Chapter 2
"On the pins, written in white is the percentage of your Magical ability. It will only be written in black if your pin is yellow or white," Narcissa said.
"Hermione," Lucius said. "We promised to thank you for bringing this to our attention by sharing this with you so you get to go first." Hermione dropped one drop of her blood on a pin and it turned green.
"This means my parents can't be Muggles, right?" She asked. "If Muggles only have up to 19%, then surely I couldn't be more than 38% and a Muggleborn?"
"That is correct, Miss Granger," Professor Snape said. "Lucius told me you knew you were adopted. This shows that at least one of your parents wasn't a Muggle. If you go to Gringotts, you can do a Heritage Test to find your Magical relatives." Harry went next and he also got green. Harry and Hermione are both Purebloods. "Mr Potter's result only further proves what we knew. Everyone knew Lily Potter was a Muggleborn and her Son a Half-Blood but Mr Potter's result clearly says he's Pureblood. Are you all sure you wish to continue?" Again, no one left. Everyone did their pins and the only results that weren't expected were Tracey Davis and Millicent Bulstrode as Purebloods instead of Half-Bloods, Blaise and Anathema Zabini as Creature Bloods (Anathema stated that she was half-Veela and that's why they were Creature Blood. Blaise isn't a Veela but still has Veela blood and can have a Veela Daughter.) and the two younger Weasley siblings as Half-Bloods. They had yelled and argued about it until the twins (who were Purebloods) had apologised and left with them. Kate took her turn and shocked everyone when it was revealed that she was 99% Pure. Blaise had gotten 91% and Anathema had gotten 93%. Kate shrugged.
"Cassie, your turn," Harry said as I was the last person. I dropped one drop of blood on the pin and it turned white with 100% written on it in black. I put the pin on and everyone was staring at me in shock, other than Kate who looked amused.
"I'm totally telling Fred and George this," Lee Jordan said.
"What are you?" Narcissa whispered in awe.
"I'm half-Human, half-God... Don't ask how that works with me having three biological parents because I don't know how my Father managed it but--" Lucius cut me off.
"What do you mean half-God!?" He yelled in shock.
"My Dad is Hades, Greek God of the Underworld... I also have The Dark Lord and Regulus Black as my Fathers, I know Professor Snape at least knew of their relationship but Dad used his powers as a God to turn himself into a female so he and my other Fathers could conceive me. Half of me is my Dad and the other half was split between my Fathers making me half-God through my Dad, Heir of Slytherin through The Dark Lord, Heir of Ravenclaw through Regulus who was named the Ravenclaw Heir by the last Ravenclaw Heir before she died and the Gaunt, Black and Potter Heir. As well as Heirs to--"
"Potter Heir?" Harry asked.
"My Dad has been friends with many Potters in the past," I explained. "Quite a few Heads of House for families in the past have made Magical Contracts with him so if their name dies out, any Heir of my Dad become Head of House. Your Father's Father's Father made a contract stating if there is only one male Potter and no female Potters and the Potter is over the age of twenty without an Heir on the way and my Dad had an Heir, then my Dad's Heir becomes the Head of House. When I was born, you hadn't been conceived yet so I gained the Potter Heirship to become Head of House when I come of age. I also have the Selwyn, Shafiq, Rosier, Fawley and Prewett Heirships."
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It has been a long 30 minutes of answering everyone's questions. They've finally stopped and everyone agreed not to mention who my parents were (other than Regulus) outside of the people who already know. People started leaving and now, only the Greengrass, Black, Malfoy, Nott, Zabini, Crabbe, Goyle, Parkinson, Davis and Bulstrode families, Harry, Hermione, Kate and I were here. I ordered Kate to leave and she shocked everyone by disappearing into thin air. "Kate's a Shadow Demon. She's just gone back to my Dad. All I have to do to get her back is say her name and her species with nothing in between."
"Why did she call you Princess? You are our Dark Heiress," Lucius said.
"Because Hades is more commonly known as Lucifer, King of Hell," I said. "So when I was born, he named me Princess of the Underworld instead of Demigoddess."
"If your Father is Vol-" Harry cut himself off when he saw the look I gave him. I'd talked to him on the way here and managed to, mostly, sway him from Dumbledore's side. I made it clear to him that he should make his own choices. "Well, you know who I'm referring to... Why did you tell me?"
"Do you hate me, Harry? Do you think I'm evil, horrible, cruel?"
"No!" Harry exclaimed.
"Did you see how the Half-Blood Weasleys acted? The Weasleys are a light family. They follow Dumbledore's word as law. If they knew who I was, they'd kill me. The only ones who don't follow Dumbledore are the twins. I believe they'd side with my Father... Because of his affiliations with the Potters, my Dad convinced my Father not to go after the Potters when Dumbledore let a prophecy slip to Professor Snape... Dumbledore wasn't counting on the fact that the Potters were loyal spies for my Father. The prophecy was faked. Angry things weren't going to plan, Dumbledore decided to force things. He went to the Potters after forcing Peter Pettigrew (who had been swapped from your Godfather, Sirius Black, as Secret Keeper) to give up their location by manipulating him, he went there and killed your parents. My Father got there just in time to save your life but Dumbledore killed him. In doing so, a part of my Father's soul was ripped from him and went into you, leaving you with that scar, so my Father would have a connection with you and he could be aware of where you were to protect you and stop Dumbledore from hurting you. He never tried to kill you and neither did Dumbledore. You didn't survive the Killing Curse because Dumbledore was satisfied after your Parents' death and with my Father's death with lying to everyone and calling you The Boy Who Lived to manipulate you into becoming his little child soldier and a pawn to manipulate the whole Wizarding World with. He's the one who placed you with the Dursleys as he's your Magical Guardian."
