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Alrighty, so this is my first go at a fanfic and I hope I don't disappoint. This story adds a character to the Wizarding World. It will stay as close to canon as possible but will have to adjust a bit to the new character. This story also shows a new side to Lupin. The main character is Sirius' daughter and Lupin's Goddaughter, which also brings me to the fact that Lupin wasn't ever homeless or alone... At least not in my story... EVERYTHING in the Wizarding world belongs to the amazing, incredible JK Rowling, except of course the character I invented. The locations, people, etc. are hers and only hers. So, here goes.
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Prologue:
On a dark and misty night, in Surrey, a baby boy was being taken to his Aunt and Uncle’s house. His parents had just been murdered by the greatest evil ever seen, and he was now an orphan. But this is not a story about Harry James Potter, The Boy Who Lived. This story takes place a few hours later, in Shell Cottage, where a baby girl was being transferred to her Godfather’s.
A tabby looking cat with squared markings shaping her eyes stood on the corner of Shell Cottage and Sandy Lane. She had been on that same corner for a little over an hour. Glancing around, she shivered once and then rested her eyes upon a deserted patch of pavement right under a lamppost. After what seemed like ten minutes, there was a flicker of movement from a nearby bush. A man in long dress-robes and a pointed wizard’s hat stepped out into the light and clicked a cigarette lighter look alike. The closest light went out. After clicking it multiple times, the whole street was completely black. In the strange looking man’s other arm was a bundle of pink blankets with the softest sound of heavy breathing. The tabby cat transformed, for a second time that night, into her “human form.”
“Good Evening, Professor Dumbledore,” stated the witch as she walked up to him, her emerald robes billowing out behind her.
“Good Evening, or shall I say morning, Professor McGonagall,” smiled the tall wizard. “Long time, no see,” he chuckled.
“Albus, is it true? Did Sirius really betray them? His best friend, Albus?”
“I’m afraid the truth is not always easily seen, Minerva. We may never know what has truly happened. But, what I do know is that Sirius was found in a street with twelve muggles dead and only a finger left of Peter Pettigrew. He has been taken to Azkaban, and Amelia, going after him, found herself in the crossfire. I don’t know if Sirius will ever be able to forgive himself for that.”
“What will happen to Emily?”
“That, Minerva, is what brings us to another neighborhood tonight. I think it will be best if we take her to her godfather’s house. I think he will want to take her.”
“First Harry and now Emily; what has the world come to?”
“Ahh, Minerva, let’s not dwell upon the unpleasant. Once again, think of what has happened. He is gone, for now at least.”
“So, you don’t think he’s gone for good?”
“Only time can tell. Shall we get her inside?” asked Dumbledore, indicating the pink bundles in his hand.
The witch nodded, and they glided down the street. As they walked, they felt the light breeze linger in the air. The smell of the ocean swirled around them, stinging their nostrils a bit. Staying on the out-skirt of the street, they rounded right before stopping in front of a white cottage with flowers outlining the walk to the door. There was a dim light through one of the upstairs’ windows. Dumbledore and McGonagall made their way to the door, then knocked three times. While they waited, Dumbledore hummed a show tune and McGonagall stared at the baby they were about to hand off. They heard footsteps echo through the house, lights flipping on as they grew louder. The footsteps stopped and a man’s eyes could be seen peeping out the curtain. After realizing whom it was, a mediocre, straggly man with wild hair and deep circles under his green eyes opened the door.
“Albus, Minerva, what brings you to my neck of the woods?” asked the man, eyeing the two. He then noticed the pink blankets. His eyes widened and he nearly choked. “No, it can’t be. There’s been a mistake. Please tell me it’s not that, anything but that. They’re not...”
Albus held up his hand. “Dear boy, we can’t afford to lose you too, please calm down, Remus. Everything will be all right. May we enter?” Albus asked.
The man named Remus motioned for them to enter. After closing the door behind them, he made his way to the living room. Minerva and Albus sat side-by-side on the long couch while Remus took the armchair opposite them. Minerva took the baby girl from Albus’ hands and rocked her gently. Remus leaned his head back against the chair; he looked ghastly. He had turned pale white and was shaking slightly. Opening his eyes, he looked over at the pink blankets where he knew his goddaughter was hiding.
“Remus, we need to talk about a few things,” stated Dumbledore softly, but sternly. Remus nodded so Dumbledore continued. “Sirius was found in the middle of a street with his wand; twelve muggles are dead, but that’s not all. Not only muggles were in that street.” Albus was staring into Remus’ eyes with a sad expression. He felt sorry for Remus Lupin; he was about to tell him that he has lost all of his best friends—James, Peter, and even Sirius in some ways. Remus nodded, as if knowing what was about to be said. “It was believed that Peter Pettigrew searched for Sirius tonight to kill him for his betrayal against James and Lily. All they found of Pettigrew was his finger. Also, Amelia; she heard that Sirius might have been in trouble. She went after him and got blasted in the crossfire. I’m so sorry, Remus, I know this is difficult for you,” Dumbledore continued.
