"Ahh hemm," Ginny cleared her throat as she entered the family room, "just thought the four of you would like to know that the meeting's done, so now may be a good time to pull your tongues out of each others throats."
"Mm, right then," Anastasia blushed as she got off Harry's lap and straightened her clothes, "thanks Ginny. So, anybody got any grand ideas on what we should do?"
"I sorta of liked what we were doing." Harry said as he grabbed Anastasia by the waist and pulled her back on to his lap.
"Agreed." Ron stated as he put his arm around Hermione who was still on his lap.
"I never said I didn't like what we were doing dear; however I value my life and yours I don't want Sirius walking in." Anastasia said as she put her arms around Harry's neck.
"Well, if you liked it," Harry smirked as he began to kiss Anastasia; Ron and Hermione followed suit.
"Your necks, not mine." Ginny mumbled as she climbed the stairs.
"What the hell is going on here?" Sirius practically screamed as he and Remus entered the room.
"Umm, well, it's like, well you see Sirius . . ." Anastasia stammered as she shifted her self from Harry's lap to the sofa.
"Oh don't you worry Anastasia Charlotte, I saw plenty!" Sirius continued.
"Damn it Sirius, why the hell are you using my damn middle name?" Anastasia shot back.
"Watch your mouth missy."
"You're not my father! So don't try to be anything of the sort." Anastasia continued.
"You're sure as hell lucky I'm not, cause you think you're in pretty big trouble now, you wouldn't imagine what our father would have done at this point!" Sirius shouted.
"Don't you dare talk about daddy like that!" Anastasia screamed. "I didn't go screw up, you did! He loved me, that's more than you'll ever know though. You ran away Sirius, you never even talked to mum and daddy, you didn't give a damn! Your damn selfishness got me sent to America. So don't you start preaching to me. For the record Sirius, I make out with my boyfriend, deal with, or I'll do what you did when you were my age; catch my drift? Burn in hell!" She finished as she ran up the stairs, nearly tripping over Ginny on her way up.
Seconds later Hermione got up and followed Anastasia up the stairs, giving Harry the look that meant 'stay-here-don't-get-yourself-in-anymore- trouble". "Anastasia?" Hermione called as she knocked softly on the bedroom door. "I'm coming in."
"Whatever."
"Hey, are you gonna be okay?"
"I'll be fine Hermione," Anastasia sniffled, "nothing personal but I would rather be alone or with Harry right now; can you send him up?"
"I'll see what I can do Hun." Hermione replied as she silently left the room.
As soon as she heard the door close behind her Anastasia climbed off her bed and found the photo album Cecile had given her. How dare Sirius insult their parents, she thought as tears ran down her face. Many minutes later there was a knock on her door.
"W-w-ho, is it?" Anastasia cried.
"It's Harry Love, can I come in?"
"Y-yes."
"Oh Anna dear," Harry said as he entered the room, taking care as he did to leave the door open as Sirius had sternly instructed, "don't cry, it'll be okay." Harry continued as he hugged his girlfriend. "What's this?" He asked as he picked up the photo album.
"Pictures of me with my mum and daddy." Anastasia said as she started to cry harder.
"Okay Anna," Harry said as he held her and tried to comfort her, "don't worry."
"Harry, don't leave me, don't go away like Sirius, my parents, and aunt and uncle did." Anastasia sobbed as she buried her head in his chest.
"Don't worry Sweetheart, I'm not going anywhere." He replied as he put his arm around her.
The two of them sat there, as Harry tried to comfort his girlfriend. Secretly he felt torn between his godfather and girlfriend, but decided it wasn't the time to worry about such matters.
"Think you're ready to go back downstairs?" Harry asked roughly and hour later.
"Ya, lets go." She replied shakily as Harry helped her up.
"I'll be right her, don't worry." He said taking her hand.
"Promise?"
"Yes, I promise Love." He said kissing her. "Let's go before Sirius decided to come up." With that he lead her downstairs.
As the two of them reached the bottom stair Sirius and Remus exited the kitchen.
"Anastasia," Sirius began, "we need to talk."
"Umm . . ." Anastasia stammered as she looked at Harry, who smiled and squeezed her hand, "All right then Sirius." She responded as she followed her brother into the sitting room. "What is it?"
"Look," Sirius started, "I wasn't trying to hurt you by insulting our father, but it's true Anna, our parent's weren't good people. Look at this house, what's in it. It's paid for in blood money. I love you Blondie, I don't want to see you get hurt, that's why I got angry."
"Okay Sirius." Anastasia replied hugging him. "I love you too. I'm still going to be kissing your godson though."
"As long as that's all you do, and I don't have to see to much of it."
"Thanks Sirius, I'm glad I get to live with you."
"Me too kid, me too. So, what do you want for Christmas?"
A/N: Please review! I love hearing from all of you!