Y/n Black is an 11-year-old girl, who is the daughter of the notorious mass murderer Sirius Black. She embarks on a new journey to the magical school that is Hogwarts.
Worried that her father's reputation will cause her to be outcasted by the other...
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Y/n rushed through the halls, the sound of her heartbeat and heavy breathing filled her eardrums as she made her way to the Grand Staircase. Her hurried footsteps echoed throughout the corridor as the staircase appeared in her view. Y/n made her ascend up the spiraling staircase, coming to a stumbled halt when it began shifting under her feet.
Her gaze landed on the door to the third floor ahead of her as the staircase slowed to a stop. She dashed up the steps, pushing the door wide open. The familiar pillars bringing light to the hall, each one produced a flickering flame as Y/n rushed past them. She swiftly maneuvered her way through the halls, finally approaching the door where Fluffy layed. She took a deep breath and pushed the door open, seeing the humongous three headed beast snoozing.
Y/n's eyes fell to the open trapdoor where the wooden door had been ripped from its hinges, taking notice of the beasts' paw settled just next to the opening. The distant sound of a harp playing seeming to keep the canine in its slumber. "Ok... don't mind me... I'm just... going to slip on pass..." She whispered, her gaze staying on Fluffy as she slowly maneuvers around its paw. Y/n looked down the trapdoor, taking a deep breath.
With her determination unwavering she hopped down the trapdoor holding her breath. She landed with a huff amongst the glistening black plant below. Before she could let out the breath she had been holding, the roots quickly latched on to her. The roots wrapped around her body, leaving her unable to move.
"It's a Devil's Snare like Hermione said." Y/n grunted, feeling the plant squeeze her body, "I need to relax, that's what Professor Sprout said to do. I think." She closed her eyes, trying to tell her body to stay calm. But the roots tightening around her limbs caused her body to go into panic mode. She took a deep breath in through her nose, and then slowly exhaled through her mouth. Then as Y/n's body relaxed, the plant dropped her through its thick roots until she fell to the ground and landed not so gracefully.
Y/n quickly rose to her feet, wasting no time as she darted toward the nearby door. Entering another small corridor, her gaze immediately landed on the array of keys fluttering above her. "Wow... Granger really wasn't kidding... I wonder if I..." Her voice trailed off, curiosity taking over for a moment as she stared up at the flying keys. "No! No time!" Y/n shook the curious thoughts from her head and dashed toward the door grabbing a hold of the handle.
Upon entering the next corridor Y/ns faced with the scene of destruction. Wizarding Chess pieces littered around the board, most reduced to mere ruble. Her gaze shifted around, her brows knitted into a furrow while she navigated through the wreckage. She stepped off the board, looking ahead at the door leading to the next corridor. "Alright Harry, where are you?"
Y/n moved forward with caution, she made her way through a corridor that drops down like a tunnel. She made her descent down the stairs, her steps determined. Up ahead is a chamber of sorts, now shrouded in flames causing an orangish glow at the bottom of the staircase.
