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father!Sirius Black x reader

WARNING THIS ONE WILL HURT YOU LIKE A BITCH. I WAS HURTING WHILE WRITING IT.

I lightly knock and peek into the room where I could actually hear voices. I had just barely arrived at number 12 Grimmauld Place after I had a small encounter with the Knight Bus. Thought I was a stranded witch? Boo you.

"Mrs. Weasley? Remus?" I say quietly, not realizing that about ten other people were in the room. I stand in an awkward shock (am I the only one who does this?) As they all stare at me until I'm suddenly cut off from my trance as a man with dark wavy hair stands up from his chair, looking at me with a look that was a mix of being relived, happy, and shocked, until Remus blocked my view and closed the door behind him.

"(Y/n)! Wonderful to see you again. I didn't think you would be getting here until tomorrow?" Remus says, seeming to stand very close to the door; almost so that I didn't try to get in.

"Oh, um, mother and father kinda put me out for a few day. Well when I say mother and father-"

"You mean your father as your mother sat silent?"

I give an airy chuckle. "Yeah." I shuffle my feet a bit and look up to Remus "Draco didn't seem to care though. Well, he kinda argued with dad about it, but dad just told him to be quiet and help me pack my trunk and get (owls name) into (his/her) cage. Nothing new."

"What happened this time?" he ask, clearly curious and concerned.

"I was owling Harry...they saw (o/n) fly out of my window. I got kicked out because we were talking about Voldemort being back..."

"(Y/n) that is a very dangerous thing to be talking about by owl or even at all... you and Harry should be more careful. Understood?" I nod my head. "Well, welcome and I'm very glad to see you again. Hermione and Ron are upstairs. You'll probably hear them." (NOT IN THAT WAY YOU DIRTY MINDED FREAKS. Don't worry I'm one of them)

I smile and begin to drag my trunk up stairs with (o/n)'s cage in my other hand.

I begin to reach the top floor and I can automatically hear Hermione's unmistakable scolding towards Ron. "Ronald, she'll be here in the morning! We have to get her bed ready!" I creak the door open and see Hermione trying to get a grey sheet over the mattress cover and a deep red duvet folded on the ground next to her. Two pillows are in Ron's arms as he holds them to his chest, looking slightly worried for Hermione's humanity.

"Hermione, calm down, Kreature can just do it any-"

"Of course not! Absolutely not! S.P.E.W. Ronald! Don't forget-" Hermione notices my presence in the opening of the room. "(Y/n)." she smiles and stands up straight. Ron turns around and smiles towards me.

"(Y/n)." he breathes out.

"Ron, Hermione. Fancy seeing you two again, I suppose." I joke, walking into the room.

Ron is the first to hug me and then Hermione. "Harry should be getting here tomorrow night, if you're wondering." Hermione states, going back to what's supposed to be my bed.

"Need help?" I go over to her and help lay on the sheet and duvet and then let Ron put the pillows on.

"Great, so I need to know; that was The Order of the Phoenix down there, right?" I question, heaving my trunk onto the bed. I let (o/n) out of (his/her) cage.

"Yes. They have these meetings quite a bit. It's scary actually, how much they're in there. Sirius will try to come and talk to us every once-in-a-while." she says, going over to her own bee next to mine as Ron goes to his on the opposite side of the room.

"Sirius?" I ask, confused. "Sirius Black? The one you helped escape from his death sentence? When I was sick and I couldn't come? That Sirius Black?"

"Yes, that Sirius Black. He's here right now. He's heard so much about you from the adults. He seems thrilled to meet you."

"Wow... really? He wants to meet me?"

"Why wouldn't I?" a voice comes from the open door. We all look and I see the man with wavy hair.

"You're Sirius Black? You-"

"Look a bit healthier than my shots from Azkaban? Yes, that tends to happen."

"Yeah. So you wanted to meet me?"

"Of course, why don't we chat in a different room?"

¤TIMESKIP TO THE BATTLE IN THE DEPARTMENT OF MYSTERIES¤

"Remus? Tonks? Sirius!" I shout, seeing them all sprint into the room. "No! Get out of here!"

They obviously don't listen and begin to ward off the deatheaters. I shake my head, trying to clear it and begin to do the same.

I'm suddenly shoved to the ground and my wand skids a few feet away. I try to get up and reach for it, but someone steps on my back, not too hard, but just enough so that I can't get up.

"My, my. You've grown over the months, (y/n)." an all too familiar voice drawls.

"Lucius." I spit.

"Father, to you." he snarls in his current monotone voice.

"Father? Bullshit!" I gasp, trying my hardest to get myself off the ground.

"(Y/N)! STUPEFY!" I hear Sirius shout from somewhere behind us. Lucius is thrown off my back and a little in front of me. I quickly grab my wand and begin to rush over to Sirius, but alas my plans don't always go accordingly.

My arm is grabbed and I'm yanked back. A wan is held at my throat and I can't see Sirius anywhere. Oh good lord I'm about to die. Can't anyone see this happening? Well they should keep themselves alive. Good thinking.

"Ah, my cousins daughter." Bellatrix's voice coos in my ear.

"First off, I'm adopted. Second, she's your sister you idiot." I hiss.

"I wasn't talking about my precious sister, (n/n)."

"What-"

Suddenly, from all the noise in the room, I hear, "not my daughter you bitch- STUPEFY!" Bellatrix let's go of me and falls down behind me. I turn to see Sirius a a few feet away, lowering his wand and looking me back in the eye.

We hold it for a few more seconds. "Daughter?" I say, more than question. I'm postive he can still hear the confusion in my voice though.

"(Y-)" he begins before being terribly cut off.

"ADVADA KEDAVRA!"

The green streak hits Sirius and he turns a ghastly white.

I feel the color drain from my face. I hear Remus struggling to hold back Harry, but me and Sitius keep eye contact until he falls back into the pale, whispy veil. He's gone.

I stare into the nothingness that it holds for who knows how long, but it was probably only a few seconds. Figures move around me, but don't touch me or give me any interest. But one turning to go down one of the many halls, does.

Anger takes over and and begin to go and run after her, but Tonks holds me back. I struggle against her arms. "Dora, let me go!" I yell, breaking free of her and running after Bellatrix. The woman who killed Sirius.

The woman who murdered my father.

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I'm sorry. It hurt me too. Let me know what you think of this and I might do a part 2 in The Deathly Hallows.