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A.N. Wow it's been forever, I really have been getting bad with these updates, good news is, the school year is almost over, so here pretty soon I should have more time to write, but this story may still be slow going, for lack of ideas.

Chapter 14

I knock on Snape's office door practically bouncing from foot to foot; he has absolutely no reason to so much as think about granting my request. As the door opens to reveal the potions master I still myself. He looks at me a frown etched deep into his face, clearly he must be wondering just what it is that I'm up to.

"What do you need miss Potter?"

"Is there any way you could help me with getting permission to leave the school for the afternoon? My grandmother should like to have tea with me."

"You want me to get you permission to leave school grounds so you can have tea with your grandmother?"

"With my grandmother, the head of the Blood; yes. From her letter it seemed she had something important to discuss and the Lady of the Blood is not beyond arriving in her own methods. The tea will be had, where is the question. "

"I shall see what can be done."

"Thank you professor, you have no idea how much I appreciate this, I mean it, if you can pull this off I will gladly stop pestering you, no promises about other teachers, but I'll keep any and all pranks on you at bay!"

"You will show me respect in and out of the common room?"

"Wherever you want me to; but only if you can get me into tea with my grandmother."

"As I said; I shall see what can be done."

"Yes sir, when shall you know if I'll be able to go?"

"I should have an answer by the end of lunch…however do not be surprised when the answer is that you cannot leave."

"Of course professor, but the Lady of the Blood doesn't really take no for an answer, so she will come here instead, there are no wards that can keep her out."

"Of course, we shall just have to see how things go, it's still a few hours until lunch, and as classes don't start until, I recommend you go get acquainted with your housemates; or your text books at the very least."

"I've already read all of my textbooks, and I read the one for potions twice, it was the only one where I didn't already know most everything, but I'll probably look it over once or twice more before class. In the meantime, I think you're right I should go make friends with my housemates."

I turn to head out of his office door, right as I open the door though I pause as he says one more thing, "stay out of trouble," I smile just a little at that. I turn and look at him over my shoulder a smile on my face.

"No promises professor," and with that I turn around and head out the door, shutting it behind me, walking towards the common room. Entering the common shows the majority of my housemates sitting around on the furniture, the older years playing games or having discussions, the rest of the first years along with the second and third years are all lying on pillows littered around on the floor. Draco and Blaise are playing a game of chess.

"Hey you, firstie come here," I turn towards the person that had spoken, a fifth year, bad teeth, a sneer, dark hair and dark eyes, Marcus Flint, captain of the Quidditch team.

"Yes?"

"I said come here firstie, or are you stupid?" I narrow my eyes at that, and walk over towards him, a pleasant smile on my face, revenge shall be had.

"Okay, I walked over towards you, now what do you want?"

"Oi, Violet, get away from him," I turn around at the voices of Fred and George Weasley, only for my arm to be grabbed by Flint and for him to force me to face him again.

"Now, now Weasley, she's a first year, all first years must go through initiation, and since she's here now clearly would be the best time to get it over with."

"Flint, I suggest that you let go of my arm right now; when they say you shouldn't mess with the Blood the mean it, I do not like to be touched."

"Now, let's not get angry, I told you it's time for initiation."

"What's initiation?"

"Glad you asked you see you, will have to come with me to the Quidditch pitch with me and the rest of the team for what we like to call a little flying lesson."

"Alright; why not, it's not like I have much else to do."

"Violet, you really don't want to do that." I just roll my eyes at the Weasley twins, I'm glad they're concerned but they're talking to Death's daughter. I can handle a little flying; I think if I can out fly Godric Gryffindor through Salazar's Forest, I think I can handle whatever they have to throw at me.

When we got to the Quidditch pitch Marcus called for the entire Quidditch team to mount their brooms, Fred and George looked nervous but nonetheless they did as they were told and flew to their as their Quidditch captain demanded.

When I looked back at Marcus Flint he was holding one of the school's old brooms out to me, probably what they use for the flying lessons they give to first years. I roll my eyes as I grab the broom, without even asking what he wanted me to do, I mounted the broom and kicked off into the air.

"So what's this little flying lesson?"

"You think you're something special Potter?"

