The Black Family

Below Carl snarled as the window shut, his hands falling to his sides and curling up into fists.
“When I get rid of all you Mudbloods, your first Longbottom.” He said out loud. Carl walked away, storming down into the Slytherin dungeons, his brain teeming with ways to get back at the Mudblood who showed such disrespect. He had always hated James…and was fed up with him acting better then him. He was a Mudblood, and an orphan to make things worst, so why did he think he had the right to insult him, Carl Deacon?! These thoughts and more floated through his mind as Carl flopped down on one of the couches in his common room after arriving at his house.

Back upstairs James had moved back to lay down with Riyo; she woke up slightly and made room for him, then cuddled up to him falling back asleep. He looked down at her sleeping peacefully, and fell asleep himself.
Al and Liz were the first to arrive to drop off their bags after Herbology and Defense against the Dark Arts, talking loudly about the two lessons they had.
“Wasn’t it cool when Professor Tonks brought out the Boggart?” Liz said sighing, “I want to be an Aurour or a teacher just like her!” She said smiling broadly. James stirred, walking up, his blond hair mussed from sleeping, his eyes slightly unfocused and hazy since he was just waking up.
“I didn’t know you were scared of geese.” Al said reflectively.
“Wouldn’t you be if Grandma’s gander and geese chased you down the block?” Liz said defensively, but still smiling.
“Ya…I suppose” Al said trying to hold back the laughter which threaten to spew forth at the memory of his sister running down the street in her barefoot and bathing suit. They had gone swimming in the pond, and Liz found the eggs that the geese had laid, she didn’t touch them, but the Gander and the Geese didn’t know that.
“How about you? Wasn’t yours a clown?” Liz said snickering.
“Hey, I didn’t make fun of your goose.” Al said his smile waning. Liz laughed and nodded.
“Sorry Bro, I wont mention the carnival.” She said with a smile. Al blushed and nodded as Riyo woke up, sitting up rubbing her eyes. James stayed where he was, still groggy and highly amused by the Twin’s conversation. Al did a double take when he saw Riyo sit up and held his heart.
“Jeezz…give a guy a little warning will ya?” He asked faking a heart attack. The group laughed, and James sat up beside Riyo, resting his head on her shoulder.
“Don’t worry Al, next time We’ll let ya know.” James said his laughter booming out over the other threes. Hearing his laughter the two girls giggled and Al snickered. James had that laughter, the kind that you just want to join in with, his robust laughter booming over everyone’s. He didn’t try to, and he didn’t have an annoying laugh that seemed to go on either. Riyo smiled and got up, rubbing her eyes lightly and straightening her robes.
“What did I miss?” She asked stretching out.
“Nothing much.” Liz said flopping down on the couch.
“We got to practice on Boggart’s today.” Al said mimicking his sister.
“Really? Awe man…that sucks.” She said with a frown “Any home work?” She said taking out the wizard’s chess board game and raising her eyebrows as if to ask anyone to play.
“Nope, I’ll play you after Dinner.” Al said patting the seat next to him. Riyo smiled and sat down beside him.
“So what did it turn into for you too?” She asked leaning on the side of the couch, her hands resting gently on Al’s shoulder, her body semi draped onto him.
“A Goose for Liz, and a Clown for me.” Al said, mumbling the last part.
“No Worries Mate, I hate Bunnies.” Riyo said brightly.
“Why?” Al said pulling her into his lap.
“There so cute though!” Liz said laughing. “I mean…Jeez…there adorable!” She added grabbing a pillow to stifle her laughter. Riyo threw her a dirty look and blushed a deep shade of crimson, and James saved her the trouble of telling the story by telling it himself.
“Riyo was dancing around the house one day, and it had just rained, and like normal the roof leaked in this one spot. It was creaky and anyway, Riyo’s dancing around, she’s only about…five or six, and she falls right through the floor.” He said snickering slightly and ducked as Riyo stole the pillow from Liz and threw it at him.
“So, I fell through the floor and there were all these…Rabbits…just…everywhere!” She said shuddering. “It was sooo creepy, and I had landed in the middle of all these baby rabbits, ever seen them?” She said taking a deep breath. “There so…ugly! It took them soo long to get me out of there too.” She said cringing at the memory.
“Truth is…I was the only one who noticed, and they never listen to me.” James growled. Al wrapped his arms around Riyo and gave her a squeeze.
“Well, now you guys are here, and we won’t let you fall through the floor into a bunny nest.” Al said with a twinkle in his eye.

After dinner Riyo was stopped outside of the Great Hall when she was leaving by Carl.
“Hey.” He said, a strange look in his eye. Riyo paused, a sick sensation creeping over her body, starting from her arm where his hand was and she moved away from him. “What?” He said, the look becoming more pronounced.
“Nothing, just…tired.” She said blushing.
“Spending too much time with the Mudbloods?” He said reaching for her arm once more. She moved a step out of reach and started to shake with anger.
“I told you Carl…there my friends! Leave them alone!” She said, trying to control her anger.
“Why? They don’t care. James just wants in your Pants, as well as the other one…Al.” He sneered grabbing her by the wrist. A blinding light flashed before her eyes and she felt like her body was on fire, she tried to pull away from him and fell, landing on the bottom step. Her eyes start to tear over as her body still felt like it was on fire. She could her loud maniacal laughter and nothing else, she tried to scream and nothing came out, but the laughter seemed to be getting louder. He forced her eyes open to see Carl standing over her, his body convulsing in laughter. She tried to scream again as the pain increased her back arching like a string was attached to her belly button, but again, nothing came out. The pain lessened in her body, but her wrist still felt like it was on fire, something burning deep into her tender white flesh. She started to whimper, sound finally coming out of her mouth.
“Silenco!” Carl yelled and pointed his wand at Riyo. Immediately the small amounts of noise she had been able to make were extinguished as tears started to trickle out of her eyes. Things had just begun to look up, her Father was back, all the parts of her life had seemed to come together, and now it was being twisted yet again. Every time she was completely satisfied with herself and her life something happened.
“Don’t cry!” He said giggling hysterically, “It’ll be okay! The Mudbloods can’t get near you anymore, I’m taking you home so you’ll be okay!” He said, roughly trying to wipe her tears away with his hand. “You’re so soft,” he said kneeling over her. Riyo tried to say something but the spell still held its power over her and she couldn’t speak. She started to cry once more and thrashed about, trying to hit him.
“No! None of that!” Carl said forcefully grabbing her by the wrists. The flash of her pain blinded her once more when he touched her wrists and he let her go. As soon as he did the pain lessened, and she started to sob silently. He grabbed her right wrist and turned it over, looking at the underside. She tried to moan as pain shot through her body once more, but looked down at her own wrist at what Carl was looking at. Etched into her flesh there was the image of a strange arrow, like small, crude house. The top of the house, the roof like symbol faced down her wrist, pointing towards the length of her arm. The walls of the house started where her wrist connected with her arm, the walls spread apart, wide enough she quickly guessed for a finger to be placed in between them. The roof didn’t touch the walls, but was a little bit above them.
“Look what the Mudbloods did to you!” Carl said stroking it, causing flashes of pain to shoot through her body. Deep inside her head she heard a little voice nagging at her, it wasn’t the voice of her, or her father, she knew it was the voice of her mother.
“Where are your friends now?” It nagged, piercing all other thoughts she may have been able to put together as wave after wave of pain flowed through her body. When the voice was done feeding her its thoughts she could hear the sound of voices. They started as a murmur, growing louder and louder, her vision growing darker as the voices grew louder. She finally passed out as Carl sat beside her, stroking her wrist incurring pain with his every touch.