Avel looked into the mirror over her desk. Countless bottles of make-up where spread about, covering almost very surface in the room. Picking up a lipstick Avel hurriedly spread it on her lips. She would be leaving with her parents to go to Diegon Ally in a few minutes.
"Hurry up Avel, if where planning to get everything on this list we need to hurry," her father yelled up the stairs.
"I'm coming dad, one minute," Avel yelled back.
Grabbing her backpack Avel headed down the stairs.
"I'm glad the princess has decided to grace us with her presence," teased her father.
"Daddy, don't tease me," complained Avel.
Avel, her mother and father all used Floo Powder to get to Diegon Ally. They then got their money from Gringotts and met up with the Weasleys. They then all enjoyed a fun day of shopping for their supplies at Hogwarts.
Avel had turned eleven on August first and had been accepted at Hogwarts. Her two best friends Branwen and Raymond Weasley. They were twins, and the children on Ron and Hermione.
~ * ~
Caine sat quietly in her cell. She had recently been fed by the Dementors and was waiting for sleep to come. But it didn't instead a man came. He appeared out of thin air.
"Hello Caine, do you wish to leave this place? I was once imprisoned here and I can show you how," he said in a whispery voice.
Caine nodded her head slowly.
"My poor girl, you've been here since you where born. Hold on to my hand and I can free you," he replied.
Caine stood up and shakily walked over to him. She reached up and placed her hand in the man's.
Caine then had one of the strangest sensations ever. It was like she was feather light and floating in the air, all the buildings where see-through, and Caine had a strange sensation of flying before she appeared inside a large room unlike the cell she'd spent most of her life in.
"Hello Caine, you probably wish to know why you where put in Azkaban for all those years, who I am, and who you really are," the man said in a calm voice.
Now that Caine could get a good look at the man she saw that he was near fifty. He had black hair with a bit of white in it; the man was also very tall. Caine gave a suspicious glance at the man and nodded her head.
"Come over here, you might want to sit down," said the man as he lead her to a chair. "First, My name is Sirius Black, I'm your father's God-father. Second, your true name is Cailean Potter. Your parents are Harry and Michal Potter, and you have a twin sister named Avel. When you where taken to Azkaban soon after your birth they gave you the code name Caine so no one would know who you where. Cailean where was a prophecy about you, one I personally believe will only be true if we allow it. If you had been found by one of the dark wizards, they would have taken you, turned you over to their side, and used your power. They would have made you evil, and if you managed to free yourself from them the memories you would have of everything that happened would kill you."
"I-I d-d-don't under-s-stand," stuttered Cailean in a scratchy voice, she had rarely talked and her throat wasn't used to it.
"You won't for a while, life is a hard thing, but your strong Cailean, you have to be to stay sane in Azkaban. Many of our people think your evil. But I don't, I don't think you'll become evil as long as you learn to love people. So I came to set you free Cailean, so you could learn to love, and learn that life isn't always unfair and unjust," Sirius the finished his speech and took the crying Cailean into his arms to comfort her.
~*~
Avel sat on her bed, reading a book she had gotten while shopping at Diegon Ally, when she suddenly felt so depressed and sad. Avel felt like her heart had been taken out and stomped on the ground. She also felt fear
She was crying hysterically for no reason, for an instant she wondered if it was hormones. Avel knew in the back of her mind that it was different; it wasn't some crazy spur of the moment thing. The sadness went deep inside her, racking her heart, killing her. Avel felt like she had found something about her self, but she didn't know what. Trying hard to stop the unreasonable crying Avel drifted off to sleep.
Kinda short, I have the whole plot developed and I'm out of school, so lots of writing time.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry, the Dementors, Azkaban, Ron, Hermione or Sirius Black; they all belong to J.K. Rowling. I only own Michal, Avel, Branwen and Raymond. Oh yea, I don't own Gringotts or Diegon Ally, wish I did...
"Hurry up Avel, if where planning to get everything on this list we need to hurry," her father yelled up the stairs.
"I'm coming dad, one minute," Avel yelled back.
Grabbing her backpack Avel headed down the stairs.
"I'm glad the princess has decided to grace us with her presence," teased her father.
"Daddy, don't tease me," complained Avel.
Avel, her mother and father all used Floo Powder to get to Diegon Ally. They then got their money from Gringotts and met up with the Weasleys. They then all enjoyed a fun day of shopping for their supplies at Hogwarts.
Avel had turned eleven on August first and had been accepted at Hogwarts. Her two best friends Branwen and Raymond Weasley. They were twins, and the children on Ron and Hermione.
~ * ~
Caine sat quietly in her cell. She had recently been fed by the Dementors and was waiting for sleep to come. But it didn't instead a man came. He appeared out of thin air.
"Hello Caine, do you wish to leave this place? I was once imprisoned here and I can show you how," he said in a whispery voice.
Caine nodded her head slowly.
"My poor girl, you've been here since you where born. Hold on to my hand and I can free you," he replied.
Caine stood up and shakily walked over to him. She reached up and placed her hand in the man's.
Caine then had one of the strangest sensations ever. It was like she was feather light and floating in the air, all the buildings where see-through, and Caine had a strange sensation of flying before she appeared inside a large room unlike the cell she'd spent most of her life in.
"Hello Caine, you probably wish to know why you where put in Azkaban for all those years, who I am, and who you really are," the man said in a calm voice.
Now that Caine could get a good look at the man she saw that he was near fifty. He had black hair with a bit of white in it; the man was also very tall. Caine gave a suspicious glance at the man and nodded her head.
"Come over here, you might want to sit down," said the man as he lead her to a chair. "First, My name is Sirius Black, I'm your father's God-father. Second, your true name is Cailean Potter. Your parents are Harry and Michal Potter, and you have a twin sister named Avel. When you where taken to Azkaban soon after your birth they gave you the code name Caine so no one would know who you where. Cailean where was a prophecy about you, one I personally believe will only be true if we allow it. If you had been found by one of the dark wizards, they would have taken you, turned you over to their side, and used your power. They would have made you evil, and if you managed to free yourself from them the memories you would have of everything that happened would kill you."
"I-I d-d-don't under-s-stand," stuttered Cailean in a scratchy voice, she had rarely talked and her throat wasn't used to it.
"You won't for a while, life is a hard thing, but your strong Cailean, you have to be to stay sane in Azkaban. Many of our people think your evil. But I don't, I don't think you'll become evil as long as you learn to love people. So I came to set you free Cailean, so you could learn to love, and learn that life isn't always unfair and unjust," Sirius the finished his speech and took the crying Cailean into his arms to comfort her.
~*~
Avel sat on her bed, reading a book she had gotten while shopping at Diegon Ally, when she suddenly felt so depressed and sad. Avel felt like her heart had been taken out and stomped on the ground. She also felt fear
She was crying hysterically for no reason, for an instant she wondered if it was hormones. Avel knew in the back of her mind that it was different; it wasn't some crazy spur of the moment thing. The sadness went deep inside her, racking her heart, killing her. Avel felt like she had found something about her self, but she didn't know what. Trying hard to stop the unreasonable crying Avel drifted off to sleep.
Kinda short, I have the whole plot developed and I'm out of school, so lots of writing time.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry, the Dementors, Azkaban, Ron, Hermione or Sirius Black; they all belong to J.K. Rowling. I only own Michal, Avel, Branwen and Raymond. Oh yea, I don't own Gringotts or Diegon Ally, wish I did...