𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 ⚯͛ 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤'𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫

Chapter 62 || Enraged Magic

Sirius stared at his daughter in surprise, shock or disbelief no one knows, because this was surely not the condition her last saw her in. She looked extremely weak, bags under her eyes, no sign of happiness on her face, like it used to be.

Nevertheless, he ran towards her bringing her in a warm and tight embrace. Just in an second Amelia inhaled strong essence of firewhiskey. She closed her eyes hugging back.

"I missed you"

Amelia just gave him a short look as he pulled away. You did?

"How are you?- sorry, i shouldnt ask that, i know you are not alright, look at yourself didnt you eat at all- Snive-" Sirius rambled before being interrupted his friend.

"Sirius let her breath" Remus said with a chuckle hoping to get a atleast a smile on her face, but none found.

"Sorry Amelia, come we'll have lunch soon, till the time you sit here" Sirius said quickly pulling her to sit on the couch. He noticed she hadn't even uttered a word since she arrived.

"You know Sirius Amelia loves shopping a lot, how about I take her to shopping tomorrow, or maybe today if she wants?" Remus spoke up trying to put up a conversation.

"Thats a very good idea moony, you might new things for her-" Sirius began excitedly but his daughter cut him off.

"Can I go to my room?" She asked quitely looking at Remus. Remus nodded with a smile, she stood up, Sirius felt a tinge at heart that she didnt even spare him a glance.

"But be back for the lunch in half hour" Sirius called happily as she was leaving. She gave him a short nod turning back and leaving.

She quickly reached her room, closing the door behind her and letting out an exasperated sigh, she hated getting those pitiful super happy eyes. They make her angered and as the anger rises, it turns into tears, which she dont want to shed now.

She stared in front of her to have a look of her room, it was the same as she left, nothing changed. One might appreciate Sirius for it, but she knew the real credit should go to Kreacher.

She opened her door a but to call Kreacher, who was doing his work close by and came in one voice.

"Mistress Amelia is welcome in the noble house of Black" Kreacher said bowing in a softer tone than the tone he uses on her father.

"Kreacher can you please get my stuffs here?" Amelia asked. The elf nodded and disappeared with a pop.

In less than twenty seconds all of Amelia's stuff was placed in her room. Amelia thanked Kreacher and started unpacking. As she opened the trunk a beautiful wooden box came into sight which made her heart ache again because what was inside it was very painful. Letting out a shuddered breath she decided to have a look once again inside the box.

A golden snitch, A necklace, lots of pictures, a few letter, small withered blue flowers, All of those things belonged to one person in particular.

As much as she hated to cry again and again, the tears found their way back to her eyes. She tried hard to swallow them back, but to no avail. As she held the golden snitch in hand it spread its fluttering wings.