"After all, to the well-organised mind, death is but the next great adventure." —Albus Dumbledore

[Warning: Vaguely talks of rape, and unheard things]

CORONA POV:

Being the Master or Mistress of Death wasn't as fun as it sounds. In fact she wasn't really the master of Death. That man absolutely hates being told what to do. Instead I act like his guardian although he is much much older than me. I told him it was his fault for giving the three wizards trinkets of Death. Honestly, that man.

Ever since I died during the second war I was buried in honor and hailed as a savior. Not that I cared much, since I was finally free.

Being the Mistress of Death did have it's perks like being able to interact and talked to the spirits of the dead. Using this to my advantage I was able to meet my parents, but not Sirius, because he was a lost soul yet to be found. Angered I summoned Bellatrix only to meet a timid and beautiful young woman. Greatly confused I just stared at her in shock. Noticing me she told me that the Bellatrix that I met when I was alive was a broken and brainwashed woman, who was tortured, and mentally abused by her own father. And that she was stripped of her own free will and mind was she was forced to marry Rudolphous Lestrange a cruel and unforgiving man who took pleasure with humiliating her in various disgusting ways.

Mortified by what I just heard, I couldn't believe that this woman who caused me so much pain wasn't the same insane woman at all. Instead an innocent victim just like her.

Dismissing her, I summoned Regulus Black an unfortunate hero who met his end far too young. Speaking to the younger brother of Sirius Black, I found out the two had similar yet different taste in many things. Which probably had to do with Sirius being introduced to the muggle world while Regulus had not. I also learned much about his family, how his father tried to be there for them but was always busy with work leaving with their harpy banshee screaming mother, who did care for them but had a funny way of showing it that only Regulus saw. Regulus explained to me that it was probably because his mother was almost a bastard that was covered up by the rest of her family because her father was only 12 years old when his 17 year old betrothed seduced him into bed.

After finding out about many more things about the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black, I couldn't help but to feel bad for them. Most of the children were treated horribly to the point they were driven insane or killed and died in some awful way.

Maybe they just needed someone to push the right direction. And maybe I could be that person I thought to myself as I walked into my office to make a plan.

Several days later I made the perfect plan, now all I just needed to do was get Death and Life to approve, and find a host body. Sounds easy right? Unfortunately for me it was not.

Life was a stubborn ass unlike her twin brother Death who was more than happy to take a new soul and put mine in my host body, just so he wouldn't have to hear me constantly nagging all the time. Honestly that man.

However after explaining to Life about my plan, Life reluctantly agreed after I told her that more people would live this time around. With both set of approvals, now I just had to chose someone to take over their life and body. After a bit of pondering a certain name popped in my head. 'Oh yes, the perfect person for my ambitious plan. Walburga Black say goodbye to your life', I thought as I started to become in my spirit/ soul form.

[#12 Grimmuland Place/ June 25, 1961]

Walburga Black had just given birth to her second son Regulus Arcturus Black. Covered in sweat she suddenly felt her body lose control before blacking out. Around her the midwife and the med-witches immediately shooed out Orion Black who was holding his newborn son.

On his way out of the door he heard one of the medi-witches yelling out that she(Walburga) was losing blood fast. Slightly concerned for his wife he glanced back only to see his wife unconscious while bleeding out and the medi-witches working frantically on her. Turning away he walked out of the room and sat on the living room couch and stared at his newborn son, he was beautiful the man thought.

He was broken out his trance when a bloodied and messy haired midwife informed him that his wife's heart had stopped but miraculously five minutes later her heart started up again and her bleeding stopped. Thanking the woman, he told her that the money will be transferred into her vault.

After they cleaned up and left, Orion went to check on his oldest child to only find him missing. A bit worried, he started to search around but still couldn't find him. Suddenly he heard giggling from the master bedroom where his wife was resting. Opening the door he was greeted by the most beautiful and carefree smile his wife have ever gave him. It was simply breathtaking.

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A/N: How will things play out now that Corona has taken over Walburga's body?