My name is Heather Jay Black.
I am fifteen years old. My twin is Midnight Lupus Black. We are both in Slyhterin and proud of it. Our brothers are Sirius and Regulus. Both Night and I are very close to Reg. You could say Night and I are like ying and yang. She has jetblack hair and icy blue eyes. My hair is silvery-blonde and I have violet eyes. Our life is pretty much a mix between a drama and comedy movie. But what happened to our parents one night changed our lives forever...
I stared at the house where I was tortured. Thank god no one was around, or else we'd be caught by animal control. I was a silver lioness, my sister a maned wolf being carried by a lynx, her boyfriend Severus Snape. They were saying something, but the pain of the horrid memories blocked out their words.
"This might help us in the war."
I don't know who said it but it was true. I thought I caught Night saying something about killing our parents is hard. "THIS IS WHAT OUR MOTHER DID TO ME!" I screamed, turning human and showing my companions the scar going down my throat. I turned back into a lioness and sat while Snape reached up and unlocked the door with his claw. I padded in and checked their bedroom. Walking down the stairs I whispered to Night, "They're asleep, they'll feel nothing." Night nodded and walked into their bedroom. I jumped on the bed and quickly bit our mother's thoat. I savored the feel of breaking her trachea, of finally getting my revenge.
In a few seconds, Walburga Black was dead.
Night turned human, and slowly strode over to Orion Black. She put her wand on his throat and whispered "Avada Kedavra." I saw a spark of green, and our father's chest stop moving. "Let's go back." I said, and walked out of number 12 Grimmauld place.