"AAARRGGHH! NOOO!"

"Fucking hell!" Sirius grips his hand over his heartbeat in agape.

"Old man." Antares rolled his eyes.

Coventina woke as suddenly as though she'd been hit in the face. Disoriented in the total darkness, she fumbled with his hangings, she grabbed her invisible cloack and walked toward the boys form. The cries had came from Ron Weasley.

Is some hours for sleep too much to ask?

"Yes."

"It seem so."

She watched ovements around her, and Seamus Finnigan's voice from the other side of the room: "What's going on?"

Coventina watched the dormitory door slam. Dean Thomas lit his lamp Weasley was sitting up in bed, the hangings torn from one side, a look
of utmost terror on his face.

"Black! Sirius Black! With a knife!"

"What?" James asks.

"Sirius, you are traumatising kids!" Marlene laughs.

"Should have stab him." Aelora smiles sweetly.

Draco shivers.

"What?"

"Here! Just now! Slashed the curtains! Woke me up!"

"You sure you weren't dreaming, Ron?" said Dean.

"Look at the curtains! I tell you, he was here!"

Coventina watched as they scrambled out of bed; Dean reached the dormitory door first, and they sprinted back down the staircase. Doors opened behind them, and sleepy voices called after them. "Who shouted?" "What're you doing?"

"Poor children, don't they ever live in piece?"

The common room was lit with the glow of the dying fire, still littered with the debris from the party. It was deserted. "Are you sure you weren't dreaming, Ron?"

"I'm telling you, I saw him!"

"What's all the noise?"

"Professor McGonagall told us to go
to bed!"

"Future me, did." Professor McGonagall nods.

A few of the girls had come down their staircase, pulling or, dressing gowns and yawning. Boys, too, were reappearing. Coventina rolled her eyes and went to a small place to take off her cloack and followed the sleepy girls.

Anastacius looked at her, "Aelora?" She asked her brother. "Sleeping." He shook his head. "Only her can sleep with a cries like that." He added.

"So true."

"Hey!"

"What? It's the truth. The world could end and you would be sleeping under all those pillows." Draco rolls his eyes.

"Comfy." Aelora giggles at the thought
of thousand of pillows.

"Excellent, are we carrying on?" said Fred Weasley brightly. "Everyone back upstairs!" said Percy, hurrying into the common room and pinning his Head Boy badge to his pajamas as he spoke.

"Perce- Sirius Black!" said Ron faintly. "In our dormitory! With a knife! Woke me up!"

Coventina's narrowed, "Black- Sirius Black? How curious, he came to the lions's den yet not to the snake?" She mused.

Sirius looks at his son nervously, he didn't want to be a bad father. He already went through that himself.

Noticing his stare, Antares brushed it
off without any problem.

The common room went very still.
"Nonsense!" said Percy, looking startled. "You had too much to eat, Ron- had a nightmare-" "I'm telling you-"

"Now, really, enough's enough!"
Professor McGonagall was back. She slammed the portrait behind her as
she entered the common room and stared furiously around.

"I am delighted that Gryffindor won
the match, but this is getting ridiculous! Percy, I expected better
of you!" "I certainly didn't authorize this Professor!" said Percy, puffing himself up indignantly. "I was just telling them all to get back to bed! My brother Ron here had a nightmare-"

"IT WASN'T A NIGHTMARE!" Weasley yelled. "PROFESSOR, I WOKE UP, AND SIRIUS BLACK WAS STANDING OVER ME, HOLDING A KNIFE!"

"Low down your voice, Weasley!" Coventina hissed at him, covering
her ears.

"Tch, just cut out his tongue." Achilles muttered.

"Achilles." James narrows his eyes
at him, his tone hold a warning.

Achilles shrinks, crossing his arms.

"S-sorry." He said reculantly.

Professor McGonagall let out a sigh before looking at Weasley. "Don't be ridiculous, Weasley, how could he possibly have gotten through the portrait hole?"

"Ask him!" said Ron, pointing a shaking finger at the back of Sir Cadogan's picture. "Ask him if he saw-" Glaring suspiciously at Ron, Professor McGonagall pushed the Portrait back open and went outside.

The whole common room listened with bated breath. "Sir Cadogan, did you just let a man enter Gryffindor Tower?"

"Certainly, good lady!" cried Sir Cadogan.

Alphard spats his wine. "For Merlin's balls, that portrait deserve a reward
for being the most annoying thing that exist."

"Grand-uncle, that reward is more suitable for Draco." Antares grins.

"Oh shut up!"

There was a stunned silence, both inside and outside the common room. Coventina snickers silently, the way the portrait said it was like he was stating the most obvious thing that ever exist.

"You-you did?" said Professor McGonagall. "But-but the password!"

"Someone gave it to him, perhaps." Regulus hums.

