I'm not a coward, just shy (Hogwarts fanfic)

ch 2- devil's escape

I cracked an egg in to the flying pan, while Mrs Weasley was whipping up a batch of muffin dough. Ron was still a still asleep and I Knew Fred and George were going to prank him this morning, so I got up early so not to be a target. I would have wouldn't him up but his snoring was extremely annoying last night.

"Good Morning Family" Percy greeted as he walked in, "Taylor" He mutter paying the post owl and taking the newspapers it had bought. I sighed and didn't face him.

"How do you want your eggs?" I asked trying to be as nice as I could.

"Sunny side up, weren't you suppose to see that" he huffed as if I was meant to know that. I sucked in a breath and shoveled the eggs that were in the pan on a plate and placing them in front of him.

"Turns out I did" I said a little smugly. He huffed and tore off the string on his news paper. I took plates that, myself, Mr and Mrs Weasley had been eating off of and took them to the sink and began washing them.

"Good God, The Criminal, Sirius Black, Escaped Azkaban in the early hours of this morning." The plate slipped from my hands and shattered in the sink. I cursed under my breathe.

"I'm sorry" I mumbled and Mrs Weasley rushed over.

"Oh dear, It's fine nothing a little magic can't fix"

"Hu Hum" Percy purposely cleared his throat, "It is unclear how he did this, however Sirius Black is the first known person to ever escape Azkaban. He admitted to Azkaban after he blow up a muggle street, killing one wizard and thirteen muggle. He was sentenced to a life sentence, however only served twelve years. Aurous are on the look for a man in his late thirties, with black hair and black eyes...." He carried on but I wasn't listening.

I couldn't believe it was him, this just couldn't be happening. I mean... they had him locked up. No one can escape Azkaban. This must be so kind of sick joke. They told me they had sent him to a prison that was escape proof. There is no way they would just let a monster like him escape.

"Taylor" I jumped when Mrs Weasley's hand touched my shoulder. She looked worried. "You looking pale, are you alright" She asked, I nodded quickly.

"Y-yeah, I just need... some air" I mumbled and walked out of the kitchen, snatching the second newspaper and my Guitar as I went. Ron's shouts of anger echoing though the kitchen.

I had to read the full article many times before the fact had fully sink up. He was really out there. I had to admit I was scared. I didn't know if he was going to come after me or Harry. Miss Young had told me the story substituting Wizard things with muggle thing. She had told me the Sirius was in a bad crowned and that he had sold out his best friends, Mrs and Mr Potter who worked for the police, to them. When There friend confronted him, He lured the friend to a trap and blow up the street, killing the friend and 12 others. I knew now that he was dark wizard but the fact remains that it was my dad's fault that Harry's parents were murdered, Betrayed. And the icing on the cake is that his blood runs though my veins. I have his height, his hair colour, The guitar he hour spend hours listening to while my mother played. What's to say, I don't turn out exactly like him. I betray my friends to a monster. I was hoping that any day now I would get the letter that he had passed away. Rotted in that prison cell, so I would never have to see his face. But there it was. Staring right back at me, smirking from newspaper. I didn't know if it was possible to wish someone dead, never mind the last member of your family. His name was like a scar which would never faded, that could never be covered no matter how hard you tried. Taylor Fleet Black. Another on the list my of problems. I was unlikely to live to the age of forty because of this so called gift and my psycho murderer of dad had escaped. I wanted to scream, shout, cry, hit something. I tore up the picture, didn't want to see the smile, smirk. The eyes that bore into me.