What would happen if there was a slight change in the family tapestry of The Most Ancient and Noble House of Black?
Specifically, four years before the birth of a certain Sirius Orion Black III, a little baby girl was welcomed into the world.
She wa...
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-----------------------> LYRA TWISTED THE HEAD OF HOUSE BLACK RING on her right-hand ring finger. It felt so strange to be wearing this, especially when her grandfather and father were still alive. Especially when she knew that she was never going to be Lady Black.
But here she was, sitting in the Black seat at the Wizengamot while her grandfather was currently having a romantic getaway with her grandmother, and mentally counting down the seconds after which she would have to present her bill.
Surely enough, her time came.
Albus Dumbledore announced the bill number and name, smiled encouragingly at Lyra -although it was a bit stiff around the corners- and told her that she had the stage.
"Thank you, Chief Warlock," Lyra said, standing up in front of her seat and commanding the attention of the room with expert grace. "Precisely twenty-five years ago, a judgement was made by this very body that led to the removal of a subject that was previously taught at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and in short, with this bill, I hope to revive it." Lyra paused, taking in the expressions of her audience. "Now, I know a lot of you may be wondering why I haven't filed a complaint to the school board because the subject of a school certainly doesn't look like a concern for the mighty Wizengamot but," She paused again, this time for effect. "I'm here to tell you why this particular one is."
Lyra kept eye contact with a few members of the light faction, just so her point could be made loud and clear. "A school isn't just a place where we go to gain knowledge, learn the beauty of different magical fields or kiss the ones we fancy while expertly evading the prefects." A small pause for the snorts and barks of laughter to die down. "A school is a temple where we grow as the children of Lady Hecate. A school," She said, "is where the lines of right and wrong are blurred. A school is where we create our individuality, where we are shaped to become the very best versions of ourselves." She paused, a disappointed frown adorning her face. "And so, I am truly sad to say that at the moment, a school is also where we are stripped off of our culture, our heritage and traditions."
"Because twenty-five years ago," Lyra's voice rang over the sounds of protests against her statement, overlapping their opinions with hers, "the Wizengamot -this very esteemed body- chose to -for some absurd reason that I fail to understand- remove Wizard Studies classes as a compulsory elective from years one to five." She smiled. "And today, with this body, I hope to correct this injustice that had been done to all of us twenty-five years ago." She paused, looking to the Chief Warlock with an innocent smile. "And if I remember correctly, Chief Warlock Dumbledore, this subject was removed from the Hogwarts School curriculum fourteen days after you gained your position precisely."
Albus Dumbledore's smile stiffened completely at her silent accusation and he banged the gravel, calling the attention of the Wizengamot onto him.
"Heiress Black will be debating for the bill, of course, and as for against," His baby blue eyes wandered over his supporters, resting on Gladen Douglas for only a second before moving along when the half-blood lawyer firmly shook his head, the humiliation of his debate on the last year's bill against Lyra Black fresh in his mind. "Mr Johnson," Dumbledore called out to one of the only other half-bloods in the room, "will debate against. Please, both of you, come up to the podiums and good luck."
