Sirius Black has a daughter? (George Weasley)

•Chapter 11: Mornin' After

•Chapter 11: Mornin' After

George's POV

It's the morning after I went outside with Ariana to look at the moon and stars. I wake up to the sound of Fred falling to the floor. I roll onto my side and look down at him sprawled across the floor between our beds.
"Mornin'?" He says laying on his back on the floor.
"Why?".
"Legs got tangled in the bedding".
"Of course...".
I sit up in bed and lean against the headboard. I watch Fred struggle to get up as his bedding is still wrapped around his legs. When the bedding was back on the bed and him sitting on the edge he turned to me and grinned.
"What?" I say, I become worried that he'd done something to me within the night. I run my hands over my face, I feel nothing. I look at them and there's nothing on my hands. I turn back to him.
"You came in here late" he states.
"Oh...yeah?".
"Well? What were you and Ariana doing?".
"How'd you know I was with Ariana?" I asked confused, no one saw us leave.
"I didn't but I do know" he says smirks before getting up and heading towards his trunk of stuff at the foot of his bed and rummaging through it.

I shake my head at him before copying him by looking for clean clothes in my trunk by the foot of my bed.
"So?" Fred announces.
"Huh?"
"What were you doing?".
"Nothing. Just...talking...hanging out...".
"Right" he says drawing the word out. He stands up with clean clothes in his arms and went to leave the room but turned and said, "you kissed her yet?".
This comment causes my hand on the lid of the trunk to slip and the lid to nearly slam closed on my other arm.
"What...I...you...what are you-" I stuttered looking anywhere but him.
"Just wondering, since you like her...everyone can tell". This was the last thing he said before leaving the room.

This left me kneeling on the floor infront of the now closed trunk completely baffled by what my twin had said. I don't like Ariana. Well I do, she's my friend. What does he mean that everyone can tell?

Just what?

Ariana's POV

I roll over in bed and a ray of sun hits me directing across my closed eyes. I groan and sit up and rub my eyes. I swear I closed my curtains before bed.
"Mornin'" a voice says causing me to yelp in shock and my eyes to snap open. Standing by my window was my dad with a hand still clutching one of my curtains.

"What you doing?" I ask still slightly asleep.
"You came up here late"
"Erm..." my brain goes blank and I can't think of anything to say. He shakes his head at me before sitting on the edge of my bed.
"Haven't I told you-" he began but I cut him off.
"Not to go into the garden, leave the house, have friends or have a life..." I say to him rolling my eyes.
"I've never said you can't have friends or a life" he defended himself.
"Well seeing I can't leave this place I don't have friends"
"You've had friends".
"Yes 'had'. After the boy down the street cheated on me you never let me leave this house" I began, "and before that you only let me leave occasionally. No wonder he cheated on me".
"Ariana, you know I just want to protect you" he said putting his head in his hands. I shuffle down the bed and sit next to him. I lean my head on his shoulder and sigh, " I know".

We sit in silence for a moment before a knock is heard on my door.
"Yeah?" I call, lifting my head from my dad's shoulder. The door opens I see Remus's head appear.
"Hey. Can I come in?". I nod at him. He comes in and closes the door quietly, "What's wrong?".
"Dad doesn't trust me" I say.
"I do. It's everyone else I don't" he says lifting his head and turning to Remus.
"Right. What's brought this on?" He asks sitting on my other side.
"I caught her coming in from the garden late last night with the Weasley twin" he says, "Ok, I understand it sounds stupid but-"
"You just want to protect her" Remus finishes for him.
"I get you want to protect me, both of you, but how's going into the garden with George putting me in danger?" I ask them.
"I guess I just..I just don't want you growing up" Sirius sighs, telling me the actual reason.

I look at the two men on either side of me and see two fathers, one biological and one who might as well be, that don't want me hurt in any way. I grab their closest hands and held them tight.

"Dad I'm 17. You can't keep me here forever. However much you try" he bows his head this. "And Remus, you might as well be my dad aswell but you can't keep me locked up too".

They both nodded their heads and we sat in silence before we heard a thud come from downstairs. We all look down eventhough we can't see through the floor.

"That'll be one of the twins" I say, a smile creeping on my face. Dad and Remus look at eachother over my head and slightly grin.
"What?".
"Nothing sweetie. Just...nothing" dad says patting my hand before getting up. Remus follows his lead and gets up too. I raise my eyebrow and repeat my question.

"Just, it's funny watching you with George" Remus says.
"You two seem to be together alot. When he's not with Fred, he's with you" dad continues.
"Weird right?" They finish together.
"Sure.." I say getting off my bed.
"See you downstairs" dad comes over kisses my forehead and goes to leave with Remus.
"Wait, what you saying?" I call to them.
"Don't worry sweetheart, everyone can see it. You will soon" Remus says finishing the conversation and they both leave.

What?