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The great hall was filled with laughter and chattering as the headmaster welcomed the new students. On the Gryffindor table sat four boys, whispering to each other, laughing as they talked. They are the Marauders, and it was their 7th and final year at Hogwarts.
A boy with curly brown hair and hazel eyes, wearing round glasses, smiled widely as he stared at the girl in front of him, winking. As the girl with warm red hair rolled her pair of green eyes, the boy laughed, turning his attention to the boy beside him, the disowned heir of the Black family.
In front of the heir was a boy with a scar littering his face, eating chocolate happily, while beside him was the last boy on the group, the boy with light blue eyes, who didn't even pay any attention to what they talked about, instead eating hapilly without any other care.
On the other table, the Slytherin table, the Black heir's younger brother was reading and sometimes glancing at his brother; even though he could never say that he missed him, he certainly felt that. His friends, Barty Crouch Jr., Rabastan, Rodolphus, and Evan were trying to snatch the book, clearly wanting him to just relax. Near them, another boy with short, greasy hair was sitting silently, writing on a potion book that had the name "Property of Half Blood Prince." Deep in thought, he was shaken by the fact that his best friend, Lily Evans, was now the girlfriend of his nemesis, James Potter. He had liked the girl for a long time, and when their friendship was broken, unintentionally, he was the one that was begging for forgiveness; they had forgiven each other, but Lily Evans had started to like the boy after that, much to the greasy-haired boy's disappointment.
Suddenly the great hall door opened, or rather, exploded, shocking the students and professors as they pulled out their wand, aiming at the door.
"Woah, woah, calm down" a voice said, it came from the door, and suddenly they could see many people standing, first was the Potters- James' parents, the Blacks- from the brothers' parents until grandparents, then there is the Malfoys- Abraxas Malfoy and the newly married, Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy née black, the Weasleys- Arthur Weasley and his wife, Molly Weasley née Prewett, with their sons, William, or was called as Bill, Charlie, Percy, the Lestranges- Bellatrix Lestrange née Black and his husband and brother-in-law, Rodolphus and Rabastan, the Lovegood- Xenophillius Lovegood and his wife, Pandora Lovegood née Fawley, the Longbottoms- Frank Longbottom and Alice Longbottom née Fortescue, and the guests, Alastor Moody, Kingsley Shacklebolt, and Amelia Bones.
"Why are you here?" the disowned heir shouted, pointing at his parents while his mother sneered.
"Sirius, how dare you-" she started to rant but was shushed by her husband.
"Sirius, that is not how you act with us," he says, his voice strict. The heir, Sirius, wanted to retort but then chose to just follow what his father said.
"Mom, dad, you're here too?" The boy beside Sirius said, looking at his own parents.
"James," they called, and when their son walked to them, they gave him a hug, earning annoyed sounds from the Slytherin table.
"Albus, why are we all here today?" Molly asked, "Did something happen?" she asked, concerned.
"No, Mrs. Weasley, I was also certainly confused," the headmaster sighed, when suddenly a voice could be heard all over the hall, or even Hogwarts.
To my beloveds,
I have seen across the future, only to see that the wizarding worlds could all end in chaos. Several events would cause the destruction of all wizards, witches, and even humans, and our special guests. To prevent all of the loss, I have sent some books regarding future events.
There will be a group of people from the future to see with all of you what would happen in the future.
The book will be mainly about the children of Potter and Black and what they've been through. If you worry about time, do not fret; the time will not change until we've all finished.
Soon, the special guests and the future children would appear; just remember that I will not tolerate any violance outside of friendly battles, and younger students, please stay close to the olders and if any of your family members are here.
See you all soon, my beloveds,
Sincerely,
Lady Hecate
The hall was quiet before it exploded with the sound of people talking to each other, some shouting and yelling in a mixture of shock and confusion, that the creator of magic just gave them a message, and they will now watch some events regarding the future.
The Blacks and Potters were all interested in their future generation; it was certainly important if the Lady of Magic herself told them that it would be mainly about their children, though the Blacks were still confused if it was a child from Sirius or his younger brother, the more preferred son, Regulus.
