This is the story of how it started...
I awoke to an owl flying in my room. I had left my window open expecting this because it always
happened the same time everyday. 7:00 in the morning you could expect the black owl.
Believe me I had nothing against the owl that's why I left my window open so he wouldn't
have to wait for me to wake up to the tapping. It was the messages he carried I didn't like. It
was dark days and a war was coming and everyone was picking sides. I was a Ravenclaw
but being a pureblood coming from a muggle hating family I was expected to choose what
they deemed the right side. I had grown up near the Blacks and became friends with their
eldest at a young age. Much to his mothers dismay Sirius turned out to be what our
families call a bad apple. He was sorted into Gryffindor and I still remember the
howler he got. We even lived so close that I was wtihin earshot that first Christmas. Mrs. Black
had waited until the boys got home to properly blast Sirius off the tapestry and then the
were so loud I could here them from my place. Muggles ran outside in a
panic looking for the injured party never to find one. The poor sods they'd never find us
with the enchantments. Being muggle hating families it always made Sirius and I laugh that we
lived hidden right with them while blood traitors in our families book lived far and
secluded from them I always thought that it just might be a sign of power. Don't let me get you
wrong I was by no means perfect to them. I was acceptable as my mother and Mrs. Black
discussed one evening while they thought I was asleep. I remember it quite clearly. "I'm so sorry
to hear about Sirius" my mother had said. I don't know what to do about Violet. A Ravenclaw I
couldn't believe it. I hated how my mother and her friends called me Violet. Everyone else in the
world called me Troy. Mrs. Blacks words had chilled me to this day. At least a Ravenclaw is
acceptable. It just means she has brains but no cunningness. Violet is very weak. She's always
been soft but she has room to change. You'll see shell grow out of it later on. If she doesn't she
can always be "persuaded" to later. Whoever had been sending these they sure were trying to
be persuasive. I was in my own world petting the bird when it started twitching. It seemed to
be almost gaging. The next thing I knew there was a dead bird on my bed. I muffled my
scream. I could see poison dripping from the side of its mouth. I took the note in shaking
hands. I opened it and read a note that chilled me to the bone. "You need to learn to
control what you say and what you think. I can hear all. I would hate for you to make the
wrong choices. You may just end up like the bird one day if your not more careful." I dropped
the note.
Sirius P.O.V.
Where in the world was Troy. I couldn't deal with potions alone. Every since i'd sent
Slughorn that musical gram with it singing a caldron full of hot strong love he'd had it out for me.
I don't see why it was quite funny and everyone had a good laugh, well except for
Evans she had scowled the whole time. James had tired to not laugh and ended up
sounding like he was choking. He couldn't laugh at my jokes anymore. It would offend his
"precious Lilly flower" Oh gag me. Class had just started when I heard my name called. I
groaned. What had I done now. "Ah oh yes my boy can you tell me why your partner Mrs.
Vulegardie isn't here?" I put on my best serious face. Well sir when I checked this morning i'm
pretty sure it had something to do with female problems if you get my drift. You know that time of
the month. Slughorn turned red the class died laughing. Troy was going to kill me. Bugger
you know what it was her fault for being late. I was not taking the blame for this one. It was
the best cover story I had.
Troys P.O.V:
I was rushing down the hall as fast as I could. I had wanted to tell my boyfriend Shane
what had happened but I knew he wouldn't care. He didn't care about anything but himself
lately. I was so sick of his pettiness. I was finally to the door. I could not let Sirius make
an excuse for me again. I swear if I heard one more PMS joke from him he would die and then
i'd have to hide a body and thats just too much work today i have a headace. I
walked into the door to hear laughter. Bugger I was too late. I was going to kill that mutt.
Anonymous P.O.V.
I wonder what she had thought of my little present this morning. I hated having to get rid of
such a well breed owl but i had to make a point. she was wasting her time hanging out
with blood traitors and saying hi to mudbloods. She knew better. Shed been raised better.
I was only trying to help she would see that one day and then she would think
dark lord had his eye on her for a while now. It was her brains he was interested in. he
thought shed be a good addition and the smart ones were always safe and never had to
so the killing. They were to valuable. I didn't want her coming into harm. I Only want her
doing what's best for her. the dark lord is best for her and the sooner she sees it the better.
Her friends weren't the right group for her to be with. Shed see it eventually. Black was a
disgrace to her family and he'd only bring her down. He was just as dirty as his cronies
mudblood girlfriend. I wont give up. Not till she sees the truth.