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Mira SeverusSirius Black-Snape
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"Ara. Ara."
"'Mione! That's not the way to wake someone up!"
"Then how do you suggest we do it?"
"Like this."
A jet of cold water hit her. "Gah!" she slapped the source of the water and went back to sleep.
"Ara, you better bloody wake up or Ron will eat your share of bacon." Ara sat bolt up and saw the smiling faces of her friends, Ginny and Hermione. She noticed that she slept in the fort she and her friends made.
"Well, come on!" Ginny said. Ara sleepily followed the two to the kitchen.
The air was filled with the smells of bacon, eggs, toast, sausages and all the breakfast foods that you could possibly imagine. Ara's stomach grumbled and she sat down and ate some bacon.
"You eat just like Ron!" Hermione said. "Are you sure you two aren't lost twins or something?"
"I don't know 'Mione." Ara said, her voice sort of muffled from all the food in her mouth. "Ask my dad. I only learned that I had a family yesterday."
The door opened and Harry walked in. He looked sleepy, as if he was up all night, thinking about something.
"Hello there, sleepy head." Ron said, some food spluttering out from his mouth.
Harry groaned in reply and started eating a sausage. Ara knew it had something to do with Mr. Weasley.
"Godbrother of mine, may I have a conversation with you in the drawing room?" Ara asked.
"Uhm…sure." He said and they both went up to the olive coloured room with the Black Family Tree on the wall.
"I know what you're thinking about." Ara said.
"No you don't." Harry said darkly.
"You think that it's your fault that Mr. Weasley got attacked, and you're wondering why Dumbledore won't talk to you." Ara finished with a take in of breath.
"How could you possibly know that?" Harry asked in amazement.
"It was in the Order meeting." She lied.
"Oh. W-well." He said awkwardly. Certainly someone would feel awkward if a group of people talked about you for three hours.
"It's not your fault. Trust me. Everything will get better." Ara said putting a consoling hand on his shoulder.
"How?" Harry asked, outraged. "The Ministry doesn't believe me. Umbridge is ruling over Hogwarts and my scar keeps burning."
Ara remembered in one of J.K. Rowling's interviews that Harry sort of cracked in his fifth year. Since Ara was ordered to protect Harry, she saw the need to console him too.
"Harry, I promise you that the Ministry will believe you. Umbitch-" Harry laughed at this. "-will be swept away by centaurs and your scar, your scar's hurting because Mouldyshorts is having mood swings."
Harry looked at her, amazed. "How do you know all that?"
"Seer, remember?" Ara said. She took his glasses and put them on. "'Broaden your minds my children! See into the future!'"
They both laughed at her imitation of Professor Trelawney and stopped when they saw Sirius in the doorway. He was leaning, watching the two as if they were an interesting show on the telly.
"Well, it's nice to see my daughter and godson getting along, but we need to take you to Diagon Alley to get your school things." He said.
"Oh! Could I get a broom?" Ara asked. Even muggle Quidditch couldn't replace the real thing. Whacking balls at people was better if you did it in the air.
Sirius barked in laughter. "Of course! Harry, you could go too. Tonks will be here to bring you."
Ara beamed. She was going to the real Diagon Alley, get a real wand, and meet Tonks.
"What time are we leaving?" Ara asked.
Sirius looked at his watchless wrist and looked up at her. "Now." He said and changed into Snuffles.
"Oh dad! Can you teach me how to be an Animagus?" Ara asked.
Snuffled transformed to Sirius and gave her a big hug. "I've raised you well, Ara."
"Yeah. I've really treasured those years we've spent together." Ara replied sarcastically.
They ended up laughing. "Okay. I'll teach you, but you have to promise that you will use your powers for mischief and marauding."
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." She said, her right hand raised.
"Good. After you get your things, I'll teach you." Ara beamed at her father.
There was a doorbell and loud shrieks were heard from down the hall.
"FILTH! IN THE HOUSE OF MY FATHERS! BLOOD TRAITORS, MUDBLOODS AND HALF-BLOODS!"
