Note: Alright here is another story I have decided to right as my other one
is probably going to be ending after a few more chapters. This one was
inspired by the family tree from the 5th book and all the people that are
in the order and the marauders etc. It is just on most of the wizards and
witches mentioned in the books and their years at Hogwarts, mainly on
Narcissa. You may think she is out of character but well we don't really
know what her character is and well if others are out of character remember
they are a lot younger and the characters will change later on as they get
older.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, places, objects or spells mentioned that you recognize from J.K Rowling's books. I own the general plot though, but that's all I can claim.
Okay. well here we go. If you read the description and names of people from the order that come and get Harry from the Dursely's in the 5th book than you will recognize them in this story... Please review or I won't right anymore... That would just be sad..
It all began at Hogwarts!!
Chapter 1!
Narcissa Black made her way quickly to the back of the Hogwarts express, where she could finally be free of her dominating older sisters. She managed to find an empty compartment where she sat down and looked out of the window. Her mother and father were standing on the platform; both had dark hair, dark eyes and a look on their face's which told everyone that they were superior, and nothing short of royalty.
After what seemed an age, the whistle sounded and the remaining students on Platform nine and three-quarters quickly bid their families farewell and jumped aboard the train. Narcissa gave one small wave to her parents – although the train was moving so fast that she didn't think they saw – and leant back nervously in the train's comfortable seat.
Narcissa was the third girl in her family to go to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, so she had a lot to live up to. She knew only to well that unless she wanted her family to ignore her for the rest of her life, than she had better be sorted into Slytherin, or at least excel in subjects such as Defense against the Dark Arts, if she happened to be sorted into another. Once she was in her house she would be expected to study hard and gain good marks; all the Blacks were powerful and Narcissa didn't want to be the first weakling in the long line.
She stared out the window, watching the many fields, trees and mountains fly past, she would finally be going to Hogwarts, she would finally be able to become her own person, take a break from her exhausting family and become a powerful witch, her own way.
The door of the compartment slid open, interrupting her thoughts, and in walked a short, sturdy girl, who was around about her age. Her dark brown eyes rested on Narcissa and she smiled weakly.
'Hello! Do you mind if I sit here?' she asked shyly.
'Go ahead,' Narcissa said, holding her head high and signaling the seat opposite her with one small, lightly tanned arm.
The girl moved further into the compartment and slowly over to where Narcissa was, than finally she sat down on the seat opposite. She had a pretty face, with pale skin and rosy cheeks. Her straight, black hair was pulled into a high pony-tail.
'I'm Narcissa Black,' Narcissa said to the black haired girl.
'Heista Jones,' the girl said, slightly more confident now than she had been before. 'Are you as nervous as I am – you know, about the sorting and all that?'
Narcissa didn't know anyone else at Hogwarts, besides her two sisters and slightly older cousin, who would of course be starting this year just like she was. She felt relieved to find out that she wasn't the only one who was worried about her stay at Hogwarts and found herself very eager to make friends.
'Yes,' Narcissa said worriedly, 'I'm hoping I get put into Slytherin, my parents wont be happy if I don't.'
'I'm lucky,' Heista said, nodding at Narcissa sympathetically, 'my parents are both muggles, so they don't mind what house I'm put into.'
Narcissa frowned slightly. This girl was muggle born, a mud-blood, her family didn't take to them too kindly. Narcissa didn't see what was so wrong with them even though her parents had explained to her a thousand times; when she said she didn't understand they always had the same reply, 'You will as you get older.' If her family ever found out that the first friend that she had ever made at Hogwarts was a mud-blood they would have been furious, in fact furious was probably an understatement.
Narcissa didn't mind too much though, she was just grateful to have someone her own age to talk to, someone that wasn't family. They talked about all kinds of things, only stopping to take a bite out of their chocolate frogs – which they had bought from the lady who had brought the trolley of food around.
Finally the Hogwarts express came to a halt at an old looking platform. Narcissa and Heista left the comfort of the train and stepped out into the dark, chilly night air, desperately trying to push their way towards the giant man calling, 'Firs' years this way!'
'Good luck Cissa,' said a flowing, confident voice from right behind her.
Narcissa spun around quickly. Bellatrix Black, her sixteen year old sister stood behind her looking beautiful as always. Who wouldn't with shinning, light brown eyes, long, wavy black hair and a tall, slim figure?
'Thanks,' was all Narcissa managed to say before being pushed along to the long row of boats by all the hurrying, nervous first-years.
'Narcissa over here,' Heista Jones called from one of the boats.
Narcissa quickly made her way over and sat next to her friend in the front of the boat. She turned around and noted that in the back, a stately looking girl with dead straight, brown hair and beady eyes was glancing at the extremely handsome boy that sat beside her – who was looking very agitated and bored.
'Cute isn't he,' Heista whispered in Narcissa's ear, noticing who she was starring at. Narcissa nodded.
