Chaos Runs in Our Blood ~ draco malfoy Enemies To Lovers

Obliviate

The news spread like wildfire in the magical realm. Noah and Elizabeth slytherin, hurriedly ascended the stairs to their children's rooms. Their main objective was to evacuate them from this place, to ensure their safety. They couldn't bear the thought of their children suffering the same fate as the Potters. Clothes were strewn across the floor as they hastily packed their belongings. They were well aware of what needed to be done.

With one hand holding onto their kids and the other clutching their bags, they apparated to the secure hideout. The other families had already sought refuge there. Fear was evident in everyone's eyes when a loud clang on the door echoed through the air. The Half-Blood Prince had arrived. Stepping into the house, the man knew his duty. None of them wanted to do it, but they understood the necessity. It was about self-preservation. It was about protecting the wizarding world.

"Snape," Mr. Ravenclaw greeted the man, embracing his wife and daughter tightly. The figure remained silent, merely raising his wand cautiously towards the families.

Noah and Elizabeth, the proud parents, cradled their precious babies in their arms. Little Atlas and Moxxi, at just one year old, looked remarkably similar. Their beautiful ebony hair was as dark as the night, and their tiny fingers intertwined with each other's.

As they gazed into each other's eyes, they burst into giggles. From the very beginning, they knew they were destined to be inseparable. No matter what challenges lay ahead, they had each other's backs. They would shield one another until their hearts ceased to beat and their breaths ran out. It was a united front against the world, with the support of their four best friends in the room.

William and Amelia Ravenclaw held onto their daughter Delphinus (Delphi) tightly, enveloping her in their protective embrace. Her lustrous golden locks cascaded flawlessly around her delicate face, while her mesmerizing sapphire eyes sparkled in the dimly lit room. The striking contrast of her radiant blue streaks against her blonde hair was an exquisite anomaly that defied explanation.

To her parents, Delphi was an absolute vision of beauty, resembling her mother in every way. It was evident to everyone who laid eyes on her. They were well aware of her immense magical potential, knowing that her powers would only amplify as she grew older. They had no doubt that she would fearlessly sacrifice herself to safeguard those around her. The bond shared among all the children in the room was unbreakable, a force to be reckoned with.

Honey Hufflepuff stood alone, her son Orpheus constantly slipping from her grasp. His tousled brown hair danced in the breeze, his laughter echoing through the air. No matter how dark the situation, he always found a glimmer of light.

Orpheus was a beacon of joy, never shedding a tear. His warm brown eyes locked onto his mother's, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. He was the spitting image of his late father, Harley Hufflepuff, who had passed away just weeks before Orpheus was born.

He had a terrible accident while working. An unfortunate incident occurred when a potion exploded, resulting in the disintegration and transformation into ash of everyone in the vicinity. Honey, overwhelmed with fear for the world her son, Orpheus, was born into, cried incessantly for months. Having already lost her husband, she dreaded the thought of losing her son as well.

The idea for this plan originated from Honey herself. She was well aware that once news spread about the children of Hogwarts' heirs and a certain dark lord discovering their existence, they would be forced to go into hiding.

In the distant corner of the room, Hendrix and Clara Gryffindor stood, tightly holding onto each other, while a beautiful baby boy playfully crawled around their legs.

Cesar was a master at finding trouble. He had an uncanny ability to slip away from his parents and embark on thrilling adventures, whether it was within the confines of their home or out on the bustling streets. The young boy simply couldn't resist the allure of exploration and could never stay still for long.

His parents were constantly on edge, plagued by numerous panic attacks caused by their mischievous one-year-old. Almost every night, they would gather the neighboring families to form a search party, desperately trying to locate their little adventurer.

But little did they know, their lives were about to be forever altered. The enigmatic half-blood prince stood tall, his wand poised in the air, as he uttered a single word that would have profound consequences."Obliviate."