ATTN: Reader if you have not read My Daddy or My Family you may not want to read this, but if you want go ahead I think you'd get the whole story with out character introductions.
A/N: So I was so happy with all my readers of "My Family", I planned this one out while working on My family and it sort of hit me My Love theme, I love writing this and that's the whole point, Claire Black is a new favorite character of mine and I love centering my stories around her, I try my best to not make my stories the typical girl befriends golden trio sort of thing but in some cases it cannot be helped. So as evidence by "My family" Claire and Harry may not be together, and in this story who you think is Claire's love really may not be… you really won't know. The Relationship with Cedric I created as a mere decoy because I knew all along I wanted him to be a Deatheater instead of dieing...So I'll leave you here now to read the third story in a list of five thank you and I hope you enjoy "My Love."
Walking into the doors for the first time at her father's childhood home it greeted her with dust and old smells. Claire looked around her she had never even knew this place existed. She took off her cloak and walked quietly as instructed by Remus. But her foot hit some umbrella stand and she yelped in pain, and then screamed even louder as the curtains of a painting flew open…
"MUDBLOODS! BLOOD-TRAITORS! FILTH! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" It screamed.
Claire fell back into the wall as her father came out, "Shut up mother!" he yelled at the painting.
"Gees…" Claire said taking her fathers hand.
"Happens all the time don't worry." Sirius said, "How are you, are you hungry?"
"Starving…" Claire replied and they walked down to the kitchens.
To her surprise the room was filled with the familiar red headed family the Weasley's and to Claire's disgust Snape. James was laughing at Greta who was coated in a layer of flour.
"Well help me James you know perfectly well I don't want to go have another shower." Greta said.
"Yes but this time I'll come with you…" James started but Mrs. Weasley hit him with the broom.
"Mr. Potter there are young ears around, I'll kindly ask you not to speak like that." Mrs. Weasley said.
"Hi everyone!" Claire said.
"Oh Claire! Good you're here!" Ginny said.
"Oh Claire how was the trip Regulus has been asking for you." Fred said bouncing Regulus on his knee.
"Hope it was a safe trip." James said
"Oi Claire come play chess" Ron said.
"Ron she needs to eat first." Mrs. Weasley said ushering Claire to a chair.
Claire smiled at every one as she sat down next to Ginny. "Where's Mr. Weasley?" Claire asked.
"Oh he's at the ministry, there is much work going on these days what with meetings and what not." Mrs. Weasley said.
Claire nodded and started eating the stew put before her.
"Still practicing Occlumency?" Snape asked her.
"Always Professor." Claire said.
After she ate a small skinny thing came out from a cupboard and looked at her and his eyes welled up with tears…
"Is it, it is…MISTRESS!" the thing wailed and fell at Claire's feet.
Remus and her father had just come into the kitchen.
"Mistress they have been letting mud-bloods into the house and they are throwing away all your things!" He wailed.
"Kreacher that's my daughter not you mistress, stop wailing at her feet!" Sirius said rudely.
"Dad who is that?" Claire asked. As Sirius motioned for Claire to follow him.
"The house elf, you can order him around if you want he seems to like you." Sirius said.
"Where are we going?" Claire asked him.
"To your new room, I know we moved you abruptly so I wanted you to have your own space." He said.
He went to a room on the fourth floor quite separated from the rest of the house. "This was my mother's room; I've been working on cleaning it out for you I think it will suit you till you can get back to Godric's Hollow." Sirius said.
"Thank you daddy…" Claire said hugging him.
Sirius hugged her back kissing the top of her head, "I found this in my old room, it was a picture of your mom and I on our first date, went to this cozy little tea shop just in Hogsmeade there."
Claire looked at the picture in a silver frame of her mother and father young and smiling waving at her.
"Those were the days back then; everyone raved at me saying I had the prettiest girl in the school." Sirius said looking down at a seventeen year old Helga.
"You miss her a lot don't you?" Claire said.
"More than you can know, I wanted to marry her so much I knew it right here at that café, spent my whole life thinking I hated her, then she locked me in that classroom and kissed me, boy oh boy I was never the same again she really made me crazy for her." Sirius said.
Claire smiled at her father's story; he looked at her and then looked away.
"Go on daddy I don't mind, I love hearing about mother it makes her seem alive." Claire said smiling at him.
"It dose doesn't it, your mother also knew your name already too." He started, "When she was pregnant she told me that you would be a girl, and she knew your name as if you introduced yourself to her."
