COVENTINA'S EUPHORIA AT FINALLY WINNING THE QUIDDITVH CUP LASTED AT LEAST A WEEK.

"Really? Only a week?" Sirius pouts. "Me and James' had last a month with me rubbing it at the Slytherin's faces."

Regulus hissed, at being reminded that him and his team had lost their former match to Gryffindor.

Even the weather seemed to be celebrating; as June approached, the days became cloudless and sultry, and all anybody felt like doing was strolling onto the grounds and flopping down on the grass with several pints of iced pumpkin juice, perhaps playing a casual game of Gobstones or watching the giant squid propel itself dreamily across the surface of the lake.

But they couldn't. Exams were nearly upon them, and instead of lazing
around outside, the students were forced to remain inside the castle,
trying to bully their brains into concentrating while enticing wafts of
summer air drifted in through the windows.

"Is not that a bit too much? Too much pressure for a child coumd hurt them mentally which could turn into self harm." Euphemia states, her voice carries worriedness.

"You are right." Lilia nods with Professor McGonagall.

"I will see what I can do."

"Man, I am worshipping Lady Potter so bad." A girl from Gryffidor grins.

"I am down bad too!"

"That's OUR a EFFIE for you!"

Even Fred and George Weasley had been spotted working; they were about to take their O.W.L.s (Ordinary Wizarding Levels). Percy was getting ready to take his N.E.W.T.s (Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests), the highest qualification Hogwarts offered. As Percy hoped to enter the Ministry of Magic, he needed top grades.

Molly nods proudly. Who know, one day her son coumd run the Ministry and she woymd be one of the most powerful woman in the Wizard World!

He was becoming increasingly edgy, and gave very severe punishments to anybody who disturbed the quiet of the common room in the evenings.
In fact, the only person who seemed more anxious than Percy was Granger.

"I am torn between disliking her and tolerating her." Delphina humms.

"Same here, but with Parkinstone." Theo smiles.

"I am very liked─" Coventina interrupts Pansy.

"Probably when you will be six feet underneath." The Grey-green eyes Heiress comments which anger her
enemy.

While Coventina have been at ease considering how she was sure of her grades. With her free time, she was seen helping Aelora and the most strange thing for the students was that no argument or poem were heard between the Slytherin King
and the now Ice Queen of Gryffindor.

"I was SHOCKED." Blaise exclaims full of dramaticness.

"You went to Ice Princess to Ice Queen to now Golden Queen." Aelora chuckles.

"Golden Queen?" James raises an eye brow.

"I am just full of sunhine." Coventina smirks.

For Granger, Weasley had given up asking her how she was managing to attendseveral classes at once, but they couldn't restrain themselves when they saw the exam schedule
she had drawn up for herself. The first column read: Monday,  9 o'clock Arithmancy,  9 o'clock, Transfigurati─ on Lunch, 1 o'clock, Charms 1 o'clock, Ancient Runes

"Hermione?" Weasley said cautiously, because she was liable to explode when interrupted these days. "Er-are you sure you've copied down these times right?" "What?" snapped Granger, picking up the exam schedule and examining it.

"Yes, of course I have. Have you seen my copy of Numerology and Gramatica?"

"Give me some brain." Evan sulks.

"He is not my father." Aurelius whispers.

"Surpringly you are a genius but not him." Draco snickers.

"Oh, yeah, I borrowed it for a bit of bedtime reading," said Ron, but
very quietly.

They had Potions that afternoon, which was an unqualified disaster. Professor Snape and his comments had Coventina insulting in the most gentle way possible while Antares Black was once again see with the blonde girl who had a high ego.

"That girl doesn't give the good girl type of vibe but instead she gave me bitch vibe." Marlene comments.

"Because she is." Delphina scoffs.

"She gives the 'eekkkk'!" Aelora grins.

Then came Astronomy at midnight, up on the tallest tower; History of Magic on Wednesday morning, Wednesday afternoon meant Herbology, in the greenhouses under a baking-hot sun; then back to the common room once more, with sunburnt necks, thinking longingly
of this time next day, when it would all be over.

Their second to last exam, on Thursday morning, was Defense Against the Dark Arts. Professor Lupin had compiled the most unusual exam any of them had ever taken;

A sort of obstacle course outside in the sun, where they had to wade across a deep paddling pool containi─ ng a grindylow, cross a series of potholes full of Red Caps, squish their way across a patch of marsh while ignoring misleading directions from
a hinkypunk, then climb into an old
trunk and battle with a new boggart.

"Excellent, Cub," Remina muttered as Coventina climbed out of the trunk,
smirking. "Full marks."

"A genius daughter from genius parents."

