I know, Baylee is lucky. And Rylee get's on with his Uncle. If you look closely, you'll see how Baylee is like Sirius Black. Older of the two, battles with family, has a younger sibling who is the star...

Think about it.

'You'll have to catch me first!' I called and dashed off, slipping left, right and centre in my slippers.
Remus, his shoes having grip, caught up to me easily.
'You caught me then.' I said as he carried me back inside.
'It was only a mater of time.' said Remus, putting me in a chair.
I peeked at the calendar.
'Oooo! Only 5 day's till christmas!' I said.
'You believe in Santa?' asked Remus.
'If he does exist, he obviously likes my brother more then me.' I said, remembering quite clearing waking up to find a stocking on the end of Rylee's bed, and not on mine.
'Well, maybe this year, he'll change his mind.' said Remus.
That Christmas Eve, I snuck down. I opened my hand to revel a ball of glowing multi-coloured light.
'Do your work.' I whispered and it left my hand, zooming all over the house. I snuck upstairs and slipped back into my bed. That morning,when I awoke, I heard Remus go downstairs, and gasp. I smiled and moved my foot, and felt something heavy. Something that hadn't been there last night. I sat up, pulled the thing up, and found it to be a stocking, in red. I ran my hand up and down, feeling the knobby packages, and getting that bubbly excitement in me. I pull out the parcels, and unwrapped them. I found a pot of colour changing ink, a new quill, a red-and-gold-covered journal with blank pages inside, a bar of chocolate, hair clips, a red nail varnish and small hard box. Unwrapping it, I found a black box, holding a necklace with a stone of deep red. Putting it on, I felt a smile creep on my face. This was the best christmas I'd ever had.

Rodolphus sat in his cell. Why did he ever join the Death-Eaters? If he hadn't, he would be free, with his daughter, his son. He was only sane because he didn't do it. He stood to the side. He was innocent. Still, when Bella got out, Baylee better be carful. Bella had heard about everything.
'She will pay.' growled Bella.
'Bella! The hat chooses. Not Baylee. Give her some slack.' said Rodolphus.
'And she left her Aunt's!' exclaimed Bella.
'To be with Remus Lupin! He's her god-father!' Rodolphus said.
A man looked up at the mention of Remus.
'Remus has a god-daughter?' said Sirius Black in a rough, scratchy voice.
'Yes. Baylee.' said Rodolphus.
'Baylee. What she done?' asked Sirius, both of them completely blanking Bellatrix.
Sirius had always liked Baylee.
'Same as you did. Got sorted into Gryfindor, let her home.' said Rodolphus with a wiry smile.

I sat at the table, looking at the feast that Dobby had made.
'Rylee? Aren't you hungry?" called my Aunt.
'Not particularly.' I said, pushing my plate away.
'Would Master like some Christmas pudding?" squeaked Dobby from around my navel.
'Maybe later Dobby.' I sat, patting the elf on the head.
'Why? Have you spoken to Baylee? Do you know where she is?' questioned Uncle immediately.
'The Wizengamot strikes again.' I said and left.
I was sick of this. I strode to my room, and threw myself on my bed.
'Uncle giving you a rough time?" asked a voice,