So this is something that's been sitting on my computer for a while and I thought I'd share it with you all. Enjoy :)
October 31st 1981
After Hagrid left with baby Harry on his motorcycle, Sirius sat in the rubble in complete dispair trying to think about what he was going to do when he got his hands on Peter when a shrill cry pierced the air. Sirius frowned, looking around. He walked back into the house trying not to look at the body of his best friend. He walked into the half destoryed living room and searched for the sound of the crying. Sirius pulled back a large piece of timber to reveal a baby girl maybe five months old.
"Oh my god." Sirius picked up the baby wrapped in a woolen blanket with the name Hazel embroidered onto the corner. "Hey, hey Hazel. It's okay." Sirius held her in his arms. "Everything is going to be fine. I'm going to take care of you." He promised.
Sirius held onto the baby and apparated to the safest place he knew. He hadn't been back to Grimmauld Place in years but now he had to make a choice.
"You." Kreacher sneered seeing the young Black appear in the kitchen. "My poor mistress how she cried when you left. How disgraced she was."
"Quiet." Sirius barked.
Kreacher immediately fell silent.
Sirius sighed. "Look you and I have never been on each other's good side but I need your help. This is Hazel, she is your responsibility Kreacher, you must look after and care for her until I get back from something I have to do. She is not to be harmed or neglected, you will take care of her with your life. Like… Like she was Regulus."
Kreacher frowned. "Like Master Regulus?"
Sirius nodded. "Yes. Look after her and I'll be back… Soon." He said seriously regretting his decision to leave the little girl in the hands of the House Elf but he had no other choice. He had to find Peter and fast. Sirius disapperated leaving Kreacher with the baby.
Kreacher looked down at the baby. "Master Sirius says I'm to look after you. Kreacher will look after you."
Hazel reached up with her tiny hand and touched Kreacher's long nose.
Tweleve Years Later…
Kreacher walked up the stairs and knocked on the door to a bedroom that had used to be Master Sirius's old room. The girl had moved into the room when she was seven and despite his best efforts Kreacher had not been able to change her mind. He walked into the room. "Miss Hazel, breakfast is ready."
Hazel sat up and rubbed her eyes. Her black curly hair a complete mess. She blinked her hazel eyes and stretched. "What time is it?"
"Time to wake up." Kreacher answered before turning and leaving. "Downstairs in fifteen minutes." He told her.
Hazel groaned and got out of bed. She quickly braided her knee length hair a skill she'd picked up quickly after Kreacher stopped doing it for her. She jumped in the shower and then got dressed in a black t-shirt and a pair of dungerees. Hazel couldn't help but feel like something big was going to happen today. Maybe Kreacher would finally let her go outside or she'd get a wand or learn something in her lessons other than history. She hurried downstairs and past her Grandma's portrait…
"Young lady where are your shoes?" Grandma Black exclaimed.
Hazel looked down at her bare feet. "Oh Grandma, I don't need shoes. It's not like I'm going outside." She crossed her arms over her chest.
The portrait of Walburga Black chuckled. "Very well. I suppose I will let it pass today. Now off with you. A lady should always have a good healthy breakfast before she starts her day."
"Yes Grandma." Hazel smiled and hurried down the stairs and into the kitchen. She sat down at the table and Kreacher set a bowl of porridge and a banana down in front of her.
"Thank you Kreacher." Hazel thanked him and tucked into her breakfast. "What are we doing today?" Hazel asked between mouthfuls.
Kreacher looked at her. "Well you have lessons and I have cleaning. Then you have your chores and Mistress wants you to continue working on your sewing. If you're good we might even have time to do some baking."
Hazel nodded. "Could we… I mean… I want to go outside."
"Miss Hazel, we cannot go outside. You know it's…"
"Not safe." Hazel rolled her eyes. "You say that every time I ask but I've never been outside. Please." She pleaded.
Kreacher shook his head. "No. Now finish your breakfast. You're going to be late and Professor Nigellus doesn't like to be kept waiting."
Hazel hurriedly finished her breakfast and then stomped upstairs to the library. Since she was five Professor Nigellus had given her lessons every morning from his portrait which Kreacher had moved into the library.
"Ah Hazel. Good morning." Professor Nigellus greeted her.
"Good Morning Professor Nigellus. What will we be studying today?" Hazel took her usual seat in a black leather armchair and pulled parchment and ink towards her.
Professor Nigellus puffed out his chest. "Today we will be discussing goblins." He launched into a lecture about the history of the goblins.
Hazel sank into her chair and half listened to the lecture.
