Hey guys, this is my first fanfic so I hope you enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: A little girl is hidden in a cupboard after her mother has been killed by death eaters. After that her mad uncle who is a pure blood fanatist comes to take her away.
Chapter 1: Prologue
Whamm! The door was blasted open with immense force, and Emma saw a dozen men in black robes and masks stream in to the house: death eaters. Her mother had warned her that they mightcome after them seeing as in their eyes they had disgraced one of the most prominent pure blood lines.
"Quick honey hide in this cupboard, I love you whatever may happen. The aurors should come soon." And with that Emma's mother closed the cupboard and the fight begun.
Emma could hear the screams of the fight of both death eaters and her mum and later the aurors joined in with the death eaters. Apparently Voldemort had finally taken over the ministry. Then she heard a fight between her mum and Bellatrix Lestrange.
"Tell me, where is the piece of filth. You better tell me or I will kill you."
"I think you are planing on killing me either way Bella and you know I would never tell you the hiding place of my daughter."
"Maybe a bit of pursuasion will do the trick, Crucio!"
Emma could hear her mother scream and gasp for air.
"I'll…never…tell…you…where…my…daughter…is.
"Very well, Bellatrix snarled, "Avada Kedavra!"
And with that she lost her last parent and she thought her only remaining relative who actually cared about her as her mother had never tought her the Black family three. And with the hope that there might be some long lost relative on the light side to come and rescue her in the morning, she fell asleep.
The next morning Emma was rudely shaken awake by her uncle Arnold, Not the person she was hoping who would get her.
"Get up you lazy pig get some clothes and we're outta here."
"Uncle Arnold, what about mum?" Emma asked with tears in her eyes.
"I already buried her now get a move on."
Emma was really sad that she was denied the right of saying goodbye to her mum, but she did as she was told or she would most likely get punished with te Cruciatus or a blow to her head if he was in a good mood.
For the rest of the year Emma was being used as a house elf by her uncle and when she wasn't able to complete the immense list of chores which was almost always impossible to complete she would get punished with the Cruciatus. But then the day of victory dawned and the war was won by one Harry Potter who had killed Voldemort and Emma felt like she was almost free because not long from now she was sure the aurors would round up her uncle as he was after all a known death eater. But she did have the feeling that he wouldn't come without a fight and that she would be hurt in the process.
How very right she was.
So bit of a cliffy there I hope that you guys can review and let me know what you think. I'll try to update as fast as I can as I have a life outside of the wonderfull world of fanfiction.
Over and out.
