Carly blinked her eyes open, she had not realised she'd closed them in the first place. She was aware first of all that she was not in her own room at Grimmauld place, and that she was definitely not in her own bed. She tried to move her head to looked around, and found to her annoyance that she could not move, and yet there was nothing holding her own.
"Stay still." It was not the voice she had heard in the corridor, in fact it was a very different voice, it was softer, manlier, a voice she loved, it was her dad, he appeared hovering above her. "Hey kiddo."
"What happened?" Carly asked him.
"You don't remember?" Sirius asked her.
"I remember Draco; he came and helped us…" Carly murmured, she seemed confused. "Where is he now?"
Sirius looked down at his daughter, for regardless of her blood that what she was, he wanted to tell her, but he never wanted her to hurt over anything, and he really couldn't be the reason for that, and yet he knew lying was out of the question.
"We don't know."
There were talks, but Carly had the feeling they were not serious, the only one who really seemed to have any true concern for the welfare of Draco was Dumbledore, but he could not bring the same feeling within his group.
"We'll find him Carly, I promise you we'll find him." Dumbledore had said to her, but Carly was not sure if that meant dead or alive.
"Will you please stop worrying about the Malfoy Kid?" Sirius asked her as they sat down together for dinner.
"No dad, I won't!" Carly said, glaring at the man before her. "I won't just stop worrying about the Malfoy kid, because he's just a kid. Ok, he is well out of his depths with absolutely no one out there on his side, and y'know what, I was him just a year ago, I was the one who was well out of their depth, I was the one with no one to turn to. Even now I struggle, and you! You just want me to forget all of that!"
"Carly-"
"NO!" Carly yelled, not caring that everyone else in the room was staring at her with a slight look of shock. "I am who I am, and it is what happened to me before that made me. It's the same for Draco but you refuse to see it like that, why?"
"because you're not the same!" Sirius argued, trying to stop Carly from storming away form him, she was still in pain after the attack, and he didn't want her stressing, but he didn't know how to calm her down.
"WE ARE!" Carly screamed, slamming the kitchen door open.
"Sirius!" Molly called after the man who almost ran out after his daughter.
"She's a teenage girl, who is very confused and very lonely. Will you please just sit down, and leave it to me to talk to her." Molly instructed, going after Carly, and leaving Sirius behind. He looked so upset as he fell back onto his chair.
"Look Sirius, every teenage girl will throw her tantrums." Tonks said, for the first time referring to Carly without a hint of malice. "Get used to it."