Emerald Black, daughter of Sirius Black, is sent to Hogwarts in hope of living her life out as a normal witch. Everything is turned upside down when she meets a blonde wizard: Draco Malfoy. She uncovers dark secrets along the way; one of them being...
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( TW for this chapter, towards the end- so everyone is aware! There will be mature, real life scenes in this series.)
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Not long after the blowout, there was a woman in my room, tightly strapping and tying the dress that now fit a little too snug around my hips and waist. The dress was still utterly beautiful, and it gleamed in reflection of the light. My hair was pinned up in strict curls, with two small spirals framing around my rounded face. My freckles were slightly dusted with a rosy pink, my lips smacked with a dark crimson red. Around my eyes, stood a black fading eyeshadow topped with a nude color, and light mascara, as not to "dull the twinkle" in my eyes, according to the makeup lady. My bags remained heavy, but those were a normality for me at this point. No one could be picture perfect, with no flaws. It wasn't possible.
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I had never seen so much yet so little makeup on me. I was bold, I stood out. In an uncomfortable way, but it was so comfortable at the same time. I was- looked a totally different person. I mean, I technically was. I was no longer the daughter of Sirius Black, but Voldemort himself. I could feel his name rise in my throat like bile did. It burned, and I wanted to keep it back. I close my eyes.
"Something the matter, dear?" The elderly lady asks with delicacy. I shake my head and run my hands down the front of my dress. I was probably zoning out once again. A charm of mine.
"No, M'am. Thank you." I softly smile to shrug off her suspicions. She motions her hand as she bends down in front of me, taking my foot. She places a black heel on it, surely giving me about three inches. Draco would still tower over me. I just hoped I wouldn't fall in these and make an utter fool of myself. I was good at that, especially in heels. Hence why, I wore small ones for the Yule Ball.
What was insane to me was that the problems now compared to the Yule Ball seemed much more. During that third year, the Yule Ball was a night for redemption. A night before I would never see Cedric Diggory again. My heart broke at the thought. Now, I had to worry about setting Hogwarts aflame. Destroying it, double crossing Draco and Voldemort- my.. my.. I take a breath. I was doing this all out of love to protect my Draco. Voldemort could kill me, then he could find out the truth. I wasn't going to let him find out for as long as I was breathing. He didn't deserve to know and get that satisfaction. He killed my mother. The woman he loved but didn't love. How could one kill his/her lover? How was that possible without feeling one hint of remorse? His smirk played in my head as he shot the killing curse at Jade. How I was already gone with Dumbledore. And now, my mission had altered. I hadn't realized this happened until now. I would get the truth out of Sirius and then- then, I would kill Voldemort. End him once and for all. I would take anyone's help at this point.
