THOMASIN:      I am your daughter!

      KATHERINE:     The Devil is in thee and hath had thee. You are smeared of his sin. You reek of Evil. You have made a covenant with death!

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King Lear, SHAKESPEARE. ♱ Act 1

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          𝕿he House of Black, most ancient and most noble, has been crumbling for fifteen years. The funeral of Walburga Black drew crowds from even the remotest corners of the Wizarding World; a hundred of them gathered outside the family tomb, then sixty-three into the hall where the will was to be heard. Her eldest son in Azkaban, he inherited nothing but shame. The younger was widowed by twenty-four and buried himself away in the last of his mother: her cold, empty heart─Grimmauld Place. Their children took over, more beautiful and brighter things. For them, Walburga had left behind a title and sorrow. Circe, the eldest by eight months, she decreed, would ascend the family throne as she grew older; a punishment, perhaps, for her unruly father. He had worked himself into a hole to detach himself from their tethers, but now they looped and tugged at his one daughter. Centuries of inbreeding had created a perfectly imperfect specimen. Dark-haired and brittle, she was poison funnelled into a crystal vial. Circe was first only to Enyo: No other children had been born, aside from Draco, who was considered too volatile to wield the sword. Enyo was younger, it was nature's rule, but it was unfair. Her mother had bled for this.

          Enyo's mother had named her as the waster of cities. Leda had wielded a kind of womanly magic that men could not touch. Her womb had been a shrine, a holder of the child who would extinguish the flames being held to the family tree. Silver-haired, like a Malfoy; harsh, like a Black; regal, like a Selwyn; intelligent, like an Olivander. The Sacred Twenty-Eight haunting the veins of a little girl, who ought to have been born a son. Her mother never recovered. That vague, ghostly kind of woman, Enyo remembered, who was crippled by her failure. She stole her last breath and abandoned a daughter, who ought to have been a son. A child born broken cannot mend itself; its fingers are sharp and jagged, like shattered glass, and its touch tears at all skin.

          The family now had two vengeful little girls at its head, and a war was brewing, just as it had done sixteen years ago. Cedric Diggory had been murdered at the hand of Lord Voldemort during the final task of the Triwizard Tournament─a hand the Black dynasty knew well. It had blessed the soul of Regulus Black and bestowed upon him the holiest of scriptures: the Dark Mark. In the summer months of 1995, it stirred once more, and Circe, loyal to her Gryffindor scarf which fluttered jauntily in the breeze, listened as her classmates gossiped sillily about how the Boy-Who-Lived may be dead by morning and other nightmares. They were children, so when they thought of the worst they thought of death, not any of the other kind of suffering beforehand. They'd never seen a battle, they'd never seen a man die, they knew nothing, Circe thought. They hadn't heard stories of their fathers becoming nothing but madness and bone. Their dreams were full of songs and stories, the way hers had been once. She pitied them. She envied them.

          House Black had been chewed up and spat out by the gods.  A once-great family now a gaggle of tallied-up addictions and deficiencies, tallied up weekly by Rita Skeeter, who found no greater pleasure than ripping up the floorboards of Grimmauld Place and picking at the wormwood beneath. Their demise, it was said, was nothing more than a product of their own greed and self-importance. That was how it started.

          And this is how it ends. With a girl and a match.

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Emily Carey.    /    CIRCE BLACK: XV

Jeanne D'Arc.
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Anya Taylor-Joy. /  ENYO BLACK: XV

The Daughter.

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louis partridge as harry potter
harris dickinson as michael tallis
holliday granger as mika macauley
tom glynn-carney as karl macauley
cailee spaeny as daphne greengrass

oscar isaac as sirius black
rebecca ferguson as sara simms
fabien frankel as regulus black
léa seydoux as leda augustine ♱
mia wasikowska as katherine augustine

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NOTE.

          I. Hello, welcome. long time no see wattpad. haunted bones is a rewrite of a very long (completed) black family fic that i published on quotev but am now unhappy with :(. i've been told by my friends for years to put dynasty on here but the writing in the first few acts is horrible so here is the rewrite!! i have a few chapters written already and im super determined to finish it.
          II. if u know me from quotev, u will already be very familiar with circe—formerly camille. the black dynasty is something so special to me. as for other faceclaims, i know oscar isaac isnt of the same ethnic descent as fabien frankel but i was so set on having him as regulus that i kinda dont care. if u know of any better sirius faceclaims let me know!!
          III. the lore may be a bit confusing at first but my style is to drip feed it throughout the first act so pls bear with me! im happy to answer questions etc. but obviously i cant spoil everything. expect medieval court-like politics, saints, the bene gesserit of dune, knives, family drama and too many love interests! trigger warnings given as needed.
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