But the smirk soon falter. "I got full marks too, mother." Antares grinned proudly, entering the room with his 'perfect Heir' aura surrounding him.

"Ugg, I hate when he plays the Perfect Heir thing." Draco groaned.

"I am proud of you." Remina smiled and kissed the forehead of Antares who nodded while his eyes locked on Coventina.

"Je suis heureux de te revoir, ma
douce déesse." Antares's perfect french frustrated Coventina who have been learning the language
from a book.

"I need to learn that damn French language!"

"Whatever, Black." Coventina said while hearing Granger complaining at how she had failed all her exams. She sighed as both started arguing about the animals of Hagrid yet Coventina sulked silently, missing her babies.

"Aww, she missed her Merlin-damn fucking─sorry─dangerous animals!"
The sarcasticness in Draco's tone was
not taken serious by Coventina who
glared at her cousin.

"You wish to be their dinner?"

"N-no ma'am."

"Good boy."

All around her, people were talking excitedly as they ate their lunch, happily anticipating the end of the exams that afternoon.

Coventina's and her siblings' last exam was Divination; Granger's, Muggle Studies. They walked up the marble staircase together; Granger left them on the first floor and the Laskos siblings proceeded all the way up to the seventh, where many of their class were sitting on the spiral staircase to Professor Trelawney's classroom, trying to cram in a bit of last-minute studying.

"She's seeing us all separately," Neville informed them as they went to sit down next to him. He had his copy of Unfogging the Future open on his lap at the pages devoted to crystal gazing. "Have either of you ever seen anything in a crystal ball?" he asked them unhappily.

"He is growing up!" Alice giggles.

"He looks a lot like Alice."

"Other than our own reflect?" Anastacius raised an eye brow
at his own question.

"She is a seer, you children just don't know anything. You are young and inexperienced!" Dumbledore fucked
up and he doesn't know it.

The line of people outside the classroom shortened very slowly. As each person climbed back down the silver ladder, the rest of the class hissed, "What did she ask? Was it okay?" But they all refused to say.

"She says the crystal ball's told her that if I tell you, I'll have a horrible accident!" squeaked Neville as he clambered back down the ladder toward Coventina and Aelora, who had now reached the landing.

"That's convenient," snorted Weasley. "You know, I'm starting to think
Hermione was right about her." he jabbed his thumb toward the trapdoor overhead- "she's a right
old fraud."

Dumnledore gritted hi yellow teeth in anger.

Parvati came back down the ladder glowing with pride. "She says I've got all the makings of a true Seer," she informed Coventina.

"If she can be a seer then uncle Regulus can swim." Draco shrugs.

Coventina and Thanatos facepalms in disbelief.

"You little─!" Regulus hisses.

"I can see someone dying in the future, a girl with ego and with an empty brain- wait! She is in front of me!" Aelora fake a gasp with her hand over her mouth.

"That's my girl." Emrys smiles proudly
at the insult.

She hurried off down the spiral staircase toward Lavender while
Neville giggled to himself.

"Aelora Nikova," said the familiar, misty voice from over their heads. Aelora scoffed and climbed the silver ladder out of sight. Coventina was now the only person left to be tested.

Finally, after about twenty minutes, Aelora's large feet reappeared on the
ladder. "How'd it go?" Anastacius asked her, standing up. "Boring," said Aelora "I saw nothing so I lied and she believed it."

"A true seer indeed." Walburgs said while looking directly at Dumbledore who shricked in his chair. He may be one of the most powerful Wizard─he was still afraid of the black madness
like any other.

"Meet you in the common room," Coventina muttered as Professor Trelawney's voice called, "Coventina Potter!"

"D-R-A-M-A start now.?

The tower room was hotter than ever before; the curtains were closed, the fire was alight, and the usual sickly scent made Coventina cough as she stumbled through the clutter of chairs and table to where Professor Trelawney sat waiting for her before a large crystal ball.

"Good day, my dear," she said softly. "If you would kindly gaze into the Orb.... Take your time, now... then tell me what you see within it." Coventina bent over the crystal ball and stared, stared as hard as she could, willing it to show her something other than swirling white fog, but nothing happened.

"Well?" Professor Trelawney prompted delicately. "What do you see?" The heat was overpowering and her nostrils were stinging with the perfumed smoke wafting from the fire beside them. She thought of what Aelora did.

"A dark shape." She whispered confindently. "What does it resemble?" whispered Professor Trelawney. "Think, now..."

"Lying to a professor, Potter." Pansy looks at her enemy.

"Mind your business, Parking."

