Hello all! Thanks to all of you who reviewed on the last chapter. I'm so glad that everyone is liking this story so far.

Oh, and just a reminder for you guys: Narcissa and Bellatrix aren't sisters in this story so Arra and Draco aren't related. A few people mentioned that in the reviews and I just wanted to bring it up again as a reminder. I think it was in the A/N for the 2nd chapter but some people may have forgotten since then.

Without further delay, here is Chapter 14! Enjoy!

I don't own HP

"Harry!" Arra shouted as she ran after him down the snow covered street.

He shook his head and walked away faster.

As soon as the adults had left the Three Broomsticks, Harry had quickly left the bar in a huff, with the other three chasing after him. Ron and Hermione had stopped a while ago though, as they had realized that this conversation was between Arra and Harry.

"Harry!" She yelled again as he turned into the woods towards the shrieking shack.

He picked up his pace once again. At this point, Arra was frustrated with him, and so she broke into a sprint and before Harry could turn around and register what was happening, she had tackled him to the ground.

"Arra! Get off of me!" He yelled as he tried to free himself from her body which was pressing down on his, pinning him to the ground.

She eventually managed to get him on his back and placed her knees on the ground on either side of his waist. Once he realized that he was stuck, he gave up and looked at her balefully.

"What is your problem?" She shouted at him.

He didn't answer.

She grabbed his shoulders and shook him. "Answer me, Harry!"

"Did you know?" He scowled.

"What?" She asked with surprise.

"Did you know?" He asked again, this time louder and with a ruder tone.

"What do you mean 'Did I know'?"

"About that." He said gesturing to the direction of the Three Broomsticks, from where they just came.

"About what they were talking about?"

"Yes." He answered shortly.

Arra bit her lip. She knew that if she told Harry the truth, he would be furious with her. And she couldn't very well tell him about her father's innocence.

"Well?" He asked expectantly.

She looked down and lowered her voice. "I didn't want you to find out this way."

"So you lied to me." He growled.

"No I didn't lie to you." She said defiantly as she got up off of him and started pacing through the snow. "I just…didn't tell you the truth." She said matter of factly.

Harry gaped at her. "That's the same thing."

"Well what was I supposed to do? Just come up to you one day and say, 'Oh hey Harry. Guess what? You know how your parents are dead? Yeah, that's my dad's fault. And here's something else to bust your buttons, our parents were best friends!'" She said sarcastically. "Would you have preferred that?"

Harry's face softened a bit. "Well…no. I wouldn't have preferred that. But you still could have told me! I mean, I would have rather heard it from you than from the Minister of Magic while hiding under a table!" He yelled.

"I thought you would be angry. Obviously I was right." She said gesturing to him and his mad mood.

"Well I am." He said as he returned his hard eyes to hers. They stared at each other, both unwilling to give in.

"So what? Are you just going to blame me for what my father did? That's not fair, Harry. And you know it." She scolded.

"I don't know what to do." He said honestly.

Arra blinked in surprise for she had no other reaction. After about a minute, Arra said, "Uh, it's getting dark. We should get back to the castle before someone notices we're gone." Harry only nodded and began to walk back towards Honeydukes.

She stayed where she was and sighed as she saw him walk away. She didn't particularly feel like walking back next to him when they were fighting. Come to think of it, she didn't really want to be anywhere near him. She glanced at the sky and noticed that she would have at least an hour before she would have to go back to school. She looked in the direction of where Harry had gone and saw his tiny form far away from her. He obviously hadn't noticed that she wasn't following and she figured he wouldn't really care anyways. And so she began to walk in the opposite way.

She didn't even really know where she was going after a while, she just kept walking. Soon enough, the shrieking shack came into view and she admired it from afar. It was a very old building, but she had never been anywhere near it. She had wanted to on multiple occasions, but Ron was deathly afraid of it, but wouldn't admit it. He said that it was infested with poisonous spiders, and that a certain death would befall anyone who entered. She laughed to herself at Ron's crazy ideas when she suddenly heard a twig snap behind her.

For some reason, she didn't have to turn around to see who it was. She just knew. "What are you doing here?" She asked without averting her gaze from the shrieking shack.

"Admiring the scenery." Said a husky male voice from behind her.

She smirked. "Hell of a lot better than the stone walls in Azkaban, isn't it?"

"Is that any way to talk to your father, whom you haven't seen in 12 years?" He asked as Arra turned to face Sirius Black.

"Why are you here?" Her voice held no surprise. Just merely an interrogating tone.

"I wanted to see my daughter. Is that a crime?" Sirius asked as he strolled around and closer to her.

"For you, everything is a crime." She smirked with a serious tone.

He nodded in agreement. "True. But I trust you not to turn me into Fudge. Word on the street is that you hate him almost as much as I do."

She stared at him as her gaze hardened into a warning glare. "How do you know I won't turn you in?"

He walked towards her until he was standing next to her and they both looked over at the Shrieking Shack. "I think that deep down in your heart, you'll find that the bonds of family are stronger than any crime. And that no matter what, you love your father, no matter how many people he has killed."

