6 Years old~
It started as a peaceful day for Hazel and Arsanel Black,
Hazel was in the kitchen making lunch for the two of them, and Arsanel was playing happily in the sitting room with his moving quidditch people.
Hazel came into the room to tell her boy that lunch was ready and Arsanel stood up to greet his mother, when the front door flew open with a BANG!
People flooded into the room, with scary white and silver masks, and black cloaks.
Hazel recognised these people.
"Run! Run Arsen run!"
His mother frantically yelled at him, but he stood rooted to the ground as massive amounts of death eaters flooded into his home.
His mother ran to him and scooped his six year old self up, but fell a couple steps after.
Silent tears came to Arsanel's eyes as he watched a dark wizard toss a quick "sectasumpra!" at his mother and he stared at her dying, bleeding form.
She took his head in her hands and held him tight.
"Arsanel Regulus Black, I love you so much, as does your father. We are so very proud of you and always will be. When you wake up, I want you to find your Uncle Sirius, and if you can't, go to a place called Godric's Hollow. The people there will help you.
I love you so, so much."
She waved her wand, and he was cast into a deep, dreamless sleep some would call a coma, but not before seeing the last, dying breath of his precious mother...
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House Of Black
Fanfiction"Run! Run Arsen run!" My mother frantically yelled at me, but I stood rooted to the ground as massive amounts of death eaters flooded into my home. My mother ran to my and scooped my six year old self up, but fell a couple steps after. Silent tears...
