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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❝ 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞. ❞
─────𝐄𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧
"Charlie's been holding out on us!" Ron said in awe as he looked at the Johnson's home. "This is huge."
"You've never been here?" Harry asked. Figuring since the rest of his family had so had he.
Ron shook his head, "Not once. Ginny told me it was huge but, wow."
"Alia," Hermione looked away from the home in awe and at the girl who was turning over rocks and in between plants. "What are you doing?"
"I'm looking for the thing to allow you guys into the wards to keep it from, well..." Accalia pursed her lips and turned to the three, "let's just say it wouldn't be pretty."
"Do you need help?" Harry offered. Accalia looked and him before quickly looking away at more rocks.
"I'm fine," she said coldly, wincing at her tone. She could feel Hermione and Ron looking between the two of them, so she kept her focus on the rocks. She finally found it and grinned, turning to the three. "Found it!"
"That looks like just a regular rock," Ron frowned as he took it in his hands and looked at it thoroughly.
"There's a small engraving on it," Accalia pointed to a small JB with a raven sitting on the top of the J and a snake wrapped around the B.
"How in Merlin's name—That's impossible to see!" Ron said as Accalia took the rock back.
"That's the point," Hermione rolled her eyes. "If everyone could see it, then anyone could get in."
"Well, I still have to do a spell to allow you so entrance," Accalia explained and hold out the wrong. "Ron, hand on the rock. You'll be easier since your brothers and Gin are already past."
Ron hesitantly put his hand on the rock, "What are you going to do?"
"Stab you with a knife and let you bleed on the rock then do an ancient chant to the gods as a sacrifice," Accalia spoke calmly as she patted around her pockets for her wand. Where the hell did she put it?
