It was pointed out that I wrote the wrong pronunciation for Sorcha's name. I double checked, and I did. The name, like many Irish names, has multiple pronunciations. It can be pronounced either Sor-a-cha, sor - aka, or Surk-ha. .com , this website is good to use to learn some names. I'm very sorry for the inconvenience, I seem to be unable to create a story without Irish characters, which gets confusing as a lot of people are unfamiliar with Irish culture, and sometimes it's simply an odd place for an Irish person to be. But, as my father said when a weeaboo complained about the "stupid" Irish people, who live in Japan, and are "destroying Japanese culture".
"We've already 'destroyed' every other fecking culture in the world. Now it's Japan turn, and I don't see them complaining, so get used to it!"
... Anyways, I was told that I need a disclaimer, so, yeah... I do not own Harry Potter...
Gift of Black
Chapter Three: No Nonsense Tonks
When Harry and Ron escaped the kitchen, they decided to hide in their room until things calmed down. They were rather shocked when they could still hear Sorcha's voice faintly coming through the closed door.
"Bloody hell, Harry, that woman puts my mum to shame!" Ron whined, "You don't think she's living here, do you? I don't think I could take it! Mum and that lady? We might as well, be dead!"
Before Harry had a chance to respond the door opened and in walked Hermione.
"-fourteen years and that's-" Hermione shut the door and hurried over to Harry and Ron.
"What's going on down there? Who's shouting?"
"We're not quite sure." Said Harry.
"A monster." Ron whimpered.
"Oh don't be ridiculous Ronald"
"I'm not! She looks sweet and innocent at first, but she must be a monster! You heard her! She's louder than my mum! That's not natural! She must part Banshee!"
"If Seamus's boggart is anything to go by, I'd believe it." Harry added. "Besides, if Fleur can be be part Veela, what's to say that she can't be part Banshee."
"I don't know mate,when you put it like that, have you seen a banshee lately? They're not particularly attractive, who would-"
"Oh never mind." Hermione snapped. "Who is she? You guys didn't say."
"Don't know. Some pregnant lady. Looks about Tonks's age."
"-vrything is your fecking fault! N-" The door shut quickly as Ginny entered the room.
"I guess Mrs. Chang is here then." she announced. "I wonder if that means that Isadora is here too. Although I can't imagine Mrs. Chang yelling like that. Especially with Mr. Chang and her children around."
"Do you know these people Ginny?" Harry asked.
"Of course I do!"
"How?" Ron asked.
"You know them too Ron!"
"I do?" Ron raise his eyebrows in surprise.
"Yes! They're that family that mum sometimes babysits for! You remember my friend Isadora, right?"
"Oh, yeah. I remember Isadora… a little. How old is she now? She'll be going to Hogwarts soon, right?"
"She is in Hogwarts, she's been going for two years, now."
"Really?"
"Yes! She's in our house!"
"Well now I know you're making things up! I'm not that oblivious! I would have noticed if she was in our house! Besides, that woman looks too young to have a thirteen year old!"
"She's not lying Ron. Isadora Chang, is in Gryffindor. She's Cho's step-cousin. And there are plenty of ways to stay looking young, even without magic." Hermione informed them.
"She's related to Cho?" Harry asked.
"Not biologically, although you can't tell by looking at them. She looks exactly like her younger siblings, who are biologically related to Cho."
"That's a little unusual I guess."
"Maybe, although I guess it's nice for the family. No weird questions, you know."
"Then how do you know?" Ron asked suspiciously.
"Because, somebody asked Cho why her cousin was in her aunt and uncle's wedding pictures and she told them. By the time Isadora got to school, anybody who listens to gossip knew, so I heard Lavender and Parvati talked about it a couple of times in our dorm."
"Why does anybody even care?" Harry asked
"Well from what I've heard her mother was invol- What is that noise?" Hermione asked, drawing everyone's attention to a new and louder sound which was quickly growing. The four teenagers ran to the door and yanked it open to see what was definitely the weirdest sight of the day. Sorcha was having a full blown yelling match with Walburga's portrait while Lupin and Sirius were trying to close the curtains. They'd seen Sirius yell at the portrait before, but never to such an extreme level, and they'd never seen the portrait get this worked up either. The children were coming out of their rooms, strangely excited to see their screaming mother, but scared of the portrait, causing the younger ones to scream while the baby cried because the noise was scaring her. Tonks, who had caught herself on the stairs ran past the portrait and straight for the kids with Hermione and Ginny following.
"Ginny, take Callidora from your mum!" Tonks yelled as she and Hermione ushered the other children towards a room. "Harry! Ron! Help the girls with the kids would you?"
Tonks left them alone in the room with the kids and ran back to deal with the portrait. It took awhile, but eventually with the help of Eamon, Deirdre and Mrs. Weasley (when the chaos in the hall was done), they managed to calm the children down. They had just started playing a game of gobstones and watching Callidora's attempts at walking, when the door opened and Tonks walked inside with Sorcha, who looked as if she'd been crying.
