───── A FEW HOURS PASSED, the initial shock of Aerys's revelation gradually subsiding. Laughter and lively conversation filled the room once more, the weight of the past temporarily forgotten. However, as the night wore on, a strange silence descended upon the group and the adults.

Coventina, the silently heiress notices the absence of hers truly , Antares. She had last seen him gazing intently at the fire, lost in thought. A wave of unease washed over her. Where had he gone?

A discreet inquiry revealed that no one had seen him leave. He had simply vanished, as if swallowed by the shadows. A shiver ran down Coventina's spine. Antares, with his enigmatic connection to the Ravens, was capable of incredible feats of magic. But his sudden disappearance felt… deliberate.

A sense of annoyance settled over her. Coventina, her heart pounding, knew she had to find him. Oh how she hate when he made her feel thing she never knew exist.

Coventina, her eyes scanning the room, noticed a sleek black bird taking flight from the depths of the Great Hall. It soared through the air, its silhouette disappearing into the night sky.

A knowing smile touched her lips. Antares. He was playing with her.

She had always known he was a master of illusion, capable of disappearing without a trace. This was not different. It was a challenge, a game. A game they have been playing for a long time. He was testing her, pushing her to find him.

A surge of adrenaline coursed through her veins. This was a game, and she intended to win.

With a determinate glint in her eye, Coventina slips out of the Great Hall, her mind already racing. She knew where to start her search.

Astrology tower.

Coventina moves with a silent grace, her footsteps barely audible on the stone floors. She navigates the familiar corridors of the castle, her senses heightened, searching for any trace of his presence – a lingering scent, a faint whisper of his magic, a flicker of movement in the shadows. As she ascended the winding staircase towards the Astrology Tower, a haunting melody reached her ears, a familiar tune that seemed to echo from within.

Their safe place. The Astrology Tower. The place where they had shared secrets, dreams, and countless hours of stargazing. A place steeped in their shared history, a sanctuary where their bond had deepened. Coventina quickens her pace, her heart pounding in anticipation. She was close. She was not surprise to see him standing over, a smirk on his damn lips. She wanted to punch it – maybe even bite till it bleed.

And there he was, standing by the orrery, his back to her, a mischievous glint in his eye as he gazed out at the star-studded sky. "Well," she sighs, walking towards him. "Looks like someone got bored."

Antares turned, a smirk playing on his lips. "Only the finest view," he replied, his voice a low rumble. "Though I must admit, the company improves it tenfold."

Coventina raised an eyebrow, her voice cool. "Doubtful." She wasn't one for compliments, especially not the overly dramatic ones he tended to favor.
Antares, however, seemed oblivious to her dismissive tone. "Besides," he added, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, "I wanted to see if you could find me."

Coventina felt a blush creeping up her neck, a sensation she quickly suppressed. "And why is that?" she demanded, trying to sound indifferent, though his proximity and the intensity of his gaze were unsettling. Antares grinned, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Because," he whispered, his breath warm against her ear, "I wanted to see if you missed me."

Coventina stiffened. "Missed you?" she echoed, her voice sharp. "We were literally together a few minutes ago and Why would I miss you?"

Antares, ever the hopeless romantic, seemed oblivious to her icy tone. "Because," he insisted, leaning in closer, "I missed you."

Coventina felt a surge of irritation. This was exactly why she kept him at arm's length. His constant displays of affection, his blatant disregard for her boundaries, were infuriating. She was not a delicate flower to be coddled and adored. But then again she felt like a hypocrite because when he is not paying attention to her, she felt angry at him. If the youngest her saw how she is now then the former Coventina would have looked at her older self with disgust and disbelief.

"This is ridiculous," she declare/, stepping back. "You're acting like a lovesick puppy and I am not even surprise anymore."

Antares, however, remained undeterred. "And you," he countered, his voice a low growl, "are acting like you don't enjoy it." He reached out and gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her face. "Don't pretend you don't," he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper. "And I want to take you away from the others. It was boring and quiet
annouing to share you with them."

Coventina felt a shiver down her spine, not from fear, but from a strange, unfamiliar sensation. His touch, his nearness, was unsettlingly familiar, a reminder of a connection she couldn't deny, no matter how hard she tried to resist. She glared at him, her eyes narrowed, but a flicker of something akin to amusement danced in their depths.

"You're impossible," she muttered, but her voice lacked its usual sharpness.
Antares grinned, his eyes sparkling with triumph. "I know," he replied, his voice a low chuckle. "But you love me anyway."

