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12 Grimmauld Place,
London England.
June 10th, 1936.
over two months before Hogwarts begins a new Era of Power.
Walburga Imogen Black was seated at her vanity, combing out her illustrious raven black hair. She would style it into a fashionable French chignon, though, she much preferred to braid it into a crown. It mattered not. At 13 years old, she was to meet her cousin, Orion Black, to solidify their own marital prospects - she would never tell a soul, she was not happy that she was being forced into a bedding with her own cousin. Still, she sighed, twas only proper of a Black Heiress. Her gaze warmed imperceptibly as her dark blue eyes fell upon her sister, Hermione Ava. The true heiress, Walburga had said once. And that was fine with her. Walburga adored her little sister. Having a sister made her... soft. Yet, their father, Pollux Cassian Black, was not amiss to his youngest daughter's formidable power.
Perhaps, in another life, Walburga would feel insanely jealous of her kid sister. But no. She was fiercely loyal, protective and vulgar against any who daren't speak against little Hermione. Who was now stirring in her own bed.
'Little Minnie,' Walburga sighed, a proper tongue lashing was inevitable,
Hermione loved pushing boundaries - didn't she?
And when Hermione Ava Black grinned,
The teeth glinted, sharp as a blade.
Walburga Imogen Black might be softer now with her sister,
but Hermione would be well taken care of.
After all...
Father was planning a union between two Houses never before united for marriage and political power.
Their mother, Lady Irma Grace Crabbe Black, was pleased - a note was left the night before...
'House of Malfoy is rather thrilled at the prospect, daughter.'
A warning wrapped in a figment of maternal care.
Do not disappoint me, child.
House of Malfoy is aligning with Black -
And the heir apparent of House Malfoy,
His name is Abraxas.
Abraxas Septimus Malfoy.
For now... House of Black and House of Malfoy rested in ease. A formidable alliance between the son of a Malfoy Lord and the youngest daughter Black.
Hermione.
Neither would know it yet -
But another young wizard, an orphan - and a half blood - would irrevocably change the entire game.
For better,
Or for worse.
Depends on whom will be asked... someday.
But House of Malfoy was always known for its.... adaptability.
and the house of Black?
Strength,
Grace,
and torjours pur.
A rising sun, the setting moon -
And the serpent's heir -
Bequeath us all so...
Soon.
Because Hermione Ava Black is obsession.
She is desire.
And she is the Jade color of possession,
Not an object.. no.
But Power.
and both Abraxas Malfoy and Tom Riddle Jr,
are so very attracted...
To Power.