In 1973, a little boy is born with his mother absent, leaving only the mystery of what happened to her, until one day he discovers his magical origin, and the method of both learning magic and witchcraft, and learning more about his deceased mother...
(Just going to warn that this chapter might have a few parts that are very descriptive, not much but can make someone uncomfortable, so... You're warned.)
How? Just how? Not how Tenebra was Angelo's cousin, after all there's no way to question biology, but rather, how did he not notice? Her eyes were as red as blood and her hair was as black as darkness, her expression disconcerting and her sweet and gentle lips would make anyone fall for her, basically a personification of the paintings and stories that Eris told.
Angelo looked in shock at the name, Tenebra Sangueevar, but that wasn't her last name, could it be a coincidence? But it doesn't make any sense, after all their physical appearances are identical.
"Everything okay there? You've been looking at the name for a while." Eris comments, approaching his side.
"H-how?" Angelo blurts out.
"Well... Your uncle took your aunt to a room, where they take off their clothes and-..." Eris starts, completely misunderstanding his question.
"E-ERIS!!" Angelo shouts, knowing where this would lead.
"What? You asked for it." She says confused.
"I-it was rhetorical... But still, how come I didn't notice that Tenebra at Hogwarts... Was my cousin... Or at least a relative." Angelo comments.
"Wait... Another one went to Hogwarts?" She asks with a tone of apparent concern, but it ends up being curiosity.
"Yes... So what?" Angelo asks, curious about the repercussion.
"When your mother went, she allways would brag about bringing what she called "invisible Chaos", the teachers didn't know, but the students suffered at her hands." Eris says, and she looks around, trying to understand the problems Tenebra would bring.
"I don't know, Tenebra seems so sweet and kind... At least to me... I don't know if she would be able to do something bad." Angelo comments, and a something pops on Eris mind.
"And how... Does she act with others?" She questions.
"I don't notice that so much... But she avoids touching others..." Then Angelo remembers something, and a chill runs down his spine.
"... But my friend... Morwenna, she commented on something... That she seemed to have a thirst for blood that would be frightening in an adult." Angelo comments, looking at Eris, who now seemed happy?
"How proud i am... No offense Angelo, you also have a spot on my heart for me to be proud of... But in this case she would be for being a Sangueevar and you for being the most human." Eris comments, with a somewhat pleasant smile, but Angelo did not understand how that would be a reason to be proud.
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"But you said yourself that you hated seeing children come in one way and come out another." Angelo comments, unconvinced.
"Yes, I did, because I really hate the book, it corrupts the soul and makes a person who they are not, but I will never hate a cruel truthful child, in fact I love them," Eris says, and Angelo seems slightly confused.
