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The Life of a Young Black by DracoGal
Chapter 5 : Uh-Oh!!!
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 The train lurched forward and thus began the journey to Hogwarts. Cissy and Lucius took us to King’s Cross, and Amy and Steve met us there as well to see us off. Draco, Blaise, and I got a compartment to ourselves, but we knew the rest of our friends would stop by and say hi. I couldn’t believe that this was my fifth year already. It seemed only yesterday that I was hugging my dad as he wished me luck for my first year. Then after he got the letter to say what house I was sorted into, I received a Howler that told me how disappointed in me he was and would have disowned me on the stop if it wasn’t for Mum. That was how I became friends with Draco and Blaise. After I ran to the common room crying, they came in and tried to comfort me. When I had calmed down, we started talking and since then we have been inseparable.

 “So, who do you think the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher will be?” Draco asked, ripping me from my thoughts. 

“Dunno, what do you think Rex?” Blaise said. 

“I have no idea. But I do wish that we wouldn’t have a new one every year. It gets irritating.” Draco scoffed. 

“It’s not irritating; it’s fun. The only reason you find it irritating is because you are upset that Lupin left.” 

“Yep; he was an awesome teacher.” I retorted. 

“And the fact that he is your godfather.” Blaise noted. 

“Yes, I guess that’s another reason as well.” The compartment door opened and we turned to see Harry standing there.  

“Oh look, it’s the Sytherin brats.” he sneered. 

“And here is the Boy-Who-Lived-To-Be-A-Pain-In-My-Arse.” Draco retorted. I giggled and Harry shot me a look. 

“So Potter, why in the hell are you contaminating our lovely compartment? There must be a reason or else you wouldn’t be here.” Blaise asked. 

“I have a letter for Rex.” he said plainly. 

“From who?” I asked. 


“You can keep it; I don’t want anything from that wonderful father of mine.” He rolled his eyes.

“Just take it so I don’t have to keep smelling this grotesque odor that’s coming off the three of you.”  I rolled my eyes at him as I stood up and took the letter from him.

“Now leave.” I commanded.

“Gladly.” he said and the door slammed shut. I sat back down and opened the letter.


Now that you are fifteen, there as some things you should have that your mother left for you. Enclosed is her necklace her mother gave to her at your age. It’s a family heirloom that is passed from mother to daughter. Take good care of it.

Have a good year at Hogwarts.


I tossed the letter aside and looked inside the envelope to see the necklace. A pretty little angel was on a silver chain. “A child always lives in her mother’s heart” was engraved on the back. I quickly put it around my neck and I looked over at the boys, beaming.

“Well, that was nice of Sirius.” Blaise said.

“My mother is the only reason he’s nice to me.” I stated.

“He sounded like a father in this letter. ‘Have a good year at Hogwarts’? That doesn’t sound like the Sirius Black we’ve heard so much about.” Draco said.

“Well, like I said; he’s only nice to me when it comes to Mum. If it wasn’t the promise he made her, I probably would’ve been living on the streets when I was twelve.”

“You wouldn’t have been living on the streets. You would be living with either D or me.” Blaise replied.

“Well yeah, but the fact remains that he would’ve kicked me out.”

“Rex, I don’t think you’re giving him enough credit. You’re his daughter; he loves you.” Draco said.

“Correction: he used to love me; Harry as well. But then I didn’t get into Gryffindor. That’s when I started being hated.”

“It’s been five years!” he exclaimed.

“You mean he hasn’t gotten over it?”

“No and I don’t think he ever will. He hated his birth family and all they stood for, and as a result, he didn’t get sorted into Sytherin. They turned his backs on him. He got sick of it after a few years and ran away to live with James. I was sorted into Sytherin, and because that reminds Dad of his family, he hates me. He even said that I am going to turn into Bellatrix LeStrange.”  

“Wait… Bella is my aunt! How do you know her?” Draco asked.

“Bella and her sister Narcissa are my dad’s cousins. HOLY CRAP!!!!” I exclaimed.

“WE’RE COUSINS!” Draco yelled. We stared at each other wide-eyed and then Blaise started laughing hysterically.

