So, I need to address something before you start reading: I know the timelines don't really add up and the ages aren't quite right if this was to be 100% true. I imagine Billy to be a lot younger and his "parent" a bit older to make it work. But I like this line of thought so please bare with me on this one.

The rest of the day was easy for Harry, math was child's play with her mind and she had to sit on the side during gym because she didn't have a set of clothes to sport in. She found herself back in the parking lot after a few hours, she was standing next to Jasper as she looked at her siblings getting into Rosalie's car.

"Do you think she'll ever learn the meaning of the word subtlety?" Harry asked as a joke but instead of the expected amused huff from Jasper she heard soft laughter coming from the accusing car, the sound was obviously Alice's voice and Harry could make out an slightly annoyed sigh which was most likely from the owner of the car.

Jasper chuckled in answer of her joke but his face truly brightened into a smile when he heard the sigh coming from the accusing vehicle. He looked on as their brothers and sisters left the parking lot and got ready to take his seat on Harry's bike. They both froze however when a certain smell reached their noses, It was the smell of wet dog, a very big dog. They looked up at the same time to see an old pickup drive by, with a boy in the driver seat and a old man sitting shotgun, the boy was focusing on the road but the man was glaring daggers at them and not even trying to hide the malice in his look.

"The wolves are really keen on keeping an eye on us, don't they?" Harry asked when the truck had almost passed.

"Yeah," Jasper began to answer when they were both done following the car with their eyes. "The Black's weren't happy when we made it known that we wanted to live here."

Harry's eyes snapped up to him when he said that name, she hadn't been part of the negotiations when Carlisle had planned to move to Forks. Harry thought she was the last of the Black's when she had taken the name after the war but here were more of them, she had to get to know more about them.

The ride home was silent between Jasper and Harry but the mind of the girl was running like mad and she sped inside the moment they reached their house. She immediately searched online for the family tree of the Blacks who lived in La Push and she found it in no time. She saw a certain Jacob Black who was the son of Billy Black and there right above him was the name she had never expected to see on a family tree with a child: Sirius Black. He was no ancestor of the family but Harry suspected that a Squib had, long ago at the beginning of the Black line, walked away from magic but at the same time passed some of it on to his or her children and so on.

Harry had a family of some sorts, there were Black's left on the earth and Sirius of all people had a son. He must have had Billy some years before Harry was born. Sirius had a family, Harry bore the his name as a inheritance and she needed to fix a lot of stuff for her godfather.

Harry had taken the next day off from school with a weak excuse but she wouldn't be persuaded to do otherwise. The Cullens were concerned for their youngest member while she stayed away for the rest of the day. The next week was tense for everyone in the house, they could all sense that Harry was expecting something and that is was important but she wouldn't tell them anything. She wouldn't even explain why she travelled with all of them in their car to school, they all knew she loved her bike but Harry stayed away from it for some reason.

Then the moment came, on the fourth night of the week their activities were halted by an owl that scratched one of the windows of their home, it was carrying some sort of envelop tied to his talons but the animal refused to be handled by any of the vampires in the living-room. Harry came down from her room after a minute when she noticed the disruption from their normal routine. She saw the owl and the entire room could feel her relax in some way. "He is here for me." Harry said as she strode forward and held out a gleaming coin for the owl to take. The animal took it an presented the letter to her which she took from it. The owl transfered the coin to it's talon and clicked it's beak, as if it was saying thanks.

"What was that about?" Edward asked but Harry didn't bother to answer, she immediately walked back to her room and a few hours later she announced that she would take the next day off to settle some personal stuff.

It was the next day and almost everyone had left for either work or school, only Esme was still in the house but Harry left before her mother figure noticed she was still present. She took her bike this time and she had to admit that she had missed the feeling of the wind rushing through her hair, she was happy to be on the road again. Harry didn't follow any signs on the road but rather her nose, she trusted it to take her where she needed to go and soon enough she found what she was looking for.

The truck that had passed the school just four days ago was standing in front of a police station and she could see the owners walk out of the building right at that moment.

The man she presumed to be Billy Black sat in a wheelchair as a young boy pushed him forwards, this would be Jacob Black. Harry parked her bike right next to the truck right as the father and son duo reached their ride.

"Excuse me sir," Harry began to say and she got a extremely dirty look from the older of the two, she ignored it and continued speaking. "I need to talk to you."

"What does your kind want from us?" The old man answered with obvious malice in his voice.

"I just wanted to introduce myself sir." The redhead answered with a polite smile, this smile fell a bit when she heard the answer from the older man.

"You damn well know I don't want your kind here, your leader might have convinced me but I still think you are all killers." The man said with a sneer on his face.

"Carlisle isn't our leader, he is our father and I have never killed someone from the moment I was turned." Harry said with a slightly darker look on her face.

"So you admit to killing before, I wasn't far off than." The man spoke with grave satisfaction as he looked up to her from his wheelchair with a scowl in his face.

"There was a war, I killed the one who murdered my parents, he had killed them when I was about one year old. He was trying to take my life at that moment." Harry's tone was almost without emotions and stone cold.

"This has nothing to do with us." Billy's tone tried to mimic Harry's but he was a mile off and sounded more sympathetic than he wanted.

"Oh but it does. My godfather was falsely accused of giving the location of his best friends away. Those friends were my parents and he was sent to the most dangerous prison on earth." Harry continued in a dull tone.

"Get to the point, I have to get home on time." The older man said with annoyance.

"My name before the Cullens was Hariel Potter-Black, the girl who lived, the woman who stopped the dark lord and my godfather was Sirius Black himself. Sirius has saved my live and in the process he was killed by his own cousin." Harry began talking but seemingly couldn't stop when the words fell from her mouth. "I inherited the Black estate and everything from their vault, I thought I was the last of the Black's but here you are. You are his son and you deserve everything he has left me." Harry presented a envelope to the man and he took in partly out of shock. "Your father was a good and a brave one too, you must have been young when he was sent to prison and you might not have known him well. You may have resented him for leaving and never coming back, he was a good man but he made mistakes and that is why I give you that envelope. Inside it are bank details and a credit card, I'm giving all of Sirius' money to you. I don't need it seeing I've started this part of my life with my new family." Harry paused for a bit and she could see that Billy had difficulty believing her story. "Look up the account online or go to the bank yourself, I've transfered every penny to a new account with your name and I think you'll find that you have become quite rich today sir." Harry said this with a smirk and walked back to her bike, she started it and the rumble of the engine calmed her. She looked over to the two Black's next to her and it felt necessary to tell them one more thing before she left them. "You might not believe this but I swear on everything that matters that I will help you out in need. I will protect the Black family to the end of time even though you won't accept me for what I am."

Harry sped off after that last promise and Billy still couldn't say a thing, the only thing he could do is stare at the woman who rode away on a motorbike he remembered from his early childhood.

I hope y'all liked it!
Any and all ideas will be greatly appreciated!

-Anne