Silence followed after Dumbledore finished. Remus had tears welling up in his eyes. He couldn’t believe it. Prongs was dead. Lily was dead. Wormtail was dead. Amelia was dead. Padfoot was in Azkaban for causing the deaths. Everything was crumbling around him. He let a few tears escape before wiping them off. McGonagall took a tissue from the inside of her robes and sniffled behind it. She, too, was crying. Remus got out of his chair and knelt down in front of Professor McGonagall, looking at his goddaughter intently. A pale pink hand dropped out of the pink bundles, and Remus reached up, putting his forefinger inside it. The little fist closed around Remus’ finger.
“Albus, what happens to Emily?” asked Remus, looking up. He searched the old man’s face.
“She doesn’t have any living grandparents, Remus. She is your goddaughter, so I thought we might give you a chance to take her. If you do not wish to take responsibility, we understand and will take her to an orphanage first thing tomorrow morning,” stated Dumbledore.
“Of course I’ll take her,” said Remus without thinking.
“She is going to be a great responsibility, Remus, are you absolutely positive?” asked Professor McGonagall.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way, Minerva,” stated Remus determinedly.
“It’s settled then. I will need you to sign a few papers, just saying that you will be her guardian and what not, and we will be on our way,” smiled Dumbledore.
Remus nodded his head and motioned for the old wizard to follow him to the kitchen to sign the papers. McGonagall stayed in the living room with the baby girl sound asleep. Flipping the lights as he went, the tabby looking man sat at the head of the table, Dumbledore sitting on his left. Dumbledore rummaged in his cloak for a second, then pulled out a long stick. With a flick of his wand, some papers, a quill, and ink appeared. Remus looked into Dumbledore’s eyes and had the feeling that he was being x-rayed; like Dumbledore could see right through him. The old wizard gave him a small smile, nodding a bit.
“Sign here and here.” Dumbledore indicated to two lines then pushed the papers towards Remus.
Remus signed the papers, and with the flick of his wand, Dumbledore made the papers once again disappear.
“Is that all?” Remus asked.
“Yes, that will be all for now. I believe the ministry is looking over Amelia’s will and then they will be in touch shortly. Now, I believe we will let you and your goddaughter get some rest. Best wishes and if you were to need anything, please don’t hesitate to send an owl.” The old wizard pushed his chair out and stood up. Walking into the other room, he stated, “Minerva, I think it may be time for us to leave and not intrude on Mr. Lupin any longer.”
Standing up, the petite witch looked over to Lupin and took half a step. Remus met her the rest of the way and took the baby girl in his hands, balancing all of her weight evenly. The tabby wizard walked his guests to the door and bid them a goodnight. He watched as the two disappeared down the dark street. Closing the blinds, Remus Lupin walked up his stairs to his bedroom, flipping lights off as he went.
Pulling out his wand with his right hand, as his left was preoccupied, he waved it. A blur of pink and green scurried around the room, and after a few seconds, the silence prevailed. Trudging over to the pink crib by his bed, he sat the pink bundles down. He pulled a green blanket, which was engraved with ‘Emily J. R. A. S. Black,’ over the side of the crib and tucked Emily into it. Sighing, he sat down on the edge of his bed. Taking off his worn out tennis shoes, he glanced at the clock. It was after 2AM. It’s been a long day, he thought. Turning the lamp by his bed off, he lay back on his pillows and fell asleep to the soft breathing of the other life that he vowed to protect.
Hello Emily. Great post. I have mixed emotions for Dumbledore now. I've always loved him, but, I can't say I do now I think. It's too much to expect a young newlywed woman to be the caretaker of the world. These things she's doing she could do in the comforts of her own home. Like superman, he lived at home, and worked, but when the call for help was given he was there. She has the Diluminator to let her know when someone needs help. Just because he worked alone, doesn't mean she has to. And George would just have to be ok with it. My only thoughts in saving Dumbledore from my wrath is that maybe he's getting her used to being away from all she loves so she won't be distracted when the time for her to get in the heavy duty stuff.
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So, she spent weeks upon weeks changing locations and traveling the country side. She spent most mornings throwing up, wishing the bug would go away, but it didn’t. At one point, she figured that since it only ever happened in the morning, when she first woke up and realized George’s arms weren’t around her, that she was just home sick, which made her physically ill. She was also incredibly bored and lonely.
But still I'm sure she has another thought that she keeps pushed in the back of her mind. Does she just assume she is late again?
Great post Emily. Know that you're doing a great job writing when you can get me all riled up against someone I love. I'll be watching for your next post.
