Kapitel 39: Chapter 37 - Hogwarts Express (1)
Lying naked on the bed, Asterion pushed his hair back with his hand and looked at the naked woman beside him. She leaned her body against his, her breasts pressing against his chest.
It was Bellatrix.
After the conversation he had with his great-grandfather, Asterion only wanted one thing – to unwind.
The most effective way to unwind, proven by the human race, was sex. One thing led to another and it happened, although it wasn't his first time. A year ago, he couldn't resist Bellatrix's seduction and indulged in the forbidden fruit.
Asterion wasn't to blame; he wasn't made of iron, and his body was burning with adolescent hormones at that moment. Everywhere he looked, he saw the vague shape of beautiful buttocks. Damn, he looked at an apple and saw a butt...
If you're wondering if he and Bellatrix had a romantic relationship, the answer was no. What they did was purely about sex and mutual pleasure; no one mentioned feelings.
"Master, you were so rough and wild," Bella looked at Asterion, leaving many kisses on his chest and neck. Her beautiful green eyes showed a lazy and satisfied look from the carnal night where they indulged in pleasure and hedonism.
Seeing him still in silence, she asked, "Is something bothering you, master? How can I ease your worries?" Her face approached the curve of his neck, kissing and biting his neck while her hand gradually descended slowly to his lower region.
"Take control, Bella." Enjoying the kisses and bites on his neck, Asterion relaxed into the pillow and spoke, closing his eyes.
Bellatrix's eyes lit up upon hearing his words. She straddled Asterion and captured his lips without hesitation, nibbling and sucking on the sweet lips she never tired of kissing.
Soon after, in the room, the sound of heavy sighs and hot moans echoed, along with the constant clapping sounds.
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The week passed quickly, and September 1st arrived, the day Hogwarts began its school year.
Asterion was already packed and had a new wand in its holster tied to his arm.
24 centimeters, Elder wood, and the core were as unusual as possible—a cursed spirit, to be precise, a core shaped like a cursed spirit made by himself.
The core was nothing but pure negative magical energy—dark, sadistic, arrogant, and extremely fierce.
When Asterion held the wand for the first time, a black glow bloomed from the tip, and a shockwave spread throughout the mansion, killing all the plant life in the mansion completely.
His magic, once as untamed as a wild dragon, submitted to his wand without any hesitation. Now, he could cast spells without worrying about causing unnecessary destruction.
The wand's appearance was entirely black, smooth as marble without any roughness. Intricately carved into the dark wood, a crow and a snake intertwined in a struggle.
Honestly, he loved his customized wand, which was why he didn't go to Ollivander. The old British wandmaker would refuse to use a wand so far outside his guidelines.
Outside the mansion, Narcissa looked worriedly at Asterion, who held a suitcase in his hand.
"Are you sure you don't want me to accompany you to the station?"
"I'm not a child, Cissy." Asterion rolled his eyes at her unfounded concern, but he didn't feel irritated by her excessive worry. After the divorce, she became especially attached to him, especially with her children not visiting her even once in three years. It could have been Lucius preventing the children from visiting, but it still hurt her.
Suddenly, Narcissa hugged him and whispered many things in his ear, like sleeping early, not drinking too much, staying away especially from the Slytherin girls, and so on. She seemed more like a worried mother sending her child off to college.
Pulling away from her, he looked at Bellatrix and said, "Don't forget my orders, Bella."
"Yes, sir!" Bella replied in a serious and loud tone, like a soldier saluting.
"Send me a letter when needed." Looking at his great-grandfather, Asterion spoke with a softer tone than usual.
Arcturus simply nodded and remained silent, looking at him with a calm and profound gaze.
Saying goodbye to everyone once more, Asterion left, carrying his suitcase, and crossed the mansion's barrier.
"He'll be fine, Narcissa. You don't need to worry so much," Arcturus said, comforting the woman as he noticed the concern on her face.
"I know, but how can I not worry?" Narcissa murmured to herself with a sad look.
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Walking through King's Cross Station, Asterion easily located the secret entrance to platform 9¾.
Before entering, he spotted a red-haired family wearing slightly worn clothes, hurrying along while engaged in conversation. The older red-haired woman didn't seem to stop talking, while the youngest girl, who appeared visibly frustrated, listened with a scowl on her face.
