House Of Black

"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 came to my eyes as I watched a dark wizard toss a quick "sectasumpra!" at my mother and I stared at her dying, bleeding form.

She took my head in her hands and held me 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 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 I was cast into a deep, dreamless sleep some would call a coma, but not before seeing the last, dying breath of my precious mother.