The next morning—
The wizarding world exploded.
BREAKING NEWS
"HEIR OF PEVERELL RETURNS!"
"A CHILD RELATED TO THE BOY WHO LIVED?"
"LUCIEN AURELIUS PEVERELL LIONHARDT IDENTIFIED!"
Moving portraits shouted from enchanted newspapers.
Wireless radios repeated the same name.
Lucien Aurelius Peverell Lionhardt.
The world didn't know how he was related to Harry Potter.
Only that he was.
And that alone was enough.
Panic and Awe
Ancient families stiffened.
Some paled in fear.
Others whispered old legends.
"The Peverells…"
"Death's bloodline…"
"Two Wizengamot seats…"
"And he's only ten?!"
Families who once schemed now hesitated.
Because this heir wasn't just noble.
He was untouchable.
Those Who Already Knew
The Weasley Household
Arthur adjusted his glasses, reading the paper three times.
"Molly… that's him."
Molly Weasley wiped her eyes, smiling warmly.
"Oh, Arthur… he looks so much like Lily."
They both stared at Lucien's picture.
Small.
Elegant.
Amethyst eyes shining softly.
"He's alive," Molly whispered.
"And happy."
That was all that mattered to her.
The Bones Family
Amelia Bones closed the paper slowly.
"So the child survived."
Susan Bones leaned closer, cheeks red.
"He's… really handsome."
Amelia cleared her throat.
"…Yes. Focus, Susan."
Both continued staring anyway.
The Greengrass Family
Daphne Greengrass held the newspaper tightly.
"…He's cute."
Astoria Greengrass nodded seriously.
"I want to marry him."
Daphne: "You're nine."
Astoria: "And determined."
Their parents exchanged nervous glances.
The Vole Family
Cassandra Vole said nothing.
She simply stared.
Watched.
And committed Lucien's face to memory.
Hogwarts Faculty Reactions
Professor McGonagall
The newspaper slipped from her hands.
"…Lily."
Her voice broke as she touched the image.
Same posture.
Same quiet dignity.
Professor Sprout hugged her from behind.
"They both look like her."
Tears fell freely.
Severus Snape
Snape stared at the paper long after others left.
Lucien.
The boy he watched from afar.
The child thrown into an orphanage.
Now—
Lord Peverell.
A rare, genuine smile crossed Snape's face.
"…You survived."
And for the first time in years—
He looked forward to Hogwarts.
Albus Dumbledore
Dumbledore folded the paper calmly.
"The Peverell bloodline through Potter…"
So his guess was correct.
He sighed softly, blue eyes thoughtful.
"Perhaps… I made too many assumptions."
Still—
He smiled.
"At least the child is safe."
Unexpected Blushes
Across the wizarding world, reactions weren't all political.
In fact—
Some were… distracting.
Narcissa Black (recently divorced) stared silently, cheeks pink Nymphadora Tonks blinked twice, then blushed hard Amelia Bones coughed into her hand Susan Bones squeaked Daphne & Astoria Greengrass whispered excitedly Cassandra Vole smirked faintly
Too many noticed the same thing.
He wasn't just powerful.
He was unfairly handsome.
And Somewhere Beyond
In a place where time meant nothing—
A woman watched.
Pale.
Elegant.
Smiling.
"So… the heir awakens."
Her silver eyes gleamed with anticipation.
"Master."
"And… future lover."
Death stepped forward from the shadows.
"The time is almost right."
The wizarding world had noticed Lucien Aurelius Peverell Lionhardt.
But they had no idea—
He noticed them too.