"Nah, but flying, that's something I learned at a young age; but that's irrelevant, you said we're having a flying lesson, so let's have this lesson."

"If that's how you feel, good luck Potter you're going to need it." And he opened up the trunk and before unleashing the locks on the bludger he cast a charm on it and let it go. And I soon realized exactly what he had been thinking.

As the bludger flew after me, I used every Quidditch move I could think of to avoid the bludger and the entire Quidditch team flying at me and in my way. The school's old broom isn't that great however if there is one thing I had learned over the years it's how to fly a broom. Between dad, Salazar, Godric, Abrasax Malfoy, Time, Chaos, Fate, Luck, Muse, Merlin and even Precision, flying is my strong point.

It was five minutes into lunch when Flint finally called off our little flying lesson, and I was met by congratulations from the entire Quidditch team as they headed inside. The Weasley twins seemed to be in shock and as for Marcus Flint, he stood there looking at me with a blank look on his face.

"Alright Potter, well done, you may just have a spot on the team next year, we'll need a new seeker, you could probably do well there."

"I'll think on it Marcus."

"You'll think on it?"

"I believe that is what I said, I can't make any promises, I have my priorities, however I must admit that classes aren't my main concern, I'll pass easily. However with my family, well finding time for Quidditch it could prove difficult."

"So that's it, you'll think on it?"

"Yup."

"Well, alright, but anytime you want to join the team for practice you're more than welcome, these school brooms are pathetic however I think that we can make do with how well you fly."

"Thanks," and the rest of our walk to the Great Hall was spent in silence, and I pondered briefly the behavior of Marcus Flint, he doesn't exactly seem the type for compliments or even pleasant conversation for that matter. I suppose though he is a Slytherin and if he needs a new seeker for next year, then he clearly is willing to do whatever it may take to get me to become seeker. That could prove interesting.

Entering the Great Hall Marcus walks over to sit by the Slytherin Quidditch team and some of the other fifth year Slytherins; I smile as I move to sit down for lunch next to Draco. As I sit down Pansy Parkinson looks at me as though she feels I'm lower than dirt, I just ignore that and take my seat at lunch, and hold back my laughter as Sal goes to imitate everything Parkinson does.

"How did your flying lesson go, you don't look like you got knocked off the broom at all."

"Oh, you know same old I suppose, I didn't manage to take any falls, and when it was all done and over with the team congratulated me on a job well done, then Marcus offered me a spot on next year's team as seeker."

"You're such a liar."

"Believe what you will Pansy Parkinson, but that's the truth." It was at this Draco decided to change the subject away from my 'flying lesson' to something else.

"So how did you're attempt to get out of school for afternoon tea go?"

"I don't know yet, we'll have to wait for Professor Snape and see." As though on cue, the solemn professor walks over to us a blank expression on his face.

"Miss Potter."

"Yes professor?"

"You are to be back no later than the start of dinner, other than that, you may go have your afternoon tea with your grandmother."

"Really; thank you professor Snape sir, I had no doubt that you could get me the permission, you have no idea how much this means to me. You have held up your end of the bargain, and so now I shall hold up mine." He doesn't say anything, just wordlessly walks away, the others just gape at me, but I continue to eat my lunch, so that I may leave for tea as soon as I'm done eating.

Sal moves to stand behind the head's table and begins to mimic the various professors seated there, then as though through some stroke of genius, he levitates Dumbledore's wine glass and dumps it over the top of his head. This startles several people, including the older wizard, however Dumbledore just cast a drying charm and moves on to finish his lunch.

"Violet, you're not behind that are you?"

"No but a friend of mine is."

"Do we even want to know?"

"No Draconis, I highly doubt that you do."

They don't say anything and the rest of lunch goes by in silence, as they all look at me in curiosity every time Salazar does something new up at the staff table, oddly avoiding Snape, likely because he's the only Slytherin at the staff table.

As I finished my lunch I made my way through the corridors, finding one without any portraits, ghosts or people, I take a deep breath and take a simple step forward. A quick flash of light and I find myself standing just outside Nana's Palace. Carefully I knock on the door, rather than being opened, it transports me into the gardens where Lady Magic stands gazing at her flowers.

"I have come for our tea Nana." As she turns around a smile lights up her face.

