Lost Hope
Disclaimer: I d not own these characters. I made up Silia. The rest are to the wonderful author J.K Rowling.
On a dark, cool, night Silia Black, a young girl with black hair, blue eyes, a clear face, skinny, and beautiful beyond belief, was standing outside in the cold rain. There were tons of witches and wizards from the Ministry Of Magic outside with her. She wouldn't let any of them comfort her, she wanted to be alone. Dementors swooped around, happiness was sucked out of Silia, just like that. Her older brother Sirius was being bound in chains and ropes and being hauled away into a truck. Regulas the youngest child out of the three stood up next to Silia. He looked very upset. Silia was crying so hard you could tell, even in the pelting rain. "Don't let them take me away! I am innocent! Regulas, Silia, HELP ME!" shouted Sirius. Regulas just stood there. Mrs and Mr.Black were being restrained by some workers from the Ministry, they were trying to help their son. Regulas leaped forward to help Sirius. Regulas was fast, but not fast enough. Ministry workers shot stunning spells everywhere. They all missed Regulas, but a worker did manage to restrain Regulas just like his parents. "Silia, please help me! Mom, dad, HELP!" Sirius was shouting so loud that you could hear him over the thunder. Silia was always a fast runner. She thought she shouldn't do it, but her love for Sirius overcame her. She knew Sirius was innocent, he fled home after Peter Pettigrew tricked him. He told Silia, Regulas, and his parents all about it. It seemed only Mrs.Black didn't believe him. She still loved him, so she was putting all her effort to save him. Before you knew it Silia was dashing toward Sirius, blocking stunning spells, not listening to the workers screaming at her to stop. She didn't care how she felt when the dementors surrounded her. She had to save her dear, loving brother, Sirius. She grabbed Sirius' bindings at tried ripping them apart. She got only a few out before someone grabbed her. The mysterious person pulled her arms behind her back and pulled her arms back, trying to force her away. Silia was in great pain, but she kicked behind her and heard someone gasp in pain. She didn't kick too hard so he should be ok. Silia ran back to Sirius. "I love you big brother and I won't let them take you!" Silia protested. Sirius looked down at her, pride in his face. Silia started to untie Sirius when another Ministry worker grabbed her. Then another, and another. She couldn't get out of their grasp. The last thing she felt of Sirius was his cheek. She kissed him on the cheek and then was pulled back and thrown on the floor. Then the horror. Silia saw in front of her, Barty Crouch. He looked exhausted and just turned up at the scene. Many workers ran over to him and asked where they should take him. "Straight to Azkaban, without a trial." he told. Silia lunged forward and tried to beg Barty Crouch into letting Sirius have a trial. He ignored her and walked away. Sirius then was forced into a truck and the trucks engine started and headed off to Azkaban, the worst and most secure prison in the world. The workers then all left leaving the rest of the Black family there at their house to mourn. Silia was so exhausted that she just collapsed right there into the blackness.
A/N- This is my second fan fiction. I hope you enjoy it! I could have written more for the first chapter, but I felt that was a good place to stop. Please REVIEW! Reviews always encourage the authors. I will be updating either today or tomorrow! Please keep checking back with my story!
Disclaimer: I d not own these characters. I made up Silia. The rest are to the wonderful author J.K Rowling.
On a dark, cool, night Silia Black, a young girl with black hair, blue eyes, a clear face, skinny, and beautiful beyond belief, was standing outside in the cold rain. There were tons of witches and wizards from the Ministry Of Magic outside with her. She wouldn't let any of them comfort her, she wanted to be alone. Dementors swooped around, happiness was sucked out of Silia, just like that. Her older brother Sirius was being bound in chains and ropes and being hauled away into a truck. Regulas the youngest child out of the three stood up next to Silia. He looked very upset. Silia was crying so hard you could tell, even in the pelting rain. "Don't let them take me away! I am innocent! Regulas, Silia, HELP ME!" shouted Sirius. Regulas just stood there. Mrs and Mr.Black were being restrained by some workers from the Ministry, they were trying to help their son. Regulas leaped forward to help Sirius. Regulas was fast, but not fast enough. Ministry workers shot stunning spells everywhere. They all missed Regulas, but a worker did manage to restrain Regulas just like his parents. "Silia, please help me! Mom, dad, HELP!" Sirius was shouting so loud that you could hear him over the thunder. Silia was always a fast runner. She thought she shouldn't do it, but her love for Sirius overcame her. She knew Sirius was innocent, he fled home after Peter Pettigrew tricked him. He told Silia, Regulas, and his parents all about it. It seemed only Mrs.Black didn't believe him. She still loved him, so she was putting all her effort to save him. Before you knew it Silia was dashing toward Sirius, blocking stunning spells, not listening to the workers screaming at her to stop. She didn't care how she felt when the dementors surrounded her. She had to save her dear, loving brother, Sirius. She grabbed Sirius' bindings at tried ripping them apart. She got only a few out before someone grabbed her. The mysterious person pulled her arms behind her back and pulled her arms back, trying to force her away. Silia was in great pain, but she kicked behind her and heard someone gasp in pain. She didn't kick too hard so he should be ok. Silia ran back to Sirius. "I love you big brother and I won't let them take you!" Silia protested. Sirius looked down at her, pride in his face. Silia started to untie Sirius when another Ministry worker grabbed her. Then another, and another. She couldn't get out of their grasp. The last thing she felt of Sirius was his cheek. She kissed him on the cheek and then was pulled back and thrown on the floor. Then the horror. Silia saw in front of her, Barty Crouch. He looked exhausted and just turned up at the scene. Many workers ran over to him and asked where they should take him. "Straight to Azkaban, without a trial." he told. Silia lunged forward and tried to beg Barty Crouch into letting Sirius have a trial. He ignored her and walked away. Sirius then was forced into a truck and the trucks engine started and headed off to Azkaban, the worst and most secure prison in the world. The workers then all left leaving the rest of the Black family there at their house to mourn. Silia was so exhausted that she just collapsed right there into the blackness.
A/N- This is my second fan fiction. I hope you enjoy it! I could have written more for the first chapter, but I felt that was a good place to stop. Please REVIEW! Reviews always encourage the authors. I will be updating either today or tomorrow! Please keep checking back with my story!
