Penelope Weasley is not who she says she is. Her Past will haunt her forever. She is the only living survivor of the Cromwell family, direct descendants of Merlin himself. She hides many secrets including her real identity in order to have a normal...
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Ominis Mother
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Ominis Father
Marvolo's POV I couldn't shake this feeling out of my head. Was that dumb Weasley brat a Cromwell. She certainly looked the part. I couldn't let father know I wasn't successful with getting rid of that brat. He would surely be disappointed or worse he'd kill me. I clenched my jaw to think of a plan to figure out who that girl really was. Maybe my brother could come in handy.
"You called me father?" I walked in and closed the door behind me. I looked over to see my mother already sitting in a chair in front of father. My father looked as angry as ever and stressed out with his hands crossed in front of his mouth.
"Take a seat my son" he let out. "Family I have gathered us here today to discuss an important manner" I crossed my leg over and leaned back. "It has come to my attention that a certain wizard is sticking their nose where it doesn't belong. Officer Glaze has informed me of someone trying to dig up the old Cromwell murders. No matter how strong our connections are with the ministry, if word gets out we will be having problems."
"Darling, who would care about such an old thing. The ministry announced it as an unsolved murder. We burned the house down there shouldn't be any evidence" I saw my father stick his hand over my mothers face for her to keep her mouth shut.
"Yes indeed there is no evidence that directly points to us, however we aren't completely sure" my father leaned back in his chair. He tossed the old daily prophet in front of us." I kept this as a trophy that the Gaunts were able to single handily take down Merlin's descendants. As a reminder that we have the power and no one can take it away" my father got up and grabbed my shoulder.
"Never father. Our family will never be taken down so easily" I gripped his hand.
"Marvolo I need you to get rid of it like the others who also wanted to snoop around" he smiled at me.
"Give me a name" I grinned widely. There was no way I'd let a stupid bitch steal my inheritance and rip the power out of my hands.