"Ara, pull the curtains over your grandmother while I get the door." Sirius said.
Ara walked to the end of the hall and saw her grandmother, Walburga Black. She looked older than a seventy-five year-old even if she did die at the age of sixty. Her hair was all white. Her face was full of wrinkle and she had numerous eye bags under her eyes.
"Oh look! It's my granddaughter." She said smiling sadistically. "Tell me, are you like your father? Are you in Gryffindor?"
Ara glared at the portrait. "Of course I'm like my father and I am a proud Gryffindor."
Her grandmother shrieked in rage. "THAT FILTHY BLOOD TRAITOR GIVING BIRTH TO ANOTHER BLOOD TRAITOR! HOW DARE HE!"
"Oh shut up, you old hag." Ara said and closed the curtains. There was silence. She let go and the shrieking recommenced.
"Damn you, woman!" Ara yelled at her grandmother and pulled the curtains shut.
"Wotcher Ara." Said a cheerful voice from behind.
Ara turned and saw a girl. She was older, but only by a few years. She had spiky bubblegum pink hair and wore a black shirt with the words 'Green Day' on them.
"Oh! You like Green Day too?" Ara asked.
"Of course! They're on of my favorite bands!" Tonks said. "Anyway, I'm Tonks, your second cousin and fellow member of the Order of the Phoenix."
The two talked for a while until Sirius called them.
"ARA, TONKS! GET MOVING!"
"OKAY SIRIUS!" Tonks yelled in reply. "DON'T GET YOUR WAND IN A KNOT!"
The two walked to the kitchen and found Harry and Snuffles waiting for them.
"You're going too, dad?" Ara asked.
Snuffled barked in reply and they all Flooed to the Leaky Cauldron. Ara fell flat on her face then looked to see a large dining hall with customers talking away with their companions, eating food or drinking. Waiters were going around, serving the customers their orders. It was such a warm and happy place.
"Need a hand?" Harry asked, stretching out his hand.
"Thanks Harry." She said, brushed the slate of her clothes and walked to the chilly courtyard in behind the pub.
Tonks tapped the third brick up and second across, three times. A whole in the wall grew bigger and bigger until it was able to fit a person. Behind it was a massive crowd. The group walked through the wall and Ara gasped. It looked just like the one in the movie. To her left was Eyelops Owl Emporium. To her right was Quality Quidditch Supplies and at the far end was a shinning white building with the word 'Gringots'
"Crap. This is way better then the Wizarding World in Florida." She muttered.
They walked up to Gringots. The inside was creepy yet beautiful at the same time in Ara's opinion. The ceiling was high with a large chandelier in the middle. The light from the chandelier wasn't even that bright so most of the light came from the high circular windows. To the left, there were goblins, writing on parchment and worked with candle light. They walked up to the nearest goblin.
"Miss Black wants to make a withdrawal." said Tonks.
"Key." said the goblin, lazily. Somehow, the goblin reminded her of Squidward from Spongebob Squarepants.
"Okay. Follow me." he said and walked up to a cart where another goblin was sitting in.
"This is Griphook. He'll show you to the vault." said the Squidward the goblin and went back to his place.
The group entered the cart and they were off. The cart ride was just like a roller coaster. There were swift turns and steep descends. After five minutes of turning and descending, Ara saw a waterfall.
"Will dad withstand that waterfall?" Ara asked Tonks.
"Yeah! The magic's in his blood. It would just be like taking a shower." Tonks said offhandedly.
They passed the waterfall. It was ice cold but they were immediately dried by Tonks' drying spell. They reached the Black family vault. On top of the door was a large '2' in gold.
"Who's vault one?" Harry asked.
"The descendants of Merlin." Tonks said.
Harry and Ara stared at the largest door in the area in the end of the hall. It had a large '1' on top of the door and there were two dragons standing guard outside.
"Where are the dragons here?" Asked Harry.
"They're inside. The Black vault is much larger inside." said Griphook then he turned to Ara. "We will need some blood to get in."
