Hello everyone! I wrote this poem a while back, but I never put it up. I showed it to Hier of the Blacks, and she told me to put it up her. So I have.

This is for you Charli, my Bella.


Daughter's of Black

Tell me, how can it be that
Three daughters, sister's by birth
All of the same pureblood
Could take such different paths?

Bellatrix Black,
Black by name black by nature.
She believed the stories she was told,
How Pure is Pure and Mud is Mud.
The dark path, of hate and death
Was the one for her.
To follow Tom Riddle, her Lord and master.
To rid the world of the unworthy ones,
But her death it would bring.

Andromeda Black,
As white as her name is Black.
Though Slytherin the hat chose,
The thirst to prove was that she was good,
Not bad.
Her love for a Muggleborn, a Mudblood,
Drove her from her home, her family.
But a new family she gained
A family only to perish at the hands of Bella.

Narcissa Black
White or Black? The choice is hard.
For love she chose, a family of her own.
But the dark road led her to her love,
And to her betrail.
But for her son, her own flesh and blood
She chose her road.
To protect him to the end
To keep him safe, no matter what.

The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black
'Toujours pur'

Always pure?


I hope you liked it! ANd rememeber: REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!