Good or bad, does it matter?

Approaching the Black's house, Severus almost immediately felt "someone's" searing gaze on himself, although there was no point in guessing who it belonged to, and as soon as he looked in the direction where this feeling came from, his gaze met the cold dark eyes.

'Hmm... apparently we'll never get along…' Severus thought with a grin, turning his gaze from the window to the door of a completely ordinary, four-story building, which slowly began to open and at that same second, the young woman quickly threw his hand off her waist, " There is no need to hide about us anymore, they already know about us."

"There are no us!" Bella looked at him menacingly and the next moment she screamed in surprise, her cheeks turned red and quickly, the lady covered her ass, which had been hit a second earlier, "YOU...!" but before she had time to finish, she noticed that a man had come out of the house and, looking angrily towards the grinning Snape, Bella put on her "brightest" smile and bowed slightly to him, "Good evening, uncle, as you asked, I brought him."

"Mr. Black," Severus nodded slightly and with slight interest began to study the man in front of him, who could hardly be forty, he had: black, long hair tied in a ponytail, a small beard that smoothly connected with a moustache and sideburns , and dark eyes, a kind of trait inherent in almost all Blacks, as well as a slight pallor. 

He was wearing black trousers, a slightly lighter shirt and a vest of the same colour.

"Mr. Prince, I'm glad that you decided to come see us," the man nodded in response, smiling slightly, also studying the young man standing in front of him, "Come in, I hope you will have dinner with us today?"

"I would consider it an honour."

"Okay, Bellatrix, show our guest off." 

"Yes," looking unkindly towards the Slytherin, she took a deep breath in order to calm down a little and continued, "Follow me."

 "Of course," as soon as the young woman entered the house, Severus followed her, and the last to enter was the head of the Black clan, thoughtfully following them with his gaze. 

"An interesting young man..." over his forty-nine years, communicating with different people and not the simplest ones. 

While stewing in the swamp called "secular society," he learned to easily understand them, only one glance was enough for him to realise whether he could do business with this person or not, whether he should be kept close to him or away, but to his surprise , behind this half-smile on the face of the "boy", who had not even graduated from school, he could not see anything, of course, this was not the first time this happened him, but usually such people were much older than him, "It's not surprising that in such a short time he was able to amass a fortune and become equal to the richest families in Britain..."

"Hmm!" from this grunt, the wizard shuddered and turned his gaze towards the stairs, from where his wife was looking at him and from her "cold" expression on her face he understood that she was almost furious, but this was not surprising, because he did not say anything to her about the fact that the Prince would be having dinner with them, but only warned that one guest would come to them, which made a wry smile appear on the man's face.

"You shouldn't have allowed her mother to live here..."

"What does that mean?"

"I wanted to see who could influence our niece so much," he answered calmly, meeting her gaze. 

"Do you really want to marry our niece to this impudent half-breed?! Have the Galleons in his account blinded your mind?! Do you want to desecrate our pure blood?!" At the end, the lady's voice turned to a scream, causing the man's face to grimace.

"Calm down…"

"Do you understand what you are doing?!"

"Enough, I said!" he shouted gloomily,taking a few steps forward and standing in front of the woman, "It's you who are already going crazy with the "purity of blood," yes, the motto of our family is "purity of blood forever," but it's because of it that I won't be surprised that in the end we'll end up like the same Glooms or Dollas, who at the end of their lives were born a freak because the head of the clan married his own sister, or maybe you forgot the second motto of our clan: "everything for the sake of the clan"

"It's your damn trip to other countries... it's because of them that you've changed so much! If you accept this, you will only disgrace our family!"

"He's not a mudblood, but a half-blood, what don't you like? You and I talked about this topic a year ago, especially after your upbringing forced Andromeda to run away with a Muggle, and you weren't against half-breeds, what has changed? And even nothing is known yet what will happen next between them. What are you unhappy with or is it your personal hatred?" after these words, the lady's face twisted and she remembered the day when she was disgraced by that "boy" right in front of the whole family, which the lady's pride simply could not forget, the man also drew attention to this change, which caused a frown on his face deepened, "So, personal hatred... what happened?" but from her look, he realised that she was not going to answer anything, from which a tired sigh escaped his lips.

"I see, I will talk to you about this after dinner and you will tell me everything…"

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Severus himself, along with Bella, were "eavesdropping" if one could say so about the screams echoing throughout the house. 

"We're already married," he grinned and looked at the indifferent witch, glaring at him with a dissatisfied look.

"What happened between you and my aunt?" ignoring the words of "Severus", she asked, because she still had to try so hard to turn Walburga, who was often called the "iron lady" in the aristocratic circle. 

"Nothing special, I just "asked" not to meddle in your life and let you decide for yourself what to do with it," he answered calmly, washing his hands under warm water and looking at the gloomy Bellatrix standing in the aisle, "Well, there's a little of your house elf getting hurt but in my defence I will say that he attacked me first."

 "I see... but it wasn't worth it," and the young woman did not comment further on this, but simply left the room, "I'll wait for you outside." 

"Okay, I'll wash my face and come out," looking at her back with a mocking glance, he looked in the mirror, "How difficult it is with these women, it's like I didn't do anything, but such a reaction," even though on the outside, she took this news completely calmly, but inside her there was a fountain of emotions, from positive to negative, Severus had to suppress the seal in her body so as not to feel all this. 

A minute later, he left the room and followed Bella, who quickly "returned to normal." 

There was no one on the stairs anymore, since almost the entire family, with the exception of Regulus, had gathered in the dining room, where at the long table, in addition to Walburga and Orion, Narcissa was also sitting, looking with slight interest at the couple who entered, after all it's not every day you see your parents quarrel over a half-breed, and she was a little interested in Severus, especially after that evening.

 "Have a seat," with a welcoming smile, Orion waved his hand and the house-elf, who was invisible, pushed back two chairs facing each other and stared angrily at the "Prince," who dared to insult his mistress.

"Thank you," nodding softly, they both sat down at the table and a moment later, a huge variety of dishes appeared on it... And for the next hour, they talked about completely detached topics: weather, literature, school, and Severus was not very surprised that Orion was familiar with "his" mother, only he was studying a higher course, but the man spoke only positively about her, although he was surprised that she married a Muggle, since at the time of his graduation she was dating a purebred wizard.

In addition, they discussed other countries that Snape was going to go to after school, when Severus talked about what he planned to do after graduating from Hogwarts and the head of the family even recommended a couple of interesting places.

Both the males, to the displeasure of Walburga and the surprise of the two sisters, quickly found a common language and talked calmly, but this was not surprising, because they were the same age, if you add up the forty-seven years that Snape lived in his previous life and almost two years in this one, and the fact that he read something every day and was comprehensively developed, and if he had to, he could even find a common language with Dumbledore. 

When dinner finally ended, Orion asked him to stay to talk, and the female part of the family quickly left the room, although Walburga also wanted to stay, but under the frowning gaze of her husband, stomping displeasedly, she left, leaving the two men alone.