Asterion almost instantly recognized the members of the Weasley family, in the original world they were the ones who benefited the most from the war, consequently producing the Savior of the Wizarding World and the Smartest Witch of the Century. It could be said that the Weasley family was the Habsburg family of the magical world in terms of marriage. They lost some members in the war, yes, but gained other notable ones in the future.
Shaking his head, Asterion ran towards the station pillar without fear, which, incidentally, was the entrance to platform 9¾.
Asterion felt himself pass through a liquid barrier for a moment and found himself in another place. Many teenagers bustled back and forth while the scarlet express billowed steam across the platform. The place was chaotic and noisy, with cats darting around and owls hooting at each other.
Asterion held onto his suitcase and stepped onto the crimson locomotive without a second thought, hating being in such a chaotic environment.
Inside the train, Asterion saw numerous identical compartments, the only difference between them being the numbering beside each door.
Walking for a moment and dodging some older students, Asterion chose an empty-looking compartment.
To his surprise, when he opened the door, he found a young girl sitting by the window.
"Is there a vacant spot, Miss?" Narrowing his eyes, he inquired, looking at the young girl.
"Yes, you can come in." Without looking at him, she replied casually, her voice lazy and slightly condescending.
Asterion entered and placed his suitcase on the upholstered bench of the compartment. He sat down, glanced at the young girl, then looked away, taking a book from his suitcase and reading silently, not wanting to start a conversation.
In the compartment, only the rustling of pages could be heard as both remained silent.
Suddenly, breaking the silence, the door opened and a young girl with voluminous brown hair appeared. Her front teeth were slightly prominent, but the imperfection didn't detract from her charm.
"May I come in?" She asked, her eyes wandering between the two inside the compartment with an uncertain look.
"Come in, there are a few free seats." Since Asterion didn't bother to respond, the young girl spoke in his place.
"Thank you." The girl with voluminous hair thanked and stored her own suitcase on the racks above the seats.
Afterwards, she sat down next to the other young girl, and silence once again settled in the compartment.
But it didn't last long, as the girl with brown hair introduced herself timidly.
"I'm Hermione Granger."
Whether it was Asterion or the other young girl, they both raised their heads and greeted her back.
"Rose Potter."
"Asterion Black."
As the two stated their names, Hermione widened her eyes and looked at them both with an incredibly shocked expression, even Rose looked surprised at the young man.
"I've read about you two," Hermione spoke excitedly without stopping, quoting some books about them.
Asterion simply glanced at her and went back to reading his book; he didn't find the girl annoying, just busy reading at the moment.
Seeing that Asterion ignored her, Hermione felt her smile stiffen.
Seeing this, Rose, who didn't want to pay attention to the conversation, comforted young Hermione. "Don't worry about him, he's always like this."
"It's okay, I'm used to it," Hermione spoke with a helpless smile and a sad look. Then, she heard the voice of the incredibly handsome young man; she noticed that his voice was cold and almost emotionless, but still very pleasant to listen to.
"I ignored you because I'm busy at the moment, Miss Granger, nothing more. Don't take my silence as an insult."
Hermione nodded, understanding, as she also didn't like to disturb her reading time.
"By the way, cousin, I would appreciate it if you didn't call my book stupid." Raising his head and looking directly into Rose Potter's incredibly blue eyes, which seemed to have stars in them, combined with her white hair, and you knew her identity.
The current Bearer of the Six Eyes – Rose Lily Potter – The Girl Who Lived.
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Next Chapter: Chapter 38 - Hogwarts Express (2), Chapter 39 - Hogwarts Express (3) Chapter 40 - Hogwarts Express (4) Chapter 41 - Hogwarts Express (5), Chapter 42 - Hogwarts (1), Chapter 43 - Hogwarts (2), Chapter 44 - Hogwarts (3), Chapter 45 - Classroom (1), Chapter 46 - Classroom (2), Chapter 47 - Classroom (3), Chapter 48 - First Class of Defense Against Cursed Spirits (1), Chapter 49 - First Class of Defense Against Cursed Spirits (2), Chapter 50 - Request (1), Chapter 51 - Request (2), Chapter 52 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (1), Chapter 53 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (2), Chapter 54 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (3), Chapter 55 - A Treacherous Game of Chess (4).
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