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|| 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯||
𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 called us dreamers, but we're the ones who don't sleep. We stay awake, chasing our visions until they become reality.
Well, thats what most people do. Chase their dreams in hopes of it becoming reality.
Some lived under a fake name because they pleased to do so. I do too, but i have other reasons.
Persephone Black was my name.
I supposedly was names after the greek godess Persephone who married Hades the god of the underworld.
The disappointment my dad felt was passed down onto my name considering that every Black was named after a star.
I was named after a godess whose biggest mistake was that she fell in love with someone she wasn't supposed too.
Some orden members called me Percy to soften the punch into my gut. Then i came up with a new identity to hide myself from the crazy enemies of the black family.
One of them Bellatrix Lestrange herself. She was also a black, my dads cousin.
Yeah, me and that psycho were related but me and draco were also related which i actually appreciated in this insane family of magical mysteries.
Even though i had issues enough, i loved my friends Infinitely. There wasn't a way possible to me to survive without each and every of them.
Astoria is a kindred spirit, she was much to good for this world. Her calming and soothing presence made every small rip in my heart close itself.
Pansy is a firecracker, she's hot headed and she'll tell you her opinion wether you want to hear it or not, having a filter wasn't her thing.
Daphne is a a mix of both of the other girls. She was sweet and hot headed at once, her revenge was precise and cold hearted.
Blaise, the most forgotten of our group. He disappears in the dark depths of the school corridors, or wherever else he goes.
Enzo, he is probably the nicest and most honest male slytherin you could ever meet in your long time, he is sweet but that doesn't mean that he is innocent.
Theodore, he indeed is a mystery, no one knows what goes on in his honey brown haired stubborn head.
Draco, he hasn't been himself ever since the beginning of this year. well he was the same but also wasn't? if you know you know.
Then there's me.
Scarlett slash Persephone, what is there to know about me? im a orphan and only child, my magic is seemingly impossible to master and i adore every little piece of jewellery.
