ALULA (VOL. 4)
Family is rooted deep within the cracks of time.
Alula Nova Black has to decide. The ones she loves; the ones she hates. The wizarding world has started to crumble as past resurfaces in aid against the darkness. Who's keeping secrets...
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love potion
{1997}
The Grounds of Hogwarts
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Alula had a restless night's sleep. The next day Harry confided in Ron, Alula and Hermione the task that Dumbledore had set him, though separately, for Hermione still refused to remain in Ron's presence longer than it took to give him a contemptuous look. Slughorn had altered a memory when a young Voldemort had asked about Horcruxes.
Voldemort had done what Ada had feared: he murdered his father and grandparents. Grandparents. Ada and Tom were Alula's grandparents. Slughorn didn't say it outright, but it made sense as to why Alula had been dreaming about them. Did Voldemort know about her? He spoke to her the night at the Ministry. Another thought dawned on Alula. Telling Harry. Her grandfather wanted him and everyone she loved dead.
Ron thought that Harry was unlikely to have any trouble with Slughorn at all.
'He loves you,' he said over breakfast, waving an airy forkful of fried egg. 'Won't refuse you anything, will he? Not his little Potions Prince. Just hang back after class this afternoon and ask him.'
Hermione, however, took a gloomier view.
'He must be determined to hide what really happened if Dumbledore couldn't get it out of him,' she said in a low voice, as they stood in the deserted, snowy courtyard at break. 'Horcruxes ... Horcruxes ... I've never even heard of them ...'
'You haven't?'
Alula had. She had seen Voldemort ask Ada about them.
Harry looked disappointed; he had hoped that Hermione might have been able to give him a clue as to what Horcruxes were.
"Have you heard of them?" Harry asked Alula.
"I think I've heard someone mention them before, but I don't know what they are."
"They must be really advanced Dark magic, or why would Voldemort have wanted to know about them?" Hermione said. "I think it's going to be difficult to get the information, Harry, you'll have to be very careful about how you approach Slughorn, think out a strategy..."
'Ron reckons I should just hang back after Potions this afternoon ...'
'Oh, well, if Won-Won thinks that, you'd better do it,' Hermione said, flaring up at once. 'After all, when has Won-Won's judgement ever been faulty?'
"Mio-"
'Hermione, can't you -'
'No!' she said angrily, and stormed away, leaving Harry and Alula alone and ankle-deep in snow.
"It's freezing," Alula groaned.
Harry laughed and wrapped his arms around Alula from behind her. His head rested on her shoulder.