"He had 'em!" said Sir Cadogan proudly. "Had the whole week's, my lady! Read 'em off a little piece of paper!" Professor McGonagall pulled herself back through the portrait hole to face the stunned crowd. She was white as chalk.

"Which person," she said, her voice shaking, "which abysmally foolish
person wrote down this week's passwords and left them lying around?"

There was utter silence, broken by the smallest of terrified squeaks. Neville Longbottom, trembling from head to fluffy slippered toes, raised his hand slowly into the air.

"Aww..." Alice pouts at her baby boy's nervousness.

Franks smiles, stealing a kiss on Alice's cheek as he ignore his mother.

No one in Gryffindor Tower slept that night. They knew that the castle was being searched again, and the whole House stayed awake in the common room, waiting to hear whether
Black had been caught. Professor McGonagall came back at dawn, to
tell them that he had again escaped.

Throughout the day, everywhere
they went they saw signs of tighter security; Professor Flitwick could
be seen teaching the front doors to recognize a large picture of Sirius Black; Filch was suddenly bustling up and down the corridors, boarding up everything from tiny cracks in the walls to mouse holes. Sir Cadogan
had been fired.

His portrait had been taken back
to its lonely landing on the seventh floor, and the Fat Lady was back. She had been expertly restored, but was still extremely nervous, and had agreed to return to her job only on condition that she was given extra protection.

A bunch of surly security trolls had been hired to guard her. They paced the corridor in a menacing group, talking in grunts and comparing the size of their clubs.

Meanwhile Coventina had wrote to her father and brother about the accident that happened at Hogwart and much to her delight, her father didn't waste time writing another letter for her and sent one of the most luxurious chocolate.

"As we should." Emrys smiles happily.

Naturally Coventina is the favorite of the family. She is his true blood sister. Not only that but Coventina was just the only one than his lover that could make him feel happy, safe and extreme peace.
Emrys wil give her everything she could ever ask for.

The scene shift to the Slytherin dorm, the chamber of Antares Black which was in the company of Draco Malfoy and Delphina Lestrange.

"Damn your chamber us really fit for
a King."

"The chamber originally belonged to Apollo Black," A ravenclaw said.

"We know, but is there any book of his love story with Selene?" A girl from Hufflepuff asked cheerfully.

"Yes! There are many!"

Aerys's eyes widens and looks at Antares who looks back at her. "There are books?!" She hissed under her breaths.

"Fucking disgusting." Antares cursed as well.

"Something wrong?" Coventina asks curiously. She notices that Antares
was against the love story between his ancestor and hers.

"No─" "I thought you would stop lying to me?"

Antares sighs and nods. "Fine, I hate fake things that why I am annoyed
and disgust."

"What's fake about our ancestors?" She asked, sitting up straight.

"Every fucking thing." He caresses her cheek tenderly. His lips on her forehead gently. He knew how to appease her her.

"Hm."

"This is crazy." Draco groaned, bumping his head on the pillow repeatively. He bite hia lower lip
with an exasperate sigh that left his mouth.

"I know right─"

"Why the hell would my dad ask for
an engagement between me and that brat?! Astoria seriously?! Kill me!" Draco whined. He missed the annoyed
glint in Antares's eyes, just one more word and Draco might just die.

"I know my sister can be a brat sometimes but mind your words!" Daphne glares at Draco.

"Hmfp."

"Why─" Antares slappes his book over Draco's head with a cold glare. "Shut it for a while, cousin. You are not the only one who have to be stuck with a spoiled brat for a while." He gritted his teeth.

Cobentina rolled her eyes.

"For a while?"

"For a while?"

His cousins asked simultaneously, their eyes shining with curiousity. Naturally, Antares was not going to stay with a girl that would waste his time. But for now he will allow his grandmother to play cupid.

"AH 'Play cupid'?" Alphard snickers. "It never end well."

Regulus and Sirius norts, silently agreeing with their uncle.

Walburga glares at them.

"Do you really think that I will
marry that girl?" Draco and Delphina flinched. The disdain in Antares's tone was totally different from the other time when he was angry.

"Neither way, she is not worth
my time." He added, the disdain disapperead as Delphina questioned him.

"Nobody is ever worth your time." Theo rolled his eyes.

"That's a lie."

"But Coventina is?" He narrowed his eyes, amuse by the question. "She is worth of everything." He answered
with pure delight.

"S-I-M-P."

"Allow me to commit murder." James shakes his head even though he-too wish to commit murder.

"Maybe, great aunt Walburga could engage you and her then?" Draco looked up at his cousin while he played with his ring.

"No." Cold was his tone now.

"Ugg! Why?!" Delphina whined, it would have been easy then instead
of watching both, Coventina arguing with Antares and Antares being a complete fool for her.

"We both know that you love it." Aurelius looked at Delphina.

"Hell yeah I do!"

