JAMES COULDN'T HELP BUT FEEL THAT THE TWO PRINCES DISLIKE SEVERUS SNAPE.

He could see them glaring at him with anger and a mix of disgust. The tension
in the air was almost palpable. It was no secret that Severus Snape was a contro─ versial figure in Hogwarts. Some thought
of him as a annoying and demanding boy, while others saw him as downright cruel and unjust.

James, a Gryffindor himself, had always seen Snape as a bitter and vindictive person. It was no secret that Sirius, him
and Remina were the most popular trio in Gryffindor, and they didn't take kindly to being criticized or spoken down to. In fact, James and Sirius had a very hard time keeping their tempers under control when around Snape. Mostly Sirius who want tp gauge Snape's eyes out.

In particular, James felt a deep sense of concern for Coventina. He had a feeling that his daughter had not yet experienced the full extent of Snape's bitterness which was toward him before. James was determinated to change the future and give Coventina, Anastacius, Aelora and Emrys a great childhood.

It hurts him to remember that Emrys grew up in Azkaban while the three children frew up in an orphonage. He needs to protect them from any harm or emotional trauma in his future. It was something that he and Sirius had discussed extensively when the break start.

They were both determined to keep their emotions in check and not let things escalated. However, he didn't know that
he was the one who his children wanted
to protect and not the other way around.

Specially Emrys. Mostly Emrys who had watched his father drown himself in alcohol, drinking in his room alone.

Most didn't know that the same Sunshine who will burn the world for his family was once a boy who cried in his father's arm to fall asleep. He─who prayed evey nights for his siblings to be okay, he was the one who filled rooms of gifts for his siblings, the one who played piano till his fingers bleed.

The same boy who learn how to torture
and to kill to protect himself. He─who killed hundreds of men and had millions
of nightmares. He─who had stop crying
at the age of five and had await for his revenge toward the man who destroyed his family.

It all stop. His nightmares had stopped the moment he saw his sweet sister. She looks exactly like he had imagine yet the fact
that they didn't have the childhood  they deserve had Achilles angry. Revenge could wait, not his children. Achilles taught his son who was supposed to be as spoiled as his daughter how to kill at a young age.

His future self hated every moment of it. Now he enjoyed every moments he had with his children. Whenever they have killed, tortured or steal, he didn't care. He was a simp for his man and whipped for his kids.

Now his oldest son was sitting next to that blondie man who looked at his son like he want to devored him alive. "Fucker." He whispers to himself. Not only he had to deal with that future son in law but he had to deal with the fucker's fucker friend.

Antares Black who too was staring at his daughter. Antares grins catching the eyes
of Achilles who was literraly wishing his death. Their attentions tgen turn to Coventina who was still resting her head
on Aerys's shoulder.

Achilles prefers Aerys over Antares.

Then the screen light up once again. Antares stares at the screen with indiffe─ rence. He already knew that was going to be shown and he didn't like that others
will be able to see it too.

Beneath the ancient oak that stood tall and strong, two figures sat, side by side, in the summer's warm glow. One was a boy, with dark curly chocolate hair, eyes as gray as moonlight, with a spark of light rare.

The other was a girl, with dark brown hair, blue-green eyes that shone like stars in the night sky, with a beauty so wise. They sat there, content and still, their minds at peace, enveloped by the majesty of the oak's ancient trees.

"How pretty ..." Aelora whispers in aww
at the cute scene on the screen. Her sweet expression could be compare to Alice's.

Aerys stares longly, her eyes locks on the girl's figure. Blue-green eyes that shone like stats in the night sky. "It suit her very well."

The air was thick with the smell of summer greens, and a gentle breeze caressed their faces, keeping them
cool and clean.

The boy's eyes were fixed on the distance his mind lost in thought, while the girl's gaze was focused on the boy, her heart overflowing with love.

"That's the same look, my Moony gives me!" Cheers Sirius with the biggest grin that ever exist. Until someone decides to crush his happiness.

"You wish." Mary smirks, enjoying the agape look on Sirius's face.

"He sure do."

Despite the silence that surrounded them, their spirits were one, Bound by
a bond that transcended words, a love that had just begun. In that moment, time stood still, as if the world outside had stopped, And they were the only two people who existed, lost in each other's embrace.

"Your eyes have been taking in my beauty for a while now, my shining
jewel." He mused with all seriousness.

"He is so handsome!" Daphne giggles.

"Baby." Theodone sighs exaperately. "Oh come on, he is handsome, admit it!" Daphne grins.

With a defeat face, Theo nods. "He is handsome."

The girl blushed, her heart suddenly beating quite a beat, as the boy's words had a way of making her feet move, her breath sweet. His deep and melodious voice was like music to her ears sending a shiver down her spine, and a fire within her fears.

His presence was intimidating, yet she yearned for him so, and so she leaned closer, and softly spoke to her beau,
"You've taken my heart and my very soul, my bleeding star."

Bleeding star.

Fuck.

Coventina frowns. She heard those words too many time to ever forget it. Her Dreams.

"I'm happy to be yours," he said, his voice rich and deep, and his eyes, as dark as the ocean depths, were fixed upon her, he keep a small smile appeared on his face as he added, "And you are my everything."

