Isabella Lestrange

The Forest

It was allowed that third-years and up were allowed to travel to a local village outside of the school on weekends. The village was called Hogsmeade, I knew there would be other chances to go. I also knew since this was the first time everyone in my year could go, they all would. I already had my permission form signed and ready to go, I would go next weekend. I would take this as my chance to do certain things I couldn't do around the other students.

Since it was a weekend I was allowed to wear whatever I wanted. Unlike a lot of my friends I liked to believe I had a nice taste in clothes. But I would go back and forth between themes. One minute I could be dark and mysterious and another I could be light and colorful. I wore a pair of black ripped jean shorts with a cropped green sweater.  I wore a pair of adidas superstars.

I watched from one of the towers as all of the students prepared to leave. I could see Draco from all the way up here. His platinum hair always gave him away. I didn't tell him why I stayed, I still wasn't allowed to practice at school. I just needed to, I wanted to let my curls out and free my voice. I needed to express myself, even if I was alone. I grabbed a bag with some spells I had written down, the siren and Unforgivable Curses Book, a radio, some CDs, and the spell to straighten my hair. When I was certain that everyone was gone, I began to walk down towards the entrance. I saw Professor Lupin and Harry talking, I didn't know Harry didn't go either? Maybe when I was done I would see him. But for now I had to creep passed the both of them.

I made my way off of the school grounds and towards the forest. I walked until my legs got tired and I found a nice clearing the center of the forest. It was beautiful the sun was shining, the sound of animals off in the distance and stream were soothing. I ran my fingers through my hair and shook out the curls. I smiled as I felt the tight coils I hadn't seen in so long. I sat on the grass and opened my bag. I pulled the spell book out about the sirenstongue. I had practiced read this book around twenty time now, I knew pretty much everything in it. I was just going to test myself now. I had been used to singing songs I had been prepared and already concentrated on. This time, I am going to listen to the radio and sing whatever is on and do whatever comes natural to me.

I turned on the radio and a song called Ashes by Celine Dion came on. I had only heard the song a few times, due to my lack of muggle studies. Since the school year began I haven't had time to focus on my gift. I closed my eyes and let my magic flow out of me, I began to sing.

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What's left to say?
These prayers ain't working anymore
Every word shot down in flames
What's left to do with these broken pieces on the floor?
I stood up and held my hands out with my palms open. I could feel them heating up, but nothing else. I opened my eyes to see nothing.

I'm losing my voice calling on you
'Cause I've been shaking
I've been bending backwards till I'm broke
Watching all these dreams go up in smoke
Suddenly, two bright blue flames shot out of my hand. The wind began to pick up and spun around me in a circle. Almost as if I was in the center of a tornado.

Let beauty come out of ashes
Let beauty come out of ashes
And when I pray to God all I ask is
Can beauty come out of ashes?
Can you use these tears to put out the fires in my soul?
I felt strong secure. But for some reason I felt as if someone was watching me. I ignored it and continued to focus on the song.

'Cause I need you here, woah
'Cause I've been shaking
I've been bending backwards till I'm broke
Watching all these dreams go up in smoke
The wind turned the same color as the blue  fire. As it surrounded me, I still continued to sing. That's when I realized I was in the center of a fire tornado. But I knew I was safe. I watched as the tornado reached up into the sky touching the trees

Let beauty come out of ashes
Let beauty come out of ashes
And when I pray to God all I ask is
Can beauty come out of ashes?
Can beauty come out of ashes?
As I finished the song, the fire tornado began to slowly come down. The last thing to go was the blue fire igniting from my hand. I had no idea why it was blue, but it was. I looked around to see grey dust falling from from the sky. I looked up and realized it had been ashes from the trees the fire had hit.

I sighed in exhaustion, just one song could make you tired. I sat back down and read the book. The book stated that while I sang I could summon a power of light that would grow stronger as I sang and moved it around to the rhythm. I hadn't tried this before, so I use a song I already knew by hard. I opened my mouth to begin, but the sound of a stick cracking not so far away from me caused me to look around. I didn't see anything, plus I was far away from the school it was probably just a animal. I brushed it off and began to focus on my gift. I was bored so I began to hum a random melody to myself.

I just hummed  over and over again. I held my hands open in front of me, waiting for the light. The first few times nothing happened, however once I went through it the third time. I began to see a little ball of light form in the palm of my hand. I continued to sing, but with more depth and power. The ball grew larger, I remembered it helped to move the ball around. I began to form the light into something bigger as I moved my hands around it and moved it back and forth from hand-to-hand. The book stated once I had the ball I could do whatever form of magic I wanted into it. It could range from one of the Unforgivable Curses to Necromancy. I could use another ability I don't possess for a short period of time, Dark Magic, and so much more. I didn't wish to do anything dangerous at the moment so I just pushed the ball up into the sky. The ball immediately bursted into an explosion. Did I really do that?

I was exhausted, I dropped my head into my hands and sighed. I could probably fall asleep right here. My eyes began to flutter shut, I was almost out. That was until the sound of someone coughing behind me gained my attention. I shot up off of the ground and grabbed my wand from my pocket. I gasped as I recognized who stood in front of me. It was Sirius Black.

"That was impressive, you're even stronger than I believed." He smirked. This man wore an old inmate uniform. He was extremely dirty, as were his teeth. His jet black hair was long and curly it was a mess, as was his short beard.

"Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill you where you stand." I hissed taking a step close till pointing my wand at his neck.

"Who raised you?" He smirked as if I wasn't threatening his life.

"Lucius Malfoy." I glared not taking my eyes off the escaped prisoner. How did I find him and not a bunch of scary dementors?

"Oh, I see. You don't like this, do you?" He smirked taking a few steps towards me.

"That is none of your business." I snapped.

"What is I we're to tell you there is away you could live with someone who is more understanding, relaxed, oh and related to you." He smirked as if that would make a difference if it were true.

"What do you mean, I have no family." I glared.

"They really didn't tell you who I am? What did Lucius tell you about me?" Sirius asked with a bit of hurt.

"They said you were a crazy inmate who my mother blabbed to and you want to use my gift for your own selfish ways." I glared. He began to cackle almost insanely.

"That's hilarious, no. I am not trying to use you for my own selfish ways. I am however, trying to help protect the people I care about. You being one of them." He frowned.

"Me?" I asked in confusion still holding my wand to his throat.

"Yes, your lunatic mother so happens to be my cousin. So I'm going to protect you and help you figure this out." He explained sighing. He didn't seem as crazy anymore, other then the fact he hasn't showered.

"How do I believe you?" I glared suspiciously, I did have a right to be suspicious. I had never met anyone I was related to before. How did I know this wasn't a lie.

"Do some research and figure out what your mother used to go by when she was still in school. Until then, you know where to find me." He laughed before walking into the trees and vanishing.