A Tale of Three Sisters
Written by: Adventure-Seeking-Juliet
When: Listening to music.
Disclaimer: I do not own HP at all.....still.
A/N Much thanks to jedigal125, and TheGirlCanRock, for their reviews. Also a big thanks to my friend Ginny for all of the support! This is Chapter 2, and you'll see them meeting their cousin for the first time...which is odd because if you think about it Bellatrix later pretty much kills him in 1995(?) Well please keep reviewing:)
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Chapter 2- Lil' Cousin Sirius
Near St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, Summer 1959
Andromeda Black hated St. Mungo's, she hated Aunt Walburga, and all she'd wanted to do was go to the Wizarding Theatre, like father had promised. She never got to do what she wanted to do.
Dromeda sat in the back seat of their flying car, in between Bella and Cissy. Bella was staring out the window in boredom, and Cissy was pulling the head off one of her 'enchanted dollies.' Good thing, their heads grow back, Dromeda mused to herself.
Suddenly their father made a sharp turn, causing several muggle's to honk their silly car horn in protest.
As their car swung to the left, Dromeda fell into Bella, and Cissy fell with a thud on top of Andromeda.
"Get off," Bella shoved Dromeda, and Cissy off, and Andromeda found herself now smushing Narcissa.
" Dromeda! Get off your little sister!" Druella commented shrilly. Andromeda scrambled back into her seat.
"Are you hurt, dear?" Druella asked Narcissa.
"No, I'm fine mum."
"Good...Andromeda try not to harm your sister again," Druella said, a bit angrily.
"But-"
Druella glared at her middle daughter," No buts. Do as I say."
Dromeda gave Cissy a matching glare," Yes, mum."
Druella turned around in her seat.
"I hate being in the middle," Dromeda muttered, crossly.
Bellatrix rolled her dark, almost black eyes," Get over it, Dromeda. You're the middle child...It's your destiny to always be stuck in the middle."
Narcissa snickered.
"Girls," Druella interrupted her daughter's argument," we're here."
The Black's parked their car outside of the muggle shop, Purge and Dowse, Ltd, and the five of them assembled on the right side of the building, where muggles couldn't see them.
As fast as possible all of them wisked through te magical gateway, much like the one at King Cross Station.
The Black family stood in front of the "Welcome Witch" at the reception desk.
"How may I help you?" the plump, slightly older witch asked.
"What floor and room is Mrs. Walburga Black on?" Cygnus asked, haughtily.
The plump witch smiled kindly," Third floor, room 13."
Without so much as a thank you the Black's were headed up to the room.
~~Upon Arrival~~
Dromeda, Bella, and Cissy entered their aunt's room slowly...their parent's were chatting with Uncle Orion, who appeared to be very happy at the birth of his first son.
"Well look who it is," their other Uncle, Alphard greeted them.
"Hello Uncle," Bellatrix greeted him, coldly. Andromeda smirked...Bella was still sore at him for the prank he'd pulled on her at the last family reunion.
Alphard ignored her hostility," And, hello to Andromeda, and Narcissa to. Are you ready to meet your cousin?"
Narcissa giggled," No. It's not like he'll be as pretty as me anyway."
Alphard mumbled," True to her name."
Cissy gave him an odd look.
"Walburga! The girl's are here!"
"Well tell them to get their arse's in here, I won't wait all day!" Walburga yelled back.
Alphard shrugged," You heard her."
Cissy went in first, followed by a relunctant Bella, and Dromeda.
Aunt Walburga looked more cross than usual, but somehow Andromeda got up the courage to speak first.
"So...where is it?" Dromeda asked, slowly.
"It is a he," Walburga snapped," and we've named him Sirius Black."
She showed them a tiny, writhering , blue blanket in which a tiny dark haired baby was hidden.
"Here you can hold him, Bellatrix," without asking, Walburga plopped Sirius in his eldest cousin's arms.
Bellatrix grinned down at him," He has the Black family good looks."
Walburga nodded," He does...one day he'll be a great Slytherin."
Bella passed the baby down to Dromeda.
She stared at him," Hi?" She said. She didn't get to say much else because Narcissa took him into her small arms.
Cissy wrinkled her nose at him," I don't like him. He's funny looking."
With that statement, Walburga handed the baby to his father, and the girl's prepared to leave.
Little did they know how many wrong assumptions had been made that day...Sirius would never become a Slytherin...Dromeda wouldn't always be stuck in the middle because she wouldn't always be in the family...and Bellatrix Black would probably never grin at Sirius again...without a motive.
