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Chapter 18: Invitations

"As Prince of Slytherin, I hereby call this Monthly Meeting of Salazar's Court to order,"

They sat on a conjured round table, courtesy of Potter, in order of Ranks with Rowle and Harry on either end. Snape sat in the corner of the room with a frown.

"The first thing I would like to address is a person that you may know of. I assure you that if you intend to harm this person in any way, you shall suffer the consequences," Harry glared at Snape and Flint paled.

"Sirius, you can come out now," The Black Lord came out of the room and waved at the court, "Good evening, Salazar's Court," he bowed.

"Oh and try not to be too harsh, Harry,"

An array of 'Lord Black' and 'My Lords' rang from the table. Snape was furious and the end of his wand spouted Crucio-Red sparks.

"Severus," he greeted, "On behalf of James, Remus and I, I must apologize for whatever harm or embarrassment we caused you during our years of youth,"

The Court stared at Snape, it was weird realizing that your Potions Master was bullied or was ever vulnerable.

Snape turned and left, Sirius shrugged and turned to the Court.

"Sirius shall be living here until the end of the year and if I must warn you that you shall be subject to many pranks. I apologize in advance,"

Sirius smirked.

"If you breathe a word of this to anyone, you shall be on the opposing end of a... painful secrecy charm," They Court frantically nodded, "Amelia, please continue,"

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The next week, the eagle returned and dropped a letter on the plate in front of Harry. This time Harry didn't run out of the Hall and instead read it as if nothing happened. The Slytherins stared at him in anticipation but Harry still had his emotionless mask on. Nearly the whole Hall was silent as he read the letter. Ignoring it, he read it and then banished it.

He was then surprised because another eagle came in and handed it to Harry. He opened it as he sipped on his pumpkin juice and he spat it out I the table before running out of the room, trying to get away from the Hall's stares.

The First letter:

To the Lord of the Ancient and Noble Houses of Potter, Peverell, Gaunt, Slytherin, Gryffindor and the House of Umbridge

I invite you to the annual initiation of our Death Eaters to be held at Malfoy Manor on the 30 July at 8 o'clock in the evening,

Lord Voldemort

The Second Letter:

To 'Ashe Marvolo'

I invite you to the annual initiation of our Death Eaters to be held at Malfoy Manor on the 30 July at 8 o'clock in the evening,

Lord Voldemort

He quickly scanned for curses and spells and to his relief, he could not find any tracking charms. It brought his mind to the thought,

How was he supposed to be two people at once?

If he were to skip it, it would send the wrong message. Would he attend it as Ashe or Harry?

Luckily, Harry had a few weeks to think about it. He finally came up with a solution. Harry and Ashe were going to attend. They just wouldn't be in the same place at once.

Fast forward to 30 July.

Being raised as a muggle, and Salazar's memoirs being severely outdated, Harry had little to no idea about what on Earth to wear. In other words, he had a fashion dilemma.