Ch.3
A week later Andrea stood outside Grimmauld Place with Lupin, Charlie, Hermione, Harry and Ron. "Now tell me again why we're the only ones who can see this place?" Andrea asked quizzically.
"There are all kinds of spells surrounding this building. A lot of them were placed by the Black family themselves and then other extra spells were placed here by Dumbledore. It is unplotable and anyone who wishes to bring harm to anyone in the Order cannot find it." Lupin replied.
"What of this Snape character? Since he was in the Order before and is now on Voldermort's side—can he still access this place?"
Lupin shook his head. "New spells have been placed here so that when he gets near it his mind goes all, crazy, and he decides to look somewhere else."
"Yeah, I imagine he's tried to get back in and is getting frustrated that he cannot—that slimy, no good git!" Ron muttered.
"Um, maybe we should go in now?" Hermione said quietly. "People are beginning to stare at us."
"Hermione's right—come on let's get inside. I'm pretty sure Mum is having a fit and ready for us to be back." Charlie said.
"Yeah, I wouldn't be surprised if she has everyone over." Ron sighed as he followed his older brother. Charlie entered the house first followed by Ron, Andrea, Harry, Hermione and then Lupin.
"Pretty…" Andrea began but she was cut off by a loud screech.
"FILTHY, DIRTY TRAITORS! FILTHY MUDBLOODS IN MY MOST NOBLE HOUSE OF BLACK! OUT WITH YOU FILTHY BEASTS!"
"What in the name of Satan's dominion is that?" Andrea yelled over the noise.
"That would be Mrs. Black, Sirius's mum." Harry replied coolly.
"But I thought you said that she was dead."
"She is—it's her portrait making that entire racket!" Hermione exclaimed. "We can't seem to get it off the wall. We believe that there's permanent sticking glue on the back so nobody can remove it."
"Dears! You're back!" A woman with red hair exclaimed as she hugged each of them. "You must be Andrea, it is good to see you girl. Let me introduce you to everyone else." She pulled Andrea into the kitchen where many other people sat.
"I really don't need you to…"
"Alright this is my husband, Arthur Weasley, my daughter Ginny, my son Bill and his wife Fleur, this is Alastor Moody, Tonks, and Minerva McGonagall. Oh, and I am Molly Weasley." Molly breezed through the introductions.
"Uh, hello everyone—I'm Andrea Sparks."
"Hmmm, you look very familiar my dear." McGonagall said as she stood up.
Andrea grinned and looked over her shoulder at Lupin. "Do you want to tell them or should I?"
"Um, everyone—Jennifer asked for our help because there's something about Andrea that she doesn't what the Dark Lord to find out about." Lupin began and everyone looked at him. "Andrea is the Dark Lord's daughter."
They all sat there in shock and then the whole room erupted into chaos. "Are you kiddin' me?" Bill exclaimed.
"Are you sure?" Alastor added.
"How on earth did that happen?" Arthur asked.
Andrea sat back and watched as they all turned to each other. The portrait was still screeching its nonsense. "THAT'S ENOUGH!" 'Andrea finally yelled and they all looked at he in surprise. "That woman's screeching is driving me completely and utterly insane! Where is it? I'm going to put a stop to this!" She stomped out of the room and everyone else followed.
"Andrea, we have tried and tried and we still cannot get her to be quiet or get her portrait off of the wall." Mrs. Weasley said.
"We'll see about that." Andrea muttered as she pulled the drape that covered the portrait away.
"FILTHY, DIRTY PURE-BLOODS! CONSORTING WITH THE FILTHY MUDBLOODS! OH HOW YOU DISHONOR MY MOST NOBLE…." The portrait stopped its ranting when she saw Andrea standing under her. "MY GOOD LORD, WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO YOU TO MAKE YOU LOOK SO?"
"She must think that Andrea is the Dark Lord." Tonks whispered.
Andrea rolled her eyes. "I'm going to get this thing off the wall even if it's the last thing I do." She looked behind the portrait and as she began to examine it she began to hum. The portrait reverted back to her screeching and Andrea scowled. "That's quite enough from you." She waived her hand slightly and the screeching stopped.
Everyone watched in astonishment as the portrait lady tried to yell, but no sound came out of her mouth. "How…how did you do zat?" Fleur asked.