"She said you and her use to talk to me?" Claire said.
"We did every day we'd wake up beside each other and look at you in your mothers belly and say good morning Claire." Sirius said.
"That's true love right there, you and mum I want that some day." Claire said.
"And you will Claire…you deserve to be loved by someone who isn't your parent." Sirius said.
"I thought I loved Cedric but…" Claire started "There is someone I have strong feelings for, could that be love?"
"The base of a good and true love is trust and friendship, that's a line I picked up from your mother." Sirius said.
"That's what she said after I broke up with my first boyfriend Andrew, he had been seeing some other girl from a different school." Claire said.
"Exactly…who is this Andrew?" Sirius asked.
"Oh he's nobody really dad." Claire said.
Sirius looked at his daughter with and admiration he felt she had grown up the way he would have expected his child to be like, she was smart, kind, a bit hotheaded complements from himself, she was has Helga said…
"Our daughter is our stars colliding in a rain of meteors, she'll be like us when she's older…so be good!"
He chuckled remembering her word, her warning of him to be good. Helga was the best mother and he never doubted for a second that he needed some one like her grounded, a realist, and gentle. Because Sirius was a fighter, and got into fights, started them, and he had a bad reputation. Yet Dumbledore had trusted him to marry his granddaughter because he felt that Helga was just the remedy he needed for his wild boy behavior.
James would always joke when the four of them got together, "Helga is to Sirius as Lilly is to James and in turn we all belong to Remus because he needs some one too."
Sirius wondered if Remus ever knew James joked like that and he felt it best he not tell him now.
After he father left Claire decided to write to Harry he was probably feeling cut off, not hearing form anyone…
Dear, Harry!
Hey I'm at the new home, I can't say where but you know I would…I like it here its okay except for the fact no ones been here in thirteen years. My father and I talked about my mother to day, I find out more and more each day. I really hope that you make it in time for your fathers wedding, and please do try to come soon I miss you so much.
Sure the Weasley's are good company but there are things I feel I can only tell you, maybe because we understand one and other. Regulus is growing up so big as well they he loved the little broom stick you bought him, dad says he gets his skills from mother because she was a Chaser.
Speaking of Quidditch, Snape told me that I get the open Chaser spot seeing as Marcus Flint had left Hogwarts (finally!). I really can't wait…yes I know we'll be competing against each other but all the reading and flying has me really, really hyped up over Quidditch I can't wait!!! I think I told you that already.
Well all the best wishes till we see you here,
All the Love Claire
She took the letter to Vulcan and sent him out the window; she watched the black owl fly away into the blue sky. Knowing it won't take him long as the Dursley's lived near London, Claire left the win down to go downstairs with the rest of the gang.
"Claire!" came the familiar voice of Hermione.
Claire ran over to her and hugged her, "How are you?"
"Oh so good I'll have to tell you the vacation I took this summer, wait have you met Tonks yet she just got here." Hermione said.
There was a pretty pink haired girl at the table she whipped around, "So this is my new cousin Claire, nice to meet ya!" She got up and hugged Claire.
"Who are your parents?" Claire asked.
"Andromeda Black and Ted Tonks!" She said, "Gees Sirius do you not tell her any thing about our family."
"Only the clean history…so nope nothing!" He said winking at Claire.
She shook her head, and then Mr. Weasley came in panicked.
"James I have some bad news, Harry used magic to day…" Arthur said.
"What!" James yelled, "Damn Mungdungs I knew I should have been watching him myself."
"He used a Patronus; Dementors were attacking him and his cousin Dudley." Arthur said.
"That's it I don't care what Dumbledore says he's my son and he'll be staying here, enough of this staying at the Dursley's crap!" James shouted.
"I quite agree too James." Every one looked to see Dumbledore at the entrance to the kitchen.
"Oh sir hello…" James said.
"Grandfather is Harry okay?" Greta asked pulling out a chair for him.
"Harry will be fine…but he stands trial for his under aged magic.
"Gees so who's going with him?" Sirius asked.
"Well Greta and James of course, I believe you adopted Harry as your son before he left for that Dursley's." Dumbledore said.
"Right I did James and I thought it best, in case something happens again Harry has me to go to and not the Dursley's." Greta said.
"James will be much busy that day with work for the Order; Greta will have to go with him." Dumbledore said.
James looked at Greta and nodded she'll be his step-mother by then so its only fitting that she goes." James took Greta's hand.
