Azkaban Daughter

by Malfoy Mouth James- MMJ

Rita is just the average first year Hogwarts girl. Except, Rita is the daughter of Sirius Black;the Azkaban prisoner. She always went by 'you don't have to be proud of your parents, but you shouldn't be ashamed of them.' Will her outlook on things change when she hears more about her father? What happens when he escapes? And will a certain orange-haired boy catch her eye?

32. I'm back! Broken computer

"Wait! Who are you gonna prank?" Fred calls after me.

I smirk, "You'll see!"

And see they will.

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"RUN!" I yelled, sprinting down the stairs. Fred and George popped up and tripped over each other, sending themselves splaying. I laughed and kept running, trying to get away from the very angry Ginny Weasley.

"YOU PRANKED OUR SISTER?!" George yelled.

"YOU GAVE THEM TO ME AND TOLD ME TO PRANK SOMEONE!" I yelled back, my face a portrait of pure horror. I jumped over Fred and kept running for the exit.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, BLACK!"

"I'M SORRYYYYY!" I yelled over my shoulder, before running into the wall on accident.

"SHIT!" I cursed, trying to pick myself up but falling over again.

"RITA RUUUN!" Fred yelled.

"I'm trying!" I wailed before their younger sister jumped me.

"Okay, okay! You can hex me, just not the hair! Please! I'm begging you." I pleaded.

She looked at me angrily for a few more moments before huffing and getting up.

"Whatever just don't do that again." She said, rolling her eyes and helping me up. I smiled at her and cocked my head.

"Truce?" She shook my hand before knocking me over.

"Truce."

It's been a week and a half, and oh my MERLIN, is that a broom shaped parcel being carried to me?!

Fred and George start laughing from across the table and I look over at them.

"What?"

"You said that outloud, love." Fred says, and something in me does a summersault. I shrug and gleefully take the package before ripping it open. I let out a very girly shriek when I see the golden Fire bolt etched into the side of it.

"Oh my Merlin..." George breathes. I grab it up in my arms and waddle run over to Potter with a large grin plastered on my face.

"Potter! POTTER!" I yell, and he looks up at me , alarmed.

"What?"

"LOOOK!" I yell, and shove the broom under his nose.

"No way!" He says, jumping up before dragging me over with him to McGonagall.

"Professor, Rita got her broom back. Can I have mine back, too?" He asks hopefully and I smile hopefully at her over his shoulder. She purses her lips and sighs.

"I s'pose, Potter. I will give it back to you after breakfast." She said, shooing us away.

"Oh this is great! I'm so excited. There's no way we could lose now!" I say. I walk back over to my spot and sit down, a silly grin on my face. The twins laugh at me and continue with their food.