Hi, I like to repeat characters and the roles they play in many of my fanfiction, well I'm doing it once again. This is the light side version. If you'd like to see the Dark Side Version, where Lucius Malfoy (Though in the Dark Side version she's around seventeen and is the sister of Voldemort), Peter, Sirius, and Remus's daughters are evil, you should see my story, Deadly Women.

Ginger Lupin: Ginger from Ginger Snaps.

Bella Black: Bella Swan from Twilight, Sirius's Daughter

Taylor Pettigrew: A friend of mine at school who inspires the character

Juliunna Malfoy: My inner ego, the Malfoy's daughter.

A/N: Didn't anyone ever wonder who Harry Potter's God Parents were? I mean, we all know that (Spoiler Alert. I hate it when people spoil it for me, so I'm giving you a chance to skip it to Chapter 1 if you haven't seen the book or movie)

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Blah, blah, blah. Sirius Black is his Godfather, but we all just assumed that he didn't have a God Mother. Well, I volunteer as Tribute to tell her story!

Chapter 1:

Normal Pov

Harry stared across the long hallway with a blanked stare. He froze as he heard a long scream, but could barely move. What is wrong with me? He asked himself, but no one answered. He longed to be normal. No normal teenage wizard had this many responsibilities. No normal teenager had to save the wizarding. No normal teenager held the key to defeating Voldemort, while searching for Horcruxes, doing a job that is highly too dangerous to be trusted for a teenager. Why me, is what he's asking himself.

"Harry!" He heard, and with a snap and a twist, he was awake.

"What's the matter?" He asked groggily, and sat up from the couch on Grimmauld place. Sirius's own home. None of the other had came there since, too dangerous now that Snape's gone rouge.

"Harry we've found something, your going to want to see this." Ron said, and Harry grabbed his glasses over on the counter. "I'm coming I'm coming." He said, and followed Ron though the hallway. Ron was looking lustfully excited as he lead Harry up the stairs and into a grand bedroom, where Harry was shocked to find two women, looking totally angry.

"If you don't let us go-!"

"We will kill all of you!" The other one screamed, and Harry realized that the both of them were shackled to the desk post. Hermione, on the opposite side, huddled into the corner, pointing two wands at them, and looking angry.

"Hermione what happened?" Harry asked, and Ron stepped forward.

"The two of them just strolled in here like they owned the place. Harry I don't know who they are but they're highly dangerous-!"

"Who are you calling highly dangerous?!" The one on the right scoffed, and the one on the left struggled roughly against her cuffs.

"And then they went in here, where they started talking about who's getting who's room, as if they actually live here-!"

"I own this house!" One of them screamed, and Harry turned to her furiously.

"Sirius owned this house." Harry glared, and the one on the right sighed, hanging her head sarcastically.

"He, owned this house. Okay, that's funny, because as his daughter, I'm pretty sure that I can gain possession of his belongings!" The girl snapped, and struggled wildly against her chains again.

"Bella stop it!" The other one snapped, and Harry stepped as close as he dared.

"You, are you saying that your Sirius's daughter?" He asked, looking at Bella more intently. She glared at him, revealing shiny white, sharpened teeth. Made to rip and tear…

"Bella you need to stop fighting-!"

"Shut up Ginger." Bella snapped, but nonetheless stopped moving.

"Are you, or are you not, Sirius's daughter-!"

"I am the bloody daughter, of Sirius Orion Black! Pureblood daughter of him and Amy Locker. I present myself, my friends, and my services to you Harry James Potter, to aid you in your hunt for You Know Who's Horcruxes." Bella boringly drawled.

"What, how did you know?" Ron squeaked, and pulled his wand on her. She glared at him.

"Dumbledore told me to come and aid you. Said its part of my community service." Ginger chuckled, and smirked at Harry blankely.

"Why would Dumbledore tell you that? And nice try, Dumbledore died almost a year ago." Harry glared at her, and Bella glared right on back.