I have mixed emotions for Dumbledore now. I've always loved him, but, I can't say I do now I think. It's too much to expect a young newlywed woman to be the caretaker of the world. These things she's doing she could do in the comforts of her own home. Like superman, he lived at home, and worked, but when the call for help was given he was there. She has the Diluminator to let her know when someone needs help. Just because he worked alone, doesn't mean she has to. And George would just have to be ok with it. My only thoughts in saving Dumbledore from my wrath is that maybe he's getting her used to being away from all she loves so she won't be distracted when the time for her to get in the heavy duty stuff.
See, I was kind of afraid of this. Do you remember when I told you guys that I changed the ending of the story? And the part I changed was her mission because I didn't think it was very believable, even though I wish I had just left it how it was now... But anyways, that's not the point. The way I had it, there was no way possible she could have done it from home. She had to leave to do that mission. And some things fell into place that were essential for later on, so when I changed the story line for the end, I still needed her to be gone so that other stuff would happen. That's why it's not even good right now. I'll be honest. I hate these posts I've been posting, just hoping that it could hurry so I could get to the main post (which is my next post).
And also, would she have really been able to communicate with Snape if she stayed home? Nobody was allowed to know that he was on the good side--it could jeopardize everything. So, George really wouldn't have been able to know about him.
But anyhoo, I hope you can cut Dumbledore some slack, since it is my fault that it is this way...
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Great post Emily. Know that you're doing a great job writing when you can get me all riled up against someone I love. I'll be watching for your next post.
Thanks, Connie!
I'll post the next part either tonight or tomorrow... It depends on how long it takes me to finish my Geology homework... :/
And I also wanted tell everybody that they should head over to the Marauder's Drabbles Competitions, if you haven't already checked it out! They have a couple of games going on and what not, including Hangman. And everyone should go vote for their favorite drabbles! The more the merrier!
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OH SHUT UP YOU LOT!
Eh well, Its only me that is coming up with theories, and it just shows how must I love Emilys story and proves I am her number one reader and how totaly addicted I am cause she's a brilliant authour
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Really, How is she meant to post a new chapter if you lot keep asking questions? No offence to Anyone
The way I see it is she'll post quicker and it shortens the time between post because we're still discussing the previous post
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Anyway, when she said A Baby, it was probably just a typing error.
Are you sure? But I guess we'll just have to wait for Emilys next post
Emily if you want me to cut down my comments please let me know ok?
Pretty Please with a cherry and sugar and whipped cream and chocolate?
Ewe, I'm a picky eater and I actually don't like cherries or whipped cream...
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OMG POST PLEASE!!!
Soon
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Eh well, Its only me that is coming up with theories, and it just shows how must I love Emilys story and proves I am her number one reader and how totaly addicted I am cause she's a brilliant authour
You crack me up, Soph. And thank you; you're too sweet
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The way I see it is she'll post quicker and it shortens the time between post because we're still discussing the previous post
I agree with you here. It does shorten the time in between and, depending on what I'm doing, I normally post quicker.
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Emily if you want me to cut down my comments please let me know ok?
You will do no such thing! I enjoy it; It gives me a good laugh.
Emily almost left in the middle of October, but when she used her Deluminator, she landed near a village. She glanced around in confusion and heard voices suddenly. Emily appeared to be standing about ten feet away from a group of six people.
Ron was in their midst—he looked like he’d been captured and everything. She saw his wand in someone else’s hands. They all looked excited to have caught him, but one of them had heard her pop. While the others started arguing about whether Ron was Stan Shunpike or not, the one stared right at her, his wand rising slowly.
“Look! There’s another one!” he said. Ron’s head snapped round as the bloke said it. His eyes went round as he saw Emily. She wasn’t hidden with different disguises today. She nodded slightly to him and he returned it.
Ron hit the one holding him in the stomach and Emily shot a body stunner at the one who had noticed her first. Ron grabbed the guy’s wand and disarmed the one holding his wand. Emily ran over to them and helped Ron up.
“Get out of here,” she whispered. He nodded slightly and Disapparated. The other two surprised Emily from behind and grabbed her wand.
“OY!” she yelled as one took hold of her wrists.
“Well, well, well, who do we have here?” asked one of the guys as the other guy helped the one she had stunned off the ground. They circled her, her wand in one of their hands.
“Let go of me!” she said firmly.
“I don’t think so… It seems you’ve been on the run, sweetheart. Why is that? Are you a Mudblood by chance?” he asked. Emily shook her head, struggling against the guy’s hold on her.
“I think you’re lying… Why else would you be on the run?”
“That’s none of your business,” she spat. Emily elbowed the guy holding her, and he doubled over in pain. She knocked out the guy with her wand, which flew a little ways to the side. She dove for it, but one of the other guys pulled a knife and stabbed her leg.