Coventina refuses to acknowledge the truth of his statement, but as she watched him, a mischievous glint returning to her own eyes, she couldn't help but wonder if he might not be entirely wrong. "Stop saying that. Merlin, how id I even put up with you all those years?"

Antares smirkes. "I don't know. Ask Odelia." She frozed. Her grey-green eyes stared into his sterling grey eyes. "You remember my past self?" Her eyes narrowes but she keeps her emotion in check. "Antares. Regulus. Black. Explain."

He looked at her, his expression softening, the playful glint in his eyes replaced by a profound sadness. Gently, he pulled her closer, his hand resting on the small of her back, a comforting presence in the face of this unexpected revelation. "I am sorry for lying to you, for having to keep so many things secret," he confessed, his voice a low rumble. "I swear, it kills me too, as much as it does to you."

Coventina felt a strange mix of emotions – anger, confusion, and a terrifying sense of déjà vu. The name Odelia, the fleeting image of the woman with black and streak of white hair, it all made sense now. He remembered her past life.
Thats why Odelia was so calm when she informed of Antares and Aerys.

They both remembered.

And she, in turn, was starting to remember him too. Fragments of memories, long forgotten, began to surface – a shared laughter, a whispered secret, a passionate embrace beneath a starlit sky. It was as if a veil had been lifted, revealing a forgotten history, a love story that transcended lifetimes.
A shiver ran down her spine, not from fear, but from a strange, unfamiliar sensation – a profound sense of recognition, a deep resonance with this man who stood before her, his eyes filled with a love that spanned lifetimes.
Coventina looked into his eyes, searching for answers, for confirmation.

But all she saw was love, a deep, abiding love that transcended lifetimes. And for the first time, she allowed herself to truly believe it. This wasn't just a game, more than just a playful flirtation. This was a connection that transcended lifetimes, a bond forged in the fires of a forgotten past, a love story that defied the boundaries of time and space.
The weight of this revelation, the realization that their connection ran deeper than she could have ever imagined, left her breathless.

"The desire to grab my dagger and slit your throat is getting stronger." She whispers. "I do not even want to know if Aerys is also aware of everything." She adds. Antares hums, "Well I have a lot of things to tell you, my love. A lot."

Coventina raised an eyebrow, her eyes narrowing. "Such as?"

"Like the rose that I have given you," he said, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "May or may not have been created by myself with a small, just a tiny little part of my soul."

Coventina's eyes widened in alarm. "An Horcrux? Have you lost your mind? I am going to kill you, you imbecile!" she hissed, her hand instinctively reaching for the dagger at her hip.

Antares chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Shh," he soothed, gently running his fingers through her hair. "No, love. It's not an Horcrux. Mine is different."

Coventina stared at him, her mind reeling. "Different how?" she asked, her voice wary. Antares leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. "It's a piece of my soul," he whispered, "bound to you. A tether, if you will. A way to ensure that we are never truly apart, even in death."

Coventina felt a shiver run down her spine, not from fear, but from a strange, unsettling sensation. The implications of his words were staggering. He had bound a piece of his soul to her, creating an unbreakable link between them. A link that transcended lifetimes.
She looked at him, her eyes wide with a mixture of shock and awe. This was madness, pure and simple. Yet, despite her initial fear, a strange sense of peace settled over her. He had bound his soul to hers, a gesture of love so profound, so utterly selfless, that it took her breath away.

For the first time, she truly understood the depth of his love, a love that transcended time and space, a love that had endured for lifetimes. And as she gazed into his eyes, filled with a love so profound it seemed to burn with an inner light, she knew, with a certainty that defied logic, that this was a love worth fighting for, a love worth dying for.

This was their destiny, woven into the very fabric of their souls, a love story for the ages, a testament to the enduring power of love that defied even death itself.

"You are insane, Antares Black." Coventina breathed, her voice husky with a mixture of disbelief and a strange, exhilarating thrill.

He grinned, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Only for you, Coventina Potter." Coventina, despite her initial shock and anger, found herself inexplicably drawn to him. The intensity of his gaze, the raw emotion that radiated from him, it was intoxicating.

Pushing aside her lingering doubts, she placed her hand on the side of his neck, her fingers tracing the familiar contours of his jawline. Then, with a sudden, unexpected surge of emotion, she closed her eyes and pressed her lips to his.
The kiss was a whirlwind – passionate, intense, a culmination of years of unspoken longing, of lifetimes spent searching for each other. It was a taste of eternity, a promise whispered on the wind.

Antares responded with an equal fervor, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her closer. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the intoxicating embrace. "Mine."

