Ophelia Black is the daughter of notorious killer Sirius Black. Ophelia's mother Portia Black (a veela) died with her friends Lily and James Potter and so did Ophelia... atleats that's what the world thought.
Follow along with Ophelia as she ventur...
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After Draco was taken to the hospital wing we were dismissed to go to our other classes. Once we were done with those, I went down to the dungeon area to go see Snape in his potion's classroom.
I make my way to the door and knock to see if he is in there.
"Hello?"
"Come in."
I entered the potions classroom and there he was, sitting at his desk waiting for me, not only that, but Dumbledore was also there, which only meant that this was going to be horrible.
"Hello Ophelia, how has your first day back at Hogwarts treated you?" Dumbledore asked in his usual kind voice. He was obviously trying to defuse the tension before beginning to talk about what we came here to talk about.
"It's been ok, Professor." I answer him with a small smile.
"Good. That's very good. Now Ophelia, Severus tells me you've found out about your mother, correct? Portia Emilov. "
"Yes, well at first I wasn't sure it was actually her but then - wait a minute..." I look at Dumbledore. "You knew too? Did all of you know and never tell me?!"
"Yes, we all knew but we found it best to keep your parentage a secret from you." Snape answered with zero emotions.
"A secret? Why? Why couldn't I know about my parents? Is it because Portia is a veela? And that would make me a half-breed? I don't understand why I couldn't know about them, what wrong could there possibly be!" I was starting to get heated. All I could feel was anger that two of the first people I ever trusted in my life had been lying to me. And not only them but Minerva and Hagrid too. My first-ever family all lied to me.
"Ophelia, you must understand. At first, we did not want to tell you because you still had hope that they'd come back to get you and at such a young age you needed that type of hope, and we could not take that away from you."
"So, my parents are dead?" They nodded
"And you guys were too afraid to tell me that, so I had to live my life wondering about who my parents were?! If they were alive or dead if they were good or bad?! I couldn't know any of that because of hope?! That hope I had of them being alive and coming back to get me hurt me every day they didn't show up. That hope did nothing but disappoint me day after day."
"Your parents, they were good people Ophelia, you can be sure of that." Dumbledore said.
"Your mother was an outstanding person and an exemplary witch, your father on the other hand is a-"
"Severus!" Dumbledore cut him off before he continued.
"Wait. You- you said is..."
"What?" Snape asked annoyed.
"You said my father IS, present tense as if he were still alive!" I back away from the two and look at them. "Is my father alive...?" Tears were now starting to brim my eyes.
