The Book of Shadows: A Slytherin's Story
By: PurpleSailorSaturn7
Copyright: I own Chelsea and her family. All original charicters
belong to the lovely JoAnn
Kathrine (SP) Rowling.
Author's Note: Okay, I am now taking a break from my other story,
The Fifth Maurader. Anyway, this is a story told by Draco's
girlfriend, none other than Meilin's little sister, Chelsea (Okay,
I have a fond liking for the name Chelsea. I name everything
Chelsea. Anyway, If you've read my other story, Chelsea hasen't
appeared yet. In fact, where I am, she's not even born.) Now, on
with my story.
Chapter 1
Cursed the day I was born. Curse it! I'm okay... No, really.
But why must I walk with this burden on my shoulders? You see,
maybe I can tell you my troubles. I was born into one of the
richest wizarding families in the world. 2nd richest, actually.
My parents are huge Voldemort supporters. Whenever one of us kids
turns eight, we are taken to become a death eater at one of the
ruddy conventions. But that's not my problem. No, not at all. My
problem is that I have recently turned 11, and my parents are
sending me to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In
Britain. And they said if I don't make it into the Slytherin
household, I would disgrace the family and be disowned. And who
wants that? I sure don't.
Let me introduce myself. I am Chelsea Serene. I am 11 with long
brown hair and green eyes. I hate my life. I live in Japan. I
have 17 brothers and sisters, and yes, some of them are disowned.
I am the sixteenth child, and I don't seem to matter much to my
parents. All they ever do is threaten me, anyway. But that's not
why I don't want to be disowned. You see, I have a baby sister.
Well, she's not exactly a baby, but I call her that anyway. She's
four years younger than me, and surprisingly, I adore her. Who
would she have to look up to if I was disowned? Who would care
for her when mother is drunk and father is away, putting his life
on the line for Voldemort? No one. None of my other brothers and
sisters would. That's for sure. I don't want to think of what
would happen to my baby sister if I were gone.
But then, even if I am disowned, I will have to go to Hogwarts
anyway. My sister, Meilin, who was one of the disowned few, works
there as a teacher's assistant. She does errands, substitutes for
the other teachers, that kind of stuff. I don't see how she does
it. She has a few secrets, one of which I share with her. But I
won't say that right now.
My sister, when she was in Hogwarts, fell in love with some man.
After they got out, she moved back to Japan for three years to
help one of my brothers with his job. After three years, she
moved back and supposedly, they met up again. A year later they
got married. Two years later, He was arrested for killing
thirteen or fourteen people, I'm not sure. But I know he's still
in Azkaban. I wouldn't be surprised if he went mad. Come to think
of it, I don't know his name. Something Black... Oh, who cares? I
don't.
Tommorrow I will go and get my school supplies. Of course, My
mother isn't taking me. No, she couldn't take time out of her
busy life to take her daughter to get items for school. I have to
go with my evil older sister Kaori. I don't like her, and she
sure as he--, excuse my language, doesn't like me. Here I go
again... I really should get out more. Okay, here's a fact about
me. I don't like people. I don't like anything. But I wish I was
in Azkaban. I like dementors. Too bad I couldn't have one to suck
out people's souls at my wishes. Heck, after a while I would
probably tell it to suck out my soul. I wouldn't mind it at all.
I'm already soulless.
I'm tired of writing. I don't like to write. I like to read,
however. I especially like to read grusome accounts of things
with lots of bloody details... sorry, I'm letting my mind drift
off again. Anyway, I am not a happy person. I defenatly won't
become a Hufflepuff. They're too happy.
Goodnight.
Chelsea put down her diary and quill and flipped of the lamp
switch. She drifted into a dreamless sleep.
A/N: How do you like it? I have to get at
least two reveiws before I continue to Chapter 2. So reveiw,
reveiw, reveiw!