𝟎𝟏𝟑; ᴅᴏʀᴍs


COVENTINA WALKED DOWN, down the winding corridors of Hogwarts, the ancient castle towering above her. She couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the place - the stone walls, the high-ceilinged rooms, the intricate stained-glass windows that let in beams of sunlight, casting prisms of color onto the floor.

It was a place that was a world unto itself, a place where magic thrived.

"I love the way, Hogwarts is described in her way!" Pandora smiled dreamily.

"I agree, little moon." Regulus smile back at her.

As she walked down the stairs to the first floor, she spotted a pair of large, black doors covered in intricate designs.

The doors were crafted from solid oak, and each had a single, solitary lock - no doubt enchanted to prevent intruders from getting inside.

Coventina approached the doors with trepidation.

She placed her hand on the lock and twisted it, feeling the intricate mechanism turn beneath her fingertips.

There was a click as the doors swung open, and Coventina stepped into her dorm.

"I never saw that dorm?" Sirius looks at her friends.

"Neither did I." Remina shrugs.

"I do," James look at his father. "This dorm was Thea Selene Potter's dorm. The former maiden of the Potter and she died centuries ago." Fleamont explains.

"In which family did she marry?" Marlene asks curiously, she was not the type to listen to history, but this one seem interesting.

"She was betrothed to Apollo Leo Black but she unfortunately passed because of a certain person and due to her death, Apollo had cause chaos in the Wizard world, many, many deaths. Then after he killed himself at the loss of his lover." This time, it was Arcturus Black who answered.

Many nods, some were worried about his words, a Black caused many deaths in their world. But those who know the true meaning of love, smiles.

Love can drive someone crazy and if their love for the person is strong enough then they would understand the consequences and still love them.

The room was all black: the walls, the floor, the ceiling, and even the bed. It was like someone had taken a piece of the night sky and brought it indoors.

But it wasn't austere or cold - there were hints of red and green, like the stars and galaxies that littered the night sky.

"So beautiful."

"Damn, the Potter's taste in things surpassed my fashion taste." Barty pouted.

The walls were adorned with intricate tapestries, each representing a different constellation or planetary system.

They were works of art, each one more intricate than the last, and it was clear that Coventina had put a great deal of thought into each one.

"It's really amazing, to be honest." Narcissa smiles.

All those who was fascinate with stars and starry night adore the room. It was amazing.

In the corner of the room stood a small table, its surface etched with a map of the night sky.

Coventina could see the planets in orbit, the stars in their constellations, and the comets as they streaked across the heavens.

It was like a small slice of the heavens, brought to life in a
handful of wood and glass.

The bed was wide and luxurious, it covers a deep shade of red that almost matched the floor.

Coventina walked over to the bed and ran her hands over the soft fabric, smiling at the feel of it against her skin.

"It's not a want..."

"It's a NEED!"

As she stood there, she couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart. She had always loved the stars and the universe, and this room was a testament to that love.

It was a small world of beauty, hidden away in the corner of Hogwarts.

"True."

"Hogwarts have many things hidden." That sentence makes Dumbledore tense.

There were hidden dorms in his School and he did not know? That's not possible!

"Good, I will be away from those idiotic persons." She murmured.

"Tina!" A sigh escapes her lips, "How did you find me?" She asked. "Easy, we never lost you." Aelora smirked.

"It's so pretty! Mine is more about sunshine, you know? Luckily it's not paint yellow." She added.

"Mine, it's theme is Nature." Another voice said, Anastacius entered the conversation. "You have your own dorms too?" Coventina asked.

"Yes, it's had our ancestor's name on it, actually." Aelora nodded.

She was actually confused, she did not think that her ancestors came to Hogwarts let alone was sorted in Gryffindor.

"They are so lucky!" A student squeals.

"Not having parents is lucky?" Lily raise a brow, her words shut the student quickly.

"Damn! You gagged him."

The scene shifts to the Slytherin's common room. Antares stood in front of the common room's door. He sighed as he noticed the group of Slytherin.

"Look, it's the blood traitor." sneered one of the Slytherin students.

"How he can be a blood traitor? Boy is literally in Slytherin!" Lily muttered.

"They are talking about Sirius. His reputation in our timeline have give
his son hard time in the future." James answered calmly.

"Tsk, pureblood Slytherin, I hate many of them." Marle scoffed.

His voice filled with disdain. "Your father deserved what he got. In fact, he should have been executed instead of being sent to Azkaban."

"People need to teach their kids manner!"

"He better not touch my grandson." Walburga said coldly. "You mean, our grandson, right?" Euphemia rolled her eyes.

Antares swallowed hard, trying to keep his cool. He knew he had to stay calm, but it was hard when the insults were flying so quickly. He didn't understand why they had to bring up his father, especially when it wasn't even true. But he also knew that he couldn't let them walk all over him.

"Kick their asses, Black!"

"Miss Evans!"

"Sorry, professor." Lily sweat drops.

One of the boys came from behind and grabbed his arms tightly, which make Antares sighed. "Idiot." Antares grinned and grabbed the boy's arm quickly and twisted it behind his back.

"Careful, would not want you to lose it now, would we?" He mocked.

Another one of the Slytherin went to lay a punch on Antares, who just chuckled at his attempted.

With a powerful wave of his hand,
he summoned a torrent of energy, casting a powerful spell that threw his antagonists across the hall with blinding speed.

Before they could fully process what had happened, Antares had summoned another spell, this one sending them crashing into the opposite wall with a sickening thud.

"So cool!" A Gryffindor grins.

"If only I could see a Slytherin getting beat up in our time." The same student
pouted.

"He is very powerful." Arcturus thought.

As they lay on the ground, stunned and winded, Antares stood over them, his dark eyes flashing with anger and amusement.

"I will not be insulted in this way," he said, his voice powerful and commanding. "My father's innocence will be proven, and I will not allow anyone to besmirch his good name or mine. Do we understand each other?"

Sirius smiled, at least, his son believes in him. "Thanks, you, Remi." He whispers in her ears. "No problem, Siri." She smiles.

There was a silence, and then one of the students nodded meekly, the others quickly following suit.

Antares turned and walked away, his head held high, feeling a sense of fulfillment and happiness. He would stop at nothing to protect his family and his reputation.

"A true Black, indeed." Orion nods, he was proud of his grandson.

"Tsk." Bellatrix rolled her eyes, which gains two glare. One from Narcissa and one from Remina.

Antares Black will stop at nothing
to show those who defy him, their places.

"Which is?"

"On their knees." Every Black answers simultaneously.

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