Daughter of the Dark
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Chapter Three
The next morning, Serena was awoken by the sounds of pounding on her door. It was Snape and he was yelling at her to get moving before her mother got there. Serena cursed but it was no use. She was awake and there was nothing she could do about it.
Serena yawned and stretched as she climbed out of her bed. She then went to her closet, flung the door open and pulled out what she knew would impress her mother. All black. Black boots with a three-inch chunky heel, black jeans, a black three-quarter sleeved shirt with a low cut neck and black work robes with silver clasps. Her long, straight black hair was pulled back in a single braid tied with a black hair tie. She then slipped her wand up her left sleeve and headed downstairs.
Serena blended in quite well with the black interior of the house. But she wasn't trying to blend in. She was trying to impress the mother that she never knew. But if Bellatrix worked for the Dark Lord, then she'd probably be pleased with Serena's appearance. Her face showed no expression, like she'd been taught and she'd already blocked her mind from any attacks. And her wand was not too far out of her reach in case anyone began to toss spells around.
Serena didn't have to wait very long before Snape called her into the parlor room. She entered and saw a heavily lidded woman with a smirk on her face seated in a chair. Serena tried hard to show no interest in the woman but she was curious. And she could tell that the woman was interested in her.
Bellatrix Lestrange had been waiting for her daughter. She had come to see her, the daughter who had been raised by Severus Snape whilst she and her husband had been in Azkaban. She rarely ever saw her daughter but was always pleased with how she acted when she saw her. Her daughter was following her dark heritage like she should. She would be perfect for the plan.
"Mum?" asked Serena.
"Yes, Serena, it's me. You don't remember me do you?"
"No, I don't," lied Serena. She wasn't going to bring her visions up quite yet if she was going to bring them up at all.
"Well that's okay. I know I haven't been around much…"
"Correction. You never were around!" stormed Serena.
"That was never my choice!"
"Sure it was! I know you're lying! You could have at any time been here! You just chose not too!"
"What the hell are you trying to say Serena?"
"You are a liar and never cared shit about me!"
"What?"
"You heard me. I know about my father. I know that he wasn't Rodolphus Lestrange like you've been pretending."
"Then who was he?" asked a smug Bellatrix, leaning back, relaxing.
"The Dark Lord."
"Who told you?"
"Snape."
"That doesn't matter. You wouldn't be staying here much longer."
"What? Why not?" asked Serena, surprised. No more living with the foul creature Snape? That she liked.
"You are to return to school."
"What school? I've been kicked out of every one that I've ever attended! Not that you care!"
"Hogwarts."
Serena let out a laugh. Her attend Hogwarts? Since when would she be attended that muggle loving fool's school?
"You'll be in 6th year. Snape is arranging it all."
"Why the hell am I going there?"
"Snape will explain it all to you in time. Right now I have to leave."
"But mum!"
"I'll see you again some time soon. Much sooner than you think," said Bellatrix as she got up and walked out the door.
"God damn you!" Serena screamed at the door as it shut.
Serena then released her hand that she'd been holding tightly and the energy exploded out in a rush, breaking several things. Not that Serena cared.
Why of all schools in the god damn world did she have to go to Hogwarts? Why would her mother and Snape even want her attending it? They hated everyone there and what the school stood for. Besides, Serena had no desire to attend it.
What the hell was Serena going to do? And on top of all of that, Bellatrix had admitted that the Dark Lord was Serena's father.
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