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Chapter 3: 'Faith'

The morning before Ron's birthday was the second time Harry realised that he was in Sirius's house. No, he corrected himself; he was at the Headquarters to the Order of the Phoenix. He walked down to the kitchen, on his own as Ron was still snoring loudly in the bedroom. He opened the door, and yawned a "Hello," to everyone, and scanned the table for a seat. No Sirius, instead, there was a slightly less welcome face, Dumbledore's. As the burning in the eyes started, he fought them silently as he sat down, next to Lupin.

"Are you okay?" asked Lupin

"Sure, my eyes are a bit sore," replied Harry as he rubbed them.

"Breakfast, Harry dear?" enquired Mrs Weasley.

"Yes please."

"You too, Albus?"

"That would be wonderful, Molly, thank you." Mrs Weasley began to busy herself with placing full English breakfasts in front of the two people.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Then of course, Mrs Black's remarks could be heard.

"BLOOD TRAITORS, HOW DARE THEY STAY IN MY HOUSE!"

"I'll get that, although I can't think who it may be. Are we expecting visitors today?" said Dumbledore, getting up.

Mr Weasley, and Lupin, quickly followed, and fixed the portrait of Mrs Black, before Dumbledore had even opened the door. They entered the kitchen in time to hear an unfamiliar voice.

"Surprise!" a pause and then, "Professor, I am sorry, where is Uncle Sirius?"

Harry's knife clattered to the floor at these words, Uncle Sirius? He dived under the table to retrieve it, and as he looked up, he saw everyone looking at him.

"Miss Black!" said Dumbledore with a tone that clearly showed his shock. "Come in; let me give you a hand with that."

At the words, 'Miss Black,' Lupin jumped up, put a hand on Harry's shoulder, and walked to the door. As if on cue, Dumbledore said, "Remus, could you come here for a minute, please." Without a word he left.

"Uncle Sirius?"

"Miss Black?"

Whispers broke out across the table. All asking one thing; "Who is this Black girl? Doesn't she know about..." and they looked over at Harry, and stopped.

Lupin re-appeared, "Harry, come with me. Molly, could you please go and get Ron and Hermione, and tell them to wait outside Dumbledore's bedroom. Thank you," he added, as Mrs Weasley hurried past him.

"Who is this Miss Black? Is she a relation to...?"

"Yes, Harry, she is. She has not been told about Sirius yet, we waited for you," said Lupin.

Oh great, now I am going to start crying again if I hear the story. Why do I have to be there? Thought Harry. Before he knew it he was walking though Dumbledore's bedroom door.

A girl of around sixteen, who had waist length black hair that was perfectly straight, faced him. She had dark brown eyes, which were warm, and welcoming beneath the layers of black eyeliner. 'Miss Black' was stood next to Dumbledore, and the contrast could not be more different; Dumbledore wore robes of a pale purple, whereas she wore, a blood red shirt that fitted her perfectly, and a pair of well fitting, black trousers. Around her neck was a black ribbon choker, that had a small amount of red embroidered on it.

"Oh good! Miss Black, this Harry Potter. Harry, I would like you to meet, Miss Selina Black-"

"It's Faith. Nice to meet you, Harry." Before Harry knew what was happening, she had him in a tight hug. He hugged her back, then let go, feeling foolish to be hugging a girl he had only just met.

"Hi Faith." Harry had no idea what to say to the girl. He was still shocked; he only knew a few girls, and none of them were like Faith, none of them dressed like her at least. All the girls at Hogwarts wore pale pinks and very feminine clothing. And he had never seen Hermione wear eyeliner. Faith is... unique.

Half an hour later, Harry emerged from is trance to discover that he had dry tears on his face. He wondered what had brought him back, when he realised that Faith's hand was on top of his own, and she was saying, "Thank you, Harry, for caring about my uncle so much."

"Faith, Harry, you can use the bathroom through there, to er... freshen up a little," said Lupin, looking pointedly at Faith's eyes. Her eye make up had run down her face, mixed in with the tears from the story of Sirius's death. They both hurried off through the door, and before producing more make up from her pocket, she had given Harry another hug.

"Thank you. Are you going to come with me, when I get introduced to everyone?"

"Faith, you don't know much about me, apart from being stupid enough to fall for Voldemort's trap."

"But Harry, I do know a bit about you. I was in contact with Sirius for about a year."

"Oh... Well, I think you are going to meet Ron and Hermione in a sec, they are really nice, you'll like them. And they will love you."

"Thanks Harry," she said, as she put more eyeliner on. "Okay, I'm ready." They walked through the door, and saw Ron and Hermione standing in front of Dumbledore, and they looked as though they were waiting for something.

