The next morning, she went downstairs still in her pajamas. She was wearing think black long sweatpants and a white tank top with her very odd tie dye slippers. She walked in the kitchen for the third time in twenty four hours. People were talking loudly and arguing. She was beginning to think that it was normal for it be loud here. Fred and George saw her and immediately went up to talk to her. "Ada! My darling! How are you?" George said in a voice that was mocking Percy as greets people. He enveloped her in a hug.
"So good to see you, Old Chap. Wonderful! Charming! Magnificent!" Fred said exactly the same way George did, mocking the only Weasley brother who wasn't there. But, instead of hugging her he shook her hand. They left Ada where she stood to go and eat breakfast.
Ada just stood there blinking and utterly confused. She went over to the table to sit down and began to eat breakfast. The door opened and slammed shut loudly. Someone just walked in, and brought with them the stench of dungeons. Hogwarts dungeons to be specific. Ada would know that smell from anywhere. And the person from anywhere. Ada stopped eating and turned around and said "Snivellus?"

Snape glared at Ada and commented, "Just like your father."
"He's not my father." Ada replied with a smirk.
"Ada! Be nice!" she was scolded by molly Weasley.
"Yes, Mrs. Weasley." Ada obliged, but not before throwing Snape one last dirty look. She returned to her breakfast. But, she couldn't eat very much. She just sat there and picked at her bowl of oatmeal.
"Finish up you breakfast. We can get going sooner." Remus said to the group of teenagers when he walked in. Ada pushed away her bowl of oatmeal and went up stairs to get dressed. She returned ten minutes later wearing dark jeans, a black shirt. She had her long black hair up in a high ponytail, with a bit of eye makeup on. Ada could have sworn she heard Ron whisper she looked just like Sirius. Remus was counting to make sure they had everyone. "We're going to Diagon Alley, to fetch school supplies. For safety reasons, we're to be split up into small groups. The same as they've always have been. As a reminder all the young ones should be a with a member of the order. No exceptions." Lupin said as he addressed everyone, "Ada, you're with Fred and myself." Ada turned around to see Fred staring at her, and when they made eye contact he managed to wiggle his eyebrows suggestively. All Ada could do was laugh.
"Go and fetch your cloaks now!" Molly Weasley ordered everyone. Within ten minutes, everyone was back and ready to go. They traveled by Floo powder to the leaky cauldron. They all said a quick hello to tom, the inn keeper at the leaky cauldron. They then spilt off into their respective groups. Ada had nearly finished her shopping when they found Harry, Arthur Weasley, and Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody at the Flourish and Blotts. Lupin and Arthur split off for a moment to talk privately. They left Fred, Ada, and Harry under the watch of Moody.
Harry noticed that Ada was holding a Hogwarts letter. And his curiosity got the better of him.
"You're going to Hogwarts this year, then?" he asked Ada.
"Yeah, I am" she answered quickly.
"Why are you coming now?" he asked.
"Because my mum thinks it will be safer for me there. To be close to Dumbledore. While Tom gains power." she replied.
"You said his name" Harry replied with a bit of shock, both on his face and in his voice.
"I use his birth name. I take it you don't hear people use it very often." she responded.
"You'd be lucky to find someone who says something other than You-Know-Who or He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. It's frustrating." Fred said, joining in on the conversation.
"Ada, can I talk to you when we get back?" Harry asked.
"Sure, after dinner?" Ada replied to hurry. Arthur and Remus came back from their chat. Remus told them it was time for them to continue on, and to go back very shortly. When they returned, Molly Weasley had dinner already on the table. Dinner proceeded slowly. Ada again barely ate anything. As did Harry, he appeared to be nervous. When everyone was done, the order was to have a meeting, and everyone else was on their own. Harry grabbed Ada's arm and pulled her aside. "Can we talk now?" he asked. She nodded.
Harry led her up to the study where Mrs. Weasley found a Boggart the summer before. Ada sat down on the old nearly broken sofa. Harry sat next to her.
"Why have I never met you before?" he asked bluntly.
"Because of things." she replied
"Of what?" he asked.
"Things and people" she replied.
"Why are you so guarded?"
"Because I was taught to be cautious of people and their motives."
"You're cynical, then?"
"It depends on how you look at it. I just like to think that I'm careful."
"You're not going to make this easy are you?"
"Depends on what you want from me."
"I just want to know why I've never met you before when you're so close to me."
"Because my mother didn't want me to meet you and get attached."
"Is that the only reason?"
"No, there were security reasons, my mother and I had and still have to be protected at all times. Something to do with Tom. I'm not sure exactly what, it has something vaguely to do with my dad's death."
"I'm sorry"
"Don't be sympathic, you didn't do anything. I didn't know him. According to my mom, he wasn't a nice guy in general. But he would have done a lot for her. I think we have a bit in common with parents, at least."
"I guess, but you still have your family. You have a blood family that loves you. I missed that. Now I keep loosing people."
"That's not true. You've got everyone here who loves you. I'm sure you have people at Hogwarts that love you, too."
"But, none of them are related to me. I've no blood relative that would willingly care for me."
"Families aren't always blood related."
"What would you know about it. You've known people with blood relation to you. Don't sit there and tell me about families. You have one."
"You call a mother a family?"
"It's something."
"Family isn't everything, Harry. You have people that love you, even with Sirius gone. You don't have to be their flesh and blood to love them. Sirius knew that, that's why he loved you and wouldn't stop talking about you."
Harry didn't respond, but he looked like he was starting to get angry.
"He didn't choose to leave you. He choose to love you. His death isn't the end. You're not the only one who loved him Harry, and you're not the only one who he loved. we're all grieving him. because we loved him and he sure as hell loved us. you're not the only one who thought of him as a father." Ada finished as she turned away from Harry and faced the wall. they sat in silence, while Harry's anger grew. he couldn't it down any longer.

