Celeste Angel Black was the only daughter of Sirius Black. Since she was a pure blood, her father's family was willing to care for her when he wouldn't. Celeste was raised by Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy for most of her life. She didn't really know he...
Celeste decided that she was going to the Order meeting with Lupin and Oliver. She was not going to let her father be the reason she chose against helping save the world. She could easily ignore the man if she really wanted to. He wasn't her main concern of attention, so she could give less of a damn what he did with his life.
As Celeste was getting ready to go to Grimmauld place with Oliver and Lupin, she began to look through all of her clothes. She wanted to go to the meeting looking like a queen. She wanted to prove that she had her own money, she had a happy life now, and she didn't need anyone in it to make her happy.
"Should I wear this?" She asked Oliver, causing him to shake his head.
"I wouldn't wear a dress at the first Order meeting. You need to get an idea of how the meetings will go, to see if you should even consider wearing a dress." He replied, and she nodded.
She began to scrounge deeper into her closet, before she chose them perfect outfit. A smirk played on her lips, knowing Oliver would really like the top she had chosen.
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"Merlin's beard, Angel, you need to change right now." Oliver said, causing Celeste to furrow her eyebrows.
"Why? What's wrong with it?" She asked, making him gulp.
"I—you look too bloody good to be seen by anyone else. I don't know if it's the heels or the top, but I can't—I can barely contain myself." He replied, making her smirk.
"It's both, probably, but don't worry, Oli, I've got the perfect corset set aside for only your eyes to see." She said, causing a shiver to run down his spine.
"Not that top?" He asked,"'Cause that top makes your tits look amazing." He commented, causing her to laugh.
"No, not this one. You can take this one off me later too though," She replied,"I just wanted to look good to prove that I'm doing fine without anyone's help, I'm good looking, I'm fit, and I've got the perfect, quidditch playing, sexy boyfriend taking care of me." She added, placing a kiss on his cheek.
"I am definitely taking that off you later." He practically growled, causing her belly to fill with butterflies.
Celeste and Oliver soon joined Lupin in the kitchen, and after making sure they were all ready, Lupin had them aparate to an area near Grimmauld place. Once they were somewhere close, the four had to walk the rest of the way. As soon as they were stood outside, and Celeste watched number twelve Grimmauld place appear before her eyes, she grabbed Oliver's hand and squeezed it.
"You've got this, Angel," Oliver whispered in her ear,"and if you need help, I'm always by your side." He added, and she nodded silently.
"C'mon, let's go before anyone spots us." Lupin said, as he lead the couple into Grimmauld place.
Celeste felt her heart begin to beat fast in her chest, which she knew was because of her nerves. She didn't want to see her father, but she was about to see him anyway. Years of pent up anger and rage towards her father was going to try and come to the surface, and she was going to have to try and shove it down. She was going to have to bottle it up like she always did, but this time it was because she didn't want the entire Order to hear their dirty laundry.
"Oh Celeste, you look beautiful darling." Mrs. Weasley gushed, as she hugged the girl close.
"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley." Celeste replied, giving the woman a smile.
Fred, George, and Ron were stood near the top of the stairs, their eyes wide as they stared at the girl. She looked absolutely fantastic, and they couldn't stop themselves from staring for a bit.
"Merlin's balls." The three murmured in unison, when she turned around and they got full view of her chest.
"You three are disgusting." Ginny said, as she pushed them away from the stairs.
"She does look gorgeous." Hermione commented, and Ginny nodded.
"I agree, but this lot doesn't need to gawk at her. It's horrible." Ginny replied, causing Hermione to nod in agreement.
"The others will be arriving shortly," Mrs. Weasley commented,"You three sit down, and I'll fix you some tea." She added, as she ushered them towards the table.
The house wasn't immaculate like Celeste had believed her grandmother would've had it, but it had been years since the woman died, so it could've easily just become dilapidated if the house elf didn't take care of it. Celeste wondered where the house elf could've been, considering she knew all pureblood families had house elves, especially the purebloods that were into the darker form of magic.
She remembered her Uncle Regulus telling her how much his parents idolized the Dark Lord. He seemed to hate the dark wizard, but he was stuck as a Death Eater because of his parents. That was one thing Celeste definitely blamed her father for. If Sirius had stayed, or if he at least would've taken Regulus with him, than her uncle would've never ended up as a Death Eater, and he would've never died because of the Dark Lord.
Celeste blamed her uncle's death on her father, and that was one thing she'd never forgive him for. She missed her uncle dearly, and every day she would wish that he was still alive, but he was gone and Sirius was the cause, or one of the causes.
Celeste walked towards the table to grab a seat, when she heard walking down the stairs. She believed it was one of the twins, or one of the other Weasley children, but when she looked up and seen her father, her heart almost stopped. In that moment, she wanted to run, but at the same time, she wanted to whip out her wand and hex him. Obviously, she did neither, but she really, really wanted to do something...