"Selina, would you please wait outside for Harry, I just want a quick word with him, and Mr Weasley, and Miss Granger. Thank you, he won't be long," said Dumbledore. Faith nodded and made for the door, with a backwards glance at the trio she shut the door.

"Right now, Harry, I want you to introduce Miss Black to everyone, including Ron, and Hermione as I think it would be better, than lots of formal meetings. All three of you, are to make her feel welcome, and I expect you to give her privacy when she wants it. Remember, she has just learnt about her favourite uncle's death. Harry, I expect you to understand how she feels, and if she wants to talk about it, please consider it, it would be good for you too.

"Now. I want to talk to you two," he motioned to Ron and Hermione, "for a little longer. Harry, please help Remus with her luggage, and put it in your room for now, it can be sorted later. You will wait in the room, until I have informed the rest of the Order, and you have all been properly introduced."

Harry and Lupin carried most of Faith's stuff out of the door, before she said, "Let me help you with that." And she grabbed a strange shaped box from Harry, without another word. They entered the room, and deposited her stuff on the floor, but the package she had taken from Harry, she lay carefully on Harry's bed, as though it was priceless.

"Thank you very much, Remus. I'll see you in a bit."

"No problem, Faith. Harry, I'll send Fred, George, and Ginny up in about twenty minutes," said Lupin as he left, and shut the door.

"Okay," they said in unison.

"So..." said Harry, casting round for a topic to talk about. "How long are you staying for?"

"Well, I'm here until September the first, and then..."

"Oh, are you going home?" hoping that the disappointment was hidden a little bit.

"No, silly. I'm coming to Hogwarts!"

"Really? What year wo-?" began Harry before he was interrupted, as Ron and Hermione burst in though the door. Instantly, Faith stood up, and looked expectantly of Harry. It took him a while to remember that he was supposed to be introducing her to his best friends.

Ron opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Hermione somehow discreetly steeped on his foot, as he shut his mouth, extremely quickly. Harry took over.

"This is Selina Black, who prefers to be called Faith, Faith these are my best friends, Ronald Weasley, known as Ron. This is Hermione Granger."

"It's nice to meet you." And they got the same greeting as Harry, to his disappointment, so she hugs everyone. Ron looked extremely uncomfortable while she was hugging him, as Hermione was looking at them, with disapproval in her eyes. Harry couldn't help to think that she was jealous of her I wonder whether there is something finally happening between these two. He made a mental note to ask Ron. As if to confirm his thoughts, when Faith hugged Hermione, he could have sworn that he saw relief in her eyes. He had to fight hard against the grin that was forming.

"So... I guess there are few questions that you wanna ask me. Fire away."

"Where do you come from?"

"Orlando, America."

"Where's your accent?"

At this she grinned, "Well, I'm pretty quick to drop it, and, I can impersonate others easily. It helps."

"How come you're here then?"

"My... My dad died while I was at school, last term, and my mums a Muggle, and she organised me to come and live with Sirius for a while. She always had difficulty with my dad doing magic, she couldn't cope with me."

"Oh... I'm really sorry for your loss," said Hermione.

"Thank you, but I was prepared for it, he was ill for a couple of years. He organised it with Dumbledore for me to come a learn magic at Hogwarts."

"Cool... So, what year will you be joining in?"

"Sixth, just about to start my NEWTs. I'm waiting for my OWL results, any day now."

"I hope you are in Gryffindor, you'll be with us, were about to start NEWTs too."

"What do you mean 'Gryffindor'?" enquired Faith.

"Don't you know about the houses?" came a chorus of voices. Fred, George and Ginny had just arrived.

"Bloody hell, has twenty minutes gone already?" said Harry.

"Er... no mate, we just couldn't wait to say hello," said Fred.

"Okay. Faith, this is Fred, and that's George. They are Ron's older twin brothers. And that's Ginny. She's a year younger than us."

"Hiya," said Faith sheepishly.

"Oh, guys, this is Selina Black, but she prefers 'Faith'."

"Hello Faith," said Fred, extending a hand towards her. She ignored it, and hugged him instead. She did the same to George, and to Ginny, who hugged her back in welcome.

"So, what were you saying about the houses?"

Between the six of them, they explained all about the houses, and how the best was definitely Gryffindor, and that the Slytherins were 'not worth the words'. They also started to explain the sorting ceremony to her, when they were interrupted.

"You guys, you can all come down now and have something to eat. And of course, you get to meet everyone, Faith," said Lupin. He stayed at the door, to make sure that they were going to come down now.

