HP: Harry From The Ancient House Of Black

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If any Hogwarts students had been on the deck on the Spanish galleon, they would've been in for one hell of a shock. 

The Durmstrang students, who so often tended to be quiet among the other students, were throwing a rowdy party worthy of the Gryffindor common room. 

Aries wondered how they were getting away with this, but at the site of seeing Professor von Reich sitting on an armchair near the bow he knew exactly how. 

Kakaroff would never dare challenge the old war-veteran wizard, not when he was surrounded by students that clearly favored him over the headmaster. 

His mentor raised a glass to him in salute and Aries happily joined the party.

Arianna was leaning heavily on him, giggling drunkenly, as he escorted her back to her cabin. 

She had spent most of the night on his arm, and he had been too caught up in the party to care. 

Social events like that were a wonderful way to get on people's good side, but he did not enjoy being randomly dragged to the dance floor by a bunch of girls too drunk to stand up straight and Arianna had kept those girls away from him. 

They had just made it to her cabin and Aries went to open the door when the Spanish girl pushed him against the wall and smashed her lips to his. 

She tasted like firewhiskey and chocolate and with his already buzzed state it created an intoxicating combination that enticed him to return her kiss. 

Moments later reality came crashing back to him and he pushed her into her cabin before the wrong person saw them. 

Arianna immediately went to kiss him again, but he pushed her away and a hurt look fixed itself on her beautiful face.

"Why don't you want me, Aries?" Her Spanish was a bit slurred, but the pain in her voice was clear and obvious.

"Arianna we can't do this. Not here, not now."

"Am I not pretty enough for you?" The hurt in her voice had been replaced with anger as she poked him hard in the chest. 

"Do I need to have blonde hair and blue eyes like that bitch Daphne or that slut Fleur?" Anger flashed in Aries and he stunned her. 

Her small frame landed in his arms before he laid her onto her bunk. A quick spell put her to sleep, but Aries' work was not done.

"I'm sorry Arianna. We need to talk and figure this out, but it can't be like this. I won't risk our friendship over a drunken mistake."

He flicked his wand into his hand, reached into her mind and pulled the past few moments forward. "Obliviate."

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The Great Hall of Hogwarts was rather empty this morning and Aries was the only one sitting at the Slytherin Table. 

Granger sat alone at the Gryffindor Table and a few Ravenclaws sat at their own table, discussing something rather passionately, though in whispers that did not reach his ears. 

It was the Sunday morning after the first task and it seemed that many of the students of the three schools would not be attending breakfast this morning. 

He knew for a fact that the entire Durmstrang delegation was either too hungover to move or still drunk. 

Haydn had not even made it back to his cabin last night, and Aries pitied the poor girl that he had spent the night with. 

The German was not one for relationships, and no doubt Sirius would find many things in common with his good friend. 

Professor von Reich was the only sober person besides Aries, though he rarely came to the castle for breakfast, preferring it served to him in his office aboard the ship.

A brown owl swooped down and landed in front of Aries just as another dropped what he recognized as the Daily Prophet. 

He greedily ripped open the newspaper and at last found what he had been waiting for. 

Rita Skeeter normally had her enchantingly nasty works published as soon as possible but a week-long wait was unusual for her, no doubt ensuring that the article made no comment that could offend his aunt.

The Black Heir returns to England!

Dumbledore not so neutral after all?

For years now, Auror Sirius Black has been the only Black in England. The three time Most Eligible Bachelor of Magical Britain has made a clear path for himself by throwing away the traditions and standards set by the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Black. 

Many pureblood families thought Sirius would be the end of the Black House, as the 35-year-old wizard has yet to settle down with any witch, despite the many rumors you might have heard. 

But this, as we learned at the beginning of October, was not to be the end of the ancient house.

Aries Orion Black, 15, is the perfect image of his father Regulus Black, deceased brother of Sirius, and happens to be the top student at Durmstrang. 

Short black hair is accented by hazel eyes with bright green specks that you could count if he allowed you to stare long enough. 

One does not have to study him long to find that he is the opposite of Sirius and is the perfect example of fine pureblood schooling. 

"My aunt, Cassiopeia Black, raised me to set the standard for not only how those of the Most Ancient and Most Noble House of Black should act, but all pureblood families. Durmstrang has given me the chance to perfect my magic and not be distracted by the political differences of my House and my uncle." 

When asked how he felt about said uncle, Sirius Black, Aries had this to say. "My Uncle Sirius is a curious case, and I know his views are far from mine and our family. Still, I look forward to getting to know the person my father loved so dearly." 

Black, who has two years left at Durmstrang after this year, becomes a brand-new chess piece on the political spectrum of the Wizengamot. — —

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