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Chapter 2: Sorting and The Past

Harry did a double take on the girl, the name sending an alarm off in his brain. She was short, most likely only 5 foot 1, with olive skin. Her hair was jet black, like Harry's, down to her shoulders, layered with a brilliant streak of purple running through the front. Dressed in a Hogwarts robe, she still stood out from the rest of the black clad students. She wasn't particularly beautiful but had a certain look about her that caught the students' eyes. When she turned to face the student body Harry almost gasped aloud, and looking at Ron and Hermione they had the same look on their faces. Maya Black looked just like Sirius, they could have been brother and sister, or cousins, or…father and daughter Harry thought.

"Bloody hell…" Ron muttered

"Please step forward…" McGonagall said

Maya stepped up to the stool and placed the hat on her head, its slipped over her eyes, and a moment later a name broke the silence of the hall.

"GRYFFINDOR!"

Harry joined in the clapping with the rest of the table, some boys were even cat calling and whistling, but were quickly silenced by a cold look from Maya herself as she sat in the only open seat, across from Harry. Before she sat, Harry saw that her skirt was hemmed a little shorter then the other girls and he did not really seem to mind. Embarrassed for looking Harry quickly looked down at his plate (magically filled moments before) before she would see the red creep up his cheeks.

Hermione on the other hand was already introducing herself, no doubt impressed by the way she shut the whistling boys up.

"Your Harry Potter."

"Uh…yeah…" now, he had to look up, and when he did, he was looking into the most brilliant violet eyes, looking at him kindly.

"Dumbledore wants us to meet him tonight, before bed."

"Us…?"

"Yeah, I don't know why though."

They spent all of the feast talking. Harry learned she had lived in an orphanage in Boston Mass until she was sent to the SWA. Her Boston accent and abrupt way of talking were new to Harry, be he soon became used to it. She never asked about him, or Voldemort, or any thing like that, and Harry was glad. Out of respect he didn't ask about who her father was (or had been). Ron had tried to a number of times but was quickly silenced by Hermione's foot. She didn't tell them why she had come to England but Harry hoped the meeting with Dumbledore would answer most of his questions.

After the last crumbs of their meal had disappeared (literally) Harry left Hermione and Ron and showed Maya to Dumbledore's office.

"Did he…uh…give you the password?"

"Earwax Beans"

The two gargoyles moved aside and the two new friends jumped on to the moving staircase. As Dumbledore's office came into view they saw the headmaster sitting behind his desk, fingertips lightly touching, obviously deep in thought. While Harry was thinking how to politely wake the old man from his pensive slumber Maya got right down to business.

"We're here." She said loudly.

"I know" said Dumbledore, smiling, "Come forward please I have a lot to tell you in a short space of time.

So much for a normal year, Harry thought sadly, surely a lot of information in a short amount of time was urgent and dangerous and Harry just wanted to go to bed and worry about Potions for once. As soon as they sat the old man started to talk.

"Harry as you know Maya's surname is Black, and if I read your reactions right in the Great Hall you have many speculations about her past."

Maya looked at Harry and raised her eye brows in amusement, Harry just blushed and looked away.

"If you are thinking that Maya's father is, was, your late godfather you are correct."

"Really? Bloody hell…I mean…sorry professor." He looked quickly at Maya, who held his gaze and smiled.

"That makes us god-siblings I guess" she said laughing extending a hand.

He took it returning the smile, "I guess it does."

"I filled Miss Black in on your connection to her father earlier. You would have known earlier Harry but we only just discovered her. It seems that on a trip to America Sirius had an affair with an American muggle and left when he found out she was with child…"

"Wait…what? Sirius did leave any one! He would do that!" Harry looked between the two, and watched the smile slip off Maya's face.

"Excuse me? How the hell would you know?"

Dumbledore sat back in his chair, smiling to him self

"BECAUSE I KNOW SIRIUS!!!! And he wouldn't do that!!!!" Harry yelled getting up.

"Listen mister you may know Sirius but that's only because he left ME to rot in some orphan and carried more about his precious, famous god-son then his OWN DAUGHTER!" Maya rose, trying to get eye level with Harry who was a good 5 inches taller.

"Children please!" Dumbledore spoke up, "Sit."

They did.

"Have a lemon drop"

They did.

"Don't choke, please" (Harry was so mad he almost had)

They didn't.

"That's better, now while you both have some, ehem, talking to do, please lets do this tomorrow, lunch time say? Please be here at noon. Go to bed now, Maya you are in dormitory #7, with Hermione Granger, Harry show her the way and no more fighting please."

And with that he abruptly disappeared.