A/N: My deepest apologies for not being able to upload I'm going to try and upload more but I'm not 100% sure I can make doo on that promise. I'm again so sorry but schedules are messy sometimes.

Lydia would never dare to tell her fathers her problems. They have enough problems of their own, plus how well could they really understand. Not fitting in isn't exactly something they are familiar with. They always had amazing friends since they were eleven. All the guys just see her as "one of the guys", she doesn't like nail polish or makeup but she loves messing with hair yet she is afraid she'll be mocked. She always gets that same old "you aren't like other girls" line, what's wrong with being like other girls? Lydia would always think to herself, then again this is what everyone was raised to believe. Girls aren't strong, they show too much emotion, they were girls. She gets along with very few people and most just saw her as a bitch for not getting along with them. A large majority of her friends are going into their last year next year. Lydia felt as though she was a burden to Harry as he has new friends, what was he still going to like about her, his size -18, empathic werewolf, unnatural, girlfriend? She wasn't all that interesting he was just friends with her because they were raised together and her was too nice to tell her to fuck off. Luckily this is the last week before spring break. Hopefully she can just get her mind off of everything talking to Lily and having some nice family time just her and her fathers.

"Lydia, you ready?" Harry said running into Lydia's dormitory. "For what?" Lydia was "groggy" but not really she just didn't want to go anywhere. "Classes," Harry replied. "No, I'm not going today." Lydia responded putting her face into her pillow. "You know, if you miss another class McGonagall is going to owl your parents."

"Let her."

"Honestly she might show up at your house. Come on it's the last day before spring break."

"I don't care!"

"Oh Harry!" Lavender Brown came skipping in. "She's been moody lately I think it's," she lowers her tone into a whisper, "her friend is visiting." Lavender said Lydia rolled her eyes. "Trust me Brown that's not what's happening okay? Don't you have classes to get to?" Lydia rolled over to face Harry.

"Don't you?" Lavender said.

"I'm not going."

"What? Are you skipping?"

"No she's not," Harry said pulling Lydia's covers off her bed.

"Yes she is." Lydia said pulling the covers back over her head.

"Lyd, why are you acting like this? It's not like you."

"I know who I am Harry but nobody else does, not you, not Kai, not Lily or James or even my fathers know who I am." Lydia was angry to say the least. At a very young age Lydia had learned to turn the fear and sadness into anger and pain for other people.

"Lasanderia Koreen Lupin-Black! Get your ass out of bed right this moment or else." Remus came storming in his head looking like it was going to explode. "Papa what's wrong?" Lydia asked she knew this wasn't her father. "Nothing is wrong except for you not getting you ass out of bed and going to classes."

"No you're upset, remember I'm not a halfwit."

"Get dressed now." Remus said in a low tone that made Lydia frightened but she would never admit she was frightened.

"Dad, what's wrong? You know that I can read you faster than 'The Raven', and I've memorized that poem to a tee." Remus realized that Lydia was scared she only called him "dad" when she was sad or scared. "Please get dressed and go to class that goes for all three of you." He walked out without another word.

"Alright you heard Remus let's go to class," Harry said then turning to Lavender Brown who he had forgotten was there, "uh… Lavender could you please leave?" Lavender nodded and headed out. "Nope." "Lyd!" "Listen I know my papa. He's scared because father has escaped. He's scared because he doesn't want father to go back to Azkaban but he might since he escaped. So no Harry I'm not going to classes."

That day Lydia was right she didn't go to classes.

The next morning Lydia was already packed and ready to go home. She could wait to see Kai and Amanda and Merida and Lily and James and to spend time with her fathers. She was happy, to say the least. While Sirius still couldn't be out in public he found it quite hard to even be at his own house aurors would show up everyday looking for their former co-worker and friend. None of them could believe Black did this. They always asked James his thoughts on the matter James says the same thing everyday, "he has been my best mate since we were eleven our children grew up together and I would put down my life before Sirius Lupin-Black murdered someone for the hell of it." James said that sentence fifteen times in the past week alone. They would search the house everyday one time they got too close for James's liking.

"Potter I think we found something!" James saw Peterson, one of the newer blokes, about to open Lydia's door. James knew what Lydia kept in her room, he knows that even Remus is scared to enter her room without knocking and a shout of approval. "No!" James exclaimed before he had the time to process what he was saying. Parkinson waltz over, he had been very angry with James ever since Lydia was hospitalized because Parkinson refused to believe his little angel could do something wrong he blamed everyone that was close to Lydia for his daughter's no detention streak ruined.

"And why not Potter? Are you hiding Black in there?" Parkinson scowled.

"No, it's just, this is his daughter's room and she's very territorial even her father's are scared to go in there without her permission and no one goes in there when she is at school. The only time she ever allows anyone in there without a knock is Kreature and that's because he's doing her laundry, cleaning up dirty bowls, or throwing away trash that is in her room I highly suggest you don't go in there or else she will kill you." James explained in haste.