"You shouldn't be sad because of it." Harry muttered angrily.
"What?" Ada asked as her face showed confusion.
"You've no reason to be sad over his death." Harry said loudly.
"Why do you have any right to say that?" she questioned him
"Because I'm the only one who knew him well enough to grieve over him."
"You're trapped in a fantasy. Remus has more of a right to grieve than you."
"He doesn't grieve, he never cries."
"Did it ever occur to you that he might not come to you when he cries?"
"You still shouldn't feel sad about Sirius dying. you have no right to."
"Don't sit there and tell how I can feel." she spat out. He opened his mouth to say something but was cut off by her. "Don't tell me I have no right to grieve over him." she jumped off the couch as if were on fire, she headed towards the door.
"Why do you have right to? Why do you think you're more important than me?"
"It's because of his death, I'm the last Black left. That's why!" she retorted as she left the room and slammed the door loudly behind her.

Ada spent the next few days ignoring Harry, and also isolating herself. How dare he say that she had no right to grieve over Sirius's death. She related to Sirius's for gods sake. She understood that he was angry because of Sirius dying. And she understood what it was like to lose family to Voldemort. It was a theme within her family now, death by Voldemort and Death eaters. Her grandparents, uncles and aunts (one of them was seven months pregnant) were tortured and murdered by death eaters. She had been hiding when they were being tortured. The Death Eaters managed to find her. They made her watch the murders of her family. She can still hear her grandmother crying out in Gaelic. And her uncle, Cillian, crying out for god's salvation. But, she hadn't been so lucky to get away with nothing. She has the scars to prove it, both physically and mentally. She still isolates herself once in a while. When she does, she doesn't leave her room for anything. She doesn't eat and she barely sleeps. One of the reasons, her mother didn't want her to meet Harry, was that she knew they shared the habit of isolation. And often enough their personalities are so similar, it's frightening. Ada had yet to find that out.
Ada was laying awake in the middle of the night. Her stomach kept rumbling that she knew it wouldn't stop until she had eaten. She got up and went to the kitchen. She found Remus, sitting alone, looking beyond exhausted. The full moon had been the night before last. The consequences of it were being paid in full. Remus looked up when he heard the door open.
"Ada, you should be in bed."

"Yes, Mother." Ada replied, half jokingly. Remus frowned at her comment. Anyone could tell that he wasn't in the mood for joking around. Ada picking up on the mood asked him what was wrong. "Everyone seems to have gotten over Sirius's death. Except for Harry and myself. It's almost as if it never happened." Remus answered.
"But, it still did. People grieve in different ways. Some people keep in it, and some people show it. Others go through denial. Anyway people do it, it still takes time. It's been two months. I'm just starting." Ada replied as she tried to comfort Remus. What neither of them noticed was that Harry had walked in after Ada asked Remus what was wrong.
"Am I interrupting?" Harry asked.
"No, Not at all" Remus replied, "Come and sit down" Harry obliged Remus's offer, he sat down next to Ada. It seemed that they had cooled down since their 'talk', but there was still a bit of tension between the two. Remus excused himself, and left the kitchen.
Harry and Ada sat there in awkward confusion for a few moments before Harry broke the silence.

"I found out who my godmother is." Harry said. Ada made no response. Harry continued to talk, "I asked Remus if he knew, and he did. He said it was Capella Woolf, but I didn't know who she was. Remus told me everything he knew about her. He showed me a photo of my parents, the marauders, and Capella. She's very beautiful. He told me that she had a daughter, with Sirius. She had you with Sirius, why didn't you tell me?" A redness crept onto Ada's cheeks. But whether it was from the comment about the beauty of her mother and herself, or anger from Sirius supposedly being her father. She did not know.
"I don't know why you keep trying to get information out of me. But, contrary to popular belief and what goes through the grapevine, Sirius never was and never will be my father. I'm going back to bed. Goodnight, Harry." she said, as she left the room returning to bed.