Ara raised an eyebrow. Who ever thought of that was stupid. She gave in. Griphook took out a small dagger an put a small cut on Ara's forefinger.
"Touch the door handle, it will open." said Griphook.
Ara did as she was told and touched the door handle. It glowed blue for a second then opened. The group followed Griphook inside. The vault was huge. It was about three stories high and as wide as a normal sized house. The whole vault was filled with galleons. There were not much sickles and knuts. In the corner of the room was a large black dragon. It was glaring at the group with it's scarlet red eyes.
"What do we do with that?" asked Tonks.
"Miss Black has to order the dragon to stay in the corner. It would only take orders from a Black who is not forced into getting into the vault, to prevent robbery."
Ara walked to the dragon and stared at it's gigantic red eyeballs and sang:
"Hey dragon, you don't gotta do this-" she stopped when the dragon snorted. "Gosh. Aren't you a perky one? Anyway, stay in the corner, Mister Dragon or I'll tell your mother!" she wagged a finger at the large creature.
The dragon stepped back and bowed it's head. After they got the money, they went back to Diagon Alley and started shopping. For the next hour, the group bought Ara's school things. In Flourish and Blots, Ara bought a copy of Quidditch Through the Ages and Tales of Beedle the Bard.
"Why would you want a children's story book?" Tonks asked.
"I'll need it in the future." She said, placing it in the bag.
They went to Quality Quidditch Supplies. It was filled with shelf of Quaffles, Bludgers and Snitches. There were gloves for each position and all the other gear. Ara ran to the brooms and stared at the shiny Firebolt in the podium. She looked at Tonks and Harry who were laughing.
"Can I get this?" she asked eagerly.
Tonks looked into the coin purse and smiled. "Just enough."
"Yes!" Ara said. They exited the store with Ara's new Firebolt in hand.
"I can't wait to try this out!" she said.
"Wait! We need your wand." Harry said.
"Oh yeah!" she said and they headed to Olivanders'
The shop was small. The walls were lined with shelves filled with boxes. Harry rang the bell and Mr. Olivander came out from behind one of the shelves. He looked old, about seventy. His hair was all white and he had wrinkles in his face. His eyes were warm and welcoming.
"Ah. I was wondering when you would've came, Miss Black." He said to Ara.
"Nice to see you too, Mr. Olivander!" Ara said.
Mr. Olivander did the measuring then went back and brought out a box. He opened it and gave her a shiny black wand.
"Phoenix feather and rosewood, twelve and a half inches." He said.
Ara took it and gave it a wave. Harry was knocked back and he hit the door. Ara laughed. "I like this wand."
Tonks was laughing and Snuffles was wagging his tail. Ara helped Harry up after giving back the wand.
"Sorry 'bout that." Ara said.
"It's okay. I broke a vase on my first wand." He said.
Thirty wands later, Ara started doubting she was a witch, but it was impossible! Dumbledore explained that she was a witch. Her name was written along side with Harry, Ron and Hermione's, but why wouldn't a wand choose her.
"Those wands are picky little gits." She said.
Mr. Olivander brought out another box with a gleaming brown wand in it.
"Hazel and dragon tail, twelve and a half inches, slightly springy." He said and handed it to her.
Ara took it and a wave of warmth filled her body. She smiled and pointed it at Harry.
"Expeliarmus!" she said and Harry's wand flew out of his hand and to tht top of the nearest shelf.
"Show off." Harry said jokingly.
Tonks paid Mr. Olivander seven galleons and they all apparated back to Grimmauld Place where they all had a warm and delicious dinner made by Mrs. Weasley.
"I still can't believe you got a Firebolt." Said Ron.
"Yeah. If you were in the team, we would win!" Fred said.
Fred paused then looked to his left, no one was there. "That's weird. George usually backs me up."
"He's in the drawing room." Harry said. "Caressing the broom."
"See you later, mates." Said Fred and went up to the drawing room, leaving all the kids laughing.
A/N: Told you it would be up soon! I hope you liked it! Reviews make me happy