"Violet, my beautiful granddaughter, it brings me joy to see you; your magic is prospering, you are on the path to become a very powerful witch; I am proud of you." And Nana scoops me into a hug, before setting me down in a chair for tea, she looks at me with a joy in her eye that suggest that if there is anything I wish to say or ask I should do so at the beginning of the conversation.

"Nana, could I ask you a question please?" She looked at me with a smile and nodded her head once, the gentleness never leaving her eyes.

"You may ask anything my darling, but that does not mean I can answer."

"Which of the Gryffindors is my cousin?"

"Ah, you're searching for the son of Chaos I had mentioned...the truth my darling is that Chaos has two sons, one his by birth, the other however is adopted. Neither of them would be your first guess."

"So they're not Gryffindors?"

"One of them is, however he is not an obvious choice, just like his brother is not obvious. A little secret my darling granddaughter, as our family is more than the Blood, we do not always show the traits that belong to the Blood."

"Well I know we're technically not actually the Blood, because they're the ones that you first blessed with magic, but us, well I don't even know what we would call our family; but our traits are the same as the Blood aren't they?"

"Well the difference between us and the Blood, besides the fact there is but only one true member of the Blood that remains, but that is not what we are discussing, we my darling are not the Blood but the Magic. And the members of my family do not have to have our typical traits, because we can change our looks if we so wish, but it is not what we typically do."

"So they could literally be anyone...well I have no choice but to make it my mission to find them." She laughs at that, the sound is melodic and calming, I don't think that even Peace could have a more calming presence.

"Well you won't find them that simply I would hope, what fun is it when everything is simple?"

"I enjoy solving mysteries, and the identity of my two cousins is a mystery."

"You have 12 cousins my darling, some are adopted like the second son of Chaos, legal by our standards but not by any other, your other cousins were born into the family like the first son of Chaos. That is six boys and six girls. They are also all in attendance at Hogwarts; well all but two, they shall be starting next year."

"I see, and Professor Snape, is he this last member of the Blood?"

"Now, you can't expect me to give you all the answers my darling. But there is something special about your potions professor yes, but it shall be up to you to uncover the secrets he knows not that he hides."

"He's powerful."

"There are many reasons as to why he has found favour with your father, my darling, now how about some biscuits?" I smile as I take one of the offered biscuits; she's never going to answer my questions.

"Nana, what was it exactly that you wanted to speak to me about?"

"Are you sure we have not already discussed it my darling?" I frown as I think over our entire conversation since my arrival; then I smile just a little as I nod my head.

"We can't have, you implied within your letter it was a matter of utmost importance, and while I believe everything we have discussed is of importance, I would not say that it was that level of importance."

"I forget just how clever you are sometimes, but you are your father's daughter, though as clever as Death can be, I do believe that if he were as clever as you he'd be Salazar Slytherin. I believe you have spent far too much time with our dear Salazar."

"You're not going to make me send Sal home are you?"

"No, I shall allow him to remain as long as Time has allotted, Salazar is a powerful wizard, and the two have seen a friendship unlike any I've seen before. Not to say that you and young Draconis don' t have a strong and powerful friendship, I believe Fate has done all that is within her power to make sure that you have plenty of friends."

"And Karma has cursed me so that I shall lose every one of them."

"There are ways to undo even Karma's most powerful of curses can be broken."

"I know Nana, but I shall never ask it of you; Muse says that Karma was unjust with the curse she has given me, but I still believe that Karma knows best the retribution I should have for the gifts I have been given. No curse she can lay on me can outweigh the fact that I have a family that loves me; I am a member of the magic and that is all that I need."

"You are wise beyond your years…my little one…perhaps too much time training with Time. Which brings me to the purpose of our little meeting, I have a charm for your bracelet that you will need in the coming years."

"A new charm?"

"Yes, one that I believe is only appropriate, and one that I believe I should have given to you long ago; this charm my darling granddaughter allows you to grant others a gift, you will use this charm to create, and with it, you may gift life in a way, it will protect others from your father."

"You mean like the one I gave Abraxas?"

