THE SCREEN SHIFT, "Welcome to Diagon alley." Aelora tried to control her reaction, she really did, but it was difficult, the whole place screamed magic and didn't even notice that she had dragged along Coventina while they left Anastasius in behind.

"I remember being very excited
that day." A seventh year says.

"Me too! It was so cool!"

Coventina remembered everything she had to do and quickly pulled herself together.

Fortunately, as it was rather early there being few people in the alley, and those that were there didn't pay them any mind. Following Dumbledore's directions, it
wasn't hard to find Gringotts.

Remina sighs, she really loves watching their cub's life but she wonders how her son was doing.

"Good morning. I would like to talk to someone about my account and my friends." Aelora always believed that manners never hurt anyone, but she was wrong when the Goblin replied.

"Get lost brat. I have better things to do than losing time with brats." The Goblin didn't bother to look at her or at her friends.

Coventina felt her blood boil, normally she had excellent control over her emotions, but there were certain things that she did not tolerate, and the thing in front
of her had crossed the line.

And she can tell that Anastacius is ready to show that thing, it's place.
He was tense and you could see the malice and hate in his eyes as he glared down at the Goblin.

"Wrong move, buddy." Sirius shake his head. It was well known that the Potter hate disrespect.

"Show him hell!" Euphemia says firmly.

The air around her changed, her expression lost all emotion and her eyes glowed with a fire that showed the power Coventina possessed. When she spoke, her voice came out cold and showing no emotions, but her magic showing just how angry she was.

"I said," she said a little above a whisper, "That I would like to talk to someone about my account." And just to make sure that the Goblin in front of her understanding, Coventina made her magic surround the Goblin completely and started to squeeze.

"Got it?" She whispered coldly.

After a moment, Coventina let the creature go, and it stuttered when it spoke again.

"N-name?"

"Such amazing power..." Orion muttered but unlike him, Dumbledore want that power and he will have it.

Or so he thought.

"Coventina Hera Potter." She answered, going back to her previous mask, she was still angry as she was still holding onto Anastacius's arm,

"Anastacius Thanatos Peverell." He looked down upon the Goblin with disdain.

"Aelora Liliana Nikova, you brat." She scoffed still feeling offended from the Goblin's former words.

They didn't miss the way the creature's eyes widened when it heard her, their names, nor did they miss the shocked look on the wizard's face to their side.

"Tch, attention seeker."

"Are you talking about yourself?" Barty Jr smirked. "Because you love seeking future Lady Potter's attention." He added.

In the end, Snape kept quiet while
Barty savor his beautiful victory.

Pandora who listens to them, shake
her head. "Again?" She muttered.

"Griphook," the creature exclaimed when it got over its shock, "Take Heiress Potter, Heir Peverell and Heiress Nikova to Goldaxe's office."

The creature that appeared gave a brief bow and with a sharp, "Follow me, please." It led them down a corridor with several doors. Stopping in front of one that said 'Account Manager Goldaxe' he knocked and opened the door.

The three children entered in, two looked annoyed and one looked like she want to cast fire everywhere.

Yet they did not take much time, Coventina took out money from her account, she quickly understood how the wizard world looked so did the other too.

The Goblin wrote something on a parchment and a little over a minute after that Griphook walked into the office with, a few pieces of parchment, and something very similar to a credit card only made of gold and a small box.

after she signed the parchment, it disappeared. "Is there anything else I can help you with?" asked Goldaxe as soon as he saw that the young Heiresses and Heir had finished.

"No, that was everything. Thank you for your time," answered Anastacius politely.

"Very well. Griphook will accompany you and your company out."  Coventina hummed and walked out.

"They did not look much happy
at being there." Frank says confuse.

"Their decision, I guess." Shrug, his friend Xenophilius Lovegood.

"Go wash your hair."

"Go look at yours!"

"Mine is perfect, thank you
very much."

Coventina took out the letter that had her school supplies on it and inspected what was needed, seeing that most things were rather bulky she decided to buy a trunk first, like that she could put everything in it and not walk around carrying heavy bags.

"Are you okay?" Anastasius walked toward Aelora who looked trouble.

