Like The Midnight Rose

A Prologue

(An unlikely beginning for a Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Love, Like A Rose, Blooms In Unlikely Places

Prologue Part 1

Tell Me Again, Why Didn't We Take the Train?

"His family is absolutely loaded! If you marry him you'll have the chinks!" Said a woman named Druella Black to her not too excited looking daughter.

"Mum, I've just barely gotten out of school, for bloody sakes. Is marriage really what I should be worried about right now? What about finding a job? Or starting a career?" Her daughter asked. She was a lovely young woman of the age nineteen, soon to be going on twenty. She stared out the window of the train that was taking her and her family to an area just outside the town of Falmouth, whereas stood a gloomy mansion that was home to the family of her, most likely, future fiancée. Her sisters Bellatix and Nacrissa had both decided on excellent choices on who they were to marry. Both of their soon to be spouses were respectable and high-class Pureblood wizards, and quite loyal to the Dark Lord, both were Death Eaters. But Artemis, the youngest sister, technically, since her twin sister Nacrissa was a half-hour older than she, had decided she would not go with her parents wishes. They were not going to truly force her to marry him, but they would try as hard as they could to convince their daughter to marry the heir to the family they were visiting. No matter what, the woman had decided she would not budge.

Artemis sighed as the arrived in the station. It had been a long ride. She did not understand why her parents insisted on taking the train. She knew how to Apparate now; they could have gotten to the family's estate in the batting of an eyelash. But her parents had insisted that they take the "normal" muggle transportation. Artemis wondered if that was due to the fact that the family they were visiting, the Soenbanes, were not of wizarding decent. And indeed they were not; instead the Soenbanes where a large, well known and powerful clan of old, pureblood vampires.

Great, thought Artemis, seriously out of all the people my parents could have wanted me to marry they choose a vampire/ A vampire! What if he sucks my blood in my sleep? Or rips out my throat when I'm least expecting it? Then what? He's probably stuck up and arrogant anyway... The witch grumbled in her head. Getting up, the woman rubbed her backside.

"Ah that's sore. Why couldn't we just have Apparted? I mean seriously, it would have been much less of a pain, in many areas." Her father, Cygnus Black, grabbed his cane with a jeweled serpent's head upon it's top, looked at her and spoke.

Artemis, how many times must we tell you? The Soenbanes are not of wizarding decent. Not one drop of wizard blood flows through their veins. They might not take kindly to magic; we are not sure how they would react if we suddenly appeared in their parlor out of nowhere. Now step lively, the train's pulled into the station." He led his wife and daughter out in front of him. Sighing, Artemis slunk out of her train seat and shuffled out behind her mother. A gloomy look filled her eyes as the Blacks got into a cab that would take them to the Soenbanes' family estate.