“Argh!” she cried. Emily stumbled as blood gushed down her leg. She was in too much pain that she could barely handle it. Tears flooded her eyes as she pulled the knife out of her thigh and threw it at the guy who stabbed her. The knife went through his chest and he fell backwards. Emily scooted backwards on the wet earth. Her hair was completely drenched from the pouring rain.
She finally reached her wand, but not in time. The only guy still standing had reached his wand first.
“Sectumsempra!” he yelled at her, pointing his wand at her heart. Emily felt more pain than she could ever imagine. More and more blood was leaving her body and she knew that she would die if she didn’t get out of there. She Disapparated, concentrating with all her might.
She watched the bloody scene in front of her fade away as different woods came into view. She staggered and fell over. She thought she heard her name, but wasn’t sure if she was imagining it or not. Her vision became blurry and she blacked out. The last thing that went through her mind was George’s smile.
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Hey Emily. I actually read this post earlier during school but then the period ended as I was getting to your comment.
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While the others started arguing about whether Ron was Stan Shunpike or not, the one stared right at her, his wand rising slowly.
Oh no he di'unt. Don't hurt her because A- she has to go back to Georgie at the end of this and B there is the possibility of there being more than "A baby" on the way
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Emily ran over to them and helped Ron up.
I hope Ron is ok. Does he need glomps?
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They circled her, her wand in one of their hands.
Emily! Ruuuuuuuuuuuun!
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“That’s none of your business,” she spat. Emily elbowed the guy holding her, and he doubled over in pain. She knocked out the guy with her wand, which flew a little ways to the side.
Go Emily! Go Emily! Go Emily!
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She dove for it, but one of the other guys pulled a knife and stabbed her leg.
Oh No Emily! Please pass the sick bucket. I'm terribly squeemish and go all faint at blood and guts. Eww! I'm sorry
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She Disapparated, concentrating with all her might.
Aw Hen. It's just a little too late It's ok Dr.Soph is here....Hold on I'm squeemish *faints* Don't worry. I'll get him with my mighty hacker :hack:
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The last thing that went through her mind was George’s smile.
Ahhhh!!!! Is George there! Oh pleeeeeeeeeeeease say he is! I've missed him soooooo much
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Okie dokie, let me know what you think
Terrific post. It was sad though wasn't it. But all very exciting. I can't wait for the next post!!!!!!
PAMS!
Soph x
Oh no he di'unt. Don't hurt her because A- she has to go back to Georgie at the end of this and B there is the possibility of there being more than "A baby" on the way
Well...
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Ahhhh!!!! Is George there! Oh pleeeeeeeeeeeease say he is! I've missed him soooooo much
Er, don't get your hopes up, okay?
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Terrific post. It was sad though wasn't it. But all very exciting. I can't wait for the next post!!!!!!
PAMS!
Soph x
Hello Emily. Please don't be afraid of anything I said in my last comment. It really is a great compliment when a writer can sway the feelings of the reader. And I trust your writing that you would never allow my feelings to stay guarded against Dumbledore. I know that you had to have things a certain way for the other things whatever they are down the storyline to work correctly. I'm sure my love for Dumbledore will be reinstated. And besides, it's just this one and a couple other ff's that his reputation is in jeopardy. Breath easy, your story is a great success, and you know I love it.
[QUOTE]“Well, well, well, who do we have here?” asked one of the guys as the other guy helped the one she had stunned off the ground. They circled her, her wand in one of their hands.[QUOTE]Go ahead punk, make her day.
Emily! That battle was breathtaking! I held my breath through the whole thing! Oh my goodness! I can't say anything, really I'm speechless.
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She watched the bloody scene in front of her fade away as different woods came into view. She staggered and fell over. She thought she heard her name, but wasn’t sure if she was imagining it or not. Her vision became blurry and she blacked out. The last thing that went through her mind was George’s smile.
Oh please Emily! Is she in safe hands? So, she's in the woods. I can't think where she might be. Was the name said in question like someone thought she was Emily? Or was the name said in surprise like she WAS recognized, but, couldn't believe she was there. OK, I have a theory, and I'll not reveal it to anyone to save my embarrassment if I'm wrong.
Outstanding post Emily. Can't wait for your next.
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Is there a baba on the way????
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for the other things whatever they are down the storyline to work correctly. I'm sure my love for Dumbledore will be reinstated. And besides, it's just this one and a couple other ff's that his reputation is in jeopardy. 
Breath easy, your story is a great success, and you know I love it.
Oh please Emily! Is she in safe hands?
So, she's in the woods. 
I can't think where she might be. Was the name said in question like someone thought she was Emily? Or was the name said in surprise like she WAS recognized, but, couldn't believe she was there. OK, I have a theory, and I'll not reveal it to anyone to save my embarrassment if I'm wrong.
