𝐈𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 || 𝐇𝐏/𝐏𝐉𝐎

𝐕 • 𝐖𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝

❝ Magic ❞

         Aquila stepped into the Scott Manor, It was magnificent and large. The elegance of the Manor made her feel enchanted. Her imagination has always been quite wild and for some weird reason, she almost expected the manor would be covered in dust and spider webs everywhere since it's not been in use for a long time.

The Scott's seniors — her maternal grandparents in other words — had died a few years ago and no one lived in there but, in a world of magic, houselves will take care of the cleaning even if no one is residing. Ellie mentioned that the Scotts owned two houselves.

Where are they?

"Hello?" she called out, for a moment only her voice echoed, suddenly a snap and there were two identical houselves standing in front of her.

"Mistress Aquila Scott?" the house elf on the left asked. It was tiny in size its voice was squeaky. It was wearing an old rag that looked horrible.

"Yes, It's me," She confirmed. The houselves nodded in sync and said,

"We are ourselves,"

At first, Aquila didn't know what they meant, but then she remembered that some of the wizarding families don't name their houselves.

To signify their ignorance towards the little creatures, some pureblood families don't treat the house-elves as if they were real people who had names and wore clothes. Hence, the poor creatures wore nothing but rags. It was also the symbol of slavery.

The Scotts weren't as cruel as other purebloods, from what she has heard they had given their housekeeping elves decent food and enough space to live. Though she didn't know if this fact was real or not, she had not seen a day when the mother or stepfather treat a house-elf rudely.

"So, you have no name," she said. "Can I name you both, if you don't mind?" she asked hesitantly, the houselves exchanged glances.

"Whatever you please Mistress," the other house-elf said.

"Kody and Nasir. Your name is Kody —" she pointed at the house-elf on the left "— And yours' Nasir." she pointed at the other one.

They both nodded "Thank you, Mistress Aquila."

It was uncomfortable for Aquila to have them call her mistress word to word, even though the working staff at Astrelaia address her as mistress, she thought it was unnecessary to give her much respect. After all, it's her birthright which gave her these titles and she felt that she hadn't earned them yet.

Aquila looked around to study the environment, the walls were painted deep blue, and the wooden furniture shone in the faint light emitted from the grand chandelier. The floor was neatly rugged in the velvety carpet. Posh-looking artifacts are all around the drawing room. The ancient-looking pendulum clock hanging on the wall captured her attention a lot more than the rest of the objects.

"Mistress Aquila, Your room is on the second floor, which is the largest room in Scott Manor. It's ready for you to live in Ma'am," Kody said.

"Oh, Thank you." Kody's face turned troubled.

"Oh no, Mistress Aquila shouldn't thank Kody it's wrong," Kody said panicked. "No, no, Mistress Aqualia is not wrong — thanking Kody is wrong Mistress Aqualia is right —" the poor house-elf was confused too much.

"Calm down, it's alright. Thanking someone for help is not wrong," she said, but Kody didn't look much convinced, still, he nodded.

Though it wasn't much of a surprise that houselves are strangely new to basic respect, Aquila genuinely felt that they deserve much more. She couldn't think of anything else to say.