Tantia
To my precious daughter,
This Diary has been in our noble family for seventeen generations. It is given to eldest daughter on their sixteenth birthday so that she may confide her deepest secrets in it. My mother gave it to my eldest sister when she reached sixteen, and now I give it to you, for she can not.
Now I must tell a secret I have kept from you for fifteen years. Too long, but I had no choice. For if you knew who you really were, then I feared that you would meet nothing but fear and hate.
But times are changing, greatest treasure. The Dark Lord is rising again. It is time for you to know the truth: I am not your real mother. I am your aunt.
Your true mother is my oldest sister, Bellatrix Lestrange. She was a powerful and noble witch and the Dark Lord's loyalist follower. When he seemly died she, along with your father and uncle, refused to believe him dead. Along with a friend, they searched for him, but in vain, and all four were thrown in Azkaban for their loyalty.
This was her Diary. Now it is your's.
Love, your adopted mother,
Narcissa Malfoy
Capria
1995, August 12th
Mum said that it's time I start a diary. Dora said she never started a diary. Thank you, Dora. You don't have to be so smug.
It's not that I'm against starting a diary. It's just that I have a lot of other things to do. Like, for instance, homework. Or at least that's what I told Mum. She didn't believe me--well, she's not stupid. She's wondering exactly who I am writing to at every given moment. And she's not the only one either.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Dora asked curiously.
"No, I don't," I grumble. "Do you?"
"I don't think so," Dora says, taking a sip of her coffee. But I saw the tips of her hair turn pink.
Something I should tell you about my sister. She's a Metamorphamagus (Or something like that. The stupid word is so hard to spell), and can change her appearance at will. She's also an Auror and the best big sister in the world. Normally, that is.
But I've been thinking, this diary might not be so useless after all. For one thing, it is awfully neat. Dora took me to Diagon alley on her broomstick, something I'm pretty sure she's not supposed to do, to buy it along with my school things. It's pretty cool, actually. It changes colors with my mood and will bite the nose of anyone who won't give the password (Streeler)
Speaking of Streelers, Dora's given me one. It must of cost a ton so it was really nice of her. She buys me an animal every year at Diagon alley before I go off to Hogwarts. So far I have a cockroach, a python, a black cat and a toad. But a Streeler is the first magical creature I've had. It looks like a giant snail with spikes and changes color every hour. Both the spikes and the slime trail it leaves are extremely poisonous.
"Thanks a million, Dora." I grinned, licking my chocolate ice cream and watching the Streeler ooze. "I'll call him Squishling."
She laughed. "Do you try to give your pets the silliest names?" She glanced at her watch and sighed. "Oh, hurry up Capria, I've got to go soon."
Other than being an Auror, Dora is also a member of the Order. I'm still mad, by the way, that Dumbledore hasn't let me join. Stay in school, he says. Don't worry about the fact the Most-Evil-And-Powerful-Wizard-Of-All-Time has come back from the dead and is going to try to kill your entire family. Don't worry that everyone who's important is a complete idiot and refuses to believe anything is wrong. Don't worry about the fact that a boy got killed last year and or that Harry Potter just happens to be in your school. Just do your homework and be a good girl.
Well, guess what? I'm a Slytherin, not a good girl. I break rules. And I just broke a rule. I created a secret society for all the kids who are tired of being good and want to FIGHT.
It's called the Children of the Phoenix, and it's basically a junior version of the Order. All the kids in Hogwarts that believe in Dumbledore and Potter, and want to fight He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named have joined.
So far I have got nineteen Hufflepuffs, sixteen Gryffindors, thirteen Ravenclaws and nine Slytherin. Not to mention the students at Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, and the kids that are homeschooled. All in all, I have 64 members. Can you believe it?
Still less than you would think though, mainly because the Ministry of magic keeps on insisting that Harry's a nutter and that He-Who-Should-Not-Be-Named is comfortably dead. Yeah right.
And of course, Dumbledore doesn't know any of this even though it's practically named after him. He might disapprove. Too bad for him.
Mum would definitely disapprove. She isn't even all that thrilled with Dora in the Order. She thinks it's right, but she's awful worried, even though she tries not to show it. Father and Dora might understand, but I'de prefer to keep it secret.
Even though I thought of the idea, I don't lead it. I chose different leaders for each house, and I'm the leader of mine. Hermione's Gryffindors because she's smart, Ernie Maximilien is Hufflepuff's, and Cho Chang is Ravenclaw's. Right now we aren't doing much but I hope things will get better at school
Have to go. Mum will hex me if I don't clean my room.
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