She gave him a knowing look. "Lupin told you that I know, didn't he?" She asked plainly.

"Yeah." He answered simply as a small smile crossed both of their lips.

They stood in silence for a while as Arra assessed what was happening in her head. After believing he was a murderer for so long and then finding out the truth, this was not how she expected their first meeting to go. She figured that there wouldn't have been so much joking. Probably more hugging and crying and all that jazz would have been present. But then again, Arra had never been one of those sensitive girls who sobbed over everything or fawned over men like Gilderoy Lockhart or someone along those lines. In other words, she wasn't Hermione. "So, now what?" She asked after a few minutes of silence.

"What, now what?" He asked with surprise.

"How does this," she gestured to themselves, "work? Do I just have to pretend that my dad is a murderer for the rest of my life while you're on the run? Or am I going on the run with you? Or are we going to try and fix all of this?" She asked quickly while she stared at him with questioning eyes.

He took a deep breath and let it out before answering. "Well, I know that I will die before I go back to Azkaban again. And now that you know the truth, I don't want to cut you out of my life anymore. So I suppose our only option is to fix it."

"I hate to break it to you, but I think that's going to be a lot harder than you think." Arra replied.

"Eh, I've done more dangerous tasks than this before. How bad can it be?" He answered with a toothy grin.

"Well it's not like you can just bust into Hogwarts and hunt around for Pettigrew. I trust you recall what happened last time?" She said reminding him of Halloween.

"Trust me, I won't be trying that anytime soon." He said. "But that's where you come in." He said a bit quieter as he looked away from her.

"Huh?" She asked incredulously.

"Well it's like you said! I can't just break in and search for him! I need and inside man! Er--woman! I mean--girl!" He corrected himself at the last bit.

"Excuse me? How the hell am I supposed to find one stinking rat inside all of Hogwarts?!" She yelled gesturing towards the castle, which could be seen over the tops of the trees.

"It's the one without a toe!" He said excitedly, thinking that he was helping.

She glared at him. "There have got to be million rats within those walls. Am I supposed to pick them all up and examine their feet?"

He thought for a moment. "Well I suppose you don't have to do it exactly like that, but I'm sure you'll come up with a system to do it."

"Yeah, ok." She said sarcastically.

"You don't have to, you know." He said seriously now. "I mean, not if you don't want to."

She turned to look at him. "Of course I want to. I want you to be free. I want us to be a family. I want to be just like it used to be." She said with a stern face.

He smiled softly and suddenly a voice was heard somewhere in the distance. "Arra!" It yelled with worry.

"Oh!" Arra said as she realized who it was. "That's Harry. I completely forgot that I left him." She said with a small laugh, then frowned. "It's been kind of a long time. To be honest, I'm a bit hurt it took him this long to notice the fact that I wasn't there!"

Sirius laughed. "Well, I better get going then." He said and then looked at the ground a bit awkwardly. Arra did the same, for neither of them really knew how to bring their meeting to a close. Sirius then slowly lifted his arms, as if waiting for a hug. Arra giggled a bit and hugged him back. "It's good to see you again, Arra." Sirius said seriously.

They broke apart. "You too…dad." She said awkwardly. They parted ways before Arra suddenly turned back. "Hey!" He turned to look at her. "Before we meet again, you might want to take a bath or something. You kind of reek." She said honestly.

Sirius laughed. "Brutally honest. You truly are my daughter."

She laughed as well. Harry's voice was heard again in the distance and Arra looked back at Sirius once again--he was gone. All that remained were some dog shaped footprints leading off into the distance.

"Arra!" She heard Harry's voice again as she whipped her head around just in time to see his figure come running towards her. He skidded to a stop in front of her and threw his arms around her. Arra, taken aback, just stood there blankly. "I was almost to Honeydukes when I noticed you weren't there and then I freaked out and I couldn't find you so I came running back to you and I'm sorry Arra!" He blurted out quickly.

Arra stared at him with wide eyes. So he's not mad at me anymore? She thought to herself. She looked at his form, which was still clinging to her and smirked as an evil plan formed itself in her head. "Well you should be sorry!" She yelled suddenly as she formed a fake scowl on her face.

"I am. I'm sorry." He pleaded with her again.

"I could have died, Harry!" She said with a serious voice while trying her best not to laugh.

"I know!" He said as he let go of her and looked at her with an apologetic face. "I was just so angry I didn't even think to look back for you."

She kept her face straight and gave him a look as if to say 'go on'.

"I don't know what I would have done if anything would have happened to you. I would never forgive myself." He continued.

Arra sighed. "Well I don't know how I can forgive you for leaving me in the forest by myself." She stressed each word trying to make him feel as guilty as possible. "I mean, that's SO much worse than what I did! I only didn't tell you about our parents friendship because I didn't want to hurt you. And then you leave me in the forest to get back at me!" She explained.

"About that. I'm sorry. I overreacted to that and I shouldn't have gotten angry with you. I know now that you only did that to spare my feelings." He said truthfully. "And I didn't mean to leave you in the forest. I thought you were with me. I'm sorry. Can you forgive me?"

