The Azkaban Kid

The First Days

THE FIRST DAYS

I had been here 24 hours now. People were screaming and shouting a lot. The big black floaty things would always be hanging around.

I heard a couple of bangs and realised it was the cell opposite me.

"You know why you were moved Black! I don't want you arguing with other prisoners understand?" The guard locked the door and left. I stared at the new man. He had black messy hair and a black messy short beard. He would probably be quite handsome if he cleaned up a bit.

Then he noticed me. I turned away.

"Oi kid!" He spoke nicely.

"What!" I didn't want to be nice. "Who are you?" I asked him coldly. He seemed a bit shocked at my reaction to him.

"I am Sirius Black. I've been here for 10years and 3months. Now tell me about yourself." That is a hell of a long time!

"I'm Poppy Sarai Dustan. I've been here for 24hours." I said proudly. "My first name is horribly muggle and I prefer to be called Sarai if you don't mind."

"Well Sarai. How old are you?" He looked slightly concerned.

"I am 11 years old." I said point blankly.

"What would make you end up in here at that age?" He looked right into my purple eyes.

"Your a Dustan? Are they still alive?" He sounded concerned. I laughed a cold horrible laugh. He kind of stepped back a bit at that.

"I am the last Dustan. Stupid traitors got themselves all killed on the same night as the Potters." He seemed to mutter something to himself. I carried on. "They left me. I fended for myself before escaping from the orphanage after 8 and a half years of horribleness. They had been traitors and conversed with muggles. They deserved to be dead!"

"That is not true! People have worked your mind! You believe the evil and hate the good! Your a little girl for gods sake!" He shouted. Whatever!

"What are you in here for Sarai?" I won't hesitate in telling him. I showed him first. I lifted my sleeve and showed him. He gasped. He walked closer to the bars.

"Why would you do that to yourself?" He seemed apologetic. No need to be. This last year was the best year of my life.

"I am in here for being a death eater, killing 22 people and inhumanely torturing people." He looked shocked and slightly frightened.

"If I'm honest. I only killed 20 people and tortured no one. I couldn't watch the woman scream as I tortured her. Thorfinn Rowle punished me and left me to be found by the ministry people. They grabbed me and brought me here after a man with a silver beard tried to allow me to go to a school. They wouldn't let me." He stared at me. I think he was inspecting me or something.

"You are not a murderer Sarai. You are a good little girl. You have been made to do bad things."

"I did it all on my own! The dark lord shall come back! He will be pro-" a stick hit my bars.

"You shall not speak! Let alone shout! Disgusting little thing." He opened my cell and pulled me with him.

"Oh! I don't really care!" I whined. He smacked my leg hard with the stick. Don't show weakness, I thought to myself. I looked back only to have my head yanked forward by my hair. I caught a glimpse of the Sirius man. He looked scared for me.

They pulled me down the stairs without allowing me to even step properly.

"Hurry up! Stupid little bitch!" The man yelled at me. We finished the stairs and he dragged me into a room where he threw me down in front of someone. Then he left and slammed the door. The person helped me up.