent me to look for the object." He thought back to when he had made that Horcrux, most difficult one to find of course, but all the more pleasurable.

But that meant it was violent in terms of whom was near it.

"Was I meant to return it my lord?" She questioned, her breath withheld and only released when he shook his head. "No...The sister objects are elsewhere far from one another..." Her smile was still vibrant, even with the most horrific wizard of her generation.

"It was a treat my lord, I never thought I'd ever see the lost diadem. It was beautiful."...Until defiled he it, as Helena responded it with.

The meeting took a turn to discuss that mention of the initiation ceremony. And although she will be in the audience in attendance, she would not be receiving the mark just yet.

It occurred to her that perhaps she would get the wife mark and that is why the Dark Lord was delaying the enviable.

Although she kept her composure, the second she stepped out of the study her eyes closed in defeat. It was a strong front for the moment, and perhaps she'll punish herself for being so submissive to the greater evil. 


But she was in the Order. She was trying to make a difference.

But will that make up for this appearance?

"Rory?" A breath gasped left her throat without warning, but it felt like a warm blanket washed over her when she looked up to see Rabastan. The two of them had been so busy lately, with either her hobbies or time with Otto. Or in Rabastan case, working closely with his father as well as enjoying the life of a young male heir, but he hadn't told her any of that bit nor did she know.

"Hey Raba, fancy meeting you here." She cooed, going straight up towards him and planting a kiss on his cheek in greeting.

Her father had teased the both of them over how Aurora was managing not reading bet. Surprisingly she was still going strong.

"Yes, I suppose it is. Granted when Cissy owled saying she needed help. It was to meet up with you." Aurora hummed, blinking up to her boyfriend who was...Relatively nervous to be in her presence, Salem quickly caught up to his erratic heartbeat as she frowned.

"Is everything okay?" He flashed in recognition that he had to keep it a secret for a little less than a week. He could handle that, he could handle it... especially after managing to keep the secret for the last how many years?

Surely it shouldn't be this difficult after all this time.

"It's nice outside, do you want to take a walk?" He was silent for a moment but smiled. "If you have to get home go, I don't want to keep you from—" 

"Aurora. I'm fine. And you, my little Ravenclaw have been the absolute devil. Not responding to my owls?"

Her grin played difficult to keep his mind from her reaction to his proposal, but he followed after her to the gardens. Watching her twirl around and soak up the sun.

It made him cringe at the dreary house she's been held up in for the passed week, but Orion claimed she was being very active.

Even if it excused the reading portion of her hobbies.

"Is it true that you've taken up that dancing of yours again?... I thought your brother was pulling my strings when he told me." Her brow rose in clear cut embarrassment as she rightly didn't want anyone else to know about her sudden interest in a delicate practice.

"I was simply stretching!... If I kept up with it like my mother wanted then I wouldn't be so clueless now..." He hummed, lightly agreeing to her learning this gymnastic type activity.

He already knew she was very fit from her figure, as well as her time throwing the quaffel for the past five years of their lives.

"Not complaining love, do I get a demonstration." She perked her lips and denied him that liberty as she motioned to her dress.

"This is not the right attire, at all." 

"You're right darling, where are the tights and—" Her smirk rose, and as much as he wanted to tease her it defiantly backfired as he imagined how that looked like instantly.

"Mother caught me and she suggested I get an instructor, but really I'm not that dedicated to it...Besides, Otto wants me to join him at this convention in Germany." 

"That's brilliant! When?" She squinted attempting to remember the date and she smiled, absolutely excited at her time going to be spent in the hospital.

"Perhaps I can finally step foot onto German soil? No word from Salem?" 

"Oh yes, they sent me a congratulations package, Otto predicts they'll be keeping tabs on me and see where I'll head in terms of potions." Her excitement was contagious, so much so that he decided to treat her to a dinner out in Diagon Alley to lift her mood even further. "Ah, so you read others letters instead of mine?" 

His teasing relaxed her demeanor, especially when he ended the date with a walk throughout the park. Even if it was a muggle one, it was a plot of nature that he had to endure. Aurora didn't seem to care one way or another and that was all he wanted.

"The Dark Lord told me about your ceremony." 

"Anything I should know prior?" She explained that she wouldn't be given the mark, not out of disappointment but more so a time issue.

