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athenodora-sulpicia-writer · 1 year

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Daughter of the House of Black

Summary: Aurora is the younger sister of Sirius Black and as the Christmas Holidays begin, the pair of siblings along with one of their best friends, Remus Lupin, return to Kings Cross station and all prepare to go their separate ways home for the holidays but not before getting into some mischief.

A/N: Hi guys this is my first Harry Potter short Fanfic so i hope you all like it, there is a second half included in this that's just something really sweet that I just had to write.

My fancast for Walburga Black is Eva Green.

Warnings: None.

"Sirius wait up!" I called out to my brother who had already left the train and was no waltsing about the platform, whilst I struggled to pull my trunk along with me off the train.

I shouted for him again, trying to catch his attention over the massive crowd that had quickly formed across the platform, unlike last time he'd actually heard me this time but his response was no more helpful then just ignoring me, as he met my eyes and decided to simply stick his tongue out at me before having the audacity to tell me to hurry up.

"Here let me help Aura," I heard a voice next to me say and quickly saw Remus as he began to take my trunk off my hands with a slight grunt at how heavy it was. "What've you got in here Aurora?" He asked me as he tried to balance the weight of my trunk to make it easier to carry, "enchanted bricks?"

I couldn't help but laugh as my werewolf friend struggled to carry my bag, I was grateful but there was always room to poke fun with the boys. "Yep, did it especially for you Remus, thought you could stand to loose a few pounds," It took all the restraint in me to not laugh at my own joke, as we quickly left the train to catch up to my, quite frankly, rude brother.

"Took your time you two," Sirius was quick to find, as he was leaning against the wall closest to the exit, like the egotistical idiot he was, I bet he thought he looked so charming.

"Well unlike you brother, Remus here is a gentlemen and offered a helping hand, though the same can't be said for you." I spoke annoyed at him, as I stood in front of him with my arms folded securely in front me but still he looked at me with that stupid smile of his.

"Oh don't be like that Aurora," Sirius said to me as he clamped his hand down on my shoulder, "Your better off saving your annoyance and anger for when we get home." And with that Sirius released his hand on my shoulder and motioned for us all to get going and so we did.

The Crisp winter air back at Hogwarts was nearly unbearable but now that we were back down in London the weather was far more bearable which was amazing for me but with the snow still fresh and my company being to fifteen year old boys it didn't take very long for the snowballs to start flying and the words.

"Snowball fight!" To be shouted into the air and very quickly I was apart of a snow war between two Gryffindors and myself a Slytherin.

Quickly, all our luggage had been discarded on the nearby pavement, as we began to play out on the open streets not to far away from home.

The rules were always the same in the sense that there really weren't any, you get hit that's a point to the person who threw it and if you don't hit someone, well that was just sad.

The scores were currently fairly even. Sirius was on 7, Remus on 5 and I was on 6. Yes, I was currently coming second but Sirius played dirty, yet regardless of that I wasn't going to loose, not only was I a Slytherin, I was also a Black and defeat was a concept I'd never quite been able to grasp

When Sirius was distracted by Remus' oncoming assaults, I knew it was the perfect chance to take my victory. Quickly whilst everyone's attention was elsewhere I took my wand out of my pocket and with a simply spell placed on my mountain of snow next to me, all the work was done for me and Sirius was now being attacked from all sides by my snowballs.

Yes I was fourteen and technically that meant I was performing underage magic but a little charm here and a little hex there, the government rarely ever got to choked up about it.

"Aurora what... Hey stop it you little imp.... that's cheating!" Sirius tried to shout out between yelps and cries from my snowball assault but his cries fell on death's ear as me and Remus looked at each and took great joy at watching his pain.

"I thought there were no rules Brother, isn't that what you said three years ago when we started this?" I asked him as I quickly whipped my wand out and made my attack come to an end.

Then me and Remus were walking other to Sirius he was now lying on the opposite street, trying to recover from the ordeal. Now standing over my Brother's body I heard Remus say.

"Why Padfoot are you getting cold feet?" I saw the glint in Remus' eyes as he took the mick out of the Gryffindor lying on the floor.

"Of course not Moony, I'm simply...um... taking a moment to enjoy the scenery," I couldn't help but laugh at my brother's jovial sarcasm and as I helped him up from the floor I couldn't stop smiling from his antics.

