The war had three sides: the Dark, the Light and the Grey. Lucius Abraxas Malfoy who was believed to be the Dark Lord's right hand man was in fact the Grey Lord. A man who had divorced his wife for his son. His Ex-wife, Narcissa Malfoy who used to b...
Just as I rushed out of the floo I was greeted by hugs and kisses. I came out of my musings and hugged them back happily. "Hey guys. How are you both? " The tall brunette smiled and stepped back while the short blond headed girl still help him in a side hug and said " Hadrian, we are best friends. Of course we missed each other." these are my friends. Neville Longbottom my god brother is a tall brunette with a very handsome face. He was my best friend and someone I had grown up with. The other person was Luna, Luna Lovegood a seer and my other best friend. We had become friends after Neville had a betrothal contract in place with her tat age 11.
Seeing my flushed face Neville looked at me curiously while Luna looked at me with a knowing glint. " I'm pretty sure you already know what has just happened Moon". She simply said that she obviously knew what had happened and what would happen in the future. Neville just sighed and said " It'll be better if I don't ask". "But Moon is still going to tell you, aren't you Moon?" I said.
Bickering along we started shopping for the ball that was going to happen. I may not want to admit it but I wanted the Grey Lord's attention. He was so Handsome. So tall and powerful. The aura around him buzzed with magic. The long platinum blonde hair that fell to his shoulders had been tied back. Even while he wore a suit his muscles showed.
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As we walked down the Alley people just stared at us. It wasn't every day they saw a Prince Omega walking down the street. Most people would call me spoilt after all I was the only heir of so many prominent bloodlines.Prince, Snape, Potter, Black, Gryffindor, La Fey...... I know that I am a spoilt heir. The first omega born to the Prince-Potter line in a century. My parents spoil me a lot as I am their only child, that too an omega. They were five years older to me and were right now in France. They were coming home by the time I finish my shopping.
Most people only wanted me for my beauty and the Lordship's they will inherit by marrying me. But all I am looking for is someone to love me... and of course spoil me. As I pranced around the store which had been emptied out for me I could really find a dress for myself. I wanted to look good for my future partner.
Just as I was about to point out an outfit. I saw little feet behind the dress. And a smile graced my face as heard sweet giggles.