"You can create necklaces from it like the one you gave Abraxas Malfoy, except perhaps a little stronger and without the loopholes, but that is not all as to why I've brought you here; you have much of your father's powers, you have mastered those of Fate, Karma, Muse, Chaos and Time that you have been gifted, it is time you learned to control the rest of the gifts given to you by my children."

"But Nana from Peace I got the ability for my very presence to create calm and soothe, from Eros I can manipulate emotions, Luck I can create good or bad, Life gave me a healing kiss, Precision my power from him is within his name, and from Fear well the ability to know one's deepest fears."

"There is more to it than that, just because your presence and create calm and soothe others does not mean it always does. You've yet to learn to manipulate the emotions of others, creating luck is not easy, healing with a kiss can be dangerous when you can also poison. Knowing one's fears is something that should be treaded delicately and there's more to being precise than meets the eye. Precision shall therefor be the first that you meet with."

"Yes Nana, when shall our lessons begin?"

"When the clock strikes Midnight each night you will be brought to Precision, and when the twelve chime finishes you shall be found again in your bed. Precision is not like your father, he is a stricter teacher than Time, he will not coddle like Fate and he will see no need for rest like Muse."

"And he will see no need for chaos…I understand Nana."

"Very well then, your father should like to see you before you return to Hogwarts, you best go to him, he is in his old room, I trust you know how to find it?"

"Yes Nana."

"Then be on your way." With a nod of my head I exit Nana's gardens and make my way through Lady Magic's Palace, it's really the polar opposite of Death's Castle, where dad's castle is all doom and gloom this place is more cheery, with beautiful flowers. The palace is more of a labyrinth than even dad's castle, but finding dad's room is easy, all one needs do is follow the increasing feeling of dread and the increasing cold.

After several twist and turns and going down four flights of stairs I find myself standing outside a black door with a rusty doorknob and hinges, and spider webs all over. That combined with the torches on either side of the door and increasing chill screams out that this is the door to my father's room. I open it slowly, earning a loud creak, sighing I look at the foreboding long spirally staircase going down lit by torches.

Placing my hand on the wall for support I begin to make my way down the endless stairs, counting in my head as I go…I know from past experience that there are precisely 3001 stairs leading down to the dungeon themed room that belonged to my dad when he still lived in the palace.

By the time I've gone down thirty steps there was no doubt in my mind, I should have brought Salazar with me to tea with Nana, at least then I'd have someone to talk to while I go down all these stairs. Then again, my aunt is Muse, I suppose I always have someone that I can speak with, even if just in thought.

'Right you are kiddo, so how was tea?'

'It proved to be rather interesting; I don't suppose you know of a faster way down to the dungeon that is dad's room would you?'

'There is a way to turn the stairs into a slide, but he's the only one that knows it, so how's Hogwarts, staying out of trouble I hope.'

'Hogwarts is fantastic, and define trouble.'

'Anything Chaos would approve.'

'Then definitely not…I don't suppose you could tell me anything about where I might find my cousins?'

'Well I could tell who each one is, but what fun is that, though I suppose I could give you one and only one hint.'

'One is better than none.'

'I thought so too, speaking of, two of them happen to be fifth years.'

'So there is a son of Chaos in Gryffindor, and there are two that are fifth years, a total of six boys and six girls, two who don't start Hogwarts until next year, I guess I'll see what I can figure out.'

'That's my girl…so do you like your professors?'

'Haven't had any classes yet, though I rather like Professor Snape, as for the others, time will tell, though I don't like Dumbledore.'

'Now that is your father speaking.'

'Maybe but it's true.'

'Alright but surely you've at least heard about your other professors, are you telling me you've got nothing.'

'Well I heard that McGonagall while biased towards her own house, she is fair within the classroom, and Quirrel something is off about him, my scar hurts when he's nearby.'

'Your scar?'

'Yes, I suspect it's Voldemort related after all he gave me the scar, and it is a horcrux behind it, I think that Voldemort is possessing Quirrel or something, otherwise my scar wouldn't hurt…deductive reasoning says that it must be Voldemort…but I won't know for sure until Defense Against the Dark Arts when I can further investigate.'

'Like you need DADA, or any class besides potions really.'

'That's not true, my transfiguration needs work, and there is always more to learn in Defense, different opponents have different styles, and I've yet to find someone to teach me the protronus.'

