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What I Choose	By : AquamarieneStardust Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 10183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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  The next morning dawns bright and sunny, the light thru my window streaming across my face. Stretching I sit up and look around my room, even more beautiful in the sunlight. I smile at Kreature as he walks over with my clothes for the day before slipping out of the comfortable and warm bed onto the cold stone floor with a yelp.
                “Kreature, would you please be so kind as to get a rug for my floor. It’s really too cold for my poor feet.” I ask hurriedly pulling on my slippers.
                “Kreature will do. Is Mistress being ready for her first day of classes?” my elf runs around tidying up the room and building the fire up for me while I dress in the clothes fresh from the warmer.
                “I always am.” Once my tie is tied and I replace my slippers with stockings and pumps I move to the vanity and apply my makeup before curling my hair and piling it regally atop my head. “And now I look ready to face the day.” I pick up my bag and slip my wand into the sleeve of my robe. “I shall see you this evening Kreature.”
                “Yes Mistress.” My elf cracks out as I open my door and re-ward it so no one but Kreature and myself can enter before walking down the stairs where I see my brother with James and Peter waiting on Remus.
                “Good morning Carlie.” Siri greets with a smile hugging me. The other two wave sleepily.
                “Good morning brother dear. I trust you slept well?”
                Siri barks out and laugh hugging me tighter before he ruffles my hair. “I love that you actually talk like that in real life! Mother would be so proud of you if she knew.”
                “How else am I to talk brother? You ought to use proper speech as well, instead of talking like a low born cur.” I glare fixing my poor hair after his assault.
                “Oh, but being a low born cur is so much more fun because there are no expectations of grandeur. James and Remus were born to the same status as we were and neither of them act like Lucy does.”
                “They didn’t have our mother or his raising them. I have met Lady Potter and Lady Lupin and both are far kinder and far more lenient than Lady Malfoy, who is an angel of grace when compared to our own mother.”
                “You do have a point.” James chimes in from where he is sprawled on the sage couch I had flopped on last night. “Mum and Mrs. Lupin are really nice, Lady Malfoy is, hard, but your Mother. How on earth did you survive her?”
                “By treading carefully.” Siri and I say at the same time just as Remus’s door opens.
                “Morning all. Carlie, you look radiant as always, Padfoot, Prongs, Wormtail, you look a right mess as per the norm.”
                “Like you can talk Moony, you look like the train drug you from London to here.” James teases his friend. I roll my eyes and go to the door when I hear a knock.
                “Morning Carlie, did you sleep well?” Cessa asks a bright smile on her lips. Regulas is standing behind her black and blue still.
                “I did. I trust you did as well?”
                “Indeed. Regulas didn’t though. He wishes you to accompany him to the hospital wing.”
                “And why isn’t our baby brother speaking for himself?” Siri asks draping an arm around my shoulder and smirking at Regs. Our little brother glares at him thru two black eyes.
                “You know very well why not Sirius Orion Black.” My blond cousin pokes Siri in the chest with her French tips as she growls out his name. “I am SO glad you got yourself disowned so that I don’t have to marry you!”
                “No, but the love of your life is trying to marry his sister and ruin her life. You could not have spoken up for Regulas hand once you were free of me? Then Carlie could marry Malfoy instead and he would at least not give her deformed children, if Carlie will even be able to have a breathing child come from her body because of Regulas and his selfishness.”
                “You speak out of turn cousin!” Cessa yells her face red in anger or embarrassment.
                “You are a puppet on my Mother’s string Narcissa, and a well named one at that.”
                “You DARE! You were disowned; you have no right to speak to me as such any longer.”
                “He does though Cessa.” Everyone’s head snaps to me and I get really nervous and shrink into Siri’s side.
                “What do you mean he does? He is no longer a Black!”
                “Mother may have blasted him off the tree and said he was disowned, but Father never signed the papers. And as long as one member of the Black family still considers him a Black then he still is. He will ALWAYS be my brother, and therefore he will ALWAYS be a Black. He is the next head of the family, weather Mother likes it or not because Father knows Regulas will not lead our family the way it was meant to be led, and I am a girl. If our family were like the Greengrass’s or the Potter’s and a girl could inherit then I would. But I am a girl and father has two sons so he can’t name me heir.”
                “Father never signed the disowning papers?” Siri looks down at me from his impressive height of 6’5” shock on his face.
                “He may bend to Mother’s will on most things, but the line of succession is NOT one he will budge on. If and when you become head of our family you can change the family codex so that anyone can inherit, not just a son.”
                “Mother would roll in her grave.”
                “It matters not! You are NOT a member of this family any longer by Lady Walburga’s order. Cassiopeia, you are turning your back on this family. You KNOW your duty!”
