The Black Family

Riyo sat under the tall oak tree on the school grounds; her back resting on it slightly as she poured over her Defense against the Dark Art’s textbook working on an Essay her Professor gave her. A roll of parchment sat on the grass beside her, a quill stuck behind her left ear. She put the book down for a second then scribbled something onto her parchment. Her small hands had black ink staining them, the ink the same color as her ebony hair, a dark black she inherited from her father, a man she never got the chance to meet. She put the quill back behind her ear and continued to read her text. She was so engrossed in her book she didn’t notice the tall figure of a blond male walking towards her from the castle. She finally noticed the figure as it stood in front of her blocking her sunlight; it was the potions professor, Draco Malfoy. She closed her book and looked up at him, raising one of her delicate hands to her eyes blocking out the light coming from behind him. He sat down beside her and looked at the cover of her textbook.
“I was surprised to find out you were sorted into Gryffindor when you got here Riyo.” He said. “I knew your mother, she was a good friend of my Fathers. I had half hoped you would be put into my house.” Malfoy said with a smirk. Riyo looked at him distastefully and said,
“I belong to Gryffindor, I don’t want to be like my Mum, I want to be like my Dad. He was a Gryffindor, all of my family have been Gryffindors.” She said picking up her textbook.
“But they are not your real family Riyo. You know this. Sirius got himself killed trying to protect the person who you live with.” When he said this, Malfoy looked like he had just been fed a large spoonful of stinksap, by force. “He took your real father away. How can you stand to be around him?” He asked her, his voice low so she had to move closer to him. “Because of him you had to live with muggles who treated you like a dog.” Riyo looked down at her textbook, a textbook her uncle had given her. He bought her everything she had, and he treated her like his own child, how could she hate him?
“I love my Uncle Harry Professor. I know you hate him, and I know he hates you. Leave me out of this.” She said standing up. “I’m not a pawn in your world. He took me in; he’s taken care of me for the past year. What do you do? You follow me and try to make me hate the only Father I’ve ever known. You say your better then him? I dare you to show it. He was the first one to ever care about my existence.” She said walking away slinging her backpack over her shoulder, her small frame bent over, not from the weight of her bag.

“I care.” The light blond professor said where he still sat. He face overcast now, he was falling in love with her. He knew it; he felt it when she first arrived at Hogwarts. He had seen her once before that day, when his Mother brought her home as an infant. He had been only 15 years old; his father had been in Prison since the start of the summer, and his life as he had known it was going down the tubes. But when he saw this baby his mother had brought home, he realized that it wasn’t the end of the world, he'd just have to be better then his father, and not get caught, he would also have to be better then the babies mother, and not get killed. She brought about a change in him; a little baby changed his entire world. He no longer wanted to be just like his father, he didn’t want to be a follower. He wanted to lead. She might not have brought about a good change, but it was a change, and it gave him what he needed to go on. If she could do it with both parents gone, he could do it with one in prison. He would make the person who put his father way pay. He hoped she would grow up to help, because it was the same person who killed her father.
When he woke the next day however, his life changed once again. He went downstairs stretching and yawning; to see his Mother being killed by the Dark Lord his Father had served for so long. He found out later that she was suppose to kill the baby girl, her mother had tried to take control, and her father had been in the Order of the Phoenix, a deadly combination. But she had sent her away instead, unable to kill a baby who reminded her of her own son. The Dark Lord saw him and motioned for him to come to him, he obeyed and at 15 joined the Dark Lords service. The Dark Lord treated him like a son from then on, he kept going to Hogwarts, keeping an eye on the going on’s inside, reporting what Harry Potter was doing. When he left in his seventh year he came back two years later when Professor Snape left and took his place, waiting for the day Riyo Black came to Hogwarts.

Riyo ran up to the common room crying, when she got to the portrait of the Fat Lady she was crying so hard she couldn’t even blubber out the password.
“Dear, I’m sure it’s not that bad.” The painting said trying to calm her down. “It’ll be okay.” She added. This only made Riyo cry harder, she turned around and ran into Elizabeth, a fellow fifth year.
“Riyo, oh honey are you ok?” Liz said giving Riyo a hug. Riyo kept sobbing, unable to say anything. “Corpus Electrom” She said hugging Riyo and helping her into the common room as the portrait swung open. Luckily there was no one else in the common room, everyone else was downstairs eating lunch. Liz sat Riyo down on one of the couches and conjured up a pot of tea.
“Come on now Hun, tell me what happened. Was it that Rat Bastard Carl from Slytherin? I swear, If he…” She started to say but Riyo cut her off.
“No Liz, It wasn’t him. Professor Malfoy was bugging me again.” Riyo said sniffling. “He was going on about how Uncle Harry is the one responsible for My Dad’s Death.” She said wiping her eyes with her robe.
“Riyo, you know that’s not true! Harry thought he was saving his life, he loved your Father, well, like a Father.” Liz said hugging her tightly. “What else did he say?” She asked softly.
“He just…made me relive some things I did not care to. He brought up when I was living in the orphanage.” She said her eyes now dry. Liz looked disgusted and gave her a large hug.
“Let’s get you something to eat.” She said taking Riyo’s hand and leading her down stairs.