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"Sirius
Black? But aren't you dead?" Kenzie asked rather
rudely.
"No. I was just hiding. Now everyone believes I'm
dead, so I'm no longer on the run," Sirius explained. "Is
your father okay?"
"No. I believe he's been kidnapped,
along with Mum, Jess, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and Harry Weasley,"
she said.
"No. This couldn't possibly have anything to do
with-" he said, suddenly noticing the scar on Kenzie's forehead.
"Oh, no. He's back."
"Who?"
"Voldemort.
He gave you that scar."
"I know. He was trying to
replace Dad's long-gone scar. I jumped in front of him. I didn't want
anything to happen to him," she said.
"You are a brave
person. Just like your father," said Sirius, looking at her
eyes. "You have his eyes. Those Potter eyes- they show true
courage. And don't you ever forget it."
"I won't. Not
ever."
Kenzie
re-entered the common room with Sirius.
"Woah! Is that
really?-" J.J. asked.
"Sirius Black at your service,"
he said, bowing low in a joking manner.
"Wow! I'm Chris, and
this is J.J., and that's Kayla," Chris said.
"Well, it's
a pleasure to meet you all," said Sirius.
"Hi! Welcome!"
said Kayla.
"Can I stay here?" asked Sirius.
"Well,
your blanket's gonna have to be the Invisibility Cloak," said
Kenzie.
"Okay, works for me."