With the war now being over it meant any protections could be taken down. In specifically our house invisibility spell could be removed
I walked along the field as we approached the ranch, preparing ourselves to take it down. Whilst Sirius and I lead in front, mum and Reggie wandered in the back. The two of them following us whilst glancing at the tranquil environment
"We're here" Sirius says as we pause. The unnoticeable marking in the ground, notifying us
He raised his arms as I followed in motion, the two of us heightening our wands with our grips tightening. We muttered the incantation with the wall falling. Soon enough the farm house was in view as the two stared at the buildings
Meanwhile Sirius had changed into his dog form, letting out a loud bark which echoed across the landscape. Moments later I hear a resounding bark as it came closer. I grinned as the neck second I was tackled to the ground by Orion who had his tail winding like a propeller. At the same time he was leaving his slobbery kisses all over my faces
"Orion" I groan out as his weight balances on my stomach. He annoyingly then lays down, pushing his weight definitely on my stomach
"Who's this" my mother's voice question
"Orion, her dog" Sirius says as both I and him can see the rigidness in both adults "Don't worry about the name, you'll get used to it soon enough"
I managed to push the dog off me as we then lead them on a tour. We went all across the house, giving them the spare bedrooms as well whilst we continued. Embarrassingly I was forced to show my small studio. It truly was easier showing friends your art then your parent
"These are amazing sweetheart" Mum comments as she delicately flicks through the books. Meanwhile Reggie explores the canvas and wall art. His eyes trailing along each detail
"What's this" He mutters, pulling out a canvas. I hold my breath as I see the portrait I did with the three of them in it. My mum in the middle as the two by her sides
"Art" I mumble, choosing to walk out the room as I leave them there. My legs wander downstairs where I then find a small little bar of chocolate in the kitchen where I began to eat
I could get used to this
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(A/N)
Short and shit chapter but yeah
Had to have something here so I could officially end on 155
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Ophelia || Harry Potter
Fanfiction[BEING GRADUALLY REWRITTEN INTO THIRD PERSON] "The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance" - Aristotle What if this inward significance was being able to create a piece moments before it happen...
