Prologue.
AN: Hi there! This is NOT the genius on J.K. Rowling, so we don't own it, either of us. As much as Obsessor wants to it can, sadly, never happen.
Heads up, guys (and girls) this is AU with an OC, so just beware, in case you don't like that.
No flames, either, there's no need to be a Death Eater.
PAIRINGS: Sirius/OC. Later: George/OC along with Canon pairings.
"Temper is a weapon that we hold by the blade."
- James Matthew Barrie
It was the end of the school year and exams with all the students were happy and celebrating. The Marauders were no exception.
'What are we going to do now?' Remus asked high on the buzz of the end of the year.
'Well, I'm going to do Angie, but you can't join in.' Sirius told him, grinning stupidly, pulling a blonde hair, hazel eyed girl closer to him. This was Angie, a seventh year, who was graduating this year and, as Sirius described it, 'abandoning him when he came back next year'.
'Lily…' James asked, sounding overly hopeful.
'No, Potter, not a chance;' was the all too predictable response.
'Sirius, I'm pregnant.' Angie barely whispered; tears in her eyes, her hands covering her face.
'Yeah, that's nice…' Sirius said distracted by something shiny, 'Wait, what?' He moved towards her and tried to pry her hands away from her face.
'I'm pregnant. I'm so sorry; I don't know what to do. We don't have to keep it. I'll abort it. Please Sirius… I'll-I'll-' Angie never finished what she'd do as she broke down into tears.
'Don't.'
'What?' Angie asked, wiping away some of her tears.
'Don't abort our baby, I love you, Angie, and I'll love our child just as much.' Sirius said as he pulled her into a hug.
'I would be lying if I told you that wasn't good to hear.' Angie told him as she dried her tears.
'Angie look at her, she's perfect.' Sirius cooed looking down at his and Angie's new born daughter.
'She looks just like you.' Angie scoffed at him as a joke, though it was most certainly true. Their daughter seemed to have inherited a large majority of Sirius' traits. She already had his black hair and her eyes were turning greyer than the blue that she had when she was born.
'You say it like it's a bad thing.' Sirius said in jest.
'Isn't it?' Angie responded, raising one of her eyebrows. She shifted slightly so it would be easier to hand her new born daughter over to Sirius.
'Let's hope our next kid looks like you then.' Sirius told her smiling giddily, taking her from Angie. He settled Lucilia down and began to pull funny faces at her.
'If you want any more kids you can do the heavy lifting.' Angie told him as she settled down in the bed to sleep.
'Deal.' He whispered excitedly.
There was silence for a while and Sirius said nervously, 'Hey Angie…'
'Let me sleep.' Angie moaned.
'Do baby's hair naturally change colour?' Sirius, despite his knowledge of metamorphoses, clearly thought that there was something wrong here.
Lucilia merely looked around the room blankly with her hair an obvious shade of red. Sirius looked down at her, smiled and said, 'You'll be a great Gryffindor one day, Pup.'
'Aw! Look at you, aren't you the cutest little ball of adorableness, my gorgeous little god-daughter.' Lily cooed at Lucilia, who seemed to be enjoying all the attention she was getting.
Lucilia waved blankly at the general direction of the voice before changing her hair to match Lily's stunning red colour.
'Well, you are smarter than Padfoot, aren't you Littlefoot?' James joked, taking Lucilia from Lily.
Little Lucilia kept her hair and adopted James' hazel eyes.
'Let's get a look at you, my little god-daughter. Aren't you the most beautiful little Pup?' Remus said, holding out his arms to take Lucilia from James.
Lucilia decided that there wasn't any part of Remus that she wanted to adopt so she took back her natural hair colour, only with turquoise stripes.
'Can I hold her?' Peter asked nervously, shifting from side to side.
Sirius nodded before handing over Lucilia who, the moment she came into contact with Peter, started to cry. Sirius took Lucilia back immediately and settled her back down and handed her back to Peter, but Lucilia was stubborn, that man was not going to hold her, and she just started to cry again.
'Err, I don't think she likes you Wormy.' Sirius said, clearly trying not to burst out in his dog-like laughter.
'Lucilia say 'dada'.' Sirius said clearly having decided that whilst Angie was at work he was going to teach his daughter how to speak.
Lucilia looked up curiously at Sirius before blinking slowly and saying 'Padfoo.'
