THE SCENE SHIFT TO, Ancestral house of the Black family. The Black family, descendants of a noble house, their mansion a majestic structure, rising tall in the gloomy English countryside.

Its facade is a study in stone, with dark windows and a towering door, as if to ward off all but the most determined visitors. The grounds surround it like a moat, shrouded in mist and secrets, where rumors grow like ivy on ancient walls.

Inside, a grand staircase, as black as midnight, curls upward, leading to the second floor, where a single light flickers, waiting for the Heir.

Once again, the hall was in disbelief, the Black family's manor was so beautiful yet was still no match to the Peverell manor.

"I am still not over, it's beauty." Pandora exclaimed next to Regulus quietly."I know." He whispered.

The other members of the Black were proud of the compliments they were gaining.

Meanwhile two persons were
fuming in jealousy and anger.

Antares Black, a boy of rare beauty and dark mystery. A son of stars and wolves, with a heart of stone and a soul of flame.

The last remnant of an ancient line, his hair as dark brown as ink. His eyes a swirling supernova, where light and darkness sink.

His eyes are deep and solemn, yet full of longing and secrets. His soul, a stormy sea, with emotions churning and wild. He walks with a silent grace, a wolf among the stars. A creature of the night, a son of fire, and an heir of scars.

Yet he was the precious jewel of his family, the son of Lady Black nee Lupin.

Sirius watch his son, he looks just
like his mother except for the eyes.
A small spread on his lips, he was
happy to learn that his son were
treated well.

Alphard nodded proudly
watching his favorite nephew's
son.

"Damn, he is hot." Marlene says bluntly making a certain Lestrange clenched his fist because of jealousy.

"Marlene?"

"Yes?"

"Shut up."

"Brother."

"Yes, Dolphus?"

"It's a fucking kid." Rodolphus
snickers.

Antares walked down the stairs; he made his way to the living room where his mother were waiting for him.

His mother, Remina Black nee Lupin was a stunning woman, with a beauty that seemed to transcend time and space. Her eyes were a deep, dark brown, and they seemed to look straight into one's soul.

Her hair was a rich, dark brown, and it fell in loose waves down her back. Her skin was fair and smooth, with just the slightest hint of freckles across her nose and cheeks. Her smile was warm and genuine, with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

She carried herself with a grace and poise that seemed to come from within her heart, rather than any outward effort. And she was one of the most important women in his life.

Sirius's eyes look on the screen, he
was over the moon. His moony were
well and his son love his mother.

He does wish to be with them but
he could still change the future.

"RAIL ME!"

Sirius glare at Marlene, "Go back to
your future husband!" He growled before hugging Remina's waists.

"Jealousy."

"Antares," His mother's gentle
voice caught his attention. "Yes,
mother?" He walked closer to her.

"I wish for you to remember one thing, no matter the house you get sort in, I will always be with you, okay?" His mother says gently.

"I will be in Slytherin, I have
no doubt, mother." He replied
With his charming smile.

"Hmfp," His mother pouted. "Let's
get ready." She said after a while.

"Whyyyyy?" Sirius whine. "Poor
you." Narcissa smirked.

"My own son betrayed me." He sulked noticing the proud smile on his mother's face which hurt him.

"If I was in Slytherin, would have
you look at me like this?" He thought.

The scene shifts to, Coventina who was standing in front of a wall with Anastacius and Aelora.

Aelora followed Anastacius's gaze to the barrier between platforms Nine and Ten and found herself wondering for her friend's sanity, which was, of course, questionable even under the best of circumstances. "There's nothing there," she said. "It a wall."

Anastacius shook his head and motioned for them to watch a pack of redheads that were standing a few feet in front of them.

The mother, a pudgy woman wearing cheap-looking clothes, was busily trying to line up her sons in front of the barrier. Finally, what looked like the oldest boy took off at a brisk walk towards the wall, only for a herd of muggle tourists to scuttle past, blocking him completely from view. When they had gotten out of the way, he was gone.

Aelora turned her head towards Anastacius, an eyebrow raised in question.

"Come on." He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the barrier.

"Now, just run through it."

"You run through it," Aelora hot back indignantly.

"I said the same thing." Lily muttered shyly as she remembered her first time.

"Really?" Coventina looked at her friends, she was so done.

"I understand her pain."

"What!!"

"Reggie!"

"Me too."

"Moony!"

"Just do it." Coventina ordered.

"Fine," Aelora snapped. She steadied herself, tightened her hold on her luggage, and closed her eyes. She began to walk, slowly at first, before breaking into a quick sprint.

Her body language tensed as she sensed herself coming close to the wall, but she never collided with the hard surface. Instead, she skidded to a halt on her own.

"Told you that you wouldn't hit the wall," her best friend's smug voice announced from behind her.

"Shut up," She rolled her eyes and looked at Coventina who was standing with her book in her hand as always.

"They are so chaotic." Frank state.

"Yes and we are living for it." His Gryffindor girlfriend, Alice says cheerfully.

Near the train, A blonde woman, tall and slim, wearing very nice dark blue robes knelt down and hugged Draco. She was smiling broadly.

"Aunt Cissa, Draco will die if you continue." Antares point at
his cousin. "Oh! I am so sorry, dragon." She chuckled, letting go
of him.

Remina look at her son, Antares Black and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Remember who you are, my son. You are the heir to a noble and ancient line. You are a Black. You are strong, and you are intelligent. You will not be swayed by the opinions of others, and you will not be afraid to fight for what you believe in." She said with a smile.

"Yes, mother." Antares nodded with
a small smile before looking at Draco. "Now, you go!" Narcissa smile brightly.

"Cousins in laws moment."

Walburga smile proudly, it seems that her oldest son's future wife is not that bad after all.

"Go, pup." Sirius grin.

The two boys stood at the edge of the platform, the steam from the steam engine churning the air around them. The train was a beast of its own, all metal and gears and screeching wheels.

The doors of the train were open, and the boys could see the passengers walking through the narrow hallway, some holding suitcases and bags, others talking with their fellow students.

Draco was dressed in a black robe, with a white collar and a black sash around his waist, the perfect example of the pure-blood style. Antares was dressed in the same style, but there was a certain darkness around him,
a shadow that seemed to follow him wherever he went.

Draco looked at Antares, his
eyes flashing with mischief and excitement, "Are you ready for
this, cousin?"

Antares's eyes met his, cold and unwavering, "As ready as I'll ever be, dear cousin." Mischief could be seen in his eyes.

They both stepped on the train, the doors closing behind them. The other students stared at the two of them, some whispering behind their hands, others pointing. But Antares and Draco did not care.

Lucius looks with proud, at his son who was looking like a true Malfoy. While Narcissa were at 'aww' at how cute they were in her way.

"Is nobody got to talk about Remina being literally near James's daughter?"

Remina looks at Peter in surprise, Peter looks at them, he was confused yet full of hope.

"You are right." James nodded.

The screen turned black.