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Broken Promises

A starry night, bright lights in heaven's black, stretched until the sea met the sky. Underneath the brightest star sat a blonde woman on a comfortable rocking chair. Her refinement making her look much younger than her actual age. Her shoulder-length golden hair rested on her shoulder while her mismatched yet dazzling green and blue eyes roamed the sky. It was quite a routine for her to sit under the stars, usually with a cup of fire whiskey or a good novel but today it seemed as if the stars kept calling to her. Despite her full attention on the velvety sky, she was aware of her husband sitting down next to her. "Melania," Came Arcturus's soft voice. "It's quite late my love," his hand reached out to hold the soft palm of his wife. Melanie turned to meet her husband's grey eyes with an amused smile on her face. "It depends on your point of view. Somewhere in the world, the sun just came up," she turned back to look up at the sky, not seeing her husband's adoring look.

Arcturus too decided to entertain his wife and himself as he turned back to look at the sky. "When I see stars. I see tradition. The honor of our family. What do you see?" he curiously asked, wanting to know Melania's point of view. "I see fate. My mother used to say that while you are alive, the stars sing your destiny but once you die, you sing back at those you love," she answered her eyes becoming silvery as she thought of her deceased mother. "There will be another star," Melania broke the comfortable silence between them. The raven-haired man beside her sat up straight as his interest peaked. "But the stars won't know her name," she frowned making her husband squeezed her hand. "Is that a bad thing?" he asked in concern.

After many years of marriage, Arcturus had learned that even the sanest woman like Melania can say odd things sometimes. And just like her intelligent claims, her odd ones should not be underestimated as well. "It depends on her my love," The blonde female sighed. "She will write her own destiny. She will sing to the stars. Now her future relies on the choices she will make," Her eyes twinkled with something Arcturus couldn't quite put his finger on but he was sure, if Melanie had any say, the girl will have a good and secure feature. She stood up, her green velvet silk grown hugging her body. "We should go inside now," she smiled. "I promised Andromeda I'll tell her a story,"

Years passed yet Arcturus nor Melania forgot their conversation neither did they speak about it anew. Arcturus grip on his cane tightened as he watched his only son; Orion in pure amusement while he paced while his wife was giving labor, to the heir of the Noble and most ancient house of Black. "You sure you don't need to use the washroom little brother," Lucretia Prewett grinned teasingly at her younger brother while she held her six months year old twins, Fabian and Gideon on her lap. Orion paused in his steps only to give his sister the fakest smile. "Funny coming out of you sister. Didn't you pop off three of your own," He crossed his arms. "Exactly. You're not the one popping out the kids. Your wife is. So get your ass down," she sang. "Lucretia!" Irma gasped at her niece's foul language while Alphard was trying to control his laughter. "Apologies Aunt Irma," She muttered while her brother and cousins knew that she was not sorry at all.

To ease his worries, Orion picked up Fabian and started entertaining his nephew, earning a distraction for himself. Almost half an hour later, a sweating Melania Black came outside. Being a principled Healer had its perks, such as delivering all your grand children. Everyone stood up at the sight of their mother, aunt, wife, sister-in-law, respectively. Orion immediately ran inside the delivering room. Walburga's cheeks were sanguine, her dark curls were all over the places as she took deep breaths, trying to calm herself after the painful experience. "Meet your son and daughter," she managed to smile tiredly.

Orion walked forward to the crib, being careful not to make any sound. Two kids lyed down together. His son was holding his twin's finger as tightly as possible. This made him chuckle. All sounds of his family were tuned out as he watched his children sleeping peacefully. "There beautiful," Irma smiled brightly as she looked at them. "Of course they are. They are my nephew and niece after all," Alphard grinned cheekily. Walburga scowled at her brother and desperately wanted to throw a vase or a piano at him. Melania handed the girl to Pollux while the boy to Arcturus. "Have you decided what to name them?" Cygnus asked while watching his father cradling his niece. "Sirius Orion Black," Orion decided after a few moments. "And the girl?" Druella raised her brows at him.

All eyes turned to Walburga since Orion had already named their son. "Nova," Walburga muttered. This was her first and possibly last female child. Her name had to be perfect. "Nova Adhara Black," she destined. Everyone smiled at the beautiful name chosen for the baby girl. Walburga was right, Nova was the only female. Two years later, Walburga and Orion had son; Regulus and they decided not to have more children. Slowly as time passed, Walburga and Orion got bitter and bitter. Despite having three children, she didn't have a maternal bone in them. To them children were their duty and no one said anything about affection.