"No, it's just, nothing will change between us? Right? We will stick together no matter the crazy thing we do or happen?" Aelora asked nervously.

Aelora was usually the one who fight back and cause trouble, not some funny one but dangerous one. She care very much about her friends, and that stupid world better not change anything.

"We are together, even in hell,
no matter what." Coventina
place her hand on her shoulder.

"Always."

"Thank god!"

"Why can't you be like this? Hm? Dolphus." Rabastan frown.

"Because you are always ruining
my fucking things," Rodolphus
groaned.

"You mean, stealing your
shampoos?" Rabastan asked.

"Yes."

"Hmfp, get over it, bitch."

The three friends looked at each other, the same necklaces around their neck. Aelora's was the symbol of the wind. The wind who would always cause chaos for people.

Anastacius's was the water symbol, the calm before the storm. The quiet yet the most dangerous.

And Coventina's was the fire symbol, fire which represent many things. One of the was power, the will of achieving things and the fire that would destroy everything.

They were the three elements.

"I am going to love their friendship," Bellatrix smirked.

"You love everything that cause pain,
or chaos, wife." Rodolphus answers.

"Whatever."

James smile at the screen, at least
his daughter had friends.

THE SCENE SHIFT TO, Ancestral house of the Black family. The Black family, descendants of a noble house, their mansion a majestic structure, rising tall in the gloomy English countryside.

Its facade is a study in stone, with dark windows and a towering door, as if to ward off all but the most determined visitors. The grounds surround it like a moat, shrouded in mist and secrets, where rumors grow like ivy on ancient walls.

Inside, a grand staircase, as black as midnight, curls upward, leading to the second floor, where a single light flickers, waiting for the Heir.

Once again, the hall was in disbelief, the Black family's manor was so beautiful yet was still no match to the Peverell manor.

"I am still not over, it's beauty." Pandora exclaimed next to Regulus quietly."I know." He whispered.

The other members of the Black were proud of the compliments they were gaining.

Meanwhile two persons were
fuming in jealousy and anger.

Antares Black, a boy of rare beauty and dark mystery. A son of stars and wolves, with a heart of stone and a soul of flame.

The last remnant of an ancient line, his hair as dark brown as ink. His eyes a swirling supernova, where light and darkness sink.

His eyes are deep and solemn, yet full of longing and secrets. His soul, a stormy sea, with emotions churning and wild. He walks with a silent grace, a wolf among the stars. A creature of the night, a son of fire, and an heir of scars.

Yet he was the precious jewel of his family, the son of Lady Black nee Lupin.

Sirius watch his son, he looks just
like his mother except for the eyes.
A small spread on his lips, he was
happy to learn that his son were
treated well.

Alphard nodded proudly
watching his favorite nephew's
son.

"Damn, he is hot." Marlene says bluntly making a certain Lestrange clenched his fist because of jealousy.

"Marlene?"

"Yes?"

"Shut up."

"Brother."

"Yes, Dolphus?"

"It's a fucking kid." Rodolphus
snickers.

Antares walked down the stairs; he made his way to the living room where his mother were waiting for him.

His mother, Remina Black nee Lupin was a stunning woman, with a beauty that seemed to transcend time and space. Her eyes were a deep, dark brown, and they seemed to look straight into one's soul.

Her hair was a rich, dark brown, and it fell in loose waves down her back. Her skin was fair and smooth, with just the slightest hint of freckles across her nose and cheeks. Her smile was warm and genuine, with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

She carried herself with a grace and poise that seemed to come from within her heart, rather than any outward effort. And she was one of the most important women in his life.

Sirius's eyes look on the screen, he
was over the moon. His moony were
well and his son love his mother.

He does wish to be with them but
he could still change the future.

"RAIL ME!"

Sirius glare at Marlene, "Go back to
your future husband!" He growled before hugging Remina's waists.

"Jealousy."

"Antares," His mother's gentle
voice caught his attention. "Yes,
mother?" He walked closer to her.

"I wish for you to remember one thing, no matter the house you get sort in, I will always be with you, okay?" His mother says gently.