"Do what?" Andrea peeked out from behind the portrait. "Oh, I don't know—I just can." She shrugged and went back to work. "Ah ha! There we go!" She exclaimed.
Suddenly the portrait began to fall and as everyone dived their hands inside their pockets to retrieve their wands it stopped. "Oh no you don't you naughty portrait." Andrea stepped out form behind it and smiled. "See—that wasn't so hard now was it?"
They all just continued to stare at her with their mouths hanging open. "I assume there's an attic in this place?" When they still did not answer Andrea grinned at them. "Don't worry; I can get the portrait up there myself. Come along you nasty portrait."
"She es remarkable." Fleur said softly when Andrea was gone. "How could she 'ave done that on her own?"
"It's not how she did it on her own—it's how she did it at all. Nobody I know, even Dumbledore, could get that off the wall." McGonagall replied.
x.x…X…x.x
The kitchen was crowded with everyone that had been there earlier that day when Andrea arrived. However, Andrea was upstairs still and perhaps this was a good thing because suddenly Fred and George Weasley appeared in the kitchen.
"Mum, corking to see you!" Fred bowed deeply as he took Mrs. Weasley's hand in his.
"Yes, absolutely corking." George nodded.
"Boys behave alright? I don't want you scaring away our new guest."
"Oh yes. The girl that Charlie and Lupin went to find. So, which room is she staying in? We would like to…"
"Pop in and say hello."
Molly shook her head. "No, I'm not telling you which room she's staying in. You think I'm going to let you frighten the poor girl?"
"Frighten me?" Andrea said from the doorway and they all jumped in surprise. "It is very hard for people to frighten me. You should see the people I hung out with back home."
"Very glad to meet you." Fred exclaimed as he ran over to her, grasped her hand and shook it.
"Yes, very glad." George grasped her other hand and shook it.
They both stopped and listened. "Hey what happened…." George began.
"To that awful portrait?" Fred finished.
"It's not screeching its bloody head off." They both said.
"Well, Andrea got it down." Mrs. Weasley said. "Isn't it wonderful? She made it quiet and then she got it off the wall. It is now stored up in the attic."
"Whoa! You really got that old hag off the wall?" Fred said in awe. "That is simply amazing."
"Yeah—nobody…"
"Has ever been able to that before." Andrea finished for him. "I've heard that already." She sighed and sat done in a chair. "So, what do we do now? I'm getting kind of bored just sitting around doing nothing."
"We have to make a plan. If and when Voldermort finds out about you he's going to do all within his power to get you." Alastor said.
"Yeah, well he can sit on it and rotate for all I care." Andrea exclaimed as she looked up at the ceiling. I will not be stuck in the house all damn day." She looked up at all of them. "I absolutely refuse."
"But we can't risk you walking around outside and him finding you!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed. "You're mother asked us to protect you and protect you we shall."
"Uh huh. Alright you can protect me in anyway you want, but I'm not staying in this house a moment longer. I need fresh air." Andrea stood up and stretched. "Besides how would he recognize me like this?" She snapped her fingers and suddenly her appearance changed. Instead of long, black hair she now had short, red hair that cupped her chin and emerald eyes. "Better?"
"Oh my God." Tonks whispered. "You're like me! You can change your appearance!" She jumped up and down excitedly. "Now I'm no longer alone!"
"Yeah, I'm going for a walk now. Who's coming with me?" Andrea looked around at all of them but they remained quiet. "Fine, be that way cowards."
"Wait, I'll go!" Tonks ran up to her. "This is so cool!"
"I'll go too." Charlie said.
"And us." Hermione, Harry and Ron said together.
"Oh, don't leave us out!" Fred said as George nodded.
"Wonderful." Andrea clapped her hands. "Let's get going before it becomes too late." The adults listened as they others walked down the hall. "Now I'm going to take you to a place that will get all of your hearts pumping."
"Are you sure we should just let them go like that?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "They're just kids."
"It's alright Molly dear. Charlie is with them and he knows what to do if anything bad should happen."
"Yeah and that girl, Andrea, seems to have a lot of powers." Alastor growled. "I say we let them be and make a plan. She's not going to stay a secret from Voldermort for long."