Lydia and Harry were nine. It has been six years since Lydia got a loving family, it had been six years since Harry got his parents back. Six years, time flies by. It had been one year since Lydia had been turned. They still went to muggle school and were still "dating", their parents thought it was adorable.
Harry and Lydia both loved quidditch. Harry was an amazing seeker and Lydia was a fantastic beater. Harry was scrawny so that really helped his seeking ability plus with his time at the Dursley's he would always be looking out for things. Lydia was pretty strong, she works on physical strength a lot because she's a werewolf plus she had a lot of pent up anger. Werewolves are normally pretty strong but Lydia really worked on exercise so the full moon could be a tiny bit easier on her.
It was the Friday before Mother's Day. Everyone in class had to make a Mother's Day card for their mothers. Lydia didn't know what to do, she didn't have a mother. "It's okay, Lyd, you can make a card for my mum or for Mcgonagall." Harry tried to comfort. "No, it's not that I don't have someone to give it to, I don't have a mum. I love my dads more than anything in the world and I wouldn't trade them for a mum. It's just everyone makes me feel guilty for not having one, they talk down to me like I did something wrong. I wouldn't dream of having a different life but I just wish everyone could be more open-minded." "I wish people could be more open-minded too. I mean I see it a lot, whenever my family goes some place in the muggle world to eat and it's fancy, they look at my dad and I because we both are of color, they expect us to steal something, sometimes when he's driving he get's pulled over, I don't know why but they call him bad names sometimes." "This world sucks." Lydia slammed her head against the table. Harry laughed.
"Are you two finished with your cards?" Their teacher came over and asked. "Yes, ma'am," Harry showed her the card. "Awe I'm sure your mother will love it. How about you Lydia? Are you done with your Mother's Day card?" "I didn't make one." "Why not?" "Because I don't have a mother." "Well she can still see it from Heaven." "One I don't believe in God and two she's not dead I don't have a mum. Even if I did consider my birth mum a mum she's in prison. I have two fathers." "Don't be sassy with me." Their teacher gave her a slip. "Get your fathers to sign this bring it back to me."
Parents came shuffling through the door. It was Lily's day off so she said she'd pick up the kids. "Hello kiddies." Lily made her way over to Lydia and Harry. "Are thy both your kids?" The teacher asked. "Well I'm picking both of them up but Harry is mine but I love Lydia like she's my daughter so I guess I'm stuck." Lily chuckled. "She's claiming that she has two fathers and no mothers." "That's true, her fathers are very lovely people." Their teacher walked away. "Here mum," Harry handed her the card he made. "Awe thank you Harry. I love you." Lily gave Harry a kiss on the cheek and he blushed. "Muuuuum," "boys," Lily and Lydia said in unison.
As they arrived home Lydia smelled something amazing. "Dads I'm home." Remus was making banana nut muffins while James and Sirius were sat discussing the latest quidditch match. "Hello, pumpkin fluff, how was your day?" Sirius asked. "Let's just say you and dad need to sign this." Lydia handed him the paper. "Beast before I read this paper, do I want to read this paper?" Remus asked giving her that sassy look. "Hey I just said I didn't have a mum and the teacher got all offended, you would think I said I'd murder her in her sleep." Lydia rolled her eyes and leaned back in her chair. "Well to some people being gay is worst than being murdered in their sleep." Remus said putting his hand on Sirius' shoulder while reading over the letter.
"Harry and I were talking and we were wondering, why do people discriminate against people who are gay or people of color, or women, I thought the muggle world was supposed to be more accepting!" "Well, not necessarily, some wizards, such as the Black family, sorry Sirius," "None taken." "Want bloody purity, or breed-purity, but a lot of muggles are against being gay or they are racist or they sexist." Lily explained. "But why?" Lydia asked. "Because people can be assholes." Lily explained. "That's so stupid, James shouldn't get stopped while he's driving for made up violations, dads should be able to kiss in public or even hold hands without fearing for their lives, nine year olds like me shouldn't get cat called and your body shouldn't be public property." Lydia protested.
"It's not fair, it really isn't you are already an exceptional witch but people will look at you differently because you're a metamorphosing, empathic, werewolf. Same way people looked at me differently because I'm muggle-born." "I've said it before and I'll say it again, this world sucks." Lydia banged her head on the table for the second time that day. "Don't hurt yourself, Lyd." Sirius smiled. "Oh that reminds me! Kai, his friend, and Kai's family are coming over for diner tonight." Remus said then turned to Sirius and James. "Be on your best behavior you two." "Shouldn't you be telling the kids that?" James laughed. "I am. Lydia, Harry, help me keep them on their best behavior." "Do they even have a good behavior?" Lydia asked. "That's a good point." Remus smiled.
A knock on the door sounded. "Ohp, they're here." Remus said heading to the door. Meria entered first following her was Amanda, after Amanda was Kai, and his friend Dylan. "Hello, sweetheart," Merida gave Remus a kiss on his cheek. "Hey Marry keep your hands off my man." Sirius entried the room smiling. "Oh you still haven't changed, have you?" Merida said giving Sirius a hug. "Not one bit." Sirius smiled proudly. "Not something to be proud of dad." Lydia said her nose still in her book. "Hello, Lydia, how are you doing?" Merida asked. "I'm good, Merida, how are you?" Lydia asked with a broad smile. "Very well deary." Merida smiled. "James, LIly, Harry, how are you?" Merida asked. "Good," all three replied. "Lydia this is Dylan, Dylan this is Lydia and that is Harry." Kai introduced. Dylan waved shyly. "Don't be afraid, we don't bite… well I don't, I can't speak for Lydia, though." Harry smiled. This made Dylan laugh, Kai and Dylan were a year older than Harry and Lydia, making them ten. It was a nice, simple dinner, everyone got along, everyone was happy.
A/N: Alrighty, I have a poll up on my page so go answer it if you would like. Also I know what house I want to put Lydia in and the reason for me putting her in that house really shows later in the story. If you want to suggest a different house for her, go ahead and I'll look at it because she could be fit in all of the houses. The reason for me not showing them as ten year olds is because I can't wait to get to write Hogwarts and everything.