Here's chapter 2!

I tried to put a little humor, just because it fits Shale's personality.

And I hate when there's no comic relief.

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Shale looked away quickly, trying to avoid the question. If anyone knew of what happened, it would make worry a heavy burden to bear.

Calloused and cut fingers grabbed her chin, raising her to bright amber eyes. She tried to flick her eyes away, but she became consumed in the piercing pools.

"Remus." She said quietly, her voice shaking slightly.

Remus Lupin only gave her a questioning gaze. He had never seen the girl so distraught in his entire life. She gained a lot of qualities from her father, one being the nonchalant personality, even in the face of real danger. It was all good fun in their eyes. But in her eyes he saw a different message; it's all good fun until some one gets killed.

"What happened?" he asked soothingly, his fingers twitching in anticipation. He hated to admit it, but at this moment he really wanted a piece of nice, smooth chocolate to calm his nerves. Then, he would be in pure ecstasy and could lose himself in blissful state. He couldn't take seeing her twist her hair nervously. The only other time she did that was when Sirius was marked as a traitor.

"It's all hopeless." She muttered quickly, burying her head in her hands, her hair creating a veil between herself and Remus's mesmerizing eyes. It made her hold her tongue for a moment, before realizing it would be of no good. Remus could understand, he always understood.

"What is?"

"This whole war. We are fated to lose." She said pausing and sniffling before continuing. "I hate to seem so negative because all it breeds is more negativity, but not everyone is willing to fight for a cause that is still in the dark."

"There is always hope." Remus confirmed.

"But they were so hard to get to, let alone try to convince them to join the side of light, or to be more exact Dumbledore's side. They're not stupid. They can read and everything is pointing to lies; the boy who lived and the Hogwarts headmaster. They don't take kindly to strangers. They are complete and total monsters, lurking in the night to snatch up an innocent and suck greedily upon their blood. I really hated going there, watching them eye me up suspiciously and licking their lips as they could hear the blood pumping through my veins. I really think I would have had a better chance with werewolves." She remarked, chuckling dryly.

Remus clicked his tongue in disgust. Why was everyone so blind? There was so much faith in Harry before, but now everyone is becoming corrupted without even noticing. "Did they give an answer?" "And what of werewolves, aren't they just as monstrous?" he asked, know becoming filled with self doubt. He hated himself for what he had become, a vicious, blood lusting beast that had a fetish for tearing into flesh and dismantling muscle.

"Not a straight one. This message even rivaled those cryptic answers you give." She said, lightening the mood like this line of Blacks would. "And you know how I feel about werewolves. Some can be the beast you describe, always lusting after blood, but some are not. Some are the most beautiful creatures I've ever seen. When the moon hits their fur it emits a faint glow and just seeing their graceful steps make me awestruck." She said, causing Remus to blush slightly. He was not used to someone describing werewolves other than demons.

"Well then there is always hope, even if that is completely redundant. But that does not answer my question, why do you reek of blood?"

"Like I said, it was hard to get there and vampires aren't the most welcoming creatures." Shale said, plopping down in a chair, rubbing her temples gently. "I'm getting too old for this."

Remus snorted while shuffling through his pockets. "If you're old than I must be ancient. Maybe I should retire now and rent a summer home."

"I think you have a few more years left in you." Shale said rolled her eyes, but watched in interest as Remus pulled out something wrapped in purple tin foil. Her eyes lit up as she detected the small hint of chocolate that engulfed her senses.

"Remus?" she asked quietly, her voice trying to hide its pleading. Too bad for her it was masked badly.

"Hm?" he asked, placing a small piece in his mouth and savoring it as it began to melt from his saliva.

Shale smiled innocently, holding her hand as though she was a small child, her eyes growing big with longing. "Moony, please." She says in her most innocent voice as possible and Remus can't help but spare a glance her way.

When he did, his heart melts. That girl could surely surpass her father in persuasion, but two gears click in his head. The first thing is that her charm didn't work on the vampires because there is no heart beating within their chests, well not technically.

Shale seemed to have the power of persuasion, many believed she was blessed by it with magic, but that still remains a mystery. That was why she was the obvious person chosen to persuade one of the more deadly creatures.

The second thing he realized that she was attempting to pilfer his chocolate. She was basically ripping it out of his bare hands, running the bliss he was planning on slipping in. Many men could fall to Shale's urging, but he was different from most.

"No." he said firmly, a small smirk on his features as he watched her façade drop, revealing a small scowling girl.