“Wow, you guys are slow. It took you five years to figure that out! I’ve known since second year!”

“Wait, how did you know?” I asked, completely confused.

“There was one conversation we were having and it somehow got turned into talking about our family trees. Once you two started going off, I made the connection and figured it out.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?” Draco asked, annoyed. Blaise started laughing again.

“I wanted to see how long it would take you two to figure it out. But I didn’t plan it would take you…three years!” He was struggling to breathe and tears were falling down his cheeks. That’s how hard he was laughing.

Draco wrote a letter to his parents asking if he knew that I was his cousin, and if they did, why they didn’t say anything before. The rest of the train ride was spent talking and playing Exploding Snap as friends came and saw us. Draco decided to introduce me as his cousin with every group that came in. ‘This is my cousin, Rex.’ or ‘Rex is my cousin, did you know that?’ It was extremely annoying, but awesome at the same time. Even though I didn’t know before, I’ve had family all along that loves me. That’s pretty amazing.


We were riding in a carriage with Pansy (kill me, please) and the monkey boys (Crabbe and Goyle). Why we associate with those three is a mystery to me. I hate Pansy with a passion, but I can’t seem to get away from her. I can tolerate the boys, but they’re dumb as bricks. I’m even surprised they can write their own names; no, I’m surprised they can even write. Draco was still hyped on the fact that we were related and started going into this really long explanation as to how. Pansy pretended to be interested, but I could see how she was staring at him hungrily. She wanted to jump across the seat and kiss him senseless. I knew that’s what she was thinking because that’s the same thing that was running through my mind. I just wanted to make out with Blaise right there. He was looking at me intensely and shivers went down my spine. He licked his lips, and I almost lost everything that was holding me back.

Crabbe and Goyle however, did not understand a single word that was coming out of Draco’s mouth. They couldn’t make the connection between our families, which annoyed Draco to no end. They would say it didn’t make any sense, he would groan at them, and tell the whole story over again. This went on for fifteen minutes before Dray gave up.

“Argh, you both are idiots! All you need to know is that Rex and I are cousins!”

We sat down at the Sytherin table and watched all the first years get sorted. Then Dumbledore gave his annual speech (basically introducing the new Defense teacher who was Dolores Umbridge), and we were just about to tuck in to the feast, when a plump, older woman (apparently Umbridge) stood up in front of us and started talking.

“Thank you, Professor Dumbledore, for those kind words of welcome. The Ministry of Magic has always considered the education of young witches and wizards to be of vital importance....." 

Blah Blah Blah! I was bored once she stood up, but I figured I would pay attention. I thought it was going to be short-lived, but I was wrong. After every word, I was becoming more and more nauseated. How could Dumbledore let the ministry do this? How could the ministry itself do this? 

I heard Draco slightly snoring beside me and I jabbed him with my elbow and he woke with a start. “What the hell?” he whispered. I didn’t say anything, but I pointed up to the old bat that was talking. He rolled his eyes but started to pay attention again.

“Thank you, Professor.” Dumbledore said as cheerful as he could. “Let’s get on with the feast.”

“What do you think Umbridge’s speech meant?” Draco asked after dinner. We were in the common room, sitting by the fire. Blaise had his arm around the back of the couch and he was playing with the ends of my hair subconsciously. I leaned my head onto his shoulder and took in his scent.

“Didn’t you pay attention?” I asked.

“Somewhat. I was sleeping until I was rudely awakened; thank you very much.”

“You’re welcome!” I sang. “But seriously, didn’t you guys catch on?”

“No.” they both replied. I sighed.

“Dolores Umbridge works for the Ministry. Why would a Ministry official take up a teaching post?”

“The Ministry is taking over Hogwarts.” Blaise said in awe.

A/N: Hello all! I know it’s sad, but I did not realize that I made Draco and Rex cousins until I was writing this chapter and talking about Bellatrix. Maybe you guys figured it before I did. xD I do not own the speech given by Umbridge; I just took parts of it from the Order of the Phoenix pg. 212 which of course belongs to the wonderfully talented J.K. Rowling. Please review!! 

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