"What, did you really think I was just going to jump for you? I had my own things to do. I had places to be. You seemed like you were doing pretty fine on your own." Bella shrugged, and reached closely to her pocket. She pulled out a letter, and then threw it on the floor. Seeing as if she could barely move her arms, that was the best she could do.

Ron ran forward and grabbed the old looking crumpled up piece of paper, and then ran back to the safety of the corner.

"Okay, lets see what we have here." Ron started, and stared at the paper, reading and drinking in the words. "Blah, blah, blah, oh, its Dumbledore's signature! Right here." Ron said, and pointed to the bottom of the page. Harry and the Hermione joined him in the corner, where they started to read.

"Isabella, this letter, is dated a year ago! Dumbledore says very clearly in this letter that you must find Harry and stick with him. You and your friends have to help us, and you were suppose to respond to the Orders letter once Harry and we set of for the hunt. Where were you?" Hermione said, turning to Bella, who smirked sheepishly.

"Oh you know, just around."

"Just around. Just around?!" Ron snapped. "Dumbledore warned you-!"

"And I was busy. You held up the fort on your own. Good for you, but I had things to do-!"

"Things to do huh, well I think you have some explaining to do. What was so important that you couldn't help us save the Wizarding World-!"

"Because you know what, I was busy fighting the war in the Muggle World! You know that some vampires revolted against them, created a wild new born army, and tried to take out the state of Washington? Who's going to help them Potter? Huh, huh? They nearly succeeded but I had some help from my non blood sucking friends, and managed to pull out. You guys have done pretty good without me? Or would you have rather me hold your hand throughout this thing?" Bella cooed, and Harry sighed.

"Okay, fine. Its alright."

"Okay, so can I pretty please be let go now?" Bella asked, and Hermione hissed. "Do you think we're stupid-!"

"Of course." Harry said, and waved his wand. The chains binding Ginger and Bella to the table collapsed, and the both of them stretched and got up.

"Harry no!" We can't trust them!" Hermione said, and Harry fished around in his pocket for a picture he had found earlier. Only Sirius's real daughter would be able to know who the young man in the picture is. He handed Bella the picture, and then after she raised an eyebrow at him, explained.

"Who is he?" Harry said, and Bella groaned. "It looks like Lupin, but no, his hair is too curly. His eyes are very blue though, yep, I know who it is. Its my dad. You probably can't tell, but right at the top of the his shirt collar, on his neck, is a tattoo I made for him when I was seven. See?" Bella asked, and Harry looked closer. Yes, he thought to himself. There was a sparkly body tattoo poking out of Sirius's collar.

"Welcome to the club-!" Ron started forward, but Hermione's eyes narrowed.

"I don't think so. We should ask them more questions-!"

"Hermione she already identified Sirius when he was in his early twenties, why else would I show her the picture? Plus Dumbledore trusted Bella Black, so I do too." Harry said, but Hermione hissed and glare.

"You know what, fine! If you idiots want to let two potential Death Eaters just come with us on our mission, then its on your heads!" Hermione snapped, glaring at Ron and Harry. Ginger, scrunching her face up, put up a voice that was obviously mocking Hermione's.

"Actually Harry, its four potential Death Eaters. Julie and Tay-Tay are meeting us here later on-!"

"Who said it?!" There was a yell from downstairs, and Bella was suddenly rolling on the floor laughing. A girl with a boisterous and loud voice yelled from downstairs. Hermione groaned and threw herself onto the couch, looking as if she was nursing a bad headache.

"Who dare said it? I told you both that I hate the name Tay-Tay! Do not call me Tay-Tay! Its annoying and I hate it!" The girl screamed, and smashed the door open. She stomped inside, and Ginger held up her hands in defense, a smile on her face. Bella choked on her own laughter, and tried to catch her breath.

