Harry, Ron, and Hermione were seated in the living room of Number 12, Grimmauld Place. Each had their mind full of the events of the past few hours; discovering Sirius's pensive, learning of the existence of Rose, Remus Lupin's twin sister, Sirius's ex-wife, and Snape's widow. And each were intrigued by Molly Weasley's strange reaction to their knowledge of Rose's existence. The mood was dark and somber. Harry looked at his friends. "How long has it been?"
"Since what?" asked Ron
"Since your mum went to get her."
"I dunno. An hour, maybe?"
"Oh." Each returned to his or her private thoughts. Just then, George entered the room.
"Have you seen mum? It's almost dinnertime."
Hermione answered. "She went to go find Rose."
"Who?"
Each of the three took a part in the story, telling of the girl who was Remus Lupin's twin, Lily Evans's best friend, and Sirius Black and James Potter's fellow mischief maker. They explained her odd, seasonal friendship with Snape, and her love for Sirius that blossomed into a marriage, and that marriage producing a daughter. They told him about how she was Harry's godmother, and how she found him after his parents were killed, and how Sirius gave her divorce papers so she would not be hurt by his retaliation against Pettegrew. Finally, they explained that she had married Snape out of necessity, and that Harry felt the need to ask her so many things. George sat heavily onto the couch next to his younger brother.
"Well."
But before he could elaborate, a "pop" sounded. A young woman appeared. She was almost painfully beautiful, with the same large blue eyes of Rose, and long, sleek, jet-black hair. She stood about 5'6 and had a small, wicked smile gracing her perfect features. She was most decidedly Sirius's daughter, as well, and the image was finished off with her mischievous smirk and flawless features. Hary realized with a shock that this house should have been hers, and shrank behind George with a deep feeling of guilt. George was clearly without those feelings that Harry possessed, however. He pulled Harry in the girl's direction, standing in greeting.
"Uh, hi" he began
"Hello" she answered, almost coldly. She raised one eyebrow, and Harry was once again struck by her resemblance to her father.
"We're so sorry about your step-father" said George in a low, slow voice
She allowed herself a flicker of a smile that was every inch the young Snape Harry had seen in the pensive, and said, with a slight incline of her head "And I about your brother, Mr. Weasley"
"Please. Mr. Weasley is my father. Call me George, One-Ear George, or Saint George, whichever you prefer. And you are?"
"Why Saint- oh. Holy. Your ear is missing. Clever." Harry could almost hear Fred's groans. She laughed jokingly shaking George's hand. "Well, One-Ear George, I'm Katerina Black, but no one calls me that other than my mother, and then only when she is mad. Just Kat will do nicely"
"Well, Just Kat, I'll see you around?"
She once again smiled her Snape smile and answered "We'll see about that" But before George could continue this strange flirtation, another pop sounded. And there beofre them stood a frazzled Molly Weasley, and Rose.