"That's the spirit." Dorcas smirks.

"Because I do not want to. It's simple isn't it? No need to make it hard to understand, Delphina. You are smarter than that." The insult and praise was frustrating.

"Neither way there are things more important than your love life, Dray." He added.

"BURN."

"He is pratically roasting everyone." Remina chuckles.

"Why are you insulting everyone today?" Draco groaned, it was the twenty seven insults and the day just started. Was getting engage to someone so bad to Antares? Maybe.

"I never heard Antares insult Coventina actually." Aelora tilts her head.

Coventina frowns, there are time where Antares had called her stupid but it was because she placed herself at risk.

"Because your face is enough to ruin my day." Twenty eight insults now. A scoff left Draco as he cuddled Delphina who relax.

"Poor you." Bellatrix smirks.

"Bella." Narcissa glares at her.

"Is the more important subject about
a certain man that sneaked in the Gryffindor's common dorm?" Delphina catched Draco's attention. "Seriously?"

"No, Siriusly." Antares rolled his eyes.

"THAT'S MY SON!"

"Who will be the one carrying him for nine months?" Remina looked at Sirius.

"You..."

"Whatever, mister 'I am missing my lioness and strawberries boy' tsk." Draco mocked

"At least I have someone to miss."

"Ouch─no wait!" Draco frowned. "I do have someone to miss!" Antares raised a brow acting impressed.

"Oh my? Really?" Delphina held back her laugher at the mimic voice of Antares. "Yes." Draco crossed his arms.

"Please don't say my name, don't say
my fucking names!"

"Aurelius."

Aurelius groaned.

"Ah─" Antares ran his hand through his hair. "Ce connard n'envoie même plus de lettres." The french language rolled so easily on Antares's tongue that it sent shivers down Delphina's spine.

"What did he say?" Aelora asks Coventina.

"That asholle doesn't even send letter anymore." Coventina translate.

"He must be busy with his lover bird." He added in english. "Who is his lover though? You never told us, Antares." A spark of curiosity rose in Delphina.

"I can't tell you his indentity but I can just say that he is very special." He shrugged.

"Hm, whatever! We have class with Snape soon so let's get ready, I do not wish to hear his complain today." Draco stood up.

"He is right."

"Fine."

Soon the scene change again to the
Ice Princess Gryffindor, Coventina reading her book while hearing Granger gasping in disbelief. Her hair were still down as she brushed it in the early morning.

"Like I always said, your hair is one of the most beautiful thing I love." Antares whispers.

"I know."

"I can't believe I missed Cheering Charms! And I bet they come up in our exams; Professor Flitwick hinted they might!"

It was quiet weird to hear something like this out of Granger's mouth but Coventina was sure that she was hiding something.

Barty yawns.

"Tired?" Evan asks.

"Yes." Barty Jr replies.

"We will have a break soon." Thanatos says. Buy he did reveal when was 'soon'.

Together they climbed the ladder into the dim, stifling tower room. Glowing on every little table was a crystal ball full of pearly white mist. Neville, Ron, and Hermione sat down together at the same rickety table while Coventina, Aelora and Anastacius were next to them.

"I thought we weren't starting crystal balls until next term," Weasley muttered, loid enough for Aelora to hear while casting a wary eye around
for Professor Trelawney, in case she
was lurking nearby.

"Weasley is kind of right." Aelora pouted.

"Don't complain, this means we've finished palmistry," Coventina muttered back. "I was getting sick of her flinching every time she looked at my hands."

"She is more dramatic than Sirius!" Alice states.

"What?! Nobody is more dramatic than me! My whole existence was make dramatically!" Feeling offended, Sirius crossed his arms while sulking.

"Sorry, Siri." Alice says softly.

"She is just teasing you." James smiles.

"Good day to you!" said the familiar, misty voice, and Professor Trelawney made her usual dramatic entrance out of the shadows. Parvati and Lavender quivered with excitement, their faces lit by the milky glow of their crystal ball.

"I have decided to introduce the crystal ball a little earlier than I had planned," said Professor Trelawney, sitting with her back to the fire and gazing around. "The fates have informed me that your examination in June will concern the Orb, and I
am anxious to give you sufficient practice." Granger snorted.

"Well, honestly... 'the fates have informed her' who sets the exam? She
does! What an amazing prediction!" she said, not troubling to keep her voice low. Weasley choked back laughs. It was hard to tell whether Professor Trelawney had heard them as her face was hidden in shadow. She continued, however, as though she
had not.

"Damn she is getting angry nowadays."

"Imagine a Hufflepuff losing patience."

Many shivers.

"Crystal gazing is a particularly refined art," she said dreamily. "I do not expect any of you to See when first you peer into the Orb's infinite depths. We shall start by practicing relaxing the conscious mind and external eyes."

