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Ebony

Chapter One

"Ebony! Come on! Our jet's ready to go."

"Okay! I'm coming!"

Ebon could be described by many words if you took the time to talk and get to know her. But to most of her many fans (usually the boys), she was described in simpler terms as "hot" and "gorgeous" and "beautiful." And with her long raven black hair that reached to her bottom and cutting blood red eyes to go with her pretty face who wouldn't think that. She usually dressed punk because she thought the look rocked. That day she was wearing a white V neck shirt with black strips on the edges, a black mini skirt with black lace on the bottom, and black shoes that had tied strapped to the middle of her calves. She had two diamond studs in her ear and two loops pierced in the upper cartilage in her right ear.

Right then she had been writing a new song in her journal. Her most wonderful journal where she wrote all her feelings in song form and usually they became hits. She closed it and put it in her duffel bag that she carried with her on the plane. She walked up to her on the plane. She walked up to her guardian, Katsui, and together they walked up to Ebony's personal jet. Since Ebony was only fifteen, she had to have a guardian with her while she was on tour around the world. As they settled onto the jet, she mumbled to herself, "Next stop: England." and sighed. Katsui chuckled at her expense and took a magazine from his backpack to read for the trip. That's when the pilot's voice came through the intercom.

"We are about to take off from Paris, France so make sure to buckle your seat belts."

Ebony and Katsui buckled their seat belts and braced themselves for take off.

And they took off. Ebony decided to follow Katsui's example and took a book from her bag to read. After about thirty minutes, she got bored with that and decided to go take a nap. That's when it hit her like a fist. 'I couldn't have forgotten it…Could I?' She picked up her bag and zipped it open in a hurry. She searched and searched in a frantic while Katsui looked at her from above his magazine. "Is something wrong, Ebony?" Ebony didn't answer n frantic search. All of sudden she shouted "AH HAH!" and ripped out a blanket; a blue blanket. She put the blanket to her chest and let out a relieved sigh. "I thought I had left you at the hotel. I'm glad I didn't though."

Katsui rolled his eyes and went back to his magazine. "You still that old thing. For god's sake. It's a frickin' baby blanket, Ebony. And how old are you now?"

Ebony looked at him, offended. "15 in two weeks! And it's not just a baby blanket!"

Katsui rolled his eyes once again. "Whatever."

Ebony glared at him before turning back to her blanket. She was right. It wasn't just a normal blanket. She had had it since she was baby and it was one of the only things she had to remember her mother by. One of the only things to remind her that her mother wasn't just a dream; that her kindness and beauty were real. Ebony didn't know much about her mother's past except for the stories she told her when she was a child. Her mother died when she was eight from sickness and she had no one left to take care of her. She knew practically nothing about her father. Her mother never talked much about him much except for the fact that he was a "very bad man." Her mother told her that many people wanted her hurt because of what her father had done, if that made any sense. To her it made none. She was not her father so why did she have to take responsibility for his actions. He mother told her how all of friends except for one had all betrayed her because they wanted Ebony hurt so much. The only person who stood by her was godfather, Severus. He helped them to safety. Even though she never met him, she had this picture of someone who wasn't like everyone; someone who had inner strength as well outer strength. But sometimes she had her doubts. Maybe she was wrong and he was just a bum. Maybe she would know and maybe she wouldn't. She just didn't feel like breaking that mold that she had in her mind.

When her mother died she had to live in an orphanage. That she couldn't live with. She ran away after a year when she was ten. She realized that life was much harder on the streets than in the orphanage but she was able to make it for two years in that hell. Then one day she saw a flyer for a talent show with free admission. The prize was five hundred dollars in cash. She just couldn't refuse and she had nothing to lose. She won and with her luck she ran into a man that happened to be an agent who was looking for fresh talent. He gave her an offer she couldn't refuse. She decided to work with him. And in one year she became one of the biggest hits in her generation. To her it seemed it was like something that came straight out of fairy tale, but she wasn't complaining. She still couldn't believe that she got so big in such a small amount of time. She was getting a lot of money to take care of her self and sometimes she gave it to charity. At first she felt really uncomfortable with all of her fame, but she soon got used to it without become big-headed in the process. She lived in a secluded mansion in United States where only a chosen few knew about to keep her away from the press and fans.

A sudden yawn shook her out of her thoughts. 'Might as well go to sleep before we get there. It's going be a long night before we're settled in our hotel.' And with that she closed her closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

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This was a very important Order of the Phoenix meeting for Severus today he was going to find if his long lost goddaughter was really alive or not. He knew that it was slim chance that she was alive and that he shouldn't get his hopes up, but he couldn't help. He tried not to let his excitement show as the rest of the Order was getting settled. He noticed as Weasleys walked in that Arthur Weasley had a briefcase, probably holding all the information he could get on this Ebony. Finally the meeting was beginning and, of course, the Ebony case came up first.