This was more than just a kiss. It was a declaration, a promise, a vow of eternal love, a love that had transcended lifetimes, a love that would endure for eternity. As they parted, their breaths mingling, Coventina looked into his eyes, a newfound understanding dawning on her.

Antares didn't wait for a response, his lips crashing down on hers with a fierce urgency. Coventina gasped, startled by the intensity of the kiss. It wasn't just a kiss; it was a declaration, a desperate need, a lifetime of longing finally finding its release. He tasted like starlight and something wild, something ancient. But most of all, he tasted like strawberries, sweet and intoxicating, a flavor that seemed to echo in her very soul.

Coventina, despite her initial shock, found herself responding, her hands instinctively threading through his hair, pulling him closer. This wasn't just a kiss; it was a communion, a merging of souls, a promise whispered on the wind.
As they deepened the kiss, a wave of dizziness washed over her, a sensation of déjà vu so intense, it took her breath away. It felt like she had been waiting for this moment for an eternity, for lifetimes.

Coventina, still keeping the anger ahen she thought he had created an hocrux, decided to keep her words and bit his lower lip till bled. Antares chuckles darkly as he pulled back from the kiss, licking where Coventina had bite. He grins "Dragon roar and breath out fire, my love. They do not bite."

Coventina pants quietly, her face flush, it was not the first time they kissed yet it would always leave a type of excitement and that beautiful in her stomatch. She does not regret bitting his hips. He does deserved it. Using your own soul and magic could be fatal. Antares was not a god. She was not a god. Or so, she thinks they were not.

"I do not wish to ruin this moment, ma déesse but," he lifts up her chin, his eyes locks in her. "The rose is not the only artefact that I have created."

Coventina's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice wary.
Antares leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. "Well," he whispered, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "There is the ring," Coventina glances at the artefact mention. "Your dear Aamon." Her eyes widened. She let out a sigh and sneaks her palm around his neck, making his grin wider. "God, you are absolutely delicious when you are like this." Ignoring the effect of his words, Coventina presses her thumb against his pulse.

"Just three?" She demands.

"Well." Antares raises a brow. "Let say I have another one. But you will not be happy with me when you find out, my love." He humms and chuckles. "Lets just say that just like Tom Riddle, I have a human artefact. A mistake actually."
Coventina's breathes itched. "It can't be."

"Have you already guess who?" Antares gently has taken her palm away from his neck and brings her knuckles to his lips. Coventina feels like she was going to lose her mind. "Dragon." She lowers her eyes. "Dragon. He repeats after her and relock his eyes with hers.

"You really want to die by my hand, Antares." Antares smiles. "Is choking include?" "This is serious,"

"No. It is not. What is serious is you, who has finally kiss me first. You did it first. Not me. You." Coventina really feel like slicing his throat. He just told her that he had a human that he created and he was happy that she kissed him first? "Black." She warns dangerously.

With a groan, Antares nods. "Yes. Dragon." Wanting to be sure, Coventina asks him. "Our dragon?" He nods.

"Yes," he looked at the sky full of stars. "Draco Lucius Malfoy is my creation. A
puppet that I had created before, Silver,
the protector of the sun." Antares was going to die by Coventina's hand tonight.
But he was not going to die without one more kiss.

As Coventina tries to take out her dagger, Antares kissed her again. It was addicting. He wanted her so much. He did not care that he had a human puppet that is now his paternal cousin, the fucker is more interest in his kissing the one he loves. He felt a sharp pain as Coventina had slice a mark on his arm.

"Ouch." He whines. The pain was more like an annoyance. He was bleeding. It did matter when he bled because he did not allow anyonw to ever make him bleed. Anyone but Coventina who was having a mental crisis.

Their mutual cousin was a damn puppet. Did Antares lose his mind?
The fact he was still kissing her was making her a little dizzy. She did not know on what to focus anymore. The fact that she just make Antares bleed? The fact that Draco was not a human? Or the fact that she just heard a THUD near them.

Or maybe it was the fact that her brother who came to check on her just fall unconcious when he suddenly saw his little sister getting kissed by Antares who was bleeding. Coventina, too felt like passing out with all the craziness she has to put out with Antares Black.
It seem that Antares will be her undoing  instead of her being his.

How dramatic.

───── I am so crying! This chapter
is so rush and I probably make it too dramatic. I am so sorry if this chapter barely make any sense. My mind is a mess right nos.

──── Poor Antares who is too in love and delusional while giving Coventina headache. Poor Emrys who saw his sister getting manhandled.

I also change Coventina's fancast and Antares's. Here is all the new characters.