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𝟬𝟲𝟰. screaming portraits

𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐌 - ◦'𖥸'◦ - the 𝒜𝒞𝒯 𝒯ℋℛℰℰ
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"FILTH! SCUM! BY-PRODUCTS OF DIRT AND VILENESS! HALF-BREEDS, MUTANTS, FREAKS, BEGONE FROM THIS PLACE! HOW DARE YOU BEFOUL THE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS." 

Celeste who broke away from Harry's hold also seemed to stumble back at that loud noise. It sounded like Molly and Petunia's voice and he never thought he'd hear someone that packed a wallop more than them.

"Who the bloody hell is that?" Celeste whisper yelled. She hadn't been here for twenty-four hours and this place already scared the crap out of her. 

Celestes' godfather merely brought his arm around her shoulder. "Your grandmother."

"Shut up you old trout." Sirius roared before shooting Tonks a look of 'really'.

Kendra tried to catch her from falling but of course, Nymphadora clumsily tripped over something which caused the painting to open up its curtains. 

"That's my grandmother?" Celeste referred to the painting of the old woman screeching louder than ever. She had a few grey hairs but her hair was black as the midnight skies and had cold blue-grey eyes. 

Those were her father's eyes and hers too. 

"Yep, something tells me I'll be making a round of hot chocolate tonight," Remus said and chuckled at how his goddaughter's eyes lit up. 

"Merlin help me," Celeste mumbled. 

Sirius was already shooting straight at his mother and the duo followed after him.

"Shut up, you horrible old hag, SHUT UP!"

"Talk about mommy issues."

"Says the girl with both." 

"Oh you don't get to talk Harold."

Tonks kept on apologizing and Kendra merely just patted her back. "It's alright sweetheart, just keep moving."

"Yooou!" she howled, eyes popping at the sight of the man. "Blood traitor, abomination, shame of my flesh!"

"I SAID SHUT UP!" roared Sirius and he and Remus managed tried to close the curtains.

The woman's eyes landed on the brunette and became quiet uttering a name quite quietly only for a handful that was left in the hall to hear, "Regulus?"

Celeste's eyes widened, "Uhm no he's my father actually. My name is Celeste,"

"Celeste?" Walburga said carefully and for the first time since these filthy people arrived in her house, it seemed finally her wish as come true. 

Reyna kept the baby and obviously had it. A grandchild specifically a grandaughter.