𝐀 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ➢ 𝒮𝓃𝒶𝓇𝓇𝓎

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A/N; if you don't like the ship I recommend not reading this book, it might be considered slowburn but the ship will not take place immediately because Phoebe/Celena's only 11 at the start, you can understand that I hope.

There will also be ooc-ness. 

Draco will not be the nicest person, at least for the beginning.
Walburga is the complete opposite of canon. 

So be warned

Enjoy<3

♧ July 31st 1991 ♧

Walburga all but grabbed Celena out of bed and down the stairs. "Mother!" She whispered-yelled.

Walburga simply pushed her into the kitchen and she was presented with a big breakfast and cake. Celena walked over to the cake and smiled. It was strawberry cheesecake. "You didn't have to." She mumbled.

Walburga rolled her eyes. "You say that every year." She said and pushed the girl onto the seat, sitting across from her.

Celena grinned to herself and choose to go have the cake first. "I have your presents. One from myself, Narcissa, and Andromeda." She said.

Celena smiled and took a bite of her eggs and bacon breakfast choice. She grabbed Narcissa's box and started unwrapping it. Her mouth dropped, she left it up to revealed the ruby necklace with garnet and aquamarine. She smiled softly down at it and clothes in in her hand.

Walburga rose an eyebrow but didn't ask anything. Celena placed the necklace down and grabbed Andromeda's present. She was not expecting to find a illegal Potion's book Celena had been looking for. It was one of the few books the Black Family didn't own. "She found it!" She said with a big smile and turned to Walburga.

Walburga smiled at her, one of the smiles only her children ever saw. Although Walburga didn't remember ever smiling at Regulus and Sirius. Orion had made it impossible to simply be nice to the children because they were their children.

Celena pushed the book aside and turned the final gift. Her mother's. She opened it slowly and stared down at the kitten that was soon in her hands. "You didn't!"

"Despite the letter saying no snakes, you'll be sneaking Cleo with you but I figured you'd want a companion you could be seen with." Walburga answered the unasked question.

Celena turned to her and all over jumped into her arms for a hug.

Walburga would have once simply pushed off anyone who touched her but she had dropped most of her pure-blood masks at home after Orion had died. She had taught Celena them but there was no point in hiding herself with her dead husband.

Celena stared down at the small grey and white fluff ball. If she was correct the kitten was a mix of Norwegian Forest cat and a kneazle. She smiled at the small cat as she jumped onto the table and got into the bacon.

"Celena?" Walburga asked, taking her seat across from the young girl.

"Yes Mother?" Celena mumbled softly.

"I want you to try and find out anything you can about Sirius. He doesn't deserve to be in Azkaban and the Minister has forbidden we speak of it."

"Mother? I feel Peter Pettigrew is still very much alive." Celena said. "If Sirius is innocent, it would mean that Pettigrew had to get away some how... how better then framing Sirius in front of a bunch of muggles while Sirius was having a complete breakdown?" They had managed to snag a few memories from the Aurors on that trip and a squib that hadn't been memory wiped. It was obviously the Black madness had thrown itself into existence when Black started laughing and crying as Pettigrew probably ran away.