This'll be a breeze!!

“What?” my mother asked for the fourth time. And frankly I was getting a bit annoyed at how much Chat was enjoying this.

“Tomorrow” I told her again.

“No, absolutely not” why am I the one acting like a bloody adult.

“Like I said tomorrow”

“We don’t even know if I would be offered the position of head of the house” and now she’s whining. great.

“I was offered both of them and I'm your son. So stop worrying about it.” 

“But- i mea- why?” for the love of-

“Because we need the backing of these two houses. The name Slytherin and Peverell carries an obscene amount of weight in the social circles, we can’t afford to let them go. And there's no way that I'm gonna let this opportunity go.”

“And what’s gonna happen to the House of Fall? If I take the mantle of Peverell then no one will be left to continue the legacy of our house” she said, giving the ring on my finger a look.

“Wizards live an extraordinarily long life, that means your father is not going anywhere. The House of Fall will be safe and secure for a long time. And maybe the title can go to your next child.” 

“Next child? What do you mean by "next child!”

“I'm just saying you're a 26 year old attractive witch so….”

“We are not having this conversation again” this is a topic which we’ve been bickering on countless times, yet mother dearest refuse to listen to reason.

“Hey I'm just saying, anyways we’re going off topic here. Bottom line is that you’re taking the ladyship tomorrow.”

“…….”

“What??” I really don’t like that calculating look in her eyes.

“There’s more than you’re letting us on here. You had an entire plan for the future before the houses came into play, you were not even talking about the Peverell line before. So what is it? What’s the real reason?” she asked, finally sitting down. Well, no point hiding this now. Maybe it will be a selling point for her.

“Remember what I told you about Harry Potter? The life he will have to endure until he gets his letter?” 

“Yes” this time her tone was considerably soft and sad. 

“Well Harry is also a descendant of house of Peverell, he’s from Ignotus Peverell’s line to be precise. I don’t exactly know the proper story, they either changed the name from Peverell to Potters or both families merged due to a marriage. Anyways if the House of Peverell once again resurfaces then we can get him out of that shit hole.” 

“Really” she asked immediately leaning forward and with barely concealed hope, she was extremely sad when I told her what is gonna be his life in future. Chat is right, maybe this’ll be a good selling point. 

“Peverell blood connects us directly to him, thanks to the centuries inbreeding among Gaunt Family, the Peverell blood is still prominent in us to the degree that magic will grant us access which cannot be said for the potters. They were a lot more open minded and didn’t discriminate on the basis of blood or family status so they can’t claim the position of the head, but I'm pretty sure magic will recognize you as his guardian." I never thought I would be thankful for inbreeding one day.

“And Dumbledore will allow that to happen? That easily?” 

“I will talk to him. After the next meeting. So will you do it?” I asked, trying to make the best puppy eyes. You always look like a bloody roadkill when you do it.

“I don’t like this, but if this gets that child out of that place then sure.” she finally answered, taking a big sigh.

Great. Now tomorrow you’ll get the ring, then attend the meeting the day after tomorrow and give a kick in the back to all the crusty old fossils and bring Dumbledore here. Should be easy” I said cheerfully knowing there’s no way anything is going to be easy.

“Easy for you all maybe, I'm a potion mistress not a politician.” she grumbled like a child. Again. You do this on an hourly basis, stop judging her for it.   

“Just follow your father’s lead, or Lady Dowager Longbottom. Also Madam Bones is a good person to follow." She stared at me for a few seconds and then finally stood up and simply walked out of the door. 'Child I tell ya, a child.'

“It’s a lot to take in, give her sometime” my grandmother said walking in with a plate of snacks.

“Time is something that we don’t have in abundance. Now we have the opportunity to get that kid out of that environment and I'm not about to let this opportunity slip.” I said while scarfing down the fish fingers.

“Don’t worry, your mother knows what’s at stake. But it still doesn’t make it any easier for her.” she said while summoning a book. 

“I guess you’re right.” looking at the time I also started making my way toward my room.

“Alright then I'll see you all tomorrow.” 

That actually went better than I expected

‘Right? I expected more shouting from her.’ I thought while closing the door to my room. 

Well, patience is a virtue you’ll find in all good potionears.

‘Can’t argue with that’ I actually can if I want to,(Snape) but I let it go.

Can you imagine, we got the support of two major houses in just one day

Well you got just one but I get what you mean.

While getting ready for bed I started playing some background ambient music, as no one in the house will look at me twice for playing this kind of music now. 

‘You know i’ll never get tired of this’ I still marvel at the fact that no one uses this aspect of magic. 

I mean, this is a good party trick but can you imagine the practical side of this?

Giving it a little thought, I finally caught on that Chat isn’t wrong.

‘Change in frequency, pitch, and a little distortion will be able to knock out someone, or at least incapacitate them and take them out of the fight for a second.’

We can distract people by making sounds from around the environment.

‘We can also issue orders to death eaters in the voice of some prominent player, like Malfoy, Parkinson, or Nott’ I thought getting excited. I'll be like Batman!!

But to do all this you need first memorize their voice or else you can get the note or pitch wrong.

We still have a few years before we come across masked fuckers. 

But why limit ourselves to just sound?

‘Mage tell me something, what about light?’

Light?

‘Yes, light. I mean light is considered wave but they are particles too right’

To be precise light is neither wave nor particles, it is a lot more complex than that. Why do you ask?

‘Imagine the amount of stuff we would be able to do if we could manipulate light.’

Light is easy really. When you put up glamour or a disillusionment charm you effectively bend the light around you to create an illusion.

Right. Obviously. ‘So how big can these charms be??’ Despite being tired I can't help but get more and more excited.

What do you have in mind?

‘Distorting the world around in the heat of battle or making the environment a little darker to intimidate people can be a great help. Playing with sound and light at the same time can give us effects like hallucinations, can you imagine the scope here??’ 

Well you can play with this tomorrow for now go to sleep. Tomorrow you can start practising it.

Always raining on my parade.

”You’re right.”

I’ll start tomorrow, this’ll be a breeze. I'm sure of it.

Maybe we should stop saying that.