Arthur coughed, stood up and opened his briefcase. "Now I never saw the baby so you'll have to tell me if this is her." He took out a rolled up poster and went to a wall. He unrolled and stuck it to the wall.

There were several gasps and it took everything Severus had not widened his eyes to nothing more than a few centimeters. He knew in less than a second.

'That's her.'

She looked like an exact replica of Izayoi. She was almost as beautiful. She had the same piercing red eyes that he saw in her infancy. And she had Izayoi endearing smile and shining black hair. What she was wearing was rather peculiar though. She had two studs in each ear in her ears. She wore a bright red shirt that brought out her eyes and reached past her hips. She wore a plain black mini skirt with lace at the end and sneakers also a bright red. She wore heart shaped necklace. Her hair was left at her black. Her face was decorated with the smallest amount of blush and simple pink gloss on her lips. She looked smaller than he expected at fourteen, but decided to ignored it.

Severus was about to identify her as the Ebony, but Black beat him to it.

"That's her! That's the Spawn of Voldemort! I say that we force her to come here and speak with us!" Black stood up in his ignorant rage.

Severus was outraged but didn't let it show and just Dumbledore handle it while he just stared at the picture of his goddaughter.

"Now Sirius, none of that. I'm sure that if we ask nicely, Ms. Riddle would be happy to speak with us. Maybe we could get into Hogwarts if she would allow it."

Black was almost speechless at the suggestion. Almost. "Dumbledore! You're not actually thinking that we should just accept her and let her into a school of innocent children!? Who knows what she could do to them! She could seriously hurt them!"

That's when Severus decided to step in. "Honestly Black, sit down. You're giving us all a headache. We're not even sure what she's capable of to see her as a threat. She could probably be as weak as any fourteen year-old her age." That was a lie on his part. If Ebony was anything like her parents, she was bound to be a very powerful witch with knowledge way beyond her years. Her mother wasn't put in Ravenclaw, house of the intelligent, for nothing. And the same goes for her father, who is the most powerful wizard in history.

Black glared bloody-hell at him before saying, "Stuff it, Snivellus! You're only standing up for her because you are his godfather. As if that's something to me proud of! She's Voldemort's daughter for god's sake! Of course she's a threat!"

"Oh please Black. Obviously she's going to be smarter than you so immediately find her as a threat."

"What was that Snape!"

"You're not deaf!"

"Boys! Sit down this instant. We will have time for discussion after Arthur is done with all the information he has to share. Arthur?" Dumbledore looked at Arthur expectantly. After Black sat back down, Arthur took out a few papers. "I asked Ginny to tell me a little about Ebony and she was more than eager to do so."

After shifting through his papers, he began to read them. "She's fourteen, or course. She turns 15 on July 12. Her style of music punk/pop, not sure what that means. Her favorite color's red. Her favorite style of dress is punk, whatever that is. Her most prized possession is a butterfly barrette and a blue baby blanket. She writes what she feels in her songs mostly. Her hobbies are sword fighting, martial arts, dancing, painting, singing, shopping, and skateboarding. Her wand is cherry wood, phoenix feather, 12 inches. She chooses to not reveal her last name (for obvious reasons). She has given money to many charities since she became a professional singer when she was twelve. And her middle name Morra. That's all I could get from her."

"Anything else besides that?" Dumbledore asked.

"Well I have a song that Ginny gave me. Should we listen to it?"

There was a second before there were nods all around. "Maybe we should. As they always say: Music is the door to the soul." Dumbledore said.

Arthur took out a card out of his briefcase that was a bright pink. There was magic radio in the room so he went to it and put the card through a slit in it. "I believe Ginny called the song 'Take Me Away'." Immediately the radio started to play. It was a rock song, if Severus knew his music right.

"I was waiting all my life to know you
All about you
And now I'm staring in your eyes ocean blue,
I'm all about you
And in our minds it comes so easily
But there's a feeling coming over me
I wanna show you but there's no way we can really be free
Everybody's watching
Wouldn't it be good if we could be together

Take me away
Take me far away from here
I will run with you
Don't be afraid
Navigate and I will steer into the sun
We will Run

I try to remember when I was just a child
In my room
My imagination used to run wild
But I never knew
That nothing's ever as it seems to be
When a dream collides with the reality
It should be easy when two people love each other truly
Everybody's talking
Wouldn't it be good if they would understand us

Take me away
Take me far away from here
I will run with you
Don't be afraid
Navigate and I will steer into the sun
We will Run

We will run
Whoa, oh
We will run
Oh, yeah...