Otherwise she mentioned having to leave the room at one point. "Rory...I don't—I never take part in the—" 

"I know. And even though I don't remember what happened with Nox and the rest of them all that much, it still doesn't change the fact that I can't watch that happen to anyone else. No matter their blood status." He pulled her closer into his hold, kissing her crown and smirking.

"Besides, I find myself only attracted to only one witch." Aurora giggled at his compliment. 

"Oh? And my wizard has nice hands and perfect hair to run my hands through." His grin cracked through his interior. "You have a little favor in hands love?" 

"I suppose I don't have to scratch anymore Raba..." She spoke, her long nails taking one last brush through his locks and pulling away before he could properly enjoy it.

He groaned rather deeply as he trapped her in his grasp. "Teasing me isn't going to void well my little Ravenclaw." 

"You're not that taller than me Raba." 

"Yes, but I'm older." Her small pout and kitten noise was rather adorable. And the grin continued to rise, especially when she defended the fact that he was only older by five months.

"Let me get you home love, I'm sure your mother is going to be furious." 

"Actually mother has been easy to deal with, aside the fact that my entire wardrobe has been thrown out and redone." He still, the thought of her Christmas dress a few years prior is completely gone, but she smirked. 

"I still have that drawing, perhaps I can rewear it for my graduation party." She smiled, and he struggled from there on...She'd wear his favorite dress when he proposes.

"But instead it might be blue." 

"Whatever color it is, I can assure you I'll be staring at you the entire night." Her body squirmed and giggled in reaction to what she had said, but it was entirely the truth.

He knew well enough that he had to perfect his proposal speech, maybe getting Regulus to lead her outside so it wouldn't be public.

Rabastan knew how his little Ravenclaw fairs in the public eye, even if they were all related by blood or by marriage. There were three faces that he could title of hers, alone with himself, with him by her family or by herself with her family.

There was barely an in-between.

When he walked her into the foyer of the esteemed Black manner, Walburga had come to see who had entered the home. Only to smile to see that it was the almost engaged couple, the knowing smile was directed to Rabastan as he winked off behind a very unknowing Aurora.

She was simply holding her folded cloak now resting in her arms. Although Mrs.Black offered tea, Rabastan knew that he himself was due home as well. He wasn't the master of his own home, thus still needing to abide by the rules of his mother and father, though they were pretty lenient, they still demanded to be followed. 

So off he had gone, but not before he kissed Aurora goodnight.

And on the lips of all places!

Cassiopeia was blooming with a red tint as she tried to hide her ever-growing smile, but both her boyfriend and mother had seen it.

With one final goodnight, Aurora looked on up to her mother. Prepared for the ridicule, prepared for a lecture on indecency...Even prepared for her to tut on how inappropriate Rabastan had been.

But none came, instead it was a simple reminder of what tomorrow entailed for her daughter.

Since Narcissa had started her cousin in this trend of designing works, she opted to go along with her...It was almost a sister relationship by now as Aurora was older, understanding to her surroundings and what is required of her.

But it was an issue, Narcissa absolutely hated her home. It was constantly filled with horror and her obsessive husband. While Cassi was living her own nightmare in that god awful house, which led both women to have to venture out into the world and find other areas to get their gossip session under wraps.

Walburga would've noticed had she not been obsessed with every little detail pertaining to the wedding, or begging Rabastan to propose in front of her family, but he denied. 

And both Regulus and Orion had backed him up in the instant.

They both knew that Aurora was going to break down at the sign of it all and it was one thing for Regulus to see them snogging, but his sister's reaction was something he'd never get used to...

Especially that nightmare of him walking into her room with Rabastan on top of her.

That never left his head.

Whenever the two gals returned back home, they had bags and bags of clothes. Narcissa aided her little cousin to organize her closest, making a calendar in what she could wear and when.

With her turning 18, the attention that the daily prophet would be taking is a struggling concept to grasp. The second she turns of age to be photographed without consent was a difficult potion to swallow.

With her family ties as well as her career choice, it was appealing to readers...But she couldn't rightly understand why. But if that was going to be the case, she would look flawless at every outing prior to the beginning of her popularity.

In terms of her friends, Clementine had started dating Augustus Rookwood. It was a bit forced from her family, but Clem seemingly fancied the man. Even if he was a few years older than her.

