I'M NOT SUPER RICH, SO I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER (DUH, I'M NOT J.K. ROWLING) BUT I DID CREATE BOTH ALYSSAS – SNAPE AND SEYMORE – AND THE LUPIN GIRLS.
"Albus." The potions professor had blended easily into the rest of the Order, causing even Mad-Eye Moody to jump. As the aged headmaster looked around trying to locate the source of the noise, the snake cleared his throat and spoke again. "Albus."
"Severus." replied the wizard, glancing around the room, still searching for Snape. "Is this so important that you must interrupt Tonks? She's giving a valuable report."
At this, Severus began to speak so quickly that his individual words were hardly audible. "I-know-but-the-Dark-Lord-has-recruited-Draco-Malfoy-and-I'm-scared-he-might-want-Alyssa-since-she's-a-magician-and-all."
"Ummm, Snivellus. What's a magician?" broadcast from Sirius Black. At this, Arthur Weasley looked up from a newspaper (with still pictures! How unbelievable is that?) "A magician is a type of muggle entertainer who fakes magic for money. But I don't think that's relevant to… You-Know-Who."
"No." replied Remus Lupin. "A magician is a… well, I guess a crossbreed of… something… you know… like a wizard with an immortal… they have powers similar to that of a wizard and they're not immortal, except… well… they aren't restrained by any Laws of Wizards, like the Laws of Transfiguration, for instance, so they can make stuff like food out of nothing. They can't use wands, but they don't need them, obviously, and they can't fall ill or be affected by Wizard magic."
"Remus?" added the dog confusedly. "How do you know this? And what are immortals?"
The scarred man, looking smaller than ever, spoke in almost a whisper. "All immortals know this. There are seven types of us – Werewolves, born of man and beast, Centaurs, also of man and beast, but with angelic ancestors, Vampires, of death and man, Warlocks, of man and Lilith, Faeri, of Raziel and Lilith, Nephilim, of Raziel and men and Aphoniamen, children of The Lord and Lucifer himself. We can't die of old age and we heal quicker, but it comes with a price."
"And this price is?"
"Werewolves feel pain and have to be isolated every month. Centaurs can see the future but live forever in pain if they try to change it. Vampires secrete their own blood from their skin – that's why they have to bite people. Warlocks are marked with an animal feature, so they can't ever go out. Faeri can speak nothing but the truth. Nephilim have to eat Insipids – that's you guys – to not feel pain and Aphoniamen can't see or speak. And we have to live like this. Forever, I guess, until we're killed. That's why Alyssa Seymore sired so many offspring. They can all control their wolves."
"And" cut Sirius, his voice dripping with venom. "What has this daughter of yours to do with us?"
"I don't want her to be a Death Eater."
"Oh my God, the scumbag finally wants to help us!" muttered Sirius, sarcastically.
"Sirius, you are being thoroughly disrespectful. Be quiet." requested a calm voice. Only it wasn't a request. It was an order. Then Severus spoke again, apparently unaware of the interruption.
"I mean, she would absolutely hate it. Onto more… pressing matters…"
"What do you want?"
"Can she move to Grimmauld Place? Please?"
"WHAT?"
"I don't see why not."
"THISIS NOT YOUR HOUSE DUMBLEDORE! IT'S MINE AND I DON'T WANT THAT SNAKES HUMANOID DELINQUANT IN IT!"
"I did say please…" and Sirius had never seen Severus look so small. There was something in him that was curious as well.
"Fine."
"While we're on the topic, can my girls move in as well?" asked none other than Remus Lupin.
"Yeah, sure, whatever… wait… Moony, you have KIDS?"
"Yes. Five of them. And a wife. Can she come too?"
"Oh my God, yes! Mini-Moonies! Marauders 2nd Generation!"
"Remus?" asked Molly, who had unnoticed, made a cup of tea and was sipping it quietly. "What are their names? And how old are they?"
"My wife is called Adelia and my girls are called Tessa, Viola, Corinne – they're all three – Asta and Eira, they're 6 months."
So, the Order departed, waiting for the next meeting where they would be greeted with a vast number of children.