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The Dove; Distressed	By : lexiatel Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 6194 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor the characters, and I do not make any money doing this.

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"So... you are like my great grandmother then..." meaning Dove and Scorpius were related somehow. Why would that be surprising at all though? Most Pureblood families were linked somehow or another, and her grandfather had been pureblood.

"Whom are you married to?" Alveua asked.

"Scorpius. Draco's son."

"Hmm, I have not seen Draco since he was five or six. It has been a while. He is my..." Alveua paused, wrinkling her forehead in thought. "Tenth great grandson."

"Does that mean you are my eleventh great grandmother?" Dove asked.

"You are more than likely a descendant of my brother, Alwinus. You're a great niece of mine."

"So what are you doing locked away? Why have they hidden you?" Dove asked.

"Ah, the times back in my day were much different than they are now. You see, I was promised to the Malfoy heir before I was even a Hogwarts student. But I fell for a muggleborn instead."

Dove pressed her lips together in disturbance. That probably didn't go over too well, knowing how strict Pureblood families are. The further you went back, the stricter it got.

"I am not sure I want to ask what happened..." Dove told her.

Alveua explained her past to Dove.

Her family, brothel and his family were upset with her blood traitoring love. To make sure this ceased immediately, she had been forced into marrying Meliktur before she was even of age. The age of that back then was fifteen, and she had only been thirteen when she was married.

"Wow..." Dove gasped. "So young."

Naturally, the marriage hadn't stopped the two lovers from meeting secretly. One day, Redulfus was found peeping on her.

Alveua turned from Dove suddenly and started sobbing. "They cut him open... from.. neck to...waist." The woman wailed. "I will never forget it..."

Dove stomach wrenched with sickness. They were really barbaric in those days.

Alveus straightened stiffly, gathering up her dignantly. "My husband died three nights later."

Dove gasped. "You murdered him!?"

Alveus lifted a shoulder carelessly. "Apparently adding the toe of a Goblin to a stew can be deathly to a person with a heart issue. His heart literally exploded in his chest."

"You knew..." Dove was horrified.

"He was a man nearly five times my age. They tend to have issues at that time in their life." Alveus nonchantly said. "That is not the best news though. My husband tried getting me to give him an heir. I gave birth to twins the next year. Both males. Both had brown eyes. Meliktur's eyes were blue. Before anyone could see that, I charmed their eyes to Meliktur's eye color."

Dove was starting to add things up. "Your children... they weren't Malfoys..."

"They were Half Bloods. And not a soul knew about it until today."

"How did you manage to charm their eyes to that color?" Dove asked.

"I had mastered many Transfiguration spells." Alveua said simply. "I was able to transfigure into a Raven before I was even fifteen." At this, the woman's body faded and she reappeared as the black bird, cawing quietly, before turning back to human form. "I chose this to match the house I was sorted in- Ravenclaw."

"Why am I the only one you have told this all to?"

Alveua pointed to the necklace Dove wore. "I assumed you may need some reassurance."

Dove rolled the necklace around her fingers. "My Mother in Law gave this to me."

"Do you know that you are cursed?"

Dove nodded sadly. "The Romeo and Juliet curse." Dove then explained the curse to Alveua, who listened silently. "What's the necklace do?" Dove asked. As far as she had thought, it was just ordinary.

"It brings you great joy during cursed times."

"What kind of joy?"

"It depends on the wearer."

"So it's not a counter curse then?" Dove's heart sunk.

"No..." Alveua said with sympathy. "Most likely not."

"They lock you up in here because you were a blood traitor?"

"After my husband died, the next Malfoy heir took over the Manor and other possessions; including myself. He allowed me to stay here, but only as his mistress."

"Oh my god!" Dove gasped. "No!"

"Of course, I refused, and because of that, I was sent here to live the rest of my days in this room. This wing is where they had kept their servants and prisoners."

Meliktur's brother took Alveua's sons and raised them. The eldest son, Milot, would gain control of everything when he had aged, since everyone believe him to be the rightful Malfoy Heir. After Alveua had died, Milot felt she needed her own place to 'live on'. She was his mother, even if she was a disobedient servant. To ensure her memory would continue on, he charmed the room with powerful spells. Nothing could be removed.

"Obviously, I don't get a lot of visitors. Milot's son strongly believed in blood purity, and continued on with the Malfoy tradition."

Dove still couldn't believe what she just heard. Somewhere over two centuries ago, the Malfoys had muggle blood in them. It had been bred out by now, but still, the news shocked her.

"Would you mind if... I slept in here?" Dove asked gently. "I really can't return to him at the moment."

Alveua tilted her head in approval. "It would be my pleasure, Dove. Did you want to be woken up at a certain time of the morning?"

"Five." Dove answered after a thought. "So I can return before he notices my absence."

"Very well."

"Thanks for telling me a bit of your history. I found it facinating; given all I know about the Malfoy family."

"It was just as interesting then as it was now." Alveua smirked.

Dove was able to sleep peacefully after meeting her aunt of many greats. The woman was just portrait, but she was instantly someone special to her, and in a way, the two could relate to each other.

Three hours later, she was woke up by Alveua, and Dove rushed back to Scorpius room soundlessly. The man was still sleeping in the same position as she had left him. It was one thing she could like about Scorpius; when he slept, he slept like the dead.
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