Aelora raised a brow as Weasley began to snigger uncontrollably and had to stuff his fist in his mouth to stifle the noise- "so as to clear the Inner Eye and the superconscious. Perhaps, if we are lucky, some of you will see before the end of the class."

Weasley kept breaking into silent giggles and Granger kept tutting. "S-seen a-anything yet?" Neville asked them after a quarter of an hour's quiet crystal gazing.

"Yeah, there's a burn on this table," said Ron, pointing. "Someone's spilled their candle." "This is such a waste of time," Granger hissed. "I could be practicing something useful. I could be catching up on Cheering Charms-"

"I hate what I am about to say but Granger is right." Anastacius looked at the crystal with nothing but annoyance. "This is a waste of time."

"You both plus Coventina are smartass." Aelora pouts.

"You are smart too." Emrys tells her.

Aelora smiles brightly at the praise.

Professor Trelawney rustled past. "Would anyone like me to help them interpret the shadowy portents within their Orb?" she murmured over the clinking of her bangles. "I don't need help," Weasley whispered. "It's obvious what this means.

"There's going to be loads of fog tonight." Both Aelora and Granger burst out laughing. "Now, really!" said Professor Trelawney as everyone's heads turned in their direction. Parvati and Lavender
were looking scandalized. "You
are disturbing the clairvoyant vibrations!" She approached their table and peered into Coventina's crystal ball.

She covered her ears knowing what was coming. She was sure she knew what was coming-"There is something here!" Professor Trelawney whispered, lowering her face to the ball, so that it was reflected twice in her huge glasses. "Something moving... but what is it?"

"Here we go."

Achilles let out a sigh. "This is stupid, just give me my baby daughters, sons and wife and left this damn world. Hades will be kind enough to share his Cerberus to crush this damn Wizard World."

Thanatos rolled his eyes. "Two sadistic men and their nature sunshine wife─ how unfortunate."

Coventina was prepared to bet everything she owned, Including her Firebolt, that it wasn't good news, whatever it was. And sure enough, "My dear." Professor Trelawney breathed, gazing up at Coventina. "It is here, plainer than ever before... my dear, stalking toward you, growing ever closer... the Gr-"

"Oh, for goodness' sake!" said Granger loudly. "Not that ridiculous Grim again!"

"Go Granger!"

"I actually like her temper." Andromeda smiles.

For the first time in her life, Coventina felt grateful toward Granger for the outburst.

Professor Trelawney raised her enormous eyes to Granger's face. Parvati whispered something to Lavender, and they both glared at Granger too.

"Imagine Lavender, Parvati and Pansy in a room together." Theodore places his finger under his chin.

"Morgana would be rolling in his grave.

"Those two can't get more stupid can they?" Aelora glared at Lavander. She disliked the girl.

Professor Trelawney stood up, surveying Hermione with unmistakable anger. "I am sorry to say that from the moment you have arrived in this class my dear, it has been apparent that you do not have what the noble art of Divination requires. Indeed, I don't remember ever meeting a student whose mind was so hopelessly mundane."

"And you lack of brain but nobody is making a scene." Students gasped at Coventina's words. It was the truth and the lions couldn't help the snickers.

"My second favorite kid in the future." Rabastan grins.

"Who is first?" Marlene asks him.

"Our daughter."

She smiles.

"You-!"

Then "Fine!" said Granger suddenly, getting up and cramming Unfogging the Future back into her bag. "Fine!" she repeated, swinging the bag over her shoulder and almost knocking Weasley off his chair. "I give up! I'm leaving!"

And to the whole class's amazement, Granger strode over to the trapdoor, kicked it open, and climbed down the ladder out of sight. It took a few minutes for the class to settle down again. Professor Trelawney seemed to have forgotten all about the Grim. She turned abruptly from Coventina's table, breathing rather heavily as she tugged her gauzy shawl more closely to her.

Lily frown, her eyes had terror. "That's not a way to speak to a professor." She whispers.

"Ooooo!" said Lavender suddenly, making everyone start. "Ooooo,
Professor Trelawney, I've just remembered! You saw her leaving, didn't you? Didn't you, Professor? 'Around Easter, one of our number will leave us forever!' You said it ages ago, Professor!"

Professor Trelawney gave her a dewy smile. "Yes, my dear, I did indeed know that Miss Granger would be leaving us. One hopes, however, that one might have mistaken the Signs.... The Inner Eye can be a burden, you know..."

Lavender and Parvati looked deeply impressed, and moved over so that
Professor Trelawney could join their table instead.

"Dumb."

"Dumber than─"

"Please, I am quiet dumb but they are worser than a pig! Don't they use their brain?!" Aelora was frustrate. She woke up too early and now she had to deal with some imbecile.

Rule number three: Never wake Aelora early in the morning.

"I shall keep that in mind." Achilles nods.

"We all do." Anastacius whispers.

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Which one is prettier?

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