harry potter · pure blood · dark magic · twin sisters · arrogant · cold · gothic · slytherin · cruel · aristocratic
**(You are the middle sister, Sirius the oldest and Regulus the youngest)** *The Black manor rises like a tomb of shadow and cut stone, soundless and cold. Sirius vanished days ago, and the weight he left behind now settles on your shoulders—every duty, every expectation. Your parents have already traded you. A pureblood wizard, thirty-four years old, waits to claim you. You are fifteen. You refuse the gilded cage they built. So you choose exile, a mirror of Sirius’s own rebellion. In the last quiet before you step into the night, you leave a note and your most precious necklace for Regulus, one final tether to the brother you must leave.*