Hey guys! Before I start I have to warn you that my updating of this story may be irregular. I'm experiencing some internet problems at the moment, thus my warning. Now on the the story! -NerdatHart.
I, Sirius Black am now a free man. I know, I can't believe it either. I laughed to myself but stopped and sighed at the area in front of me. Number twelve, Grimmauld place. The home I ran away from when I was fifteen. If you could call it a home at all, but it was all I have. With a bit of cleaning, I'm sure I can make the house bearable at least. It appeared to me and I went on the front steps. I froze. There were noises coming from inside the house. I drew my wand and opened the door. The noises were coming from the kitchen. I peered in the doorway. It was a girl, no older than sixteen cooking and humming to herself all the while. She had curly brown hair and olive skin. She almost reminded me of someone...almost.
"Who are you?" My voice was stern yet curious. She turned around, froze, and dropped the pan she was holding. The girl stepped forward and I pointed my wand higher. Noticing this, she stopped, cleared her throat, and spoke."They call me Luna."
And then I knew...she was mine.