Arra sighed again. "I guess so."

Harry smiled. And wrapped his arms around her again. Arra blushed. "Ok, let's go back up to school. And this time, actually come with me." He said as he turned to walk back to school.

Arra began to follow him as she muttered quietly to herself, "I can't believe that actually worked." And she laughed as she jogged to catch up with her friend.

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A few days later, the four friends were sitting in the common room, each absorbed in their own thoughts. Ron was struggling with a particularly challenging essay that was due the next day he had procrastinated on. Harry was looking through an old photo album, no doubt the one Hagrid had given him. Hermione was shooting Ron silent glares due to the fact that he asked Hermione to write his essay for him. Again.

Arra was twirling a strand of hair through her fingers like she often did when she was thinking intensely. Since she had seen her father again in the forest, she had become nervous about almost everything, like she was his partner in crime. Every time her name was called out in class, she jumped in surprise, as if the professor had known about her secret. Whenever she heard a shriek from somewhere in the castle (usually from a frightened first year who had just discovered a ghost or some friends playing together and screaming happily) her heart momentarily stopped because she feared he had been sighted. Her sleep had been cut back severely, due to her frequent nightmares. And to top it all off, she had absolutely no lead on Pettigrew, whatsoever!

She had tried to find something, but she wasn't receiving any help. They knew for sure that he was in Hogwarts, so her father was no help. And she and Lupin had discussed the matter a few days ago.

"Why?!" Arra whined as she sat in Lupin's office.

"Because you are the only one that can." Lupin answered calmly.

"You could look for that stupid rat too! It would be easier with two people anyways."

"Arra, I can't just walk around the school in my spare time looking for a him in the cellars and the other rat-infested places in the school! What if someone were to find me? How would I respond to them?" Lupin said.

Arra thought about it for a moment. "Tell them that rat's are excellent targets for a new defense spell you're teaching us!"

"Besides, even if I did find Wormtail, he would know what was going on, and he would escape. You have to be the one who catches him. He doesn't know that you know the truth."

"Just 'Avada Kedavra' his ass on the spot and it would make our lives a whole lot easier!" She explained.

He glared at her. "No." He said flatly. "We all have our portions that we need to finish in order for your father to be free. I have mine, and you have yours."

Arra huffed, crossed her arms across her chest and scowled at him. "I want to trade." She muttered and Lupin laughed at her.

She had gone down to the cellars a few times looking for him, but she had had no luck. She checked inside any tiny cracks or holes that he could have crawled in that she came across. One day she saw one run into a tiny crevice and she waited outside it for almost 3 hours in order to check him for 'lack of toe' as Lupin said. It felt like she had checked every rat in the school and still hadn't found him. She felt useless.

She sighed again and shifted her position in the armchair. From the couch, she heard Ron growl at his paper in frustration.

"See, this is what happens when you procrastinate, Ronald!" Hermione said from her spot on the couch next to him.

"Hermione! I really don't need a lecture right now!" Ron fought back.

"Fine then. I was going to offer my help, but obviously you don't want it." Hermione said as she turned her nose up in the opposite direction.

Ron's facial expression and attitude changed at once. "Really?" He asked. "Oh, please, Hermione! I really need your help!"

Hermione agreed and she began to correct his essay for him. Arra caught Harry's eye and he gestured to Ron and Hermione, who were bickering again, and rolled his eyes. Arra giggled and, playing along with Harry's game, pretended to strangle and imaginary person (most likely Ron or Hermione) in midair. Harry had to hold his hand over his mouth to stop from laughing out loud. He then proceeded to form his hand into a gun shape and fire in their direction. Arra couldn't help it anymore and laughed loudly, causing Harry to join in.

Hermione sighed with frustration. "What's so funny?"

They tried to regain their composure before Harry answered, "Nothing. Nothing at all. Carry on." He said as he waved her away. Arra laughed again.

"Oh!" Ron suddenly said. And he quickly ran upstairs. They all stared after him in confusion. Ron often times just did things without telling people first.

"So, how are all of your classes going Hermione?" Arra asked to try and get rid of the awkward silence.

Hermione's mood brightened immediately, "Oh they're great! I especially love Arithmancy! It's--"

A loud scream cut Hermione off from upstairs and they all turned to see Ron, sprinting down the stairs, clutching something in his hand.

"LOOK!" He yelled at Hermione.

"Ron, what--?"

"YOUR BLOODY CAT FINALLY GOT HIM!" He yelled and dropped something on the table. They were long cat hairs.

"Ron," Hermione started but Ron screamed again.

"STUPID CROOKSHANKS FINALLY GOT SCABBERS!"

Arra gasped and her eyes widened with realization. How could she be so stupid?! There was one rat in Hogwarts she hadn't checked yet. And he had been right under her nose the whole time.

YAY SIRIUS! I'm so glad he's finally in the story now. He's one of my favorite characters and I was itching to introduce him.

Hope you all loved it. Be sure to review! Today, for reviewing, I will give you cheesecake! YUMMM!