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this chapter is a little about Sirius coming back into Icera's life after so many years and the turmoil that ensues

this is based in the summer before the twins and icera's sixth year at hogwarts, harry's fourth, but early on in that summer i don't know if this will get all the way to the World Cup or not so bare with me

CHAPTER FIVE

My dad was free, finally. I didn't know what to do. He wanted to spend all his time with me. I wasn't used to having a father. Grandpa was the closest thing I'd ever had and he always gave me space to be myself and do as I pleased.

Sirius bought a cottage edged by woods on one side and wide open plains on the other. It was perfect for when Remus wanted to come and visit because he could hide in the woods on the full moon and the plains were great for running wild and free. Dad and Cerberus both loved it.

But my home was Hogwarts and Sirius wanted to keep me by his side, watch everything I did and protect me from every little thing. He wanted me to quit the quidditch team because I might get hurt. He tried to stop me being friends with the twins.

"I don't think you should hang out with those two. They are trouble makers." "They are no worse than you and your friends were Padfoot. Yeah, in case you've forgotten I was the one who found that map the Marauders made. I found out how to make it work. You haven't been a part of my life since I was two years old. You have no right to decide who my friends are."

I was furious and not trying to hide it in the slightest. My hand itched towards my wand and I barely controlled the movement. If anyone else had spoken as Sirius was to me they would find themselves in the hospital faster then they could draw breath. He almost looked abashed. But not quite, and he didn't stop there:

"I just don't want you to get hurt; and well, those two get into an awful amount of trouble. There are more explosions with the two of them than in the middle of a war." "I thought you liked them? You always laugh at their pranks," I tried to be patient.

"They amuse me, yes; but the safety of my little girl is more important than a good laugh and they don't see that."

"I'm not a little girl anymore. Just because I proved you are innocent, just because you are free, doesn't mean you can just step in and take over like nothing ever happened."

The frustration his reentry into my life had caused bubbled to the surface, "You left me! I was alone for twelve years. I thought my father died nobly to protect his family but you weren't even there. There is no place for you in my life. Go play dad with Harry."

It was like I had slapped him. Perhaps I had gone a little overboard but the feelings and thoughts I had been repressing all this time would no longer be restrained. I had been betrayed by someone I thought I could trust. I had been daddy's girl and daddy had left.

Then the twins came in after hearing my shouting.

"Are you okay babe?" "You sounded distressed from the other side of the castle." "It's nothing; just some father/daughter fact checking. There's no need to worry." "Are you sure?" "You look pretty upset."

There was no hiding anything from my twins.

"If you boys will excuse us, we were in the middle of an important private discussion." THe indignation came back to the forefront, "That's not for you to say Sirius. Fred and George are my best friends and they came to comfort me. I won't have you running them off." "Fine. Let's just get everything out in the open, shall we?" "Please do." I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at the man before me.

"All right then; I think you are reckless. Being friends with the widely known pranksters increases your reckless behavior. I have it on good authority that you are the brains behind a lot of their stunts and victims of a lot of the others." He turned on the twins, "You two are a danger to her health and I think you should stay away from her."

"What?" "You're joking, right?" "No he's not. He has been trying to convince me that you are no good for me for the past two hours." "Sir, we're her best friends." "We would never harm her." The twins were nearly begging.

"Perhaps not intentionally but the three of you have ended up in the hospital wing more times than Madame Pomfrey cared to tell me about. One of these days you are going to get her killed."

"No offense, sir, but we've read about some of the things you and your friends did at our age in our detentions and nothing we've done is nearly as dangerous as what you did." "And that is without referencing the fact that you all turned yourselves into animals and ran with a werewolf every month." Of course I had to strengthen the argument; I was never one to sit idly by.

"I'm your father and I know what is best for you Icera." "You gave me your DNA and two years. After that you thought it was more important to get yourself locked up in Azkaban for friends that were already gone than protect your only child. You don't know me and you don't have a clue what is best for me."

Have I mentioned that I am prone to lose my temper and that I do not take kindly to people making my decisions for me? No? Well, now I have.

"I've heard stories about the three of you. Do you know that the kids say you three are together? They all think you are sleeping with both of them. No one even comes close to deserving my baby girl and you are way too young to be thinking about guys."

"I am sixteen years old. Fred and George are my best friends. If I cared what other people said or thought about me I would have given up on life a long time ago. You don't know a thing about me or my life or these men. And you know what? I am with them. Both of them are mine. And you have no say in the matter."

I turned to leave, I was done discussing this. Sirius grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him.

"Are you sleeping with them?" "Not that it is any of your business, but no." "Sir, we love Ice." "With everything we are." He turned an icy glare on my red heads and his grip tightened on my arm. "If you want to live you will stop speaking this instant."

The twins shut up but I was defiant. I ripped my arm away from his grasp, "Don't talk to them like that. They are mine forever and you are going to have to learn to live with it if you want to be in my life again. There will be no trying to control me and there will absolutely be no disrespecting the men I love or you will go to the back of my mind and I will never talk to you again. Have I made myself perfectly clear to you?"

He looked at me with admiration and longing. He looked at me with respect and resignation.

"You are just like your mother. Strong willed, stubborn, and right." I softened, "Some of those traits are yours as well. I'm also manipulative, conniving, ingenious and the biggest prankster this side of a wand." I grinned.

"I want to know you but you gave up being a father when you chose revenge over your family. You didn't even bother to see if I was dead or alive before you went after Pettigrew. If you want to be in my life you are going to have to be so by my rules. I'm too old for you to play paternal. You can't make my decisions."

I didn't have to stand up to my father again. He respected me and my decisions and eventually he grew to recognize the love between me and my twins. He hated the thought of us together, but he knew I couldn't find anyone else who loved me that much.

God that was a long time ago. Ages and ages ago.

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