James was on cloud nine as he stared at the girl in front of him, fully knowing who he ended up, while the girl, Lily, was blushing madly, earning teasing from the other girls around her.
But suddenly there is a pop, and suddenly there stands the dark lord, earning a silence for a few seconds. Before they all screamed, the headmaster took his wand out, pointing it at the man.
"Tom, what are you doing here?" he asked
"Dumbledore, I have no wand with me right now, and I was just here after Lady Hecate said that she wanted to show me something." The dark lord had his hands raised over his head.
The headmaster looked wary for a few moments before finally lowering his wands and taking a seat back. The students are still worried, but seeing the headmaster relax, they started to ease up.
Suddenly there is a large pop, and a group of people appeared. First was a set of twins, both with red hair, smiling widely, clearly directed to the Weasley couple.
"Greetings," one of them started.
"Friends far and near-" the other continued.
"My name is Fred-" the first twin pointed at himself.
"And mine is George-" the second twin said.
"And we are the twin sons of Molly and Arthur Weasley." They finished together, earning a clap from the students, while the couple was smiling widely as the twin walked toward them, giving them a big hug.
"I'm Ron, and this is my sister, Ginny," the next boy with the same red hair said before pointing at the younger red hair, which is a girl, the only girl in the family.
"We have a girl, Arthur," Molly squeled in happiness, hugging the girl and Ron tightly.
"My name is Hermione Granger, and yes, I'm a muggle-born, but don't get me wrong," the next girl said, directing her message to the pure-bloods. They clearly wanted to say something, but the glare the girl gave them quickly shut them up, while the dark Lord looked like he wanted to laugh. "Voldemort, shut your mouth too," she said at the man, as the man blinked in confusion but quickly schooled his face again.
"Greetings all, my name is Draco Malfoy." The next boy with blond hair introduced himself, earning a gasp from the Malfoy lord and his son.
"Cissy, we have a son, a son, Cissy." Lucius gasped, hugging his wife before giving her a kiss. "I love you so much, you know that?" He continued kissing her, earning a chuckle from his father, making him blush.
"Congratulation, son, he clearly looks like you," his father, Abraxas, smiled, looking at his grandson proudly.
"Father, Mother, Grandfather," the young blonde addressed them; they all nodded in response before his mother gave him a peck of a kiss on his temple.
"Hello, my name is Luna Lovegood," the next girl introduced herself. Earning a cheerful laugh from the Lovegoods, she ran toward them and hugged them tightly.
"I'm Neville Longbottom," the next boy introduced himself before beginning to tear up when he saw his parents, running to them before hugging them, sobbing slightly, happy to see his parents sane.
Then, a girl with black curly hair who looked like a female version of Sirius walked to the center of the hall. A whisper was shared across the hall; the girl was gorgeous; she looked like a mixture of the Blacks genetics and a goddess. Every boy in the hall stared dreamly at her; the girl simply rolled her eyes at them.
"Nice to meet you all; my name is Adhara Amor Black," she introduces herself, earning a shriek of happiness from the Blacks. "And my father is none other than the heir of the Black family," she smiled as Walburga cheered.
"You're Regulus' daughter?" She asked, earning a confused look from the girl and the rest of the Black family.
"Walburga, the heir of the Black family is Sirius," her husband, Orion, said. "The girl didn't tell us she is Regulus' daughter; what make you think that?" He asked, earning a nod from his parents, Arcturus Black and Melania Black née Macmillan.
"Father, you didn't know?" Sirius asked, confused, "I thought you agreed to disown me?" This shocked the Blacks, especially Regulus; this whole time, he thought his brother just ran away from home to keep distance from him.
"WHAT?!" Orion and his parents gasped, "No, I didn't know; I thought you hated us, so you ran away; that was what Walburga told me." Orion answered
"Walburga," Arcturus roared. "What gave you the right to disown someone from the Black family when I am the lord of the family?" he questioned.
"But Sirius is a disappointment," she retorts.
