Everything was perfect. Or at least, it was as close to perfect as Sakhmet had ever seen. But change must come as it always does. And for Sakhmet, change came with the summer.
After she finally managed to get Sirius to name a specific date for the arrival of the Weasleys, some girl from Hogwarts, and several members of the Order of the Phoenix, an organization that the goddess had explained to Sakhmet over the space of a few dreams, Sakhmet had hurried upstairs to choose an outfit. After being in seclusion with her father, Sakhmet wanted to make as good of an impression as she could with just about anybody her age.
With the excitement of meeting new people, she almost forgot about her summer lessons. But the day before the much-anticipated arrival, a tall man with extremely greasy black hair arrived. After introductions were made, Sakhmet began to learn her first year potions. The goddess had made her read up on her school subjects beforehand, and this helped her a great deal with a few crucial safety tips that Professor Snape "accidentally" left out. After making her first potion to his standards, they moved onto two more before her Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson began. She learned a new spell, which she had to practice a bit before getting it right on her fifth try. Professor Snape assigned her an essay and sneered at Sirius before leaving.
As soon as the greasy-haired pessimist left, Sirius stuck his tongue out at the door. "Sirius, act your age." Sakhmet had yet to get used to calling him "dad". He didn't seem to mind, so she didn't see any reason not to call him by his name.
He made a face at her before asking how her first day of lessons was.
"Good. What is it between you and Snape though?"
"He's a git. I see no reason to lie to him about that, and apparently that's offensive."
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The next day, Sakhmet woke up early from another dream with the goddess. She heard people downstairs. They were trying to be quiet. She snuck down the stairs silently, staying in the shadows. The entrance was empty. She was about to look around a corner when a husky voice said, "Come on out, girl."
She stepped into the light, glaring around for whoever had seen her. A rather strange man was standing there. He had one beady black eye and one blue eye that moved as though with a life of its own. She immediately recognized him. "Mr. Moody." She nodded in greeting. There were several people standing behind him with various looks of confusion at the sight of her.
"And you would be Sakhmet," he replied. "Sneaking around in your own house?"
"I heard you downstairs," Sakhmet replied. "'Constant vigilance.'"
Mad-eye Moody chuckled in response. "I certainly hope the rest of you will learn about that," he said sharply to the group behind him.
"Um, I don't mean to be rude or anything," said a red-headed girl that looked only slightly older than me. "But who the heck are you?"
"I thought we had already covered this," Sakhmet replied, tensing. "I'm Sakhmet."
"But what are you doing here? You don't even go to Hogwarts," the girl said bluntly.
"I will after the summer's over."
"But you're too old to be a first year," blurted out an older boy, her brother Sakhmet assumed.
"They couldn't find me until a few months ago."
"But what are you doing here?" the girl asked again.
"I kind of live here." They were silent. "I'm Sirius' daughter. Didn't he tell you?" A few people shook their heads silently, still staring. "Would you hold on for a sec?" Sakhmet moved swiftly up the stairs to Sirius' room. Hammering on his door, she yelled, "You've got some explaining to do, Sirius!"
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A/N: tee hee. Sirius is gonna get his butt kicked. much giggling of the vindictive sort
Emma Barrows-Thank you, but please hold the hugs.
Crookshanks-Thanks for the explanation. I've heard of these Mary Sues, but nobody ever explains them. Majorly frustrating. But wouldn't that make HP the male equivalent of a Mary Sue? Eek.