A Black Story
A note from ME: This story is about two of my made-up characters, but
also about Draco. So keep that in mind...and yes this title is corny
but it was the best I could do this early in the morning.
In a small plain room, there was two lumpy grey martesses,
two thin navy blue moth-eaten blankets, and two blood-stained
grey pillows. Other than that there was a table and a wardrobe. On
one of the beds on the right side of this cold room, a girl lay
sleeping. She had shoulder-lengh black hair, pale skin, and green-grey
eyes although you couldn't see them. She was also very thin. Across the
room was her twin brother that had the same eyes, the same pale skin,
and the same black hair, although his wasn't nearly as long it was
long for a boy. Though hardly long enough to put it in a ponytail or
whatnot. At the end of his bed, though, there was a giant-like black
dog sleeping. The boys name was Danny. Daniel David Black. His twins
name was Raven Anne Black. And they lived in this shabby tailor, in
which they expected was stolen, with there Uncle.
"Now get up you two little...yous."said a very drunk Uncle
Scarface. He was holding a gun, and shot. The bullet went through
the window breaking the glass and Raven woke with a start.
"Were up, Uncle Scarface." she said. She hated him. HATED.
Although he wasn't too fond of them either. But this was the only
home they had since there parents died. With that their uncle slumped
out of the room. Well, moreover, fell out. Drunk people tend to do that
you may know. Raven looked over at Danny who was wide awake as she was.
"How long till we go back to Hogwarts?" Danny asked. Hopeing,
no, praying it was soon. Living with there uncle was horrible. They
did the work: washed their clothes, in the sink or a creek as Uncle
Scarface didn't have a washer; bought and prepared their own food,
well sometimes they had to steal the food as their uncle didn't
give them enough money to buy a pack of gum; and clean up after their
uncle had gatherings. They didn't want him to be arrested for having
illegal drugs in the house. At least Scarface knew that they were a
witch and wizard and let them go to Kings Cross to get to school. What
if they foster family wouldn't let them? What if they made them get
rid of Mors, the black dog, or Zeppelin, the black owl?
"We leave tomorrow!" replied Raven happily. Zeppelin hooted
in his cage and Mors gave a faithful 'woof' and Danny smiled widely.
"So we better get ready." said Raven pulling out her old trunk that
was under the table. Danny did the same. Danny's trunk had belonged to
their father, Scarface's brother, David Black. Raven's had come from
a second-hand store in Diagon Alley. There mother was a muggle. A very
beautiful one named Anne Lock. She fell in love with David and they
married. Her rich family disowned her when she did. David was, well,
vampire-ish. He wasn't of course! He just looked like Dracula from
the old horror movie. Not to forget he was poor, shabby, and "had
no respect for women, whatsoever." Thats what Mrs. Lock had said
about David, for his mother had died giving birth to him and he had no
sister or female cousin. He did have one cousin though, Sirius Black.
That's how he and his wife died. Aurors thought that they had hidden
Sirius in their house and wanted to check it. They killed David and
Anne when Raven and Danny were only three. They thought that David and
Anne were Death Eaters as well. After they killed them, they knew they
had been wrong. So they told the Minister that they were putting up
a fight and when they tried to calm them down, they tried to kill
the officers, but the spell back-fired. Leaving Raven and Danny to
live with Uncle Peter 'Scarface' Black.
"Yea I suppose so." said Danny. Not that they had much to pack.
Two racing brooms, two blankets, two pillows, and each of their pets.
"We need to go to Diagon Alley, too! Shit I forgot, we need our new
spellbooks and stuff!" He pulled out some Floo Pouder. "Here, you go
first. Take the lists." Raven went shouting 'Diagon Alley' and whizzing
away. Then Danny followed suit.
"Come on, Dan-the-Man! We gotta get to Gringotts!" Raven said.
Their father and father's friends and family left them some money in
vault number 666, their vault. They got some money, there was a nice
amount for two sixteen-year-olds. Then, they bought their spellbooks,
quills, parchment, and ink. They also restocked up on potion
supplies. Then they stopped to get some lunch and returned to the
shabby little trailor park. (yes, sorry, but this trailor does have
a fireplace....if you could call that a fireplace, personally I think
it's more of a confused toilet) They reminded there uncle about
Kings Cross and went to bed early.
"Wake up you two little pains in the ass!" shouted a most
tired, cranky Uncle Scarface. Raven and Danny didn't need telling
twice. They poped up and put there clothes on. Then they were off.
