Lyra Black

Yule with the purebloods

Lyra had decorated all morning for this and now the guests were arriving to the manor. Lyra knew that she needed to make an impression if she was to be the lady black one day.

The first to come were the Malfoys. They were allied to the Black's and they were known for only having one son each generation. The current Heir was only 9 the same age as Narcissa.

Lyra: Lord Malfoy we are honored to have you at our manor. It is certainly a pleasure on our part.

Lyra curtsied

Lord Malfoy:It is an honor to be here Heiress Aparent Black, regent of the House of Black. This is my son, Lucius the same age as your Narcissa, I believe.

Lucius: It is an Honor, Heiress aparent Black.

Lyra: As it is for me, Heir Malfoy of the most regal and traditional house of malfoy. Does, your Heir always intrupt others in the middle of a question, Lord Malfoy?

Lord Malfoy looked at his son with a glare, and Heir Malfoy looked down in shame.

Lyra: Narcissa!

Narcissa seemed to come out of nowhere and Lucius was struck by her beauty. It rendered him unable to speak for several moments.

Narcissa: Yes Lyra?

Lyra:This is Heir Malfoy, he is your age why don't you show him around?

Narcissa:Yes,Lyra.

Narcissa cutsied to Lord Malfoy and to Lyra before heading off.

Lord Malfoy:Maybe if we get lucky they will become quite good companians.

Lyra:I hope the same your son would take care of her properly.

Lord Malfoy knodded and headed to the ball room. The fire lit up again and out came Lord Nott and His son, Heir Theodore

Lyra:Lord Nott we welcome you to Black Manor, I trust your journey was easy?

Lord Nott: It was Heiress Aparent Black we thank you for the invitation. I don't believe you have met my son, Thedore?

Lyra looked at Thedore and there stood the most handsome boy she has ever seen. His golden hair streaming infront of his blue eyes. She looked away.

Lyra:No I haven't, it is a pleasure, Heir Nott of the most modest and generous house of Nott.

Thedore: Thank you, Heiress Apparent Black of the Most Noble and Anchient House of Black. I do believe you speak French, like your Grandmother?

Lyra: Yes,je viens juste de là. En quelle année es-tu à Poudlard?

Lord Nott seemed to deflate. Heir Nott looked worried. It was clear that Heir Nott had minimal practice in french.

Theodore:je suis en cinquième année

Lyra:Very well spoken indeed! Would you dance with me at the ball?

Thedore: Of course.

Lord Nott looked like he won a thousand galleons.

The next few passed by quickly: The Lady Abbott, Lord Carrow, Lord and Lady Bulstrode, Lord Goyle, and Lord Crabbe were all present.

Lord Crouch came next.

Lyra: Lord Crouch it's an honor.

Lord Crouch: No the honor is mine Heiress. May I present my Heir, Bartumius.

Bartumius: It is an honor Heiress Aparent Black of the most Noble and Anchient House of Black.

Lyra: The pleasure is mine Heir Crouch of the most Honest and Liberal House of Crouch. I have a brother your age. Regulus!

Regulus:Yes, Lyra?

Lyra:This is Heir Crouch, show him around.

She quickly shooed the children off and Lord Crouch left soon.

Flint came next, he had two boys about 10 and 8 but Lyra didn't pay much attention to him.

Lyra: Lord Flint welcome to Black Manor. I hope you enjoy the party.

Flint: Heiress Aparent Black, thank you for your kind words. I look forward to your appearance on the council next week.

Lyra: Thank you for your kind words my brothers are running around as well as my cousins. I am sure your Heirs can find someone to play with.

Lord Flint: Yes this is my Heir Apparent Harland and my other Heir Mathew.

Lyra:I wish you well on you'd Journey Heirs of the Most Able and Strong House of Flint.

Parkinson, Greengrass, Burke, and Rowle came next. However they quickly disappeared into the gates of the ball room.

Lord and Lady Fawley came with their Heiress. Lady Fawley was a Close relative of the Black family.

Lyra:Lord and Lady Fawley welcome to Black Manor. However I do believe you came across it last year at our annual reunion.

Lady Fawley:Yes we did, however I don't believe you met our daughter. Alice.

Heiress Alice: Thank you foe your kind invitation Heiress Aparent Black of the most Noble and Most Anchient House of Black.

Lyra: your welcome, Heiress Fawley of the most loyal and most proud house of Fawley. My brother Sirius is about your age. If you can find him he'd love to be friends.

Prewitt was the next to come, they were distant relatives.

Lyra:Lord and Lady Prewitt, you are most welcome here. As well as your Children.

Lady Prewitt: Thank you for your invitation may I present my children the Heirs, Gideon and Fabian, and the only Heiress, Molly.

Lyra:Come find a place to sit there are lots of children here to dance and talk.

They walked straight into the ball room. Soon, four more lords joined the bunch: Yaxley, Macmillan, Sewyln, Avery.

The next important lord to mention was Rosier. He didn't have an Heir and he was still young and searching for a bride.

Lord Rosier: ah Heiress Black thank you for your invitation.

Lyra: The honor is mine Lord Rosier.

He laughed.

Travis: Lyra you know you don't have to refer to me as such. We are friends.

Lyra met Rosier at Durmstrang and they have been friends for awhile.

Lyra: I heard by rumor an Heiress Macmillan is single and about your age. And according to a valued source she was found looking for a husband last year.

Travis lit up and scurried off. Lyra silently thanked Rita.

Finally the last important one came Lestrange with their two heirs.

Lyra: Lord Lestrange, Heir Aparent Lestrange, Heir Lestrange of the Most Regal and Persistant House of Lestrange. We welcome you most merely to the Black Manor.

Lord Lestrange: The honor is mine, Heiress Black. This is my Son, Rodolphus, he is about the age of your older cousin Bellatrix.

Lyra:Bellatrix!

Bellatrix: Yes, Lyra?

Lyra:Could you show Heir Apparent Lestrange around the grounds?

Bellatrix: Of course.

Lord Lestrange smirked in delight.

Finally the last three houses arrived: They were minor so no one noticed: Shacklebolt, Shafiq ,Travers.

Lyra was exited that her first ball went so well. Everyone was talking dancing and having fun. It would surely be the talk of the century.

She had, after all, got to dance with Nott. They were, after all, to be betrothed.