-1CHAPTER THREE: EMMELINE BLACK
Harry looked up to see the most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes on. The twins and Ron thought the exact same, as all the boys felt all the blood rush down to their private area. Harry immediately felt the heat rise in his face, he was flustered. She was gorgeous. Her dark auburn hair was wet and slightly curled at the tips, grazing her lower back. It was apparent that it had been raining, because she was soaked from head to toe. Her makeup was running, but her blue eyes glistened with a light he'd never seen before. She had the face of an angel, an exquisite mouth, lips that looked sweeter than honey. Her body was rockin…curves in all the right places. Fully developed in her breasts, nice ass. Sexy long legs for her slim but petite figure. Couldn't be taller than 5'5, but her legs were fit and sexy, and went on for miles it seemed.
"Wh..whoo..who are you people?! What am I doing here?! What do you want from me?!" Emmeline screamed and tried to push her way through to the front door. Remus grabbed her, gently, and made her sit in a chair at the end of the table.
Everyone remained silent. Emmeline stood up.
"Why have you brought me here? What do you people want from me?"
Sirius walked into the dining room, and looked at his daughter, for the first time, in over 10 years. Emmeline's jaw dropped in surprise. There stood her father, the only family she had in the world. In the flesh.
"We brought you here, and I wanted to see you again, honey…"Sirius said softly, a small, hopefully smile played on his face. Pride already filling his heart for his daughter, happiness shining in his eyes.
"Honey…honey?!" she whispered in bewilderment. "How…in the world….can you have the NERVE to call me honey?" Emmeline gritted through her teeth, anger seething from her being.
"I missed you, and I'm sorry I haven't been there for you. But I'm here now, and I want to make this work. I want my daughter back in my life…" he pleaded.
"…you can't just have a daughter whenever its convenient for you, Sirius! Do you think that you can just waltz right into my life like nothing has happened, like no time has passed at all? Like 14 years of my life wasn't spent alone, without a mum or a dad, being transferred from house to house from pureblood family to family, seeing evil and dark things a girl my age should never see! Being taken in by a possessive manipulative fame seeker, who pranced me around like a piece of meat, letting men grope me and abuse me, getting RAPED, and losing all hope and trust in people?!!!!"
Some people made slight movements to get up from their seats, but Sirius shook his head slightly, and the group settled back in their seats.
"Do you know what its like to live in constant fear for your life, praying that death would come and take me away because I couldn't stand living in this cruel world? Losing every bit of faith and trust and love for people because I was robbed of all my innocence? All of which would have and could have been prevented if my father or mother had been a part of my life, even in the smallest sense? You expect me to just forget all that has happened to me, and to just forgive you?!"
Sirius let a tear fall, he had no idea the kind of life his daughter had been living. And she had been raped. "I will kill every bastard who ever hurt you or touched you myself, Emmy, I swear it!" "And go back to Azkaban? What good will that do? It's a little too late to come off all paternal towards me don't you think?" she gritted through her teeth.
Sirius walked over to his daughter, this young, beautiful woman. He kneeled in front of her, and took her hands in his. "You are my daughter, my flesh and blood, my everything. Whether you want to be or not, this is how it will always be. I am your father, and I've loved you ever since the day you were born. I know I can't go back and relive those years over, nor can I gain the time I lost back. But I know that I could not go another day in this life without you in it. I love you my dear, and I'm so sorry. I beg of your forgiveness, and I promise to never let any harm come to you. Ever again." He kissed her hands and gazed up at his daughter, searching, hoping, for any sign of remorse.
"You've been out of Azkaban for nearly two years now Sirius. You've kept in constant contact with Harry Potter, your Godson, this I know because I read the papers. And I would always ask myself, why could he be a part of Harry Potter's life, but not his own daughter's? I could never understand, and that hurt the most. We could've been already close, and could've been talking for the past 2 years!!! But now, all of a sudden, you want to play house?" Emmy let her tears start to fall, and she freed her hands from his.
"It just wasn't the right time, for me. I was still in hiding, and the Ministry was keeping a close eye on communications with the people they knew I'd want to reach. I couldn't reach you, unless I wanted to get caught and put back in Azkaban. But I'm here now, and I want to make this work. We are all each other has. Give it a chance, don't leave…"
Emmeline glanced around the room; everyone's attention was focused on her and Sirius. She suddenly felt uneasy, she could feel the bile rising in her throat. "I'm just not ready to handle all of this, I'm so confused. I don't know what to think," she let herself sink back in to the dining chair.
