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...
"Took you lot long enough,"Accalia threw an arm over Hermione and Harry's shoulder the moment the two and Ron had arrived back from the owlery since Harry had to send Sirius a very long letter about the last task.
Accalia had them also send Celeste a less dramatic version she wrote to keep her from having a heart attack.
"Wow," Harry looked around the room.
There were mountains of cakes and flagons of pumpkin juice and butterbeer on every surface; Lee had let off some Filibuster's Fireworks so that the air was thick with stars and sparks; and Dean, who was very good at drawing, along with Accalia, had worked together to put up some impressive new banners, most of which depicted Harry zooming around the Horntail's head on his Firebolt.
There were a few that had Cedric's head on fire but a glare from Accalia and those quickly disappeared.
"You lot got everything, didn't you?" Ron looked impressed as he looked around the room with Harry.
Accalia grinned brightly and nodded. "I gave Georgie and Freddie some specific requests for their snacks. A wide assortment of food, elves were quite happy with the requests!"
Hermione looked over at Accalia as if she lost her mind, "Are you drunk, Accalia!?" she hissed, looking at the older kids drinking out of cups then looked at Accalia's
She wasn't an idiot.
Accalia simply rolled her eyes and scoffed. "I am offended! No, I am not drunk, Hermione," Accalia sent Ron and Harry a subtly wink. "Alcoholism runs in my family and Essy doesn't have it, Issac is too young to tell, so I don't exactly like my odds."
