Accalia Hope Lupin-Black (Or Black-Lupin) Daughter of Cassandra Lupin and Regulus Black. Has her mum's joy but with her dad's anger. As kindhearted as her mum, but as cunning as her dad. Her dad's loyalty, and her mum's short-temper. Her dad's arti...
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❝𝐆𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐦𝐞, 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲? ❞
─────𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤
sorry for the long chapter. i combined up to two chapters of the explaining so it's kinda long :/
"𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗕𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗯𝗲𝗮𝗸?" Harry asked as they walked back out of the forest. They had walked deeper into the forest and once they let go of the rope, Buckbeak started off on its own, deeper into the forest.
"What do you mean?" Accalia hummed, trying to ignore the buzzing in her head.
"I don't know...You just committed, probably a very big crime to save him."
She shrugged and kicked a rock. "Felt guilty I guess. Don't know."
"Guilty?" Harry looked at her confused, "What do you have to feel guilty about?"
Draco, she thought. Feeling like he could be better but know he won't.
Accalia didn't answer for a moment until the could see Hermione crying and Ron in shock.
"If you hadn't noticed, the Black name doesn't have anything good stuck to it. Not to the public anyway." She thinks for a moment before speaking again, turning towards Harry with a shrug.
"I've learned in this family, you're either guilty or you feel guilty for the guilty's actions."
"That's actually...a good way to put it," Regulus said thoughtfully.
"When did our daughter get so wise?" Cassandra mused, but a small smile appeared.
It was weird, even after all this time. Our daughter.
Harry didn't know how to respond to that, and luckily he didn't have to as she shook her head and grinned, holding out her hand. Sometimes he wants to know how she does that. Changing emotions so quickly it's like they never exist. How, after what she just said, she always had a smile and was energetic.
