Whispers

Sword of Gryffindor

Harry Potter

The Marauders years

The Sword Of Gryffindor

Disclaimer:

Harry Potter is all J.K. Rowling's. I just added some things.

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Prolog

Clarissa Belle Black always thought she was normal. She lived with her family, her parents and two brothers, in a cozy house in England. She had a black cat named Magic, and she shared barn owl named Coco with her twin brother. This was normal for her. After all, she grew up in the wizarding world.

"Clarissa! WAKE UP!"
Clara frowned. Her brother was pounding on her door.
"Go away Sirius."
She flipped over.
"But we're going to Diagon Alley today!"
Sirius called back.
"I'm awake!"
Clara jumped out of bed. Five minutes later she was down stairs in the kitchen.
"I wonder what our wands will be. Dragon or unicorn. Or maybe even pheonix!"
Sirius was jabbering on about getting a wand.
"I know, it's exciting!"
Clara said tripping over a chair.
"Ow."
She brushed her skirt and turned around.
"When are we leaving mum?"
Her mother frowned.
"Very soon, we need to get to there and get out before any half-bloods and
muggleborns."
Her mother shuddered.
"Get there and start socializing."
Sirius rolled his eyes.
"I'd ask what's so bad about them but I've heard this lecture too many times."
Clara nodded.
"Yeah, I guess. I don't really see anything wrong with them.... but everyone I've met, and that's not a lot of people, mum and dad are very particular about who we're around, don't like them at all."
Sirius rolled his eyes again.
"So what. We're all magical. Who cares who your mum and dad were."
Clara looked back over to her mother.
"Can we go now?"
Her mother nodded.
"Let me get your brother."
Sirius frowned.
"The perfect little role model. Even though we're older."
Sirius didn't particularly like Regulus. It was sad. Clara remembered a time when they would all get along fine. But then their parents explained to them about blood status. Sirius didn't care, Regulus thought that being pureblood was the best thing ever, and Clara, she didn't know which side to choose.
"Out of all the four houses, Slytherin is the best. Whole families been there for ages. Well, everyone we haven't disowned eventually."
Her dad had said. Sirius had already made up his mind.
"Slytherin's evil! Why would anyone want to be in that house?"
Clara frowned.
"I want to fit in with the rest of the family."
Sirius smirked.
"I'd rather be different."