Aurora lucked out with Rabastan, being the same age and already learned her personality as well as the other way around.

Right now, on the other hand, Aurora had been directed to meet Alastor at a secure location. Her freedom streamed rather well, especially when she was closer to eighteen. Orion assumed she was going to the library, which spread to his wife.

Aurora having told the truth throughout her childhood made it easy for her to lie now. And she had done it flawlessly.

She dressed comfortably, a long skirt with a slit on the side. Something that Narcissa nagged at her to buy, saying that Rabastan would listen to every word she said if she exposed her thigh just a tad.


Note to self. She beamed.

Her heels covered most of her exposed legs, but it didn't rightly matter as she was seeing her friends. Part of her was exctied, but the others would need convincing...Actually, everyone needed convincing.

But at least Sirius would see to it. She smiled softly at the idea of seeing her brother for the first time in close to two weeks.

With a warning to Kreacher that she might be late tonight as she was working on a project, he nodded eagerly at the task he was given.

The women continued further down the muggle neighborhood and instantly apparent to the rally point. An instant smile to Moody. "Afternoon." She called out, and he smirked.

"Get outt're you house aight lassie?" She hummed, but he wasn't much for formalities as he offered his arm and transported her to the designated area, which she knew full well that they would either block her from coming here...Or move when the judge and jury would get the final say on her membership.

She was practicing her points through and through, but part of her excitement was because Sirius was going to be there. For sure.

However it didn't surprise her when she was lead to a room with only Dumbledore and Alastor within it. Well upon further glance it seemed like an abandoned warehouse.

"Honestly, I get the formalities...Ask whatever you wish." And thus it started out with the questions, where they are located. What the last meeting she had been present in, even adding when the initiation ceremony would happen.

Unfortunately, the flinch of a reminder caused a further question for either men to question, which she answered truthfully. "I'm not naive to think that I'm always safe. Would I have killed them? Yes." She responded, and neither of the men were all that surprised in that regard.

Rape was an entire story of diabolical.

Once the questions were through, Alastair wanted to test her strength and endurance. To see why the Dark Lord favors her, or how the Blacks magic is very potent.

Aurora Black held her own against a seasoned Aura. The man didn't hold back either, it was worrying in some regards sure. That the new generation would be modernized, especially with how far the war has proceeded. Her biggest suggestion was to attempt to delay the ceremony.

She would be present, but overall she wasn't worried about her own accord. Pretending to hesitate or get captured would be her safest bet.

When she retrieved her cloak and wrapped it back over her shoulders, both Alastor and Dumbledore shared the smiles.

Cassiopeia Aurora Black had been fully accepted into the Order.

"The safe house has a fidelius charm, you telling someone the address won't allow them entrance." From rallying the options in front of her, the answer was either elder before her who was the secret keeper.

When coming into the apartment complex did she smell the homey scent of cooking, warmth and the occasional smell of wet dog.

Salem had instantly gone wild at the thought of her blood relative and the emotion had surpassed all else and built a growling onto Aurora's face.

The two continued further, and with a solicit final breath she continued through the room. Although the members of the order had awaited for Dumbledore for this meeting, their eyes instantly served off towards Ms.Black as she too survey the room in retaliation.

It was Remus' eyes had connected to hers that he had dropped the mug in his hand. He was awaiting a moment to finally see her again, perhaps in a drunk agreement to reveal his feelings as there was little time left.

Dumbledore already informed him what the plan on his own membership entailed. Knowledge on the biggest werewolf of them all, the one who turned him...He was meant to get close and persuade those to join the right side.

Even if they were outcasted by the wizarding world on a daily basis. Remus had to remember that not everyone in the camps was able to have his experience of family and education.

That made him an outsider to either half of his blood.

"Remus! This isn't our house! Fix it before—" Lily's shouting in the other room had Aurora straighten her head just the tat to see the fiery redhead gasp at the sight of their favorite Ravenclaw.

"Si...Siri...Sirius." The girl struggled to say his name, which he simply stumbled out of the kitchen with James. But either of those two brothers managed to keep their hold on their steins.

But not their jaws.

"R-rory?...What—What are you—" He too had the same effect of word salad that Lily had, but Dumbledore held up his hand. 

