Rise of the Phoenix
Hey everybody! This is my very first story. I do not own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling (Amazing Author) does.
"Keep in touch over the summer holidays Phoenix!" A 4th year Beauxbatons student yelled. Artemis Phoenix Black smiled, but on the inside she felt tortured. Harry Potter had brought back a student named Cedric Diggory, dead, claiming Voldemort was back a day before the Beauxbaton students and Durmstrang students had left Hogwarts. It replayed in her mind.
"He's back! He's back!" Harry cried, clutching Cedric's dead body. "Voldemort's back!" His voice echoed through the stands of students watching the Tri-Wizard Tournament. He knows, Artemis thought. Her aunt Bellatrix is one of Voldemort's most loyal death eaters and her dad had been one, and she was one by the orders of her family. Artemis stood up and left the stadium.
Artemis made her way to a flying car. She only wanted to be at home, at number twelve Grimmauld Place. The only things that knew Artemis lived there were paintings of past family members including her grandmother Walburga and Kreacher the house-elf. Artemis Black was no ordinary fourteen year old. Not by any means. As the niece of Bellatrix Lestrange, Voldemort's most loyal death eater, had already had ~scratch that~ forced Artemis to be a death eater. She checked her arm. It had definitely been Voldemort. The Dark Mark was darker than usual but lighter than it had been when Harry had brought Cedric back.
Upon arriving at 12 Grimmauld Place, Artemis realized she wasn't alone. "Kreacher! I'm home." She called. The little old house-elf didn't come. That's strange. Kreacher always greets me, Artemis thought. She walked by the painting of her grandmother. "Artemis! Oh Artemis! You've come to save me from these wretched people!" Walburga cried. "Who is in the house?" Artemis asked. "Go see for yourself." Walburga dried her eyes with a handkerchief. Artemis dropped her suitcase. She heard talking in the dining room. Carefully, she put her ear next to the door. Nothing. Slowly, Artemis opened the door. Nobody. Odd, must be Grandma Walburga seeing things again, she thought. "Hello! Anybody here! Come out come out wherever you are! This isn't a game of hide and go seek! If anybody is here please reveal yourself!" Artemis called in a sing-song voice.
Crack.
"'Ello." Two almost identical voices said behind her.
Artemis flipped around to see ginger twins. "What are you doing in this house?" She asked. "It's the headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix." One said. The other one elbowed him. "Good job Fred, now you've gone and told about the Order. What if she's from the Ministry?" "George, don't you think she's a little young to be from the Ministry?" 'Fred' said. "Whatever, she could be a spy!" 'George' added. "Artemis they're some of those awfully wretched people I told you about! Get rid of them! Please!" Walburga wailed. "Grandma, shut up for a second will you?" Artemis ordered. She turned back to the twins. "And I'm not a spy. I happen to be Artemis Phoenix Black, fourth year well almost fifth, at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic." "Black? Like of the 'Ancient and Noble Black Family'?" Fred questioned. "Yes. Daughter of Regulus Arcturus Black." After Artemis said that, she automatically regretted it. "You're the daughter of a death eater!" George exclaimed. "Point? Doesn't mean I'm going to be one too. Er- doesn't mean I wanted to be one." Artemis blushed. "What do you mean wanted?" George asked. Artemis lifted up her sleeve. "You are a spy! I was right!" "No. I'm not a spy. I live here. And I have since I was born. My grandmother only died right when I was able to take care of myself. And my aunt forced me into the death eaters. I'm more into being on the good side, on the Dumbledore side." She stated. "Ron! Come down here! It's urgent!" Fred called up the stairs. Another red-haired boy came down the stairs. "For the last time I'm not going to be a test subject for- Hello there." The Ron boy realized Artemis was there.
"Hello." When Artemis said it, it sounded like a question. "So who are you?" Ron asked "This is Artemis. She lives here." George replied. "Oh my God. Mum is going to murder Snuffles when she finds out a muggle lives here somehow." Ron laughed. "Um, I'm a pure-blood witch." Artemis corrected. Even though she didn't mind non-pure-bloods, she took slight offense. "Pure-blood. Explains why you're in the Noble and Ancient House of Black." Ron scoffed. "I am a Black." Artemis informed him. "Ha, ha. That is really funny. What a coincedence." Ron put his hands on his hips. "No, you idiot, she is of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black."Fred slapped Ron on the back of the head. "So you're Artemis Black?" Ron questioned. "Didn't we just cover that?" Artemis was starting to get annoyed. Then she heard footsteps on the staircase. "Oh God. Not more people." Artemis mumbled. But as the sound came closer she realized it wasn't a person, but a dog. A big, black dog. Artemis sighed in relief. The dog rubbed its head against her hand. She began to pet it. "So who exactly is this Snuffles person?" Artemis questioned. The dog backed away. Suddenly, it turned into a person. "Uncle Sirius?" Artemis tilted her head. She didn't really remember him, as she was only one when he was put into Azkaban, put the Daily Prophet was swimming with pictures of "mass murderer" Sirius Black. Sirius opened his arms to his niece. Artemis hugged him. "I'm Snuffles." Sirius smiled. After he let go of Artemis he said, "Well at least that's what my code name is. Scratch that, my pet name." Artemis laughed at that. "Everyone! Come on down! We have a special guest!" Sirius called up the stairs. There was a rush of people coming down the stairs. "Little Artemis!" Nymphadora Tonks immediately recognized her younger cousin. "Tonks?" Artemis questioned. She didn't remember her that much, she'd only seen a picture when her aunt Andromeda had visited secretly (so Walburga wouldn't start shouting from her portrait) and shown her a photo album. But then there were others. "Artemis, this is Mad-eye, Kingsley, Remus, Hermione, Bill, Arthur, Molly, and Ginny. Everyone, this is my niece Artemis Phoenix Black." Sirius introduced. "Pleasure." Artemis smiled, slightly bowing her head. There was a period of silence. "Well, dinner's on in ten minutes everyone." Molly Weasley smiled. Molly, Arthur Weasley, Mad-Eye Moody, Remus Lupin, Tonks, and Sirius all went into the kitchen. "So are you a student?" Hermion asked. "Yes, I go to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic." Artemis replied. "Oh so you saw what happened with our friend Harry." Hermione looked at the floor. "Yeah. And I believe him. I don't think someone would fake fighting Voldemort. Well, actually, one of my cousins would." Artemis started to drift off with the last part. She perked up, "He goes to Hogwarts actually." "Don't tell us, your cousin is Draco Malfoy." George rolled his eyes. Artemis nodded. "Unfortunately, yes he is." "Well why don't you go up and settle in. There was one room that kind of had some stuff in it. I'm guessing that's your's?" Hermione said. Artemis nodded. She carried her luggage up the stairs and into her room. Artemis plopped down on her bed. This is going to be a long summer.