'That is true.'

'And I really do need to make more friends my own age, wasn't that the argument?'

'It was, and is also true; you could also stand to learn some various people skills and truths about life that the rest of us cannot teach you.'

'See, I'll be fine.'

'I have no doubt about you being fine, it's my brother that has me worried.'

'Dad will be fine as well.'

'Vi, I'll bet you sixteen galleons that he's enrolled into your school before graduation.'

'I'm not taking that bet because I know you're probably right, after all you're the one that knows everyone's thoughts.'

'Alas and so nobody ever wants to bet against me on things I could influence, a few of the others who weren't rooting for you to be placed in Slytherin are actually accusing me of cheating.'

'But you didn't, the hat chose to place me in Slytherin.'

'It did, and with your friendship with Salazar Slytherin himself, I don't see how anyone could have ever thought you'd end up elsewhere.'

'Well I am rather close with Godric as well.'

'So you are; you develop friendships well when you allow them to develop.'

'I try not to allow it because of Karma's curse.'

'All you need do is ask and my mother will remove it.'

'I shall not ask it of her, not now nor ever, I know you say that I do not deserve it, and perhaps you are right, but this is what Karma feels is just, and if it makes her feel better about herself, then allow it. It cannot be helped if she is petty.'

'You are too kind for this world Violet, the universe is full of unpleasant people; Karma amongst them, if everyone were like you I would say things would be far more peaceful.'

'If everyone were like me there wouldn't be much fun to be had in life, people of all kinds of personality are needed, they make life more interesting. Imagine a world without Salazar Slytherin, the Sorting Hat wouldn't sing, Peeves wouldn't love to prank people, the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts wouldn't be forbidden, and there would be no Voldemort.'

'Many would argue that it would be an ideal world to live in.'

'In theory perhaps, but Voldemort is not nearly as bad as everyone claims, my theory is that if there were no Voldemort then the universe would have given someone far worse to replace him. It is like an endless cycle, Voldemort may be a dark lord, and the worst in history, but that does not mean that worse are yet to come…after all Gellert Grindelwald was once the worst.'

'Like I've said child, you are wise beyond your years.'

'It happens when one is raised by the children of the Lady Magic.'

'Well you are near the end of this short journey down the stairs, so I shall leave you now.'

I smile as I see the last steps in no more than ten away, leaving me for now, Muse almost never leaves anyone, she's our thoughts, so she's always there, even if she's not always making people aware of it, that's just the way that she is. I begin to run down the last of the ten steps, and jumping off when I get to the fourth, landing on my feet…barely.

Once safely at the bottom of the stairs, I take in my surroundings, it's literally a dungeon, sitting in the center of the room however is a table with fancy engravings, and two chairs on either side, seated in one chair is dad, a chess board in the center, the black pieces facing him, he smiles as he sees me, and I smile walking towards him.

"There is my darling daughter, I am glad that you could join me, have a seat and let's play a game of chess."

"Is a game of chess all that you wanted?" I sit down in the chair opposite him and move my pawn forward two, he studies the board as though we were deep into a game before moving one of his knights in retaliation.

"No, I'd also like to talk with you Violet, you've been away from me far too long, it seems as though I had only gotten you back when you had decided to run off to school."

"I know daddy, and I'm sorry it's just; you can't keep me here forever, I was born in the mortal plain, and I should like to make some friends my own age. I talk like someone who's as old as Dumbledore dad; I just want a chance to be normal!"

"You can never be normal, it is the burden of being my daughter, but if you wish, I could discuss with Time, go back and make it so you were never adopted?" I study the chess board, I appear to be winning, but I am not fool enough to believe it will last that way, I take his knight, he smirks and takes my queen.

"And miss out on having a family that cares for me, on making friends like Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor, to live with my magic hating muggle relatives, I think not. Besides if you didn't have me, who else would play chess with you whenever you fancy a game?"

"I have eleven siblings, I think I'd manage."

"Perhaps in convincing Time, or Muse, but Muse would know your moves before you do and Time, well to be quite honest I'm not sure if he's above cheating in chess."

"So you are right, which brings us back to just you and me, I will miss our time together, and being able to play chess with you on a whim, but if Hogwarts is what you truly want."

