A/N: thanks for the reviews! I didn't know I was that scary…
Chapter 12
"Why, lo you know, I have spoke to the purpose twice:
The one for ever earn'd a royal husband
The other for some while a friend"
"Remus! I received a letter from Anne!" yelled Linda, while searching Remus, who appeared to be in the backyard.
"You do more often, is it so important this time then?" replied Remus, following Linda back inside the house.
"Well… yes, I guess so. Here, read it yourself." said Linda, and gave Remus the piece of parchment she received from Anne.
"Oh my…" that was all Remus could say after reading it. "Did you know it, Linda?"
"No, she never told me. A daughter named Rachel…"
"Sheep," muttered Remus.
"I'm sorry?"
"'Rachel' means 'sheep'."
"The lost sheep in this case!"
"Very literally indeed," said Remus his eyes turning dreamy suddenly. "Oh god…"
he muttered.
"Remus, what's wrong?"
"I've taught a Rachel at Hogwarts once, she reminded me of someone, and now I know who it was…"
"Sirius?"
"Yes, and partly Anne. God, why haven't I realised it before?" asked Remus himself.
"Probably because Anne and Sirius kept everything silence for their friends. And what they've done the night of the Yule Ball was very personal, and knowing Anne, she'll never tell such things…" said Linda.
"Neither would Sirius…"
"Anne, when did you notice you were pregnant?" asked Sirius.
"After eight months of so, I began feeling sick and noticed I ate way too much. I realised there had to be something wrong, so I went to see a doctor, who said I
was pregnant."
"That must have been quite a shock, wasn't it?"
"Oh yes, it was…"
"But how can you be so sure I am the father?" asked Sirius, very concerned.
"I know this sounds very cliché, but you're the only one I slept with."
"Well, then you can be sure, yes. How come you haven't noticed before?"
"That's some complicated biological Muggle-stuff. I know how it's possible, but I won't bother you with it." Suddenly a ticking noise on the window sounded. Anne looked op and saw the owl she sent earlier that day to Remus and Linda, sitting on the windowsill. It carried a letter, Anne folded it out and read it quickly, and gasped.
"What is it, Anne?" asked Sirius.
"Remus possibly has taught Rachel at Hogwarts…" said Anne.
"Does Dumbledore know from all this?" asked Sirius.
"Yes, I sent him a letter when I was in the hospital, 21 years ago."
"Maybe we must ask him for some help," suggested Sirius.
"Good idea."
A few days later, Sirius sat down in Dumbledore's office, Anne was pacing the room for the 100th time that afternoon.
"Anne, sit down, you're driving me mad!" Sirius spat at his wife. Anne glanced at him and sat down in a chair next to Sirius, she grabbed his hand and clenched it.
"Relax, baby, it'll be alright," said Sirius soothingly, although he doubted it.
"What if she doesn't love us? What if she doesn't want to know us?" asked Anne anxious.
"It'll be alright, love…" whispered Sirius. Then the door flung open and Dumbledore appeared in the doorway.
"Sirius, Anne, are you ready?" asked Dumbledore.
"Yes," answered Sirius. Anne merely nodded, she had lost the ability to speak.
Dumbledore turned around, "Rachel, your parents are here." And a young, 21- year-old woman came into view, she looked very much like Anne, but had Sirius' tangled face.
"Rachel?" said Anne, coming back to life.
"You must be Anne Zwarts, my mother," answered Rachel nervously.
"Anne Black-Zwarts, I'm married since a week. This is your father, Sirius Black," said Anne, while standing up and waving a hand towards Sirius. Rachel walked towards the couple.
"Mum, dad, may I hug you?" asked Rachel shyly.
"Of course!" Sirius and Anne said simultaneously.
Dumbledore was still standing in the doorway, watching the happy family.
"When Professor Dumbledore told me I wasn't an orphan, but had living parents, I thought you should be quite old. But you look rather young to me… How is that possible?" sighed Anne. "That's because your father and I were just eighteen when I got pregnant of you."
"You were still here at school then?" asked Rachel, unbelievingly.
"Yes, although it was my last night here," said Anne.
"One of your last nights, dear. You left one week after the Yule Ball," added Sirius.
"Then you both must be thirty-nine now…" said Rachel.
"Yes, and we have a young son of half a year old," replied Sirius proudly.
"Are you planning to get more children" Rachel wanted to know.
"I don't know yet," replied Anne. "We'll see."
A/N: yes, we're getting old… hmm,the soundtrack of Star Wars is very inspiring today, I've written three chapters this afternoon… but I;ve got holiday this week, so no homework.
*sighs* How wonderful life is, now fanfics are in the world!