Mischief Managed

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I go up to my room and change into my pajamas then come back downstairs to see Molly and Arthur with photo albums and a box. I sit on the couch in between them and Molly hands me the photo album first. I open up the album to see pictures of my mom with 4 boys. 

"Who are these boys?"

"James Potter, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew.....and Sirius Black." I looked at Molly and Arthur.

"Why did you pause before Sirius Black?"

"Because dear, Sirius Black is your father." My eyes go wide. I look down at the picture and smile.

"That's my dad?" They both nod. I continue looking through the photos of my mom and dad through their years at Hogwarts and when I'm done Arthur hands me a box. I open the box and see letters. I pick up one and I open it.

My sweet Mirabella,

I hope you are doing alright. I feel so sad that I won't be able to see you grow up. I hope you are living your best life and you're safe. I know you have a good family to take care of you when I'm gone. I love you so much and I'm so sorry to leave you so soon.  Stay strong darling.

Love always, 

Mum

I started crying and smiling. I look over her handwriting and follow the quill strokes with my pointer finger. I look in the box and see letters between my mum and dad while they were at Hogwarts. I close up the box and pick up the photo albums and see all the pictures of mum and dad dancing and smiling. I start tearing up even more watching the pictures move with them. I look up at Molly and Arthur and I see they don't look happy.

"Is there something you're not telling me?"

"Dear, your father went to Azkaban for murder. He will never be out." My face instantly drops.

"Did he actually do it?"

"We're not sure dear, all the evidence says he did. But the night it happened he had you and was searching for Harry."

"Why was he searching for Harry?"

"Well, after James and Lily were killed, Sirius felt it was only right that he took Harry and took care of him. But Dumbledore had taken Harry to the Dursleys by then." I looked down at the photos in my lap and started crying again. My dad was taken from me and now I won't be able to ever see him unless it's in a photo.

"Dear, those albums and letters are yours to keep. Your parents would have wanted you to take them." I clutch them to my chest and nod. Molly and Arthur rub my shoulders and kiss my head. 

"We're here if you need anything deary." I silently thank them and the get up and head to bed while I stay up all night reading the letters and looking through the pictures.