Forbidden Love
By: Sarah Wyatt
and
Zeke Waletzky
Disclaimer: We do not own any of the Harry Potter characters They belongs to JK Rowlings. Zeke however owns Piggy. Sarah own Hunter, Aurora, and Reuven. The plot is strictly our shared ideas.
It was a dark, cold rainy night. The NightHawks expected it to be a normal night, well, however normal at the NightHawk household. You see that the NightHawks were a groups of Witches and Wizards. Except something separated them from the rest of the wizard world. Mr. and Mrs. NightHawk were death eaters. Nobody ever expected them to be death eaters though. They were both innocent, courageous Gryffindors. Not Slytherins. They had served Voldemort faithfully. They were right up there with Malfoy and Snape. You see however four years back their master had been destroyed by little one year old Harry Potter. Lily and James had been killed, but Harry survived. But this is a story about the NightHawks. See this night was a very, very tragic one. You see while they sat at their dinner table, three people were out to get them. Their names Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle. Malfoy had always hated Mr. NightHawk because it was Mrs. NightHawk that Malfoy wanted to marry. They crept silently towards the house. The only sound was the occasional snapping of twigs. The NightHawk family dinner had ended. The girls, Hunter and Aurora and their mother were heading up to bed. When Mrs. NightHawk was coming back from tucking her children in she heard a sound of fighting and heard her husband yell. She ran down the stairs, pulling out her wand. She got to the bottom of the stairs and saw Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle standing over the body of her husband. Her husband seems untouched. She automatically knew what had happened. "Why did you do this?" She questioned Malfoy, her voice full of venom. "Did what my love?" Malfoy answered back. "I don't not like you. Get out of my house." "I will give you the choice. You can either die or tell me where Voldemort is or sleep with me. What is your choice?" Malfoy said. "I do not know where Voldemort is. If I did, my husband and I would have already rose him. And I will never sleep with you even if my life depended on it. I do not like you. Now. Get. Out." Mrs. NightHawk said while pointing her wand at Malfoy. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle all rose their wands poised to strike. "Is that your finial decision?" Malfoy asked coldly. "Yes it is." Mrs. NightHawk said. Nobody noticed as Hunter NightHawk stood at the top of the stairs. Nobody knew she was about to see her own mother, killed in cold blood. Nobody knew she would dream of this moment. Nobody knew who murdered Mr. and Mrs. NightHawk. Except the little four year old that would hold the key to destroying the plague which would come upon this earth. But before she could do that, she had to find the key that her future husband would hold.
Disclaimer: We do not own any of the Harry Potter characters They belongs to JK Rowlings. Zeke however owns Piggy. Sarah own Hunter, Aurora, and Reuven. The plot is strictly our shared ideas.
It was a dark, cold rainy night. The NightHawks expected it to be a normal night, well, however normal at the NightHawk household. You see that the NightHawks were a groups of Witches and Wizards. Except something separated them from the rest of the wizard world. Mr. and Mrs. NightHawk were death eaters. Nobody ever expected them to be death eaters though. They were both innocent, courageous Gryffindors. Not Slytherins. They had served Voldemort faithfully. They were right up there with Malfoy and Snape. You see however four years back their master had been destroyed by little one year old Harry Potter. Lily and James had been killed, but Harry survived. But this is a story about the NightHawks. See this night was a very, very tragic one. You see while they sat at their dinner table, three people were out to get them. Their names Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle. Malfoy had always hated Mr. NightHawk because it was Mrs. NightHawk that Malfoy wanted to marry. They crept silently towards the house. The only sound was the occasional snapping of twigs. The NightHawk family dinner had ended. The girls, Hunter and Aurora and their mother were heading up to bed. When Mrs. NightHawk was coming back from tucking her children in she heard a sound of fighting and heard her husband yell. She ran down the stairs, pulling out her wand. She got to the bottom of the stairs and saw Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle standing over the body of her husband. Her husband seems untouched. She automatically knew what had happened. "Why did you do this?" She questioned Malfoy, her voice full of venom. "Did what my love?" Malfoy answered back. "I don't not like you. Get out of my house." "I will give you the choice. You can either die or tell me where Voldemort is or sleep with me. What is your choice?" Malfoy said. "I do not know where Voldemort is. If I did, my husband and I would have already rose him. And I will never sleep with you even if my life depended on it. I do not like you. Now. Get. Out." Mrs. NightHawk said while pointing her wand at Malfoy. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle all rose their wands poised to strike. "Is that your finial decision?" Malfoy asked coldly. "Yes it is." Mrs. NightHawk said. Nobody noticed as Hunter NightHawk stood at the top of the stairs. Nobody knew she was about to see her own mother, killed in cold blood. Nobody knew she would dream of this moment. Nobody knew who murdered Mr. and Mrs. NightHawk. Except the little four year old that would hold the key to destroying the plague which would come upon this earth. But before she could do that, she had to find the key that her future husband would hold.