THE SCENE CHANGE TO THE LASKOS MANOR. Emrys was seen sitting in his office, running his hand through his silky brown hair. He was burning every courting letter that boys were sending- with the consent of his sisters.

"Protective brother alert!" Dorcas smiles brightly.

His eyes narrowed to the cobra that
was silthering on his table, hissing everytime. Luckily, Emrys had a potion that make him understood snake because if he didn't, he would have lock it up.

"My son is so fucking smart- and sorry for the language, Minnie." James grinned.

"You, boy." Professor McGonagall shakes her head and smiles lightly.

"ᴍɪsᴛʀᴇss ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ, ᴀʟsᴏ ᴄᴜᴅᴅʟᴇ." Aamon hissed talking about his mistress. Emrys have personally ask Aamon to tell him about his three younger siblings.

"That's true!!" Aelora smirks.

"I agree." Draco and Daphne high five each others.

"So you all get to cuddle her but I don't?" Blaise raises a brow. Draco shrugs.

"At least Black didn't." Pansy smirks.

Coventina coughs.

"She love cuddle?" Emrys raises a brow, "ɪ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ." Emrys scoffs at the snake and smiles. "What else?"

"Sassy." Rabastan comments.

"All of her familiars are this sassy." Anastacius tells them.

"Is that so?" Achilles chuckles.

"ᴍʏ ᴘᴀʏᴍᴇɴᴛ ғɪʀsᴛ!" Hissed Aamon, "Later you damn-" Emrys breaths. "I
will give you, the rats later." He hissed firmly. "Next!"

"He is not paid enough." Draco laughs.

"I swear, Aamon always find a way to drive Emrys crazy." Delphina chuckles.

"sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇʟᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴀʀs." Emrys rolls his eyes. "My sweet sister love everything that's is dark and mysterious even as a child."

"ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴀsᴋ ᴍᴇ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴇᴡ!" Aamon hissed and slithered away. "Damn snake, I swear-"

"The snake ATE."

"Talking alone son? I don't remember giving you that level of craziness." He looks up and stare at his father. "Very funny, father."

Lucius groans, 'Let's wish, my nephew
is nothing like his father.' He thought.

"It is for me." Achilles crossed his arms, leaning against his wall. "And you are always talking to yourself, son," Achilles says with a slight laugh.

"Yes, but you're the only one who finds it funny," Emrys replies with a hint of annoyance.

"That's because your conversations are usually one-sided," Achilles teases.

"You are like a child." James tells Achilles softly.

Coventina tenses.

"Shut up, father," Emrys says, rolling
his eyes. "Now who's talking to themselves?" Achilles asks with a smirk.

Emrys rolled his eyes, standing up and walked toward his father. "How is mother?" His annoyed tone turned
gentle.

"He is doing fine, better than other day." Achilles replies coldly, "Did you sent the letter to your sister?" He added. "Yes, I did."

Achilles let out a sigh, and started walking away. "Follow me." He told
his son, coldly.

Emrys followed, passing from the painting of his ancestors. He couldn't wait for his sweet little siblings to come back soon from Hogwards. He would be more rassure if they didn't even go there.

"I am sure that 50% of his thought are about us." Coventina states.

"And the other 50%?" Remina asks.

"His fiance." James looks up surprise.

"He have a fiance?" He asks.

Coventina nods.

"A fucking sadist." Antares whines feeling annoyed.

He also want to present them to the ancestors, Coventina could learn more about the Laskos as Emrys was sure that she already knew a lot about the Potter.

"I know mostly everything- except for some former maidens." Coventina explains.

Achilles led his son down a long hallway, passing by various paintings
of their ancestors. As they near the
end of the hallway, Emrys takes in his surroundings. He notices that the paintings seem to grow darker and more ominous in the more distant ones.

Soon, they reach a large set of double doors. Achilles reaches forth and opens the doors wide to reveal a large chamber. Emrys takes in the room, noticing the huge table right in the center.

"How come I never saw this room before?" Emrys raise a brow.

"The Ancestors Hall." Lucius, Achilles and Lilia mutters.

"It so damn cool! Specially with the hidden pranks." Aelora says slyly.

"Oh Merlin- another Marauder-"

"I give up." You already who said it.

"This is the hall of the ancestors, son," Achilles replies, "Only the chosen heirs of our family can enter this hall." Emrys looks around, taking in the atmosphere of the large room.

There are paintings of their ancestors along the walls, but also statues and decorations that seem to depict moments from the ancestors' lives.

"Yet I used to prank my grandparents here." Achilles smirked amuse. "Their faces were everything."

"Of course, it was." Lilia smiles at her oldest son.

"Your painting are ethereal, grandmother." Coventina speaks softly.

"You saw my painting?" Lilia asks excitedly.

"Yes!" Both smiles at each other.

Emrys smiles, his father never waste time to make a comment to take out tension and sometimes Emrys asked himself if his father was not still a
child.

"He must be." Thanatos shrugs.

"You must have been very troublesome, father." Emrys chuckles. "You have no idea, son,"

Achilles replied, his amused expression fading slightly as he remembered some of his own childhood antics.

"At least you took after me in that aspect," he added with a light chuckle.

"Oh shit-"

"Anyway, give me your palm." Achilles picked up a dagger.

James tenses and squeeze Achilles's hand.

Emrys didn't hesitate to obey his father, he knew he would never hurt him and he also knew that his father cutting him must be a family ritual.

