Author's Note: I don't own this character or book, its been my idea since 7th grade. Ive been trying too write it but of a dismay Is'm just nots sure. Its about Cassidy being brought up in Wool's Orphanage, and she is Sirius Black's daughter. Which means she will be Harry Potter's friend. Set in Fifth book.
Chapter One: Prologue
In a rush of footsteps a lady in a jacket with a scarf wrapped around her head, stepped up onto the ledge of Wool's Orphanage. Leaving a note and a bundle by the door step. She used the latch, one, two and three. She quickly stared bleakly at the door. With a very sad stern placed up on her cheek. She perched one last look before leaving.
A baby wailed through out the night, it poured and poured. The made swiftly answered the door. In the most shockingly report she guided the baby up into her arms. Watching as the letter fell too the watered floor.
In the child's care she placed, the baby down. But not before humming it too sleep. She layered the baby with blankets, wrapped warmly around her. Slowly drifting away from the child, she turned off the light and went outside.
Glancing up amongst a sheet of things, she threw her pillow at her roommate Abigail Wholse. Who was sleeping tenderly. "Ouch!" Like that's going to hurt she thought. She grinned playfully. Checking her closet for her uniform. While stripping off her night gown and placing on tshirt and jeans for the day. She rubbed Abigail's shoulder.
"Mmmmhh," she spoke. Fluttering her eyes a bit.
"Breakfast will be down in a few!"
"Not gonna lie about that treatment."
After finishing her chores, she checked her watch. It was 9:30. Time for school. She was 15. Questionably. She was an orphan, no parent. No adult in her life. She was just there. As time flew by she finished courses for the summer, she worked on her projects during school then jobs. As a cashier she worked briefly. Tidying up blankets and working amongst make up.
She got a call from her headmistress and owner of Wools orphanage. She plagiarized what events might happen. She rushed quickly passed the younger ones. Then made it too her office.
"Yes? Mrs. Wuthermore?" She knocked on the door.