A girl rushed in the door as Taylor and Ginger small talked together, and stopped beside Harry. She balanced the expensive black and metallic muggle laptop under her arm, and crushed a pile of notes and parchment against her under arms. In the same hand, she held a steaming cup of coffee, which Harry noticed smelled like delicious peppermint and spice. She extended her empty hand towards Harry, and he shook it, a kind smile on his face. Whereas Ginger, Bella, and the loud girl seemed leering and mean and outrageous, this one seemed down to earth, and more like Hermione.

"Hi, I'm Jules. Well, Juliunna, but you can call me Jules. Its very nice to meet you Harry." She said, ad he shook her hand, smiling at her kindly.

"Um, thanks Jules. So, I'm guessing you're the brainy one out of this group?" Harry gestured to Bella and Ginger and the other girls, and Juliunna nodded. The loud blonde girl strolled back over to Jules, looking between them with a mysterious smirk. Shly, Jules looked to the blonde one, and then gestured in between the two of them.

"Harry, Harry this is Taylor. She's the loud, ghetto one." Juliunna explained, and then Taylor laughed, throwing an arm around Jules shoulder.

"Yo Jules, Imma let you finish and all but," Taylor breathed, chuckling, and Bella laughed again once she was on her feet.

"But you need to shut yo mouth. Jules I'm kidding." Taylor added, and laughed aloud when Jules walked over to the couch and sat down. She promptly pulled her laptop out, placed her coffee on the nearby table, curled up, and started typing.

"Seven of us Harry, there are seven of us now!" Hermione snapped, but Juliunna raised an eyebrow.

"Well Granger, what is it that you are so worried about? Is it size and capacity? Will we be traveling in a car?" Juliunna said, leaned forward and giving Hermione a silent glare, testing her. Bella smirked, and Taylor chuckled into her hand.

"Oh, I know Granger, TomRiddleMeThis." Jules said in a quick whisper, making even Ron laugh with the girls. "Is it that your ego is so supersized that you can't even trust?"

"You can't trust many people these days and you know that-!" Hermione started, but Juliunna picked up her coffee, took a long, noisy sip, and then sighed.

"You can trust many people Granger, you just don't want to except the fact that your jealous-!"

"I am not!" Hermione huffed.

"Oh, its perfectly normal." Juliunna assured her, slipping back on an overly sweet voice and tilting her head to the side. "Over 90% of the girls in the word are normally driven to thrive on jealous-!"

"I'm not jealous-!" Hermione huffed, her eyes bulging.

"Well according to natural science instructed by the founders of our nation, you are. Here, the facts are all right here." Juliunna said, and turned her computer around so that everyone could see. A word document, filled with pages and pages of unknown facts and information were on her screen. She clicked on one page, and pictures and lists popped up.

"Its all in your posture. A great Wizard who goes by the name Articulas Sevenston, a fellow Pureblood who fathered twenty children, and was blessed with twenty healthy grand children, studied the emotion what we called jealousy." Juliunna said, and Hermione sniffed at her.

"You must feel pretty brave, hiding behind those big words." She said, and Gingers eyes flashed dangerously.

"And you must feel pretty brave, hiding behind that birdsnest you call hair. Its thick enough to be called armor." Ginger said, and the other girls snickered. Hermione's cheeks blazed red, and with a roll of her eyes, stomped out of the room. Bella smirked at her retreating form, but frowned lightly at Jules.

"Don't listen to one word she says Jules. She's just jealous because your smart and pretty, and she's just smart." Bella said, and Ginger nodded in agreement.

"Thanks girls." She cooed, and Taylor nodded, stuffing a chocolate fondue in her mouth.

"Maybe we should donate the land mass in her head to a local bird who lost his home." Taylor suggest, and Bella snorted. Juliunna, content, tried to hide the smile and bit her lip from chuckling. Ginger flopped on the couch next to Juliunna's lap.

"Hey Jules, can I get on Facetube on that?" Ginger asked, and Juliunna turned to her, with a shake of her head.

"Yeah Ginger, cause that's exactly what its called. The Facetube."

Ron laughed, making Harry shake his head.

Those girls were so funny.