"If you're the lord, what does that make me? The lady?"
The war is over and all seems to be going minimally well until everything comes crashing back down for Adhara to the point where she would trade her existence to fix everything that had gone wr...
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Once the reading was over, murmurs echoed throughout the Great Hall.
Why were those four so interested in Harry?
“How long will she sleep?” asked one student, looking at the young woman still asleep in the arms of the jet-haired man.
“She'll wake up in a few minutes, if not tomorrow,” replied Deimos, rearranging Adhara in his arms.
Lord Slytherin looked away in annoyance as the younger version of him watched the scene with a frown. Since when did he share what was his? This behaviour from his adult self was strange and he couldn't quite understand it, though how he had a soulmate in the future was beyond him. He didn't have a soulmate, that was what was on his Gringotts inheritance test.
He was to talk to his future self as soon as there was a break.
It must be said that no one who knew Lord Gaunt or Lord Slytherin's possessive attitude could believe that he would be so calm while his soulmate was in the arms of another man. Next to him.
“Could I read the next chapter?” asked the youngest of the Black family, Regulus Arcturus Black, sheepishly before Deimos asked once more who wanted to read as the murmuring began to cease.
“Of course, heir Black,” Deimos nodded, passing him the book that was in young Lupin's hands.
Regulus Arcturus Black was the current heir to the Ancestral and Noble House Black for reasons unknown to the public, but the reason was rumoured to be because his brother, Sirius Orion Black, had been expelled from the family and thus disinherited. Therefore, being second in line, the title of heir passed to him.
Of course, there was no way to verify these rumours without a statement from the current Lord of the Ancestral and Noble House Black, so they were just that. Rumours.
Rumours that everyone believed to be true.
Regulus cleared his throat as he watched the letters appear on the blank pages before he began to read softly.
“Chapter three: Blood parchments.”
“Blood parchments?” commented many in confusion.
Lord Sasaki just chuckled knowing what they were, after all, his dear friend also called inheritance tests like that.
“The inheritance tests,” he clarified for the others.
“1 April 1991, months before the glass incident at the zoo caused by Harry Potter,” continued the young Black. “Two boys and a girl were woken up by the continuous knocking on the window of their bedrooms.
