Triumph in the air
Devin Black is the son of Sirius Black and has lived his life as an orphan, he was born in 1977. When his father was arrested for the murder of multiple muggles he was sent to live in a house in the far north where he lived with a squib that was now a farmer.
This is a Fleur Delacour pairing
Chapter 1: an unexpected visitor
The sun was out it was mid-summer but there was still a foot of snow. Devin was carrying a log from a tree that he had just cut down, he did this twice a week so they had enough firewood. While he walked back to the house he came thru a forest he had walked thru this forest hundreds of times but this time felt different. He felt like he was being watched but because it was getting dark he continued. When he finally saw the end of the forest he heard something.
"Crack"
Devin looked around to see if he was just imagining things or if he heard something. Nothing, this had been happening the last weeks he would walk somewhere and he would hear a 'crack' but he didn't see anything.
He looked around but saw nothing, he waited a few seconds but he saw nothing. Was he really going insane or was there something?
He continued the walk back home to be greeted by Tim.
"There you are, I was starting to think you were lost," he said smiling at the blond boy
"No, I just got caught up" Devin replied
"Well don't just stand there come inside," the man said "Just drop the log off in the shed we've got enough"
Devin dropped off the log and went back inside to his room and sat down at his desk.
His real dad was a supposed murderer who was in prison. But who was his mother he had asked Tim he said he didn't have a clue. He had asked Tim why he was living with him and he replied with the usual 'you'll get it when you're older ' he didn't even know was his father was in prison, the only thing he knew was that he was a dangerous man
He went downstairs to see Tim writing a letter.
"To who are you writing"
"An old friend," the old man said while ruffling through tims blond hair "So you're turning 11 tomorrow"
"I guess so" Devin replied
"Well you better go to sleep then"
As the sun rose over the snow-covered land Devin stood up and got dressed, he walked downstairs to see Tim baking some eggs
"Ah, there you are lad. Come on sit down I've got some presents for you" Tim said while scrambling some eggs
Devin sat down and opened the smallest present and saw a necklace with the black family crest
"It was from your father"
"But isn't my father a murderer"
Tim looked slightly uneasily at that comment
"Your family aren't murders" Tim replied smartly
Devin shrugged and took a big red box he opened it to reveal a new pair of boots. His old boots were very worn and were almost falling apart.
"Thank you, really needed these"
He then took the biggest present it was full of candy he never heard of.
Chocolate Frogs, Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, and Fizzing Whizzbees
"What type of candy is this," he asked kindly
"Magic, magic Devin," Tim said grinning
"What? Magic doesn't exist"
"Devin I've had to keep this a secret from you but Devin you're a wizard," Tim said seriously Devin frowned at this "Has something ever happened to you that just seemed weird"
Devin thought when he was three their table levitated, and last month the tea cups all broke after a heated argument. He nodded
"There's somebody coming today that will explain this all to you"
"But why didn't you ever do magic"
"Im a squib," he said sadly " somebody that was born in a wizarding family but can't perform any magic"
"Oh," but Tim could see that he didn't believe in magic yet.
It was 3o clock Devin still was thinking about what Tim had said to him, was he a wizard? No, it couldn't be.
"Devin there's somebody for you" he heard Tim cal
But nobody had ever visited them their cabin was in the middle of nowhere. But nobody could be so insane to walk over to the cabin. He walked downstairs to see an old man. He was tall, thin, and very old, judging by the silver of his hair and beard, which were both long enough to tuck into his belt. He was wearing long robes, a purple cloak that swept the ground, and high-heeled, buckled boots.
"You must be Mr. Black," the man said in a grandfatherly way. Nobody had ever called him Mr. Black "I am albus dumbledore headmaster of Hogwarts"
He stooks out a hand Devin accepted
"Nice to meet you Mr dumbledore"
"Please call me Albus" Devin nodded "I'm here to tell you have been accepted to Hogwarts the best magical school in Europe"
Devin looked confused
"I get it is confusing for you, but please let me explain. Your father was a wizard and you are one too"
"Can I see some magic"
Dumbledore nodded and took out a stick and pointed it at the table and levitated it and put it back down. "Do you believe me now?"
"But I don't have a funny stick to wave around" Devin replied
"A wand mr black but don't worry you will get one to at mr oilvanders wand shop"
"And where is that"
"I will show you on a later day" dumbledore replied
"Mr when I was walking back to the cabin I heard a crack, i have heard that crack everyday for over a month, is that also magic"
"Well normally i would dismiss it as a simple tree branch snapping, but if this has been happening for over a month somebody has probably been apperating at your place" Dumbledore said a little bit worried "I will look into it"
I will release a new chapter tomorrow please leave a review!