The Brighter Years of Black (3)

1988 (12)

"Black, your turn! Grab your broom and get your ass in the air: show me what you can do!" Bellowed the large, grunting, ogre like 7th year boy.
The petite girl flew into the air determinedly. She passed the quaffle back and forth between herself and her partner before scoring goal after goal after goal.
"Damn Black. Okay okay okay! You proved me wrong" he laughed, hands up mocking.
"Okay everyone! I guess Baby Black is our new Chaser" he announced, chuckling.
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Mooney,
I tried out like you said! Even though I'm small and they laughed at me. But you'll never guess what: I got it! I am officially then newest Slytherin Chaser!
How are you?
I know the full moon was on Thursday.
I got 100% on my transfiguration quiz.
I don't know what to pick for my options for 3rd year.
Lots of love,
Erica xxx

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My Dearest, Erica
I'm so proud of you.
Neither of those achievements surprise me in the slightest. I could never doubt you if I tried, which I never would. Doubting you would be the most idiotic thing I could do. You have your mothers intelligence, your father's bravery and loyalty and my sociological and moral understanding and values.
Let's not dampen this celebratory time by worrying about me.
As for your chosen subjects; I truly believe you should pick the options that speak to you. There is no better or worse choice.
I love you Pup.
Sincerely,
Remus x

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"Okay then Miss... Black" her head of house all but spat. "What exactly do you want to do with the next three years of your life?" He asks, looking down at her from the other side of his desk.
The small girl shakes it off, knowing full well that he was acting the way he was because he wanted her to react. She refuses to.
"Well Professor, I've thought long and hard about it but I've decided I want to take: Care of Magical Creatures, Ancient Runes and Muggle Studies please"

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"Miss Black, I've had multiple members of staff come to me with concerns over your education" Professor Dumbledore spoke is his usual calm and collected tone.
"Professor?" She asks, her voice shaking, clearly concerned she was in trouble.
"All good things Miss Black, don't worry" he smiles understandingly.
"It would seem that every test you've ever taken for us, you've achieved perfect scores, you've displayed intellect and understanding beyond your years and all your professors have given you outstanding character statements" he says with a level of pride in his voice.
"This is a level of academic success that is rare and therefore, not something we often have to facilitate. I -we want you to take a series of exams this week and depending on those results; we will take appropriate action. Does that sound like something you'd be comfortable with Miss Black?"