What If: A Harry Potter Fanfiction

Most people never knew that Sirius Black had a daughter. Understandable, because Meadow Black was kept in an anti-aging spell for 36 years. Finally, she has awoken. Finally, she is off to Hogwarts. Finally, her life has begun. But will it end soon after beginning?


30. A Pig to Slaughter

As soon as the Body-Bind curse had been removed, Meadow had three wands pointing at her - Pomfrey, Slughorn, and Flitwick. However, she didn't understand why . . . racism seemed to be just as big a problem in the magical world as in the Muggle world.

"You guys are aware that if I hadn't ask, nobody would ever know I'm not pureblood wizard, right?" Meadow asked, anger building inside her.

"Quiet, changeling." Pomfrey snapped. The other two professors looked unsurely from Meadow to Pomfrey.

Poor choice in guard, these two like me. she thought to herself, angered and hurt.

"Meadow, we need you to defeat Thalia Riddle." Harry sighed, standing at the wall to her left. She looked to him pleadingly, and he only gave her a look of sympathy.

"Do you have any idea what my chances of surviving a duel with the vengeful daughter of the most evil wizard of all time are?" Meadow asked fearfully.

"High, considerin' yer a changeling with magical abilities." Hagrid replied. They probably had him around because he understood magical creatures.

Madame Pomfrey rolled her eyes. "And even if you do survive the duel, we'll kill you anyway." Everyone in the room glared at the nurse, as if she'd made a dirty statement.

"What?!?!?!?!" Meadow snapped. "So basically, you're going to let me live, raising me like a pig to slaughter?" she tried not to let the hurt and desperation come out in her voice, but it did. She was not good at hiding emotions.

"Meadow, only you can stop Thalia Riddle, and in order to do that you need to be trained magically." Harry sighed. She could tell in his eyes that he was honestly sad. Probably not because she would die, but probably because Sirius Black's real daughter had either never been born or was long dead.

"But even if I defeat her, thus proving myself a good witch . . . changeling . . . whatever the bloody hell I am, you still won't be convinced, you'll still kill me?"

"She's not Meadow Black." Pomfrey glared at Harry, then glared back at her. "What's your real name, changeling?"

"Meadow Bellatrix Black! I've never had any other name!" Tears threatened to fall down Meadow's face, but she blinked them back and glared at the nurse.

"Poppy, stand down, the thing's frightened." someone muttered.

"Thing?! I am not a thing! I am a female, even if I am a changeling, and I demand to be referred to as her. Not it. Not thing. Her. She."

"Stupefy." someone mumbled, and Meadow was out cold.

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