'No, well yes, but say 'dada' for me baby girl.' Sirius said, unsure if he should be proud of his daughter saying his nickname before his more traditional title.
'Padfoo.'
'Dada.'
'Padfoo.'
'Dada'
'PAFOO!' Lucilia screamed. Sirius couldn't help but wonder how his daughter was so stubborn.
His ponderings were cut short from the doorbell ringing.
'Hey Prongs.' Sirius greeted his friend, with Lucilia in his arms waving happily at the new comer.
'PAFOO!' She screamed, pushing up the skin on his face with her hands.
'Yes, I'm here.' Sirius told her exasperated, attempting to settle her better.
'Well, she knows your nickname. Hey! Can I teach her 'Prongs'?' James asked, holding out his arms so he could hold her.
'Yeah sure go for it.' Sirius responded, handing him her daughter.
'Lucy say Prongs.' James said to Lucy.
There was a moment of pause then Lucy responded 'Thongs'
'No. Prongs'
'Tongs.'
'No. Prongs'
'Ongs!' Lucy seemed to be getting worse on purpose.
'….PR-ON-GS!' James sounded out the syllables slowly, his annoyance showing.
'NO!' Lucy settled on at last.
'How did she learn 'no'?' James asked.
'Angie says it a lot to me…' Sirius explained in a sheepish tone.
Later Angie had barely enough time to get across the door when she just heard Sirius' loud voice.
'Angie. Angie. Angie...ANGIE!' Sirius shouted. Sometimes she struggled to figure out why she loved Sirius, and who was the bigger child, Lucy, the nearly one year old or Sirius, the over grown man child.
'WHAT?' Was the equally loud response.
'Look Lucilia can say Padfoot! Lucilia say Padfoot for daddy.' Sirius said in a triumphant tone.
'…Dada.' Lucy settled on.
'…Now you say it…?' Sirius asked in disbelief.
'Sirius you're a failer…' Angie told him, holding out her arms for Lucy.
'…dada fail...' Lucy said in her serious tone.
'Lucilia how could you betray me!' Sirius whined. As the Muggles would say, the jury is still out on who is the biggest child.
'Lucilia, give daddy his wand back.' Sirius told Lucy in a stern voice.
'NO! MINE!' Lucy told him, holding the wand even tighter than before.
'No, daddy's wand, give it back.' Sirius tried to reason. This apparently failed as Lucy simply held his wand closer to her chest.
'Lucilia Lyra Black, give daddy his wand back.' Sirius told her in his 'firm' voice.
'NO!' Somehow this word had quickly become her favourite.
'Prongs! She won't do it!' Sirius moaned to James.
'Padfoot, if I was you I'd give up.' James advised in an amused tone, lying back on the sofa to watch the show.
'She's going to hurt herself.' Sirius told him, anxiously.
'Life lesson.' Was the all too unhelpful response.
A quick glare was sent the stags way before turning back to the little girl on the floor that was rather violently shaking the wand, 'Lucilia, give daddy his wand back and… you can have some ice cream.'
A vase broke on the table near by, Lucy quickly handed the wand back clearly deciding that if 'daddy' had the wand he would be the one in trouble.
'Bribery, works every time.' Sirius smiled. No matter what anyone said, he was a great father, slightly irresponsible but a great father.
'Ic Creeem! Now!' The child put her arms on her hips, and glared at her father. Her hair turned a familiar blonde colour, looking remarkably like her mother.
Sirius went to get the ice cream.
'Look! Doesn't Lucy look so cute?' Angie cooed, holding up Lucy for her partner to see.
Lucy was in some ridiculously pink, poufy, frilly dress and had a pleading look in her eyes, and, when she briefly looked up at her mother, anger. Well at least as much anger as a year old could muster. The worst part was that she and Angie had similar dresses on, although Angie's had less frills.
'Angie, I don't think she's very happy with you right now.' Sirius said, shaking silently with laughter.
'Nonsense, you're happy, aren't you my little Lucy-Loo?' Angie cooed to Lucy, who looked up at her mother and started to cry. It always got her, her own way and this was the most serious need she had. Except food, and getting rid of that white thing that covered her bottom and made a squelching noise some time after she ate. And daddy's attention, she loved daddy's attention. Oh, and her big dog toy, she loved that to.
