"Cissy! Look!" Bellatrix Black was holding up a book in the library for her sister to see.

"What is it, Bella?" Narcissa asked, in her excitement, tripping over a pile of books to get there.

"I hope you plan on picking those up," the snooty old librarian called out at them. According to Bellatrix all she cared about was her books and if she ever returned to Hogwarts after her graduation the first thing she would do is blow up the library to get back at her. "If not you'll get a months detention and not get use of the library for a week."

"What makes you think I care about your stupid library you squib?" Bellatrix retorted. At that exact moment, Peeves decided it would be a splendid idea to untwist the glorious bejeweled chandelier and let it crash directly onto the librarians desk. Everyone knew it was Peeves because he decided to claim the credit in a song:

"Sluggy sluggy

Sluggy sluggy sluggy

This librarian is a buggy!

Her brain must be super muggy

Because I dropped it on her des-kuh

Wee little Peevsie is! The! Best! .....kuh"

He finished with a flourish. And then ran cackling. "Peeves!" The librarian shrieked and ran. Narcissa giggled in delight.

"Bella she's not a squib...she has a wand," a third girl said cautiously.

"But she doesn't know how to use it, Dromeda," Bellatrix says with a wink. Narcissa and Andromeda roll their eyes at their older sister. Bellatrix is in her fifth year with Andromeda in third, leaving Narcissa, the youngest, in her first year. "Anyways, onto what I was about to show you, correct?" She asks without really wanting to know the answer. "Look at this." She holds the book open to the sisters. Its a picture of a tall, handsome boy with dark hair and dark eyes. The picture caption reads:

"Tom Riddle: Award for Special Services to the School - Delivered to Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry - To Stay In the Trophy Room - Current Headmaster: Armando Dippet"

"Ooohhh he's hot," Narcissa squeals, grabbing the book.

"Hey! Keep your grubby hands off my man!" Bellatrix shouted, snatching the book back from her sister. "Thoughts Dromeda?"

Andromeda Black sat back in a chair and thought to herself. "He is rather attractive," she stated slowly, "but we don't know how old he is and everything so he might not be."

"Oh come off it! I know a hot one when I see 'em." Bellatrix lay back in her chair admiring the view in her book.

"If he's that hot and went to Hogwarts years ago then he's probably already taken by a beautiful girl," Narcissa sighed.

"Thats why he wants me!" Bellatrix leapt out of her chair and struck a pose while batting her eyebrows furiously. "He wants a new, stunning girl!" Andromeda laughed so ridiculously hard it was as though she'd been attacked with the tickling charm.

"What's so funny?" Bellatrix asked, skulking now.

Narcissa crossed her arms in imitation of her oldest sister. "Yeah, funny what's so? I mean so what's funny? I mean...yeah...wha—"

"Do you think I'm ugly!?" Bellatrix cut her sister off. "Do you not support me?" She glared.

"Of course not," Andromeda said. "You're my sister. I support you in anything you do. That's what sisters do."

Before either sister could reply the librarian came storming back over to them. "Blacks! Where are you girls at? I've got the headmaster here and he wishes to speak with you three." The sisters looked at each other, first in worry but then in determination.

"You ready?" Bella asked her sisters.

"Yeah."

"We're the Black Sisters," Narcissa said. "We stand by each other no matter what. What could possibly stop us?"