"Come on Sirius, we better hurry up before Mother and Father Crucio us both into the next century," I explained as I helped brush off some of the snow that was covering his clothes.

"Fair enough sister,' He replied and then we were both saying a quick goodbye to Remus and wishing him a happy holiday before we both retrieved our luggage and made our way home.

Soon enough we were standing in front of the place we both called home, 12 Grimmauld Place. Almost in sync we looked to one another and had a quick glancing conversation before walking up to the front door and knocking twice.

within a moment of knocking the door was being opened and we were greeted in by Kreacher, who was quick to take our bags as we both entered the hallway of our home.

"What time do you call this!" A voice me and Sirius knew all to well shouted out and soon our Father was walking into the hallway from the adjoining drawing room, our Mother following closely behind.

"What on earth did you both do to your clothes?" That was our mother's voice sounding out from where she stood by the staircase next to our Father.

Well this was certainly a warm welcome as usual but neither me nor Sirius truly had courage to speak just yet. I could somewhat understand why Father was upset and currently staring us both down as if we'd robbed Gringotts but I couldn't quite fathom why Mother was so annoyed.

But then through the horrid silence that followed I began to hear the quiet dripping of water and with a quick glance to the floor, I realised that the snow that we had dusted off our clothes had melted and was now dripping on the wooden floorboards and suddenly I felt the cold impact of my soaked clothes and then my confusion over our mothers annoyance was cleared.

"We're sorry for being late Father, we got distracted and ended up having a slight incident in the snow," I tried to explain in a timid voice but I refused to look my Father directly in the eyes, so instead I settled on looking at him through my brows.

He was still angry and clearly unimpressed with us but I knew how quickly that anger could turn volatile and so with my head still downcast I continued, "We're both very sorry and we promise it will never happen again."

Often in times like this I tended to answer for the both of us, regardless of me being the youngest by a single year, I knew how uncomfortable our parents made Sirius feel, so I often tried to vouch for the both of us.

"We'll discuss this another time, now both of you get upstairs and clean yourselves up," Our Father's words were quick and left no room for arguing and as such we were both quick to follow his instructions and began to ascend the stairs.

_________________ If anything I'd say earlier's ordeal went quite smoothly, especially for in this house. I was half expecting for me and Sirius to at least receive some sort of punishment but no there was none. After allowing the events to play through my head as I washed myself and got ready, I eventually put the lack of punishment down to it being the Christmas Holidays and the fact that we'd be leaving for the Families Manor, which was currently occupied by Grandfather Arcturus, like we did every year.

I was currently sitting at my dressing table in my room, I'd probably been sat there for much longer than I should have been but daydreaming and thinking was far more appealing than finishing getting ready and attempting to pack.

As I sat gazing into my vanity mirror, i heard a knock sound out and turning to face the door, I saw my mother walking in. She was still dressed in her daily robes (basically a black dress), and I couldn't help but look, for a moment, slightly dumbfounded as to why she was here.

"Mother, is everything alright?" I asked her uncertainly as I watched as she closed my door behind her and walked over to me.

"Everything is fine sweetheart," my mother said kindly "May I?" She then asked gesturing towards my hairbrush which was resting in front of me on my vanity.

I gave her a slight nod and then she picked the brush up and began to brush through the dark tresses of my hair. It wasn't that odd that she was brushing my hair, I often enjoyed it when she did, it was just odd since not many hours ago she was telling me and Sirius off along with our Father.

"You've always had such lovely hair," She commented contentedly, as she replaced the brush with her hands as she began to plait my hair. "I remember when you were little and we feared you were going to be bald for the rest of your life because your hair just wouldn't grow."

She laughed as she continued to weave her hands through my hair and I couldn't help but chuckle slightly at that. I'd scene so many of my baby and toddler pictures and in each one it truly did look as if I had no hair.

"I remember the pictures, Druella called me a gremlin for it and I remember how mad you and Aunt Cassie and Lucy got." I chuckled once again as the memory of that day flashed through my mind.

Druella said I couldn't be a child of Black because I had no trace of the classic dark curls, she'd insulted me as I was playing with my Mother and Aunt Lucretia, I actually thought Mother was going to Crucio her and I remember distinctly how Aunt Cassiopeia practically spat out her mouthful of tea.

