Disclaimer: Writing this thing really gets old fast.....I own Jade & her mom
Sixteen year old Harry Potter glared at his friend and former teacher, Remus Lupin. Remus smiled lightly and glared back.
"Care to share any information?" he asked. "Nope," Remus said looking down at a book he was reading.
"Are you sure?" Harry asked again through gritted teeth. "Maybe you'd like to share something about Sirius's daughter? Hmm?"
Remus looked up again from his book. "Nope." Harry glared at Remus again and flopped down into a chair next to him. "I don't understand. Where did she come from?" Sirius told me that he was the last of the Black's. Why would he lie?"
Remus shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe he didn't want you to know. Did you ever think of that?"
"I know that you know something, Remus," he said leaning in so he was closer to him. "Please. I deserve to know."
Remus looked up at him. "Harry you don't deserve to know." Anger flared in his eyes. "What happened is between Jade, her father, and her mother. Not you."
Harry opened his eyes wide. "So you do know something, don't you?" Remus rolled his eyes and stood up. "So persistent. . . . just like your father."
He fled into the kitchen. Harry sunk back into the armchair with a sigh. He knew Remus was right. Whatever happened was between Jade and Sirius and Jade's mother. Harry turned around as Jade, Dumbledore, and McGonagall came tiptoeing down the stairs. An idea suddenly occurred to him. If he could become friends with Jade, she would have to tell him sometime.
"Hey Jade," he called. She quickly looked over at him and smiled. She excused herself from Dumbledore and McGonagall and walked over to him. She pulled over another large armchair and sat down.
"Hi," she said brightly. "How are you?" Harry really got the chance to look at her just than, and he knew that he never wanted to look away. She was tall, almost as tall as him with long legs. She was formed perfectly, with curves in all the right places for a fifteen, almost sixteen year old. She had tanned skin, like it was only a summer tan but her skin was slightly olive in color usually. Her hair was shoulder length and either black or dark brown, Harry could not tell. She had large eyes that wandered around the room, taking everything in for the first time, even if she saw the things everyday. Her eyes were a light blueish color, with flecks of green. In her eyes Harry could sense a very mischievous side. He also saw a secret held in her eyes, a secret he wanted to find out.
"Hello? Harry are you okay?" Jade's voice flooded into his ears, awakening him from his dream.
"What?" he asked totally unaware of anything else in the room. She tossed her head back and laughed. The laugh was so familiar, so close to Harry yet so far away. It was his godfather's laugh.
"I said how are you?" she repeated for him once her laughter subsided. "Oh," he said shaking his head. "Me? I'm good, I guess. You?"
She sighed. "I'm good, too. At least I think I'm good. I have so many emotions right now. . ." She trailed off, leaving her last words hanging in the air.
Harry looked toward the ground, afraid he would stare at her again if he didn't look somewhere else.
"I hear you got sorted," said Hermione as she pulled up another chair and quickly sat down.
"Yeah," Jade said smiling. Ron pulled up another chair so that the four teenagers formed a small circle.
"What house?" Ron asked. She smiled again, sending Harry's stomach on a roller coaster. "Gryffindor, like my father."
Ron cheered, Hermione clapped, and Harry smiled. "We're all in Gryffindor," said Ron speaking for the three of them.
"This is great!" Hermione exclaimed. "I'll finally have another girl to hang out with. No offense, but you guys get boring after all and I can't really talk to you about stuff."
"Us? Boring?" questioned Harry with a smile. Hermione blushed as Jade laughed. "You know what I mean."
The four talked quietly about normal things. What was it like to live in America? Favorite Quidditch Team? Favorite Player? (Ron frowned at this question when Hermione said hers was Krum and Jade agreed.)
"Alright kids, time for bed," said Mrs. Weasley after about twenty minutes of chattering. "We're all going to Diagon Alley tomorrow to buy your school supplies. Jade you'll share a room with Hermione and Ginny."
The four teenagers agreed and walked up the stairs and began tiptoeing down the hallway. "Why do we always tiptoe through here?" asked Jade as the reached the Entrance Hall.
"You filthy little Mudbloods," screeched a horrible voice. "You disgusting lot. I hate you all! You will burn in the pits of Hell!"
Jade covered her ears as did Harry, Ron, and Hermione. "That's why," Hermione answered once the screaming stopped. "It's a portrait of Sirius's mother and she doesn't particularly like people."
Jade looked at the portrait and smiled slightly. "What a wonderful grandmother." Ron laughed at this until Harry and Hermione both nudged him in the side. The four continued up the stairs until they reached the first floor where Harry and Ron bid good night to Hermione and Jade. The boys continued up another flight of stars until they reached their bedroom. Both undressed and put on their pajamas. Harry climbed into his bed and stared up at the ceiling.
"She's pretty cute," Ron said as he rolled over in his own bed. "Who?" asked Harry trying his best to act totally clueless. "Who's pretty cute?"
"Jade, you idiot," said Ron laughing. Harry turned over toward Ron. "I hadn't noticed."
This sent Ron into a fit of laughter. "Sure, mate," he said through his laughter. "I saw the way you looked at her. I'm your best friend, mate. You can't lie to me."
Harry sighed. "I just met her." "So that doesn't mean you can't think she's cute?"
"True," replied Harry as he visioned Jade again in his head. Ron sighed and turned over in his bed. In minutes he was asleep leaving Harry the only one awake in the room. He closed his eyes and again say Jade's smiling face. Her blueish green eyes and her wonderful hair. For the first time in a while, even though they looked almost the same, Harry fell asleep not thinking of Sirius.