ITS BEEN A WHILE SINCE COVENTINA HAD MET THE SLYTHERIN TRIO AND
THE OCEAN EYES BOYS.

"If I didn't know better, Venti, I would have thought that you had a crush on him." Tease
Aelora softly. However the relief in her voice was visinle for Coventina.

"Why would I?" she replies. Her mind running with many thoughts. She bites
her lower lip. Why? Why do many think that she had like Alastor?

Alastor was just...was just so different from others. His eyes reflect the same intense and dark emotion like hers. Yes, he was like him, he reminded her of herself. Alastor understand her pain. Yes, she likes him, in a way that it difficult to describe.

Her head were full of words and spells.
Her eyes observing everything in her
book. Here she was sitting on the golden paint floor, her hair lingering down her face, with a rare genuine smile on her face.

"Quick question, I had the imagination
that the Malfoy are obsessed with green and silver?" A Ravenclaw asks politely.

"The Malfoy yes. The Laskos no." Achilles flashes his boyish grin, making the shy girl blushes.

"O-oh thank you!"

The glimps of sunlight were reflecting through the room yet the black heart of
the Manor was sitting in a place where
no light to reach her. No sunlight, only darkness and shadow, just like her soul.

Her angelic voice were the comfort the pages of a book. Her eyes paying attention to every words and her mind replayed it like a games. A beautiful games. Her mutters calmed the birds and her sweet humming attract the snakes.

Antares chuckles, a deep and low one, his eyes fixed on his current déesse. "Sing me
a song, darling." His tone carried an order and at the same a question.

"Why should I?" She tilts her head. "What do I gain in singing to you hm?" Her lips curled into a mocking smiles.

"You already have everything that is mine." He tells her, his thumb linger on her lower lips. "Everything." The word was cursed.

"Even the truth that I have been dying to find out? The lies that hide behind your pretty face? The danger that you brought
to me? When will I have that truth? You are not giving me everything." Those words were left unsaid no matter how much Coventina wishes she had say it.

Instead of replying back to him, she humms silently, picking a song that she could sing for her beloved. '...All the pretty stars shine for you, ...my love..' Antares places her knuckles in his lips.

Merlin, he doesn't want to lose his girl. Not now, not ever, not even in another life time. It would kill him, burn his very soul to lose her.

It was a sight to behold. Yet again, her existence was banished and her soul long forgotten and in needed to be in
the light. The sun watched what she
does but the stars were millions her secrets. Too many to shows and too many to hide. She was just the mystery of the galaxies. A stars waiting to shine in the dark.

"You are already shines, you are merely too deep in the dark to see your worth, ma déesse éthérée." His words carried too much meaning in his mind.

He wishes he was better at doing things rather than using violence but that who Antares Black is. Antares Black was no pawn but he was a killer. He was born to kill. He was born to creat chaos and brings despair among humans. He was the Fate's favorite tragedy.

( Bad Fate )

He was the darkness, every shadows. He rules the shadows and chants for the monsters. The very moment his soul was create, He had been cursed. His soul was never complete, every little pieces were around the world, around every univers, being worshipped yet fear, such a cruel symphony.

"....Meet me where the falling stars live.
I will wait for you day and night." She whispers, her eyes shines as if the entire universe were being display in it. So mysterious yet ethereal which naturally contained the most dangerous secrets and destrutive stars.

The falling stars, a phenomenon in space that could be seen whenever she looked
up at the night sky. The falling stars were her favorite memory, seeing how the stars fell and shone in the sky as she
sat alone on top of the Astronomy at Hogwarts.

"We seem to have something in common, Heiress Potter." Says Regulus Black, his dark grey eyes loss in Coventina's.

"Oh we sure do, Baby Black."

Regulus groans out a 'James Potter' annoyed and crosses his arms. "Baby Black...I am not a baby."

Her eyes were glazed with stars, it seemed like. Maybe they were a small part of that same phenomenon, the falling stars...

"You seem quiet lost in your book, amica mea stella." The Golden Prince chuckles with the aura of the sunset all around him. "I almost felt, taken up by such a beautiful side. Then again, with our genes," He smiles like the sunshine he was. "We are royalty, are not we?" Muse the Prince.

