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The place was breathtaking—marble floors shone under the glow of chandeliers, velvet drapes framed floor-to-ceiling windows, and an expensive scent of aged wood and leather filled the air. She turned to Harry, eyes wide. “You call this abandoned?” Harry shrugged, running a hand through his hair as he shut the door behind them. “No one lives here.” Ivy scoffed, stepping further inside, her fingers brushing against the polished railing of a grand staircase. “Right. Because all abandoned houses come with fresh flowers and a fully stocked bar.” Harry smirked, watching her take it all in. “Let’s just say… my father never liked the idea of true abandonment. He keeps things in order, just in case.”

Stepping up the steps, stepping over the threshold and entering the yard, Charles looked around and let out a sigh. Just looking at this house, you can also see that the Perkin family was also a big family home and has a lot of background. This kind of building is more like an ancestor upload. Now there are few houses that can preserve such a good building with a large area. . "Wow, my big goose swing is still there." Entering the yard, Cassandra let go of her father's hand and ran towards the swing under the tree. Harry looked at his daughter and thought to himself, the last time he came to White City, Stacy took them out under the pretext that he should have come here, where she knew all t

“Since, you are going to be part of the family. I think it’s only right you met the ancestors too. It was hard believing I was going to be part of this family. I bowed dramatically at each of the pictures while introducing myself. After he dragged me to his room, “I don’t want you getting distracted by something else before we got to my room again.” I laughed loud, “Maybe because it is your ancestral home, everything looks fascinating as if I was in a museum.” He nodded, “The house tends to have that effect on people. It may be the fact that my parents kept lots of ancient things. Some of the things in here are way older than me. Some are older than my parents. Can you imagine that?”

I trailed the dark waves to a door with an engraved star in the middle and made it fly open, slamming against the wall inside as I entered. My eyes took in a dark strange-looking shrine inside, decorated with candles on every corner. On my immediate left was a long five-foot open cabinet full of charms and potions; and at the furthest wall of the room stood an altar, the centre of the room’s power where she placed candles, bones, pictures, and—there! My eyes slightly widened in discovery. There it was; My Xavier’s family tree dedicated on a single line. His father’s line. It seemed I was right and I was exactly where I wanted to be. The place reeked of dark sorcery, I could even scent the nu

I have to look tough in front of them just to prove that I can take care of myself without them. Dad told me that I have to arrive there before the service starts because the service won't start if one member of the family is not around, seriously there will be over a hundred of us in Pemberley, how could they even recognize if someone is not around. Oh I forgot to tell you that one of our tradition is if one of the family member died, the funeral is always in Pemberley where our ancestors live in, lots of paintings, portraits of our ancestors and many creepy stuffs was displayed almost every wall, the one who is current Head Master there now is my Great Aunt Sophia, Grandpa Eddie's Aunt, hi

He would be so pleased to see her that he would fling his bag down and gather her into his arms. Once again she resolved to put her lover out of her thoughts for the next three days. But he remained firmly in mind until she turned into the drive of her childhoods home. Here she had lived once her parents died and this was the home she loved. The house had once been a fine example of a genuine manor house. Part of it was actually jacobean but Uncle Charles had rebuilt one wing and the result was not exactly prepossessing. And Penny's old Aunt Ann, who was twenty years older than Penny's mother, had a taste which had not improved the interior of the old house. But Penny loved it and loved the

This house, now the doll hospital, was the family home of the one banished witch family. Kelly had found this mentioned within the coven’s history. Hailey’s ancestor placed the curse, and the coven banished then because she would not remove the curse after she placed it. Oddly this conflicted with another section that claimed she placed the curse because she’d been kicked out of the coven. That would probably never be explained or corrected.

Faith asked. Asher shook his head, tearing at his chicken. "I need a break. Feels like I'm going crazy there.” My siblings and I giggled. "My cousin returned on Friday. I doubt we can stand each other.” Harry's son, I guess. I think his grandma hinted something about Harry's son at a boarding school in London. Aren't they supposed to be friends? “What? You guys hate each other's guts?” I was curious. Faith snorted. “So how long do you intend to stay before you return?”

Calistha got out of Malfoy's jeep while smoothing the strands of her hair that were blowing in the wind to cover her eyes. They finally arrived at Ilderton after circling for quite a while looking for clues to Luciana's whereabouts. At first glance Calistha felt strange with Malfoy. The man said that he was just an ordinary young man who had never had anything to do with her father. But when she met Malfoy this morning, all her trust in him fell. She couldn't believe that Malfoy was just an ordinary boy because he seemed to be hiding something from her. And again, how did Malfoy find the whereabouts of Aiden's house? Even though she believes that the existence of Aiden's house is very diffic

“Forget the powder for tonight. Father is waiting for us.” Mia frowned. “Now?” “Yes.” Jeddy straightened his clothes. “We’re paying respects to Mother.” Mia’s anger slowly faded. She had tried to keep a smile all day despite her mind dragging her back to what today was for. She nodded. “Fine.” Jeddy opened the door. “Come on.” ~~~~~~~~~~ The ancestral room was quieter than the rest of the mansion. The lights were dim, and the faint scent of incense filled the air. At the far end of the room stood the Ravenclaw family altar, carefully maintained over the years.