Through the eyes of a half/breed
A.N: I do not own Harry Potter, as much as I wish it I do not, sob.
Chapter 1: Boredom & the news the solves it
Cyrus Black sat bored stiff in her living room couch, beside her Mother,
Perrin Black. They were supposedly awaiting the arrival of one of her mom's old
class mates. From Hogwarts, she thought, what kind of name is Hogwarts? She
could barely contain her snort of amusement. Hogwarts! What kind of self
respecting witch or wizard would name their school after a pig's zits? She let out
a small laugh. She went to The Salem Institute for Witch Craft & Wizardry,
which oddly enough, was no-where near Salem, Massachutes. It was instead
located in the thickforests of Washington. Located several miles away for the all
wizard town of, oddly enough, Salem. You see after the first attempt at a
wizard-ing civilization In Massachutes. The schools founders had packed up and
moved out hear, in the middle of a Forest that was come to known as "The
Forbidden Forest", creative no? Mom says that Hogwarts has a Forbidden Forest
too, though it's much wilder than ours. Sigh, it's now 12:00 clock, and the guy is
still not hear, his name's Remus Lupin I think. Though I was reading when she
told me, which means I wasn't paying attention in the least bit. I looked
towards the fire place again, awaiting the familiar roar of the emerald green
flames. As much as I tried to not look it, I was dieing of curiosity. The meeting
was apparently about my father, who I at the age of 15, has never met. My mom
never talks about him, if I ever mention him though; she gets all weepy and sad.
I think he may have died; all I know about him was that his name was Sirius
Black. And that she had meant him when her parents had moved her and her
brothers to England in the beginning of her 6th year. Apparently this Lupin
character was best friends with him and my mom. The clock then chimed 12:15.
I groaned and slammed my head on to the back of the couch. I vaguely
remembered what my mom told me about Remus. She said he was a quite,
studious type, with pale hazel eyes, and auburn hair. She also said he was a
werewolf. This didn't surprise or bother me at all, considering my family's blood
line. My mother's side of the family was known for falling in love with "dark"
creatures such as vampires and werewolf's. This resulting in us all being half-
breeds, well I'm a half breed. My mom's close to being a full on vampire, she
had all the characteristics down. The pale skin, sharp eye teeth, luminous sky
blue eyes, and long black hair. I looked nearly exactly like her, average height,
slim, but the only difference was my bright silver eyes, which I was told came
from my father. My family also had another very prominent trait, un-believable
stubbornness, and a humongous temper to boot. Being half vampire definitely
had its kicks, I could turn in too my "shadow" form at will. This form is how the
vampires in all of those stupid muggle films could sneak up behind their victim
un-noticed. My Mom can transform into a black wolf at will. That's one of the
things that bug me the most about muggles, they have created the delusion that
vampires turn in to bats. They all should realize that a "dark" creature like a
vampire would transform in to a predator. She a has the power of Empathy,
which basically means she can feel what other people are feeling, also mom can
hypnotize someone if she holds eye contact, but any vampire can do that. You
see every one in my family (mother's side) has a special gift or gifts. Mine has
yet to be discovered, sigh . It's not very fair most of my family has found their
gifts by 15, well I m going to be turning 16 in 2 weeks! My mom's older brother,
Joseph, can read minds, lucky. And his twin daughters (my age) Aubrey & Haze
have had their powers since they were 12! Aubrey has teleportation powers, she's
incredibly lucky, though there is a faint smell of brimstone and a small cloud of
smoke when she ports. Haze has invisibility; it's fascinating to watch her do it.
You see she can accomplish this by spreading apart her molecules till you can
no longer see her. But, no of course I m the left behind, growl . Mom tries to tell
me that since my gift hasn't arrived yet, it means they are going to be extremely
powerful, but I think she's just trying to make me feel better. I looked toward
the clock again; it's now 12:45. I groan out loud this time and my mom looks
over at me and smiles. But I don't need empathy to tell that she's nervous.
"When in the world is he going to get here!" I yelled out in frustration.
"Any time now Cyrus." My mom answers back, in that soothing voice only a mom can have.
And speak of the devil, the fire places burst forth with emerald green flames and a man stepped through.
"Remus!" My mom exclaims and dashes from the couch and wraps Remus in a hug.
"Perrin, it's been to long." The man has a tired sound to his voice, and he looks like he's seen to many hardships in life to count.
"So Remus, what is it that you needed to discus with me? Is it about Sirius? Have you proved his innocence? Did you catch Pettigrew? Please tell me that filthy little rat got what he disserves." My mom says all of this is all in one breath and in an exited tone. But, hey! Wait a minute who's Pettigrew and why's my dad in Azkaban? We both eagerly await Lupin's answer. Suddenly, Remus's look of joy at seeing my mother was replaced by a half solemn, half pitying look.
"Remus, what is it?" my mom says curiously.
"Perrin, I m so sorry, but, but." Remus is now on the verge of breaking down, I can see tears forming in his eyes.
"Remus." My mom whispers, dread apparent on her face.
"Perrin, Sirius, is dead, his cousin Beltrix, she got him, sent him through the veil in the department of mysteries 3 weeks ago.