Under the oak tree, the two starcrossed lovers sat together, their destinies intertwined. Their paths had crossed
by chance, yet it seemed as though it were written in the stars.

"Does Fate love ruining others' lives? Can't they just get another shitty hobies?" Spats Draco annoyed. He hates those things, like some Gods or Deities controlling their very being. It was not fair. They were not create to be some puppets or toya to be play with.

Antares chuckles dryly. He never agreed much with his cousin. But what he said
was so true and ironic. They can just fuck themselves.

It was as if they had known each other for lifetimes, yet they had only just met. They connected on a level that was beyond words, their spirits speaking
to each other in a language only they understood.

Yet, despite their deep love for each other, there was a darkness that hovered over them, a shadow that threatened to separate them forever. It was as if their love was doomed from the start, a tragic story that was written in the stars.

"Sometimes, its just remind me how love are more connected to the stars than the sun." A Ravenclaw whispers. "Millions of graves. Maybe those graves of love that have never been." Her eyes sparkles.

They knew that their time together was limited, yet they chose to savor every minute, every moment. They embraced each other, as if they were one, their souls intertwined in a way that was impossible to break.

Despite the darkness that loomed above them, they held onto each other, refusing to let go. Their love was like
a burning flame, and nothing would extinguish it.

Even though their story was one of tragedy, they found solace in each other's arms, knowing that their love was stronger than any fate that was written in the stars. Their destiny, was written in the stars, written in ecstasy.

"I don't know them but I love them."

"Me too."

"Tragic but beautiful!"

"Will we make it?" She whispered like
a passing breeze.

"Not even Death can tear me away from you." His voice held comfort and a promise. A promise that was never broken.

Thanatos chuckles. Right, it have not
been broken. Never had been, always intertwined. "Even Fates can't handle
them anymore." He muses.

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A soft glow emanated from the moonlight, casting long shadows upon his face. His eyes were closed as he leaned back on the couch, lost in thought.

"Antares?" They all thoughts to themselves.

Thoughts of past, present and future swirled within him, giving him a sense
of peace and serenity. He sighed and opened his eyes, looking into the darkness of the room.

He reached for his glass on the table and took a sip. Alcohol. He have grown used of consuming it since a young age. His muscles loosened up and he let out a long, deep breath. All blame can be on his great uncle.

Remina glares at Alphard from afar. The had to ignore the protective wolf and sighs.

"Traitor."

There was a sense of calmness in the air, almost as if the universe was telling him that everything was going to be alright. But he couldn't shake the feeling of impending doom that seemed to be ever present. He closed his eyes again, trying to focus on nothing but the silence in the room.

He was alone, yet feeling like he wasn't. It was an odd feeling of being completely at peace and entirely restless at the same time.

Ah.

Emrys knows that feeling.

Too well.

Restless nightmares of the past haunted him. The darkness around him seemed to swallow him whole. His eyes lowered, his breathing state slowing down like the wind.

Coventina looks at him. She can't see him looking so lost, nobody knew the broken Antares like she does. He is so beautiful,
a broken art.

Does she hates him? She doesn't know.

Does she loves him? She doesn't know.

"Stop breathing." He murmurs. "You are bothering me." Footsteps were heard, a digure stood behind him. "Drinking again?" The figure asked like it was not obvious already.

"Have you go blind already, Aurelius."

"Soon." Whispers Achilles.

"No, I am merely annoyed that you took one of my favorite."

"Gods, are they serious?"

"Look at me." Aurelius turned at Antares, his eyes burning into his. "Do
I look like I have a fuck to give?" There was no smirk, no smile, no humor in Antares anymore. It was like talking to
a ghost who was giving a cold aura.

Narcissa shivers. "Such a cold stare."

"Terrifying ..."

Inatead of replying to his respond, he asked another. "Nightmares?"

"Does it concern you?" Antares asked back. It was a back and forth between the two. It didn't seem like one of them would give upso Antares decided to not waste any of his time by replying.

"A dream."

"I love dreams."

Some do, some don't.

"You? Dreaming?" Aurelius could have sworn that the boy in front of him was
not capable of dreaming. A dream was
an escape to reality and a peaceful one
not like the nightmares Antares endure
everyday.

"Do you still?" Coventina whispers so soft. Surprisingly Antares shooks his head. He heard her. His eyes found hers. "I am not even sure if its nightmare anymore."

"Yes."  He looked at the dirty blonde
hair man. This time he was smirking, a sardonic smile. "Amusing isn't it?" A song was played between the walls, the moon was shining brighter than usual.

"Moonblood, that's the only answer to that pathetic dream." He mused.

Altair raises a brow, his eyes darkens.

"How sad." Muses Aerys without feeling.

"Quiet it." Alastor smiles charmingly. Fire burning in his eyes. So bright and so very dangerous.

"It's torture." If Aurelius had any feeling such as sympathy then maybe it would have affect him. But it didn't. "Stay away from everyone for a while." He told him instead of a comforting word. As they never done this. They don't comfort or apologize. It was not in them.

Why?

''Why would our son needs to stay away from people?'' Thinks Sirius.

"From her." He added.

Antares could laugh at such thought. "No." He said, his eyes narrowed to rose of his table next to the necklace gifted by his goddess. The night end with Aurelius sitting  in front of Antares, helping him finished the bottle.