THEY WERE CURRENTLY, walking down the streets of Diagon Alley. They walked to a shop called Ollivander's Fine Wands stepping inside the shop as, they took a look around curiously it still hasn't change.
As the shop consisted of a waiting area and shelves upon shelves of black boxes stacked into the back of the shop. Anastacius turned to see silver haired man, Ollivander,
"Hello, Ollivander we are here to get our wands." He looked at wand maker and spoke.
"They are getting their wands!!!" James start jumping from excitement.
"Yes!!" Sirius join in as he did not
want to be left behind.
Walburga shook her head, a sigh left her lips as she glances at her older son.
"Maple, unicorn hair, twelve inches. Give it a wave to try it out." Ollivander requested as he handed Aelora the maple wood wand.
Aelora gave the wand a half wave and half of the boxes started shaking. "Amazing!" She had guessed that it must be her wand now.
Anastacius's wand was the Dragon heartstrings wand. A wand produced by the most powerful and flamboyant magic, and they learned spells faster and easier.
"Ms. Potter, I wondered when I'd be seeing you. It seems only yesterday that your mother and father were here buying their first wands." She perks up at the mention of her parents while Anastacius and Aelora share a look at the mention of the former Lord and Lady of the Potter House.
Ollivander picks a wand, "Ah. Here we are. Well, give it a wave." Coventina waves the wand. This causes harsh wind to sweep through the shop and makes the large shelves of boxes come crashing down. The wind almost blows everyone over
Everyone, are shocked by her magic
and power she accidentally displayed.
"Apparently not. Perhaps this." Ollivander gets another wand from a box. Coventina waves at a vase, which shatters, including all the windows of the shop, as the ground gives a little rumble, startling everyone.
"Venti, are you trying to
kill us?" Aelora pouted.
"No, no, definitely not! No matter." Ollivander goes to get another wand before becoming thoughtful, "I wonder..." Ollivander changes course and gets a black box with blue swirls on it.
Coventina perks up at the box, feeling something from the box. It's almost like she knows that this is her wand. Ollivander hands the wand to Coventina.
No sooner after she touched it, Coventina suddenly glows under it, blowing her hair up and several of the paperwork in the background.
"Go, prongslette!" James cheers,
feeling proud of his daughter.
"Curious, very curious," Ollivander state.
"What's curious?" James asks.
"You will see, soon." Lily rolled
her eyes.
"What's curious?" Coventina questions, her tone has not change
at all, it was even colder.
Ollivander examines the wand he gave to her, "I remember every wand I've ever sold, Ms. Potter. This wand has been here a long time. The core is phoenix tail, the phoenix, whose tail feather resides in your wand, gave another feather, just one other. It is curious that you should be destined for this wand when its brother gave you that scar." The man points to the lightning bolt scar on Coventina's forehead.
"You mean the coward who killed my parents?" Coventina asked, her tone shift to darker tone.
"Avenge them!" Sirius cheers.
"Sirius!" Remina scolds. Sirius frown and looks at her with a pout. "But Voldy killed prongs." He muttered.
"It okay, pad. Look? I am still there." James answer.
"Y-yes." Ollivander nodded
nervously.
They were interrupted by the
gentle voice of a woman. "Are you both finished getting your wands?" The beautiful woman questions the boys.
One of the boy had white hair with light grey eyes that would light up in the sun. Next to him was his older cousin.
He had that appearance which could make him stand out in the crowd.
He was fair, almost pale white.
His unfathomable, dark grey eyes contrasted exceptionally with his light toned face. His eyes were as deep and expressive, where you could get lost if you stared long enough. His face had that faraway look in it, which cannot be described in words.
"Yes, mother."
"Yes, aunt Cissa." The boy replied to the woman while Coventina secretly steal a glance at him.
"Alright then, let's go and no
trouble Antares." The woman said firmly.
"Is this who I think it is?" Marlene smiled brightly. "That your son, Remi, Siri!!" Sirius grinned.
"Yes, it is."
"He is so handsome!" Remina smiles, "I agreed." Narcissa nodded.
"Let's me think about it, no." The boy answered before walking away without any care in the world.
"Draco, follow your cousin." The woman who happens to be Narcissa Malfoy nee Black said to her son.
"Yes, mother." Draco let out a
sighed and followed his cousin.
"Totally have your personality,
Sirius." James smiles, for a very ling moment, they all forgot about Peter.
"I know right?" Sirius smirk proudly.
"Oh Merlin! Lucius has a double!!"
"Son?" Narcissa smile at the sight
of her future child, her child
"Let's go, we have our wand." Aelora said while holding Coventina's arms.
"Where will we stay?" She asked Anastacius. "The Peverell Manor," Anastacius smirked, he couldn't
wait to know more about his family line. "I mean in summer?"
"In the Peverell Manor, Ael." Anastacius sighed. "Let's go then." Coventina yawned and wrapped her arm around Aelora's.
"They are so cute!"
"Right!"
"I want to be their friend!" Pout a first year in Hufflepuff.
Anastacius was naturally the one with more knowledge about magic and it was easy for him to apparated in front of his ancestral manor.
Peverell Manor.
Amidst the tranquil woods stands a magnificent manor Its structure, grand and imposing, like a king among his subjects It seems to breathe, alive with history and mystery.
Its walls are thick and strong, as
if to keep out the outside world
A monument to the past, with
stories of love and sorrow unfurled.
The rooms are vast and elegant, with chandeliers that glitter and gleam
You could almost feel the spirits of the past that once walked these halls, like a dream.
The gardens are a symphony of color and beauty, a breath of fresh air
A sanctuary from the chaos of the world, like a piece of Heaven on earth.
The manor may be old, but its grandeur endures, a reminder
of the greatness that once was
A testament to the human spirit,
and the power of creativity and love.
"Wow," The people were dumbstruck
by the beauty of the palace.
"Rich people," Lady Greengrass comments, "But we are rich?" Her
son says. "Exactly."
The Potter and Mortem watches
the people's expression proudly.
"I love this already." Aelora exclaimed, "I will be in the
library." Coventina said before
making her way in the Manor.
Coventina with piercing eyes
roams the halls alone, she enters
a magnificent library where time
seems to stand still.
She approaches a grand desk, the weight of her thoughts heavy on her chest in this space sacred, she's unsure, if she belongs there or if she's a guest.
The air is still as she steps into the dimly lit room She takes a deep breath and the scent of leather and parchment fill her lungs.
She scours the shelves of knowledge, books upon books, a vast expanse
She's drawn to a certain section, it feels like her place.
And as she browses the volumes, her cold exterior seems to thaw for in this grand library, she's found her home, among the books and the law.
Book was always her dream life, being in a room with her books, her mind and her chocolate.
"She is just like you, Lily-flower." James grinned. "She is." Smiles the red head.
"I want that too!!" Very Ravenclaw and half of the Slytherin exclaimed in envy.
She finally has a home.