Kapitel 20: Moonlit Contemplation

Startling awake Eleanor sat up trying to rid herself of the horrible nightmare she just experienced.

Her horrid dreams had occurred seldom when she had stayed at Castle Black but ever since that fateful day at the Rhubarb restaurant the nightmares had returned.

Rubbing the sleep from her eyes Eleanor looked around the still dark room.

Her door as always was slightly a-jar so Victoria could come to her aid.

She originally wanted it closed but her maid just wouldn't have it insisting vehemently that she might not hear her otherwise.

Moving over to the side of her bed Eleanor stood up, her nightgown falling into place.

Scratching her scalp she slowly stepped over to the huge glass doors leading to her large balcony.

Reaching up she barely managed to grab hold of the door handle and pulled it down falling back onto the balls of her feet.

Stepping through the now opened door Eleanor shut her eyes as a gust of wind hit her face making her blood-red hair and white nightgown flap in the wind.

Walking over the cold marble floor she quickly jumped onto the railing where she promptly sat down to enjoy the refreshing night air.

Gazing into the night, Eleanor clearly sees everything in stark contrast, it wasn't as though it was as bright as day in her eyes but it was similar to a black and white picture where no colours existed.

She could differentiate the different trees at the forest's edge even at such a great distance.

She could see a murder of crows remove themselves from the forest, probably fleeing some predator.

From the piles of books, Victoria had brought her from the library Eleanor had read that the forest was filled with different magical creatures.

She had even found out that in 1934 when the mansion was first built, that the current house head Sirius Black had subdued and tamed a young welsh green that lived in the forest till his master passed away after which the next house head, Arcturus Black, putt it out of its grieving misery.

She had only recently continued going through the Black family tree and she quickly found something that brought a smile to her face.

The Black family still had more remaining members than she had originally thought.

There was Arcturus Black the former house head and his wife Melania McMillan.

Pollux Black and his wife Irma Crabbe, both parents of Cygnus and Walburga Black, who were both parents of the last generation of Blacks.

Cassiopeia Black, who had sadly never married and so wouldn't legitimately be able to pass on the Black family name.

Callidora Black and her husband Harfang Longbottom she hadn't known earlier but they were both still alive and had two children, a son and a daughter.

And lastly, Lucretia Black and her husband Ignatius Prewett, both still alive with no children but his niece was Molly Weasley the mother of Charlie and Bill.

Swinging her feet back and forth Eleanor closed her eyes and breathed in deeply.

Leaning back she steadied herself with her hands and just enjoyed the fresh countryside air.

As she sat there, bathing in the moonlight, Eleanor thought about her plans for the future.

She of course planned to attend Hogwarts and to make friends there but what would she do afterwards.

Her forehead wrinkled as she went into deep thought, Eleanor didn't just want to marry another noble, settle down, bear children and die without a legacy.

No, she wouldn't want that, maybe she could join the ministry, and become Minister for magic.

That also didn't seem right, but then an idea started to form in her mind.

She remembered the history lessons she had with Professor Dumbledore and she remembered the things her family had taught her.

A smile graced her lips as she arrived at a conclusion, she would reclaim her rightful place at the top of the British government she would seize back the crown and make this kingdom truly united.