"It is."

"Then I suppose I have no choice but to allow you to attend. I only fear that we have not been together nearly as much as I have hoped."

"How so?"

"You spent a year with your muggles at five, at six you went to learn the mind arts, at seven and eight you were learning from Merlin and Morgana, at nine you were with the founders, and much of the year you were ten you were with Time."

"And I was with you whenever I wasn't, come my third year you could always come visit during Hogsmeade trips and I will be home over breaks and you can always send letters."

"I suppose you're right, but it would appear my little girl is growing up on me, and I'm missing it."

"I'm only eleven daddy, I'm still plenty little."

"You say that now, but about when you're thirteen, fifteen, seventeen, one of these days you'll be grown and you'll no longer need me."

"I'll always need you daddy, whether you like it or not. I'll need you at my graduation, and when I go through break ups, and whatever other horrors I face as a teenager…and I'll need you when I'm an adult and don't get the job I wanted or I get hurt or I lose a friend or when I just feel alone. No matter how old I get, I'll always need you."

"Checkmate."

"That is not fair, how do you even do that?"

"Years of practice darling, now you best get back to your school now, come give the old guy a hug before you leave though." I roll my eyes as I stand from my chair and make my way to the other side of the table and crawl into my dad's lap and give him a hug kissing him on the cheek.

"You're not old daddy, and I promise it won't be too long before you see me again, and don't forget, I'll always need you." As he picks me up and places me on the ground, I hear him mumble something that almost sounded like that's what I'm afraid of, but I shrug it off knowing that I'm wrong.

"See you later princess, and don't try and tell me I'm not old, I stopped keeping count of my age over a thousand years ago."

"And yet Dumbledore looks older, don't forget you're not as old as Time."

"He'll get you for that one, now get going before I decide to lock you in your room for the rest of eternity." I kiss him once more on the cheek before silently apparating out, I've learned by now once he's mentioned it the thought has crossed his mind more than a few times.

I smile seeing myself in my room down in the dungeons of Hogwarts, Salazar is lying on the bed throwing a bouncy ball at the ceiling. "Did you miss me?" Sal practically leaps off the bed before enveloping me in a bone crushing hug.

"Do not ever leave me alone like that again, I was going mad with boredom; well admittedly I have pondered a few prank ideas, how do you think Severus would handle it if we put him in a marriage dress?"

"Can't I made a deal with him that if he got me out to see Nana I would respect him in and out of the common room and he'd be victim to no pranks, however we have other male professors in this school, and why stop with just one professor, or just the males; or only professors?"

"This is why we are friends Violet, that right there, what have you got in mind?"

"We're going to need wedding dresses, tutus, maybe a bikini or two; but that depends because we could end up scarred for life. And perhaps some hair growth potions…Salazar I do believe this is going to be a long year, for everyone else."

"Beards for girls, dresses, tutus and maybe bikini's for guys, though I have no idea what a tutu or bikini is; I like your thinking, are you sure you are not mine?"

"Rather sure there's close to a thousand years separating your death and my birth."

"Details, details and I think we have more than proven time travel is possible."

"Point…but I'm ninety-eight percent sure that you're not secretly my biological father."

"That is a two percent chance that I am."

"Two percent; and that's only because I like pranks and have dark hair, like you and James Potter both."

"How do we know that I am not James Potter?"

"Because I have met him, you don't look anything like him, you're paler, have neat hair opposed to his messy hair and brace yourself for this next one, your eyes are a different color."

"Is that all?"

"No he also wore glasses, and you look nothing alike."

"Glamour charm."

"Then why don't we go take a look behind the veil, I'm sure you're both their somewhere, and we can prove you're two completely different people."

"But that is not any fun."

"Oh well, now we need to focus on planning this prank, it has got to be done without any issue."

"Well we need to decipher a way to prank everyone, without pranking the Slytherins…yet not make it obvious, but we still want to do the tutu, wedding dress thing…this could be a challenge and I love a good challenge…now if only Voldemort were this fun."

"That would probably be asking too much Sal, let's just be glad that you have me to more than make up for the disappointment that is Tom Riddle."

