𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁

𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾

Aquila Black first of her name. Daughter to Orion and Walburga Black. The heiress to the most ancient and noble house of Black. Of course she wasn't always the Heiress. It had been a day or so and Aquila had swiftly recovered. They were all back in the great hall Aquila sitting next to Regulus and Poseidon while he looked at her with concern.

The screen opened to the black manor as they heard screams and shouts from within. Aquila faced her mother her face blank at the age of 17. 

Regulus and Aquila both shared a winced as Poseidon looked heavily concerned, "What happened?" 

Aquila shakes her head, "A lot." 

"Sirius has disappointed you will not." Walburga says sighing before casting the cruciatus curse pierced through Aquila skin making her tumble to the ground in pain as she willed herself not to scream out as it felt as if her bones where melting. Her skin looks a deathly pale as former wounds reopen. 

Poseidon gasps looking murderous he turns to Apollo, "Check them." 

Apollo winces at the torture seeing Poseidon looking ready to drown all the occupants in the room.

Apollo waves his hand healing any form of wound on the Black siblings as Sirius looked over in envy. 

Aquila held Poseidon's hand holding him as she offers him a small smile.

Walburga tuts stopping the spell, "You will not fall in the noble ancient black we only rise." Walburga heals her daughter before hissing, "Next time I will not be so generous." She ponders for a moment, "At least you have stopped screaming I thought I was going to lose my ears now you must fall." She casted the spell again as Aquila tried everything within her power to not crumble to the ground. 

Blood pooled around her as she stayed stood Walburga smirked pressing the spell on for 5 minutes longer before stopping. She smiled and healed her daughter, "Again." 

The younger students wince as all of the Slytherin's with similar parents don't even seem to react. 

The screen displays the date, 25th December 1978 at the Black manor once more.

Regulus and Aquila shared an unease glance walking into the house before regaining their pureblood masks. 

"Hello mother, father." They both greeted. 

"How was school?" Walburga asked a wicked glanced in her eyes.

"Fine." They answered simply.

"As you know you haven't been able to come to the house on this date and it's because we have a surprise." Walburga grinned with pride looking in the corner. 

When Voldemort emerged Aquila and Regulus barely hid a wince. 

Sirius looks at his siblings with sadness, "They made you?"

"Of course they did Sirius you left and they needed someone to live up it." Aquila snaps.

"You will make a fine edition to my ranks." Voldemort spoke staring at Aquila. 

"You will pledge your loyalty to him isn't it exciting." Walburga looked so proud Aquila thought her mum was going to burst. 

"Very." Regulus answered for them both.

"Of course you will have to prove yourself." Voldemort says before grabbing their arms in a swift motion imprinting his brand into them. 

Regulus and Aquila share a wince they couldn't imagine what they would have to do to prove themselves. Poseidon was sat in his seat trying to hide his anger.

Aquila stared at him devoid of emotion this was nothing compared to the days of torture within her own house she looked at Regulus who a similar reaction however tears brimmed his eyes. She focused her magic on warping out and protecting him as her eyes glowed gold. Voldemort looked intrigued. 

Regulus snapped his head to the side mouthing to her pleadingly, "Stop." Regulus could feel it he knew this monster was starting to understand what his sister was capable of. This could be worse than their parents trying to push her to her potential. 

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France Black manor, present.

The screen shows an Aquila who looks to be in her 20s. She looks around as she is sat down reading a book before her eyes flash a golden hue as her face scrunches up in annoyance. 

She looks up, "Of course my son gets sent another monster whilst I can't even protect him."

"How am I able to do that?" Aquila questions wanting to hide away from the pitying looks.

"It seems your magic can sense if your son is in pain." Apollo looks intrigued as does Hecate who promises to give the girl some lessons.