The Last Name Black
By
Perin Star
Warnings: This story will have the occasional mention of unconsentual sexual situations. I won't be going into detail, so don't get all worked up about it. If this offends you, please click that lovely little button known as the 'Back Arrow'. This story is going to have hints of AU, and possibly some OOCness at some point, but I'll try to keep it at a minimum. I still don't have a Beta, so please forgive the small mistakes, I tried going through and fixing them…
FLAMERS: Oooh, does this mean I get to threaten bodily harm? Please, do flame, I'm hungry and I do so love spicy foods. Be forewarned, if you don't have a point, I will set the bitch of a fire breathing dragon on you, also known as my mother.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or it's associated characters. If I did, I wouldn't have to worry about tuition payments ever again. Unfortunately, I just own the muse that likes to torment me, and she lays claim to the poems.
A/N: No, I haven't discovered my flash drive yet, which means I'm going to have to rewrite everything T.T, unfortunately that means that updates for my other stories are going to be a long time coming… Gomen Nasai! *bows*
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Hello Harry,
You don't know me, though we have met. To keep you and myself safe, I ask that you keep this letter confidential.
I'm writing to say that I'm so very sorry. I've hurt so many people, it haunts me every day. I am a Deatheater, but never by choice. I ask you to forgive me for not being stronger.
The last decade of my life has been a fog under the Imperious curse. Never in all my life would I willingly hurt a child, but I did everything I was ordered to do.
Until that night.
I was ordered to have my way with a young boy, barely seventeen, in hopes it would break him.
But it didn't work.
I fought so hard during those shameful hours. He was obliviated when it became apparent he wasn't going to break.
He gave me the will to break free of my own curse, and I found, shortly after his escape, that I was pregnant.
I've been playing the part for these past few weeks, hiding my pregnancy with spells, but I won't be able to pretend much longer.
If it is found that I conceived that night, the dark lord will use the child to draw out the father.
Please help me.
I'm not a good person, I know that, but my baby is innocent in all of this, innocent of my sins.
If you can't help me, please help my baby.
Signed,
B
Harry sighed, what should he do?
" Hedwig, we may need to think on this."
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Her hands shook as she opened the letter that could be her saving grace or her doom.
In it, only seven hastily written words were contained:
Alright, get out, Number Four Privet Drive.
Tears welled up and she choked back the sob of relief. Memorizing the words she incinerated the letter, then sprinkled the ashes out the window, just to be safe.
She wouldn't take any chances.
Packing the barest minimum of necessities, she carried her bag to the library.
She smiled evilly as she packed away the priceless tomes and raided the potions labs, she wouldn't leave them anything she could take with her.
Once done, she fled into the night.
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She smoothed her hair down nervously, how would he react to her? She canceled the concealing charms and a small bump appeared in her clothes, if she was going to put her life in his hands, there could be no secrets.
Knocking, she waited.
She jumped when a bellow of " Boy! Get the door!" echoed from the other side of the wood.
" Yes Uncle."
Then the door opened and she was face to face with Harry Potter.
She smiled hesitantly, " M-may I come in?"