Claire was worried now; she had just mailed her letter to Harry…
He arrived the next day irritated and angry, Claire understood why but she wondered if he would take it out on the rest of them. They prepped the house for the small wedding between James and Greta that day, Kingsley Shaklebolt would do the service and then Greta would be Mrs. Potter, and Harry's new mother.
"Harry?" Claire said sitting next to him after his disagreement with Ron and Hermione.
"I got your letter...it made me feel a whole lot better, unlike some letters!" Harry said angry.
Claire looked at Ron and Hermione who looked hurt, "Harry we had to keep hushed up about this stuff, in case the ministry intercepts any letters."
"I understand that…" Harry said.
"You must be happy your father is getting married today…I heard about Greta adopting you." Claire said.
"Yeah she and I talked alone about it I told her I never wanted to have to go live with the Dursley's again." Harry said.
"Cheer up Harry today is a happy day…" Ron said.
Later after leaving the Claire made her way to her aunt's room to prep for the wedding. She heard a loud crack, Fred and George had popped up beside her she let out a yell and stumbled back.
"Damn it Fred and George I'll smack you one on the side of the head if you do that again!" Claire yelled.
"Gees Claire…" Fred said and he apparated else where.
George grabbed her arm and stopped her from leaving.
"What?" Claire said.
"I just…I want to know how you are after you know the whole Cedric situation?" He asked.
Claire winced at the sound of his name, she was on the borderline between feeling scared for Cedric and betrayed by him either way George wasn't helping by bringing him up.
"I see you still aren't ready to talk about it are you?" George said.
"No George I am not, please I don't need to hear nor talk about Cedric." Claire said.
"I told you he wasn't right for you…I knew it Claire." George blurted out.
"How dare you pull an 'I told you so' on me you have no right." Claire said vehemently.
It was George's turn to wince at her words, "Claire you're cutting me deep."
"Why should I care your just, making me angry." Claire said.
"Look I wanted to make sure you were okay…I worry about you because you seem to bottle every thing up." George said.
"What just because I don't talk to you every time I have to blow my nose I'm bottling things up, George you have no idea what it's like to love some one like I loved Cedric." Claire said pressing herself against the wall.
"Don't I…" he said moving so he was close to her face. "You of all people should know I know what it feels like to love some one unconditionally, Claire you awaken a feeling in me I've never felt before."
Claire caught her breath she had a dying urge to kiss George right there that second. She felt a heat between them, and it was unfamiliar and new to her…she then knew what it was she wanted George she felt passion and it scared her as her mother had warned her long ago. She ducked out and moved away from him her cheeks burning.
"I have to go now…" Claire said not meeting his eyes. She turned on her heel bumping into Fred along the way, who looked annoyed.
"C'mon George!" she heard Fred as she ducked into her aunt's room still flustered.
"Oh Claire there you are can you zip me up?" she asked indicating to her zipper.
"Aunt Greta…" Claire said struggling with the zipper, "What on earth it fit a month ago when we bought it?" Claire thought.
"Yes…" Her aunt said sucking in.
"You and James you're really in love, I mean you don't think it's because you're mom's twin?" Claire asked.
"Well I have to admit I first thought that he'd still loved her, but when we spent time together we realized that is wasn't about Helga or Lily, it was me an him now and I am really very different from Lily and big time Helga…I am also a Squib too and he feels he has to protect me too, really he tells me every night how much he loves me…wait you aren't freaking out…Oh my God Claire." Greta started, "You have a burning desire for some one…oh tell me!"
"Aunt Greta am I a hussy for thinking about a guy like this so soon after, well you know after him." Claire said blushing furiously.
"You mean Cedric…bah the boy was too pretty for that sort of thing, I always knew you two weren't right." Greta said, "A love had to be so strong Claire, that those around you feel it too…trust me."
"Really love can be that intense?" Claire said.
"You don't even know the extremes." Greta said.
"Can you describe your love for James?" Claire asked.
"Beethoven's Symphony # 9, I tell you the feeling I know everyone gets hearing that song, Claire you get the parts that are really intense and give you goose bumps all over…then it's came collective and you feel relaxed, then BAM! It picks back up again filling you with anticipation and joy." Greta said.
"Wow…I get goose bumps thinking about it." Claire said.
"As you should find a good one Claire, and if he makes you feel like you'll never breathe again he's the one." Greta said.
"Right I get it, thank you Aunt Greta." Claire said.
"Now let's go get me married, Claire I have waited along time staring out my bedroom widow and putting number nine on repeat." Greta said.