Cassiopeia Black, daughter of Sirius Black, she embodies her father's confidence and mischievous spirit while showcasing exceptional intelligence that even rivals that of Hermione Granger.
As a young witch facing the tumultuous times of a world on...
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"Dad"
Cassie stood frozen staring at her dad until a hand wrapped around her wrist to pull her back. She looked down at Ron, seeing the concern in his eyes she whispered "I'm okay."
"If you want to kill Harry, you'll have to kill us too!" Hermione yelled as she stood in front of Harry.
"No. Only one will die tonight." Sirius said, taking a few steps forward.
Cassie stepped away from Ron to lean against the old piano in the middle of the room. "This isn't a great start I must say." She commented, seeing the look shared between her dad and Harry
"Then it'll be you!" Harry pushed Hermione to the side before tackling him to the ground. He pulled his wand out, pointing it in his face causing Sirius to chuckle.
"Are you going to kill me, Harry?" He questioned. The sight of her father grinning and laughing caused Cassie to laugh. Harry shot her a glare, before turning back to Sirius.
"Expelliarmus!" The door burst open, revealing Remus. Harry's wand flew from his hand, landing next to him. Harry stumbled back towards Hermione and Ron as Cass lifted herself to sit on the piano, keeping an eye on Harry as she did.
"Well, well, Sirius. Looking rather ragged, aren't we? Finally, the flesh reflects the madness within."
"Well, you'd know all about the madness within, wouldn't you Remus?" Remus reached out to help Sirius up, pulling him into a hug..
"Despite the location and situation, it's quite a nice reunion." Hermione and Harry glared at her as Ron quietly laughed.
J: I agree, the location could be better
L: Shut up!
"I found him"
"I know."
"It's him."
"I understand."
"Let's kill him!"
"No! I trusted you!" Hermione yelled, her face full of anger. "And all this time, you've been his friend. He's a werewolf! That's why he's been missing classes."
"Him being a werewolf has nothing to do with this, Hermione. Be careful what your next words are." Cassie snapped.
"How long have you known?" Remus asked, looking between Hermione and Cassie.
"Since Professor Snape set the essay."
"Well Hermione. You really are the brightest witch of your age. Much like someone else I know." He stepped forward, sending Cassie a small smile.
