𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍; 𝐇𝐏 𝐱 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐃

𝟎𝟎𝟔; ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ

𝕸idnight 𝕽ain / Nothing gold can stay
chapter six ━━ Or that I'm my mother's daughter
( The Potion Master )

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☪︎┇ RHAENYRA LET OUT A DEEP SIGH. All of those news were getting into her head causing an headache. She did not trust that Dumbledore man. He gave off the same vibe as Otto Hightower, that cunt.

"There, look."

"Where?"

"Next to the tall kid with the red hair and the Malfoy."

"With brown curly hair?"

"Did you see her face?"

"Did you see her scar?"

"I will ask again. What's so special about her except the fact she defeated a bad guy? The only thing she will end up being good for is by using her cunt like a whore." Many could not see where did Aegon Targaryen get all of this audacity.

Nobody saw the blow coming. The Queen had punched the usurper.

The Green faction quickly stood up looking at the black Faction with hatred. Rhaenyra did not care. Nobody will insults her sweet child. She wanted to strangle him to death or to slice his throat so that it will no longer be useful.

"You fucking bitch─"

"I dare you to finidh that sentence." A woman steps in the room, with flaming
crimsom locks. Her emerald green eyes burned into the usurper's back. She walked as if she owned the place with three men following her with the same hint of danger in their eyes.

"Did your mother never teach you that insult of a woman is simply vulgur and
ungentleman?" The grey eyes man said
sarcasticly, running his hand through his marvellous hair.

Alicent flinched.

Rhaenyra looked at the people. "May I ask who you are?" She demanded firmly.

"My apology." The brown hair man smiled charmingly. "I am Jameson Fleamont Potter the hot Lord to the most Noble and Ancient House of the Potter. Father of the Ambrosia Lilith Potter." Rhaenyra and many others's eyes widened.

"My name is Remus Lupin, the honorable uncle of little Ambrosia." Remus Lupin had brown hair, wearing glasses making look more handsome.

"Siriud Orion Black, Lord to the Most Noble and Ancient House of the Black. The perfect dogfather of Ambrosia." Sirius grinned, his eyes filled with mischievousness. Daemon knew that this man and him will get along just fine.

Eyes went to the red head woman, some were filled with lust while some were filled with curiousity. The woman felt disgusted by most of the men.

"I am Lilith Mirana Potter nee Evans. Mother to Ambrosia Potter and wife to James Potter." She stated firmly, Baela
watched the confidence rolling off the
woman.

"She is so cool." Baela whispered.

"Eyes off my fucking wife." James glared at the man with an animosity that could pass off as a possessive lion. His eyes were cold and firm. James had passed years to finally conquered the woman in front of his. There was no way that he would let some horny cunts to look at her in a disrespectful way.