the seventh son of a seventh son (Harry Potter)
Molly Weasley prayed desperately for her last child to be a girl. During the first months of her pregnancy, she even deluded herself into thinking she had gotten her wish. She prepared a room suited for a little girl and spent many days picking out a suitable name. She eventually settled on Ginevra. Arthur approved, stating it could always be shortened to Ginny while the baby was too small to be called a grown-up name. He kept quiet about his suspicions, and prepared a male name just in case.
He was right to do so.
Lance Weasley was born with the silvery grey eyes and fair skin of a Black.
He had a thin build like his father and bright red Weasley hair.
He inherited his mother’s dimples and short stature.
Though terror gripped them, Arthur and Molly loved him just as much as their other children.
Lance spent his childhood unaware of the peculiar circumstance he was born to, save for a few cryptic comments made by his childhood best friend Luna and the worried glances his parents and oldest brothers sometimes threw at him.
(He was the seventh son of a seventh son. The trees rustled their branches at his approach and the undine spirits by the river always greeted him with a curtsy. His magic caressed the wards of the Weasley home and fed the Burrow’s hearth with power that strangled the man hiding as a rat when he tried to step into the boundaries of the property. When Molly found Peter Pettigrew unconscious in her garden the next morning, she immediately called the Aurors.
But Lance didn’t know anything about that.)
This changed on his seventh birthday.