Chapter 1- Golden Era

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July 31st, 1991-


Artemis 'Artie' Lily Hope Black-Lupin and Apollo 'Ollie' James Regulus Black-Lupin, were very happy children

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Artemis 'Artie' Lily Hope Black-Lupin and Apollo 'Ollie' James Regulus Black-Lupin, were very happy children. Despite their unknown beginnings and their somewhat rocky infant years, as well as having to move around a lot because of their father's conditions, and having the stigma of being the children of a 'Mass Murderer' (their other father), they were quite happy. Sure they had their ups and downs much like any other children, but for the most part they were the light of anyone who got the privilege of knowing them's life.

Artie was more reserved and quiet, but if you made her angry, which was fairly hard to do, she could be as cold as a winter night, and as stubborn as an ox. That didn't mean she wasn't happy, she just saved her smiles for when she was particularly excited. Otherwise she was had a rather relaxed demeanor, calm and collected, if you will. She was the type to suffer in silence, but if she got particularly worked up, she would start laughing in hysterics, whether she was deeply saddened, incredibly distressed, or undeniably furious, that's when you should worry. Her curly black-as-night hair had straightened out slightly from when she was younger but it was still more curly than wavy or straight. Her eyes were still as Dark Grey as a stormy night though.


Meanwhile, her twin brother, Ollie, was very bubbly and bright, when he was angry though, which was also quite a chore to manage, his temper would be as hot and firey as the sun itself, and he could hold a grudge until the sun died out

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Meanwhile, her twin brother, Ollie, was very bubbly and bright, when he was angry though, which was also quite a chore to manage, his temper would be as hot and firey as the sun itself, and he could hold a grudge until the sun died out. He is usually smiling about something, he even smiles when he is breaking inside. He will cry if he feels like crying, laugh if he feels like laughing, and scream when he felt like screaming. But when he got ready to explode, whether it was from to much sadness, to much distress or too much fury, he would go quiet. And that's when you should worry. His curly golden-as-the-sun hair was just as curly as ever, his eyes still as blue as the sky and as green as a particularly lush forest.


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