Silence filled the room as everyone watched their flying professor sputter.
His good friend Remus Lupin (aka moony) was also flabbergasted.
"Daughter?" Sirus managed to say. "What the hell are you talking about?" Lana smiled. "well, you see, when two people love each other very much. do I need to go on?" Dumbledor chuckled as he watched the girl meet her father. It would be an interesting year.
"So why are you here this late?" Sirus asked. "I mean, why now?"
"Well, I was going to Northwood Academy in America, but I had a little trouble and-"
"She takes after her father too much and was encouraged to leave after she accidentally blew up part of the school in a prank gone bad." This came from a women who was standing by the entrance of the great hall. Sirus, if possible, went even whiter then he had been before.
"Melanie?" He gasped. Everyone turned to see a stunning women, who looked just like her daughter Lana, except for her eyes.
"Miss me Sirus?" She asked. "This is a surprise for you I guess?" Remus looked at the only women that Sirus had only loved and then looked at Sirus. His friend had suffered so much in the past years. Hopefully, this would make him happier.
"Look Mom," Lana interrupted, "it wasn't my fault that the fire hydrants didn't go off in time, before it reached the potion room. It would have been really funny though." Looking at her daughter Melanie O'Riley smiled. She was so much like Sirus. When Melanie turned back to Sirus, her smile faded. Once the shock was gone, Sirus had become furious.
"I'm sorry Sirus but, what did you want me to do? I was going to tell you the day that Lily and James were killed. the next day you were in prison." Dumbledor cleared his throat, wanting to get Lana sorted.
"Lana. Professor Snape has the sorting hat. Please sit down on this stool." He gestured to a wooden stool that he had just summoned. Lana looked at The man who was called Snape and she smiled. The man had a grim look on his face, like he had just sucked on some lemons. She wondered why he glared at her so much! Sitting down, she felt the hat being placed on her head. Ay once she heard a voice.
"Well! Another Black. I wondered when you were going to get here. Now an house for you. Smart enough to be in Ravenclaw. But school isn't what you care most about. Friendly enough to be in Hufflepuff, but you have too many layers to be there. Slytherin and Gryffindor. Either house you would be good in. You are willing to do what you have to do to get what you want, but past experiences has made you extremely brave. I have met seldom others like you my dear. Well, to be on the safe side. GRYFFINDOR!" Jumping off the stool, Lana looked around her to see one table loudly cheering. Dumbledor smiled. "Now, why don't you, your mother, Sirus, Remus, and I go into this room back here." Lana cast one last look at the Great Hall, and followed everyone else into the back room.
Lana blinked as she went into the dim room. As her eyes got used to it, she saw pictures of all the older headmasters on the walls. This was Dumbledor's office.
"Now Lana. I understand that you are 16 years old. Here, that would make you be in the 6th year, but I understand that you started a year early, so I think it would be best if we put you in the 7th year. If that's okay with you and your parents." Lana nodded. "Of course. Whatever." Sirus looked at her. A daughter. He had missed so much of this wonderfully vibrant girl.
"There is a few more matters." Dumbledor said quietly. "I understand that you don't use a wand. Can you explain why?"
"My mother is an elf, they don't need wands to do their magic. I guess that her genes got passed down to me." Sirus smiled. Melanie, his elf. He suddenly thought of something.
"What prank did you pull that made you blow up a school?" He asked with a smile on his face. Turning to her father, Lana laughed.
"I was going to make some fireworks with a potion and-"
"Lana," interjected her mother. "enough. Some other time. Sirus, don't encourage her. She'll only get worse." Father and daughter gave identical grins and Lana promised later.
"Dumbledor, there are other reasons why I wanted her to come to Hogwarts. Voldemort wants her. She is a powerful, beautiful witch. He needs an heir." Silence filled the room. Dumbledor cleared his throat.
"Of course. Lana, do know that there is a prophecy about you?" Startled, Lana shook her head.
"Yes. Well, it seems that you will be the thing that two powerful wizards want. Voldemort and another."
"Harry?" Sirus asked.
