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Meet the Black Sisters
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Prologue
"Traitor," hissed a Slytherin seventh year as he passed the Gryfinndor table. A young girl with luscious black hair twirled her head and met the boy's gaze. He gave her a give-me-your-best-shot smile. Her eyes narrowed to little slits.
"What do you mean by that?" she viciously snarled losing any sound that would define her voice as human. The boy pulled back a little, staring at her in horror.
"Well?" The girl jumped off her bench and set her feet firmly on the stone, she only reached to his chin. This little feat reassured the guy that he was still dealing with a little girl. Once again he became cocky and leaned forward.
Lifting up a lock of her raven hair he began to wind it around his finger. "I was just saying love that a young Slytherin lass such as yourself shouldn't be hanging with the Gryffindors. What's the point of dealing with them when you could accompany me during lunch?"
She pulled back just as he tightened his hold on her hair. The chunk entwined on his finger was partly ripped out. Flecks of blood splattered onto his jeans.
"You little-" The boy reached to grab her shoulder but the only thing he met was a foot in his gut. He collapsed on the floor howling in pain her hair still in his hand. Reaching down she picked it up without any thought shoved it in her pocket.
"I'll hang out with whomever I want," she looked back at her friends staring at her with admiration. With one more disgusted look at the boy she straightened out her robe and sat back down.
Meet Andromeda Black
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"What? Why Lucius I'd love to dance." A girl in her mid-teens with sweeping blonde hair held out her hand to some invisible courtier. Humming a soft melodious tune she began to twirl around her dormitory being led by a non-existent partner. Her robes flared out from her body as she spun swiftly on the tips of her toes.
She laughed happily as she fell into a dip, perfectly executed as if there really was another person holding her. With great effort she hauled herself up using "Lucius" as something to hold on to. After one more go around the room she pulled away and provocatively curtsied
"Oh Lucius this is the greatest night of my life, but you know what would make it better?" She looked up and stared passionately at the air in front of her. Apparently the answer to her question was made as an invisible hand tipped back her head and softly caressed her lips with his. With a light moan she struggled a little but quickly gave up.
"Lucius," she giggled, "What about the Professor, won't she be mad if she finds out? Don't give me that look you know boys are strictly forbidden from the girls' dormitories. What? No I've never done IT before. Lucius no!"
The girl shrieked as she fell onto the bed. Wildly she pulled "Lucius" onto the bed and got on top of him. "I love you," she whispered unbuttoning her blouse.
Meet Narcissa Black
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"Generally the grades on the test were decent, though some," the Potions Master looked meaningfully at some, "were atrocious and I will require those people to write a 10 page essay on the helpfulness of the Restorative potion."
Several kids groaned as they stared at either Ones or Zeroes glaring up at them from their parchment. Actually the only kid to not complain about a bad mark was a young woman with a regal pale face and dark curly hair. She simply stared down at the red One and smiled mischievously.
After the bell rang and the students vacated the dungeon classroom the girl sauntered up to the teacher's desk and set the test down on it.
Professor Allan looked up from his book and seeing whom it was smiled a little.
"I thought I'd be seeing you," he laughed to himself.
"Good, so then you already know why I'm here?" she provocatively hooked a finger into her skirt, pulling it down a bit to reveal a small strip of ivory skin. Allan stared for a second before turning away slightly blushing.
"I'm sorry but there is no way that I can raise your grade. The only way I can do that is by you doing the essay."
The girl made a show of sitting on his desk, and her short skirt riding up her thigh. "Please," she moaned cutely, "This is the first test I've ever failed can't you make an exception?" She leaned forward over the desk and planted a soft kiss on the teacher's lips.
Allan stood up immediately and backed away from his desk. "I said I'm sorry, now will you please leave?" His face was burning red. Whether it was from embarrassment or anger the girl couldn't tell.
She stood up and glared madly at the teacher. Pulling out her wand she screamed a curse. A jet of violet light shot from the tip and slammed into Allan's groins. He screamed and covered himself in case of more attacks.
"I can make it a lot more painful Professor," she snarled raising her wand.
"Congratulations on the perfect test score," he whined, tears streaming down his voice. It looked as if the pain hadn't subsided yet.
"Thanks," she said brightly as he scribbled down a four in his grade book. With a flick of her wand she edited his memory and skipped happily out of the classroom.
Meet Bellatrix Black
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A/N: Thanks for reading, a bit odd I know but I like it. This chapter was to set up characters since we really know nothing about them. Well till next time good day.
Disclaimer: None of the Characters belong to me, they all belong to J. K. Rowling.
