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Death of a Dream -- The Fall of the House of Black
Title: Death of a Dream - The Fall of the House of Black
Theme: For my 30_somethings Lyrics table Prompt #4: "We've got the dreamers disease."
Characters: The Black Family
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters. All characters you recognize are property of JK Rowling, Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Inc., Warner Bros., et cetera et cetera.
Summary: The family tree of the Most Ancient and Noble House bore fruit to various personages. However, they all shared one thing: they had passionate dreams of the House of Black.
)( DEATH OF A DREAM – THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF BLACK )(
Walburga Black
Orion sleeps, as do the children, but I keep vigilance over the family. I always do; the Black family is not only my family, but is the house of my fathers. We have grown weak, but I will make us true and strong again, as we were when Phineas Nigellus led the family, and much of the magical world, with his teachings at Hogwarts. Yes, that is my dream: to make the Black name strong again. I believe that this new wizard, this Lord Voldemort, can help my family. Toujours pur. He seems to understand what the Wizard world needs.
Orion Black
I dream my heir is strong, and can follow the path that his mother and I have set before him. I dream that I can keep them safe, and keep the Muggle world from baying at our heels like hungry mutts begging for scraps of meat. I fear my heir is weak, so I build this house up around him, protecting him from the filth outside. I dream that he will grow stronger, and learn the value of toujours pur. Or, Salazar help me, I dream that something happens to him, because my Regulus is a good and honest boy.
Sirius Black
I wish I were never born a Black. To bear the name is a shame that I can never rid myself of. I often wonder if the Sorting Hat simply placed me in Gryffindor because it knew that my deepest desire was to irritate my parents. There’s no courage in me. Courage would be to destroy them before they could destroy the world. I dream that I can fight against what they’re doing; I can be a grand champion, riding to the rescue to save the day, the hero who rescues the ones I love from the family I hate.
Regulus Black
Sirius is heir no longer; it’s up to me to take up the mantle of Black Scion. I know I can do this. Toujours pur. It is how I was raised, how I think, how I learn. The Dark Lord marked me while I was still in school; one of the few chosen to be in Hogwarts’ sacred walls carrying his brand. I will make him proud, for I must bring pride to my family as well. I am all that is left to carry on the Most Ancient and Noble House. I only dream that I do not fail.
Cygnus Black
I fear for my house. However, I have a greater trepidation for my sister’s family. Walburga follows the madman, and it will cause much strife. She bore the sons of Black; I fear that they will be lost in a war that we’ve little reason to fight. Walburga quotes Toujours pur as reason enough. The Black family has always been pure; no Dark Lord could make us more so. I can dream that the teachings of Lord Voldemort won’t touch my house, but I know that would be false hope. I only trust that my daughters will stay strong together.
Druella Rosier Black
My husband carries more concern for his nephews than his own daughters. Perhaps that is my failing as a matriarch, since I never bore him a proper heir. He worries the Most Ancient and Noble House is going to die with his sister’s sons. I fear he is correct. In fact, I dream it is so, and that this house of insanity falls down in ruin. I also wish that he never learns I harbor this betrayal in my heart; to dream such is disloyal to both my husband and the house of my fathers, for they chose our alliance.
Bellatrix Black
At night, I dream of him, the Dark Lord who’s Mark I bear. I know I should dream of my darling, Rodolphus, who sleeps by my side; but it is the Dark Lord who haunts me, and who hurts me. I dream I serve him better than his others, that I am his favored. He would worship me as I worship him. I try. I try to be cruel enough, strong enough, so that it will be so. But we enter the circle masked; I don’t even know if he knows my name. He should know the name of Black.
Narcissa Black
I dream of marrying and removing this infernal name that I bear around my neck like an albatross. Do not mistake me; I would not bear the shame of being a Longbottom, a Weasley, or even a Potter. A Black does have a modicum of pride, after all. My husband will be rich, and beautiful, and he will shower me with gifts and love. I will bear him a son, and we will be happy. He will remove me from this madness that my family is sinking into; this insanity that has already claimed one sister and lost me another.
Andromeda Tonks
Ted tells me that I’m a Black no longer, but I know he lies. Speaking a few words and putting a scorch mark on a tapestry means little. I didn’t fall in love with a Muggleborn to rebel against what I was taught; he was what I felt passionate about in this world. As much as I wish it weren’t so, I am a Black in my devotion. No matter what – or who – we believe in, we’re ardent about it. We are all family, because we all share the same thing: we’ve got the dreamer’s disease. Toujours pur de coeur