Welcome to my new story. The idea has been eating at me and is part of why my other story was halted I couldn't get this out of my head. I I hope you all like this. It is marauders era but not really a time turning five more of an alternate fate. This will be slightly more dramatic and dark then my other fic. I will always have a little humor though!

J.K. Rowling said owns Harry Potter. OC and plot are mine.

Angel of the Blacks

Trigger warning of still birth.

December 27 1961

Somewhere in the universe.

"Hello where am I" the consciousness spoke.

A women with a tight gray bun and tartan dress appeared before the unformed entity.

"Hello my dear, My name is Minerva , and you are but a soul waiting for life." She spoke with a comforting confidence.

The entity looked at her, "who am I?"

The older women looked at the soul that had started to take shape, "My dear you are the one who was supposed to be there but was lost. You will change fate by your existence, I shall give you the tools you need in your head and help you once you are there. You will know when you are old enough, good luck Angel of the Blacks."

As everything grew dark and the women faded the child wouldn't remember her purpose till she looked upon the face of her guide many years later, but her talent would capture the world.

St. Mungos

Same day

She had always wanted a daughter. She never expected to have a child so soon after Regulus but the best things in life weren't always planned. But it was a hard pregnancy and the birth was hard and over quick.

Orion and Walburga at that moment we're so over come with worry and dread when at first their daughter didn't breath they changed fate with a combined force of accidental magic and love. The life that had once been lost was back.

The magic interwoven that day would heal the mind of the parents touched by darkness and two boys would have the parents, sister, and future they deserved.

A girl would bloom.

Walburga Black looked at her perfect infant and said, "Welcome to the world Jupiter Bellatrix Black."

January 1965

Young Jupiter grew more and more to be her own soul every day. She was a happy infant who's family adored her. He constantly was hugging her barley older then her brother Regulus. Today was his 4th birthday.

Out of the Blacks she looked like a combination of Narcissa and Bellatrix. She had wild blonde hair and hooded hazel eyes. She looked like Bellatrix with Narcissas coloring. Bellatrix hated the toddler that was her name sake. At the age of 13 she was already a dark soul.

She was a third year Slytherin and was every dark part of her house and oh she had power. What the family did not know was a similar power ran through her little light doppelgänger. It drove Bella nuts that everyone fawned over the baby Black. Even Narcissa and Andromeda adored there baby cousin. She didn't understand how they did not resent the little idiot.

She could never hurt the child or her family would be angry so instead she went after the girls adoring older brother. Even though he was only 5. At 13 Bella could cast a mean curcio. When a 5 year old Sirius ran into Bella he immediately knew he messed up. She snapped instantly.

Suddenly the little 3 year old walked in front of the spell aimed at her brother with angry eyes and put her hands up. He older brother had no idea anyone had time to defend him and was cowering in anticipation.

The baby Black stood there defiantly with a glowing shield held in front of her. When the girl 10 years her senior was in shock she pointed her tiny finger at the girl and Sirius heard her say, "Pain."

Suddenly the Raven haired girl was on the ground screaming in pain. Walburga saw the look of satisfaction on her babies face and knew that was not just accidental magic.

That was the day Sirius knew his sister was strong, and the day the Black parents locked their daughter away in fear of the world or her was the question.