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LUCIUS MALFOY 

was the name of the asshole William Starling couldn't stand. He thought Mr Malfoy was a smug man who thought too much of himself. He would only parade around the Ministry, signing a few papers while pretending that he was the high might man and without him the Ministry would fall.

William's hatred towards the man didn't get any better when he found out that Lucius Malfoy had taken part of the little battle in The Department of Mysteries ― a battle Celeste had joined for some reason.

When William found out that Celeste had been there as well ― fighting against Azkaban escaped prisoners and Death Eaters ― he thought about pulling Celeste out of school. He didn't appreciate that his niece had taken part of something so dangerous and reckless. The very thought of loosing Celeste was already too painful to bare but for it to actually happen ― William knows he won't survive it. 

Summer holiday had started a few days ago and William was more than glad to have his wife and niece living under a same roof once again. Although just in a few days, the house was filled with Celeste's things in every corner. As smart as the girl was, she was not the tidiest and leaves a mess everywhere she goes. 

"Liv!" Shouted Celeste from her room on the second floor. "Did you take my boots?"

"No honey, I did not," Olivia answered and entered Celeste's room with a box full of new plants. "Did you check under your bed? Because that's where all the missing stuff usually go."

"Yeah right," said Celeste with a playful eye roll but when she looked under her bed, she saw her rain boots. "Why are you always right?"

Olivia grinned. "Someone has to be. Now come on, it's breakfast time."

Celeste and Olivia found their way to the dining room where William was already drinking his morning coffee and reading a copy of the morning's Daily Prophet. Celeste took a place next to her uncle while Olivia sat on the other side of the table. 

"Are you still mad at me?" Asked Celeste when William didn't say anything. "I didn't mean to get into danger."

William chuckled a little before placing his paper down and turning to look at his niece. "And yet, you did," he said in a serious tone but his face was telling that he wasn't exact mad at Celeste but just worried. 

"And I said I'm sorry," reminded Celeste. 

"I just don't want you to get hurt, all right?" Said William. 

Celeste smiled at her uncle and nodded. "I promise. I won't get into trouble or danger."

"Good."

Once Celeste had finished her breakfast, she headed back to her room to organize things. When she moved to England, she managed to spend just one day in her new home before having to leave to school so her room was still all over the place. She had told her uncle and aunt not to do her room ― she wanted to be in charge of it.

She hang pictures on the wall and unpacked some of her boxes that still held her belongings. Her eyes caught a little box and she sighed heavily. It was a box filled with letters Leo had given her over the tow years they had dated. 

Celeste hasn't really thought of Leo Marchal ― she hasn't had the time.

Leo was her first serious boyfriend and while she was quite young when they first started dating ― she feels like she loved him and he loved her. Nothing bad went down with them but because they spent so much time together, they felt like they need a break to see who they were as individuals.

Then Celeste moved to England.

Leo was the bad boy of Ilvermorny and William hated him. 

William was bound to hate any boy who comes more than five feet from his niece but he really, really disliked Leo Marchal. Olivia wasn't a big fan of Leo's either but that was until she saw how sweet and gentle the bad boy was with Celeste. This information however didn't please William and he continued to shoot threatening looks at Leo every time he saw him.

Celeste took out the letters and placed them on her bed before she noticed a small photograph. It was one of Celeste and Leo, celebrating Fourth of July. 

With a soft smile, she placed the photograph back into the box with the letter and placed the box under her bed ― as she would forget about it.

There was a knock on her door and Celeste told them to come in.

William entered the room. "Hey kiddo," he smiled and sat on Celeste's armchair.

Celeste frowned a little before turning to unpack another box. 

"About your little battle..." started William. "I just want you to be safe, okay? I made that promise to my brother when he and Charlotte brought you home from the orphanage. I promised that I will look after you and protect you, and I don't need you to make that job harder."

"I didn't mean it to happen," said Celeste, turning to look at her uncle. "I was just helping my friends."

William sighed with a nod. "I know but next time, if helping your friends means that you will expose yourself to danger, maybe rethink it."

"Yeah, I'll do that."

"Thank you, kiddo."

William was about to leave Celeste's room when he stopped by the threshold and turned to look at Celeste. "Did you know the man? Lucius Malfoy, the one who was in the Department of Mysteries?"

"His son goes to Hogwarts but I haven't spoken to any of them. Said a few words to the wife," explained Celeste.

"All right. Now, it seems that Liv promised Mrs Weasley that we are meeting her and her family in Diagon Alley so, we should get ready. Nate and Beth are coming as well," said William, receiving a grin from Celeste.

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Diagon Alley was different than before. The last time Celeste had spent time there, it was Eater break. Now after the incident in the Department of Mysteries and the official declaration of Voldemort's return ― people had started to fear. People walked with their heads down, children no longer ran around the cobblestoned streets but were tightly holding their parents hands. People didn't stay for a little tea or had ice cream but just did their necessary shoppings and quickly escaped home. 

Celeste knew that things were ― she was there to witness them but she didn't feel like she needs to hide. So she, her family and friends were spending a normal afternoon in Diagon Alley.

"I mean it George Weasley!" Celeste squealed. If you don't give it back I'll hex you," she tried to stay serious but bursted into a heart-warming laughter.

"Oy oy, you can't hex me when you don't have your wand," George smiled and held Celeste's wand up in his hand. "I'll give it to you if you say please."

"You must be polite," Fred insisted and poked Celeste's upper arm.

The blond girl huffed playfully. "Please," she smirked.

"I don't think---" George started.

"---you meant it," Fred finished.

"I'll help you," Nathan laughed and bend down so Celeste could climb to his back to piggyback.

"Give it to me," Celeste giggled from Nathan's back and waved her arms around.

"George," Beth laughed and started to tickle the boy so he would drop the wand but instead she got caught by Fred, who lifted her up.

"George, give the girl her wand," Molly Weasley shook her head when she reached her children and the three extra ones. "And Fred put Beth down for the love of Merlin."

Fred lifted Beth further up before putting her back on the ground. "Merci Fred," Beth wrinkled her nose and walked to Nathan who had placed Celeste back on the ground as well.

"Fine mum," George grinned "There you go shorty," he said and gave Celeste her wand.

"I am not short," Celeste said. "You're just abnormally tall," she smirked.

"That's true," Ron laughed.

Celeste grinner widely before putting her wand inside her boots. She looked around, seeing poster of Azkaban escapees and news of Lucius Malfoy's arrest. Mr Malfoy's arrest affected Celeste in a weird way. She didn't know the man and while he was a convicted Death Eater there was just something when she looked at his picture on the news, a feeling of wonder. 

She couldn't help but why a man ― with his name, wealth and place in society ― would be a Death Eater.