'Angie give her here' Sirius said, holding out his arms for Lucilia, 'Come here Lucilia my poor little baby, listen, you have to wear this dress, okay, mummy really likes you in it and, I know you don't, but sometimes you have to do things because they make other people happy.'
Lucilia looked up and Sirius and stopped crying.
Later on in James and Lily's wedding ceremony there was a ripping of fabric as Lucy forcefully removes the dress from herself. Everyone there agrees that this was, without a shadow of a doubt, Sirius Black's daughter.
'Lucy, this is Harry.' Lily told Lucy, showing her the new born Harry.
'Poor 'Arry, you look like Uncle Rongs.' Lucy said at last, with a smile that was eerily like her father's on her face.
'Littlefoot, that's not very nice.' James scolded her lightly.
'But you're igly.' Lucy said with confidence.
'It's ugly and NO I'M NOT!' James corrected her, feigning a hurt ego.
'Actually I agree with her and no shouting with Harry around.' Lily corrected James.
There was a moment of silence and then;
'HE NEED NICKNAME! HE NEED NICKNAME! LIKE ME LIBBLEFOOT!' Lucy shouted out, bouncing on the heels of her feet, clearly excited about having a play mate.
'YES!' James agreed equally loudly, just without Lucy's excuse of being an over-excited two year old.
'Fawn!' Lucy said with an air of confidence that didn't quite suit her age.
'Who?' James asked.
'Fawn, a baby bear!' Lucy told him with a superior air to her.
James, Lily, Sirius and Angie were having a few moments of blissful quiet in the kitchen when they suddenly heard something, most likely important, break in the living room.
'SHIT!' Was all that came out of Lucy's mouth.
'Sirius, how does Lucy know swear words?' Lily asked Sirius who merely shrugged in an "I dunno" kind of way.
Angie narrowed her eyes and then wacked Sirius around the back of the head.
'SHIT, Angie what was that for?' Sirius shouted as he clutched his head in feigned hurt.
'That's how.' James laughed.
Lily merely rolled her eyes and went to check on Lucy and Harry.
'Sowy Auntie Lily but 'Arry did it.' Lucy's voice carried through to kitchen.
'She's a Marauder in training.' Sirius grinned. James nodded his head in solemn agreement.
'You shouldn't sound so proud about that.' Angie told him, sounding exasperated.
It was a chilly Hallowe'en night when Sirius went to check on James and Lily, Peter, meanwhile went to the Black-Montgomery residence and told Angie what had happened.
'Come on we have to go quickly, something's happened, you're not safe here.' Peter attempted to reason with them.
Angie, of course, had listened and had picked up Lucy and Disapparated to an alleyway near by.
'Where's Padfoot?' Lucy asked looking around; somehow calling Sirius 'dad' was far too main-stream.
'That doesn't matter, we have to go now.' Peter told the stubborn three year old.
'No, where's Padfoot?' Lucy asked, folding her arms around her in a "you can't make me do anything I don't want to" kind of way.
It was at this moment that Sirius Apparated in to the ally.
'PADFOOT!' Lucy cried out, running to her father.
'It's okay, I'm here.' Sirius comforted her, before turning on Peter.
Peter paused briefly, clearly thinking on his feet, before shouting, 'JAMES AND LILY, SIRIUS! HOW COULD YOU BETRAY THEM?!'
'Daddy wouldn't do that, you big meanie.' Lucy told Peter glaring angrily.
Peter merely narrowed his eyes at Lucy before sending red spell soaring towards her. The little girl screamed as she hit the floor, a large deep gash along her stomach, already pouring a crimson river.
'LUCILIA!' Her parents shouted, Angie ran towards her daughter, as Sirius raised his wand keeping his eye on Peter.
'Sirius she's hurt,' Angie called and for a moment Sirius looked away from the traitor. At the same second a sickly blue coloured spell shot from Wormtail's wand, straight into Angie.
Angie crumbled over her daughter's body.
'LUCILIA! ANGIE!' Sirius cried out, raising his wand once more, as he turned to Peter and shouted 'YOU BASTARD!' He then made a movement to blast Peter but he was too late, Peter had disappeared.
It was at this moment that Ministry officials Apparated on the spot and arrested Sirius whilst Angie and Lucy were taken to St Mungo's.
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