Bright Eyes
Suddenly halfway through Professor Nigellus's lecture there was a loud bang downstairs.
"What on earth was that?" Professor Nigellus asked.
Hazel jumped up from her seat and ran from the room. She hurried down the stairs.
"Hazel, there is no running in this house." Her Grandma barked as she ran past.
"Sorry Grandma but it's an emergency." Hazel called over her shoulder. She burst into the kitchen to see a man stood in the kitchen holding Kreacher up by the front of his pillowcase. "Leave him alone." Hazel cried out. Suddenly all the sharp knives from the sink rose up into the air and pointed at the man.
The man turned and looked at her. "Hazel?"
"How do you know my name?" Hazel asked.
The man dropped Kreacher and walked over to her. "Look at you. You look just like your dad except you're a female version." He smiled.
Hazel frowned. "You knew my father?"
"We were best friends." The man told her.
Hazel looked at Kreacher.
"Hazel this is Sirius Black." Kreacher told her. "He's the man who brought you here… When you were a baby." He explained.
The knives slowly lowered and Hazel took a step back. "You?"
Sirius nodded. "You look good kid, sorry it took me so long to get here." He placed his hand on her shoulder. "Seems like you did a good job Kreacher. Thank you."
Kreacher huffed. "I'll make some tea."
Sirius led Hazel to sit down at the kitchen table. "So… I'm sure you have questions."
Hazel nodded. "Who were my parents? How did you know them? Why did you bring me here? Where have you been? Why have you come back?"
"It's a long story kid." Sirius admitted. "But I'll try to tell you what I can. Okay so your parents were James and Lily Potter. Twelve years ago they were killed by a wizard, the most evil, dark wizard our world has seen in a very long time. Your parents were part of an Order that stood against him as was I and several of our other friends. This wizard was called Lord Voldemort. Now during the war your parents had to go into hiding because Voldemort decided that he wanted them dead."
"But he got to them?" Hazel asked.
Sirius nodded. "Yes. A special spell was used to protect them. To explain it simply, the secret of where your parents were hiding was put inside one person and so long as that person kept the secret then Voldemort would never find your parents. Your father thought that it should be I who took the secret but after a lot of discussion we decided that it would be too obvious if I was the Secret Keeper and so we trusted our friend Peter Pettigrew."
"And he betrayed them?" Hazel looked down at the table.
"Yes. On the 31st of October 1981 Voldemort came to your parent's home and he killed them before attempting to kill your older brother…"
"Hold on. I have a brother?" Hazel exclaimed.
"His name is Harry. Somehow when Voldemort tried to kill him the curse rebounded destroying Voldemort. When I arrived at the house someone from Hogwarts. Howarts is a school of magic…"
"I know what Hogwarts is. I'm not stupid." Hazel rolled her eyes.
Sirius smiled. "Of course not. Well this person came and took Harry to a safe place. You see we didn't know you existed. Your mother had you while they were in hiding. I found you after they'd left with Harry and I brought you here before going after Peter. I wanted him to pay for what he had done. I tracked him down in a Muggle village but he got the better of me. He kept saying how could I betray James and Lily and that I was Voledmort's spy and other horrible things that were not true. He had his wand behind his back and blasted half the street which killed a dozen people and it looked like he'd been caught in the blast as well. All that was left was his finger. Even fooled me for a while." Sirius sighed. "I was arrested and sent to prison which is why I couldn't come back to you."
Hazel nodded. "You said it looked like he was caught up in the blast?"
"Yes. You see your father, Peter and I were friends with a boy at school called Remus Lupin. Remus was a werewolf." Sirius explained.
Hazel frowned. "I thought werewolves were dangerous?"
Sirius shook his head. "Werewolves are only dangerous one night every month, for the rest of the time they are just normal people like you and me. Remus was our friend and we found a way to help him. See werewolves are dangerous to humans but not animals. So James, Peter and I became animagi. Do you know what an animagus is?"
"Duh, it's a person that can turn into an animal." Hazel rolled her eyes.
"Yes." Sirius nodded. "So your father could turn into a stag. I turn into a dog and Peter could turn into a rat." He explained.
Hazel frowned. "So when you confronted Peter in the street, he blasted it and then cut off his finger and turned himself into a rat?"
Sirius nodded.
Hazel bit her lip. "So why have you come back? Because you found out he's alive?"
"Yes." Sirius reached into his robes and pulled out a newspaper. "This is Peter." He pointed to an image on the front page.
