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Ethan mentioned with pride. "Yandel being four years older, he was sent there first, and after the first year, he came back with a round glass which was given to him by the school and he sudden developed this british accent out of nowhere which seemed to please our parents so much they sent us there too," Ethan added. "Hence why me and Nathan called him Harry, as in Harry Potter, the cursed child, the second part of who shall not be named, the successor of the elder wand, the—" Emily was saying before she got interrupted by Yandel who seemed to have had enough of story time.

And even more, he was the father to their son. Harry's eyes lit up in pleasant surprise. "Sure, I'll think of a name." "Felix gave him a nickname—'Luke'." As Shirley said that, her smile became gentler. "Felix said he hoped that, like his own name, Luke would shine so brightly that no one would get the better of him." Harry was pleased upon noting the harmonious relationship Felix had with their son. With a faint smile, he started thinking of a name. After a long while, he asked, "Lucas Chase. What do you think?"

It was pretty loud so I paused my music and looked up at him. "Your dad really killed his own flesh and blood," he asked me. I said yes then explained that he did because he'd been late to his birthday party. Everett's eyes were full of horror. "Maybe he really wasn't his son, although they looked the same, you know like Draco Malfoy's dad in Harry Potter," I mumbled with a grin. Everett looked off in thought and chuckled. "Your father looks identical to the character that played Draco's father in the movie, same long blonde hair and pissy disposition," he laughed heartily and I shrugged with a smile.

His voice was gentle but the words he chose to spill were rough and painful. "I'm sorry for that. I didn't know you guys would be so worried." I said truthfully. Harry was the only one I met for the first time in my life and he was, apparently, younger than me..Younger than all of us. He was Merlin Shaw's step son who joined the hunter's team after forcefully making her stel father see his ability. It took Merlin a lot of mental strength to let Harry be in the team. He adored his step son a lot and to him Harry was one in millions, he could not just let his son be in any form of danger.

I'd told him a few things about what Sity had done to Victoria but I didn't mention that she was not his daughter. Telling him that wouldn't change anything. It might creat a distance between them and that, I could not allowed. Sir Hunder was close by and he ushered Mirra and Little Viper over to my father. Father threw his head back and howled out a laugh when they introduced the little boy to him. He looked at the two gratefully for naming their son after him. Mirra didn't want to name her son Viper. She said it would be a disrespect to the former King as she was merely a handmaid. Knowing father wary towards handmaid's, she had thought he would take offense. But Sir Hunder refused to name

"We Fey, hate that." "You shouldn't have told me that." I grinned. "Bad move, Harry Potter." "I don't understand that reference." He frowned. "The scar." I waved a hand at his face. "Did someone try to cast a killing curse on you but it didn't work because your mother loved you soooo much?" "That's rather—" Tiernan blinked and looked away. "Do not call me that again." "Fine." I gave a great sigh, "Legolas it is. It's more fun to say than Harry Potter anyway."