Gideon Prewett

Ngl it might not be just me but i think that molly named fred and george after her own brothers, fabian and gideon

Chapter 1: The Dark Lord

The wind howled through the Hogwarts grounds. Narcissa Black gaped at the sight of her beloved sisters dueling amongst themselves. They were so happy, thought Narcissa.

“Can we not watch your stupid sisters stupidly battle? We have better things to do,” commented Lucy. Lucy was what the three Black sisters called Lucius Malfoy because he was quite possibly the biggest moron in the world.

“No one’s forcing you to stay, Lucy.” sneered Narcissa, not even taking her eyes off her dueling sisters.

As Lucius struggled for a comeback, Narcissa heard her sister, Bellatrix Black yell at her, “Put your wand in, Cissy!”

Stepping into the wide circle created by the watching Slytherins, Narcissa shoved her wand into the string of light that connected her sisters’ wands.

BOOM! A stream of fireworks erupted from their wands.

“See this, you Mudbloods,” shouted Rodolphus Lestrange, a Slytherin in the same year as Bellatrix said at a group of Hufflepuffs nearby, “this is proof that purebloods really are superior.”

“Shut it Lestrange,” snapped Andromeda Black, not paying attention to the idiotic Slytherin.

“I foresee…” started Sybill Trelawney, “I foresee—”

But she was quickly hit by three well-aimed stunning spells from the Black sisters.

It was at this moment that Minerva McGonagall chose to intervene. She had been watching with a lot of interest for quite some time. “What is going on here?!” she screamed, acting as if she had just entered the scene. “Albus! Come quick!”

After what seemed like ten hours of relentless shouting, Albus Dumbledore decided he’d like to grace the audience with an appearance.

But, as busy as always with chocolate frogs, he took one quick glance at the scene and hurtled away. Professor McGonagall sighed; she was used to these kinds of antics from the eccentric headmaster. After scolding the three Black sisters, all of whom looked as if they really didn’t care at all, about hitting Sybill Trelawny with stunning spells, she let them go with only 20 points taken from Slytherin. This was because privately, Professor McGonagall hated Trelawney as she thought that Trelawney was the biggest fraud ever.

“Practice for Hogwarts Gobstones Team after lunch!” shouted a random Ravenclaw.

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Noise of cutlery, chattering, and munching from the Great Hall was heard all the way in a Slytherin dormitory. However, with a few well done silencing spells, the noise was not heard in the Slytherin common room where there was a very important meeting. Only select Slytherins were present, Bellatrix and Narcissa being two of those present. Andromeda Black had mysteriously been taken ill the day before the meeting and was not there.

There was one incredibly obnoxious woman who shouted, “I heard that people are going on a treasure hunt to find the Chamber of Secrets!”

The old scrawny man in the center with a gigantic reticulated python around his neck immediately seemed agitated. “You may leave,” he said to the obnoxious woman.

Her expression grew solemn and then scared. She left the room within a moment.

“Now, Slytherins, we are gathered here because you are the only house capable of joining a very… special cause…” said the man in the center quietly.

The Slytherins listened with rapt attention, hanging on to the man’s every word. The man, despite appearances, was the powerful and renowned “Lord Voldemort”. The Dark Lord Voldemort, Tom Riddle, was a powerful dark wizard who had been slowly gaining power over the past few years. He was the epitome of all things Slytherin, and the group that was meeting in the common room had heard many things about this new leader.

“As you know, we must get rid of all mudbloods. They are impure.”

The room erupted into shouts of agreement.

“SILENCE!” the Dark Lord yelled. “If you should be this chaotic and unruly, then I suggest you leave right away, like that insolent little brat who decided to ‘hold a search party’ for the renowned Chamber of Secrets. I shall make this very clear for those who need explanation; the Chamber of Secrets shall be reopened, but it is not for your generation. Now, I will say your names one by one. If you shall join me, say yes,” he said, taking out a list of names.

“Evan Rosier?”

“Yes.”

“Wilkes?”

“Yes.”

“Mulciber?”

“Yes.”

“Rodolphus Lestrange?”

“Wholeheartedly!”

Voldemort’s face grew grim. “I told you to say yes, and not anything else. If you should join me, you will follow my exact instructions. If not, you will suffer the immense consequences.” The enormous serpent hissed at Rodolphus, and he shrank back. “Now, Rabastan Lestrange?”

“Yes.”

“Andromeda Black?”

“My sister is ill and will not be able to attend the meeting, my Lord.” said Bellatrix. Voldemort gave a quick nod in understanding and continued reading off the names.

“Bellatrix Black?”

“Yes,” Bellatrix replied, her voice filled with undisguised awe and admiration.

“Regulus Black?” Everyone turned to the cowering young man in the far back of the room. “Ye… Yes…”

“Very well. Narcissa Black?”

“N…”

“Sorry?”

“No.”

~~~-~~~

“Frank and Alice, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G.”

“Oh shut up, Sirius,” said Frank Longbottom to Sirius Black, a rebel a year senior of him.

“Yeah Sirius. Don’t you have better things to do, like transform into a big black dog?” teased Alice.

Sirius’s face grew pale. “W-what do you-what do you mean?”

“You think I haven’t noticed? How whenever you disappear, that big dog comes along? Must be your Anima—”

Alice was cut short, much to Sirius’s relief, because Professor Filius Flitwick walked into the Great Hall in a great hurry.

“Alright, everyone, I am terribly sorry, but will the house prefects please lead their house to their respective dormitories?”

The hall shouted and screamed in concern and panic.

“As your professor,” Flitwick continued, “I am compelled to tell you the reason. We suspect that the You-know-who is in the school premises.”

While the prefects led the entire school to their dormitories, Narcissa dragged Andromeda to the back of the school, who had recovered from her illness just a few minutes after the meeting with the Dark Lord had ended.

When they were about a mile away from Hagrid’s hut, Narcissa shouted, “Dromeda! I saw you talking to that Muggle-born, Ted Tonks… affectionately! What is wrong with you?”

“What is wrong with you?! Can you please mind your own business?!”

“You realize that we are pureblood, don’t you? We’re not supposed to be mixing with Muggles, Muggle-borns, Squibs or even half-bloods!”

Before the argument could go on any further, Bellatrix, Lucius and Rodolphus came out of nowhere.

Bellatrix spoke first, “ Cissy, why—”

But she didn’t complete it, because of Andromeda randomly staring at her like she was a maniac—and she was one.

“Dromeda, why are you here?”

“Why don’t you ask Narcissa? She’s the one who dragged me here.”

“Is that right, Cissy? Well you’re not supposed to be here. There are dangerous creatures here… like that porlock.” She pointed to a tiny, shaggy horse-like creature hiding in the bushes of the Dark Forest.

“How could you call that little guy dangerous?!”

The porlock disappeared into the shadows of the forest.