He couldn't help but taunt the girl just a bit; being a hungry animal by nature he enjoyed watching his prey suffer. He liked to think of himself as bigger than the animal wanting to burst free, but he did have his relapses.

He held a piece of chocolate in front of her face, waving it lightly as though he was admitting defeat. Shale smiled and reached for it, her hand only catching the air. A frown etched on her face.

Remus yelped loudly when he was tackled to the floor, slim fingers unlatching each finger from the death grip he held on the chocolate.

Shale laughed triumphantly, popping the miniscule crumb in her mouth, giving Remus a smile, her teeth coated with a dark brown.

"You know Remus, I think you should go to CA." she said quietly, looking at the pathetic werewolf on the floor.

"California?" he questioned, trying to piece together her tricky sentence. Maybe she learned a bit too much from him.

"No silly, chocoholics anonymous. I think you need serious help." She said trying to muster the best nagging voice she could as she wagged a finger in his face.

"Please it's hardly an addiction." He scoffed.

"Really? So you wouldn't mind if I told everyone about your little stash?" Shale questioned, the mischief twinkling in her eye brightly, before starting for the door.

"Don't you dare!" he yelled, grabbing her ankle and yanking her to the floor.

Shale screamed, hitting her head against the wood floor, seriously thinking her brain collided with the front of her skull. "Blimey." She muttered, rubbing her head quickly, as if that would dismiss all the pain.

"I'm terribly sorry!" Remus said apologetically, kneeling over her to make sure she was fine. Now there was typical Remus.

He touched her head lightly, watching Shale cringe under his soft touch. "It seems like it's just a bruise." He said but his eyes told that he was guilty.

"It's alright." She said, before hearing the door being torn open, Sirius standing there with his wand jutting out from his hand, as though it was a natural appendage.

He chuckled when he saw the sight, trying to wrap his mind around a plausible explanation. Then he decided to forget all reasonable options for the chance to embarrass both of them.

"Remus seriously. Next time if you're going to try anything please take her to your room."

Remus's breath choked from inside his lungs as he looked at his friend flabbergasted.

Shale's eyes were wide as she buried her face within her long hair, trying to hide her face that now resembled a tomato. "Father!" she yelled.

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Harry sat quietly at the table, glaring at the place where the girl just stood. Her words just couldn't be true and Harry couldn't comprehend them coming from another's lips.

Everyone else was silent as well, watching Harry as though he was a ticking time bomb, just waiting to explode.

"Daughter?" Ron finally choked out, while keeping a wary eye on his friend. If it was such a shock to him, Harry must have been in a coma. This just seemed like too much to throw on Harry's shoulders at the moment.

Sirius surveyed the people in front of him, all showing a different emotion. Molly was smiling broadly, the love already emanating from her. He could already see Shale opening up a purple wrapped package that contained a sweater with a huge S on the front of it. He liked Molly's loveable nature. It made things easier when he had to leave knowing they were in good hands.

Tonks looked unfazed though she didn't seem too happy to see Remus leave so quickly. He had his suspicions about the woman, but they would have to wait.

Hermione looked completely calm, although there was an undertone of confusion lit in her eyes. At least he could count on her to stay calm in any situation.

Ron looked as though he had just been hit by a truck. His eyes were wide as he swirled his remaining pumpkin juice that was not covering himself in his cup. He had been the first to speak. It looked like he took after Molly in some ways.

And then there was Harry. He looked in complete thought, although numerous emotions skittered across those green eyes of his. "Yes, she is my daughter."

"Since when?" Harry asked, a hint of bitterness in it, but Sirius brushed it off as natural.

"Since forever. She's just been kept under wraps." He explained, watching Harry's tension somewhat die down. He understood.

"Don't worry though. I have enough room in this heart for a whole country." He explained, causing little giggles and bits of laughter.

Harry's imbedded frown seemed to disappear, but uneasiness was still left in the room.

A loud scream broke everyone out of their thoughts. Sirius sighed loudly. "I swear that man better have not done anything to Shale." He said with a smile, walking out of the room.

"Shale?" Fred and George Weasley questioned, looking at everyone in the room.

"What kind of name is that?" Ron asked, showing a disgusted look.

Hermione immediately smacked him across the head. "I'll have you know I like the name!"

Ron scoffed and leaned closer to Harry. "Well of course. Her name is Hermione."

Harry snickered, but did find the name compelling, yet odd.

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So I hope it was okay…