"A DISSAPOINTMENT?" Regulus roared, "HE WAS THE ONE THAT CARED FOR ME THE MOST." He yelled loudly, shocking even the Slytherins because he was usually quiet most of the time. While Sirius eyes started to tear up, he walked over to his brother and then gave him a pat on the back before it changed to a hug.
"Thank you, Reggy," Sirius smiled at him, earning a sob from the other boy.
After that, Sirius was officially welcomed back to the family; he then asked James to allow his brother to sit with them on the Gryffindor table, which James replied with a smirk and a nod. Regulus then sat beside his brother. But when Sirius asked his daughter to sit beside him, she refused, saying that she was going to sit on another table. Sirius begged him, much to the other Marauders amusement. Finally, the girl sighed, taking a seat beside Lily.
"Adhara, who is your mother?" Sirius finally decided to ask, and the other Blacks also looked at her in curiosity, "You only introduce yourself as my daughter; did you even know her?"
The girl laughed
"Dad, no worries, I know who my mother is; I just can't tell you yet; it's a surprise," she smiled.
Just as they thought the girl was the last one from the future, a boy with round glasses almost looked exactly the same as James Potter walked into the hall, with one hand in his pocket and one on his hair. He smiled widely.
"Look how you steal all the stage from me, Amor-erm Adhara," the boy says, almost saying the girl's middle name, or maybe her nickname.
"Amor?" Sirius glared at him, suspicion all over him; he knew the word Amor in Latin means 'love'.
"Her middle name," the boy grimaced, smiling while giving a thumbs out at the girl and her dad.
"Hmm," Sirius slowly nodded. "And you are?" he asked, though he already had suspicion.
The boy grinned, clapping his hand.
"I'm Harry James Potter, or the name I much prefer, Hadrian Mortem Potter," the boy answered.
"How do you have two names?" The dark lord asked, intrigued at the second name. "And Mortem?"
"Oh, its you," he groaned, earning a shocked face all over the hall. It was the first time someone wasn't scared at the lord, the boy, Harry, or the preferred name. Hadrian rolled his eyes. "Basically, the first name is what the public knew, but my parents named me Hadrian Mortem Potter because it sounded more formal, could be used for when I'm older, and Mortem was from the relation Peverall family had with the Potters, and also a token of gratitude to my other parent."
"Other parent?" Lily asked, confused
"Oh, hey mom," he waved, earning a blush from his mom. "You and dad couldn't really have children, so a man, revealed later, actually helped with giving some of his power, making me both biologically the sons of you and dad and his biological son," he explained.
"Do we know him?" James asked, suspicious
"Now? No, but later," Hadrian shrugged. Before starting to address the other Marauders in the room, "Uncle Moony, Uncle Padfoot, Rat," he gritted his teeth while addressing Pettigrew, confusing the others.
"Hadrian?" his grandfather asks in concern.
"Sorry, it would be explained later," he sighed, taking a seat for himself beside his mom and Adhara, giving her a wink, earning himself an eye roll.
Suddenly there is another pop in the room; there stood another group of people.
"Hello, my name is Annabeth Chase, a half-blood but not your kind of half-blood," she introduced herself, gaining a confused look from them. "It will be explained as the story goes," she promised.
"Hey everyone, Perseus, or rather Percy Jackson here," he smiled brightly. "Also another kind of half-blood," and when he saw Hadrian, he waved at him. "Cousin Hadrian," he called, as the boy simply nodded in return.
"Cousin?" Regulus asked, "Potter, aren't you the only child?" He asked his brother's best friend.
"As long as I know, yes, mom? Dad?" he asked his parents.
"Yes, son, you're the only child."
"Dad, he's my cousin from the other parent." Hadrian chuckled
"Nice to meet you, Uncle James," Percy shook his hand. "At least I have one human uncle," he muttered quietly, only heard by Hadrian and Adhara, causing them to chuckle.
"Oh last but not least, I'm Grover Underwood; Satyr, once more, will be explained later," the last boy smiled cheekily.
"Very well, I believe we could start the reading now." Albus asked, and when they all nodded, he opened the first book.
Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone