The Voodoo Child

a/n: I own shit. I only own people you have no fucking clue where they came from.

Summary: Her name was Isabella, beautiful and unique. His name was Cedric, talented and strong. They're love was never ending. She grew up thinking she was someone else's daughter, but when the truth came out who she really was the wizarding world would be up in arms. When distant relatives come to stake their claim on the 16 year old, her world gets turned upside down.

Chapter One: Truth

My dearest Bella,

I have missed you so much over the summer; I wish that your father would have let you stay with me and father. I hate to think of you stuck in Spinner's End with him, I can't help but to picture you locked in your room crying. I am glad to here though that your father has allowed you to come with us to the World Cup. I will see you tomorrow, be safe Bella.

Love,

Ced

Isabella folded the letter in half and set it on her night stand. Her dark room in the home her father referred to as Spinner's End, was small and drab. The sixteen year old Ravenclaw saw this place as her only refuge from her father's constant belligerence over her boyfriend and lack of skill with potions. She had dealt with these things most of her young life but as of late something seemed different about the man she called father, he was on guard all the time like he was waiting for someone to storm in and cause mayhem.

Pulling out of a piece of parchment and her quill she began to pen her response to her beloved Cedric.

My Love,

I am fine, my summer of solitude has yielded some great new spells and I have improved in potions a great deal. Perhaps father will allow me to be in his NEWT level class after all. He told me that he would if I could tell him a good reason why I would need potions if I was going to get married to "The Great Cedric Diggory" but I told him that I wanted to work for the ministry and they require that I take my NEWTs in Potions, I would never pass them with out that class. Luckily father has agreed. He has been on edge these last few weeks, more so that usual. Which is why I am so glad that he agreed to let me go to the cup with you after all.

I love you so much Cedric and I will be thrilled to see you tomorrow. I know it's only two weeks father has let me spend with you and your father but I can assure you they will be the best of the whole summer.

I will see you tomorrow,

Bella

Sealing the letter then sending Cedric's owl back to him she laid down in her bed and thought of happier times to come. But something plagued her mind late that night, she had a few visions but nothing of great consequence, but tonight was different it wasn't quite a vision but it wasn't a memory either. I was a glimmer from the past… a life changing moment that had been suppressed by magic.

A little girl with flowing black hair ran through an hold house being chased by a young man, both handsome and strong. He called out to the little girl "Bella… Where's my girl." The little girl turned to look at the man and smiled brightly.

"I'm over here daddy…" She called out hiding behind a large black leather arm chair. The young man found his little girl hiding behind the chair laughing.

"Bella how many times have I told you… we have to get ready to go see baby Harry." He said picking the little girl up and twirling her around. Then there was a crash coming from the kitchen and the man set his daughter down and ran into the next room.

The small child fallowed her father. A woman with long black hair and dressed in an emerald green sun dress lay motionless on the floor. Another figure stood over her, dressed in all black with the hood of his cloak hiding his face. There was a flash of black smoke then the man was gone.

"Mama…" The little girl cried running over to the lifeless body. The man tried to stop her, trying to grab a hold of her hand. By the time he got a hold of her she had already comprehended that her mother was dead. Killed by someone she knew by the expression on her face.

"Baby…" He father whispered softly, "Bella come on," He said quickly picking the two year old up and then in flash they were gone and everything faded to black.

Waking from her sleep, sweating Bella tried to make sense of her dream, trying to remember the face from her dream. Darting out of bed she ran to her trunk which had an old copy of the Daily Prophet that she had saved from the day the Sirius Black had escaped from Azkaban over a year ago.

Throwing books and clothes to floor she found the old clipping she had saved for some unknown reason, there was the face from her dreams. Tortured by the years in that ungodly prison, but those eyes told the truth. He was the man she called father as a small child, he was her father.

Clutching the photo in her hand she stormed out of her room and down the hall to where the man she called father slept. Throwing the door open she found him still awake reading. Bella went over to him and tossed the wrinkled old news paper clipping at him. "Explain…" She demanded, her normally sing song voice now had a hint of pain and anger in it. "Why would Sirius Black come to me in a dream? Why would I call him Daddy as a little girl?" She demanded trying to remain calm.

"Bella it was a dream, pay it no mind." Severus Snape said calmly. He was shocked that she had discovered the truth, perhaps what Trelawney said was true that Isabella had a gift.

"No, no, no!" The teenager said shaking her head. "Lupin tried to tell me something last year but you stopped him. You kept him from spending any time with me alone, because you knew that he would tell me of the truth. That you're a fraud, you are not my father!" Bella was shaking with anger and went over to Severus, grabbing him by the scruff of his night gown. "Who are you… why did you take me from my family? WHY" She screamed.

Severus broke under the girl's stair, she was a sweet natured child most of the time… very much like her mother but there were moments when the young witch scared even him, who had stood toe to toe with the Dark Lord. "I am your family Bella… your mother was my sister!" Bella shook her head then let go of the middle aged man.

"I'm leaving… don't bother asking me to where because it will be some place you will not be welcome….." She spoke coolly as she left the room and then went to gather her things. She was leaving for Cedric's and she would not return until she hand answers from the one man who could tell her the truth. Remus Lupin, the man who last year claimed to be her godfather.

Before leaving she penned a quick note that she sent Remus announcing that we was going to show up at some point in the next few days.

Professor Lupin,

Last year you tried to tell me something about myself that I did not know. You claimed to be my godfather. I believe I had a vision form my past which implicated that Sirius Black is my father. I will be paying you a visit with in the week to talk because I want to know the truth. Cedric Diggory will be accompanying me if that is alright. If you need me I will be staying with the Diggory's as I can not trust Severus Snape at the moment and I need to find the truth out.

Sincerely,

Isabella

Taking the Floo to Cedric's house she stood in his kitchen and began to ball. Hearing the cries both Cedric and Amos came running down stairs to find the shaken young girl clutching her small black kitten. Cedric rushed over to his girlfriend of nearly three years and wrapped his arms around her.

"What has he done Bella…" He demanded as he started to wipe away the tears that begun to stain her cheeks. Cedric always had a bad feeling about Professor Snape and had often wondered if he hurt Bella. This sent Cedric over the edge, he was of age now and if Snape had hurt the woman he loved so dearly he would personally cause him double the pain he had put the beautiful young woman in his arms through.

"He lied.. .my whole life." Bella choked out between sobs. By this point Cedric and Amos had gotten her to sit down and got her a nice hot cup of tea to help her calm down. Cedric was bewildered by her statement as was Amos. "He's not my father… my father is Sirius Black." She chocked out before laying her head down on the table and continued to sob.

"That's not possible… who would do such a thing?" Cedric asked looking over at his father and the older man shrugged.

"Anything is possible Ced, the Blacks and Princes have had a very long feud and perhaps it was some sort of statement." Amos mused; he had never gotten involved in the inner workings of pure blood families as it was often bloody. He had heard rumors that Sirius had run off with the Snape girl after graduation but he thought it was just one of those rumors you would so often hear over tea at the ministry.

Cedric was beside himself, he tried so desperately to comfort Bella. Running his hand down her back he whispered, "Come on Bells, this could be a blessing… you aren't his daughter. The daughter of a death eater is a terrible thing to bare and you no longer have to bare that cross."

"But my father is a murder… which is worse?" Bella whispered as she glanced up. "My father the death eater I could handle, brush it off as a mistake from a past life but my father the murder… escaping from Azkaban… the fugitive. I don't know if I can handle that Ced." I turned and buried her head into Cedric's welcoming shoulder.

"Put down Nightmare before you kill him.." Cedric said softly taking the kitten from her hands and setting it down on the ground. But the cat didn't move away from his owner's side. "Perhaps if you sleep Bella you may feel differently tomorrow, we have the cup to look forward too and you need time to process all this." Cedric needed time to process this as well but he knew that the confusion he was feeling about the situation was just a fraction of what Bella must been feeling.

"I can give you a sleeping potion if you like my dear," Amos offered, over the last three years he had come to see Bella as daughter and the woman Cedric pledged himself to marry after they finished school. Cedric looked over at his father and nodded, weather Bella wanted it or not, she was going to get the sleeping potion because there would be no other way for her calm down during this life changing moment.

Amos prepared the potion and added it to her tea. "Drink.." Cedric said softly placing the cup in Bella's shaking hands. She took the cup and downed it quickly. Cedric took her arm and helped her up.

"I'm taking her to my room, I don't want her to be alone…" Cedric told his father and Amos respected his son's decision to stand by Bella in this time of turmoil. As they started to walk up the stairs Bella turned to look at Cedric and those deep blue eyes showed so much sadness and anger.

"I have to talk to Remus Lupin… he knows the truth.." Cedric nodded at her words and continued to help her up the stairs and then into bed. "I have to find Remus…" She mumbled against the pillow as she curled up against Cedric before she fell off into a dreamless sleep.

"My poor Bella…" He said in a hushed tone before he wrapped his arms around her and began to drift off to sleep. He vowed then and their to protect her from the world that would turn on her if she claimed to be Sirius Black's child. People would distance themselves from her, even more than being Severus Snape's child, yet he would remain her rock, until the day he dies.

Hundreds of miles away Sirius Black sat in Remus Lupin's kitchen sipping on tea. For the last thirteen years he had thought about his little girl ever second of the day. Taken away by her Uncle, who Sirius believed killed his own sister to get at the little girl who held the fate of the two most powerful families in the wizarding world in her hands. With a claim to the Black and Prince family fortunes when she came of age she would be one of the richest young witches in England. Not to mention the dowry he would get for her. It made Sirius sick thinking about the men who clamor at a chance to have Isabella Black as their wife.

Remus asked his oldest friend to his home because of a hastily written letter that he received late that summer night. "She's a powerful witch Sirius.." Remus told his friend as he sat across the shabby old table. "I would venture to say one of the brightest students I had the privilege of teaching while at Hogwarts." He tried to reassure his friend of his daughter's capable nature. "So I wasn't surprised when I read her letter.. she figured this out on her own."

Sirius looked down at the letter, it was the first time he had touched anything that his little girl had touched in nearly thirteen years. He choked back tears as he read it, the writing seemed so hastily scrawled across the page and a single tear stained the paper. He remembered the beauty that he loved more than life. Regretting leaving her with her Uncle the day he went to confront Peter all those years ago. "My daughter has spent her whole life thinking that Snape was her father! God knows all the things he's put in her head…" He closed his eyes and ran his hand through his shoulder length hair.

"She's safe now." Remus reminded, "She's with the Diggory's and Cedric loves her dearly. He wouldn't let Severus get his hands on her again. I saw the way they were together last year. Really you don't have to worry about her being safe my friend." Remus reached out and grasped Sirius's hand.

"But she believes me to be this monster! How can I prove to her that I never meant any of this to happen?" Sirius looked over at Remus with tears in his eyes. "Is she beautiful like her mother?" He asked softly.

"More" Was all Remus said with a small smile on her face. "Joanna would be very proud of her little girl." Sirius nodded and memorized the way she signed her name. His little Isabella would come back to him… no matter he would be her father again.

"I'm going to stay till she comes to see you, maybe I can get through to her." This was a great risk, the ministry was looking desperately for Sirius but he knew that he had to do this for his daughter, she deserved to hear the truth. It had worked with Harry, it had to work with his daughter.