Hazel looked at the picture of a large family stood in front of the pyramids, a tall boy on the end was waving at her with a rat, with a toe missing, on the front page.
"You see Hazel. Peter has certain markings and I'd recognise them anywhere. Then I read that the boys attend Hogwarts and the boy with Peter is friends with your brother Harry." Sirius explained. "I need to bring Peter to justice Hazel. He needs to pay for what he did."
Hazel nodded. "So what do you need me to do?"
Sirius looked at her in confusion. "You?"
"This man killed my parents. I want to help. You're an escaped criminal and I'm an innocent girl I can help you when you can't get places. At best you're going to need food and water and probably a wand. I don't have one but I could probably get one and money too if I try hard enough." Hazel explained. "And I want to meet my brother. I can't believe I have a brother. That's like a whole person I'm related to out there who knows what it's like to not know who you are."
Sirius nodded. "Okay, I am going to need your help. First thing we're going to have to do is head to Hogwarts…"
"No." Kreacher snarled.
Sirius frowned. "What?"
"Miss Hazel is not going anywhere. She is safe here." Kreacher snarled.
Hazel looked at Kreacher. "Kreacher. I have to go. I know you're scared and want to keep me safe but I need to do this. I need to get justice for my parents. I need to find out who I am. Do you understand?" Hazel asked.
Kreacher sighed. "You're not ready for the outside. He doesn't know you."
"It'll be fine. Do you trust me?" Hazel asked.
Kreacher nodded. "Of course I do Miss Hazel."
Hazel smiled. "Then trust that I can do this."
Bright Eyes
Sirius watched Hazel run upstairs to pack and then looked at Kreacher. "I'm forever in your debt Kreacher." He took a sip of tea.
"Kreacher is here to serve the house of Black. Miss Hazel is your ward and Kreacher promised to care for her like she was Master Regulas." Kreacher shuffled over to the sink and started washing up the plates in the sink. "Miss Hazel is special. Her magic doesn't work like other brats."
"I saw, the knives that was her?" Sirius asked.
"She's special." Kreacher said again.
Bright Eyes
Hazel found a backpack in a trunk which was so big on the inside it was probably the size of her bedroom. She filled it with things she thought they might need. Mostly clothes, an old sleeping bag she pulled out of a trunk in the attic, a tent, books about Hogwarts, a map, a compass and so on.
"It's been a long time since I've been in here." Sirius said walking into his bedroom. "I used a permanent sticking charm on the posters to annoy my parents." He chuckled. "My father threw a fit when he saw it."
Hazel looked around. "I like this room. I moved in here when I was seven. Kreacher wasn't too happy but I talked him round."
Sirius nodded walking over and sitting on the bed. "So… Kreacher says your magic is different." He said carefully.
Hazel shrugged. "I guess but I don't know what normal magic is like. I know it requires a wand but I don't have a wand and I do just fine." She sat down. "And I have… I have these moments where I see things. I don't really remember them after or I get feelings. Like this morning I felt like something big was going to happen. It was just a feeling but… I guess it came true because here you are."
"And these feelings… They're always right?" Sirius asked.
"Always. It's kind of scary really." Hazel shrugged.
Sirius nodded. "So what can you do… Magically?"
Hazel shrugged. "Loads of things. I can control the elements mostly, that's pretty cool. Like I can make fire and make the earth move and make ice and snow and once I even made lightning. I can change the weather if I really concentrate. Er… Loads of things. And when I do Kreacher says my eyes glow which is kind of freaky."
"Wow." Sirius breathed. "I've never heard of someone that can do those things without a wand. I suppose that because you weren't forced to suppress your magic and had no other outlet it developed so you didn't have to rely on a wand." He mused.
"I dunno. It's pretty cool though." Hazel told him. "So what are we going to do first?"
"First we're going to go to Diagon Alley. We're going to need money from the family vault which should be easy as I can give you the key and you can go into the vault. We'll need wands. Which will be something you can do for me. Then we'll make our way to Hogsmede which is a village near Hogwarts." Sirius explained. "With any luck we should get there before the school term starts. There's a place called the Shrieking Shack in Hogsmede which has a tunnel that will lead us directly into the Hogwarts grounds." He explained. "I'd apparate us there but I don't think it would be a safe decision because the Ministry might be able to track me." He explained.
Hazel looked thoughtful. "Why don't we ask Kreacher to take us there it would save time and we can hide out here for a bit longer. Maybe we can even give the Ministry false clues so they think you're somewhere else." She suggested.
Sirius wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Aren't you a clever one?"
"I read a lot." Hazel answered.
