The curse of the noble house of Black

a fatefull letter

Rebecca turned a few times in her bed as she was hardly awake when loud knocking on the door begun. "Becca wake up". She immeditly openend her eyes and sat up straight in her bed. "Rebecca" the knocking got more intense. "I'm awake," she pushed out. Her throat hurting a little as she had awoken from a really deep dreamless night. Her long dark brown her were a mess and she still had mascara under her eyes from last night. "Come downstairs mother wants to tell us something and the new houseelf in the kitchen made actual breakfast. You're gonna love it. Anyway hurry up." The deep voice said. "Yes," she only said and got out of her beautiful cozy bed. The wooden floor squeaked under the pressure of her body.

She grabbed her wand that was laying on her nightstand. Black with gold accents. Her favourite colours. Rebecca waved her wand to make her hair dark brown hair neat.
With three more wand waves. Her teeth wear cleaned. She was smelling good and her make up was perfect.
She put her wand into a holster that was on her underarm. Her drawer and closet was overflowing with clothes. She grabbed the first thing that jumped at her. A black long slightly thight dress.

After one last check up she took a deep breath and opened the door. Nobody was in the hallway. Rebecca walked down the stairs past by some portraits of long deceecss family members and beheaded house elf's. Even after all these years she lived there she never got used to it. It looked creepy. She tried to focused on going downstairs without falling. The very old stairs were uneaven and pretty used from all those genarations that had lived in this house.

The house elf's were loudly working in the kitchen. Sirius was right. The smell of pancakes was laying in the air. It couldn't be Kracher cooking like that. She snapped out of her thoughts as someone started talking to her. "Good morning miss Black." The little skinny long eared old male house elf made a small bow. "Your parents and brothers are already eating their breakfast." He pointed with his long bony fingers at the door on the left and got out of my way.

She took another deep breath as she needed to prepare for the moment that was about to happen. Nothing led past it. The door swung open as a coffee pot came flying from the kitchen, almost hitting her head, into the dining room.

"Good morning my dear you look beautiful. Is that a new dress?" That was the first thing Rebecca heared from her father. Orion Black. He was sitting at the head of the long table. Confidently she walked inside the room having a seat at the empty chair. "Yes I bought it yesterday," she said. Walburga Black, her mother, didn't say anything. Looking like she didn't enjoyed being there she drunk her coffee and read a book.

In front of Rebecca appeared a plate that had toast, bacon, eggs and weird looking pancakes infront of it. Her eyes wandered to her twin brother. Regulus Black. He had curly dark brown hair. He was really skinny and had dark cycles under his eyes. Her chair was right next to him. Across from her was her big brother. Sirius Black. He had already finished his breakfast and was now waiting for something to happen.

"Well..." She looked at everyone. "Did something happen?" she asked and looked around. Sirius pushed out a smile and shaked his head. But it was more in disbelief. "Mother and father want to sign the letter that arrived this morning that wants to ban muggle Borns from hogwarts and even devides the school between pure and half bloods."

Rebecca furrowed her eyebrows as she was following the words of her older brother Sirius. "Not to be the one that stops the fun but what has that to do with us? Neither of us are still in school," She looked at her parents. "But pretty soon all of you will be married and get children of their own and we don't want these filthy mudbloods around our grandchildren," her mother says bitterly. "I don't think any of us are going to have kids soon." The siblings chuckled. "Why not? You are old enough," Walburga says as her facial expression darkens. "I know I am but first I want to have a job and work a little bit. Maybe see the world." Walburgas face changed as if Rebecca had said something terrible.