"No. Though powerful, Harry isn't the only important wizard in this war. He will kill or be killed by Voldemort, but how either of them to that depends on Lana and one more. I believe that you mother already knows who this is." Melanie nodded. "Which is the last reason why she's here. Lana, I never told you, but your-"
"Engaged to my son." Came a voice from the doorway. Edward Zabini grinned at the girl. "Yes my dear, my son is your fiancé."
"Oh really?" this came from Lana. "I don't remember agreeing to do this. Sorry must have slipped my mind." She said sarcastically. Melanie shifted uncomfortably. "Lana. I did it. Wait, before you and your father freak out, it was the only thing that I could think to do. Can't you see? Voldemort wants you to bear his child. Even when he had been destroyed by Harry Potter, I knew that he would come back. It will make it harder to get at you with a husband." Sirus, Remus, and Lana had identical expressions of rage on their faces. Lana was the first to be able to speak.
"So, because of you being afraid for me, you engaged me to-"
"A known deatheater!" Sirus exploded. "Holy shit Melanie. What the fuck were you on? Yes, to protect our daughter from Voldemort, lets give her to one of his followers. Make loads of fucking sense!"
"Oh, but you see Mr. Black," cut in Edward, "Voldemort has a pledge with his followers as you call it, to not touch their spouses unless they both agree to it. Then, why do you ask did I agree? First of all, I had no choice. It was going to keep me out of Azcaban. Secondly, I don't like Volemort. I'm a spy. Like Severus."
"Can't I just refuse to get married?" Remus shook his head. "No. when parents make an arranged marriage, the children must follow through, unless, they fall in love and marry another. If I know Blaise, he won't let that happen." Edward looked at Remus and grinned. "yes. You teach DADA. Blaise is an extremely. persuasive young fellow. You two will be good together." Lana frowned. "Sorry buddy, but I won't be a fucking doormat to your god damned pansy of a son."
"Won't you?" Edward looked at his future daughter-in-law. "Let me bring in my so called pansy of a son." He left the room and brought back in the most handsome man that Lana had ever seen.
"Daughter?" Sirus managed to say. "What the hell are you talking about?" Lana smiled. "well, you see, when two people love each other very much. do I need to go on?" Dumbledor chuckled as he watched the girl meet her father. It would be an interesting year.
"So why are you here this late?" Sirus asked. "I mean, why now?"
"Well, I was going to Northwood Academy in America, but I had a little trouble and-"
"She takes after her father too much and was encouraged to leave after she accidentally blew up part of the school in a prank gone bad." This came from a women who was standing by the entrance of the great hall. Sirus, if possible, went even whiter then he had been before.
"Melanie?" He gasped. Everyone turned to see a stunning women, who looked just like her daughter Lana, except for her eyes.
"Miss me Sirus?" She asked. "This is a surprise for you I guess?" Remus looked at the only women that Sirus had only loved and then looked at Sirus. His friend had suffered so much in the past years. Hopefully, this would make him happier.
"Look Mom," Lana interrupted, "it wasn't my fault that the fire hydrants didn't go off in time, before it reached the potion room. It would have been really funny though." Looking at her daughter Melanie O'Riley smiled. She was so much like Sirus. When Melanie turned back to Sirus, her smile faded. Once the shock was gone, Sirus had become furious.
"I'm sorry Sirus but, what did you want me to do? I was going to tell you the day that Lily and James were killed. the next day you were in prison." Dumbledor cleared his throat, wanting to get Lana sorted.
"Lana. Professor Snape has the sorting hat. Please sit down on this stool." He gestured to a wooden stool that he had just summoned. Lana looked at The man who was called Snape and she smiled. The man had a grim look on his face, like he had just sucked on some lemons. She wondered why he glared at her so much! Sitting down, she felt the hat being placed on her head. Ay once she heard a voice.
