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*Sam* · 10-29-2011, 03:46 PM

Here is the next part of Chapter Two HAVE FUN !!!

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The huge grandfather clock in the corridor stroked seven o'clock and it was time to go downstairs in the dinning room. Mum carried Claire and went downstairs. As we all arrived in the corridor there were several elves occupied with the last changes of the decoration, before our guests arrived. The dinner hall was very gloomy, although it was lighted by lots of different candles and magnificent chandeliers. Father sat already at the other end of the tabled and seemed to be waiting for us. He wore a silk black cloak, which gave his dark aura the little something. With his pale skin and his dark hair and eyes he looked doubtless good. No surprise, that women couldn't resist him. His eyes looked at us. “You look very good.” A short cold smile appeared on his face. “Isabelle you will sit beside Regulus. He is a very well brought up young man, with pure blood.” I just nodded and took my seat right side to Mums. If we had guests the huge table was worth it, but when we were alone , it was just silly. During dinner we couldn't make any conversation because we sat so far away from each other. Only Father talked during dinner and told us some very scary stories.

The door bell rang and our guest were lead into the room by my favourite elf Twinky. It was an old man with grey shoulder length hair and a very shy boy, who must be fourteen years old. He had black hair and brown eyes, which looked nervously around. Regulus felt very uncomfortable to meet the dark lord face to face. For a short moment he watched carefully. “Cygnus, nice that you could made it to come hear tonight. And you brought the young Regulus with you. Take a seat.”, greeted Father our guests.

Ten minutes later the meal was served by several house elves. The first course was a bean soup. As the two men were occupied with a conversation about different potions, Regulus dared to speak to me. „Does it taste you the soup, Madame?“ His dark eyes looked in mine, before he watched his plate again. „Very good. Don't be silly Regulus, just call me Isa. There is no need to call me Madame!“, I said and smiled friendly at him. He smiled back a little bit surprised. He didn't seem to except me to be so nice company. I was after all the daughter of the Dark Lord.

A few minutes later he wasn't shy anymore and asked me lots of questions. „Do you now the Polyjuice potion ?“, he wanted to know. He seemed to be very interested, what the Dark Lord taught me. „Yes, I know it. I must know every ingredients of the potion and of course how to make it. Next week I will be examined by him about the potion.”, I explained to Regulus.
After one look in Reg's face it was obvious, he seem to be a little envious for my lesson, I had with father. If he had just a little idea of how Fathers teaching methods were, he would't be envious at all. It was right that my father taught me lots of extraordinary spells, but with extraordinary punishment as well. If I make a mistake, I was often tortured by the “Cruciatus” course. That was no pleasure at all.

After a never ending hour the dinner was finally over. After three course I was full. „Miss, must empty her plate!“, squeaked Twinky beside me. „Twinky, I'm full. Please take it with you!“, I whispered. My fav elf did, like I said. Father didn't notice anything of it, cause he disappeared into the library, to take one of the books, which Cygnus would need for making the potion.

„I think it's alright, if the both of you go into your room.“, said Mum. „Your Father and Cygnus want to talk about some business matters.“ So Reg and I stood up and left the hall. „I've never seen such a sweet elf.“, said Reg, when he followed me the spiral stairs to the first floor. „I believe Twinky is half house elf and half elb, thats why she is so beautiful.“, I shared my opinion with Reg. „Okay, didn't know, something like that would work, but if you think so!“ He was the first person, who didn't laugh, as he heard my supposition. Narcissa laughed, as I revealed to her my theory, but Reg didn't think it was strange.

Together we went along the corridor, till we reached my room. I opened the door and Reg entered. „Wow, your room is wonderful. I imagined it differently.“, he admitted, during he watched the room. „Yes, that is what most of the people say, when they see my room!“

I sat down on my bed. Reg looked at my books and my record collection. The orange and yellow candles put the room into a very warm and comfortable light. With a snap of my wand music could be heard out of my record player. „Great, Clestina Warbeck. She has a very nice voice!“, said Reg enthusiastically. “Reg come on. Tell me of Hogwarts!” “What do you want to know?” “Anything!” Reg sat down beside me. “It's really great. You can learn very much and have fun with your friends. I'm in Slytherin. Our common room is green and silver decorated. It is situated in the dungeons. The beds are very comfortable. At most I like the charm lessons.”, he told me. “It sounds great, what you're telling me. I want to go there too!”, I admitted. “If you are lucky, you are allowed to go there in two years.”
He seemed more confident than me. For me Hogwarts was so unreachable like the moon. A new song began. It was a Michael Bolton Song called Wait on love one of my favourite songs. As if Reg had read my mind, he offered me one hand and pulled me on my feet. Together we slowly started dancing. The whole nervousness and distance was blown away. During we danced, we told each other some good jokes.

