A Seer's Intuition Solo

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Ever since they were young, Valour had a sharp intuition. They always seemed to duck out of sight just in time and knew exactly when to make an entrance. Their parents had always simply considered them free-spirited and independent, growing to trust them to stay out of trouble with their sharp perception and seeming sixth-sense about these things. When Ambrose invited over unpleasant guests, Valour would conveniently disappear into the gardens. When Kaavya insisted they spent their evening brushing up on their scales, Valour had already fetched their violin. Their talent wasn't just limited to coming and going. This skill of theirs lent itself well to Quidditch. They were the bane of other children's existences, rapidly dodging and striking Bludgers despite their unpredictable movements. They always seemed to be in the right place at the right time.

Many just figured they have that same air of wisdom as their mother. Kaavya had her quirks too, in her own way. She had always been superstitious, devoting a lot of her life to the study of the stars and trying to decipher their meaning. Yet, some days, her forecasting seemed less scientific and more like an indescribable urge. Kaavya made a point to always listen to that instinct, despite not quite understanding it. She took after her own mother and grandmother in that sense. Sometimes it meant unexpectedly pulling Valour out of lessons one day, avoiding certain steps on the stairs or demanding that Ambrose avoided certain colleagues. Valour's father was always an open-natured man, and trusted his wife's tendencies; after all, they had never steered them wrong.

It was their grandmother who first noticed the peculiar luck Valour seemed to possess. Vada Argentum had a part-time interest in Non-Humans despite her academic background in Astrology. One day, when Valour was in her care, she decided to pour over their family records, scanning family trees and old birth certificates. She was lucky; being one of the oldest wizarding families, they prided their excellent preservation of ancestral artifacts. It was there that she spotted an intriguing portrait. A young woman with glossy, white eyes, similar to the striking grey of Valour's. Their paternal great-great-great-great aunt, Allene Meridian. With some more digging, she uncovered more about the Meridian branch of the family, who had produced a few very successful Seers. Scanning further back, she found journals with mentions of a few more cousins with peculiar talents. One, Cassian Solvayne - she noted that one down in her diary. Another, Altair Argentum. Mentions of an Ariadne Cinnabarre.

Soon, dusk had fallen over the estate, with Vada sat at a desk entirely covered in stacks of decaying documents. All the while, nine-year-old Valour had curled up on a plush velvet armchair, fast asleep. It was only a theory of Vada's, after all, she knew nothing of Kaavya's estranged muggle family, and Valour was only young. Perhaps they were just observant and awfully lucky. Nonetheless, Vada tucked the photo in her pocket, shooting Valour a wise smile. She thought it best to just keep this between them for now.