Wouldn't it be good if they would understand us
Wouldn't it be good if we could be together
Take me away

Take me away
Take me far away from here
I will run with you
Don't be afraid
Navigate and I will steer to the sun
We will run

I will run
I will run with you wherever you go
Don't be afraid
Lets run away and I will steer into the sun
We will run"

(FeFe Dobson)

As soon as the song ended, the card popped out and floated to the floor. Arthur bent down to pick it. The song had most people thinking. The song didn't really sound like harm. Could she truly be not that bad? Dumbledore clapped, snapping everyone out of their thoughts. "Well that settles that, doesn't it? One of us will have to write to her and ask if she would like to set a meeting for us. It's the only option."

Severus didn't miss a beat. "I'll do it."

Everyone stared at him in confusion before it dawned on them that Ebony was his goddaughter. Of course, Black didn't get it and decided to blurt out rudely, "Why should you be the one to write to her?"

Severus glared at him and replied sarcastically, "Oh I don't know Black. Maybe because I'm her godfather, perhaps?"

Dumbledore smiled in an attempt to diffuse the confrontation, "Splendid idea, Severus. I'll leave it to you to set things right."

Severus' heart lifted slightly at the thought to actually contact someone that he thought that he would never see again. He would do it as soon as he could.

That's when it happened. Yelling that could wake up the entire neighborhood if they weren't under the Filius Charm.

"SO LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT! YOU'VE BEEN HERE ALL SUMMER HAVING THE TIME OF YOUR LIVES WHILE I WAS STUCK WITH THE BLOODY DURSLEYS!"

Severus smirked smugly when Black's mother started yelling bloody hell from the noise signaling the end of the meeting. "Well Black that was your godchild and mother. You must be so proud."

Black glared at him before leaving the room in a hurry. And Severus scored one for him in his imaginary score board.

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Harry was in his room at Grimmauld Place, sulking in his self pity. After his temper tantrum, he shut himself up in his room still wallowing in his anger. 'How could they!' he thought. 'After all I've done for them. They would treat me this way! I've done more things against Voldemort than any of them and they still treat me like I'm the weakest and stupidest kid in the bunch!' He had been sitting on his bed for a good two hours in heated silence while his friends were somewhere else. Right now he didn't care where they were.

That's when he saw it. A small piece of paper sitting in front of his door. 'It probably was slipped under there by someone'. He uncurled himself and walked to the paper to pick it up. At closer inspection, he saw that it was ticket. At an even closer look, he saw that it was for a concert for some singer named "Ebony". He opened his door and looked outside to see if the person who gave it to him was outside. There was no one. He left his room to go downstairs to see if he could someone to ask about the strange ticket. The only problem he had no idea where was going. He walked into a random door to find himself in what looked like a living room. His friends including Ginny and the twins were sitting around the room in silence. So, to break the silence he asked in a loud voice. "Who's Ebony?"

That's snapped everyone out of their thoughts and Ron jumped a foot in the air from his spot on the couch. "Harry!" he yelled in surprise.

Everyone stared at him. Harry smiled shyly walked over to Ron and sat next to him. "You know I can't stay mad at you guys forever. I just needed to let off a little steam." Everyone sighed in relief and smiled at him.

Harry took out his ticket and showed it to everyone. "Now back to the subject at hand. Who's Ebony?"

There was a silence before both Hermione and Ginny asked together, "You don't know who Ebony?!"

Hermione started talking first, "She only the best singer in both Muggle and Wizarding worlds."

"She rocks!" Ginny said.

"Plus she's hot." Ron said, earning a deserved thump on the head from Ginny and Hermione.

Then Fred and George joined, "He's right-"

"You know."

"She's totally-"

"Beautiful."

Then Ginny said, "We got you a ticket too so that you could come with us. Hermione got us all tickets plus three for chaperones so mom won't fret.

"Yeah mate." Ron joined in.

"We wanted-"

"To make up-"

"For leaving you-"

"Out for so long."

Harry looked from person to person in this talking charade. "You guys are the best friend I could ask for."

"Yeah we know." Ron said, earning him another good thump from Hermione.

"Well if think she's good. I guess I'll go with you."

"Yay!" Ginny yelled. And they went to talk about other things going on.

End of Chapter

AN: Done. Whew took me two day once I sat down to do it. Just as warning I'm going to be using a lot of songs from Fefe Dobson, Avril Lavigne, and Skye Sweetnam's arsenal and a few others. They just seem like something the Ebony I know would sing. How do think this chapter went. R&R.