Coventina cast her mind around and it landed on Buckbeak. "A hippogriff," she said firmly. "Indeed!" whispered Professor Trelawney, scribbling keenly on the parchment perched upon her knees. "My girl, you may well be seeing the outcome of poor Hagrid's trouble with the Ministry of Magic! Look closer Does the hippogriff appear to... have its head?"

The two students that were of the causes of such thing shrink. One fills with guilt and one fills with nervousness.

"Yes," said Coventina firmly.

"Are you sure?" Professor Trelawney urged her. "Are you quite sure, dear? You don't see it writhing on the ground, perhaps, and a shadowy figure raising an axe behind it?"

"Eww!!"

"No." said Coventina, disgusted were hidden behind her beautiful eyes.

"Such emotion should never appear again, ma chérie. It hide your beauty." Antares whispers charmingly.

"How flatering."

"No blood? No weeping Hagrid?" "No." said Coventina again, wanting more than ever to leave the room and the heat. "It looks fine, it's flying away." Professor Trelawney sighed. "Well, dear, I think we'll leave it there... A little disappointing but I'm sure you did your best."

Relieved, Coventina got up, picked up her bag and turned to go, but then a
loud, harsh voice spoke behind her.
"IT WILL HAPPEN TONIGHT."

"What the heck?!" Everyone turns to look at Sirius who was eating chocolate with a 'what?' expression. This time it was not him who had scream, it was Evan.

Coventina wheeled around. Professor Trelawney had gone rigid in her
armchair; her eyes were unfocused
and her mouth sagging.

"She is a seer or something else?" Achilles whispers.

"What?" said Coventina. But Professor Trelawney didn't seem to hear her. Her eyes started to roll.

"Fuck-!"

Coventina's eyes widened. She looked as though she was about to have some sort of seizure. She hesitated,  thinking of running to the hospital wing- and then Professor Trelawney spoke again, in the same harsh voice, quite unlike her own:

"THE DARK LORD LIES ALONE AND FRIENDLESS, ABANDONED BY HIS FOLLOWERS. HIS SERVANT HAS BEEN CHAINED THESE TWELVE YEARS. TONIGHT, BEFORE MIDNIGHT... THE SERVANT WILL BREAK FREE AND SET OUT TO REJOIN HIS MASTER. THE DARK LORD WILL RISE AGAIN WITH HIS SERVANTS AID, GREATER AND MORE TERRIBLE THAN EVER HE WAS. TONIGHT... BEFORE MIDNIGHT... THE
SERVANT... WILL SET OUT... TO REJOIN... HIS MASTER...."

Everyone sat frozen.

Dark Lord. Servant. Rise again.

Coventina froze. One; 'Dark Lord will rise again' Voldemort was coming back. Two; the servant had to be Peter. Three; shit.

"Shit indeed." Alphard agreed.

"So she is a seer?" Narcissa asks confuse.

"Onlu time shall tell." Pandora smimes dreamily.

The Dark's followers were mainly excited yet filled with dread. After
all their Lord disappeared twice
because of a youg girl.

Professor Trelawney's head fell forward onto her chest. She made a grunting sort of noise. Coventina sat there, staring at her. Then, quite suddenly, Professor Trelawney's head snapped up again.

"I'm so sorry, dear girl," she said dreamily, "the heat of the day, you
know... I drifted off for a moment...."
Coventina sat there, staring at her. "Is there anything wrong, my dear?"

"You just told me that the Dark Lord's going to rise again." Coventina raised a brow. Professor Trelawney looked thoroughly startled. "The Dark Lord? He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named? My dear girl, that's hardly something to joke about.... Rise again, indeed-"

"She doesn't even remember?" Lucius asks.

"Its is rare that Seer remember their dreams or their vision." Arcturus states.

"You are right, I am sorry professor. i just dozzed off a little." Coventina didn't wait for an answer as she walked out of the room.

"Best answer."

Five minutes later she was dashing past the security trolls outside the entrance to Gryffindor Tower, Professor Trelawney's words still resounding in her head. People were striding past her in the opposite direction, laughing and joking, heading for the grounds and a bit of long-awaited freedom; by the time she had reached the portrait hole and
entered the common room.

She heard Weasley and Granger talking about the execution of the poor Buckbeak which make Coventina livid. She adored animals─more than humans.

"Ouch."

"My heart."

Antares grins, "I could turn into
a snake or whatever you want!"

"Simp."

She went down to dinner with everybody else, but did not return
to Gryffindor Tower afterward however she had informed Aelora who informed Anastacius.

She had the cloak hidden down tie front of herrobes; she had to keep herarms folded to hide the lump. Suddenly two boys joined her under the invisible who was not very invisible for the boys.

"Who─"

"Black! Malfoy!" Coventina said lowly
in an annoyed tone that couldn't be dismiss. "Sorry, ma douce, but you are not going out alone at this hour." Draco nodded at his cousin's words.

