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37.14% A Bend in Time / Chapter 455: Societal Tea Invite Ⅱ

Chapter 455: Societal Tea Invite Ⅱ

With no small measure of wariness, Fleamont carefully removed the wax seal, and unfolded the letter in order to read the contents found within.

"To Fleamont Potter,

With the murder of my beloved Sirsa at the Malfoy Wedding, it came to my attention that should in the event that I and my sister perish for any numerable of circumstances that my grandchildren would be left without the guidance of elder or family member to care for them. After much discussion, I have chosen the most eligible and best Godparents for my grandchildren, their godmother, Dorea Potter, and their godfather, Fleamont Potter.

I am certain that you, Fleamont, at this very moment must be wondering as to why I have chosen you to be their godfather given our past differences and present continued dislike for each other. One of the reasons is precisely because a life debt is owed to the family. Should anything occur, while my grandchildren are yet grown that life debt will ensure that they are protected namely by you. That and as much as I loathe to admit this, you are a good man, and will see to their best interests out of genuine concern.

Secondly, you are a wildly successful potioneer on your own merits. My grandson, Severus is presently apprenticed to Headmaster Albus Dumbledore to become a Potion's Master. Professor Dumbledore for all his vast and innumerable talents is a much better alchemist and spell theorist than a Potions Master. However, you on the other hand, Fleamont not only have experience in the field but will offer unique contacts and opportunities that only a successful potioneer can in the field of Potions, whether it be with the Potions Guilds or the Potion suppliers such as Apothecaries.

And thirdly, your son and my grandchildren are friends. Unlike the two of us, the three of them are genuine friends. I would like to put my grandchildren at ease with the knowledge that their godfather is the parent of one of their own good friends. My hope is that they will grow to trust you, Fleamont, impossible as that may sound and may even be.

That being said, I, Reginald Prince, Head of the Prince Family, being magically sound of body and mind request that Fleamont Potter accept the time-honored position of Godfather for Severus and Rowan Prince.

I cordially await your response,

Reginald Prince."

Fleamont swallows feeling his mouth very dry as he with trembling fingers puts the letter down. Staring up in disbelief at Georgine Prince, he says, "This is a most ill-mannered jest in very poor taste! I can assure you you will not tolerate it!"

"My brother and I do not play such games, Fleamont Potter," Georgine sharply retorted.

"I did not mean anything by my words," Fleamont somewhat apologetically said. "But I find it almost impossible to believe that Reginald Prince would knowingly write such a letter much less request that I be named the godfather to the Prince children."

"Godfather?!" Euphemia said in shock and delight. Such a request was a wonderful thing! And especially coming from such an old and prestigious household as the Prince family.

Ignoring his wife for the time being, Fleamont adds, "You know perfectly well why, Georgine Prince. Reginald and I have never exactly seen eye to eye."

"That is of little consequence in the grand scheme of things," Georgine matter-of-factly retorted. "It is far more important that the children receive proper protection. And you, Fleamont for better or for worse come from an illustrious family in wizarding society, and whether you care to admit it or not it is a fact."

Leaning back into his seat, Fleamont rubs his now aching head with one hand. "Let us hypothetically propose that I do accept what exactly shall be required of me?"

"Firstly, the official Godparents ceremony will take place a few days before a Winter Ball that shall be hosted at Verninac Chateau, you shall be expected to attend," Georgine explained. "And as for the rest, we only request that the following summers until their departure from Hogwarts, if you permit them to spend a portion of their summer here. We do not ask for anything more except in the instance that Reginald and I should perish. In which case, we request that the children be wisely counseled at least until their twenty-fifth year of age."

Fleamont relaxes a bit relief at hearing the terms and conditions. They were not strict nor requesting that he attend social functions except for the Winter Ball that was to be hosted announcing the selected Godparents. And more importantly, he would not need to deal regularly with Reginald Prince.

That and should anything occur to himself or Euphemia, his son, James would have someone who would support him. He wasn't foolish enough to believe that could not occur considering their age. And neither of them had any family nor cousins to speak of beyond distant cousins.

"Very well, I accept," Fleamont finally said after a long moment. "You may inform Reginald Prince of that."

"I will," Georgine replied hiding a cold gleam of satisfaction in her eyes. Glancing at the time, she says, "It would seem that we have tarried long enough, Euphemia. I had a lovely evening, please do invite me and Dorea again. I do look forward to such a luncheon."

"Of course, I would be delighted too," Euphemia earnestly said as she rose to her feet to see her guests off. "Please do take care."

Dorea flashes a smile at Euphemia and says, "It was a pleasure to see you again, Euphemia, I hope to hear from you soon."

"Yes!" Euphemia widely smiled thrilled that the luncheon had been a success! Escorting her guests away, she watches the two women floo away, before she storms back to the parlor room to give her husband a piece of her mind. She hadn't forgotten how very rude he had been to the two women!

"Fleamont Potter!" Euphemia roared as she stomped into the parlor. "How dare you be so rude to Georgine Prince! I don't care if you don't like her or her brother, but she was my guest! And more importantly, she is younger than us, Fleamont!"

"Yes, dear," Fleamont grumbled. "But she wasn't invited to begin with!"

"It doesn't matter," Euphemia snapped back. "She was still a guest invited or not. And mark my words, she will be invited back, Fleamont Potter, and I shan't have another repeat of this afternoon!"

"Yes, dear," Fleamont muttered with ears rather wilted like a crup.

"And Fleamont."

"Yes, dear."

"I am so proud of you for putting your pride aside and accepting Reginald Prince's offer," Euphemia said as she beamed with pride at her husband, before sashaying away.

Fleamont merely blinks dumbly at his wife's departing figure, before sighing and picking up his discarded newspaper. At least, he could still do the crossword puzzle in the Daily Prophet. That always served to cheer him up!


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Note: This is where J.K. Rowling's math gets weird. So Albus Dumbledore is born in 1881, and Newt in 1897. Albus is only sixteen years older than Newt, not a big deal, but like I said before Professor McGonagall is the Transfiguration Prof. and Albus the DADA Professor. Well, the issue is that McGonagall won't be born for a while, and during the 1930 to 40s, Albus is the Professor of Transfiguration as Tom Riddle recalls from his memories in the chamber of secrets. And which contradicts the prior timeline, but makes perfect sense as Professor McGonagall also learned how to become an animagus from Albus, and it is mentioned in her bio, and works at the Ministry for a bit, before replacing Albus as the Transfiguration Prof. at Hogwarts.

As such, we have to seriously wonder if Albus would have orginally taught Newt while in school, since we know in fact that Albus was an alchemist for a while working alongside Nicholas Flammel to discover the twelve uses of dragon's blood. As such, we don't even know when he actually became a professor, but we know that is prior to Riddle starting at Hogwarts, and which would put Albus about the the 1930's. And thusly, I will just work with that time frame assumption, and as such Albus would not have been the professor to Fleamont, Reginald, or Georgine Prince, and some of the other various characters.

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