A note from ME: This story is about two of my made-up characters, but
also about Draco. So keep that in mind...and yes this title is corny
but it was the best I could do this early in the morning.
In a small plain room, there was two lumpy grey martesses,
two thin navy blue moth-eaten blankets, and two blood-stained
grey pillows. Other than that there was a table and a wardrobe. On
one of the beds on the right side of this cold room, a girl lay
sleeping. She had shoulder-lengh black hair, pale skin, and green-grey
eyes although you couldn't see them. She was also very thin. Across the
room was her twin brother that had the same eyes, the same pale skin,
and the same black hair, although his wasn't nearly as long it was
long for a boy. Though hardly long enough to put it in a ponytail or
whatnot. At the end of his bed, though, there was a giant-like black
dog sleeping. The boys name was Danny. Daniel David Black. His twins
name was Raven Anne Black. And they lived in this shabby tailor, in
which they expected was stolen, with there Uncle.
"Now get up you two little...yous."said a very drunk Uncle
Scarface. He was holding a gun, and shot. The bullet went through
the window breaking the glass and Raven woke with a start.
"Were up, Uncle Scarface." she said. She hated him. HATED.
Although he wasn't too fond of them either. But this was the only
home they had since there parents died. With that their uncle slumped
out of the room. Well, moreover, fell out. Drunk people tend to do that
you may know. Raven looked over at Danny who was wide awake as she was.
"How long till we go back to Hogwarts?" Danny asked. Hopeing,
no, praying it was soon. Living with there uncle was horrible. They
did the work: washed their clothes, in the sink or a creek as Uncle
Scarface didn't have a washer; bought and prepared their own food,
well sometimes they had to steal the food as their uncle didn't
give them enough money to buy a pack of gum; and clean up after their
uncle had gatherings. They didn't want him to be arrested for having
illegal drugs in the house. At least Scarface knew that they were a
witch and wizard and let them go to Kings Cross to get to school. What
if they foster family wouldn't let them? What if they made them get
rid of Mors, the black dog, or Zeppelin, the black owl?
"We leave tomorrow!" replied Raven happily. Zeppelin hooted
in his cage and Mors gave a faithful 'woof' and Danny smiled widely.
"So we better get ready." said Raven pulling out her old trunk that
was under the table. Danny did the same. Danny's trunk had belonged to
their father, Scarface's brother, David Black. Raven's had come from
a second-hand store in Diagon Alley. There mother was a muggle. A very
beautiful one named Anne Lock. She fell in love with David and they
married. Her rich family disowned her when she did. David was, well,
vampire-ish. He wasn't of course! He just looked like Dracula from
the old horror movie. Not to forget he was poor, shabby, and "had
no respect for women, whatsoever." Thats what Mrs. Lock had said
about David, for his mother had died giving birth to him and he had no
sister or female cousin. He did have one cousin though, Sirius Black.
That's how he and his wife died. Aurors thought that they had hidden
Sirius in their house and wanted to check it. They killed David and
Anne when Raven and Danny were only three. They thought that David and
Anne were Death Eaters as well. After they killed them, they knew they
had been wrong. So they told the Minister that they were putting up
a fight and when they tried to calm them down, they tried to kill
the officers, but the spell back-fired. Leaving Raven and Danny to
live with Uncle Peter 'Scarface' Black.
"Yea I suppose so." said Danny. Not that they had much to pack.
Two racing brooms, two blankets, two pillows, and each of their pets.
"We need to go to Diagon Alley, too! Shit I forgot, we need our new
spellbooks and stuff!" He pulled out some Floo Pouder. "Here, you go
first. Take the lists." Raven went shouting 'Diagon Alley' and whizzing
away. Then Danny followed suit.
"Come on, Dan-the-Man! We gotta get to Gringotts!" Raven said.
Their father and father's friends and family left them some money in
vault number 666, their vault. They got some money, there was a nice
amount for two sixteen-year-olds. Then, they bought their spellbooks,
quills, parchment, and ink. They also restocked up on potion
supplies. Then they stopped to get some lunch and returned to the
shabby little trailor park. (yes, sorry, but this trailor does have
a fireplace....if you could call that a fireplace, personally I think
it's more of a confused toilet) They reminded there uncle about
Kings Cross and went to bed early.
"Wake up you two little pains in the ass!" shouted a most
tired, cranky Uncle Scarface. Raven and Danny didn't need telling
twice. They poped up and put there clothes on. Then they were off.