Family Secrets
By: Skye Black
Disclaimer: Most characters in this fanfic are based on J.K. Rowling's characters in the Harry Potter series, not my imagination. However, I ask that the characters I brought into the mix not be stolen from me. It follows mainly Harry's cousin but does show Harry's reaction to what happens.
Note: This fanfic takes place back in Harry's third year. This is my first fanfic ever so please let me know what you think.
Chapter 1: Return to Hogwarts
Harry, Ron and Hermione had just left the Great Hall to go to Gryffindor Tower. They were dawdling about the halls when they heard footsteps come up behind them. They turned to see who it was. When they saw, they let out a sigh of relief.
"Sorry guys, but you need to walk a bit faster. I can't have you out in the halls too late. I'm a new prefect," said the Gryffindor prefect. She was a pretty fifth year girl with long, flowing red hair, even though it was not as vivid as the Weasley's. Her eyes were a penetrating yet familiar blue, even though they could not place where they had seen such eyes before.
"We've seen you around the common room, but we don't know your name. What is your name?" asked Hermione. "And congratulations on making prefect."
"My name is Clarice Black. I know you guys though. I hang out with Fred and George Weasley. They're my best friends. Normally I wouldn't be so strict with you guys about rushing you to the dormitory, but Filch is on a rampage right now and I don't want you three to be blamed for it. Come on. We can walk to the common room together, since you guys don't know the password anyway."
They began to walk towards the seventh floor Gryffindor common room. After a few minutes, Harry and Ron started to talk to Clarice to find out about her.
"You said your last name is Black," said Ron, "are you related to Sirius Black? The Dark Wizard who escaped Azkaban a few weeks ago?"
"Would it matter if I was?" asked Clarice.
"Not at all. I don't think a child should be punished for the action of their parents. Especially when they can't help who their family is," said Hermione.
Harry decided to change the subject.
"So, Clarice, where are Fred and George? I mean, I was just thinking. You said Filch is in a rampage right now and they're not here, so what did they do?" he asked.
"Well, we kinda used Peeves and filled his office with Dungbombs."
"Do you mean to tell me a prefect is involved with such rule- breaking?" asked Hermione in a tone that had both shock and amusement in it.
"Granger, I am a fourteen year old nonetheless. I like to have fun. I just have to be careful about it now."
"You're only fourteen? How are you in your fifth year then?" asked Ron.
By this time they reached the portrait hole and Fred and George ran up the corridor as Clarice gave the password. The six of them went inside where they split up for the night. Harry, Ron and Hermione all had something to think about. They all decided they wanted to find out the truth about their new prefect.
For the next few weeks, classes went smoothly, with the exception, of course, of Hermione's disappearances and Malfoy's taunts. It wasn't until the middle of October when the three of them saw Malfoy and Black together. They were down by the edge of the lake and Harry, Ron and Hermione decided to hide behind some trees to find out what was going on.
"Listen to me Black," said Malfoy, "I know the truth about you. You stay out of my way or the whole school will find out that you really are related to that murderer Sirius Black."
"No you listen to me, Malfoy. I am not afraid of you. Just by my last name most of the school has already assumed I am Black's daughter. You probably believe it as well. The truth is I'm not. I know I'm not Black's daughter. I don't know anything about my family, but I'm not his daughter. Now, if I catch you one more time anywhere near my potions, I'll take you straight to McGonagall. I'm warning you. I am far more dangerous than you think. Now, go away."
Malfoy stormed off in what seemed like a fit. Before Harry, Ron and Hermione could get over what they had seen, they were busted.
"It's not nice to eavesdrop on people you know."
They turned around and saw Clarice. But just a second ago she was in front of them.
"How did you get behind us so quickly?" asked Harry.
"Never mind that," she said, "just don't make it a habit of eavesdropping on me. It makes me angry."
"Clarice, what did you mean when you said that you know you're not Black's daughter but nothing else about your family?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah. And what did you mean when you said you are far more dangerous than Malfoy knows?" asked Ron.
"Never mind that guys. Afternoon classes are about to start. I believe you three belong in Professor Lupin's class after lunch. I would get there if I were you," she replied.
The four of them walked silently back to the castle. It was clear that Clarice did not want to talk about these things with them. When they got into the Entrance Hall Harry, Ron and Hermione went up to Defense Against the Dark Arts and Clarice went into the Charms corridor. When Clarice was out of earshot Harry stopped Ron and Hermione.
"What is it with her? She seems very secretive. Ron do you think you could try to find out anything from Fred and George?" asked Harry.
"I doubt they'd tell me anything, but I can try," said Ron.
Just then the bell ending lunch rang.
"Harry, we need to get to Lupin's class before we're late. We can figure Clarice out later. C'mon," said Hermione dragging the two boys by their robes.
To be continued.
A/N- I will get the next part out as soon as possible. Give me a day.
