Mordred The Dark Lord-Continued

I was mostly avoided by the other children, but because the other boat's were full I had to share mine with a dark-skinned boy, who seemed wary of me, but nonetheless gave me a curt nod and introduced himself. "Pleased to meet you. I'm Blaise Zabini, Heir to the Noble House of Zabini."

I only glanced shortly at him and responded with "Mordred Black, Heir Black." before I returned to cursing Merlin in my head for having the guts to let the seat of power of House Pendragon become a school for little children after my father left him all his possessions and holdings rather than me, his only son.

It had been an open secret that Merlin and Arthur became lovers after his wife died after all.

'He didn't even try to conceive an Heir or considered legitimating me.' My face darkened as I remembered one of the reasons for my rebellion and following death.

My anger flared up once again when I felt the sentient magic of the castle wards. Once powerful and comforting, now it was a cold wind that in righteous anger tried to hold out a scion of the family, that owned it and gave it away into uncaring hands. I let some of my magic out into the air despite the feeling of pain piercing through my frail body and tried to soothe it with apologies and promising that I mean no harm. It was distrusting and only allowed me in when I was covered in sweat from the exhaustion, pale as a corpse.

"Is everything okay?" I looked up at Zabini as he looked worried at me. I nodded. "Yeah. I'm just excited." He raises an eyebrow at that but doesn't call me out at my obvious lie.

"Understandable. If you don't mind my question how come I and I think nobody else ever heard of a new Heir to House Black?" "I lived in a muggle orphanage before I got my Hogwarts letter. Great-grandfather Arcturus made me his Heir after that." He frowned. "I thought that it is illegal for a Pureblood to be in the custody of mug-." "I'm a Halfblood bastard. I hope that doesn't make you forget which family I'm Heir of." That silenced the boy.

Theoretically, I had to be Pureblood - or a Half-Breed as anyone with creature blood was called nowadays - because this body's father was a human wizard and this body's magic was almost the same as mine when I was at this age, so I had most likely inherited my creature blood from my mother's side, but I preferred other not to know.