"God, sunshine, why do you have to be so pretty?" Whisper his lover with an intensity that couldn't be unsee.

"Consider yourself lucky, love."

"Quick question...what is amica mea stella?" Question Mary confuse.

"My darling star." The Prince himself replies.

"Every words that you have utter are one hundred percent right, soles." Her eyes which hides the fallen stars, quickly found itself trapped by the warm of the sunshine. "May I ask the reason of your visit?" She asked, curiousity spiked in her.

"Ouch, my darling, I do not need petty reason to visit you but," He tilted his head, his silky hair covering his right eye. "Father and I have been quiet busy so we haven't been able to start your training." Adds her soles.

"Finally some action." Aerys smiles a little bit too sweet for those who knew her sadistic side.

"Today is the day where you prove your strength to us, little one." The charming smiles was soon replaced by a grin. "Soon blood will be spill and you are to be the one to give everyone the honor of such occasion." The fallen star nods her head.

"I can't wait to see!" Giggles Bellatrix.

"No wonder Lady magic didn't wish to give kids, I would have die from the craziness." Whispers Rodolphus.

On her feet, the books back on the book shell, she walked out of the library, her arms intertwined with her brother's like one eclipse. "Father is awaiting of your presence." Adds the Golden Prince.

"Father could wait for a few more minutes." She smirked. "It will not kill him."

"Wall have ears sister, and Father is an impatient man." Coventina could sense
the teasing her brother's tone. Their
father? Impatient? How horrible.

"I can be very patient, have you not notice that a few people are still alive?" Achilles scoffs.

"Because Thanatos is stopping you." Emrys  shrugs.

"Oh yes, he is."

Soon the fallen star and the sunshine have set their foot into their father's office. Gold, all gold is what Coventina could see. Their family are rich. It was not difficult to know.

"Indeed son, wall have ears." The immortal one could rolls his eyes at his father' words. He had ears everyone, his sister had just learn about it. The fallen star's eyes fell on the several house elves in the room in front of her.

Coventina now remembered that she doesn't know much of her father's house elves. She only knew three or four.

"Introduce yourself." Demand Achilles in a commanding tone. His eyes stills hold warm for his children.

Achilles tilts his head amuses, he sure
does love those future kids of his. His
eyes suddenly went blank as he recall
that he will soon happen. None of them
had a happy childhood. None of them.

Every single one of his golden children have suffered greater than many had.
They saw blood. They knew the scent
of it. They spilled it themselves. Does a
happy ending exist for one of them?

A male house elf, older than the rest, stepped forward with a bow, "Mistress,
I is Mully." "Hellos, misses, I is Dimpsy and I will being taking good care of you!" The house elf bowed deep towards the young Potter Heiress who blinked once in response before turning to the mannext to her.

Coventina turned to the others who was still standing. There were Tummy, Milly, Jumpy and Essy.

Achilles turned to Milly. "Milly, better make sure that Laskos Manor will be ready for a Welcoming Celebration after Yule? We will be having plenty of guests and everything need to be perfect."

Emrys smirks, Merlin his father really love everything to be perfect for his daughters. If he didn't know him so much, he would have passed him as
a saint.

A saint? The devil yes. A saint never.

He was too deep in the darkness.

"Of course, Milly will see it done." The Head Elf bowed once before disappearing to begin preparing
the large manor for the ball.

"A ball?" Commented Coventina curiously.

"It is time for the Heir of the Laskos
and the Lord to be introduce, don't you think?" A smirk formed on Achilles's lips. His back was against the table, his hands on it. His grey eyes darkened as
he looked at his tiny daughter.

Tiny. If he was not her father, Coventina would have probably sent him in Hell.

"Tempus tuae tartareae disciplinae, ne expectes nos in tua disciplina molles esse, parve." The perfect latin surprised his daughter. He had never talk in Latin as in a full sentence toward her.

Needless to say that she was contented that they will not go easy on her.

( Time for your hellish training, do not expect for us to be soft on your training, little one. )

"Yes, father."

The training was endless, sword, dagger, machete, wandless and wordless magic that could surpass the dark magic book's spells. Hand to hand were tiring but it
did her good. After all she never got
proper training. Everything she did
was by instinct. Everything for war.

