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𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎 🥀✨

𝑺𝒉𝒆/𝑯𝒆𝒓. 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕. 𝑪𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔.

𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒘 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅. 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐-𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒅𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒄𝒔.

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒅. 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅.

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𝑵𝑬𝑪𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑨𝑹𝒀 𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬

Warning: violence, killing

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒, Director of Magical Security and Head of MACUSA’s Department of Magical Law Enforcement looked down at the dead body of man laying only few meters away from his foot.

His face devoid of any emotions and he stared at the body as if it were nothing more than filth under his shoes. With a simple flick of his hand any traces of blood disappeared and the metallic tang in the air replaced with nothing at all.

Percival simply adjusted his cuffs as he turned away from the body then with a flick of his hand, the body caught on fire. He didn't turn around to even look at the burning body as he apparates out of the dark alley.

He felt no regret for killing the man rather he felt utterly satisfied after killing that filthy scum. That filthy bastard had dared to touch his precious omega, his Newt with those disgusting hands.

Percival couldn't tolerate such disgusting behaviour. What kind of Alpha he would be if he let this filth live just like that. After all, people should know to keep their hands to themselves.

It was no secret that the Director of Magical Security was very possessive regarding his omega. It seems people like getting on his nerves by trying to covet his darling omega.

His mate Newt Scamander was a beautiful omega with such a sweet soul. His angelic beauty and lovely smile seem to always attract people. Some filthy scums tend to forget their places by daring to get close to his omega.

Percival hardly tolerates such things, his rather ill temperament doesn't really help the matter. He felt no remorse for using brutal methods to get rid of such filths.

If you asked him, they had it coming the moment they dared to look at his precious mate with their disgusting lust filled eyes.

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𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑼𝑺

𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅

How true is this quote….

Abraxas felt like laughing at the irony of his son Lucius falling in love with James potter.

After all, he too had once fallen for a Potter.

Fleamont Potter, Lord of the Most Ancient and Noble house of Potter had been the one who once hold his cold heart in his palms.

They both had been young and naive. Enamoured with each other during their school days. Their love had been pure and innocent.

Fleamont, his trésor, had been the most cherished person in his life. Young him had been sure that one day Fleamont would marry him under the blessing of mother magic and bond with him for life.

That dream never came true……

Abraxas had no one to blame but himself.

He was the reason for his own suffering. He had lost his trésor the moment he chose Tom Riddle over him. He chose a pathetic man playing god over his beloved.

Abraxas still remembers those warm hazel eyes he so loved filled with tears. The tears which he caused. Even now he felt his heart rip apart at the memory of his trésor painful tears.

Because of his mistake, he lost the love of his life forever. For Fleamont will never belong to him anymore. The day Fleamont left him, that was the day Abraxas’ heart became cold. Unable to love anyone.

His marriage to his late Lady-wife had been nothing but an arrangement. Neither he or his wife had any love for each other, for them this was only a duty.

Then his wife had passed away during the child birth. He was left with his newborn son Lucius, his cold heart started to love again. Little Lucius became his reason to live.

Lucius was his everything. He raised his son with all the care and love. Lucius had grown to become a man worthy of Malfoy name.

Now he was in love with James Potter.

Abraxas would make sure his son doesn't suffer the pain of losing his love like he did. Lucius would never commit the mistake he did.

His son would be happy. He would bond with the love of his life under the blessing of mother magic. He would have the man he desires.

Abraxas would do anything to ensure that his son would be happy…..

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𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹'𝑺 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒, in every generation generation there will be a pair of soulmates. May it be platonic or romantic.

It started with Lady Carina Aeloria Black and Lady Andronica Valerie Potter. Both were said to be each other's dearest companion. One wasn't seen without the other. Both were sisters in all but blood.

Both were truly each other's soulmates….

Then there was Arcturus Licorus Black l who fell madly in love with Danzel Kaiser Potter. Their love story is still remembered fondly and told to children in their family.

It was said Arcturus Black l loved his beau so much that after Danzel’s death, he never married anymore. Spending his whole life in the memories of his beau.

Lord Charlus Henrik Potter and Lady Dorea Aliana Potter née Black. both fall in love during their Hogwarts days. Charlus Potter had loved his wife fiercely, for he had built a Healing hall in her name.

Fleamont Hadwin Potter and Alphard Pollux Black. Both had been best friends since the time they met each other in Diagon Alley. Despite being sorted in different Houses, their friendship never changed. Rather they were thick as thieves. Both were each other's best friend and secret keepers.

The whole Hogwarts staff and British magical community seem to believe that one day both might marry each other and unite the House of Potter and House of Black together. No one could deny both truly love each other despite the fact both never said it out aloud.

How beautiful isn't it…..?

Soulmates in every sense….?

Maybe this isn't a sweet news for everyone as anyone thought……

Orion Regulus Black, Heir to the Noble and Most ancient House of Black. He had everything he desired, after all he was heir to one of most powerful Houses of Magical Britain. Isn't he? Maybe he hadn't gotten everything as he desired….

Orion Black didn't have the affection of Fleamont Potter. Oh how painful it was for his Black blooded heart…. To be unable to have the affection of one, who you desired most.

Orion had fallen madly and deeply in love with Fleamont during his Hogwarts year. He doesn't even know when his black blooded heart started to desire the fiery gryffindor Prince. Even his magic seems to yearn.

He hated this feeling…..

He hated this feeling—this weakness, this longing, this yearning.

For he could never have Fleamont as he desired. Fleamont will never be his. Rather he will be Alphard’s. Alphard’s Beloved but never his….

How cruel was mother magic to deny the only person Orion's heart as ever desired. Orion hated the fact that it was Alphard who received Fleamont’s warmth, smile, laughter, touch and…. kiss.

He felt his heart burn as he watched his cousin looking at Fleamont like a devoted lover, his sterling grey eyes shining so brightly as he stared at the Potter male. It feels like thorns piercing his heart as Fleamont looks at Alphard with sparkling eyes and bright smile.

Orion Regulus Black will never be the Black who will have Fleamont Hadwin Potter’s heart, For it will always be Alphard Pollux Black.

Alphard will be Fleamont’s Lord Husband, Father of his children.

Never Orion….