Meet the Black Sisters
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Prologue
"Traitor," hissed a Slytherin seventh year as he passed the Gryfinndor table. A young girl with luscious black hair twirled her head and met the boy's gaze. He gave her a give-me-your-best-shot smile. Her eyes narrowed to little slits.
"What do you mean by that?" she viciously snarled losing any sound that would define her voice as human. The boy pulled back a little, staring at her in horror.
"Well?" The girl jumped off her bench and set her feet firmly on the stone, she only reached to his chin. This little feat reassured the guy that he was still dealing with a little girl. Once again he became cocky and leaned forward.
Lifting up a lock of her raven hair he began to wind it around his finger. "I was just saying love that a young Slytherin lass such as yourself shouldn't be hanging with the Gryffindors. What's the point of dealing with them when you could accompany me during lunch?"
She pulled back just as he tightened his hold on her hair. The chunk entwined on his finger was partly ripped out. Flecks of blood splattered onto his jeans.
"You little-" The boy reached to grab her shoulder but the only thing he met was a foot in his gut. He collapsed on the floor howling in pain her hair still in his hand. Reaching down she picked it up without any thought shoved it in her pocket.
"I'll hang out with whomever I want," she looked back at her friends staring at her with admiration. With one more disgusted look at the boy she straightened out her robe and sat back down.
Meet Andromeda Black
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"What? Why Lucius I'd love to dance." A girl in her mid-teens with sweeping blonde hair held out her hand to some invisible courtier. Humming a soft melodious tune she began to twirl around her dormitory being led by a non-existent partner. Her robes flared out from her body as she spun swiftly on the tips of her toes.
She laughed happily as she fell into a dip, perfectly executed as if there really was another person holding her. With great effort she hauled herself up using "Lucius" as something to hold on to. After one more go around the room she pulled away and provocatively curtsied
"Oh Lucius this is the greatest night of my life, but you know what would make it better?" She looked up and stared passionately at the air in front of her. Apparently the answer to her question was made as an invisible hand tipped back her head and softly caressed her lips with his. With a light moan she struggled a little but quickly gave up.
"Lucius," she giggled, "What about the Professor, won't she be mad if she finds out? Don't give me that look you know boys are strictly forbidden from the girls' dormitories. What? No I've never done IT before. Lucius no!"
The girl shrieked as she fell onto the bed. Wildly she pulled "Lucius" onto the bed and got on top of him. "I love you," she whispered unbuttoning her blouse.
Meet Narcissa Black
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"Generally the grades on the test were decent, though some," the Potions Master looked meaningfully at some, "were atrocious and I will require those people to write a 10 page essay on the helpfulness of the Restorative potion."
Several kids groaned as they stared at either Ones or Zeroes glaring up at them from their parchment. Actually the only kid to not complain about a bad mark was a young woman with a regal pale face and dark curly hair. She simply stared down at the red One and smiled mischievously.
After the bell rang and the students vacated the dungeon classroom the girl sauntered up to the teacher's desk and set the test down on it.
Professor Allan looked up from his book and seeing whom it was smiled a little.
"I thought I'd be seeing you," he laughed to himself.
"Good, so then you already know why I'm here?" she provocatively hooked a finger into her skirt, pulling it down a bit to reveal a small strip of ivory skin. Allan stared for a second before turning away slightly blushing.
"I'm sorry but there is no way that I can raise your grade. The only way I can do that is by you doing the essay."
The girl made a show of sitting on his desk, and her short skirt riding up her thigh. "Please," she moaned cutely, "This is the first test I've ever failed can't you make an exception?" She leaned forward over the desk and planted a soft kiss on the teacher's lips.
Allan stood up immediately and backed away from his desk. "I said I'm sorry, now will you please leave?" His face was burning red. Whether it was from embarrassment or anger the girl couldn't tell.
She stood up and glared madly at the teacher. Pulling out her wand she screamed a curse. A jet of violet light shot from the tip and slammed into Allan's groins. He screamed and covered himself in case of more attacks.
"I can make it a lot more painful Professor," she snarled raising her wand.
"Congratulations on the perfect test score," he whined, tears streaming down his voice. It looked as if the pain hadn't subsided yet.
"Thanks," she said brightly as he scribbled down a four in his grade book. With a flick of her wand she edited his memory and skipped happily out of the classroom.
Meet Bellatrix Black
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A/N: Thanks for reading, a bit odd I know but I like it. This chapter was to set up characters since we really know nothing about them. Well till next time good day.
Disclaimer: None of the Characters belong to me, they all belong to J. K. Rowling.