"Mammy!" The kids ran to their mother for hugs. Sorcha sat down and on the bed and hugged her children back, with a small smile.
"Where's Callidora?" She asked looking around.
"Right here." Mrs. Weasley said, handing the baby over to her mother.
"Thank you, Molly"
"You're welcome, their such good children that-" Mrs. Weasley was interrupted by a coughing fit from Ron, that sounded suspiciously like the words "No they're not", earning him a glare from Mrs. Weasley and a smack from Hermione.
"Would you like some alone time with them?" Tonks asked.
"Yes please." Sorcha responded in a surprisingly gentle voice. "Not to say that I'm ungrateful or anything, it's just-"
"I know, Sorcha. We understand." Tonks replied with a smile. "Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, come with me."
Everybody but the Changs left the room, and as the door closed, they heard Deirdre asking where their father and sister were. Mrs. Weasley took the dishes and remnants of Callidora's ice down to the kitchen and Tonks continued down the hall until something caught her eye. Trailing across the ground in the direction of the drawing room, were two flesh colored strings. Tonks grabbed the strings, pulled them away from door and held the ends up to her face.
"Harry and Ron's room, now." She said in a stern voice before cutting the strings with her wand.
When they entered the room, Fred and George were already waiting and sitting on Harry's bed. The other teenagers filed in and sat down on the beds waiting for Tonks to speak. Tonks looked at the twins with her arms crossed and no hints of her usual fun and humor on her face; causing everyone to feel slightly uncomfortable.
"That was a private conversation, and I take it that's not the only one you listened in on today."
"It's possible that we've listened to two-" said George.
"-Or three." Fred added.
"And what do you know?" Tonks asked.
"Oh, not much" Said Fred.
"Just that Sirius used to be romantically involved with the 'lovely' Shrieking Lady." George Supplied.
"And it ended when he went to Azkaban." Fred continued.
"But then he forgot all about her."
"And now she's angry and going on a rampage."
"There's more. But I think you know what it is. And I think that's what you're here to tell us."
Tonks glared at them for a moment longer before speaking.
"Try to remember that I've taught you a lot about spying, and then think twice, the next time you try spying with me involved, or I will finish the purge of the extendable ears."
"Understood!" The twins saluted.
"Don't leave yet!" Tonks ordered, "We still have a lot to discuss, including, what you may and may not tell the children. Do you all understand?"
"Tonks?"
"Yes Ginny?"
"Where's Isadora?"
Tonks looked at Ginny. She looked almost as tired as Lupin, at the mention of the girl's name, and seemed very worried. This change caused the already uncomfortable atmosphere, to grow worse.
"We don't know." Tonks responded after staring at Ginny for awhile. "That's why they're here."
"What happened?!" Ginny shouted.
"Death Eaters showed up on their doorstep this morning, while Dumbledore was at Ministry." Tonks stated. "Fortunately, Dumbledore had foreseen this and put several emergency measures in place. Back when Dumbledore was still in the minister's good graces, he convinced him that Sirius might come after the family and got them a special portkey for them to use if trouble should arise. This morning, they were about leave when Sorcha realized that Isadora was still in bed. The Death Eaters were already inside, so Blake told her to take the kids while he got Isadora, and he would meet her at Hogwarts… They never arrived."
"Maybe they just got delayed or went somewhere else." Hermione suggested, unconvincingly.
"Maybe, but it seems unlikely. When we checked out the house… there were obvious signs of a fight, but there was nobody there, not even a dead body. They can't apparate or disapparate on the property, so the chances of them being captured seem very high. We're loo-"
"Why would Voldemort be after them?" Harry interrupted. The Weasleys and Hermione flinched.
"What do you mean Harry?"
"They seem like a pretty normal family, not to mention that you told us that Voldemort wants to keep a low profile. So why would he go after this family? And why would the ministry believe that Sirius was after them?"
"As Fred and George stated, she used to be involved with Sirius, in more ways than one. Many would logically assume that he would go after her at some point. As for You-Know-Who, that's a story that has multiple layers, and can't be easily explained. Let's just say, that during the last war, despite her age and seemingly uselessness, she did get on his bad side, and had to go into hiding."
"How? What did she-"
"It's none of your business!" Tonks snapped. "You lot already know more than you need to know. I'm not telling you any more! All you need to know, is that the children do not know and you are not to tell them! Their mother is going to tell them some lame story about why they're here, and why Isadora and Blake aren't. All the children, except Eamon, will believe it. Eamon will be suspicious. Try not to tell him anything, he won't tell the others, but we'd prefer that he doesn't know." Tonks turned to Ginny, who looked horrified at what she had heard, and grabbed her shoulders. "Ginny, I know that you're worried about Isadora, but you have to pretend that everything's fine, can you promise me that you'll try?" Ginny nodded her head. "Thank you, Ginny, and please don't worry. You know that we're the best and we'll find them, right?"
"Yes."
"Good. I've got to go now. Remember what I said, and no more spying!" She called over her shoulder as she left the room.
"Bloody hell!" Ron said once the door closed. "We're doomed!"