❛ my mind is a labryrinth
endless beginnings
but never an end ❜
- 𝔢.𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔫⋅ ☽ ⋅ ☾ ⋅
❛ She is a charm.
She can have them in the palm off her hand with a few words.
But she is so uncontrollable, so reckless and impassible.
Don't you think she's important to someone like Dumbledore?
He always liked a challenge. ❜
☾ ⋅ 𝔄vellana Cassiopeia, or preferably called by her friends: Hazel, remained the still beating pride of the Black family as the Slytherin representative on Hogwarts after her older brother, Sirius, got sorted into Gryffindor. She was glorified by her mother— praised by her father— the favourite of her cousins. Now she was to be the good example for her younger brother, Regulus. Hazel loved their attention, she finally felt like a star that shone out of it's twin star's shadow. That was what Hazel was before she and her brother had attended Hogwarts. The two siblings had never walked on the same streets since their birth, which had been only ten months apart, and they were constantly stuck in a battle in which the winner received the undying love and attention of their parents and their cousins. This competition was fueled by their parents themselves, who had always favoured the eldest son Sirius before becoming the family's disgrace because he was sorted into the noble house of Gryffindor.
𝔗he two siblings were like the two sides of the same magnet— pushing each other away when one came too close.
𝔖he was everything Sirius was not. She was their pride; Sirius was their shame. She was quiet; Sirius was loud. She was cold; Sirius was hotheaded. She was right; Sirius was wrong. She was thoughtful: Sirius was dumb. She was quick: Sirius was slow. She was loyal; Sirius was a traitor. She was loved; Sirius was not.
𝔗he influence of a wizard with evil intentions, Tom Riddle, the leader of a rising to power wizard supremacist group, grew inside the Ancient House of the Blacks. During the summer of 1976, the three teenagers of Walburga and Orion Black were forced to choose between their families wishes and their personal philosophy. Would they be a traitor or be loyal to the wealth of their name?
𝔖irius was the only one of the three who chose the former. He had people he could rely on hen he left the Black household the knowledge that he had people to rely on and the heritage of his favourite uncle. However, Avellana and Regulus, torn between their families pride and their moral compass, chose the latter— as sometimes children could not see the alternative when not granted it to be seen.
ℑt divided the siblings forever.
ℑt made their return to Hogwarts the following year even more gruesome. Sirius and Avellana refused to speak to each other as there was too much pain clinging between them. To add to their fuel, Avellana and Remus Lupin, the best friend of her brother, got trapped into a circle of love, trust and insecurity during the summer holidays, to uncontrollably jealousy of Sirius.
𝔄nd if it couldn't get any worse, Headmaster Dumbledore had an important announcement that changed the course of their entire upcoming year: the annual Triwizard Tournament would be held at Hogwarts and would pick three champions above age sixteen to represent the three schools of Europe which participated in the magical event.
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