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Sirius' Thoughts

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'Mr Black. How may I help you? A sugary sweet voice simpered as she almost slavered over the handsome brunette in front of her. For once, Sirius made no comment, and his face made no grimace.

'First, I wish to thank you for seeing me Madame Umbridge.' Umbridge waved it away, 'As you know, a contract was drawn up between Mr Lupin and myself regarding my taking part guardianship of our daughter. I took it to be signed by Amaya, after Mr Lupin and I had signed it, and Remus tore it up.' Umbridge gasped. 'I was wondering whether I could still take the part guardianship.' But his hopes were dashed by Umbridge's shake of her head. He felt his shoulders slump.

Sirius looked up when Umbridge's stubby, ringed fingers patted his long slender ones. Her face was twisted by a sly smile.

'If it was proven that Amaya was in danger whilst in Mr Lupin's care, you could take full guardianship by adopting Amaya as your own.' Sirius gaped. 'I understand that she was recently admitted to St Mungo's. We would hate for another such incident to befall the poor child at the hands of the…half breed.' She gave a cruel laugh. 'Who knows what his viciousness could lead to next time.'

Could I do it? Could I take Amaya from Remus? He could still see her. And she would be safer. Looking up into Umbridge's expectant, greedy face he agreed. Her smile grew impossibly wider as she explained the procedure.

'I still can't believe you gave into him.' Amaya said as she dusted the pictures furiously.

'I was worried for you. If you had been hurt, seriously hurt, or if I had turned you, I would never have forgiven myself.' Remus countered as he brought in tea and a large slab of chocolate.

'Oh come on Papa, I am already a werewolf of sorts.' Remus winced, 'You can't become a werewolf twice can you.'

'But still, I could hurt you again.'

Amaya sighed with impatience. 'The wolf wanted his mate. I was stupid enough to stop you, when Sirius leaves, that won't happen again.' Remus poured the tea, and snapped the chocolate into two, giving the larger piece to Amaya.

'You know, he really isn't that bad a person.' Amaya snorted derisively

'Yeah, apart from doubting you, and then beating you up.'

'Will you please drop it? He won't bother us anymore. Now drink your tea.' Yet Remus was proven wrong by the sight of Sirius marching down the drive followed by Umbridge. His cup fell from his nervous hands to smash in a puddle of tea and fragmented china on the floor. Startled, Amaya looked up to gasp at the people that her Papa was admitting to the house.

'I want you to leave.' Remus stood at the door which led to the living room, to Amaya.'

'Not without Amaya.' Sirius face was grim.

'GET OUT!' Remus had his wand pointed his wand at Sirius' chest. I told you that you would never have her. I meant it. She is my daughter, Sirius. Mine. Now LEAVE!' Umbridge watched both men. Eyes narrowed and calculating.

'As you wish Mr Lupin.' Sirius, mouth open to bite out a cutting retort, gaped at the witch in amazement. 'I apologise for wasting your time. Come along Mr. Black' Less than five minutes since they had entered the house, they left again.

'What the hell was that all about?' Sirius hissed 'I thought you were going to help me get Amaya.'

'I know, but I could see that he wasn't going to give her to you. And the time you would have wasted arguing, is time I need to clear my next actions.' Sirius sighed in annoyance. Then looked at her sharply.

'What actions? Why do you have to clear them?'

'You'll see Mr. Black. You'll see.'

An Owl swept past a silent street, hunting for its prey. In the witching hour, when all were abed, it was unseen by all except for eight silent silhouettes that were creeping into a house, up the stairs and into the room of one softly sleeping girl. Covers kicked off due to the heat, Amaya was clad only in a cream silk slip that had been rucked up to her hips by her sleepy tossings and turnings. One of the younger Aurors gave a soft wolf-whistle, but was silenced by Sirius' glare and Amaya's sleepy murmur as she stretched eyes half opening as her back arched before settling back down into the mattress, Her hair fanned out on the pillow like a multi-toned halo, one strand of honey tinged ebony, brushing her cheek as she breathed. Sirius, gently laid a blanket over her, and covered her mouth with his hand.

Amaya woke with a start, and her eyes bulged as she tried to scream, but her terrified wails for her Papa were absorbed by Sirius' cool hand. Together with James, he picked her up, and carried her downstairs. Amaya flailed, flicking and kicking her legs out with whipcord strength sending James into the wails twice. Her punching arms were held close by the remaining and five Aurors, and they made their way down the stairs led by Umbridge.

Sirius stumbled on a step. His hand was dislodged, giving Amaya sufficient leeway to bite him hard. Cursing, he yanked his hand away, giving Amaya the chance to scream. PAPA! PAPA HELP. PLEASE HELP. THEY'RE TAKING ME. PAPA!' she shrieked lustily, and was rewarded by the sound of footsteps running along the landing.

'Quickly, lets get her out of here.' James said urgently to Sirius who was sucking on his hand. But Amaya, now she knew help was coming, fought all the harder.

'STUPEFY.' A thread of red light raced through the dark to collide with an Auror's chest. Sirius flung Amaya over his shoulder and ran out of the open door, ignoring the fists that pummelled his back. A kick to the groin though had him doubled over, and Amaya fell to the floor with a thud that knocked all of the air out of her.

Scrambling up, she threw herself into the open arms of Remus. Clinging to him, she murmured repeatedly 'I don't want to go. I don't want to go.'

'Remus Lupin, you are ordered to release that girl.' Umbridge's voice sounded loud in the air.

'No. She is my daughter. My daughter.'

'Custody of her now belongs to Sirius Black. You may see Amaya at his discretion. Now hand her over.'

'Never.'

A young Auror, thinking to promote himself, stole behind the pair, and tried to break Remus' hold on Amaya, and was rewarded by a punch to the throat. The man fell, clutching at his neck while he gurgled for breath. Remus watched him in horror. James, knelt, and fixed his windpipe.

'Remus Lupin. I herby arrest you for the attempted murder…

'No.' Remus cried.

'…of Auror Smith…'

'No, Papa.'

'…You will be taken to a Ministry Holding cell where you will await your trial by the Wizengamot.' Umbridge's tone was heavy with smug triumph. 'Auror Potter, seize him.' James stepped forward. 'I'm so sorry.' He whispered.

Amaya wailed as she was prised out of Remus' arms. Huge tears began running down her face. She tried to run back to her papa, but was caught by the blanket that had tangled round her legs. Sirius broke her fall, by catching her round the waist. Sobs shaking her frame, she held Remus' hand in hers in a fierce grip, but as she was dragged away, the distance became too great, and their hands were wrenched apart. Hand still outstretched, reaching for her beloved Papa, Sirius apparated them away.

They landed in a spacious bedroom that had been decorated in rose and cream, in obvious anticipation of her arrival. Sirius touched Amaya's shoulder gently. She ran to the open window, and using the rough brick work and her own lupine agility, she clambered onto the roof. And screamed at the rising sun.


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