The Daughter of Sirius Black

by Icey Mesovskaya

1995, Sirius Black is finally free from Azkaban, reunited with his daughter at Grimmauld Place. However, one cannot bear the name of Black without having some adventures of one's own.

6. Pushing the Limit

1995. 8. 27

Emma knew that Bellatrix's goal was to make her furious. However, even with that knowledge, Emma could not help but let Bellatrix anger her. What the witch was saying was intolerable. Also, the fact that Emma had inherited her father's quick temper was not much help either. Daggers in her eyes, Emma glared at Bellatrix, as the witch circled her like a lion stalking its prey.

"You didn't know your mummy, did you? No, you never got to see what filthy lineage you actually came from."

"Shut up."

"Oo, am I striking a nerve already? You're too easy. Then again, so was your mum. My cousin had ever girl in the school he could get his hands on, and your mother was just another one of them."

"Shut up!" Emma screamed, feeling her heart pound faster and faster, fists clenched.

"He only stayed with her out of pity, you know? I mean, imagine all of the other children he's had that he's abandoned."

"I SAID SHUT UP!" A powerful gust of wind came from no where, swirling around the room. Emma's eyes were wide, staring intensely at Bellatrix, who was laughing maniacally. A numbness swept across Emma's body, the same numbness she had felt when she had accidentally thrown her uncle across a room. In a blind rage, Emma screamed, and all of the wind in the room rushed towards Bellatrix, picking her off the ground and pounding her into the ceiling.

"Enough."

Emma immediately stopped screaming; as soon as she did, the wind vanished, and Bellatrix fell flat on her face on the floor. Hesitantly, the young Black looked over at Voldemort's red eyes. He seemed most pleased. Was that good? "There is no doubt that you have talent. We will just have to see if we can hone it to our advantage."

Emma felt extremely dizzy. Against her will, she fell to her knees, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she passed out on the cold, wooden floor. "Take her back to her room, Severus. Then return so we can discuss our next move." "Yes, my lord." Severus walked over to Emma, picked her up, and left the room, while Bellatrix remained unconscious only a few feet away.