Alexandra Black

Chapter 1-The truth

My own father doesn't even know I exist! I layed on my spongy bed staring at the roof. I thought thought back to that afternoon when Dumbledore and I were having a normal history lesson when he suddenly shut the book.

"We need to talk about your history" he had said.

"What do you mean dad?" I said worriedly.

"No not dad, Professor Dumbledore." He took a deep breath. A single tear ran down under his half moon specticals and disappeared into his long silver beard.

"The truth is, your real parents are Sirius and Marlene Black. Your father went to Azkaban the year you were born. Your mother died when you were born." I stared at him. What could I say. It was the summer before I started my first year at Hogwarts and he tells me now. I had grown up in this castle. I knew it inside and out. I already knew how to play quittitch and do spells that filth years would be learning. My whole 10 years of my life had been a lie.

"Why did you hide this? My whole life was a LIE?!" I said it all through gritted teeth until the last word. I screamed it so loud I hoped the whole world could hear. A stream of tears rained down and I sprinted into my circle bedroom.

"A-Alex.." he whispered after me.

Soon I heard a knock at my door.

"Go away" I sobbed. The door opened anyway. A wrinkled witch strode through the door a plopped herself down beside me. She wore an emerald green robe and her hair was pulled back into a tight bun as always.

"Miss. Minerva?" I exclaimed wiping away my tears.

"I know you want comfort, but we were doing this for the best. If we had not hidden you here, hidden the truth, then the ministry would have taken you away. We can't take that chance." The lady looking down at me had a stern look in her eyes, but by her tone I could tell she meant it.

"Albus and I both know how much you want to start school, but that would mean exposing your identi-

"So I can't learn here!?"

" You didn't let me finish. That would mean exposing your identity, so, we will have to change your last name. McKinnon. That was your mothers maidan name, so that will be your fake last name. Now get some sleep, we have a big trip tomorrow."

I had almost forgotten. Tomorrow was my trip to get my supplies from diagon alley. Before, I learned wand-less magic because I wasn't old enough for a wand. I fell asleep thinking about my father in a jail cell, not even realizing he had a 11 year old daughter yearning to meet him.

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I know my chapters are short and I'll try to make them longer but I need the chapters to seperate my ideas!