"Dipsy." Her father called out for the house elf who came back in while holding a silver plate in her tiny arms. Coventina could see the golden outer
of a sword. Thin, yes it was yet it was beautiful. Even the handle was surely made of true gold, its shine like the sun in the morning sky. Emrys smiles at his sister.

Lilia stares at the dagger in amusement. A worthy tradition for every maidens in her family, in her blood. She remembers her first time lifting it up against Abraxas's throat after having the audacity of flirting with her shamlessly.

In the blink of an eyes, Coventina found herself in the yard of the Manor. It was sunny, must have something to do with
that ball of sunshine who was petting her unicorn in the back of the yard.

"Aurelius will help you in swordmanship
I will help you to control your magic and abilities while your brother will teach the history of our houses and bloodline." Said Achilles firmly, leans against a big tree. His eyes narrowed at Aurelius who seem pretty amuse of watching Aelora playing with the Unicorn, Achilles gave her.

"Wait you really have a Unicorn?" Remina was baffled by the animal. Such unique and ethereal animal was known to have not exist in the muggle world so seeing one so freely was...surprising.

"Of course."

"Alright, so does that mean while I train, older brother will talk about history at the same time?" She asks quiet curious then again she was a bit like her mama/papa.

"Yes."

"I will be watching, though I might leave soon for an urgent matter." He adds with
a sighs. He cupped his daughter's cheek
who frown in answer. Emrys snickered,
Merlin why give him a cute but responsible sister? He wishes that she had grow up with them. She would have been spoiled, a real spoiled princess. He had no doubt.

Aurelius hummed at those words. He hates that his sunshine was right. Aurelius Rosier does not wish. Aurelius Rosier does not feel remorse or petty emotion yet he wishes that he has been able to get Coventina away from there.

Grey eyes met grey-green's. The father smiled at his daughter and the daughter grinned like a cat. "Injured your brother
in law greatly, filia. It shall be his precious welcoming gift." Aurelius sneered at the mockery in his father in law's tone.

Without wasting time, Aurelius took out
his silver sword, it was a beautiful sword. He walked in the middle of the field with a smirk on his face. "We can train everywhere, you can also run in the forest."

"Run?" Coventina found the idea of her running amusing. Her eyes scanned the area as she picked up her sword. "How about you stop talking and start it
already? You are more charming when your mouth is shut." Achilles coughs to cover up his laugher.

Sirius threw his head back laughing like a crazy man. His goddaughter clearly knows how to roast someone or at least shut them up.

How he agree with his daughter. Did his sweet son have no taste? Being single would be so much better for all of his children.

Anastacius raises an eye brow, his mouth presses firmly to not snickers. Emrys's hair was covering his right eye, his teeth clenching on his lower lip amusingly.

A tugged on his sleeves took him out of his childish thought. His eyes found Aelora's. "Can I watch Venti train with you?" she asked with an unsure tone. Achilles could see that if he says 'no' she would simply nods and walk away with a smile ( which he knew would be fake ) then again why would he stop them from doing anything?

If they burn down the Wizard World,
he would clap his hands and praise all
of them for it. They can have and do whatever they want (except for a lover) that he was sure.

James nods, he would totally do the same.

So would Sirius.

"Of course, little ball of sunshine." A grin broke over Aelora's pretty face. Her black hair were loose over her back
in a curly way. Her hazel eyes shining brighter than any fire Emrys have ever seen. "Thank you, daddy!" She clapped her hands and drag Anastacius─who was looking bored with a book in his hand.

Before he could complain, the slash of two swords could be heard. Achilles was not dumb, the only reason he allowed his sweet daughter to fight against Aurelius for her training was because he knew and saw how good she was at sword─ manship.

"Yet not as good as me." Aurelius's smug reply taunting Coventina greatly. "I beated you." Coventina reminded him. "Later, not at that time." Aurelius smirks.

"I will wipe that smirk off your face one day."

Coventina's golden sword gleamed in the sunlight as she slashed at Aurelius in a fierce battle stance. Her movements were precise and quick, and she was clearly determined to win.

Coventina and Aurelius continued their grueling training, their swords clashing and the sound of metal on metal filling the air. Coventina's golden sword was sharp and deadly, while Aurelius' silver sword was agile and quick. They moved as one, their blades interlocked in a deadly dance.