"Everyone...I would like to introduce you to Ms.Cassiopeia Aurora Black, she's a freshly graduated Ravenclaw." Their former headmaster suddenly was dealt with an uproar of complaints and concerns, but the Marauders and Lily were all too quiet.

Sirius knew the look on his sister's face all too well, she was prepared for this outcome. Her name had been in the papers for speculation on being Otto's new addition to the team, the members' knowledge of her relationship with a Death Eater or even the involvement caused red flags for everyone involved.

"I can assure you that Ms.Black is on our side...She came to me to be in the Order." Sirius smirked, shaking his head in pure amusement. Of course, of bloody course his sister would demand a membership to this damn shite show.

When his eyes returned to his sister, she was in a conversation with Alastor. Who seemed to be her biggest defender at the moment.

It saddened Aurora to see her friends so silent, but they managed to get all the anger and curses out of the way before she was allowed further entry.

She smiled to Lily, and the little red-haired Gryffindor tackled her with a hug. And judging by the stumble backwards, was a little too strong for the heels Aurora had been wearing.

"Handling the boys alright?" 

"Not as well as you have, they miss you." The two are quickly catching up with one another, just mindless chatter as Sirius was debating with himself on whether or not he supports or disagreed with her joining.

Until it became clear.

"Dumbledore." He called out, nicking his head off to the side. Demanding a private word was odd for Sirius, as he was a very public and vocal speaker. But to hear his former student say that he didn't trust his own sister was a shock in and of itself.

"Why not?" 

"Sir, if it was a stance between myself and her Lestrange lover...What do you suppose she would do?... Me or Regulus?" 

"Ms.Black already proven herself to me, but if you require more for her...Very well." He seemingly went off to the women without another word, and the color drained from his face as he saw the hostile look Aurora had given him.

"You...You don't—" She was hurt, her heart shattered in the instant as she looked around. The room filled with the brave hearted Gryffindors. 

She was foolish to even think that they would be welcoming her into their Lions den, and now she felt as uncomfortable as she has in the snake pit.

"Rory I—" 

"No. It's clear, isn't it? I try to do a bit of good and you have to shut me out...Fine." She hissed, not bothering to look at anyone or fight for her membership.

"Sirius. She is an asset. She has already given a great deal of information as I said. Aurora wouldn't come into contact to fights on this side. Nor would Voldemort have her be a soldier...What are your other concerns?" 

"I don't want my baby sister anywhere in the line of fire! Isn't that enough!... What they'd do to her—" James attempted to consult his brother, but alas Remus was the best in always saying the right thing at a moment like this.

However he had already chosen to aid another angry Black sibling as he rushed down the hallway of this apartment building. 

"Rory!" He called out, shocked that she was using the elevator, but he didn't find any problem with placing his hand in the center and pushing it back on open.

"Look Remmy, please...Just go." She cried, the cheap lighting in this dankey little elevator was flickering at the level of angered magic that she managed to spark.

"Rory he didn't mean it like that I swear it—" 

"That he doesn't trust me?! How else am I suppose to take it?!" She cried, gripping his shirt by the hem pulling either of them closer together.

"What if he just wants you out of the line of fire love, is that such a bad thing?" 

"So he doesn't trust me to be smart, that's it?... He's a coward then, I feel guilty every time I walk into one of those bloody meetings Rem. My soul just feels darker after the sessions the Dark Lord makes me take. If I can regain one ounce of that humanity left you as sure as hell bet that I'm going to achieve it." She deemed, and the cracking smile beamed on his face as he nodded.

"Then you do your job and ignore your brother...Will...Will you be coming to more meetings? Or dinner? Pads and I are looking for a flat together." She smiled at his ability to change the topic. But she shook her head at the offer.

"When things settle Remmy...And before I murder him myself you better get back." He closed his eyes in defeat, but her smooth hand extended to his left cheek as she leaned in to kiss his right. 

"Goodnight moony, stay safe. Make sure Lily doesn't kill Jamesie." He nodded, almost instantly after that did the elevator ding open. The women stepped out without any hesitation in her step, and what opposed as to even more impressive is that the crackle had been initiated midstep.

Sirius on the other hand had rushed down the stairs to try and catch them both, but Remus simply shook head. The biggest shine of disappointment was held on Lupin's face as he stared at his mate.

"You really have a way with words Pads...You didn't even say hello to her." He groaned, had he been so draft and forgot to even greet his sister?

