Today was the worst and best day of my life…
Well to be able to understand why it was so mixed you should probably get to know me a little better. My name is Andenella Rose Black. Yes I am the daughter of Sirius Black, and no he is not a killer, he was framed by the man whose name fits him perfectly. Wormtail, yes I know that's not his real name but it was the nickname my father gave him when he thought he could call him his friend. All this stuff about a past that isn't mine and yet you still don't know about me. Well I am about 5'7 with long black hair. And piercing green eyes tat everyone says were like my mothers. I'm Irish although most people wouldn't guess it because of my black hair. I descend from dark haired Celts known as 'Black Irish.' My best friend, and 3rd cousin, is Tristan Michael Lupin. Yes he is the son of Nympahdora Tonks and Remus Lupin. Tonks is my second cousin so that makes Tristan my 3rd. After my father went to Azkaban Remus and Tonks took me in and raised me because my mother by some cruel twist of fate fell into the veil at the department of mysteries. This happened days before the death of Lily and James Potter. Uncle Remus said that my father never was the same after my mother died but when James and Lily died he just snapped. Now 16 years later things have not changed much from when my father was in school. Just like he, I am called a blood-traitor and a mud blood lover. When I walk into the "noble" house of Black I hear the shrill voice of my grandmother who I loathe, she says I am not worthy to be called pure-blood, she also said I am just like my father. I loathe her and the rest of my Slytherin cousins. Most people call me a loner but I am not I prefer to have few friends.
Harry Potter or more affectionately called The Boy Who Lived, I am so sick and tired of hearing about how great he is. Sure he is my friend but he always is getting attention especially from my father. Before my father was taken from me (the veil) all I heard about was how great Harry was. I just never thought he would take it to this extreme to get to have Harry as a member of the family. I am being forced to marry Harry Potter. Yes, an arranged marriage I find this horrible that my father would do this to me but I can do nothing because my parents made this arrangement when I and Harry were but one years of age.
"Professor you wanted to see me?" you asked professor Dumbledore
"Ah yes Miss. Black please come in, Lemon Drop?" professor Dumbledore said
"Oh no thank you professor"
"So wha-" you started to say but where cut off when another person came into the office
"Pofessor?" Harry asked you looked over at him very intrigued at what was going on.
"Ah yes Harry come in take a seat, lemon drop?"
"no thank you professor, so what did you need?"
"Yes professor what did you need that would concern both me and Harry?" you asked thoroughly confused.
"Well about 16 years ago both of your parents signed an agreement that would let you share assets, like Sirius' home for example."
"Um Sir I don't mean to be rude but what are you saying?" you asked even more befuddled than before.
"Well Miss. Black you will no longer be Miss. Black soon you will be Mrs. Potter"
Your jaw dropped to the floor. As you tried looking for the words to say Harry beat you to it obviously thinking that same thing that you were.
"But sir why would out parents agree to that I mean we were only babies. Surely we don't have to go through with this? Right?"
"I'm very sorry to report this but you are wrong and even if the agreement was lost this would be the only way we could evenly split the assets of the late Mr. Black"
You finally found your voice and spoke up. "When are we getting married sir?"
"After your 17th birthday Miss. Black, so sometime after October 25th." "Where will we live until Sirius' house becomes ours?" Harry asked gently. "Oh you will live where Miss. Black lives now, at the Lupin household." "Oh Merlin how am I going to tell Tristan?" you asked yourself outloud but in a whisper that you thought no one heard but you were wrong. "Well Mr. Lupin is also having an arranged marriage" Dumbledore replied. "If you don't mind me asking sir but who is he marrying?" "Oh yes of course he is marrying Miss. Elizabeth Pettigrew." Now you and Harry were fuming mad "WHAT!" you and Harry shouted simultaneously. "HE'S MARRYING THAT TRAITORS DAUGHTER?! THE MAN WHO FRAMED MY FATHER?! THE ONE WHO THANKS TO HIM I HARDLY KNEW MY FATHER AND HARRY NEVER EVEN KNEW HIS PARENTS BECAUSE OF!" you were so mad that you almost cried. "Sir I'm terribly sorry but I think I need to go take a walk"
"Of course I am terribly sorry to have to dump this information on you especially with it so close to your father's death" Professor Dumbledore replied.
Once you walked out of the room you no longer had control over your legs they just kept walking.
"Professor, should I go and see if she is alright?" Harry asked Dumbledore quite worried that something might happen to his newly betrothed.
"If you feel you must Harry then you may do so, although I'm not quite sure she will talk to you or anyone, right now." Harry sighed and stood up he muttered a quick good-bye to Professor Dumbledore and left the room in search of Andi.