"Isabelle, it's time to get up…dinner," says Sirius gently shaking me.
"Of course," I groan getting to my feet thankful my head is no longer throbbing.
I make my way over to the door and pull it open allowing Sirius to walk through before shutting it behind myself.
Down in the basement Mrs. Weasley has hung a scarlet banner over the heavily laden table, which reads Congratulations Ron and Hermione – New Prefects.
"I thought we'd have a little party, not a sit-down dinner," she announces as Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Ginny, Sirius and I enter the room. "Your father and Bill are on their way, Ron, I've sent them owls and they're thrilled." She adds on, beaming with pride.
Lupin, Tonks, and Kingsley are already in the room and Mad-Eye stumbles in a few minutes after.
"Oh, Alastar, I am glad you're here," says Mrs. Weasley placing yet another plate of food on the already over flowing table. "We've wanted to ask you for ages – could you have a look in the writing desk in the drawing room and tell us what's inside? We haven't wanted to open it just incase it's something really nasty."
"Is you head better?" questions Harry handing me a butter beer.
"A bit," I reply. "How are you Harry, truthfully?"
"I'm ready to go back, seeing Sirius is great but I belong at Hogwarts." answers Harry, taking a drink for his mug.
Before I am able to reply Mr. Weasley and Bill enter, followed by an odd looking man cloaked in a lumpy overcoat.
"Well, I think a toast is in order," announces Mr. Weasley after everyone had gotten a drink, thus pulling my attention away from the strange man. "To Ron and Hermione, the new Gryffindor prefects!"
Ron and Hermione beam as everyone drinks to them and then applauds.
"I was never a prefect myself," Tonks announces from behind Harry and I as everyone moves toward the table to help themselves to food. "My Head of House said I lacked certain necessary qualities."
"Like what?" asks Ginny picking up a baked potato.
"Like the ability to behave myself," replies Tonks.
Sirius lets out his usual bark-like laugh before replying, "No one would make me a prefect. I spent too much time in detention with James. Lupin was the good boy, he got the badge."
"I think Dumbledore might have hoped that I would be able to exercise some control over my best friends," explains Lupin. "I need scarcely say that I failed dismally."
"No one can control Sirius…he too much of a free spirit, and there's the fact that he just doesn't listen," I state receiving laughter form everyone in the room.
"The other night Sirius said you had good marks and are exceptionally clever, Isabelle, so why weren't you made a prefect?" Harry questions.
"She's much too clever for her own good…gets herself into trouble more times than not," Sirius answers not allowing me to speak.
"Thank you, Sirius, but I am perfectly capable of answering Harry myself," I state indignantly.
Sirius shrugs turning his attention back to the food on his plate.
"Tonks, can I have a word?" I ask looking to where she stands next to Lupin.
"Sure," she responds moving to join me in the corner.
"I think Harry deserves to know about Sirius and I but Sirius refuses to tell him…don't you think Harry should know…I mean you think it's an important matter don't you?" I spout rather quickly.
"What?" Tonks replies confused.
"Sirius won't tell Harry about what I told you in my letter at the beginning of the summer," I whisper.
"Make him mad," says Tonks shoving a piece of bread roll into her mouth.
"Explain," I answer unable to grasp what Tonks is getting at.
"Just try it," she remarks before walking away from me.
"Sirius, I talked to Severus today…he told me he thinks you're a coward to hide up in that room all day with your bird," I announce.
"Well that's spectacular for Mr. Snape," Sirius replies not looking up from his plate.
"And Hermione thinks you're touched in the head," I continue.
"I never…" Hermione starts but I cut her off.
"And…and I over heard some members the other day saying that you where better off in Azkaban because that's where the nutters belong," I state.
"Isabelle Jo Black! I do not care what other's say about me…you as my daughter should stand up for me, instead of telling me what others have said!" Sirius explodes.
"Black?" Harry questions. "You're Sirius' daughter?"
I hold my index finger up, turning my attention to Sirius, "Snape didn't say you where a coward, Hermione most definitely doesn't think you are touched in the head and Sirius, you know me…if members of the Order where bad mouthing you I'd confront them. I said all those things so you'd get mad…thanks Tonks," I remark with a smile.
"You did all that so Harry could know?" questions Sirius giving me a rather stern look.
"He deserved to know that you're my father," I answer turning towards Harry.
"Wait, Isabelle, does that mean your dating a member of your family?" George asks.
"No, George, my dad's his godfather…that makes me…nothing. Well, his god – sister but that technically doesn't count," I reply rolling my eyes.
"Who's your mum?" questions Harry.
"Bel…" I start but quickly catch myself after a stern look from Sirius. "I don't know, I lived with her for a while before she sent me to live with a wizard family. I only met Sirius after he got out of Azkaban…he's also much too clever for his own good as well," I announce.
"Well this is a bit of a surprise," Ginny remarks.
I let out a laugh before turning once again to face Harry, "Surprise!" I exclaim.
In return Harry starts laughing; he is soon joined by Sirius, Lupin, Tonks, Moody, Ron, Ginny, Fred, George, and Bill.
"This is absolutely absurd," Hermione states an annoyed look set upon her face.
"Lighten up Hermione…if you don't you'll go grey before you even reach thirty," I answer before sitting down at the table next to my dad.
After a few minutes the party returned to normal, people breaking off into groups, talking amongst themselves.
"…getting really out of hand, and you're so good-looking, it would look much better shorter, wouldn't it, Harry?" Mrs. Weasley questions about Bill's hair, catching Harry off guard.
"Oh- I dunno –" says Harry before getting up and moving to join Fred and George in the corner.
"I think it looks just fine," I state smiling at Bill.
"Thank you. So you're really Sirius' daughter?" Bill responds.
"Yup, and proud to be a member of The Most Ancient and Honorable House of Black," I answer with a slight laugh.
"You look like him," state Bill.
"Yeah, you…you really think so? Most people I've met who actually know who both my mum and my dad are say I look more like my mum, but I've never really thought so" I state looking towards Sirius.
"You look like him," responds Bill before getting up to get more food.
I smile over at Mrs. Weasley before getting up to join Harry, who is now standing alone in the corner.
"I'm sorry you had to find out like that, Harry," I whisper standing behind him.
"What?" questions Harry, turning around to face me.
"About Sirius being my dad. Sorry it had to come out that way. I wanted him to tell you, but he's just a bit stubborn…he refused," I explain.
"It's alright. It's just a bit odd," replies Harry with a laugh.
"I suppose. Well, I'm a bit tired, so I think I'll retire for the night. Good night Harry," I answer before slipping out the door and up the stairs.
Within seconds of my head touching the pillow my eyes grow heavy…I soon fall asleep.