"Damn, I am head over heels for Black."

"Same."

"I have no need for guards dogs."

"I am not a dog!" Draco frowned.

"You could be mine." Aelora giggles.

"Hmfp." Draco pouts.

They skulked in an empty chamber off the entrance hall, listening, until they were sure it was deserted. They heard a last pair of people hurrying across the hall and a door slamming. Draco poked his head around the door.

Draco looked at Coventina and Antares before doing a sign with
his hand. Both the lioness and the snake were very confused at what
the blonde boy was doing.

"Oh─oh! It's like a movie with spies!"

"Snape is here?" Coventina guessed.

Draco shook his head.

"No!"

The muggles borns groans.

"Your father is there! Wearing a pink dress!" Antares guessed with a grinned.

Lucius glares at his nephew

The Marauders were dying of laugher
at the thought of the peacock in a pink dress.

Draco groaned. "I meant that there were nobody!"

"That's what it meant?" Ask Dorcas confuses.

"Yes."

"Should just have said so." Antares muttered disppointly, he wished he could see someone wearing a pink
dress─mostly his great uncle or Lucius.

"Which great uncle?" Alphard frowns.

"You."

Alphard spats his drink accidentally. And Lucretia was agape in disbelief
as she was a bit drench in alcohol.

"ALPHARD BLACK!!" the man in question winces.

Walking very close together so that nobody would see them, they crossed
the hall on tiptoe beneath the cloak, then walked down the stone front
steps into the grounds. The sun was already sinking behind the Forbidden
Forest, gilding the top branches of the trees.

They walked silently, Coventina wanted to go see Hagrid but with Draco being here─and his father being the one caused of the animal's execution, it was not a great idea. So instead they sneaked into the giant's house.

"Damn, It's Weasley's stupid rat!" Draco whispered lowly. Coventina gaped at him. "Where?" With a frantic squeak, and much scrambling to get back inside, Scabbers the rat came sliding out onto the table.

Peter winces.

"You sneaky traitor!" She grabbed the struggling rat and held her up to the light. Coventina passed it to Antares who cringe at the sight of the ugly rat.

Antares shivers, he despise those type of animals. Then again he would tolerate
it for a while to please Coventina.

Scabbers looked dreadful. He was thinner than ever, large tufts of hair had fallen out leaving wide bald patches, and he writhed in Antares's hands as though desperate to free himself.

"You got damn ugly."

Hagrid suddenly stood up, his eyes fixed on the window. His normally ruddy face had gone the color of parchment. "They're comin'...."

"Poor animal..."

Draco, Antares and Coventina whipped around. A group of men was walking down the distant castle steps. In front was Albus Dumbledore, his silver beard gleaming in the dying sun. Next to him trotted Cornelius Fudge. Behind them came the feeble old Committee member and the executioner, Macnair.

They followed him to the door into his back garden. Coventina felt strangely unreal, and even more so when she saw Buckbeak a few yards away, tethered to a tree behind Hagrid's Pumpkin patch. Buckbeak seemed to know something was happening. He turned his sharp head from side to side and pawed the ground nervously.

Alice could feel her heart breaks at the clueless animals that was unknowingly waiting for his death.

"We can't save the animal." Antares told Coventina. "We can, I am not weak─" "It has nothing to do with you being weak!" Antares told her firmly, "Look around you, ma princesse."

Coventina tensed, she looked around him, then she saw it─or him? A shadow dressed in all black with a ling spear─or was it a spear? In his hand. Coventina felt like death was nearer than ever and she was sure that he was.

Thanatos crosses his arms, most of
the dead that he had were nearer
to Coventina than any other.

She was truly the child of the dead.

"I am sorry." Draco whispered.

"Let's go." They started up the sloping lawn toward the castle. The sun was sinking fast now; the sky had turned to a clear, purple-tinged grey, but to the west there was a ruby-red glow.

"Damn it, that damn rat won't stay put!" Antares gritted his teeth. the rat
was going berserk; squeaking madly, twisting and flailing, trying to sink his teeth into Antares's hand. "Damn pest!" He spat with disgusted.

Peter frowns.

"I am going to kill you─" James holds Sirius back.

"Cousin, they are going to─"

The rat was squealing wildly, but not loudly enough to cover up the sounds drifting from Hagrid's garden. There was a jumble of indistinct male voices, a silence, and then, without warning, the unmistakable swish and thud of an axe. Draco swayed on the spot.

"Merlin, they did it..." Draco whispered in disbelief.

James flinches in disgust. He understood that some had to die but not an innocent animal.

Life and death are both cruel.