Harry Potter And The Mudblood Prince - Chapter 1 Acidental Magic

At the Buckingham Palace there was two well dressed children that looked like 9 years old walking with each other, one with a medium lengthen black hair with a pure white bang, and the other had a short blond hair. At first size one wouldn’t believe that they were brothers, nevertheless twins since they were quite different in demeanor and appearance.

“Luke, why do you keep doing all of this?” The Blond boy said.

“Do what Max? The training and study?” Answered Luke without much thought, while Max frowned.

“Of course!! You know that there is no need for all of that, even our father told us that it wasn’t necessary, so why do you keep doing this? It’s not like it’s fun or anything and as I said there is no need!! We are of noble birth and money will never be a problem to us, so why do you cope with all this rubbish?!”

Luke sighed and looked at his brother for the first time since the beginning of the conversation.

“It’s not that I need it, but more that I can.” Luke said lightly, and before his brother could interrupt him he continued. “We are princes, while the times changed and we do not hold real power, we do have our titles and some responsibilities, but it’s not for that that I cope with it at all, I just like the sentiment of improving myself, while not required we have the chance to train and study like few have the chance, and while you choose to forsake it I on the on the other hand embrace it, and in fact I quite like it.”

Seeing the face of his brother and noticing a bit of anger Luke sighed again and decided to change the subject, but before he could do that Max exploded.

“Shut up Luke! I know you only do this to prove to everybody that you’re better than me! Not only you get better grades than me, everybody in the palace or even the country compares me to you like I am unwanted, they think I’m just a brat because of you and everything you done, our father likes you more than me even when it’s your fault that mother died!!” Max heard a PLOP sound and realized he was alone and what he had done, his mind in turmoil with shock and regret of what he had done, he could only pick the book on the floor and try to find his younger brother, and while he had no idea how he disappeared like that, he paid it no mind, he need to say he was sorry.

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“Luke my dear what happened? How are you here?”

It took little time to Luke realize that he was in his Grandmother room, Elizabeth Pendragon The Queen Dowager of Britain, or like he liked to call her, ‘Gran’.

“Gran!” Luke said with tears almost falling his eyes and hugging her tight. When she hugged him back was the time Luke couldn’t hold on his tears anymore and cried for the first time in years. He had great emotional strength but his brother exploding on him for being himself and put the blame of his mother death on him, something he already does himself was a bit too much for a nine year old.

Elizabeth was shocked, for more than one reason, the first was how could her grandson be in her room without the security or the staff telling her, the second was the fact that her grandson was crying, someone could ask what’s the problem with a 9yr kid crying? Well when that kid was the sole person in more than a few centuries that could cope with the “Pendragon way of raising children” you can see the problem in that. Her eyes turned soft and hugged him back asking what happened.

After a few moments Luke could calm down, and a bit red-faced he started to explain what happened, or more accurately what he could tell that happened.

” and after he told me that I was the cause of mother’s death… I blanked for a bit and I was here, I guess I wanted to see you after all that AAAHH!!! I left my book behind!”

Elizabeth couldn’t believe what her favorite grandson told her (not that she would say he was her favorite), the first part was how could Maximillian have the nerves to leash on Luke because of his shortcomings, and even insinuate that it was his fault she was dead, she died in labor, yes, but that wasn’t no one’s fault nonetheless Luke’s. The second was the fact Luke still couldn’t tell how he passed the staff and security to get into her room, she had her doubts, but still thought it was too farfetched to be true. She Looked down to see the already calming but a bit flushed boys face and hugged him again and started talking while caressing his hair.

“You know Luke, even at your age you’re someone I respect, not because you’re my grandson, but for being yourself, since younger you were clever yet hard working, ambitious yet chivalrous, have wisdom beyond your age and yet you’re brave, sometimes you’re cunning and resourceful but never forgetting that you’re also an honest person, all of this are part of you and are all qualities that you should be proud, so keep your head high and know you’re doing your best and you make me more than just proud of you.”

Luke keeps hugging her for a few moments more. “Thanks gran, you are the best, always know how to make me feel better, I just don’t know what to do about Max, I guess I stranded our relationship” the last part came almost like a whisper.

Elizabeth laughed and ruffled his hair a bit. “Well my dear, you’re all just kids, and maybe he’s a little jealous of you, after all you’re the first since King Arthurs that can keep with the training, and I guess it’s even more difficult now with all that’s new you also had to learn together, and of course, the results of it can easily be seen, in your demeanor, wits, abilities and of course fame.” she said.

“Fame?”Luke was a bit confused, he was just a kid and what fame he could have other than been a prince? Max wouldn’t be jealous of something he had too.

“Looks like I forgot to add a bit of denseness when talking about you” his grandmother chuckled. “Of course fame my dear, everybody knows how talented you are, there is already talk of marriage for you even though we don’t do that anymore.” She keeps caressing his hair a bit more and then said to him to go do his responsibilities witch Luke promptly went to do.

A few moments after her grandson left her room, her eyes turned serious and she called someone.

“I know, it’s farfetched, but what were the readings?” she asked not knowing if she was hoping for it to be true or false.

“Your majesty, its indeed true, all the readings point to it but it wasn’t intentional, should I do something?” said a white haired black suited man.

“Sigh James, how many times I have to tell you to stop calling me ‘your majesty’? And no, don’t do anything, at least not yet.” Said the Queen Dowager while thinking about the future of her grandson, and maybe the country.

“By your order, your majesty.” The black suit man said while smirking a little, and while leaving all that he heard was a ‘sigh’.