The Slytherin King

2

September first came faster than Cepheus honestly expected. He was used to days feeling slow and miserable beyond belief. He now knew the meaning of time going faster when having fun. The first week with his Aunt, Uncle, and Cousin was...terrifying only because he wasn't used to kindness. But after that first week, things began to go smoothly.

Now, they were at King's Cross Station Platform 9 and 3/4. Cepheus knew his 12 1/2 inch Ebony Wood, Horned Serpent Horn Core wand was in his wrist holster. It was a top-of-the-line one, according to Uncle Lucius. Both were bought in an Alley in France. His Uncle said: "I refuse to let my Son and Nephew have anything but the very best."  It warmed him to hear it.

"Alright." He begins with Lucius kneeling in front of his son and Nephew. You two, be good and watch out for each other. Uncle Sev will be there if you need him. Be mindful that I, your Mum, or Aunt Cissa will be happy in whichever house you end up in. You boys are careful, okay?"

Both boys nodded understanding and hugged the man before turning to Lady Malfoy. The woman had tears in her eyes. Her sister should be here to send Cepheus off. Yet she wasn't.

"Your Mum and Dad would be so proud Cepheus." She stated softly as she hugged him.

"You think so?" His voice was soft and unsure.

"I know so."

Draco and Cepheus decided to ride with Draco's friends.
There was a dark-skinned boy with a buzz cut and dark forest-green eyes. He was average in size and height, but his slightly sharp features made everyone realize he would look fantastic when he was older.
Next was a thin, tall, white boy with sharp features and brown hair with loose curls down to his shoulders. He had light hazel eyes.
Then, there was a girl with light brown skin and black African hair in an afro style. She had light brown eyes.
Finally, there was a girl of light tawny color; she seemed to be of Asian descent. Her hair was long and dark black, which she had put into a tight ponytail. She had grey-colored eyes, which sparked curiosity.

"Everyone, this is my cousin, Cepheus Lestrange, Heir to the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Lestrange." Began Draco. Cepheus bowed as taught before nodding to his cousin to continue introductions. "Cepheus, this is Blaise Zabini, Heir to the Ancient and Most Noble House of Zabini."

The boy with dark forest-green eyes smiled softly at Cepheus. "It is good to meet you, Heir Lestrange."

"You as well, Heir Zabini. Please call me Cepheus."

"Call me Blaise then."

"This is Theodore Nott, Heir to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Nott."

The boy with brown hair looked at Cepheus with nervous eyes. It was a look Cepheus knew too well.

"Call me Cepheus, Heir Nott." He said it hoped to ease the other boy's nervousness. Thankfully, he received a tiny smile in return.

"Call me Theo."

"This is Pansy Parkinson, Heiress to the Ancient and Noble House of Parkinson."

The girl with black hair in an afro grinned at the small boy.

"Hello. You can call me Pansy."

"Call me Cepheus. I like your hair." The last part came out nervously.

"Thank you! My Papa did it. He is the only one who can do it. My Daddy hates attempting." She giggled.

Cepheus's eyes went wide slightly. Being...Gay wasn't...bad?.. Uncle Vernon always said they were freaks..but...then again...Uncle Lucius said Uncle Vernon was wrong.

"Are you ok?" Pansy asked nervously.

"I.." Cepheus began taking a deep breath. "Before Aunt Cissa and Uncle Lucius got me, the uh, people I lived with weren't the best. So I was a bit surprised that, uh, Gay was accepted."

"So you are okay with it?.." she asked quietly.

"It might be a bit hypocritical if I wasn't," he giggled. He had known since he was young that he didn't like girls but boys.

Draco smiled at his cousin. He knew speaking it out loud meant he at least felt safe with him. Ever since they found out, his cousin Draco has sworn to himself to take an older brother-like position in his life.

"And finally, this is Daphne Greengrass, Heiress to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Greengrass."

The grey-eyed girl smiled at him kindly, although her eyes were calculated.
"Call me Daphne."

"Call me Cepheus."

After a few hours, the door slammed open to show a girl with bushy brown hair and bucked teeth. Behind her was a boy with blonde hair trying to make himself look small.

"Has anyone seen a toad? Neville has lost him!" her harpy voice reminded Cepheus of Petunia.

"Neville Longbottom?" asked Cepheus quietly.

"Y-yes." stuttered out Neville.

"I am Cepheus Lestrange, but the Potters adopted me. They uh..they uh put your Mum as my Godmother.."

"L-Lestrange?.." Neville squeaked out, fear flooding his eyes.

"Neville..when I did my inheritance test, it said wrongfully imprisoned. I don't think my Mum, Dad, and Uncles harmed your parents...M-My Aunt Cissa said they were friends."
Cepheus held out his hand hesitantly. "Can we be friends?"

"I heard about your lot." sneered the bushy-haired girl. "Bunch of evil purebloods!"

Neville, however, smiled softly and shook his new friend's hand. "I would like to be friends with you all."

"Neville!" the girl practically screamed. "They are evil!"

"No." he proclaimed. "They are kids like us, Granger! And it is Heir Longbottom to you."

"You are a pureblood?!" she squeaked.

"I am. So is everyone else in this compartment."

It was then that a redhead boy popped up next to the Granger. He had apparent hand-me-down robes and freckles all over his face.

"Found Potter yet?" He asked out of breath. They had been looking since the Train left the station.

"Why are you both looking for Potter?" Daphne asks with a raised brow.

"Dumbledores orders." Shrugged Weasley. "We are supposed to be his best friends."

"Who all is in on it?" Blaise asked.

"Me, his mum, him, and his sister." Came Grangers' reply before they left.

Cepheus looked at his cousin and laughed. After a minute of calming down, he looked at everyone with a smirk. "They are idiots. If she had listened to me, then she would have realized I was formerly known as Harry Potter."

-Edited August 17th, 2024-