Leaning back she closed her eyes wearingly. It felt like someone had taken a bat and beaten her in every possible way.
Fawkes left his post and sat on her hip. Becks looked into the magnificent creatures eyes and smiled.
"For such a big presence you project you don't weight that much do you Fawkes?"
Petting Fawkes she breathed out loudly and felt tears fall down her face.
Fawkes looked at her intensely and she couldn't take her eyes away.
"I just went so fast Fawkes, one minute everything was fine and then the next they surrounded me"
Leaning on her left hand she released a few absent tears without worry.
Fawkes followed the suit and dropped some healing tears all of her cuts and bruises were gone.
Becks stared out the window absentmindly she fell asleep against the chair side.
The sun was beginning to set and Dumbledore was in his own mess.
Dumbledore sat in Professor McGonagall's chair and spoke softly.
"Would one of you care to explain how this happened?"
"They didn't explain, they just said we were needed" Elizabeth whispered emotionally.
The man to her right held her hand tighter.
"I see"
"I want to see my son and I'm sure they would like to meet they're daughter" James answered promptly.
"Sirius you know how much the world has changed and how much this would affect them. I'm interested in what your opinion is"
"Let Harry met his father, I don't know Rebecca so I don't know her well enough to judge wither she can handle it"
Dumbledore nodded and gestured for her to come forward.
"Bring Ms. Browning and Mr. Potter"
"Are you sure Albus?"
"We won't tell them just yet, they need time to breathe"
McGonagall nodded leaving the room.
Dumbledore turned back to his four former students.
"You will not be permitted to speak and will be invisible while they are here.
In fact I believe it would be best that until the opportune moment they should have no knowledge of this"
"WHAT!?"
"PROFESSOR SERIOUSLY?!"
"Why not?"
"I believe you heard me correctly James, Sirius I am and because you will be able to see what they are personality wise before meeting them."
"I already know Harry!"
"Sirius let me remind you that you have been gone for 6 months and that a lot has changed in Harry's life"
"Like what?!"
"Like you dying Sirius! You were his godfather you don't think that meant a lot to him!?" Elizabeth retorted truthfully.
"Your daughter isn't exactly going to be a ray of sunshine either!"
"You don't know what she will or won't be like so shut up Sirius" Regulus snapped suddenly out of irritation.
Sirius silenced immediately and slumped down in his chair. James sat back and frowned in exhaustion, being reborn took a lot out of him. Elizabeth stared at the hand that was interlocked with Regulus.
It was funny how things had worked out.
Harry was leaning on the back post of his bed, letting the events of today sink in.
It had been a long day and it was still hard to grasp that all the new information in such a short amount of time.
Rebecca Turner is really Rebecca Browning whose father is Regulus Black.
Everything some how came into place and now he found the hate and anger towards her that he felt just yesterday gone.
Now he knew that anything with Malfoy was platonic because they were cousins.
She wasn't working with the death eaters because they seemed to be too a little too happy to beat the hell out of her.
Quietly pondering the thoughts whirling around his head he was startled when McGonagall knocked on the open door.
Turning too quickly he cracked his neck painfully.
Grimacing he acknowledged her with a little movement nod.
"Mr. Potter if you would please follow me to my office"
He nodded again without any form of protest. She was grateful for it. Her own heart was pouring out with regrets at the mere sight of Rebecca's mother. If she had only helped her when she asked. Maybe they could have saved Regulus from his fate but they could have saved Rebecca from hers. Now they had to deal with the issue of their daughter.
It pained her suddenly to realize she just referred to her as an issue and not a person.
Putting one foot before the other she pushed herself to continue. It took a surprising amount of energy but she did it. Not able to even look Potter in eye she walked in front and stopped at Dumbledore's office.
"The password is pudding; could you please go get Ms. Browning?" McGonagall whispered to Potter.
Harry nodded in confusion.
Walking quickly up the steps he knocked and when he got no answer he walked in to find her sleeping.
She was smiling in her sleep.
Becks wore red football face paint, spray painted red hair and a red trucker hat.
Imogen, Maggie, Rosy and Jake wore sophomore jerseys and face paint.
"COME ON YOU PANSYS PUT SOME EFFORT INTO IT!" She yelled violently.
"YOU ARE SUCH GUTHER THUNDER CUN-" Jakes was cut off by Rosie's hand covering his mouth.
"Don't even" she said promptly shooting Becks a dirty look.
"Lighten up rosy! We are playing North Germany, its 20 nothing, US! Everything is cool!"
Rosy scowled and crossed her arms.
"Now now Rosie if you keep your face like that it's gonna stay that way" Maggie mocked squishing her cheeks.
Imogen was too into the game her braided pigtails swinging as she screamed violently at the seeker who was diving for the snitch. They were neck to neck and Rosy gave up correcting their language for she was too into the game.
Jake, Maggie and Imogen were screaming as Rosy and Becks held their hands tighter in anticipation.
"WHOOOOOOO!" They all screamed loudly jumping up and down.
"THAT'S RIGHT!" Becks and Imogen screamed in two preppy German girls faces.
They mumbled something snotty back in German.
"THAT'S RIGHT YOU HAVE NOTHING TO SAY, NOT A THING" Imogen stated bluntly raising her head just a bit higher.
"I can't wait till we start our season!" Becks sighed longing as she linked arms with Maggie and Imogen.
"I know but it will be awesome this year with you as captain!" Imogen teased honestly.
"Oh I won't get captain" Becks blushed modestly.
"You will"
"Nut ah"
"Yeah huh"
"Nut ah-"
Suddenly her dream stopped, it didn't go blank but everyone was frozen.
An older Imogen ran forward and grabbed her hands.
"Trust"
"Trust what?"
"Trust him"
"Who?"
Imogen wanted to answer but her eyes widened in terror and she ran away.
Becks followed but couldn't keep up.
"WHO?!"
"YOU WILL KNOW" she shouted back and Becks woke up in potters arms.
Looking up she saw that he was carrying her side ways but she didn't see why. Staring at him she saw that he was zoned out and not paying her any attention, assuming she was still asleep. She never noticed how his eyes had several different forms of emerald in them or that despite what she had said he wasn't attractive in any way shape or form. Also he obviously was really strong to have carried her effortlessly down three flights of long stairs. A jab in her stomach explained to her one thing, Imogen meant him.
"So want to explain where we are going?"