"If only Godric were here he would be happy to have fun with us, he would also lecture us but you know what I mean, he would be outraged about this no end of year prank war thing."

"Godric; as in Mr. Perfect Pureblood; oh I doubt it."

"It is true and you know it; there was a time when Godric would pull pranks even more often than myself; then we got our first students, but there's still the summer, or do you not remember your birthday rap?"

"I do, it was terrible, and I'd be glad if you never mentioned it again, ever."

"Now that is not polite, he is the one who wrote it, I just did the, what was the word for it again?"

"Beat boxing, and it was terrible as well."

"I shall get the hang of it eventually; perhaps I should put in some more practice."

"Please don't."

"Fine, I will withhold my urges to beat box and rap for the time being, but only for you my darling, we have approximately thirty minutes until the beginning of dinner, what shall we do in the meantime?"

"We have a prank to plan remember."

"Of course, I shall be right back." With that Sal exits my room entering into his own room, he returns in a few minutes with a brown leather notebook in hand.

"Is that?"

"The journal of all the pranks that I have ever played on anyone, alone or with others, or pranks I have seen done by others that I thought notable, yes it is."

"That is the dream of all pranksters, even if not everyone knows of it, I think I'm going to cry…do you have any idea how much I could sell that for on the black market; not that I would but…that could get me millions of galleons."

"Well then it is a good thing you'll never have any need to sell it, once I return to the past, this journal is yours."

"You mean it?"

"Of course."

"I love you."

"Well we already established that; however no matter how strong our love for each other may grow, it cannot be, betwixt you and I."

"Not like that Salazar and you know it."

"Am I not good enough?"

"No there are close to a thousand years between our births Sal, it would never work out."

"Time travel-"

"Cannot solve all of one's problems, and let's not forget neither of us love each other in that manner and I'm only eleven."

"Fine…now let's get back to the task at hand; so we need to prank the whole school without pranking the Slytherins…well that won't be at all difficult. Good thing I love a good challenge, alright, well this should be simple enough; let us see what we have." Sal begins to skim the pages of his journal before he finally stops his eyes lighting up with mischief.

"Oh you've found something."

"Cancel the tutus because this, is perfect; I hath always wanted to try this one, but Godric would never let me, he always watched for this one…claimed it is too much risk."

"Sounds like my kind of prank, do share."

"It is basically a spell I had created; it is a bit like the eye of the beholder spell, but with a few tweaks. Basically it will show others the worst pranks possible, the effects are a little complicated to explain, perhaps it would be best to just show you; however there is but one problem."

"Oh; what is that?"

"I do not jest when I say this is a rather complex piece of spell work, it will need three in order to cast it properly."

"I think I could come up with someone, so how do we keep the prank from hitting the Slytherins but not looking like Slytherin wasn't hit?"

"You leave that up to me my darling, when this prank is ready, this school won't know what hit it."

"Hmm…I think I shall head to dinner early, less suspicion on me that way, shall we adjourn?"

"Of course, lead the way Heiress Death." I roll my eyes at that but quietly make my way through the corridors and into the great hall, surprisingly it's already filling up, almost all of the Slytherins are already seated there…interesting.

I take my seat next to Draco with a small smile on my face, a notebook, and a pen in hand, it may be muggle stuff but for what I'm using it for, it's going to be the easiest method. I need to make a list of all the other kids in Hogwarts, twelve of them are my cousins, so that's a lot of people; this could prove difficult.

"What are you doing Vi?"

"Making a list of all the Hogwarts students, by house in order from oldest to youngest, apparently I have twelve cousins attending Hogwarts, although some of them are only adopted and only by the standards of my family, so my family would have no rights to them, but can name them their heirs and gift them their magical abilities."

"Do you have any idea how many kids are in Hogwarts? There's absolutely no way that you could find them all, that could be three for each house, they could all be in one house, there is infinite amount of possibilities of where your twelve cousins could be and who they could be."

"You underestimate me Draconis, there is absolutely no way that I won't be able to figure this out, I know that at least one of them is a Gryffindor, and his brother is not. What I'm going to do is categorize every student based on which houses I think my aunts and uncles possibly could have children in. Example; knowing my father I know any child of his is most likely to end up in Slytherin or Ravenclaw. Father puts forth a lot of effort into my education, leaving the chances to be more likely a Ravenclaw but there were exceptional circumstances surrounding me placing me in Slytherin."

