Lauren A. Black (my Harry Potter oc)

Him. ~Battle of Hogwarts part 3~ (age 15)

A/N: Fine! I'll keep writing! Man, I'm bad at blackmail.....Anyways, BIG MAJOR REVEAL TIME!!! P.S. Please keep in mind that only some members of the Order know who Lauren's father is. A.K.A. Harry, Colin, Hermione, Ron, Marian, Ginny, Fred, George, Luna, Neville, and all her other friends have no idea who her father is.

Lauren's eyes could've killed someone on their own by the time she reached her father. He was dueling non other that Cho Chang and was completely oblivious to that fact that his daughter, that he didn't know existed, was right behind him. 

"Wormtail!" she yelled angrily. Peter Pettigrew whipped around and stared at her. Behind him, Cho took the opportunity and ran away. Peter growled, angry that she'd driven his opponent away. "Your fight's not with her." Lauren spat. "It's with me." He glared at her. 

"And why would I have a fight to pick with a little girl?" he retorted. Lauren raised her wand. 

"Anna. Smithly." she growled. He froze at the name. The name he hadn't heard in years that was now being spat at him by an angry, vengeful teenager. Wormtail grew mad at the memory. The memory of the girl he loved, being taken and seduced by his friend, or so he believed. He opened his mouth to question how this random girl knew her, but he was stopped when he studied her face. She looked just like Anna, but with blonde hair instead of brown. Oh, Pettigrew thought angrily, it's their kid. With that thought fueling his anger, he attacked. Lauren was ready for him, and the duel began. As they fought, both of their minds were replaying what they knew about this story. But only one of them knew the truth. Pieced together, was the whole story.

The true tale....

Anna was the only girl the Marauders ever fought over. When they were at school, Lily Evans befriended a Hufflepuff student named Anna, who was secretly a squib. The Marauders spotted the pair of girls walking down the hallway. James, of course, stared at Lily the whole time, completely ignoring the other girl. But Sirius and Peter did a double-take when they saw Anna. Both of them fell head over heels for her, but in the end, she chose Peter. Sirius accepted Anna's choice and moved on, even though a part of him would always love her. The two married shortly after Lily and James. Just days before James and Lily's deaths, Anna found out she was pregnant. She had no idea that Peter was a traitor, or what he was planning. She was shocked and crushed when he betrayed his friends and left her. She was alone after he left. But not for long. Although Sirius was angry and vengeful towards Peter and felt that he didn't deserve Anna, he still loved her. So, he took her in after Peter left. But as much as everything seemed like it would be okay, it wouldn't be. On the night that he went to kill the Potters', Voldemort gave Peter a job to do. A job he never went through with. Until now. One night, when Lauren was just three months old, Peter slipped into Sirius's house. He meant to just talk to Anna, but things turned for the worse. He entered the room and saw his wife sleeping in a bed, and there was a crib next to it. A crib with a baby in it. Anna's baby. But Peter didn't have any children with Anna, as far as he knew. And she was living with Sirius. He got the wrong impression and grew angry and jealous. No matter how much Anna begged, he wouldn't listen. He attacked her and her screams combined with Lauren's cries alerted Sirius. He burst into the room as Peter fled. He tried to heal Anna, but it was too late. 

"Kill him." Anna's last words began. She stared at Sirius with tears in her eyes. "Take care of her. Please." and with that, she died. Sirius was furious, he was full of grief, he was heart-broken, but he didn't go after Peter. He made a choice that night. And he chose to stay and try his best to comfort a traumatized little girl that he had to protect. 

Back at the Battle.....

Lauren was launched into a pile of rubble. She felt a sharp piece of rock dig into her arm, but she didn't cry out. She just gritted her teeth and lunged at Peter Pettigrew. Unbeknownst to her, the dagger she always wore had been ripped off when she was thrown into the pile. It lay there alone as she fought her father. 

"Reducto!"Lauren yelled. But as Wormtail was thrown backwards, he grabbed her arm, pulling her with him. They shot out of a window and Lauren clung desperately to sides, barely holding on. Pettigrew had a death grip on her ankle, as that was the only thing keeping him from falling down from the 7th floor.  Lauren hung there, her breaths coming in gasps. Stupid! she yelled at herself. Sirius was right. I never should have fought him. Further down the hall, something blew up. Lauren strained her neck trying to see what it was, when she spotted Ron and Hermione flying off of brooms and collapsing to the ground. 

"Ron!"Lauren yelled. They could help her, they could. 

"Hermione!" She screamed their names as her grip on the windowsill grew weaker. 

"HELP!!"she screeched. Even though she could hear footsteps coming closer, Lauren knew they would be too late. She glanced down at Peter and saw him looking back at her. If I'm going down, she thought fiercely, then he's coming with me. It's not such a bad way to die. She glared at Wormtail. 

"I hope you rot in hell, you cowardly bastard." she spat, spitting all the anger and venom she could into her words. And, with that, she let go.