Mrs. Weasley stood up. "Let me fix you a plate, dear. You must be hungry…here's some butter beer, to warm those cold bones of yours."
The table remained silent, and everyone ate their food in peace. Once in a while, someone would look up and stare at Emmeline, then would quickly go back to eating. Dinner was soon finished, and one by one, everyone left the table.
"Emmeline, all the kids are sharing the big room at the top of the stairs. Girls on one side, the boys on the other. But if you don't feel comfortable yet to be around the others, I can clean out the hall broom closet. Its pretty big, and you're small enough that there'd be plenty of room for you," Mrs. Weasley volunteered.
"Thanks Mrs. Weasley, but that won't be necessary. I can room with the others, just as long as they can respect my privacy. " '
They will, I'll make sure of it," said the mum, and she walked her upstairs. Mrs. Weasley opened the door to the kids room, and the chatter came to an end. "Well, you all know Emmeline, so, make her feel welcome.," she directed to her children, "and here are your sheets and blanket and pillow, dear. Don't stay up too late. Goodnight."
Emmeline went to the loo and came back in her pjs, silk black boy shorts and a silky black spaghetti strap top. The boys all ogled at her, the familiar warmth rising once again in their trousers, the girls glanced at her, just a tinge of envy flowed as they wished they could look like her.
Emmeline brushed out her long, now dry, hair, and let it hang loosely to the side. Hermione decided to be the guinea pig of the group. She walked over to Emmeline's make-shift bed on the floor in the far corner of the room. She plopped down on the blanket.
"Hi, I'm Hermione Granger. You and I will be going to school together." She put out her hand. Emmeline shook it.
"I'm Emmeline, as you already know. I can't wait to go to school! Have you read Hogwarts, A History? Its fantastic, I'm so anxious about going there."
Hermione's face lit up, this girl actually read Hogwarts A History! "You and I are going to be very good friends." Soon Ginny came and joined the conversation.
"So you've modeled all over the world?"
"Do you know famous wizards and witches?"
"Have you ever been in a movie?"
"Do you know Reginald Vickor, the most eligible bachelor/model?"
"Do you have the most fabulous clothes on Earth?"
The girls all discussed everything from fashion, to hot famous guys, to love, and hair and nails. The guys across the room decided it was their time to introduce themselves, and get some quality time in with the new babe.
"Hey baby sis, are you gonna introduce your two handsome twin brothers to the nice lady?" George hinted to Ginny.
Ginny rolled her eyes. "Emmy, this is George and Fred. They attend Hogwarts too, and are quite the jokesters. They're older than myself and Ron."
"We've also inherited the good looks in the family, unlike the rest," Fred joked and winked at Emmeline.
"And this is Ron, he's okay if you stay on his good side. Isn't the best Quidditch player," Ron's face flushes red, "but he's nice. I think he secretly likes Hermione….ouch! Ron!" Ginny moaned in pain as Ron kicked her in the shin.
"An….d…."
"….I'm Harry Potter. The illegitimate godson," he laughed and shook her hand as well. Emmeline felt suddenly warm in her face as she shook Harry's hand. An inviting, delicious heat doused over her body, and she looked up into his bright green eyes.
"Hi…."she stammered shyly. Harry smiled. It took them a while to separate hands, and the others noticed. But Fred wouldn't let this connection stay for too long.
"SO….did you really get raped?" Fred said while the others looked at him in amazement. "Fred!! That is totally inappropriate!" Hermione yelled at the offending twin. "Sorry Emmeline, you don't have to answer that."
There was an awkward silence.
Emmeline took a breath, but she wasn't angry.
"Its okay Hermione, I don't mind. Its my life and I can't ignore the things I've been through…yes, I've been raped. And abused, and beaten to the point of unconsciousness. That's why I have such a hard time trusting people, and why I was so scared to be here. When you see the things I've seen, or experienced the things I've experienced…you tend to close yourself off. I know I'm famous, but the more fame you have, the more like an outsider you feel. I've never felt more alone…" she trailed off.
No one knew what to say, they just looked at this girl, a girl who'd been through so much, too soon. Harry could sympathize with her. He knew what it felt like to be an outcast. To be known around the world, and feel like no one understood you, and like you were completely alone. Harry felt a pang of pain in his heart. He would do everything in his power to make sure Sirius's daughter felt like a part of the group.
"Well, how bout we get some sleep, we've got a lot going on tomorrow.? And, its been a hectic day already…" Hermione suggested. The others agreed.
"Goodnight everyone."