"So you have to search all the kids in Hogwarts for your family?"

"Not entirely, I have twelve cousins, but only ten are currently attending Hogwarts and two will be starting next year, meaning I'll need to pay attention to next year's first years."

"Did your grandmother give any more hints, how many are guys, how many are girls?"

"Six of each and I know one is a boy in Gryffindor which means there are but five other boys to find."

"I'll bet money they're mostly Slytherins." I roll my eyes at Salazar, what would he know, just because I'm awesome enough to be a Slytherin doesn't mean that everyone in my family is. Besides that's nine people we have to find, at least one of them is bound to be a Slytherin, the more likely thing is that there are three in each house. Thirteen grandchildren of the Lady Magic, impossible to say precisely where each of us will be sorted.

"What are your aunts and uncles like Violet?"

"Do not worry over it, we'll figure that out another time, so Draconis, have you deciphered which of the twelve children of the Lady Magic is of the most importance?"

"Yes; they're all equally important, they are sets of twins because each one is a balance for the other, there can be no life without death, no peace without chaos, no precision without luck, without any of them there would be none of the things that make up our existence. But I do have to say that there is no doubt in my mind that if one had to be the most important it would be Time, because without him there is no start nor end of life, everything just is, and therefor everything just was."

"Wow, that's a good answer, are you sure this kid is only eleven, that was a little too deep for a kid that wasn't raised by Death, or me. I mean come on Violet deny that answer was just a little too rehearsed."

"You sought help in regards to finding your answer, it is alright if you did, I never said that you could not. I do believe that we have a seer amongst us."

"Draco's a seer, sure thing and I'm the son of Chaos." I roll my eyes at Blaise's remark, but the others all look at him as though he's crazy, right they're all terrified of my family, I think one of these days we'll have to fix that.

"Oh you've got that scheming look on your face do tell."

'Well if you must persist to know Salazar, I might still have yet another trick up my sleeve. And I do believe I've just realized how we can find at least one of my cousins.'

"Really, and how's that?"

'The child of Precision will be the easiest to figure out, because they would be impossible to miss, we shall have to simply ask a single professor to list out the most precise of their students in all the years from most to least precise, and what class needs precision more than potions?'

"You make me so proud; that right there is precisely why you're in Slytherin, though I'm curious how this idea came about."

'Nana is insisting I take up lessons with Precision, and dad mentioned how it could benefit my potions, and from there everything just clicked.'

"And if this cousin happens to be in his or her first year?"

'Then we simply will have to wait a bit longer, but an answer will be found.'

"Earth to Violet, have you even been listening to anything we've been saying?"

"Sorry no, I got a little um distracted…"

"You're not scheming again are you?"

"At the moment no, most of my plans are laid out and need placed into action, though now that I think about it, if Professor Snape and the Slytherins are left alone, it'd be rather mysterious."

"So you mean obvious?"

"Yeah, thing is I made a deal with Professor Snape so he's no longer allowed to fall victim, and quite honestly I don't want all the Slytherins to hate me, although-" I pause and scrap the food on my plate then duck my head moving slightly to the left. "-I will feel no regret pranking the Weasley twins seeing as they're trying so hard to prank me."

"You know we really should place more snakes in the school Violet, they don't have to be real, but if you want to be as unprankable as me."

"Not a bad idea Sal, we'll have to get on that soon, because once you're gone it'll be slightly more difficult to know what's coming."

"You did challenge them, and worse you didn't exactly give them a time limit."

"No worries, in the words of Salazar Slytherin himself, they'll give up, surrender or literally die trying, they all do as I cannot be pranked."

"When would he have ever said that?"

"Does it matter?"

"Actually I think I have said that before, yes I'm sure of it, sometime around when you had developed your resolve to be the first ever to prank me."

"That sounds about right."

"Those poor saps will never understand what they're getting into."

"Nope." With that I stand and leave the table, and head out of the Great Hall back towards my room, classes begin tomorrow, and I'll need to be ready, this will be like nothing any of them have ever seen before.