10-29-2011, 03:46 PM	#9 (permalink)
Sam Bundimun Join Date: Nov 2010 Posts: 27	Chapter Two - Dinner with the Blacks - PART TWO Here is the next part of Chapter Two HAVE FUN !!! . The huge grandfather clock in the corridor stroked seven o'clock and it was time to go downstairs in the dinning room. Mum carried Claire and went downstairs. As we all arrived in the corridor there were several elves occupied with the last changes of the decoration, before our guests arrived. The dinner hall was very gloomy, although it was lighted by lots of different candles and magnificent chandeliers. Father sat already at the other end of the tabled and seemed to be waiting for us. He wore a silk black cloak, which gave his dark aura the little something. With his pale skin and his dark hair and eyes he looked doubtless good. No surprise, that women couldn't resist him. His eyes looked at us. “You look very good.” A short cold smile appeared on his face. “Isabelle you will sit beside Regulus. He is a very well brought up young man, with pure blood.” I just nodded and took my seat right side to Mums. If we had guests the huge table was worth it, but when we were alone , it was just silly. During dinner we couldn't make any conversation because we sat so far away from each other. Only Father talked during dinner and told us some very scary stories. The door bell rang and our guest were lead into the room by my favourite elf Twinky. It was an old man with grey shoulder length hair and a very shy boy, who must be fourteen years old. He had black hair and brown eyes, which looked nervously around. Regulus felt very uncomfortable to meet the dark lord face to face. For a short moment he watched carefully. “Cygnus, nice that you could made it to come hear tonight. And you brought the young Regulus with you. Take a seat.”, greeted Father our guests. Ten minutes later the meal was served by several house elves. The first course was a bean soup. As the two men were occupied with a conversation about different potions, Regulus dared to speak to me. „Does it taste you the soup, Madame?“ His dark eyes looked in mine, before he watched his plate again. „Very good. Don't be silly Regulus, just call me Isa. There is no need to call me Madame!“, I said and smiled friendly at him. He smiled back a little bit surprised. He didn't seem to except me to be so nice company. I was after all the daughter of the Dark Lord. A few minutes later he wasn't shy anymore and asked me lots of questions. „Do you now the Polyjuice potion ?“, he wanted to know. He seemed to be very interested, what the Dark Lord taught me. „Yes, I know it. I must know every ingredients of the potion and of course how to make it. Next week I will be examined by him about the potion.”, I explained to Regulus. After one look in Reg's face it was obvious, he seem to be a little envious for my lesson, I had with father. If he had just a little idea of how Fathers teaching methods were, he would't be envious at all. It was right that my father taught me lots of extraordinary spells, but with extraordinary punishment as well. If I make a mistake, I was often tortured by the “Cruciatus” course. That was no pleasure at all. After a never ending hour the dinner was finally over. After three course I was full. „Miss, must empty her plate!“, squeaked Twinky beside me. „Twinky, I'm full. Please take it with you!“, I whispered. My fav elf did, like I said. Father didn't notice anything of it, cause he disappeared into the library, to take one of the books, which Cygnus would need for making the potion. „I think it's alright, if the both of you go into your room.“, said Mum. „Your Father and Cygnus want to talk about some business matters.“ So Reg and I stood up and left the hall. „I've never seen such a sweet elf.“, said Reg, when he followed me the spiral stairs to the first floor. „I believe Twinky is half house elf and half elb, thats why she is so beautiful.“, I shared my opinion with Reg. „Okay, didn't know, something like that would work, but if you think so!“ He was the first person, who didn't laugh, as he heard my supposition. Narcissa laughed, as I revealed to her my theory, but Reg didn't think it was strange. Together we went along the corridor, till we reached my room. I opened the door and Reg entered. „Wow, your room is wonderful. I imagined it differently.“, he admitted, during he watched the room. „Yes, that is what most of the people say, when they see my room!“ I sat down on my bed. Reg looked at my books and my record collection. The orange and yellow candles put the room into a very warm and comfortable light. With a snap of my wand music could be heard out of my record player. „Great, Clestina Warbeck. She has a very nice voice!“, said Reg enthusiastically. “Reg come on. Tell me of Hogwarts!” “What do you want to know?” “Anything!” Reg sat down beside me. “It's really great. You can learn very much and have fun with your friends. I'm in Slytherin. Our common room is green and silver decorated. It is situated in the dungeons. The beds are very comfortable. At most I like the charm lessons.”, he told me. “It sounds great, what you're telling me. I want to go there too!”, I admitted. “If you are lucky, you are allowed to go there in two years.” He seemed more confident than me. For me Hogwarts was so unreachable like the moon. A new song began. It was a Michael Bolton Song called Wait on love one of my favourite songs. As if Reg had read my mind, he offered me one hand and pulled me on my feet. Together we slowly started dancing. The whole nervousness and distance was blown away. During we danced, we told each other some good jokes. __________________ Read My FanFic: The Daughter Of The Evil - Sa13+ Last edited by Droo; 10-30-2011 at 06:35 PM.