With a name destined to get her into trouble, Sapphire Black knew that the only way to live life was by taking risks and never looking back. Her brother, family and friends at her side were all that she needed to make it through the poor handout sh...
A/N: I'm not responsible for any emotional damage. This is a long chapter.
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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ: Legends Never Die
"Every time you bleed for reaching greatness
Relentless you survive"
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There was a lot of chatter in the hall of Hogwarts as people came to grips with who was finally standing in front of them. Sapphire Black seemed to have reverted to her authoritative stance that she had taken back in her seventh year, glancing around to make sure she knew exactly who was there.
She took in a deep breath as Dora rushed over to her, throwing her arms around her without caring who else would have wanted to do so.
"Hiya, Firefly," Dora beamed.
"Dora," Sapphire grinned. "How's Teddy? Where—"
"Left him with mum. I wasn't going to let my little siblings fight alone," said Dora happily. "Heard I finally gained a cousin back, too."
Draco gave an awkward wave from beside Sirius and Alex.
Sapphire suddenly gripped her shirt tightly, her breath catching in her throat as the heads of those nearby turned towards her. The Great Hall seemed to warp and sway, colours blurring at the edges of her vision. Her chest felt as if it were engulfed in a searing fire, reminiscent of the terror she had experienced at Malfoy Manor, and before she knew it, she was falling backwards. Fred was at her side in an instant, his strong arms wrapping around her to steady her.
"Sapphire?" Professor McGonagall asked, concern etched on her features as she crouched beside her.
"What are you sensing, Sapphire?" Alex's voice cut through the chaos, his gaze flicking to McGonagall, who shared a worried look with him.
"Him," she managed to whisper, her voice trembling.
In that moment, a piercing scream filled the air, slicing through the tension like a knife. One girl, followed by another, erupted into frantic cries, all of them clutching their heads in agony. The cacophony of despair swept through the Hall like a chilling wave, and soon, everyone was engulfed in the haunting echoes of Voldemort's sinister voice, filling the air with dread.
"I know that many of you will want to fight. Some of you may even think this is wise. But this is folly," Voldemort's voice came. "I wish you no harm. I have great respect for the students of Hogwarts. I was once one myselfafter all. I ask for but one thing, and if granted, no magical blood shall be spilt...For a moment they stand, hung in silence..."
