A Hogwarts Love Triangle ( A Draco Malfoy vs. Harry Potter love story)
Full Name: Alexis Onyx Black
Family: Dad, Sirius Black
Age: 10 years old (almost 11)
Birthday: Oct. 31st
Hair color: jet black
Eye color: pale blue
Blood type: Pure
Boyfriend: don't have one
House elf: Kreacher
Likes: Anything that has to do with pain, death, or hatred of people she hates.
Dislikes: The Malfoys, the Ministry of Magic, Bellatrix Lestrange, the Dark Lord, Death Eaters.
Pet(s): Owl, Shadow
Two unexpected letters
Me: Kreacher! Check and see if / have any mail. If I do bring it up to my bedroom.
Kreacher: Yes, Miss Black.
A few minutes later Kreacher come up to my bedroom and gave me the mail. Which is the first time I ever got mail since my father got sent to Azkaban.
Kreacher: Here you go Miss Black.
Me: You're dismissed Kreacher.
After he left my room, I ripped throught the mail.
I tossed the first letter away.
Me: More junk.
I tossed the second letter away.
Me: What is this?
The third letter I ripped opend.
Dear Miss Black,. It started.
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of necessary books and equipment.
term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Me: Kreacher, I need a pen and some paper.
A few momemnts later he brings them. I write back and seal the letter with my own seal, a wolf with a sword in its mouth.
Me: Kreacher!! Get me Shadow.
Me: Shadow! Come here you cute thing.
Shadow, who just happen to be jet black as my hair and got his name, flew down to my arm and held out his leg.
Me: Thanks Shadow. Could you send this to Hogwarts' Deputy Headmistress
Shadow looked at me with his pale grey eyes and then flew out my bedroom window. I then went back to the last letter.
Me: Great just what I need.
This letter had two fancy ms on it. Ministry of Magic. I ripped opened the letter and went paler than my pale.
Dear Miss Black,
As you know that we know your father, Sirius Black, is in Azkaban and you live alone. We are sending one of our trusted people to help you. In other words adopt you. He will be at your house at five this eveing. He might have his son with him, his son's name is Draco Malfoy. We hope you have a fun time with Draco and his father.
The Minister of Magic,
Me: Malfoy. Where have I heard that name before? What time is it, Kreacher?
Kreacher: 4 in the afternoon, Miss Black.
Me: Thank you, Kreacher. You're dissmissed.
After Kreacher left I started to rip through my closet to find something to wear.
Me: No that won't do.
I threw aside a pink dress. This went on for about ten minutes.
I found the right dress for the occasion. A black dress that I wore to my mother's funeral. Long and strapless. The shoes were right where I last saw them. Black straped high heels. Only 40 minutes to get ready.
Me: I hope Mr. Malfoy and Draco like what I'm wearing if not who cares.