[COMPLETED] Book One
Immer Rein has been a repeated phrase throughout the young Black children's lives that they hardly knew anything else, the term 'always pure' was to be upheld by any means necessary.
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Cassiopeia Aurora Black was not what her p...
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-Walburga Black-
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It was odd when the two were finally separated into their own bedrooms, it was crucial but also fitting as time for another child came into the mist. Neither of them understood why their mother's stomach was growing out, but that was the last thing on their mind.
Currently Cassiopeia laid awake, pouting out into her large bedroom as she tried every position in an attempt to get some rest, she couldn't sleep without her brother's loud snoring.
So she ventured down the hall of the Noble House of Black, though she simply called it home. Granted the decapitated heads of past House Elves were brutal and frightening to the little witch...it was the only way to her brother's room, though it gave her more fuel for her nightmares.
Opening the door with a settling creep did she hurry to close it and rush to her brother's bed, only to find him sprawled and fastly asleep. She sniffled and took her hand to shake him so very roughly to the point he growled in his sleep.
"Rory?" He questioned out, rising a bit to look around. It was night time still, and he huffed. "I don't want to play." She sniffled again, he was going to be a load of trouble if his parents saw her crying so he attempted to wake himself up one more.
"It's sleep time Rory." She sniffled again and she nodded. "Nightmare." Was all that she responded with, and he yawned. Confused as what she wanted from him, so he smiled and moved his body and aided into pulling her into the bed.
"Sleep time." He spoke, wrapping her into his hold and she was out like a light. He laughed, she knew it was time to sleep but maybe she missed him? It was a long day, he had gone with his father for the day to the Lestrange manner while Rory was with their mum. So he hugged her tighter, cuddling her further.
When their mother woke to get Cassiopeia ready for the day, it was delightful sight to see that she had gone to her brother's bedroom to sleep with him. She had taken her daughter back into the other room to rally her up for the day while Sirius was allowed to sleep for a while more.
It occurred from a younger age where Cassiopeia seemed to be dolled up more than Sirius. Her manner teaching sessions had strained her, making her fingers numb at how many times her mother had hit her in order to place a bit of force.
Those were the worst for Cassi.
She didn't know what she had done, usually she was always a well rounded and sweet girl. But she did not understand why the little toys beside her dinner plate were special. It just didn't click at the age of almost five.