"It was a good thing my brother loved her so much or she would have left our home with a missing limb," I knew Mother wasn't joking and I couldn't help but smile at that. I was no stranger to her inconsistent bouts cruelty but it was moments like these that I truly loved and wanted to be with my Mama.

"I think Aunt Lucy would have gladly helped, though I also think Aunt Cassie would have just enjoyed the show." I joked to my mother and watched from the mirror how her face broke out into a broad smile as she finished tying off the plait.

"I couldn't agree more sweetheart," she spoke softly has her head leaned down and she gave my own head a gentle kiss before continuing, "now I believe it's time for bed, we have to be at the Manor early tomorrow."

She explained to me and before I could answer verbally my body let out a tired yawn and I began to struggle to keep my eyes open long enough.

I quickly hopped into bed with my Mother standing by my bedside, then once I was lying down on my pillows she grabbed ahold of the duvet and pulled the covers over me before perching herself on the side of my bed.

for a moment neither one of us said anything and Mother just looked at me with the kindest blue eyes, she began to slowly brush my cheek with the back of her hand and I couldn't help but nuzzle into the warm touch, smiling at her.

"My beautiful witch," she whispered almost breathlessly and then her hand stilled on my cheek.

"Goodnight my little light," And as I was quickly drifting off to sleep I felt my mother's soft lips atop my forehead and now I didn't want her to leave, I wanted her to stay the night just so I wouldn't have to loose this moment.

"Mama will you stay, please I'll sleep better?" I asked her with a tired voice and hoped she'd say yes.

"Not tonight my little love, perhaps another night alright," She spoke so sweetly that I couldn't argue as I knew her words were genuine and hinted with the tiniest of guilt.

"Alright, night Mama," Was the last I said to her before she left and I fell asleep quickly, knowing I'd have to be well rested for the next week at the Manor with the whole family for the Holidays. ____________________

Hi guys I hope you all like this, just something a bit different and let me know if you want a part two.

#walburga black #lucretia black #cassiopeia black #black family #sirius black #marauders #remus lupin #harry potter #orion black #hogwarts #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #aurora #eva green

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batmobiltillhell · 6 months

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just Eva Green for spooky season👻

or Walburga Black? 👀

#eva green #eva green fanart #fanart #halloween #my art #marauders #hp #hp fandom #walburga black #sirius black #remus lupin #james potter #peter pettigrew #the most noble and ancient house of black #house of black

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li0nheartstories · 2 years

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Author: li0nheart - ao3 // ffnet Series: Lion Hearts Fic: Golden (book 1 of 8) - ao3 // ffnet Chapter: Three - ao3 // ffnet Summary: Starstruck sundaes, core memories and beasties in the bookshelves - Diagon Alley is always full of surprises! ______________________________________________________________ With eyes like saucers, John and Verity edged their way down the lengthy fridge of Florean Fortescue's ice cream parlour. There were so many tubs! Chocolate flavours, fruity flavours, flavours with a magical twist…they were practically drooling. The inside of the shop was a whimsical nod to the Fifties, with candy-cane pillars, chequered floor tiles and a beautiful, hand-written chalkboard above the counter. Pastel cartoons of happy little waffle cones, sundaes, and banana splits giggled and winked as they danced to a silent tune. Her mother had to make a quick stop at the apothecary next door and had sent John and Verity on a mission for something sweet.

"Surprise me!" She said as she shuffled off down the street, rummaging in her handbag for her order form. Reaching the door, she turned abruptly and added, "anything but that cockroach cluster topping, it'll make me boak."

Moving cautiously, Verity balanced a tower of teetering scoops - creamy spheres of apple crumble, lavishly topped with whipped cream and toffee sauce. Her father, however, was stuck. He could not decide between a classic macadamia nut brittle or a bubble gum creation that produced real bubbles. Verity could tell that he did not want to pass up this opportunity.

Eventually, looking very pleased, John carried his huge blue sundae to the tables outside, smothered in enchanted popping rocks and a glittering pink sauce. Not long after, Fenella appeared with shopping bags in hand. She dumped them next to the table and slid gratefully into her seat, before digging into her very own masterpiece – chocolate and raspberry, with chunks of fresh berries and edible rubies. They ate in near silence, enjoying the puddings so much that they could not bring themselves to speak.

