-Continued.
“Hey! Wait up!” called Harry after Midnight. She didn’t slow down.
“Idiot boy…” she muttered referring to Lavel. Harry, Ron & Hermione caught up.
“Hey-” said Hermione panting heavily as they reached Gryffindor common room.
“Godric Gryffindor” said Midnight to the portrait of the fat Lady & it sprang open. Both Harry and Ron looked anxious. Hermione however looked like she knew what had to be done. She pattered Midnight’s shoulder as she sat down and sighed.
“Hey now-“
“I’m sorry!” interrupted Midnight, as she buried her face in her knees. “I shouldn’t be-“
“It’s alright right.” said Hermione.
“I know how you feel, having 5 brothers and a sister, myself.” Ron added suddenly.
“Yeah, but this is different. Lavel gives me a living hell!”
There was a pause.
“Hey, what does ‘Royal Blood’ mean, anyway? Are you a-a princess, or-“
“No, no, no!” interrupted Midnight, looking up. “I’m sorry Harry, I forgot you didn’t know. Being a Royal Blood has nothing to do with being a prince or a princess. You see, as you might already know, there is no such thing in Wizarding world as being a king or a queen. We are all the same, except for our blood status: there is muggle bloods, half-bloods and pure bloods. However, there is such a thing as Royal Blood, which is very rare! There can’t be more than 7 Royal Bloods per century. They can be all around the world. As muggles or wizards. Being a Royal Blood just makes you special, giving you powers that no-one else has. Most Royal Bloods have an extra ordinary talent. And, as I’ve found out today, they have the best voice imaginable to human beings.”
“But then why is it called ‘Royal Blood’ if you are not royal?”
“Because Harry, since it’s such a rare occasion and since it allows you to do things others can’t it has been called a ‘Royal Blood ‘, it makes you chosen.”
“So, they are just born at random, and not genetically. Meaning, they are chosen by the destiny.”
“Exactly! Everyone dreams of being a Royal Blood. It’s something to be jealous of, something lots would give their most prised possessions for or even kill!”
“Wow!” gasped Harry. Midnight looked around then continued.
“Look, I must tell you that I never really did want to be a Royal Blood.”
“Why?” asked the other three, surprised.
“Because it’s not something I want to be! Lot’s people don’t care, but most Royal Bloods lose all their friends because of it.”
“Why?” repeated the other three confused. Midnight sighed.
“Because they get jealous! And I don’t want to lose you guys, which is why I hate being a Royal Blood! My friends are more important to me!” there was an awkward pause “Which is why I apologize in front of you.”
“Midnight, why would we abandon you?! It’s not like we’ll get jealous of you!” snapped Hermione, both Harry and Ron nodded.
“We’ll accept you just they way you are! Just like you accepted me even though I’m a mudblood!”
“Er-“began Harry who did not know what ‘Mudblood’ meant yet.
“-muggle blood!” said Hermione quickly, yet fiercely to Harry, and then continued.
“Look, you should know that other Royal Blood’s friendships didn’t last because they weren’t strong enough, they weren’t real!”
“Yes, it’s something Malfoy would give up his friendship for, that is if he has one.” said Ron smirking, who stopped next moment, because the common room just got filled in with exciting students.
“-never had a more interesting start of the year!” Midnight heard some guy say. She smiled.
Some other guy from Gryffindor walked by her (whom she didn’t know), and winked at her, which made her blush.
“That’s Mitchael Dorkson. By the way, he seems to have a thing for you.” Said Ron, which made her blush even more.
“Oh, enough with that! Listen, do you think Voldemort might be a Royal blood?” asked Harry all of a sudden.
“Can’t!” began Ron “He’s a half-blood, remember?”
“No, actually Ron-you can still be a half-blood even with being Royal Blood. Just because I’m one, doesn’t stop me from being a pure-blood. Royal Blood is like a bonus, like an extra flow in me. No-one’s ever been fully Royal Blood, it’s only a fraction!”
“So, how do I put this? You are a Royal Blood, but you are also a pure blood?” asked Ron more confused than ever.
“Ah, Ron! It’s like a ratio- 1:1! It’s impossible to be fully Royal, it has never happened before. You are just partly Royal, you can be a muggle and a Royal Blood at once, yet it isn’t going to stop you being a muggle, is it?”
“I don’t know...will it?”
“Guys! Can we just concentrate on what I asked?” snapped Harry.
“The answer is no, Harry! Ron is right! Even though he got the idea wrong, he got the point right. Voldemort-can’t-be-a-Royal-Blood!”
“How do you know, though?”
“Oh, I would have known if he was, trust me with that! Royal Bloods can sense each other’s presence.”
“Oh, phew!” sighed Harry with relief, before Ron could ask anything else.
“Hang on! Why do you care? You are not planning to fight him are you?” Ron looked anxious.
“No, of course not!” replied Harry. But he didn’t know, didn’t know the truth and that one day, only one will be left standing. If only he knew what was coming. But that is for him to figure out, until the day comes…
Ok. Another chapter has been made and it just gets sweeter and sweeter. You guys just wait till their 2nd year, when Midnight will follow Snape around. It’s so hilarious! Well, lets not spoil the story for you, I’ll just tell you that there is just 1 more story from their 1st year (Cuz I didn’t make any more yet), so we’ll be on to their 2nd year soon. Don’t forget that I only make most interesting and most important events in my fan fiction, but the rest just stays same. YAY!! So stay tunned!
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