Halfway down the stairs, Faith said, "Oh, I've forgotten something, and I can't remember which room is yours, Harry. Will you show me?" Immediately, Harry realised that she wanted to talk with him, quickly, but alone. When they got back upstairs, Harry asked what was wrong. She smiled in reply.

"I'm a little bit scared, what's everyone like?"

"They're all great, apart form Snape, but as far as I know he isn't there. There's Ron's parents, Tonks and I don't know who else, but they are all really nice. And I have a feeling you are going to get on quite well with Tonks. Don't worry."

"Thank you, Harry," and she gave him a hug. Harry was too shocked to return it. I am next to a girl, who has hugged me countless times, and I only just know her. I don't know anything about her. What's going on?... You do know something about her. You know that you like her.

"Earth to Harry," she laughed, "come on, I'm quite hungry!"

To Harry's relief, when they walked into the kitchen, Dumbledore stood up and did the introductions much better than he could of. After many 'hellos' and a good many hugs, she sat down next to Tonks, who, as Harry predicted seemed to take a shinning to her. They looked like sisters, as Tonks had just changed her short, blond hair, for a waist length black cut.

After finishing breakfast, (which took a while as everyone was wanting seconds, and in Ron's case, thirds), Faith decided that she wanted to get some of her stuff sorted, so she could feel more at home. Harry was disappointed at this, as he knew this would mean a lot more time spent in Hermione's room, than in his, until, she said that she needed a hand with some 'stuff' and asked for everyone's help.

It took all morning to get all of Faiths belonging to find a home. All that was apart from the odd package that was still on Harry's bed. Finally, she brought it in, (She would allow no-one to touch it.) and without explaining anything, she asked:

"Where's the plug socket?"

"Faith," said Hermione, "This is a wizarding house, there is no electricity, it wouldn't work."

Faith looked distraught. "But... But... There has to be a plug socket somewhere, this wasn't always a wizard's house, it had to be built by a Muggle!"

"We could always ask Moony, he might know. What do you want electricity for, anyway?" asked Harry.

"We ask Moony, but we ask him now. And mind your own business, Harry," replied Faith, with a tone, that nearly made Harry apologise, until he turned and saw she was smiling. "I just don't want to tell you all, yet."

"Well, you are right Faith, this house does have plug sockets, however, none of them work, as the power was cut off about fifty years ago."

"Isn't there any way that I can get something Muggle to work?"

"I suppose we could try and put a spell on it, thought I think that Dumbledore would know more, and would perform the charm better than me. You had better ask him."

"Okay, thank you, Remus," she said with a smile.

After a couple of minutes of searching for him, Dumbledore appeared in Harry's bedroom, looking for them.

"Professor Dumbledore, I have a question for you," said Faith.

"Oh yes, what can I do for you."

Faith stood on her tip toes and whispered a couple of sentences in his ear. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled.

"Well, Miss Black, I think I can do that for you. I want you to leave it in the study, and I will do it tonight."

"No sooner?" she persisted.

"No, I am sorry; I am a little busy with arrangements, at the moment. Now that I have found you, I want to ask what you think of this idea for something fun, at Halloween." He proceeded to explain his plan to Faith. She obviously agreed, and at the end, she said:

"I'll let you know as soon as possible. And I won't tell anyone. It'll be a surprise."

"Thank you most profusely, Miss Black."

"What was that about?" asked Harry, Ron and Hermione, once all out of ear shot of Dumbledore.

"Never you mind. It's going to be a surprise, and I don't want to spoil it for you."

"Oh go on. We won't tell anyone," tried Ron.

"No," she replied flatly. They gave up questioning her. "Hermione, can you give me a hand with something please."

"Sure, what is it?"

"Erm..." she started to reply, until Harry realised that he and Ron were supposed to be leaving.

"I think we'll go and check what's going to be for tea. Come on Ron." They left, and did not catch what the two girls said.

"Hermione, can you help me dye my hair please. I'd ask Tonks to do it with magic, but it never stays as well."

"Okay, but why do you want to dye your hair? It's lovely!"

"Not all of it, I just want the tips doing bright red."

As Faith and Hermione busied themselves with the hair dye, Ron and Harry were having a conversation about Faith:

"So, what do you think of her?" asked Harry.

"She's different; I've never seen girls dress like that before. Not quite my type. You?"

"She is... unique, and I really like it. She seems so... I don't know what it is about her. She's just... Faith."

Ron grinned, "You like her."

"No I don't!"

"Don't lie to me, Harry I know you better than that. You were jealous when she hugged me."

"I was not!... Well okay, maybe a little bit, but she doesn't like me, so it doesn't matter."

"How do you know that?"

"Drop it, Ron."

Ron opened his mouth to protest, but decided against it. He was right anyway. I'll save it for an 'I told you so'.