✧ENGAGEMENT AND A BIT OF MISCHEIF✧

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-Walburga Black-

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It was odd when the two were finally separated into their own bedrooms, it was crucial but also fitting as time for another child came into the mist. Neither of them understood why their mother's stomach was growing out, but that was the last thing on their mind.

Currently Cassiopeia laid awake, pouting out into her large bedroom as she tried every position in an attempt to get some rest, she couldn't sleep without her brother's loud snoring.

So she ventured down the hall of the Noble House of Black, though she simply called it home. Granted the decapitated heads of past House Elves were brutal and frightening to the little witch...it was the only way to her brother's room, though it gave her more fuel for her nightmares.

Opening the door with a settling creep did she hurry to close it and rush to her brother's bed, only to find him sprawled and fastly asleep. She sniffled and took her hand to shake him so very roughly to the point he growled in his sleep.

"Rory?" He questioned out, rising a bit to look around. It was night time still, and he huffed. "I don't want to play." She sniffled again, he was going to be a load of trouble if his parents saw her crying so he attempted to wake himself up one more.

"It's sleep time Rory." She sniffled again and she nodded. "Nightmare." Was all that she responded with, and he yawned. Confused as what she wanted from him, so he smiled and moved his body and aided into pulling her into the bed.

"Sleep time." He spoke, wrapping her into his hold and she was out like a light. He laughed, she knew it was time to sleep but maybe she missed him? It was a long day, he had gone with his father for the day to the Lestrange manner while Rory was with their mum. So he hugged her tighter, cuddling her further.

When their mother woke to get Cassiopeia ready for the day, it was delightful sight to see that she had gone to her brother's bedroom to sleep with him. She had taken her daughter back into the other room to rally her up for the day while Sirius was allowed to sleep for a while more.

It occurred from a younger age where Cassiopeia seemed to be dolled up more than Sirius. Her manner teaching sessions had strained her, making her fingers numb at how many times her mother had hit her in order to place a bit of force.

Those were the worst for Cassi.

She didn't know what she had done, usually she was always a well rounded and sweet girl. But she did not understand why the little toys beside her dinner plate were special. It just didn't click at the age of almost five.

Sirius had the basic idea, but caught it on before his sister. However, Cassi had not a single struggle in reading. The girl adored it as she smiled to her mother and father to say new words, giggling at the story being told.

Cassiopeia had even managed to teach Sirius due to the fact it was a constant. For some odd reason reading never came as a talent to learn first in the Black family household. But it was their little-prized girl that taken the challenge by herself, she wanted Sirius to go on the adventures with her.

But he had decided, even from a young age. That even though he could read, books did not interest him in the same context as Rory found them. So while she taught him this bit, Sirius was tasked with teaching her to dance.

It wasn't that much of a struggle really, however Sirius remembered the harsh words of encouragement that his father laid on him time and time again.

So it was up to him to teach his sister, knowing that if their father raised their voice to little Rory she would burst into tears.

They were keeping secrets from one another.

Sirius found himself alone more often than not, Cassiopeia would be off with a sanctioned tea party as that what she would destined in for the future. So either she found herself doing it with her animals, or her cousins who adored her to bits and pieces.

The next generation of Black was rather bored, so he found himself sneaking up to watch his sister pour an empty cup of tea into her teddy bears mouth before continuing onto the next. He was intrigued, why didn't his sister want to run around and play? She had stolen mummy's shoes and had an odd amount of hairpins stuffed into her long hair.

He pouted and called out from the doorway. "Come on Rory, play hide and seek!" He would cheer, but Rory shook her head. She liked being alone, however ever so often she found herself wanting to run around.

Her mother was praising her for finally learning table manners, even if it did take a while to sink in for her. Rather than beat around the bush, their mother and father had decided to take up another talent for her to continue off with. Piano.

It involved fingers once again, something that Aurora didn't really like when they were decked. And her German instructor was very insightful, polite, but also enraged quite easily.

On top of learning piano, Cassiopeia was learning quite a bit of German which would help when the family would venture to their Germany residence when the children were old enough.

However, it had been a normal day so far. Aurora had taken into Sirius bed due to her recurring nightmare, he was worried but at least she was sleeping a bit with him. Sirius wanted to ask their father what could help Rory sleep, and he was going to after dinner. Yet it seemed like a blinding halt as another baby was born, the one that had caused the swell of their mother's stomach.

Rory was brought in first, in the arms of Narcissa as she peered down to her new baby brother. "Cassiopeia, this is your little brother Regulus," Cissy spoke, and Aurora giggled down to the little baby that looked up to his sister.

Sirius on the other side came hand in hand with his father to look into the cot beside his mother. Who looked to have just woken up from a nap. "Siri look, it's Reggie." Cassi cheered, and Sirius looked up to the surrounding adults and his cousin. Andromeda had picked him up to get a better view and he too smiled.

A boy. A brother.

In that moment Sirius had taken into view of how Rabastan looks to Rodolphus and he looked more than excited. However, what the two didn't realize was that the baby wouldn't be doing much more than cry and scream at certain things. So Cassiopeia took it upon herself to read to the baby, while Sirius would do jokes on their sister in front of the child.

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"Siri no!" Rory yelled after Sirius, he had snatched her book during the time she was away talking to her mother. The boy was frantic to get her attention as she seemed to only be caring for Reg. Sirius didn't understand why, the baby hardly did anything. Even now as he was barely walking along without proper assistance.

"Siri give it back!" He continued to laugh about the house, knowing each and every nook and cranny as there was nothing else to do in the house. The boy managed to slide the book cleanly into the couch before darting off once again, only to be caught by his little sister and there was no book in his hand.

"Where is it?" She growled, trying to sound as demanding as Bella had taught her. But it followed a pout, only making him tickle her further. The burst of laughter was a blessing to the boys ears, he bored and truth be told he adored his sister.

"Siri come on, pleaseeeee. We can play when I'm done with the chapter." Now it was Sirius' turn to pout, but never the less he nodded and ran back to hand the book to her. Only this time their father had come into the room, he had been at working a lot these last few days as the Dark Lord was asking for demands.

"Papa!" Cassiopeia shouted, ditching her book and going to cling to her father's leg. The girl was picked up and kissed on the cheek. "How was your day darling?" She began to babble on and on, and Aurora pointed to Sirius to explain to their father that he had been chasing her.

But their dad was a bit absentminded.

Something had switched in their father, and it was becoming more apparent when Sirius was not abused, not in his father's eyes. But perhaps it steamed from the amount of fire whiskey coursing in his veins. Sirius didn't know what started it, but he had become weary of most of his actions around his father.

His mother's anger didn't manage just yet.

Little did he know his mother's anger was released in Cassiopeia's suffering. It was as though her hands were struggling non stop to keep still due to the fact their mother slapped them on any wrongdoings.

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Date Posted: 01-07-19

Time: 10:42

Words: 1585

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Date: 05-07-19 // Words: 1630

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