Hey, its hiddenshadowsoul with an update. Now this is where the real story begins.
I do not own Harry Potter or the Harry Potter books, J.K Rowling does.
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It seamed like a normal day at the Maris foundation orphanage. The kids inside were getting ready to go to school, rolling out of bed, and getting breakfast, and all in all, getting ready for the day. An older woman was opening the front door, ready to get the milk bottles when she gave a shriek of surprise. There, on the doorstep, was a baby with nothing more than the blanket around her and a letter in her hand. The woman, known as Sister Margret, quickly scooped up the baby and took her inside, sealing a fate for the daughter of a Black and a Lestrange. Sister Margret, not knowing that the Black girl would have a hard life, bouncing back and forth from orphanages, foster familys, and getting adopted to go straight back where she came from, opened the letter to see what she was to do with the babe. Not knowing that she would be bullied and be judged her whole life, and with her trying to prove that labels and names do not make you who you are. The fact is that you do.
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10 years later (Azula prov)
As I woke up, I banged my head against the top bunk. A low sounding thud echoed though the room as I fell to the ground, with my hands on my head. Great. What an amazing way to start the day. The girl on the top bunk, Mary, yelled at me for disturbing her beauty rest, quickly though a brush at my head. While I dodged it, I briefly looked up at the clock and noticed what time it was. It was 9:00 which meant I slept in an hour late than I'm supose to. Right now I should of been getting the girls up while finishing up breakfast. I quickly got up and scooped up my clothes and toiletries and ran to the bathroom. Forgoing a shower, I ran a brush though my waist length black hair and put on my clothes; a black t-shirt with gray sweat pants and black trainers. Running though the orphanage hallways I darted into the kitchen and started pulling out cereals, muffins, oatmeal; what ever I could get my hands on. After stacking up plates, bowls, and silverware, I ran back to the girl's part of the orphanage, waking them up, and helping the younger girls with clothes and such. As they all went down to breakfast, I started on my chores, knowing I wouldn't get to eat until I finished them. I quickly made up all the beds, and put everyone's belonging back into the right trunk with their names on it. As I came to mine, I ran my hand across the engravings that said Azula Bianca Black my name. Like all the kids in the orphanage, I had few belongings, and then a few prize possessions. Every one in the orphanage gets a toothbrush, toothpaste, a brush and/or a comb, 2 changes of cloths, 1 good outfit for special occasions, a small wooden trunk or suitcase to put you stuff into, and a toy for the younger kids. Me, I have been here for a very long time. Ever since I was a baby actually. So I have had opreytunitys to find and keep things as the years go by. In my trunk I have 4 changed of clothes; 2 black shirts, 1 blue, and 1 green. 1 pair of sweat pants, 2 pairs of blue jeans and one brown skirt. I also have a swim suit. I have few prized possessions which are a carved wooden bowl with flowers on it, a stature of a big black dog and a jar of beautiful shells and gems that I find in the beach behind the orphanage. I don't have friends because I'm labeled a freak and a loser, and because most kids don't stay in the orphanages long. I m a freak because I can do things no one else can. I can talk to animal and control the elements. When I was a baby, I got adopted a lot, but was given right back. They said I too freaky, not crying, not laughing, no expression at all. Others said that I made things move in the room around me. I had captivated so many with my fair black hair, and silvery grey eyes and natural tanned skin, some people say they couldn't resist adopting me. But in the end I was always returned to the orphanage. When I went into the foster system, the same thing happened. By then I was around the age of seven, and was starting to learn how to control my uh powers, it was too late. I had already been labeled and no one every tried to adopt or foster me again. I was always bullied in the orphanage, by the kids, and our caretakers. I was given the worst chores till I had to do all of them. I don't go to school anymore, because I became bullied there as well. I am exspelled for blowing for part of the building, which I didn't know how I did. So know I just work in the orphanage, doing what ever needs to be done. Whenever I'm slow or lazy or whatever, I'm punished and forced to do everything all over again. For the past few days I have not been punished except when I'm bullied, but it doesn't matter. Its summer and next year I get to go to school again, so I won't be in the orphanage a lot. But what I didn't know is that it would be just any school.
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(At Hogwarts)
At Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry, Headmaster Dumbledore was going over a few letters at a staff meeting. These letters you see were for muggleborns who were to attend Hogwarts that year. And so some teachers had to go and explain magic to them and their families. At the staff meeting one Severus Snape was unhappy. He simply did not understand why he was there every year. He never went to talk to muggle families. As they went over the muggleborn names such as Mr. J. Finch-Fletchley; Miss. H. Granger; Mr. D. Thomas and so on until there was only one left. That was when Headmaster Dumbledore grew serious. "There is one more letter everyone. One that we need to send someone special to get this young lady." "Who is it Albus" asked Professor McGonagall. "Her name is Azula Black. I'm sure we all know that her father is Sirius Black." "Albus, why do we need to be careful with explaining magic to her?" Snape asked. "Because she is in an orphanage and because Severus, she is the daughter of a mass murder and has a mother in a family known for its dark arts. She's related to two of the darkest pureblood families. We must explain carefully so she understands." "Albus, who is going to talk to her?" quizzed Minerva. "I will Professor McGonagall. I will also take Severus with me." He replied. "What Dumbledore? Why me?" "Because Severus its time you know and learn how to do this. And so you can judge Miss. Black before school. Meeting dismissed." And with that all the teachers swept from the room except one sulking Professor Snape, who could be heard muttering Potter and Black. Merlin help me.
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(At the orphanage, no ones prov)
If you looked at the Maris foundation orphanage that day, you would see to men walking up the pathway to the orphanage. One was wearing all black and the other in a dark brown suit. As Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape walked up to the front door Albus reminded Severus to let him do the talking. The met up with the main caretaker of the children who in turn told them about Azula Black and all the freaky things she did, and the Professors in turn told her the cover story of Hogwarts and then went to meet Miss, Black. As Severus swept into the room he immediately understood what the caretaker was talking about. Her magic was all in the air and was very powerful, almost too powerful for an 11 year old. He also understood why she had people try to adopt her as a baby, she was captivating. He decided to reserve judgment till Hogwarts started, he mused as Albus finished his speech. Besides there's still Potter.
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(Azula Prov)
Today was a very interesting day. I not only learn that I'm not a freak, but have magic, there's a school I can go to that teaches me how to control it. I couldn't believe how lucky I was. Tomorrow I am going to Diagon Ally to get my school supplies and my wand. I felt like bouncing up and down I was so excited. I couldn't help but wonder and hope that maybe I will finally have friends! I quieted down after a little while, and fell asleep, dreaming of magic and dancing silver where.
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Azkaban
In a cell way deep in Azkaban Sirius Black would be seen smiling to himself as he realized what day it was. He knows that soon, very soon, his godson, harry, was going to Hogwarts. He did not think about his daughter, for Azkaban had helped nurture his hate for the Lestrang family and deepen the loss of his best friends so for all he know, Azula was not his daughter. He had forgotten the promises he had made on october31st. He didn't realize what consequences will occur because of this
So how did you like that? Was it better, worse, or just ok? I know Snape seams little Mary-sue but don't worry. He'll be back to the Snape we all know and love. Please review and share your opinion about this. Again I do not own the Harry Potter books, J.K Rowling does. I will get the next chapter up as soon as I can. Next chapter will be called Diagon Ally and 9 ¾. Thanks~ hiddenshadowsoul