What was the plan now?

"Apperently your disregard for the risk she's giving, it ended up fueling her motivation to be apart of the Order. Pads you don't give her enough credit." 

"Rorys impressionable! Sure she isn't naive anymore, but I can't...I can't stand for her to get hurt." Sirius wanted this war to end more than anyone, he was defying his entire family joining the Order. In reality, he had been defying them since his first day at Hogwarts almost eight years.

Sirius struggled to regain any sort of baring, obviously that was not what Dumbledore intended to happen. But he knew deep down that Aurora would get over her bearings. As well as issued a reminder on the coin of when the next meeting is.

She scoffed, but then decided that she might as well be a little productive in terms of wasting the day away in some fitful rage. Ending up in the actual library did she smile at the familiarity.
So perhaps she had finally taken the bet off, but who could blame her?

Aurora's researched required manuals and instructions, theories from around the world...She couldn't simply gain all the knowledge required without reading a damn page!

Finding some leads did she continued forward off towards the labs, smiling to those around her before getting her to theorize underwraps. Otto was surprised to see her present, especially at this house. 

"I do think it's time I get you a watch Cassiopeia..." She was confused, but removing her goggles did she groan to see the time.

"I got in late." 

"You weren't supposed to come in at all. What did you find so interesting that you—" He attempted to reprimand her, but truthfully Otto had found himself looking to the young Ms.Black as a daughter.

As he himself never had kids of his own, he struggled with the identity of teaching young students...And here was his perfect all-star pupil.

The two worked amicably together, a bit of banter here and there. Merlin, how did Slughorn keep up with her?

The notebook Aurora carried with her was offer flowing with notes and ideas, but one of the biggest ones she was playing with was wolfsbane.

"And why...Might I ask...Have you taken the impossible route to try and crack this code?" 

"Isn't that the Ravenclaw's ambition? To achieve the impossible?" He smiled, such a young mind so eager to make a difference in the world.

"Rose is asking when you're coming to dinner, but she'll manage to take your graduation party as a get together as well." Aurora smiled at the mention of Otto's wife, the two had gotten along flawlessly.

She reminded the young girl of Mrs.Potter in the instant. "Mr.—" 

"Merlin have you Aurora, we've worked alongside one another for years...Please, please, call me Otto." It felt odd calling the man by his first name, but with the stern look did he manage to get it through her head that it was proper.

They were more than just co-workers now, friends of the family even.

He dropped her off at home, saying hello to her father and taking the blame for keeping her well past the normal time a young gal like her should be out. But the ever living smile on her face was just too pure for Orion to allow Walburga any negative sayings.

They allowed her the freedom, a reward for a flawless Hogwarts career. 

Her ability to woo Rabastan, as well as her preemptive accomplishments in the potion world.

Everyone was in her grasp on this side, but it still stung to hear Sirius' indiscretion. It led her further into a pit of uncertainty, those in the Order would look at her worse now considering he made it very public that her own brother didn't trust her...Her flesh and blood.

Shaking off that thought did she see the textbook glowing ever so brightly, out of anger did she rip it open and glare at the words in front of her. Nothing but an apology and a redirect as to why he had gone to Dumbledore, he could've simply said is lesser words that he didn't want her in danger.

That's what Remus had said, but being the petty Black daughter she is...She looked off to the clock and wrote: Read 9:17.

This was acknowledging that she's seen it but didn't dignify a response. Her anger was far too demanding to be taken out in writing...

Luckily she didn't have to wait long, two days later she was called once again. Though this was at night, a bit of a hazard but never the less she managed. Those nights she and Sirius escaped to visit Mrs.Potter was perfect practice now, although she had a higher range when using Salem to job to supporting structures and roof stops.

When out of her parents locked apperenting charm, she hurried to the given apartment complex. Knowing the area just a bit was she able to walk into the building and up the elevator, almost feeling like a muggle. Though seeing Alice in the lobby had been a treat she didn't realize she needed.

The pixie-haired Gryffindor smiled softly and extended her arms out for a knowing hug. Although she was older than Aurora, Lily's words laid a bit of guilt to Alice Longbottom.

"It's good to have you Aurora." 

"Pretty sure you're the only one to think Alice...How have you been?" The small talk continued until the two managed into the apartment. Luckily it had been others Aurora hadn't properly met, although they were adamant about sharing their names.

