AGE 5:

Clairi or Airi as her cousin Nymphadora called her; watched as Dory flew around the yard. Airi was shy about flying, even though she has been told that both her parents loved to fly. Her father played on the Gryffindor quidditch team as a chaser. Her Uncle loved telling stories of her parents at Hogwarts, many insisted of their friends, Remus, James, Peter, and Lilly. She also knew that her mother had passed away after she was born, and she knew few father was alive but he couldn't come home to her. He did something bad and he couldn't return to her.

"Airi! Want to try? You'll love it!" Dory yelled as she flew by.

Her Uncle was watching his daughter just a bit in front of her. Airi shock her head at her Uncle who turned to look at her to see what she wanted to do. Everyone kept a close eye on the young 5 year old; it was obvious that she was a daughter of the Black family. The dark raven hair, that curled slightly, the light blue-gray eyes that could possible see straight threw you. She has been spat on in Diagon Ally a few times by people because she is the daughter of the betrayer of the Potters.

"Uncle, why did that lady spit on me in the book store today?" Airi's sky quiet voice asked.

Teddy sighed, his niece was very kind; compete opposite of the rest of the Blacks except his wife and daughter. He knew that the girl would start asking questions. The lady that morning when they visited the ally, not only spit on the little girl but also called her a "devils spon". How could any one believe that a little girl with pink ribbons in her hair be a devils spon? It mind boggled Teddy. As he got down to the little girls level, he could see the emotion that she was feeling. Very much like her mother Marine.

"Clairi, that lady was being mean, you shouldn't let it bother you." He smiled.

"But why?" She asked.

"Because people can be mean and spiteful when they don't understand things."

"Because why?"

Teddy, knew that the "Why" phase was one all children go through. He had already been through it with Dora, now he was going through it with Clairi.

"Dory, that's enough for today. We will fly again tomorrow." Teddy called when he scooped the little one up and turned to the oldest.

"Aww, com'on dad."

"Dory don't make me tell you again." He said sternly.

The three of them walked in to the cottage, which it wasn't a big cottage, enough room for the four of them. Clairi and Dory shared a room. A bed on each side of the magically enlarged room. Dory's side had of the room had a mix of quidditch and dragons with a background of purple walls. Clairi had a pink wall, and had a collection of stuffed animals both muggle and magical. The living room was small and had bookshelves lining the walls, it was attached to the dinning room.

"Good, I didn't have to yell for you three to get ready for supper." Andromeda said looking at the three of them from the kitchen.

"Yes, Andi thought I would bring them inside. It was getting late." Teddy said as the girls went running to the bathroom.

"Teddy how was your day with the girls?" Andi asked as she kissed his cheek.

"It was fine till that hag spit on Clairi in Diagon today." He said sitting at the table watching his wife finish up the cooking.

"Clairi hasn't done anything to anyone, why must people hold her fathers actions against her?"

"Not sure lov, but I cant wait till she grows out of the "Why" stage she is in. she started to ask why people don't like her."

"Well, this is goanna always be an issue, my cousin I believe would never give up the Potters, but everyone else does. And they are goanna do that to her till its proven that he didn't."

Andromeda believed that Sirius would have never given up his best friend and brother's location up. He loved both his nephews and his daughter. So why would he give them up when his daughter was goanna be there as well. It didn't make since to her. Clairi was his light, so why put her in danger? Why does something that would cause his daughter to grow up with out him? All those where questions that she had no answer for. But She knew with out a drought that he is innocent.