By: Skye Black
Disclaimer: Most characters in this fanfic are based on J.K. Rowling's characters in the Harry Potter series, not my imagination. However, I ask that the characters I brought into the mix not be stolen from me. It follows mainly Harry's cousin but does show Harry's reaction to what happens.
Note: This fanfic takes place back in Harry's third year. This is my first fanfic ever so please let me know what you think.
Chapter 1: Return to Hogwarts
Harry, Ron and Hermione had just left the Great Hall to go to Gryffindor Tower. They were dawdling about the halls when they heard footsteps come up behind them. They turned to see who it was. When they saw, they let out a sigh of relief.
"Sorry guys, but you need to walk a bit faster. I can't have you out in the halls too late. I'm a new prefect," said the Gryffindor prefect. She was a pretty fifth year girl with long, flowing red hair, even though it was not as vivid as the Weasley's. Her eyes were a penetrating yet familiar blue, even though they could not place where they had seen such eyes before.
"We've seen you around the common room, but we don't know your name. What is your name?" asked Hermione. "And congratulations on making prefect."
"My name is Clarice Black. I know you guys though. I hang out with Fred and George Weasley. They're my best friends. Normally I wouldn't be so strict with you guys about rushing you to the dormitory, but Filch is on a rampage right now and I don't want you three to be blamed for it. Come on. We can walk to the common room together, since you guys don't know the password anyway."
They began to walk towards the seventh floor Gryffindor common room. After a few minutes, Harry and Ron started to talk to Clarice to find out about her.
"You said your last name is Black," said Ron, "are you related to Sirius Black? The Dark Wizard who escaped Azkaban a few weeks ago?"
"Would it matter if I was?" asked Clarice.
"Not at all. I don't think a child should be punished for the action of their parents. Especially when they can't help who their family is," said Hermione.
Harry decided to change the subject.
"So, Clarice, where are Fred and George? I mean, I was just thinking. You said Filch is in a rampage right now and they're not here, so what did they do?" he asked.
"Well, we kinda used Peeves and filled his office with Dungbombs."
"Do you mean to tell me a prefect is involved with such rule- breaking?" asked Hermione in a tone that had both shock and amusement in it.
"Granger, I am a fourteen year old nonetheless. I like to have fun. I just have to be careful about it now."
"You're only fourteen? How are you in your fifth year then?" asked Ron.
By this time they reached the portrait hole and Fred and George ran up the corridor as Clarice gave the password. The six of them went inside where they split up for the night. Harry, Ron and Hermione all had something to think about. They all decided they wanted to find out the truth about their new prefect.
For the next few weeks, classes went smoothly, with the exception, of course, of Hermione's disappearances and Malfoy's taunts. It wasn't until the middle of October when the three of them saw Malfoy and Black together. They were down by the edge of the lake and Harry, Ron and Hermione decided to hide behind some trees to find out what was going on.
"Listen to me Black," said Malfoy, "I know the truth about you. You stay out of my way or the whole school will find out that you really are related to that murderer Sirius Black."
"No you listen to me, Malfoy. I am not afraid of you. Just by my last name most of the school has already assumed I am Black's daughter. You probably believe it as well. The truth is I'm not. I know I'm not Black's daughter. I don't know anything about my family, but I'm not his daughter. Now, if I catch you one more time anywhere near my potions, I'll take you straight to McGonagall. I'm warning you. I am far more dangerous than you think. Now, go away."
Malfoy stormed off in what seemed like a fit. Before Harry, Ron and Hermione could get over what they had seen, they were busted.
"It's not nice to eavesdrop on people you know."
They turned around and saw Clarice. But just a second ago she was in front of them.
"How did you get behind us so quickly?" asked Harry.
"Never mind that," she said, "just don't make it a habit of eavesdropping on me. It makes me angry."
"Clarice, what did you mean when you said that you know you're not Black's daughter but nothing else about your family?" asked Hermione.
"Yeah. And what did you mean when you said you are far more dangerous than Malfoy knows?" asked Ron.
"Never mind that guys. Afternoon classes are about to start. I believe you three belong in Professor Lupin's class after lunch. I would get there if I were you," she replied.
The four of them walked silently back to the castle. It was clear that Clarice did not want to talk about these things with them. When they got into the Entrance Hall Harry, Ron and Hermione went up to Defense Against the Dark Arts and Clarice went into the Charms corridor. When Clarice was out of earshot Harry stopped Ron and Hermione.
"What is it with her? She seems very secretive. Ron do you think you could try to find out anything from Fred and George?" asked Harry.
"I doubt they'd tell me anything, but I can try," said Ron.
Just then the bell ending lunch rang.
"Harry, we need to get to Lupin's class before we're late. We can figure Clarice out later. C'mon," said Hermione dragging the two boys by their robes.
To be continued.
A/N- I will get the next part out as soon as possible. Give me a day.