The contrast between the street and their little pocket of bliss was unnerving. As families flitted from store to store, they moved as a unit – huddled together, speaking in hurried whispers. John seemed not to notice; he was far too busy blowing bubbles the size of his head, chortling to himself as they floated away on the breeze. Her mother, however, kept glancing down the street and over her shoulder. She tried to keep her movements casual, but Verity knew better.

She was soon distracted by a familiar family striding down Diagon Alley. They seemed wholly unaffected - or unaware - of the tension that gripped those around them in its maw.

Opulent silk robes rippled around them as they advanced. The silver fastenings glittered in the sunlight, as did the crystal embroidery of their mother's cloak, creating the illusion of a starry night sky. Each had black, wavy hair and angular features - as if borne directly from the mind of Bram Stoker himself. Both parents oozed old-world elegance, a slight up-turn to their nose as they surveyed the world around them. The youngest boy walked with them, matching their long, confident strides with two of his own. His young face was set in a well-rehearsed sneer, with his hair smoothed into place - stark against the cool tones of his alabaster skin.

"Poor Reggie," Verity thought sadly. "What have they done to you?"

The older of the two loped behind, lost in his own little world. Shaggy curls caught the breeze as his eyes wandered from window to window. A small smile pinched his boyish cheeks, taking in the sights with childlike wonder, with hands shoved firmly into his pockets. He stopped, momentarily, outside the entrance to Knockturn Alley, inspecting the stall of shrunken heads with great interest.

"Oh, do keep up, Sirius!" His mother scolded him through tight lips and clenched teeth. "We're going to be late for our meeting at the bank - you know those creatures don't like to be kept waiting."

With a roll of his eyes, the boy quickened his pace. As he sloped up the stairs to Gringotts, he spotted Verity and gave her a friendly wave. Once Sirius had gone, John pulled a face, sucking his teeth as he turned back to his dessert.

"Well, she seemed delightful. Poor kid, he was only having a look."

Verity snorted, picking at her ice cream. "That's Walburga Black, isn't it, mum? I haven't seen any of them since Aunty Mab's wedding. Her sons and I caused pure havoc!"

“That doesn’t surprise me at all.”

"I wish you were there, dad. It was so funny! Hiding underneath the buffet table and pretending it was haunted, seeing who could do the silliest dance moves, jumping out at people from the bushes near the toilets… it's a shame James couldn't make it; he would have loved it." She said, giggling. Then, her smile dropped, as did her tone, "I do feel so sorry for Sirius, though – and Regulus. Their parents are not…um, the nicest of characters.”

"Aye, you're right." Fenella muttered darkly. "I was at Hogwarts with them - it's not an experience I'd wish to repeat. Especially after the ruckus Walburga caused at the reception – you three were only playing, nae harm in that." She took a moment to compose herself, clearly rattled. "Doesn't matter what your roots are, Verity, remember that. It's what's inside that counts."

John shot a sideways glance at his daughter. Eyebrows raised, he whispered, "no wonder she's so grumpy. With a name like Walburga, I think I'd be pretty moody, too." ______________________________________________________________

A/N: If you would like to finish this chapter, head on over to ao3 or ffnet! 🥰 Book 1 is going through a mahoosive editing process, but I’m pleased to inform you all that chapters 1-10 are finished! 11-26 are still first draft; please don’t read those, it’ll be hella confusing.

Constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated! Feel free to drop me a line - I’m always on the lookout for more fic buddies. Also - please, please imagine Gilly Graves as Aubrey Plaza. Fanks ✌️

L🖤 xx

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vonvlue · 2 years

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Well, I know all the fandom seems Eva Green as Walburga Black, BUT, did you all think about KATHY BATES AS WALBURGA BLACK??????

I mean, I love Eva with all my heart but I just can't see her as the the woman who made shit their children's life. I don't see her as the 'crazy woman' Sirius tell about. BUT I CAN PERFECTLY SEE KATHY AS THAT. You just have to watch her filmography. Also, she is elder and I always imagine Walburga as someone elder. She is supposed to die when she is 60 so yeah, I think Kathy is the perfect Walburga.

