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The grand ballroom of the Black family's ancestral estate in France had been transformed for the night of the Yule Ball. It shimmered with enchantments, crystal chandeliers casting an ethereal glow across the marble floor. Tables laden with decadent food and drink lined the edges of the room, and above, enchanted snowflakes floated down but disappeared before touching the ground. A sense of anticipation hung in the air as guests from every magical corner arrived, their faces hidden behind ornate masks.

 A sense of anticipation hung in the air as guests from every magical corner arrived, their faces hidden behind ornate masks

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The scene made everyone speechless....the preparations was truly marvellous.

One could see why the Blacks were considered the Royalty of the Wizarding World.

For the first time in years, the Black family was hosting a Yule Ball, and it was no ordinary occasion. It was Sirius Black's first event as a free man after years of wrongful imprisonment. Wizards and witches of dark, neutral, and even light magic had all gathered under one roof, a rare feat in itself.

The guests spoke in hushed tones, their gazes occasionally shifting towards the grand staircase that led down into the ballroom. They knew that soon, the host and his daughter would make their entrance. And everyone was eager to catch a glimpse of the young Victoria Black, the heiress of the House of Black, and the Queen of Slytherin at Hogwarts.

As the ballroom began to fill with the buzz of conversation, Sirius Black, wearing a mask of silver and black that matched his robes, stood at the top of the staircase. He paused, taking in the sight of the mingling guests below. Beside him was his daughter, Victoria, her face hidden behind an intricate silver mask that perfectly matched the shimmering gown she wore. Her raven-black hair was pinned elegantly, with a few loose curls framing her face. Her presence was magnetic—poised and commanding, like royalty surveying her kingdom.


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