"I will be in Slytherin, I have
no doubt, mother." He replied
With his charming smile.

"Hmfp," His mother pouted. "Let's
get ready." She said after a while.

"Whyyyyy?" Sirius whine. "Poor
you." Narcissa smirked.

"My own son betrayed me." He sulked noticing the proud smile on his mother's face which hurt him.

"If I was in Slytherin, would have
you look at me like this?" He thought.

The scene shifts to, Coventina who was standing in front of a wall with Anastacius and Aelora.

Aelora followed Anastacius's gaze to the barrier between platforms Nine and Ten and found herself wondering for her friend's sanity, which was, of course, questionable even under the best of circumstances. "There's nothing there," she said. "It a wall."

Anastacius shook his head and motioned for them to watch a pack of redheads that were standing a few feet in front of them.

The mother, a pudgy woman wearing cheap-looking clothes, was busily trying to line up her sons in front of the barrier. Finally, what looked like the oldest boy took off at a brisk walk towards the wall, only for a herd of muggle tourists to scuttle past, blocking him completely from view. When they had gotten out of the way, he was gone.

Aelora turned her head towards Anastacius, an eyebrow raised in question.

"Come on." He grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the barrier.

"Now, just run through it."

"You run through it," Aelora hot back indignantly.

"I said the same thing." Lily muttered shyly as she remembered her first time.

"Really?" Coventina looked at her friends, she was so done.

"I understand her pain."

"What!!"

"Reggie!"

"Me too."

"Moony!"

"Just do it." Coventina ordered.

"Fine," Aelora snapped. She steadied herself, tightened her hold on her luggage, and closed her eyes. She began to walk, slowly at first, before breaking into a quick sprint.

Her body language tensed as she sensed herself coming close to the wall, but she never collided with the hard surface. Instead, she skidded to a halt on her own.

"Told you that you wouldn't hit the wall," her best friend's smug voice announced from behind her.

"Shut up," She rolled her eyes and looked at Coventina who was standing with her book in her hand as always.

"They are so chaotic." Frank state.

"Yes and we are living for it." His Gryffindor girlfriend, Alice says cheerfully.

Near the train, A blonde woman, tall and slim, wearing very nice dark blue robes knelt down and hugged Draco. She was smiling broadly.

"Aunt Cissa, Draco will die if you continue." Antares point at
his cousin. "Oh! I am so sorry, dragon." She chuckled, letting go
of him.

Remina look at her son, Antares Black and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Remember who you are, my son. You are the heir to a noble and ancient line. You are a Black. You are strong, and you are intelligent. You will not be swayed by the opinions of others, and you will not be afraid to fight for what you believe in." She said with a smile.

"Yes, mother." Antares nodded with
a small smile before looking at Draco. "Now, you go!" Narcissa smile brightly.

"Cousins in laws moment."

Walburga smile proudly, it seems that her oldest son's future wife is not that bad after all.

"Go, pup." Sirius grin.

The two boys stood at the edge of the platform, the steam from the steam engine churning the air around them. The train was a beast of its own, all metal and gears and screeching wheels.

The doors of the train were open, and the boys could see the passengers walking through the narrow hallway, some holding suitcases and bags, others talking with their fellow students.

Draco was dressed in a black robe, with a white collar and a black sash around his waist, the perfect example of the pure-blood style. Antares was dressed in the same style, but there was a certain darkness around him,
a shadow that seemed to follow him wherever he went.

Draco looked at Antares, his
eyes flashing with mischief and excitement, "Are you ready for
this, cousin?"

Antares's eyes met his, cold and unwavering, "As ready as I'll ever be, dear cousin." Mischief could be seen in his eyes.

They both stepped on the train, the doors closing behind them. The other students stared at the two of them, some whispering behind their hands, others pointing. But Antares and Draco did not care.

Lucius looks with proud, at his son who was looking like a true Malfoy. While Narcissa were at 'aww' at how cute they were in her way.

"Is nobody got to talk about Remina being literally near James's daughter?"

Remina looks at Peter in surprise, Peter looks at them, he was confused yet full of hope.

"You are right." James nodded.

The screen turned black.