"Well! Another Black. I wondered when you were going to get here. Now an house for you. Smart enough to be in Ravenclaw. But school isn't what you care most about. Friendly enough to be in Hufflepuff, but you have too many layers to be there. Slytherin and Gryffindor. Either house you would be good in. You are willing to do what you have to do to get what you want, but past experiences has made you extremely brave. I have met seldom others like you my dear. Well, to be on the safe side. GRYFFINDOR!" Jumping off the stool, Lana looked around her to see one table loudly cheering. Dumbledor smiled. "Now, why don't you, your mother, Sirus, Remus, and I go into this room back here." Lana cast one last look at the Great Hall, and followed everyone else into the back room.
Lana blinked as she went into the dim room. As her eyes got used to it, she saw pictures of all the older headmasters on the walls. This was Dumbledor's office.
"Now Lana. I understand that you are 16 years old. Here, that would make you be in the 6th year, but I understand that you started a year early, so I think it would be best if we put you in the 7th year. If that's okay with you and your parents." Lana nodded. "Of course. Whatever." Sirus looked at her. A daughter. He had missed so much of this wonderfully vibrant girl.
"There is a few more matters." Dumbledor said quietly. "I understand that you don't use a wand. Can you explain why?"
"My mother is an elf, they don't need wands to do their magic. I guess that her genes got passed down to me." Sirus smiled. Melanie, his elf. He suddenly thought of something.
"What prank did you pull that made you blow up a school?" He asked with a smile on his face. Turning to her father, Lana laughed.
"I was going to make some fireworks with a potion and-"
"Lana," interjected her mother. "enough. Some other time. Sirus, don't encourage her. She'll only get worse." Father and daughter gave identical grins and Lana promised later.
"Dumbledor, there are other reasons why I wanted her to come to Hogwarts. Voldemort wants her. She is a powerful, beautiful witch. He needs an heir." Silence filled the room. Dumbledor cleared his throat.
"Of course. Lana, do know that there is a prophecy about you?" Startled, Lana shook her head.
"Yes. Well, it seems that you will be the thing that two powerful wizards want. Voldemort and another."
"Harry?" Sirus asked.
"No. Though powerful, Harry isn't the only important wizard in this war. He will kill or be killed by Voldemort, but how either of them to that depends on Lana and one more. I believe that you mother already knows who this is." Melanie nodded. "Which is the last reason why she's here. Lana, I never told you, but your-"
"Engaged to my son." Came a voice from the doorway. Edward Zabini grinned at the girl. "Yes my dear, my son is your fiancé."
"Oh really?" this came from Lana. "I don't remember agreeing to do this. Sorry must have slipped my mind." She said sarcastically. Melanie shifted uncomfortably. "Lana. I did it. Wait, before you and your father freak out, it was the only thing that I could think to do. Can't you see? Voldemort wants you to bear his child. Even when he had been destroyed by Harry Potter, I knew that he would come back. It will make it harder to get at you with a husband." Sirus, Remus, and Lana had identical expressions of rage on their faces. Lana was the first to be able to speak.
"So, because of you being afraid for me, you engaged me to-"
"A known deatheater!" Sirus exploded. "Holy shit Melanie. What the fuck were you on? Yes, to protect our daughter from Voldemort, lets give her to one of his followers. Make loads of fucking sense!"
"Oh, but you see Mr. Black," cut in Edward, "Voldemort has a pledge with his followers as you call it, to not touch their spouses unless they both agree to it. Then, why do you ask did I agree? First of all, I had no choice. It was going to keep me out of Azcaban. Secondly, I don't like Volemort. I'm a spy. Like Severus."
"Can't I just refuse to get married?" Remus shook his head. "No. when parents make an arranged marriage, the children must follow through, unless, they fall in love and marry another. If I know Blaise, he won't let that happen." Edward looked at Remus and grinned. "yes. You teach DADA. Blaise is an extremely. persuasive young fellow. You two will be good together." Lana frowned. "Sorry buddy, but I won't be a fucking doormat to your god damned pansy of a son."
"Won't you?" Edward looked at his future daughter-in-law. "Let me bring in my so called pansy of a son." He left the room and brought back in the most handsome man that Lana had ever seen.