Regulus was the perfect son. Never objecting to anything his parents say. Sirius on the other hand had gotten rebellious. He took pleasure in annoying his family and didn't care about the consequences, one of the reasons he wasn't fond of Regulus. Nova was their golden thread. She and Sirius were best of friends, both of them had an unbreakable bond. She used to keep his feet on the ground and he was the reason she allowed herself to feel free and dream. Most of the teams, she was covering up for her twin or taking the blame on herself. Despite being only two years apart, she was a maternal figure to young Reggie.

The youngest Black adored her. She was his protector. Unlike Sirius, she never made fun of him for not standing up to their mother, she understood not everyone can be brave. Diverse from Walburga and other perfectionists in the family, Regulus never hesitated to ask her help. She said and he quotes: "Perfection is found in accepting your imperfection,"

The Best days, the three Black siblings have are when Walburga and Orion are not at home and Alphard Black is babysitting. Like right now, Alphard was passed out on the sofa from the excessive amount of fire whiskey the trio had managed to make him drink while the rain floats in gentle waves, as if gravity is a soft music from the Earth, a sweet beckoning serenade. Nova giggled as she splashed down on the puddles while her brothers danced. She stopped doing but she was and looked at her brothers with a soft smile on her face. They looked so happy. Sirius and Regulus had joined their hands as they played merry-go-round. "Promise me this is forever," Nova called out their attention. "Promise me that all three of us, we'll always be together. No matter what happens. We'll always have each others back," she took a deep breath. "I promise," Regulus and Sirius agreed together.

Grins broke out on their faces before continuing to dance in the rain. For the next two years, The trio fulfilled their promise. They always had each other's back until the time came where Sirius and Nova had gotten their Hogwarts letter. After a long lecture from their parents, the two finally boarded the train. Noticing his sister's anxiousness he turned to look at her with an adoring smile. He kissed his middle and index finger and put them forward, Nova doing the same before she linked the four fingers together. "I'll be here for you," Sirius assured. "Forever," Nova nodded with a smile before they continued to find a compartment.

Finding an empty compartment, both of them sat there. Only several minutes later, the compartment door opened to show a boy with messy hair and hazel eyes, alongside him was a girl with medium brown hair and light eyes. "Hello!" The boy grinned. "Don't mind if me any my sister sit here?" he asked. Sirius shook his head with a smirk forming on his own lips. "Of course not," he pointed to empty seats as Nova gave them a shy smile. "I'm James Potter and this is my little sister Jane," he teased. Jane rolled her eyes at him. "Just 9 months," she groaned. "Still younger," James quipped making Sirius laugh.

Nova was feeling a little uncomfortable. Sirius was busy engrossed in a conversation with them. She might be acting a bit unrealistic but it was supposed to him and her(and Reggie). "What house will you be in?" James asked the quite girl. "Gryffindor," Sirius answered for her. "Maybe," Nova frowned trying to get rid of the bubbling feeling in her stomach. Nova took out her novel and kept reading it for hours while Sirius seemed to have found best friends in the Potters. He didn't even look back for her while they were on the boats. Thank God, Narcissa found her. She and Lucius were more than happy to sneak her into their carriages.

Narcissa and Nova parted but not before the elder pressed a kiss on her younger cousin's cheek. Sirius finally noticed his twin's absence. He turned around and gave her a wink, which she returned with a small smile. "Black, Sirius," Minerva called out. Sirius strutted to the stool. "Gryffindor!" the hat roared. While Sirius proudly sat with the lions, Nova shared a look with Andromeda and Narcissa. "Black, Nova," The Brunette felt her throat getting dry as she walked to the stool. There was no excitement on her face. All her life she thought that she is very similar to Sirius but sitting on the stool with the hat on her head made her realize she's not. Sirius is brave, brave enough to feel the wraith of Walburga and Orion, while Nova wasn't. "Slytherin please Slytherin," she muttered. "Are you sure? Gryffindor and Ravenclaw would do good for you," The hat wondered but Nova didn't budge.

"Slytherin!" The hat shouted as the Slytherins roared with cheers. Nova released a sigh, she didn't know she was holding and sat next to Narcissa who pulled her into a hug. The younger Black turned to the Gryffindor table to see Sirius's eyes on her. It was supposed to be them three. He had promised forever so the difference in dorm rooms shouldn't matter. She sent him a smile but he looked away. "I thought she was normal," Jane muttered out loud. "Whatever," Sirius frowned. "I don't need her," he spat. Guess Forever isn't always.

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