Harry Potter: The Saviour's Awakening

Harry nodded as his head hit the pillow, feeling butterflies in his stomach when he heard Sirius refer to him as his son. Amelia finished speaking to Ginny Weasley. When Dumbledore wasn't looking, Harry discreetly gave her a copy of the memory.

"Don't let him see it," whispered Harry. "This has a little extra to it and I have plans for this."

Amelia nodded as she put it inside her large robes. She was five months pregnant at this point, but her robes hid her belly. Telling them that she would be back later for any further inquiries, she and the two Aurors left the hospital wing. Dumbledore was still looking at the diary as he made his way out of the room as well.

"Tippy," Harry called out quietly. When the elf appeared, he said, "Take this sword and fang and place it in the vault in my study, will you?"

"Yes, Master," Tippy said happily as she left with the items.

"I'm alright," he said softly, addressing the elder Greengrasses. "I'm just tired."

"Don't ever scare us like that again," Elizabeth whispered worriedly, placing a gentle kiss on his head.

Harry felt a rush of emotion as he looked at her with affection. "I'll try," he told her, wearing a small smile. But that was the last he said before the dreamless sleep potion took effect and he was out like a light.

As they walked out of Hogwarts, Cyrus looked at his wife. "He is warming up to us, isn't he?"

Elizabeth nodded and smiled.

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Lucius Malfoy had just finished negotiating with his business partner in France. When he came back to the villa he owned in the middle of a vineyard in Northern France, Dobby appeared in front of him.

"Master, Lord Black is here to see you," said Dobby, shakily.

"What?" said Lucius sharply. Pursing his lips, he said, "Show him in. And Dobby? Crucio !"

A jet a red light impacted the elf for a second, making him shriek in pain. Shakily, he popped away and a few minutes later, Lord Sirius Black was escorted into the drawing room, impeccably dressed as always. Lucius hated the fact that there was going to be a new male heir for the House of Black. There was absolutely no way for Draco to inherit the title and fortune now.

"Lucius, how have you been?" asked Sirius cheerfully as he sat down in an armchair opposite to the man.

Malfoy's lip curled. "Sirius," he greeted him. "I didn't know you were in France."

"Oh, until a few hours ago, I wasn't. But I had some important matters to deal with, so while I was here, I thought I could visit my favourite cousin!"

Lucius waited for a while as Sirius stared into the fire. "Do you, by any chance, recognise the name Tom Marvolo Riddle?"

"What?" snapped Lucius, but his eyes bulged out. How had this man come across that name? The Dark Lord had ensured that there were no traces of it. He himself had erased all knowledge about the Dark Lord's past in the Ministry archives, leaving only the barest essentials behind.

"Yes, Tom Riddle, also known as Lord Voldemort." Sirius barked out a laugh. "Dear Merlin, who would have guessed that the Dark Lord was nothing more than a filthy Mudblood ?"

Lucius clenched his hands in fury. How dare Black call the Dark Lord a Mudblood? His Lord was the heir of Salazar Slytherin! He was incredibly powerful, so it was easy to ignore his less than savoury heritage. Very few people actually knew about it. He and Barty Crouch Junior had known, and Lucius knew that his father Abraxas and the others in the generation like Thaddeus Nott and Randolf Lestrange also knew about it. The other Death Eaters were blissfully unaware, just like the Dark Lord wanted it.

That was not to say that others had not tried to reveal the information to the public. Albus Dumbledore had tried to get the information printed in the Daily Prophet but the Dark Lord had personally tortured and killed the editor, Dorcas Meadows, one of the old headmaster's supporters and member of the Order of the Phoenix, before that edition of the newspaper was printed. After that, the paper changed ownership and Dumbledore had no control over it again.

Lucius was a believer in the pureblood cause, true, but it didn't really matter that their Lord wasn't pure because he was the leader who fought for the rights of purebloods. That was enough. Besides, being Salazar's heir was sufficient to gain the respect of many.

"I have some information here, Lucius," said Sirius as he opened a small notebook. "This book has been in my family for centuries and it is quite useful in times of need. Do you want to know what it says?"

Lucius Malfoy could feel sweat forming on his brow. He knew that the book wasn't the original; Merlin knows Black wasn't that stupid to remove the infamous book filled with blackmail material from his vault. This was probably for theatrics, but he wondered what he had in the original book. He knew of several families that had suffered because of the information that generations of Blacks had collected.

There was a reason the House of Black was considered one of the most powerful families in Magical Europe. Even now, Lucius wondered how they did it. The Head of House ring gleaming at him from Sirius' finger really did not help any.

"Let us take a brief history lesson, shall we?" Sirius smirked. "There were several Most Ancient and Noble Houses in our country centuries back, but many of them are now, unfortunately, extinct. The Most Ancient Houses are the oldest families in Magical Britain, dating back to the time of King Arthur of the Royal House of Pendragon, the last magical king of Britain. In fact, King Arthur was the last magical king in the world. All other major magical dynasties - Narmer of Ancient Magical Egypt, the line of Qin of Ancient Magical China, the Akkadians of Ancient Magical Mesopotamia, and the Ikshvaku Clan of Ancient Magical India… all of them had been replaced by Muggle emperors."

Lucius wondered where he was going with this. His grey eyes were narrowed and he gripped the handle of his cane.

"The Most Ancient and Noble Houses like Black, Potter, Peverell, Nott, Greengrass, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Longbottom, Smith, Ollivander, Lestrange and several other now-extinct families were all once serving under King Arthur in his court at Camelot. Once the king died, Lord Myrddin entrusted the future of the magical world to us, through the Wizard's Council - the Wizengamot."

"The royal line ended with Arthur, but an offshoot Muggle line ascended to the throne. Witches and wizards did not like serving a Muggle, but it continued. A few centuries passed and there was the Norman invasion of England which brought about families like yours to Magical Britain. That's where this book comes in," said Sirius, acting as though he was reading the said book. "Interesting… so the land on which Malfoy Manor sits was presented to you by a Muggle ? It seems Armand Malfoy was quite close to the then Muggle king - Willam, I'm told. I also have proof that later in the sixteenth century, Lucius Malfoy, a man you were named after, had very close contact with Queen Elizabeth I. He was courting her, wasn't he? Then there is evidence that for centuries you curried favour with the Muggle royals, interacting with them."

Lucius' face was pale. This information was something which the Malfoy family had gone to great lengths to suppress, with all the evidence destroyed. How had the Blacks gotten their hands on it?

"The Muggle royals came under a lot of fire when they refused to help witches and wizards, leading to the formation of the International Statute of Secrecy," Sirius continued. "All over the world, the Muggle Royal Houses are hated for the way they, directly and indirectly, led to the slaughter of countless witches and wizards in their bid to keep us downtrodden."

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