Chapter 1:

What am I to think?

Once when I was eight we went to a typical pureblood party. Families like the Blacks (Both), The Malfoys, The Crabbes, The Goyles, The Lestranges, The Notts, The Snapes, The Averys, The Mulcibers, The Parkinsons and The Rosiers where some of them.
This time we were going to the Malfoys. They had a son, he was fifteen, and my sister Narcissa was in love with him. He was a proud, handsome, arrogant pureblood that only cared about blood and money. But the girls my sisters age didn't care.
Like in every party, we ate first. Everyone was sitting around a long table, and was sat with their family. To my right sat my sister Dromeda, since Bella was sat with her fiancee, Rodolphus Lestrange, and Cissy was sat right over Lucius, the Malfoys son. To Dromeda's right sat my mother, then my father beside her again, and beside him was Cissy. But to my left, sat my cousin Sirius, then Regulus to his left, and my aunt beside Regulus.
Everything was rather quiet until the dessert. Then Dromeda started to talk to Sirius, even if we was told not to, since he was impolite and didn't want to learn about pureblood things.

"So, Sirius. Had a good summer this far?" She asked him.

"Better than last year.. You?" he had this playful voice, and his eyes
allways had this mischief look in them. Maybe that was why they
didn't like him.

"Well, that is good. Mine have been rather boring. But I have been
teaching Capella" she pointed at me "some spells and other useful
things. Like how to fly a broom. I mean really fly a broom"

More wasn't said, because the children were taken out to the library, since the adults was going to talk about things we didn't get to know about, yet. The others than me was: Regulus, Sirius, Severus, Dromeda (since she was only sixteen), Narsicca, Lucius, Evan and Ethan Rosier, Nott, Crabbe, Goyle, Avery, Brandon and Louise Parkinson, Mulciber and Rabastan Lestrange. Bella and Rodolphus Lestrange was the only ones from the second generation who wasn't there. I couldn't get why she was going to marry him, even when she didn't love or care about him.

We were soon sat on the couch, the chairs or around the tables in the room, and some start talking, when others was reading or just thinking.

"I don't understand why my father never let me be in the meetings!
I am fifteen for crying out loud. But still he acts like I am still ten." It
was Lucius who was talking. Some agreed with him, but others, like
the ones my age, didn't care.

I was the youngest there. Even my cousin, Regulus, was older then me. He was seven months older, and was acting so too. He liked to talk with the older ones, but I usally kept quiet. I was a bit shy when it came to persons I didn't know very well, or was much older then me.

"Maybe because you acts like a ten year old when you don't get what
you want." It was Dromeda who said that, oh no!

"What do you know, Andromeda? Aren't you too sick of not getting
into the meetings? You're sixteen!"

"No, I am not sick of it. I am sick of being forced to attend these
party's."

Then everything went quiet. No one said or did something. They just stared at Dromeda like she was crazy. But after a while, everyone went back to what they were doing.

"Dromeda?" I asked in a quiet voice.

"Yeah, Capella?"

"Why are Bella going to marry Rodolphus if they don't even love each
other?" Everything went dead quiet again. But this time, everyone's
eyes where on me.

"How dare you question Bella's relationship to Rodolphus! You have
no right to do that!" I had never heard my sister Cissy that mad
before.

I looked down to the floor. And the silence that followed was getting on my nerves. I liked Bella, but I just thought she should marry someone she loved and cared about more than anything in the world. Not a man that she only met at school or in party's like this.

"Hey! It was only a question. Isn't it allowed to ask questions now?"
Sirius actualy defended me. Me of all people.

"Oh, no one cares about what you think, your muggle lover! You would
probably marry a muggle woman, just because you loved her!"
Rabastan snapped at him.

"Yeah, I would. I could have married a muggle, a muggle born, a half
blood and even a half breed, if I loved that person." What Sirius said
shocked me. I didn't know that you could marry a person even if it
wasn't a pureblood.

The next thing that happened, happened so fast that I almost didn't notice. Lucius went over to Sirius and slapped him across his face. Not just once, but again, and again, and again. And not just in the face, but in the stomach, arms and legs.

"You filthy..." slap" muggle lover..." slap" of an idiot"slap" you are!"slap.

I couldn't watch any more. I had never get to know Sirius, but I couldn't just stand by and watch that he was beaten up by Lucius. So I did what others would think was the most crazy thing in the world. I ran over to them and stood in front of Sirius right before Lucius was going to slap him agian. And, thankfully, he stopped.

"Capella, get out of the way." I didn't move. "Capella, do as I say." I still
didn't move. "Capella. Why are you doing this? He is only a filthy
blood traitor that need to learn to shut his mouth. You are worth
hundred times more than him." Lucius said in his most quiet and soft
voice.

"He is my cousin. And I won't just stand by and watch that my family is
being beaten up. Family stand together, no matter what." I said.

Lucius eventually lower his arms, and went back to Cissy. And I stood there until everyone was back doing what they did. I then turned around to face Sirius, who was still on the ground and looking shocked up at me. Maybe he thought I was like Cissy and Bella?
I offered him my hand to help him up, which he gladly took. He then looked strangely at me for a while before saying:

"Eh, thanks Capella." It was like he had never seen me before, how
strange.

"You're welcome. Are you alright?" I asked in a worried voice.

"Yeah, I've had worse." Sirius said in a worry free voice. "Eh, care to
go with me and do something more interesting?"

"Sure."

Sirius and I went out to the gardes. It was half moon, and the moonlight made the gardens look beautiful, but also mysterious. We didn't talk much, but I found out that I really liked my cousin. I found out that he refused to learn about pureblood things, and that he always played pranks on his brother. And he didn't have any Slytherin traits at all, and to me he sounded like a typical Gryffindor. He was brave who stood up against his parents when he thought something wasn't right for him, and actually really nice. He really loved to fly on his broom, play pranks at people and just fool around really. But it was what he told me about blood status and that stuff that went really into me.

"If you are from a proud Slytherin pureblood family, like us, then your
family expect you to follow the family rules like: to marry a proud
pureblood, to hate muggle borns, muggles, half breeds and blood
traitors, become a Slytherin, but in some families they accept
Ravenclaw too, to get a respective job and other stuff like that." Sirius
explained to me.

"Some of the things sounds horrible!"

"Yeah I know. That's why I am totally agains them. I don't want to marry
a proud pureblood girl, become a Slytherin or get an acceptable job."
He said with a grin on his face. "But what about you? Who's side are
you on? Our families or mine and Dromeda's?"

I hadn't thought about that before. When he said things that way, well things sounded more awful when he said it. I didn't want to need to marry someone because my family said so. Was that why Bella was going to marry Rodolphus?

"I ... don't know." I looked down. "I have never really thought about it
that way. I have always thought I did the right thing when I let my
family teach me all that stuff." I felt like I was the most stupid person
in the world. And I could feel a blush appear on my cheeks.

Just then my parents and uncle and aunt came out from the house. When they saw us, they went over to us, anger clearly showing in all faces. I had never really seen them angry at me before, and the sight scared me. So much that I wanted to hide behind Sirius.

"Capella, get away from him! Haven't I told you not to speak to that
boy!" My father yelled at me.

" And you, boy! Haven't I told you to stay away from her! We don't
want your point of view to get to others in the family!" My aunt
yelled at Sirius. And she sounded even more angry then my dad.

Both I and Sirius thought that we shouldn't make any unnecessary

fight between us and our parents, so we went away from each other. Ten minutes later me and my family went home, and when I came up to my room and looked into the mirror I said to myself:

"What am I to think?"