Eyes following every movement as the dances of the swords start with amazing move. Some couldn't even keep up at the speed and some were too engrossed in it.

At the same moment, the former generation understands that they are no match against the future generation whose veins and being constantly called foe blood.

Coventina was both fighting while listen
to Emrys telling her the history of her ancestors. She had to admit that it was difficult. Aurelius was faster and more devoted to swordmanship than her.

"─Now the sword that you are holding
have been creating hundreds years ago
by the Heavenly Heirs. The four Heirs
were four enemies that fought against
each other. They were almost like the Founders of Hogwarts─" Emrys walked
around, his hands in his pocket while he
continued.

"Oh!" Alice clappes her hands excitedly. "I remember hearing about their story! The four unstoppable!"

Many Heirs and Heiresses have heard about them. Their story was a legend.

Coventina and Aurelius movements were precise and calculated, their eyes fixed
on each other as they battled. The sweat poured from their brows and their lungs burned as they fought, but they didn't
show any signs of weakness─even though Coventina was having difficult.

"Except that they were cursed the moment of their births. Four siblings, four Heirs and four tragedy. The
eldest, Asterope Alopaeus, the second Aegaeon Alopaeus, the third was named Chione Alopaeus then come the little youngest of the four, the fallen one Cyra Alopaeus."  He continued, the history was getting interesting but Coventina didn't know what connection they had with her sword even though it had been created by them.

they were cursed the moment of their births. Four siblings, four Heirs and four tragedy. The eldest, Asterope Alopaeus, the second Aegaeon Alopaeus, the third was named Chione Alopaeus then come the little youngest of the four, the fallen one Cyra Alopaeus.

Those words keep ringing in Coventina's head. Those four tragedy had marked their stories in the Wizard World. Rumors said that they had protected the World yet the story resumed that they had been cruel enough to ruled the World and everything in it. Their names were written in stone.

Asterope, the Darkest Star, Aegaeon, the Enforcer, Chione, the silver Queen, and the little one Cyra, the golden savior. It was said that when they were born, the world hold its breath.

The livings things had bow and kneels toward their rulers. Every Realms had
given free will to them, and then they
were cursed. Some says that they will reincarnate to rule every Realms as they have done before. Many wishes that those were only some childish story created by a drunk old man.

Coventina was fast and nimble, using
her sword's speed and agility to out maneuver Aurelius. She thrust and parried, each move calculated and deliberate. Aurelius was strong and steady, using his silver sword to block and counter-attack.

"Answer to those question, Multum magna luna. What is the meaning of their names in Ancient Greek?" Asked her brother.

"A-Asterope means 'lightning' and 'Starry faced'," She humms dodging a slash from Aurelius. "Alopaeus means 'fox'? Its also from Russian! Aegaeon must mean 'stormy' Chione is the daughter a God! And her name means Ice? Or snow and well Cyra means Sun, the male version name is Cyrus." it was getting more difficult for her to dodge the attacked of Aurelius.

Euphemia was amaze by her grandaughter'
knowdledge in many languages. She is proud of her.

"Good." Emrys nods. "The swords was created by the four Heavenly Heirs yet
only our bloodline can carry it. Nobody else." Achilles said in his turn firmly.

It was the truth. It was one of the many reasons to why many Houses envy the Laskos. Many would sent their daughters and sons to them just to have the ability that they had.

Coventina's sword moved with a fluid grace, while Aurelius' silver blade slashed and stabbed with a brutality
that belied its beauty. So that it? Such beautiful sword were only carried by
her bloodline.

The Heavenly Heirs were the darker side of the Wizard World. They were ruthless and merciless, no Dark Lords could ever dare to compare to their reign.

Antares tilts his head amuse, no Dark Lords could even be mention. Their were no comparison. The Heavenly were the very being of an endless soul and pure magic. Blessed by Lady Magic and cursed by the Fates.

And in the end, Aurelius won and Coventina lost. What Coventina had
learn is to not sass Aurelius about
hisfashion and hair. Needless to say
that her father was serious about the
training being hell yet it didn't hurt much. Also, she have been engrossed
about the very story of thr Heavenly Heirs.