Druella was born into the Black family, with impossible red hair. Long strands of auburn gold rested against her back and swayed when she walked. It would constantly be curled around her finger when she talked, and occasionally be chewed on when she thought. When the light hit it, no one could resist looking over to see it shine. "Worth more than a pot of gold" her father Cygnus would say to her. "No one else has seen that red in the Black family for centuries." He was right. Looking back, there was no recording of the Black ancestors, nor on her mother's side, that had red locks. The Blacks were known for their well, black hair. Druella did not inherit this trait, unlike her eldest sister Bellatrix. 'Bella,' as Druella called her, had wavy hair constantly knotted and tangled and some days, seemed like it was standing up from all different ends. Druella loved to sit her older sister down and take a brush to her mane and listen to the stories of her sister's days at Hogwarts. If Bella would cooperate with her. Druella's older sister would pick on her constantly, as normal older sisters do. But as both girls were witches, Bella would always wave her wand in Druella's direction, causing her shoelaces to tie together, or to have a mysterious force push her into the broom closet and lock her in. But Druella was not one to complain, she liked hanging out with Bella instead of her other older sister Narcissa. Narcissa, the second eldest child of the Black family, was never seen wrestling with her sisters or telling racy jokes in their ears. She was always found trailing her mother, intent on learning how to grow up to be a proper young lady, unlike her sisters. She would be wearing the latest fashions, and Druella knew never to open her sisters closet, as her clothes were her prized possessions. But Druella knew that they were a happy family; she knew her sisters loved her and she loved her sisters.
'Ella,' as she was mainly called, (she was named after her mother) was attending her fifth year at Hogwarts while her older sisters were in their sixth year. She was undoubtedly placed in Slytherin; all of the Black family was, for the exception of her cousin Sirius. "You're a pureblood and purebloods are placed in Slytherin. I don't want my daughter placed in the same house with those mudbloods" her mother chided when Druella came up to her teary eyed when she was not placed in Gryffindor like Sirius was. "We do not discuss where your cousin was placed!" Just like her hair, this was also something else that was different about Druella. She kept it a secret of course but just like her cousin Sirius, Druella did not have a problem with muggles and muggle-borns. She did not see the problem with them; she pitied them though, not being able to conjure magic and see the beauty of the wizarding world. But from what Druella saw when she would walk the streets of London, she knew that they were content with their normal lives. She could not see why her family had a distaste for them. They thought they were superior to muggles, but in reality, Druella knew that they were exactly alike, even though one carried a wand. She never talked to her parents about her thoughts, and never bothered to listen to what they had to say about muggles. But that was her family's problem, and Druella was intent on keeping her secret.