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6/16/2025, 1:02:24 AM
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“Mister Blackthorn? I think the pain from your wounds might be affecting you some. Here, take a Painkilling Potion. And? Shut the fuck up about my sister. Just shut the fuck up. She helped save me. Let me learn to be social, a bit; to trust again. Has slept next to me and never did a thing I didn't want. If it wasn’t for her and Em, I would never be able to use the communal showers, never have bought cute outfits, and have some self-confidence again. They have their urges, their destiny, can be violent and scary but they wouldn’t hurt anyone if they didn’t deserve it and never like how you said. So? Shut the fuck up.”, Macy interjected with uncommon steel and anger in her voice.
“MayMay… thanks. I love you littler little sis.”, and? You were so, so proud of her even if the idea she was emulating Emmy and yourself to be “normal” or make you like her more was kind of worrying.
While Travis sulked and sat in an old school chair with his tiny vial of clear potion, you and Emmy hugged Macy a bit before you cleared your throat to continue before Emmy started for you.
“Blackthorn, alongside being kind of a jerk, did hit on something. Something Jenn and I are not proud of. So, we are very pure blooded 400 years and change on mommy’s side but we lost some of the family tree past that then when our ancestors fled the Terror with only the shirts on their back and wands. On dad’s… we can go back over 1000 years aside from some gaps here and there. But? Not a single marriage to a muggle or Squib. No Squib kids. More than enough to make the Sacred 28 the Sacred 29 if we cared and believed in blood purity nonsense. And?”, Emmy said and stopped, so you took over.
“We didn't know untill really recently when some… research and a gut feeling lead us to it; something that will be very relevant in a minute; who we are related to. Direct decedents of. The same man Isolt was; Salazar Slytherin, from our daddy’s side. And daddy, Em, and I? I think we might be his last truly pureblooded descendants.”, you said quietly with your little twin holding your hand.
“What!”
“Holy… magic Royality. My Ladies.”, and Vu gave a slight bow.
“You are fucking kidding me. That is-“, Travis stammered out with a tiny slur from the potion before you interrupted him.
“That is why we could see those symbols. That and me crashing into an initial layer of protections used to hide some of this stuff on Monday when I over extended my magic in an odd way. Yes. It is true. I know it. It is part of why we are so strong, why my sister and dad can speak snake. Part of why we like hurting people, have some of our urges, I think. Yep. 20-times great-grand kids of an evil magic racist dick face.”
“Mister Blackthorn? I think the pain from your wounds might be affecting you some. Here, take a Painkilling Potion. And? Shut the fuck up about my sister. Just shut the fuck up. She helped save me. Let me learn to be social, a bit; to trust again. Has slept next to me and never did a thing I didn't want. If it wasn’t for her and Em, I would never be able to use the communal showers, never have bought cute outfits, and have some self-confidence again. They have their urges, their destiny, can be violent and scary but they wouldn’t hurt anyone if they didn’t deserve it and never like how you said. So? Shut the fuck up.”, Macy interjected with uncommon steel and anger in her voice.
“MayMay… thanks. I love you littler little sis.”, and? You were so, so proud of her even if the idea she was emulating Emmy and yourself to be “normal” or make you like her more was kind of worrying.
While Travis sulked and sat in an old school chair with his tiny vial of clear potion, you and Emmy hugged Macy a bit before you cleared your throat to continue before Emmy started for you.
“Blackthorn, alongside being kind of a jerk, did hit on something. Something Jenn and I are not proud of. So, we are very pure blooded 400 years and change on mommy’s side but we lost some of the family tree past that then when our ancestors fled the Terror with only the shirts on their back and wands. On dad’s… we can go back over 1000 years aside from some gaps here and there. But? Not a single marriage to a muggle or Squib. No Squib kids. More than enough to make the Sacred 28 the Sacred 29 if we cared and believed in blood purity nonsense. And?”, Emmy said and stopped, so you took over.
“We didn't know untill really recently when some… research and a gut feeling lead us to it; something that will be very relevant in a minute; who we are related to. Direct decedents of. The same man Isolt was; Salazar Slytherin, from our daddy’s side. And daddy, Em, and I? I think we might be his last truly pureblooded descendants.”, you said quietly with your little twin holding your hand.
“What!”
“Holy… magic Royality. My Ladies.”, and Vu gave a slight bow.
“You are fucking kidding me. That is-“, Travis stammered out with a tiny slur from the potion before you interrupted him.
“That is why we could see those symbols. That and me crashing into an initial layer of protections used to hide some of this stuff on Monday when I over extended my magic in an odd way. Yes. It is true. I know it. It is part of why we are so strong, why my sister and dad can speak snake. Part of why we like hurting people, have some of our urges, I think. Yep. 20-times great-grand kids of an evil magic racist dick face.”
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