I see Kathy in Misery and I can just think 'yep, that's Walburga Black'.

#walburga black #harry potter #kathy bates #kathy bates as walburga black #opinion #eva green #hp fancast #walburga black fancast #black family #hp opinion #my opinion #vonvlue #mis weas

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arcturusnebula · 1 year

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just saw a tiktok about walburga finding out sirius and remus are together through tarot and I'm panting like a feral creature

#it made me SCARED #sirius and regulus learning how to read the cards omg #people need to stop using eva green as wallys fancast she's too hot #spreading faye dunaway in mommy dearest as walburga black

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tomjamesavery · 1 year

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Because people asked me, I made some more Harry Potter Characters with AI, all still based on the descriptions and prompts from @breaniebree for her story and Universe of ASC

The only one I didn't manage to get right was Ginny, I just wasn't able to get a redhead girl with brown eyes who had her "distinctive look" for some reason lol

Starting with Harry, I sadly didn't manage the lightning Bolt scar.

Prompt: "A 20 year old man called Harry potter, with a sharp jawline, emerald green eyes, dark stubble beard, messy black hair, round glasses and a small lightning bolt scar on his forehead"

Next would be Ginny Weasley and for some reason, I just didn't get her right, mainly the eye colour but she also looks a bit too "innocent" lol!

Prompt: "A brave, strong-minded 20 year old woman with a determined look on her face called Ginny Weasley looking like Bonnie Wright, dark brown eyes, fiery hair and lots of freckles"

I also tried it without having Bonnie wright as a reference!

After that we have Hermione.

Prompt: "A 20 year old woman called Hermione Granger looking like Emma Watson with brown eyes and brown, unruly, curly hair"

Next one would be Draco Malfoy who is pretty spot on in my opinion!

Prompt: "A white blond 20 year old good looking man called Draco Malfoy looking like Tom Felton, black suit, dark gloomy"

Next Blaise Zabini, is also alright!

Prompt: A 20 year old good looking man called Blaise Zabini as a mix of Rege-Jean Page and Shemar Moore, dark suit, smug look

Next is Tonks again, just because the world can't have enough Tonks on it.

Prompt: "A 25 year old cool looking woman called Nymphadora Tonks looking like Keira Knightley with grey eyes and short pink hair"

Next is Walburga Black, Sirius´ Mum, which turned out good in my opinion!

Prompt: "A 40 year old beautiful evil looking woman called Walburga Black looking like Eva Green in a beautiful black dress, dark, gloomy"

Next would be Barty Crouch Jr, who is scary lol

Prompt: "A deranged 30 year old man called Barty Jr looking like Bill Skarsgard smiling, dark robes, dark gloomy"

Next the Greengrass Sisters starting with Daphne who turned out great in my opinion!

Prompt: "An arrogant beautiful 20 year old woman called Daphne Greengrass looking like Blake Lively, wizarding dress"

And her younger sister Astoria Greengrass, also turned out good!

Prompt: "A beautiful 20 year old woman called Astoria Greengrass looking like Katie McGrath"

Next, two Brothers and not the nicest of companions, starting with Rabastan Lestrange

Prompt: "An evil looking man called Rabastan lestrange looking like Cillian Murphy, dark suit, dark gloomy"

And his older brother Rodolphus Lestrange

Prompt: " A 40 year old evil looking man called Rodolphus lestrange looking like Peter Greene, dark wizarding robe, dark gloomy"

Next, something I tried, I am not too sure of, Augusta Longbottom, the Vulture hat sadly didn't work.

Prompt: "A confident, good looking 60 year old lady called Augusta longbottom with a determined look on her face in a wizarding dress"

Next, an Original Character, created by @breaniebree, Fiadh Alexander a Fae, also Fred Weasley´s Girlfriend.

Prompt: "A 25 year old beautiful woman called Fiadh Alexander looking like Tiana Benjamin with pale skin short straight black hair and emerald green eyes"

And speaking of Fred, we have the Twins Fred and George Weasley! (Fred on the left, and George with a beard on the right)

Prompt: "Two 20 year happy looking men, they are twins, called Fred and George Weasley, looking like Kenneth Bek, with red-orange hair and stubble, right one with a beard"