The many boats containing the nervous first years drifted along the river gently, following the towering giant in the single boat ahead of them. Now that they were getting closer, Narcissa could see the dark, towering castle that was Hogwarts and a large pang of excitement spread throughout her entire body, allowing a large smile to spread across her face; this is what she had waited for her whole life.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, places, objects or spells mentioned that you recognize from J.K Rowling's books. I own the general plot though, but that's all I can claim.
Okay. well here we go. If you read the description and names of people from the order that come and get Harry from the Dursely's in the 5th book than you will recognize them in this story... Please review or I won't right anymore... That would just be sad..
It all began at Hogwarts!!
Chapter 1!
Narcissa Black made her way quickly to the back of the Hogwarts express, where she could finally be free of her dominating older sisters. She managed to find an empty compartment where she sat down and looked out of the window. Her mother and father were standing on the platform; both had dark hair, dark eyes and a look on their face's which told everyone that they were superior, and nothing short of royalty.
After what seemed an age, the whistle sounded and the remaining students on Platform nine and three-quarters quickly bid their families farewell and jumped aboard the train. Narcissa gave one small wave to her parents – although the train was moving so fast that she didn't think they saw – and leant back nervously in the train's comfortable seat.
Narcissa was the third girl in her family to go to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, so she had a lot to live up to. She knew only to well that unless she wanted her family to ignore her for the rest of her life, than she had better be sorted into Slytherin, or at least excel in subjects such as Defense against the Dark Arts, if she happened to be sorted into another. Once she was in her house she would be expected to study hard and gain good marks; all the Blacks were powerful and Narcissa didn't want to be the first weakling in the long line.
She stared out the window, watching the many fields, trees and mountains fly past, she would finally be going to Hogwarts, she would finally be able to become her own person, take a break from her exhausting family and become a powerful witch, her own way.
The door of the compartment slid open, interrupting her thoughts, and in walked a short, sturdy girl, who was around about her age. Her dark brown eyes rested on Narcissa and she smiled weakly.
'Hello! Do you mind if I sit here?' she asked shyly.
'Go ahead,' Narcissa said, holding her head high and signaling the seat opposite her with one small, lightly tanned arm.
The girl moved further into the compartment and slowly over to where Narcissa was, than finally she sat down on the seat opposite. She had a pretty face, with pale skin and rosy cheeks. Her straight, black hair was pulled into a high pony-tail.
'I'm Narcissa Black,' Narcissa said to the black haired girl.
'Heista Jones,' the girl said, slightly more confident now than she had been before. 'Are you as nervous as I am – you know, about the sorting and all that?'
Narcissa didn't know anyone else at Hogwarts, besides her two sisters and slightly older cousin, who would of course be starting this year just like she was. She felt relieved to find out that she wasn't the only one who was worried about her stay at Hogwarts and found herself very eager to make friends.
'Yes,' Narcissa said worriedly, 'I'm hoping I get put into Slytherin, my parents wont be happy if I don't.'
'I'm lucky,' Heista said, nodding at Narcissa sympathetically, 'my parents are both muggles, so they don't mind what house I'm put into.'
Narcissa frowned slightly. This girl was muggle born, a mud-blood, her family didn't take to them too kindly. Narcissa didn't see what was so wrong with them even though her parents had explained to her a thousand times; when she said she didn't understand they always had the same reply, 'You will as you get older.' If her family ever found out that the first friend that she had ever made at Hogwarts was a mud-blood they would have been furious, in fact furious was probably an understatement.
Narcissa didn't mind too much though, she was just grateful to have someone her own age to talk to, someone that wasn't family. They talked about all kinds of things, only stopping to take a bite out of their chocolate frogs – which they had bought from the lady who had brought the trolley of food around.
Finally the Hogwarts express came to a halt at an old looking platform. Narcissa and Heista left the comfort of the train and stepped out into the dark, chilly night air, desperately trying to push their way towards the giant man calling, 'Firs' years this way!'
'Good luck Cissa,' said a flowing, confident voice from right behind her.
Narcissa spun around quickly. Bellatrix Black, her sixteen year old sister stood behind her looking beautiful as always. Who wouldn't with shinning, light brown eyes, long, wavy black hair and a tall, slim figure?
'Thanks,' was all Narcissa managed to say before being pushed along to the long row of boats by all the hurrying, nervous first-years.
'Narcissa over here,' Heista Jones called from one of the boats.
Narcissa quickly made her way over and sat next to her friend in the front of the boat. She turned around and noted that in the back, a stately looking girl with dead straight, brown hair and beady eyes was glancing at the extremely handsome boy that sat beside her – who was looking very agitated and bored.
'Cute isn't he,' Heista whispered in Narcissa's ear, noticing who she was starring at. Narcissa nodded.
The many boats containing the nervous first years drifted along the river gently, following the towering giant in the single boat ahead of them. Now that they were getting closer, Narcissa could see the dark, towering castle that was Hogwarts and a large pang of excitement spread throughout her entire body, allowing a large smile to spread across her face; this is what she had waited for her whole life.