Fate
"The stars are free."
"We only own our hells."
Orion and Walburga grew to have an heir and a spare, but they never; in their eyes, had sons.
Just a duty that had to be done.
To secure their postion, their family.
Their fate.
A fate of silent fury in a Manor so big that you could get lost in there for weeks, but in the end, you will find yourself at the heart of it all.
The Black family.
" We're named after stars . "
Sirius had once told harry in that time-line and,
" We're named after stars . " Was said by Orion, in this time-line
" We don't own our heavens,
we only own our hells . "
Had been said by Walburga, tear marks under eyes and her words slurred at the announcement party the family had thrown her in celebration of her engagement to Orion,
While her husband-to-be thanked everyone for the party, she had sat in the corner with her closest friend; Druella and drank drink after drink.
" Perhaps we shall stop, with the drinks ? "
" No . " The Black-haired heirness had responded, gulping her nightmares away, she didn't love Orion, everyone knew that.
He was like a brother to her.
She did not love him ,
She did not want to hurt him ,
She loved druella .
And druella loved lestrange.
" Why'd you only say these things
when your drunk ? "
Druella had said through sobs, now outside in the garden as she placed back and forth, her throat bubbling and her head hot.
At the end of the night they were both in tears, and the next day they had continued like nothing had happened.
A illusion of her fate;
A play of expectations, and a life of regret.
"Roses are beautiful, but by God, are their thorns, sharp."
Druella loved her family, her brother, Louis, especially, through light and dark, pain and joy, hate and love, he would be by her side, through it all.
No matter what.
Druella loved to love, her family's history of seduction and obessesion of anything but love did not effect her, no even a little.
Druella loved to be loved, by her fated, a man she could not have.
" Sometimes love is not enough . "
Druella's voice had cracked when she spoke, dismissing the guilt in her soul, she wasn't in the wrong.
She was doing exactly what she was born to do.
Her life had been set in motion for years, before her birth.
Louis was their legacy, she would be the start of another.
Perhaps that's why not a single person knew of her existence for the first years of her life, forever the forgotton daughter even when in the spotlight.
" If I'm so special why am I a secret ? "
Nothing but a pretty face ,
full of imperfections to conceal.
" I know I'm young , but my mind are well beyond my years ,
Drue ,
Have hope ,
We can do it . "
And for a moment, she did.
She hoped and prayed .
The light at the end of the tunnel.
But as the elder brother of her bestfriend climbed into her bed , and morning rose , the tunnel had closed shut .
In the end,
Her Fate was never hers ,
she did not have a choice.
" Oh , no . "
Nott had always been invisible.
" I love you . "
" You don't even know me ,
Rosie . "
A love he could not have,
A life he could not have,
A boy he could not have,
But he could watch.
And so he did :
He watched, because it was the only thing he knew how to do.
" I'm only after success . "
Walburga wanted more , he watched as her gaze fell upon the white-hair of her bestfriend .
" If I fail , I'll fall apart . "
Abraxas had fallen, and failed, he watched as he tried to undo his fatal mistake.
" I know exactly what I want and
who I want to be . "
Druella knew who she was supposed to be, he watched her wonder what she wanted to truly do.
"I'm going to die . "
Orion wanted to make the best out of the bad, he watched he came to terms with the fact he couldn't fix the love his fiancée didn't have for him.
" There's things I want to say to you . "
Louis had whispered into his skin, and he watched himself say the thing he vowed to never say.
" I love you . "
Louis had the gift; but Nott had learned how to watch, watch the things he would never have.
Nott was invisible.
To himself.
But never to him.
His fate would be unknown; just as his name is.
"The moment everything is said."
Lestrange loved her, her existence screwed up his entire life but by God did he love her.
He loved her, as she kissed him, knowing the knife on his neck was piercing his skin,
" Are you going to save me ? "
" I'll try to . " She whispered back, her lips a paradise to his skin as it tore and bled.
He loved her, as her face redden at another's compliments,
" I'm not your bunny ! You don't own me . "
" Don't I ? "
He loved her, as she went against everything his family stood for,
" I knew this wouldn't last . "
" Don't leave me here . "
He loved her, watching her go down the isle with a wedding viel;
To another man.
And he loved her until her death.
He loved her, and he always would .
His girl ,
In the sea ,
Forever his ,
His fate he could choose ,
And he chose to love a beauty he could not have .
" I'm sorry . "
" I'm sorry for loving you . "
Orion knew he was the only hope left for his family; his younger brother, was dead, from a disease that killed their mother too.
But their mother had long been dead.
After the birth of her sons, she had gone cold, her sobs and screams echos through the Manor, in her eldest son's head.
" Pacify her , she's getting on my nerves ! "
His father yelled when her cries reached him, and orion rushed to quieten his mother with his small hands that she slapped away, cursing and yelling at his existence.
" I don't love you . "
She has yelled and he had cried,
And cried ,
And cried .
But he still went back .
He still did everything to make her love him .
"Loving her seems tiring . "
His brother had muttered in the peek of his illness, and when Orion had replied he loves him too, he simply turned away .
" I don't know how to . "
And orion had nodded ,
Because locked in a room with only noises of a sobbing woman who should be his mother and the yells of a man who should be his father but is never there,
Is not how you learn to love .
His brother died , not knowing love .
His mother joined a mere weeks later:
His mother died , not loving anyone.
His engagement to Walburga was quick and unexpected , and even with their distance, he could see the tears under eyes as he announced it and the family erupted into cheers.
" My youth is gone . "
He had heard his bride say,
He had saw her lips close against one that wasn't his.
" I don't want this . "
She had told him the day after ,
And he had nodded and smiled .
Because he already knew .
He knew from the moment she laid eyes onto the Rosier daughter, that she would never want him.
But he still tried , because what else could he do ?
That's who he was.
Right ?
" I'm so sorry , I'm sorry for this , for the life you don't want , please .
Just say this once you love me too ? "
She didn't.
Orion died ; not being loved by the one he loved.
" The Blood is on my hands ."
" I learned my lesson , I'll be a better man . "
Abraxas had pled to his fiancée when she confronted him, and through her innocence had grown her to forgive him and trust his lies.
" I killed someone for you . "
On his knees for his lord , he had saw Tom for what he was ; no longer his friend , a classmate that would work in the ministry with him,
He was The dark Lord.
He would command the ministry;
Just as he commanded Abraxas.
" I did it all for him, so I didn't feel anything at all .
What if it was your fiancée ? "
His love for his family went deep .
So he understood .
" I wouldn't tell you lies . "
His wife had grown to understand ,
But her sobs were still as prominent ,
On the birth of their son :
She no longer had to listen to his lies ,
And he couldn't listen to her sobs .
His mistakes had cost him her life.
" There's just no turning back . "
He had been told when his son had been intrdouced to his lord.
Abraxas had repeated the cycle.
" The one I killed was me . "
He had mumbled to his son; a perfect vision of his mother, with a identical mark on his forearm as his father:
A reminder of his mistake.
" I can't keep my cool . "
Louis knew everyone's fates but his own.
Perhaps he did not have one ,
Perhaps his fate was to know the fates of others and to never have one of his own .
Perhaps his fate was to stand by and watch his sister he had tried so hard to protect be used and be forced into a marriage with her true lover in the audience.
Perhaps his fate was to see his own lover be invisible to everyone and even to himself, as he watched, just as Louis did.
Perhaps the family jewels were just there to overshadow the curse of love that would never enter the home of the Rosier's.
Their fate.
The family jewels would break, but by then, Louis and his sister were in the sea,
Their lovers watching from afar.
Just as they always had been.