Emrys holds out his palm, prepared for the ritualistic cut. Achilles takes the dagger and places its blade against Emrys’s palm. A sharp pain shoots up Emrys’s arm as the dagger cuts through his skin. Blood drips to the floor, and a trickle of crimson leaks from the cut.

"It's going to hurt." Coventina mumbles softly.

Achilles smiles, "Press your palm on the parchament on the table." He told his son while he wipe the blood that was on the dagger.

Emrys does as he is told, placing his bloody palm on the parchment on the table. Achilles watches closely as the blood seeps into the parchment, leaving behind an imprint of Emrys' palm.

A sharp pain run through Emrys's body making him groan out of pain. It was like he was burning on fire.

James gulps, he looks at Achilles and notice him sighing. "Don't worry, I felt the same pain but I was seven."

"I trust you." Achilles's eyes widens.

"Fuck- I should have told him that it would hurt, badly." Achilles chuckles.

"Okay, I am going to kill you." Achilles sweat drops at James's glare.

"Dad is getting scold." Aelora giggles.

Emrys groans, "Dad I swear t-to Merlin-!" He growl lowly. He let out a sigh, wincing once in a while as the pain slowly disappear.

It didn't hurt that bad but still- it was like the torture curse but then again Emrys was quiet used to pain so he could control his emotion.

Many flinches, how could the Laskos be able to contain such pain? Specially after it says that it was like the Crucio curse.

That's impossible!

"Yeah, should've warned you about that," Achilles chuckles, "Sorry about the pain, son."

Emrys groans as the pain slowly subsides, trying his best to keep his emotions in check. It was a sharp pain, but one that he was used to.

Achilles smiles as he sees his son regain his composure. Emrys has always been tough and resilient, traits he seems to have gotten from his father.

"Hm," Abraxas nods, he was proud
and his family could see it.

A golden light appeared on the family tree, Emrys's full name was no longer in brown but in golden like every others before him.

"I remember this." Anastacius groans.
"It's hurts to fucking much!" He adds.

"The tree accept you?" Lucius asks surprise, since Anastacius was blood-adopted and not a true born Laskos.

"It did." Lilia gasps surprise. "And you, Aelora?" She asks.

Aelora smiles and show her back palm which make a circle follows by a golden light. Coventina did the same.

Achilles smirks,"My Heirs and children."

"Anyway, let's go to the living room,
we have an important guest." Achilles informed Emrys as he made his way out. "He didn't just leave after laughing while I was in agony right?" Emrys frowned but he still followed behind.

"Poor boy!"

"Justice for him!"

As the father and son shared a rare moment of levity while walking back
to the living room, the double doors creaked open, and a figure entered.

Emrys notices the familiar faces of those two people and smiles slightly. Achilles also seems pleased as he greets the  newcomer with his signature smirk.

"I hope your travel was fine, brother in law." Achilles spoke first, the man let out a dramatic sighs. "No- not at all!" The man replies.

Antares clenches his hand tightly.

"Sirius." Emrys grins at seeing his mother's brother figure, Sirius Black who recently escape Azkaban.

Sirius spills out the juice he was about to swallow. "The FUDGE!?"

"He was there?!" Aelora's eyes widens.

"You didn't sense his magic?" Coventina asks confuse.

"No! I am not a sensor." Aelora pouts.

"The twist." Rabastan mutters.

"Of course it wasn't!" Sirius replies bitterly, "How could escaping with Death Eaters and Dementors chasing me all the way be described as 'fine'?"

Remina smiles, she was happy that he was safe.

"It's seem you both are friends." Alphard states as he takes his twenty or more- glass of fire whiskey.

Orion sighs relievely.

Achilles chuckles, amused by his brother-in-law's exaggerated reaction.

Emrys can't help but smile at the sight of his uncle, who is such a contrast to his father's calm and collected demeanour.

Sirius sighs and raise a brow, "Where
is James?" He asked. Emrys tense,
"Mother..." He mumbles, "He is in a magical coma." Achilles replies.

"What do you mean a magical coma?" Sirius asks, sounding slightly alarmed.

Emrys feels his stomach sink as he realizes that his uncle has no idea
about his mother's current situation.

Achilles' expression hardens slightly as he decides not to sugarcoat what's happened. "It's a long story."

Coventina let out a sigh.

"And where is Coventina? Where is Prongslette?" Sirius questioned coldly.

Antares leaned back, "Damn- where
is 'where is my son?'" He mumbles sarcasticly.

"Jealous?" Coventina raises a brow.

"Never of you."

"Hogwards," Emrys smirked, "She is with Aelora and Anastacius. The three are them are now back with us."

Sirius lets out a frustrated sigh, "Thank goodness." He says. "That's what I wanted to know." He mumbles.

"Now, tell me, how is Azkaban treating you, Black?" Achilles asks with a smirk.

James pinches Achilles.

"Oww!"

Sirius frowned, "Fuck you." Achilles laughed.  "We have a lot to talk about,"

Sirius nods, he let out a sigh, "So many years in Azkaban with Bellatrix drive me to the edge. I need 48 hours of sleep." Emrys chuckles.

Bellatrix frowns offend.

Everything was going good, now they just need for the second Sirius to keep wandering around. Clone was always Achilles's things.

"So we fucking chase a clone?!" Draco snaps.

"Poor you." Theodore smirks.

"FUCK EVERYBODY!"