𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 Amalthea Celeste Black, the daughter of Sirius Black and Amalia Aldaine, tries her best to prove everyone that she's not just a mass murderer's daughter and not just part of the Aldaines, she's something more that they could imagine...
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Act 1, Chapter 11: "Your deepest desires"
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THEY JUST KEPT on observing the cloak but was cut off when the twins barged into their common room, "Look! Thea and Harry has their own sweaters too!"
The trio completely forgot that the other Weasleys are also staying at the castle, just because the twins planned to enjoy their holiday by going to every houses' dorm and enjoy their common rooms.
"You know, I think the only reason why mum still puts letters on our sweaters is just to know who is who." George stated as he examined the knitted letters on each sweater.
"I bet mum even calls us Gred and Feorge." Fred also stated which caused them to laugh, "But Gred and Feorge sounds cute."
"Oh shut it, you're just making us feel better, Little Thea." Fred acted hurt as he put his right hand on his chest.
They kept on talking about stuffs not until another person barged it, "What's the noice about?"
Percy Weasley opened the door, and looked at them disapprovingly. It seems like even in Holidays, he's still on his prefect duties.
"Oh Percy, it's Holidays, enjoy a bit. Will you?" George teased, the older Weasley just rolled his eyes on him.
"I see, you already saw yours too." Fred spoke after seeing the knitted sweater hanging on his brother's arm, "Wear it."
"No." Percy replied sternly, but it seems like he didn't knew his brothers. Of course, they wouldn't let him just go off the easy.
Percy just rolled his eyes and wore his sweater in front of everyone, making the twins shout in joy, and to annoy their older brother more.
"Happy?" He rolled his eyes and was about to leave when Fred suddenly wrapped his arm around him, "What now, Fred?"
"Oh, of course, we wouldn't let you leave, you know that. It's Holiday, you should be spending your time with family." At the end, the oldest just sighed― defeated.
