Legacy

Loki ain't that bad.

Lily walked up the last steps to the room where her...Blood relatives?-she wasn't exactly sure what to call them yet, all she did know was that she wanted answers - were in.

Joyfully, Harry had returned later with his crew: "Got 50 galleons off a bet, from one bet. How lucky am I?"

Luna Lovegood- they had all introduced themselves with their real names not long after they had come from Gringotts - looked rather annoyed with him.

Okay, back on track...

Lily was nervous. Really nervous. But more than that she had questions. From how she ended up with her adoptive family to why Dumbledore had placed blocks on her, her husband and her youngest.

Lily hated not knowing the answers. It was a form of torture.

Now that she thought about it, a lot had happened in the last week: From having the secretive Legacies being revealed to Lily finding out that she was not a 'Evans' by blood.

And now she was going to meet her biological father...who was Fenrir Greyback. She was a little scared, too, though... Fenrir Greyback had bitten her Nerd-Best-Friend(also called NBF), Remus 'Mooney' Lupin. So that may bring a little tension in the meet-up. And the next problem- Freaking Voldemort is her half-brother...so, until yesterday, she was trying to murder her half-brother and her half-brother was trying to murder her.

Forget it, you want to know why you were left with the Evans family and why Dumbledore had blocks placed on her and her family, she thought, trying to fixate herself on the goal and nothing else.

Harry had asked whether or not she wanted him to go with her, but she had declined. She needed to do this herself, so Harry and his friends would be outside until she said he could come in.

"Hello." A deep and gruff voice said. Lily shook her head mentally, she hadn't even noticed she had arrived. She looked up and saw that Fenrir Greyback was the one who had greeted her.

"Hi," She said nervously.

"So, what are we meant to talk about?" He asked.

"Let's," Lily started, sarcasm seeping into her voice, "talk about the weather. I'm good at talking about the weather. Should be easy enough."

As she finished her sentence, someone else entered, cursing under his breath. "Hello, Father. Loki's an a**hole." He said flatly. Lily chuckled in her head. What had Harry done?

"Shut it, Tom. First of all, as you can see, we have a guest, so, watch your language and second, you're late." Fenrir stated, taping at his wrist, and checking the imaginary watch. Oh gods, this was Voldemort. He didn't look like Voldemort, though. Lily wasn't gonna lie, he was attractive (but he wasn't her type), and with his dark brown hair and crystal blue eyes, he looked nothing like the snaked face man that she normally saw during fights.

"First: Sorry. Second: Not my fault some death eaters are bloody idiots." Tom, now addressed Lily, "Third: I am sorry that your son's an a**hole, Lilian."

"Tom," Fenrir said, warningly.

Lily just watched, shocked. If anything, she had thought these people would not know how to be funny, but she was badly mistaken.

"Call me Lily-both of you. Lilian is a mouthful."

"Very well, then, Lily," Tom said before he went back to cursing someone who was most likely Harry.

"Tom, for Hecate's sake, stop it. Loki ain't that bad." Fenrir said.

***TIME SKIP***

Lily was satisfied. She had found answers. Long story short: Dumbledore's an a**hole. The old man had taken her from her mother, and left her at the Evans family and then had placed blocks and spells on her. And when she had her children with her husband-who was also under spells and blocks- he placed spells and Blocks on her children, too. And then later, using a liquid imperious, he had made her and James abandon one of their children.

She needs to tell James this.