"I don't want any of that," Harry said. "Being Dumbledore's pawn, with the Dursleys or Dumbledore as my Magical Guardian..."
"We can change that by going to Gringotts and naming someone else as your Magical Guardian, Harry," I said.
"Lucius and I would love to be your Magical Guardians if you'd like," Narcissa offered and Harry nodded. "Well, we'll leave for Diagon early tomorrow to get it done before you go on the train at eleven... If you want, Hermione, we'll do the same for you. Those raised in the Muggle World automatically have Dumbledore as their Magical Guardians and you did mention that your Muggle adoptive parents have been treating you badly."
"Yes, please, Narcissa," she said.
"We can get your Heritage Test done at that time too," Lucius said. "During the holidays, including Christmas, you'll both stay with us here." They nodded.
"Wait... I have a Godfather?" Harry asked a moment later. I explained how Dumbledore convinced the Minister of Magic at the time to send Sirius to Azkaban even though he was innocent, presumably to ensure Harry went to the Dursleys and not Sirius. Everyone with Black blood, including me (since Sirius is my Uncle), Harry and Draco, were pissed that Sirius is locked up despite being innocent.
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"Cassiopeia Black," Professor McGonagall called and I walked over to the Sorting Hat. Luckily, we hadn't had to deal with anyone on the train since Harry, Draco, Hermione, Blaise, Crabbe, Goyle, Theo and I had managed to snatch a compartment and there wasn't any space left. Hell, there was hardly any space for all of us. Crabbe and Goyle spent most of the time on the floor! But it had stopped the Half-Breed Weasley boy from sitting with us. He'd scowled when he looked in to see Harry with us and no space for him. That boy wants to sink his clutches in The Boy Who Lived and I'm not having it. I sat down on the stool and Professor McGonagall put the Hat on my head.
"Miss Black, I was wondering when I'd get to meet you... Heir to two Hogwarts Founders... You'd be perfect for both but we both know where you're going. SLYTHERIN!" I smugly walked over to the Slytherin table and sat down. I watched as others were Sorted. The Ravenclaws are Terry Boot, Mandy Brocklehurst, Stephen Cornfoot, Michael Corner, Kevin Entwhistle, Anthony Goldstein, Sue Li, Isobel MacDougal, Padma Patil and Lisa Turpin. The Hufflepuffs are Hannah Abbott (the only person who was Sorted before me), Susan Bones, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Wayne Hopkins, Megan Jones, Ernie Macmillan, Roger Malone, Lily Moon, Oliver Rivers and Sally Smith. The Gryffindors are Lavender Brown, Seamus Finnigan, Neville Longbottom, Pavarti Patil, Sally-Anne Perks, Sophie Roper, Dean Thomas and Ron Weasley. The Slytherins were me, Millicent, Crabbe, Tracey, Goyle, Hermione, Daphne, Draco, Theo, Pansy, Harry (everyone had been shocked, outraged or confused (other than those that had been there for the conversation Harry and I had about being Dumbledore's pawn)), Amanda Runcorn and Blaise. Everyone other than Neville and Ron were wearing the pins they'd gotten yesterday (some of the others were shocked that the twins were wearing theirs and the other ginger boy with them was switching his gaze between the twins and me, Hermione, Draco and Harry).
"Hey, does anyone know who the ginger with the twins and Ron is?" I asked and Draco answered.
"Percy Weasley. Most of the Weasleys are intolerable but he's apparently full of himself 'cause he's a Prefect. He's not intolerable in the same way as Weaselbee, though."
"Weaselbee?" Hermione asked with a chuckle.
"Ronald. Ginerva is Weaselette," Draco said and all of us laughed.
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We all sat in the Common Room trying to figure out who would room with who. Daphne, Pansy and Hermione wanted to room with me, Crabbe and Goyle both wanted to room with Draco and Draco wanted to room with Harry. The problem was it's only two to a room. "Okay, this is just getting fucking ridiculous," I said before turning to Harry. "Harry, who do you want to room with?"
"I, er, I don't know," Harry said. Gemma Farley, the fifth-year female Prefect who had been watching with exasperation along with the female sixth-year and seventh-year Prefects, Miles Bletchley and Teddy Taylor, groaned. The male Prefects, Marcus Flint for fifth year, Damian Rookwood for sixth year and Jason Taylor for seventh year, chuckled. "I don't really mind, to be honest."
"Okay, in that case, I'll choose. Otherwise, we'd be here all year. Blaise with Theo, Tracey with Millie, Hermione with me and Daphne with Pansy. Draco, you're with Harry and Crabbe with Goyle." Draco had on his smug smile. "Don't look like that Draco or I'll smack you on the head."
"You wouldn't dare hit--" I cut him off with a smack to the head.
"You were saying?"
"Ow! My Father will hear about this!"
"Oh?" I smacked him again.
"Ow! Stop hitting me, woman!" I did it again. "Fine, fine! I'm sorry!" I ruffled his hair.
"Good boy." The Slytherins chuckled and Draco pouted.
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