Isabella Black: A Marauder's Daughter






by: Chrisd2000 / Christine Davis


This fan-fiction is an A.U. during the Harry's 5th year.


Disclaimer:
I own nothing of the Harry Potter world, JK Rowling does and I own the plot of this story and some of the characters that you don't know about.



Intro: I never knew my father. My mother never told me the truth about my father. I grew up without knowing a real father in my life and after I was born my mother gave me the name of Isabella Black. I am the daughter of Sirius Black and this is my story.

Let me describe myself to you: I have long black hair that curls at the ends. I have hazel eyes that are almond shaped. My skin is as white as the snow and my lips are a vivid red in color. I have the most beautiful smile. My mother says that I look like my father, Sirius Black that who I haven't met.

Let tell you how my father met my mother. It was a dark and stormy night in 1979 when my father met my mother. My mother is a muggle and he is a wizard. It was love at first sight when they met. He lived in London and she lived on the outskirts of London in the village of Godric's Hollow. When they met my mother was struggling to carry a heavy basket in the pouring rain and my father asks her, "Do you need help with that basket?" My mother says, "Yes, sir and what is your name?" My father says, "My name is Sirius Black. What is your name miss?" My mother says, "My name is Jennifer Lynn Drake." Sirius says as he pulls out his wand to help my mother with her heavy basket, "Locomotor Basket." The basket raises off the ground and my mother, Jennifer Lynn Drake and my father, Sirius Black walk together with my mum in the lead. Sirius Black asks her, "Where do you live?" My mum says, "Right outside of London in the village of Godric's Hollow." They walk donw the cold lane tahat leads to my mother's house. My mother was 18 years old going on 19 years old and my father was 18 or 19 year old the night they met.