                “And I resent it. All my life I have done what is good for the family, but I truly cannot stomach the thought of marrying my little brother. I am revolted by the fact that I will be forced to carry his child. I am saddened by the fact that my own brother would take away my life and freedom because he is selfish and childish.” I look at Regulas sadly. “If it were up to me, I would blast you off the family tree and disown you for your disgustingness.”
                “You dare.” Regulas chokes out around his swollen lips.
                “I do.” I tell him sadly before turning to Siri. “I don’t feel like I want to brave the Snake Pit for breakfast today. May I join you at your table big brother?” He smiles at me while James come to my other side and wraps an arm around my other shoulder.
                “A snake in the Lion’s Den.” He leers down at me good naturedly. “We would welcome your defection.” I roll my eyes but smile gently. I would be accepted, as long as the two Gryffindor Princes accepted me there.
                “A trader to your own house!”
                “No. I simply wish to break my fast with my twin brother this morning and NOT deal with the politics of my own house at this juncture. I am far too tired, and far too angry. The last thing I need is to blow up at some poor first year Snake and kill them on accident.”
                “But you would risk a Lion?” Siri asks slightly miffed.
                “No. As long as I am away from these two I will not be angry and therefor I will not go off. Besides, the Lion’s table looks much more relaxing than the Snake’s.”
                “The only table more relaxing would be the Badger’s.” Peter says helpfully and I turn up my nose in disgust.
                “I would NEVER lower myself to THAT filth. The Lions on the other hand I find as my equals.” I smirk at the two people in front of the door and my too “body guards” push past them and lead me down to the Great Hall.
                Once in the grand room we make our way to the red table all eyes on us and complete silence in the air. Siri sits me down next to James’ girlfriend who looks at me curiously. James takes the seat across from Evans, Remus next to him and Peter on Remus’ other side. Siri takes the seat next to me and the boys instantly fall into a conversation about Quiditch. I turn to the red head next to me and smile slightly. We had met a few times thru my friendship with Severus, and had been partners for a few class projects here and there, as well as being in the Slug Club together, so I knew her, just not well.
                “Good morning Evans.”
                “Good morning Black. Why are you here?”
                “I am eating breakfast before classes.” I take a couple slices of toast and load tem with butter and marmalade before filling my plate with eggs, bacon, sausage, fried tomatoes, and a dab of porridge.
                “Why are you eating it at this table?”
                “I don’t feel like braving the Snake Pit this early in the morning. I had an altercation with my cousin and younger brother.” I glance at her and see pity in her eyes and turn back to my bacon.
                “Is he really trying to get you to marry him?” She whispers so no one else can here.
                “Mother has already forced Father to sign the papers. As soon as he graduates it will happen. I have no choice, and the only person that can stop it is Siri, and only if Father dies between now and then.” She wraps an arm around me discreetly squeezing me tightly.
                “I am so sorry Cassiopeia.”
                “Call me Carlie. You have always been kind to me; you have earned the right to call me as my friends do.”
                “Have I earned your friendship?”
                “If you want it.”
                “I do. Call me Lily.” I smile at her and we finish our breakfast in peace talking quietly about different things.
                When the heads started to pass out the time tables Slughorn came over to me first handing me the parchment. “Glad to see our Head Girl promoting inner house unity! I am SO proud. Especially since it is one of my Snakes and you are sitting with the Gryffindors!”
                “Thank you Professor.” I glance at my schedule and see potions right after lunch. “I shall see you after lunch today.” He nods and walks of a smile on his face and a spring in his step.
                “I really am glad he likes us.” Lily says with a smile looking over her times.
                “Even if he does collect us like trophies.” I look at mine as well and then we look at each other’s.
                “He does mean well I think.”
                “Oh he does, and he’s completely harmless. He just like to know who is friends are, and he like to know that HE helped to put people in their important positions. He is a true Slytherin, he like to be well connected, he’s just not at vicious as most of us are.” Lily looks at me curiously.
                “You aren’t vicious.”
                “Oh, trust me. She is.” Siri says from next to me having heard our conversation. He takes my schedule out of my hands and look it over. “All these classes! How on EARTH will you manage them as well as being Head Girl AND Quiditch captain!?”
                “The same way I have managed being on the team and a prefect the last four years with all these classes Brother.” I take my list back and tuck it into my bag.
                “And how is that?” James asks eyeing me curiously.
                “Hard work and a little magic.” I tell him with a smirk as I consciously feel for the warmth of my Great- Great- Great- Great- Grandmother’s time turner that I had taken from our family’s vault when I was ten against my chest on it’s chain. The only people that know about it are Headmaster Dumbledore and Siri, and Siri only knows because he caught me using it once.
                “How will you sleep?” Remus asks curious.
                “The same as everyone else, in my bed.” I smile at them all and get up to head to Arithmancy Lily following me as she has the same class.
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