Chapter 887 - Martial Alliance Ⅱ (1/2)

Alliance Ⅱ

With a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach, Fleamont continues to read them the names one by one until he finds the name, ”Euphemia Potter.” A stifled heart-wrenching cry escaped from his lips before the pain overwhelmed like a fog. He felt that he couldn't breathe nor much less live without his Euphemia. They had been together since Hogwarts as far as he could remember. Just what was he supposed to do without his Euphie?!

It is said that everything comes with time and it did as Fleamont is pulled out of his frozen stupor by an impossible soft whispered reminder in his ear, ”James.” Yes, what of their son, James? A wave of clarity rushes through him and causes him to wildly blink. He somberly studies his surroundings only to find himself once more at Mould-on-the-Would. In a rather detached fashion, he notes that Mould-on-the-Would is over halfway repaired and by morning would be mostly repaired

Letting out a painful groan, Fleamont stiffly rises to his feet causing his knobby knees to loudly protest from age and the bitter cold. A depressing lonely feeling washes over him. He had no kin to speak for his mother was the last of the Fleamont pureblood line. His last remaining and closest kin were his cousins, Charlus Potter, and his son, Charlus Ⅱ, who died years ago, both died shortly after the other.

A cold feeling of certainty fills his ċhėst as Fleamont realizes that he is all but alone, but worse only his son and he remains of the Potter lineage except for very distant cousins across the ocean residing in the America's. Should anything happen to Fleamont, then his son would become an orphan. And that was a very distinct possibility considering the age of Fleamont.

At that moment Fleamont remembered a long-forgotten detail from the past. A detail that his father, Henry Potter had once told him in passing while still serving on the Wizengamot. It had been prior to his father, Henry departing from the Wizengamot in 1921 for condemning the Minister of Magic Archer Evermonde's refusal to permit the wizarding community to offer aid to muggles during the first great war, (World War Ⅰ). (And also, the reason that Henry's outspoken pro-Muggle views excluded the Potter family from being counted among the Sacred Twenty-Eight families.)

At that time, Fleamont had still been at Hogwarts and had not yet begun to court his wife-. He still recalled his father solemnly sitting him down to discuss a past owed debt. His father still had hope in his eyes at that time, before the future stole his father's hopes to change the world for the better.

”Fleamont, I wish to discuss a few things with you,” Henry carefully said.

Curious and with a hint of mischief in his bright, warm eyes, Fleamont smiled at his father. ”Whatever do you mean, da?”

”With your becoming a young man, I wish to clarify a certain subject before you should elect to wed,” Henry carefully phrased causing Fleamont to shrug. ”What I mean to say, son, is do you know what an owed marriage is?”

”Isn't it some sort of a broken marriage contract or owed betrothal?”

”That's right, son. However, in our case it is a bit trickier, you see, our many great-grandmothers Iolanthe Peverell married our many great-grandfathers Hardwin Potter. However, Iolanthe was the last of the Peverell line and the Peverell line carried an outstanding debt which is still owed even to this day by her descendants.”

”What?” Fleamont squawked in shock. ”Exactly to who, Da?”

”The Prince's,” Henry solemnly answered. ”You must remember that the debt is still even owed to this day and the debt may be called upon at any time to be fulfilled.”

”Why are you warning me, Da?” Fleamont grumbled. ”I mean it's not like I am going to marry one of them!”