I am really sorry I haven't published anything in so long, but I'm attempting to write a novel and I haven't really got round to writing much.
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"It's a girl," I feel the words tumble through my dry lips, hardly believing that this could of happened. It should be a boy, a boy I could put into the service of the Dark Lord. Rodolphus sighed and walked over to my double poster. Brushing aside the curtains, he sat down on the bed.
Rodolphus' wand slipped down his cloak sleeve, his shot sparks into the air, to celebrate the birth. I looked down at our newborn child's face, ready for the delight that is excited by these pink sparks, but only saw terror. A terror of such that I had seen only once before...
The pink sparks flew out of the end of daddy's wand, I had been told that it was a tradition to do it to a Black, to signal that this child shall grow up, and live, 'Toujours Pur'. But where I had seen so many hands rise up to grab the sparks, I only saw them reflected in those grey eyes, which were so large... why was daddy looking at her like that? Like he looks at the boy in the Apothecary... almost like, dirt.
But she can't be. I looked up at my husband's face, perfectly calm, not knowing that anything was wrong. Didn't he know what this meant, shrinking back from baby sparks. Lucky Rodolphus.
"It has to go." Daddy's heartless words, I ran up to mummy.
"Why does she have to go," I asked, clinging on to her leg, "mummy?" I didn't get a response. I was ignored. Ignored till I tried to follow daddy into his office, when a nameless house-elf held me back. I pulled out of its reach, managing to reach the door in time to see the silver knife, hear my father's words...
"Magic's too good for her," I said, so low that I could barely hear myself. How could I let this girl grow up in a world of magic, when the world of magic wouldn't accept her? Now I understood my father's actions. But I could never accept them. I could never copy him. I could never live through that again. I could never bury her like a faithful pet. But could I treat her like one?
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