Bright Eyes
The next day Hazel, Sirius in dog form and Kreacher apparated outside Gringotts. "Thank you Kreacher, I'll call you if I need you." Hazel said to the House Elf.
Kreacher bowed to her. "Of course Miss Hazel." He said and then vanished.
Hazel looked down at Sirius. "Come on Snuffles."
Sirius let out a soft bark and followed her into the bank. Hazel held herself high like she knew exactly what she was doing and walked over to an empty desk. "Good morning. I'm here to visit my vault." She produced the key Sirius had given her.
The goblin looked down at her. "And how do you come to be in posession of this key."
"I don't see how it's any of your business but it belonged to my father." Hazel glared at him.
"Very well." The goblin nodded. "Griphook will take you to your vault. I'm afraid… animals are not allowed in the vaults." He looked down at Sirius.
Hazel shrugged. "Okay. He can stay here I assume?"
"He's… trained?" The goblin asked.
"Snuffles. Sit." Hazel said.
Sirius sat and then laid down resting his head on his front paws.
"Stay." Hazel commanded. "He won't be a bother."
The goblin nodded. "Very well. Griphook, take Miss Black to the Black vault."
Hazel returned twenty minutes later with a sack of money and she and Sirius left the bank together. "I can't actually believe that worked." She mumbled to Sirius.
Next stop was Ollivanders. "Okay, I don't think dogs are allowed in here Snuffles so you're going to have to wait outside."
Sirius once again laid down in front of the shop and Hazel stepped inside.
Hazel looked around the dusty old shop and rubbed the back of her neck. "Hello?"
An old man appeared behind the desk. "Good morning Miss. How can I help you today?"
"I'm here to buy a wand for myself and a replacement wand for my father. His was sadly destroyed when he was attacked by a couple of wizards the other night." Hazel explained. "I have a description of his old wand. I thought perhaps something of similar qualities might be the same." Hazel took out a piece of parchment and offered it to him.
Ollivander took the parchment and looked down at it. "Ah yes, cedar wood, thirteen inches with dragon heartsting. Perfect for transfiguartion. I believe I have a wand that would suit your father perfectly. It would be better if he came here in person…"
"He can't. He was really badly injured during the fight and can't come in. But if the wand doesn't suit him should I come back and we can try another?" Hazel asked.
Ollivander looked thoughtful. "It's not the usual way that I do business but I think I can make an exception. Now we need a wand for you young lady." He looked her over. "And for you I think something extraordinary is needed." Ollivander turned and walked into the back of the shop. "Here we are. Silver Lime, eleven inches with an unusual core, a Thunderbird Tail Feather." Olivander handed over the wand.
Hazel grasped the handle and gasped feeling a warmth run up her hand and a set of blue sparks shot from the wand. "Wow."
Olivander smiled. "It's rare I get a wand right on the first try. I'll wrap the two up for you. That'll be thirteen sickles each." He told her.
Hazel took out the correct money and placed it on the counter.
Olivander handed her the two wands. "There you are. Have a nice day."
"You too." Hazel left the shop. "That man was kind of creepy. Come on Snuffles." Hazel turned to leave and bumped into someone. "Oops, sorry."
"No problem. No injuries." A red haired boy smiled at her. "Wo."
"What?" Hazel asked.
The boy blinked. "Sorry you just… really look like the female version of a friend of my brothers." He shrugged. "Do you go to Hogwarts? What house are you in? I don't think I've seen you before."
"Well Hogwarts is a big place or so I'm told. I'm home schooled you see and really have to be going." Hazel glanced around and hurried off with Sirius at her heels.
They rounded a corner out of sight and Hazel called Kreacher who quickly appeared and took them back to Grimauld Place.
Hazel let out a breath. "That was close." She said as Sirius changed back into human form.
"You handled yourself very well." Sirius told her. "And you got the wands and the money. You're doing just fine."
Hazel gave him a big smile. "Really?"
"Really." Sirius confirmed.
Hazel handed him his new wand. "I hope it works."
Sirius took the wand and it shot out several red sparks. "Oh yes, this will do just nicely. Come on, let me see yours."
Hazel took her wand out of the box and showed it to Sirius. "Silver Lime, eleven inches, thunderbird tail feather." She told him.
"Unusual wand. I've never seen a wand with a thunderbird tail feather core before. I hear wands with that core can sense danger and fire curses without command when in danger." Sirius told her. "It's a perfect wand for you."
Hazel smiled. "Because we're both strange?"
"Because you're both unique." Sirius answered.
So that's chapter one, stay tuned for more :D