However it had been the twins that made Ms.Black feel instantly welcomed.

Gideon and Fabian Prewett.

They were funny, daring. A light that needed to be treasured in a time of war.

"Threw us for a loop girly." One spoke, and she shot either of them a look when they spoke. Already forgetting which one was which, did she smile to their nature of laid back and goofy. However arms had wrapped around her shoulders. The familiar cologne instantly screamed of her brother, and when she turned a bit...His stubble was instantly showing, as well as the bags under his eyes.

"Sirius." 

"Heard: 11:42." She huffed, managing out of his hold and turned to him. "Best be off!" 

"Nice meeting you Rory!" The twins scurried off as they sensed the tension brewing. But once the two Black siblings looked directly to one another, it wasn't long before Sirius sighed.

"Rory I didn't mean it like that...I just don't want you in any risk for—" 

"It's either I do this, and give myself to the cause. Or I've given myself up to the Dark Lord. Siri...I can't live with myself if I do it." She struggled, and he shook his head.

"I won't help you with this...This is—" 

"I'm not asking for your blood help. I'm giving you mine, they're initiating our generation of death eaters in eight days. Do you know what that means? Everyone they have captured within an alluded amount of time is going to die." The stress mirrored in the carbon copied iris of their lineage.

But he closed his in defeat...Would he really not help her? His own sister?

"Rory, please." She shook her head. "I honestly don't care if you don't trust me at this point Sirius. You left, you're free." She spoke, gritting her teeth as she went off into a different direction.

Which just so happened to be where Lily and James had entered the small flat in.

"RORY!" James cheered, tackling his little sister with a hug, how could this not be her true sibling's reaction? But throughout his constant babbling, Lily's hand stopped his rambling as she simply lifted up her hand.

Where an engagement ring had been placed.

"Oh Jamesie you did it!" Aurora had been instantly uplifted, kissing either of her best friends cheeks in congratulations.

Just then had Remus walked in, a bit ragged around the edges with the full moon approaching so soon. But he managed a smile when seeing Aurora in the room.

However, Sirius' brooding behavior caused him to quickly make his way to his roommate in a consulting offering.

"And?" 

"And nothing. She doesn't care what I think." Remus rolled his eyes, rubbing his achy hands and stretching his knuckles to loosen the tension.

"She does, you know your sister better than anyone Pads. She'll always look for your approval because your her big brother, but something like this...It's one of the lesser evils." He whispered, seeing how Rory was interacting with the rest of the members.

With the sibling dispute ended, the Prewett twins started flirting with Ms.Black so obviously that it had Sirius growl in a fit of rage.

The meeting had gone...Rather well, even though Aurora had been present. And even with Dumbledore's word against Sirius', the rest hadn't been all that willing to give a warm welcome. That was fine with Rory, the problem is that nobody addressed concerns, and if they didn't tell her the questions that they were looking for then how was she suppose to dig deeper?

What if Rabastan and his mates slip up but it was only a hint?

Luckily Alastor had specific questions directed to her, it wasn't enough to give anything away. But it was enough to give her something to hear if anything.

Wanting to get a word in for Remus, meant that she risked her brother getting the chance to talk to her once again. But the werewolf looked like he needed a familiar bit of Salem, and the bit of feminity in her comfort was a blessing.

Until Sirius came over, course her cooling stare settled Padfoot's nerves as her own defiance. "How's Reg?" She scoffed.

"I have to get going...Please take care of yourself Rem." She whispered, hurrying along out without a single glance back. But what really angered Sirius was her lack of response.

"Idiot. Bloody idiot." James spoke, smacking his best mate upside the head. Which was a change of course all things considering? "What did I—" 

"You ask about your brother, who's not standing in front of you how're they're doing...BUT NOT YOUR BLOODY SISTER?!" Sirius had felt the unnecessary anger as he too stormed off.

To a random muggle's bed? Perhaps. But that was how he was dealing with everything lately, the stress of the Order. His siblings, his mates?

It was indeed troubling times.

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Date Posted: 07-03-19

Time: 11:22

Words: 6112

I've managed to divide up the chapters a little more evenly for this book, however this chapter will be one of the longest I plan on posting. In the future, I'll separate the chapters into two parts.

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So, any predicts? I would love to hear them;)