TRUEST BLACK- S.B daughter

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Harry found himself at Dumbledore's office with all his friends and family, telling for like the hundred time what happened during the task. Dumbledore must admit he is impressed by the power and abilities Hazel has, he never thought of her as that, he indeed underestimated the prophecy.

"Professor, he spoke about Hazel." Harry said. "About a prophecy made about her— saying she'll either help stop the war or- or. . . Join Voldemort"

All the people present in the room stayed silent. The adults knew about Hazel's part of the prophecy although they never really understood why or for what she was part of it.

"Harry, she is indeed a very important part for the downfall or for the worst, the risen of Voldemort. She may be connected to both of you- and, in a way be more powerful that Voldemort, that's why he wants to keep her close. . .

"I must admit" Dumbledore said again, locking eyes with Sirius. "The girl is not in very good hands. . . This is why I feared my decision of placing her in Slytherin" He stood up, walking toward the Phoenix in the room.

Sirius locked eyes with James not understanding what he just said. "I'm sorry, what?"

Dumbledore sighed. "Before the sorting ceremony I told the Hat to place her in Slytherin instead of any house she was going to place, I needed her to be it"

"Why?" Asked James getting annoyed with the man.

"She needed to be ambitious and cunning in order to have a mind of her own and not join Voldemort"

"Couldn't you have done it by placing her in Hufflepuff or something?" Angrily said Sirius.

"Yes Indeed. But even though her school uniform says one thing her heart and mind are screaming Gryffindor"

"Awesome" The twins said at the same time.

Sirius smiled. He was secretly glad his only daughter was meant to be a Gryffindor. But he was angry at the old man who kept on saying his decisions were for the best.

—

Hazel barely left her room, occasionally she would go to the kitchen but that was it, she hasn't even seen the light of the sun. 

School already finished and Hazel was packing her stuff ready to leave and go home even though it was the last thing she wanted. She enchanted her suitcase so it would be a size that'll fit inside of her pocket.

Leaving the common room she went towards Hagrid's just to say her goodbye. Once she got the farewell from Hagrid she walked straight to the train not taking the carriage. The last thing she needed right now was the sight of the Thestrals reminding her of the death she witnessed.

Looking for an empty compartment Hazel accidentally opened the one in which all the Weasley's, Granger and Potter were in.

"Hazel!" Harry said standing up."This is yours" he said showing her a bag that was full of galleons before she could close the door on his face. It was the price of the tournament.

Hazel only shook her head proceeding to say, "I don't want that. You take it." She faked an smile and left the compartment without saying a word.

She couldn't wait to graduate school.

Hazel sat across Kialo and Aurelius in the Slytherin carriage, which to her opinion was too miserable. In fact, the whole school was. She fears nothing will ever be the same as it used to be. The house with the silver and green tie darkly looked at each other, knowing well what the future holds for all of them, fearing what they will become.

Murderers.

Finally after hours of torture silence the carriage arrived at London and they were able to leave.

Hazel took her time to leave the train, after all she had no clue who could possibly pick her up. Usually it was a house elf, one always different than the other, but she had a bad feeling it was her mother who dared to come this time.

With her head low she walked outside, her eyes scanning the already deserted platform before landing on her mother's tall figure. Hazel nervously walked towards her, trying to remember everything she was taught to be a "respected" Pureblood.

"Hello, mother" Hazel almost whispered, her eyes still not daring to look at her.

"Hazel" with that she started to walk towards the wall/entrance, knowing she must apparate once they would walk through it.

Involuntarily Hazel's eyes went straight towards the pair of eyes she felt on herself. Instantly coming to realize it was her father who was watching her while the Potter's and the Weasley's gathered around him.

Before Sirius could even process it all, his daughter was long gone, once again losing an opportunity to speak with her.