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When Regulus and Avalon were heading up to their room upstairs, they overheard Walburga and Orion's conversation with Sirius.

"Sirius, you have disappointed the Black family so much already by hanging out with the filthy blood-traitors and mudbloods, but I guess it is understandable considering that your house has no purebloods that share our views. You know what, with how much trouble you've caused, as long as you marry a pureblood girl, we are happy enough," Walburga sighed.

"You better not disappoint us even more. Our standards for you are now even lower and if you can't even follow that, you are being disowned," Orion warned.

"Yes, Father, Mother," Sirius said. His parents' requirements for him were getting less and less and that was fine. But he's secretly still not going to follow them, no matter what, and let fate decide his soulmate.

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"My brother sure is getting a lot less pressure now," Regulus whispered to Avalon as the two headed upstairs.

"Yeah, I'm somewhat glad that Siri is starting to break free, but that means they are going to put more pressure on you, love," Avalon said worriedly.

"Don't worry about me, darling, because I'll fight anything that comes in our path, just for you," Regulus reassured her.

"You know, I'm not that uncapable of protecting myself, Reggie, I was the best at all the subjects when I was in Ilvermorny," Avalon said.

"But you're still my girl, and you are my 100% priority," Regulus said.

"You are mine too, Reg," Avalon smiled, "come on, let's go to sleep, night love!"

"Night, darling," Regulus smiled as he wrapped his arms around Avalon's body and was enveloped in the world of dreams.

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The next morning, Walburga helped Avalon send a Hogwarts request to the headmaster.

"I'm sure you will get in, dear," Walburga reassured. 

"Thank you, Aunt Walburga. Hopefully," Avalon said.

"Come along now, let's go to the kitchen and eat some breakfast," Walburga said, "Kreacher! Get down here and make breakfast!"

A pop! was heard as Kreacher immediately said, "Yes, Mistress Black,"

He clicked his fingers as plates filled with lavish breakfast food suddenly appeared on the table, such as scrambled eggs, toast, waffles, and more.

"Wow, thank you so much, Kreacher," Avalon said, smiling at the elf.

"It is my most pleasure, young Mistress Black," Kreacher said as he disappeared.

"Um...did he know that I'm not Regulus's wife yet?" Avalon questioned.

Walburga shook her head, "I don't know, Kreacher's always been a bit crazy."

She then, after casting the Sonorus charm, shouted, "Orion, boys, come down here! Breakfast is ready!"

There was a thunder of stomps as Sirius rushed down the stairs like a child, and Regulus and their father calmly walked down.

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