I sit in the ice cream parlour I saw earlier. Andromeda got two ice creams, but then needed to go to the loo. So I'm sitting by myself, still taking in Diagon Alley. Watching as people went this way and that talking about anything and everything. I could get used to this, the life in Britain doesn't seem to bad, and there's at least one member of my family who didn't want me completely disowned from the moment she knew about me...
Then, a girl about my age hurried up with two ice creams and an apron on.
"One lemon sherbet scoop and a chocolate scoop with salted caramel sauce?"
"Um yes, thanks." She handed me the ice creams then briefly looked around.
"Uh, weird question, can I sit here for a sec?"
"Um... yeah?" She sits down opposite, still looking on edge. She has short-ish brown hair and dark brown eyes.
"My Dad is trying to put sauce in my hair, I'm trying to avoid him." She explained.
"Right..." There is a slight awkward silence.
"You in Hogwarts?" she motions to my packages, "I've never seen you around?"
"Oh yeah, um, I'm transferring..."
"That explains it. Alice Fortescue." she holds out her hand.
"Ebony, Ebony Warren." I take it.
"So where you trasferr-"
"Alice!" I jump up and put my hand under a floating bottle of strawberry sauce.
Alice pushes back her chair, still getting a few drips on her hair. "Dad!" The ice cream server comes out from behind the stall, laughing.
"This one of your friends, Alice?"
"Um, she was my hiding space."
"Ah, sorry you got caught." The man motions to my strawberry sauce covered hand.
"Don't worry. It's good sauce." I lick my thumb clean.
"So who are you?"
"She's with me, Florean." Andromeda came back into the room.
"Andromeda, nice to see you. See you're still getting your usual?"
"Of course." she replies with a small smile. I watch as Alice pulls out her own wand and magically removes the sticky mess from her hair.
"Is this your daughter?"
"Yes, this is Alice."
"Nice to meet you." Andromeda says.
"Right then, we better get back to serving. Hope to see you both soon."
"I'll see you at Hogwarts, maybe?" Alice asks.
"Yeah." I sit back down at the table with Andromeda.
"I see you've met Florian?"
"Yep and his sauce." I like the last traces of strawberry from my fingers.
"I hadn't met his daughter before, heard she had been put in Gryffindor though... Florean was a Ravenclaw, I think. I trust you know about the houses?"
"It was summarised in a letter."
"Most of the Black family has been in Slytherin. I was. But it doesn't matter where you are, all of the houses are good. I married a Hufflepuff, he's just as powerful as anyone else, even as a Muggleborn."
So that's why she was disowned. That could explain the not hating me part...
"One of your cousins, Sirius, he's a bit of a rebel, sorted into Gryffindor, gosh that stirred up a lot. And Ravenclaw is just as good as the others too. You will have a great time no matter where you are. The Hat puts you where you need to be."
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The Black Winged Marauder
Fanfiction"It isn't my choice though, it's yours." When he says it like that, it suddenly becomes very clear. "I'll miss you." "Just make sure you write, don't forget all about me." "I won't forget you, I promise. But I need to do this." *•.•*•.•*•.•*•.•*•.•*...
