There Must Be Some Mistake! Harry Potter!

Ch.54 Toujours Pur

I like it here. I like having Ginny next to me and Fred and George down the hall. I like that if I want to talk to someone I can just stroll down the hall but if I want to have some time alone I have plenty of space to wander. Which is I'm doing right now.

I start to go down a few flights of stairs till I see a hallway. I see a door of to the side. Should I go in? Why not? If there's anyone in there they'll just tell me to get out anyways. I stand in front of the door and push it inwards. My eyes are greeted by the sight of a tapestry. I walk closer to it to discover it was a family tree. It was quite old and faded. Some of it burnt. Even with its age the gold thread that was embroidered in it still shone brightly. Like it was new. 

At the top it read 'The Noble and Most Ancient  House Black 'Toujours pur'.  "Always pure"I whisper. It's not like anyone could hear me anyways. I raise my hand in the intention of touching the tapestry but quickly pull my hand away when I hear a voice say "Opal Peverell, romantic with mudbloods." Out steps a house elf. Just like the tapestry he's quite old too.Quite a bit ugly too. We never had house elves at home. My father thought they were a hindrance. "Excuse me?" I say looking at the house elf. "A Gryffindor too. Shame to the Peverell, shame to the Peverell"The House elf mutters walking back out. 

I just stand there for a few seconds to make sure he's gone.I turn back to the tapestry. I look closer at the names that were burnt of. Well the face the names were still there. My fingers trace around the names of family members. I trace around a little more until I see it. Embroidered in with black thread.My mothers name. Next to that my fathers. I look under their names 'Finnick Peverell'. I sigh as I lay my eyes upon it. The same black thread as everyone else. Opal Peverell.

"I see you've found yourself" A voice says from the doorway. I shriek as I turn. It's Sirius. "Didn't mean to scare you love"He says taking a step towards me. "I'm sorry, I wasn't um..." I stutters. "It's alright. You can look at it. You're on it after all"He says walking over to a part of the tapestry where a face has been burnt out. "I was like you. I ran away from my family."He says reaching up to the burnt part. Under reads the name Sirius.

I look down the tapestry a bit more. That's when I saw it. That bloody name. Stitched so Perfectly in black thread. Draco Malfoy. "Oh see you found your fiance. Honestly I didn't know that arranged marriages still happened"Sirius says walking up behind him. Suddenly I felt sick. If Draco is on this, that means we're cousins. Fucking cousins. "I always knew we were related but how close are Draco and I in relation?" I ask Sirius. I step out of the way so Sirius could see. "2nd cousins". The feeling of sickness intensified. "2nd!"I shriek. "It's a way to keep the blood purer for future generations". "Oh Merlin" 

***********************************************************************************************  "2nd cousins!"Fred says flopping down on his bed next to me. "It's disgusting." We're in his room. I don't know where George is. It's strange to see the twins apart. A bit unnatural. Like it was wrong that they were separated. "Blood fucking purity! Like I care about blood purity." I say looking up at the ceiling. "Just think you'll have kids with bright blonde hair."Fred says turning his head to me. "Yeah on all of their 3 heads. The lovely defects of inbreeding." I say facing him. There is a moment of silence before we both burst out laughing. 

Pushing my self up on my elbows I look at Fred. Fred stares back at me. I gasp dramatically. "What?"Fred asks sitting up to look at me face to face. "Have you notice your....ginger"I say whispering ginger. "What? In my 17 years of life,why did no one tell me?" Fred says sarcastically. We start laughing again. I put my hands on his shoulders and push him down so my head is laying on his chest. "You make a good pillow."I say nuzzling into his chest. I feel hair brush back from my ear. I hear the steady beat of Fred's heart. The gentle thumping acts as a lullaby and in a few short minutes I fall asleep. No nightmares  to haunt my mind.Just the beating of a heart.

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