He wasn't hiding Sirius but he was honestly scared of Lasanderia Koreen Lupin-Black's wrath.

"Like father like daughter plus it's not like she'll know we're in here." Parkinson said snarkily reaching his hand for the door knob.

"Trust me Lydia knows everything and trust me when I say that she will find a skin particle of yours and make you life a living hell."

"She already made my daughter's life a living hell so what would she do to me?" "You want to know something? Lydia didn't do that. Your daughter played herself, made her own life a living hell! Lydia was walking back from the library then, out of nowhere, your daughter and her gaggle of girls jumps Lydia who is 36 kilos at most, beat her to the point where one of her ribs is sticking out and is unconscious!"

"Lydia started it,"

"my god, what are you five? Lydia was found unconscious when asked the reason she said that your daughter told her that 'this is what she deserves for being a murderer's child.' and what Lydia responded back with wasn't far from the truth now was it?" This time it was James's turn to snear.

Parkinson had shut up and reached for the door handle once more this time James hadn't been so quick with his reflexes. Parkinson and Peterson pushed past James, James reluctantly went in along with them though he wasn't going to be in trouble for this one. He could explain this to Lydia...right?

James knew whatever they looked in it couldn't be her bedside drawer. That's where Lyd kept her extra bottles of wolfsbane, it's where Lydia kept chocolate, it's where Lydia kept photos and letters, it's where Lydia kept her birth certificate, and where Lyd kept one of the only things she has left from her grandmother. Lydia lets no one in that drawer, she doesn't even let Monco, her cat, look inside when Lydia has it open, it's a cat for god sakes. Lydia's bedside table was made of oak and painted over with a polisher to top things off. It had two drawers with a hollow gap in between the two compartments in which she stored Monco's cat food for home and his toys. Monco stays in Lydia's room considering how much Sirius hates cats but he's allowed to roam even with Sirius's extreme disliking for the violent creature. That cat is more territorial than Lydia and Sirius combined, and that's saying a lot. If anyone tries to even shake Lydia's hand he'll bite, Remus think it has something to do with the fact that Lydia is an empath and has stronger connection to creature's than others do and thinks that Monco can sense Lydia's past trauma.

"Potter find anything?" Peterson asked. "I found cat food." James said rolling his eyes. "Are you even taking this seriously, Potter?" Parkinson asked looking through Lydia's filled up sketch books. Shit. "Fine I'll look." As much as he respected his goddaughter's privacy he also needed to make sure she was safe so he opened Pandora's Box and what he found wasn't expected nor appreciated, James quickly slipped his findings into his pocket before the other two could see was he was doing.

Finally they completed their search with nothing, again. James needed to go home and tell Lily about his findings, or should he tell Remus first? Maybe he should just be straightforward and talk to Lydia herself about it? No he can't go to Lydia because then she'd know he was in her room. Not knowing what to do James just sat on the couch of the Lupin-Black's flat until he heard a noise twenty minutes later. James heard the door knob rattle but he didn't exactly care. He knew who it was. As soon as the door flew open he heard the giggles and even heard the smile of his sweet inno- well maybe not so innocent goddaughter.

"James, what are you doing here?" Remus said as though it was a happy surprise. James looked over to Lydia who was letting Monco out of his carrier. "The search for Sirius Lupin-Black continues." James said looking at Lydia with...he didn't even know his own emotions by this point. "Oh they've been searching our house?" Lydia chimed in, James couldn't even look her in the eyes. "Yes but don't worry I convinced them not to go into your room as I know you are very secretive about what's in your room." James turned from looking at the floor back to Remus. "Well I think I'm going to head home you guys probably want your father-daughter and not professor-student time plus I have my own rugrat to see. He gave both Remus and Lydia a hug before he left.

"-And then Colin started laughing so hard that pumpkin juice was spraying out of his nose." Lydia and Remus were laughing, she was excited to have some one-on-one time with her dad. "You know what Lyd? You are so much like-" Remus was cut off by the floo and James shouting. "Remus I didn't know whether or not I should tell you but Lydia does pot!" Remus was so confused yet not even fazed his friend did this far too often for him to be fazed, make some ridiculous statement and then say something completely irrelevant. "I found this in her room." James continued. "You went in my room?!" Lydia was mad and announced she was going to bed furiously running up the stairs.

"Pot? James, even you must hear how ridiculous you sound." Remus said looking at his best friend of 22 years in disbelief. "Remus we searched her room I didn't want them looking in the drawer so I did and I found this." James laid the small bag of weed in front of Remus. "James," Remus looked heart broken.

A/N: Fun fact for everyone who is on the metric system 36 kilos = 80 pounds. Again I am so sorry for not uploading in so long I haven't had time for anything that doesn't involve grade I'm going to try and get better so I hope this longer chapter makes-up for it and I know that the timelines and stuff aren't cannon but let's just go with it.