Chapter 01:

"Hey, Mum, why are there a lot of people in Azkaban? I mean, why don't they just kill them instead?" an awkwardly tall eleven year old asked her mother as they walked through the halls of Azkaban. "Why is Sirius in Azkaban? Why don't they ever let him go? He's innocent, isn't he?"

"Ayla, enough questions," her mother snapped as the chill from the Dementors sunk to them. The girl frowned, her dark black hair falling into her face. "Tie your hair back. Look presentable, Ayla."

"Yes, Mother," Ayla said as she pulled her hair into a bun on her lower cranium before they arrived at the cell that Ayla had grown to recognize to hold Sirius Black.

"Sirius," Kara spoke, breaking the silence of his cell.

He had grown rather thin over the years. Ayla had come a couple times a year with her mother to visit him. She never knew why he was placed in Azkaban, buts he knew that he was innocent. He was tall, his hair untamed and falling around his shoulders. "Kara," he croaked out as he rose and crossed to her, "it's good to see you."

"I bet it is," Kara said with a small smile. Ayla rolled her eyes inwardly before Sirius' eyes landed on her. It had been about two years since Ayla last visited Sirius with her mother. "You remember Ayla, don't you?"

"Sirius," Ayla said with a small nod to the man.

"You've grown quite the bit," Sirius chuckled a bit, "Are you at Hogwarts yet?"

"Not yet," Ayla said simply, "I leave next week for my first year."

"Oh yea?" Sirius asked, a small sign of happiness in his eyes.

"Yes," Ayla nodded.

"What house do you want to be in?" Sirius asked her.

Kara cut in quickly, "I'm going to go check something. I'll be back."

Sirius nodded before looking back to Ayla who watched her mother walk away before meeting Sirius' eyes. "Can you tell me why they think you were a Death Eater when you weren't?"

Sirius was a little taken back by it, "What?"

"I've researched the articles, and have heard stories about you and about James," Ayla told him, "I even found Remus' pensieve."

"You know how to work a pensieve?" Sirius asked, baffled.

"It's not that difficult, and requires no magic use," Ayla frowned, "Don't doubt that I am not knowledgable, Sirius."

Sirius barked out a laughter, causing a swarm of Dementors to quickly come to the cell. Ayla let out a scream as she found herself surrounded with the Dementors. A man she recognized as one of the wardens, came rushing, a patroneus at the ready to ward off the Dementors. "Are you all right, Miss?" he asked Ayla.

She was shaking lightly as Kara appeared and took hold of her daughter, "It's okay Ayla..."

Ayla turned to look at Sirius who had shrunken to the back of his cell in fear. Kara spoke over Ayla's shoulder, "I'm sorry, Sirius, but we must leave."

"Good-bye, Sirius," Ayla told him before she left with her mother, being escorted by the warden.

A week later, she found herself on the train to Hogwarts. She sat alone in one of the compartments, contemplating in her mind. Her mind was on Sirius, whenever she and her mother visited, there seemed to be a lighter air in Azkaban, or at least in Sirius' cell. Her last visit with Sirius, her mother had left elsewhere, and she was able to talk to Sirius. He laughed, and she wanted to laugh too.

She could see how he and Remus had been such good friends at one point in time.

"Mind if we join you?" Ayla looked up to see a ginger haired boy with sparkling blue eyes.

"Go right ahead," Ayla said gesturing across from her own seat.

"Thanks," another matching ginger said as he followed the first.

"I'm Fred," the first said sticking his hand out to Ayla.

"I'm Ayla," she said with the same gesture.

"And I'm George," the second said.

"It might take some time before I can perfect the names with matching faces," Ayla told them honestly, "So you're a Weasley pair, right?"

"How did you know?" the two chimed together.

"I'm not a Muggle-born. I'm a very informed pureblood," she said proudly, "I like to do my research."

The two boys looked at each other with matching grins before looking back at Ayla. "What?" she questioned suspiciously.

"If you land in Gryffindor, you're our new best friend," Fred told her.

"Oh? And if I don't land in Gryffindor?" Ayla offered.

"No doubt that you won't be. You may be smart, Ayla, but you have the Gryffindor feature," George confirmed.

"And what's that?" Ayla asked a little off-handed.

"You have spirit in you," Fred told her, "One that can't be broken."

"One of a Gryffindors!" George continued, "You're going to be stuck with us for a LONG time."

"Oh goodie, goodie," Ayla rolled her eyes jokingly.



Author's Note: it does get longer chapters and better. lol Do not fear! Thanks for the review, Livia! xD Here's a new chapter. I'm up to chapter 4 all ready in writing, but I don't want to do a massive post. lol