Sirius Black has a daughter? (George Weasley)

•Chapter 21: Christmas in 12 Grimmauld Place

•Chapter 21: Christmas in 12 Grimmauld Place

Fred's POV

It was awkward for a while in the kitchen when Ariana had stormed out. It didn't shock me when George glared at Sirius and quickly followed her. Sirius looked like he was going to yell after George but an arm across his chest from Remus stopped it. I looked from each adults face before I slapped my hands to my thighs and loudly said, "well! As enjoyable as that was.... and kinda confusing I'm gonna go upstairs". I proceed to loudly get up which sets the wheels in motion with my siblings, Harry and Hermione to leave too.

We silently climb the stairs and separate into our rooms. As I walk in my room I don't see George so I  presume he's still with Ariana. I jump onto my bed, grab my quidditch magazine and look at the new broom models.

Might as well do something productive, huh?

George's POV

After me and Ariana had stopped laughing we heard doors shutting downstairs meaning people had started to go to their rooms. I knew I had to get downstairs before Sirius came upstairs and I knew Ariana knew that too.

"I've got to-" I began quietly.
"I know" Ariana cut me off. I nod but don't move my hands as I lean in to kiss her again. Unlike the last one this kiss was slow and said so much to us. As we pulled away I saw Ariana's eyes closed so I kiss her on the forehead before leaving her room. I lean against her door and breathe.

Wow.... I kissed Ariana.
A grin spread across my face as I apperated into mine and Fred's room. He didn't even flinch.
"Eveningggg" Fred drags out as he turns a page. I roll my eyes and head to my trunk to get some clothes to wear to bed.

"So?" He asks as he closes his magazine.
"So?" I ask back as I remove my shirt.
"So how'd it go?"
"...i kissed her..."
"Cool. Wait what?!?!" Fred shouts and sits up in the bed. I let out a breath of laughter and didn't answer him. I'll tell him about it tomorrow.

3rd person POV

It's Christmas morning and the residents of the house have began to wake. Mrs Weasley had already began preparing dinner whilst making breakfast, because she's a saint, Remus was assisting and everyone else was filtering down from their rooms.

Sirius was buttoning up his shirt when a knock echoed round his room. He sighed and made his way to his door. "Moony I've told you I'm not helping with dinner.." he began as he opened his door but stopped when he sees Ariana instead of Remus.
"Morning" Ariana quietly says.
"Mornin'" he motions to his room, "wanna come in?". Ariana walks in and sits down on one of his old armchairs. He joins her and they sit in silence until Ariana whispers, "I'm sorry dad". Sirius looks at his daughter and all his anger from last night disappeared.
"You have nothing to be sorry about. I have realised that I've been slightly restrictive on what you do". Ariana gave him a funny look at 'slightly'.
"Okay fine. I've been extremely restrictive" Sirius says, "it's just... I guess...".

He doesn't finish his sentence and hangs his head in his hands. He groans before getting to his feet and pacing in front of his daughter.
"Dad?" She questions.
"I guess for being in azkaban for so long and then coming back to see you all grown up, you dating scares me".
"You don't need to be" ariana says getting up and putting a hand on his arm stopping his pacing. He nods his head and looks at his daughter.
"Does this mean I can do what I want now?" Ariana smirks at him. He smirks back and states, "no".
"Worth a true right?" She laughs. "But now we are no longer gonna kill eachother, let's get you a better shirt?".
"What's wrong with my shirt?".
"What's right with it?" She deadpans before going in his wardrobe for a better shirt. While helping him with his clothes they have a conversation about Sirius making his rules a bit more calmer for his of-age daughter.

Ariana's POV

I close my dad's door feeling better than I did waking up. I head towards the stairs when the twins arrive on my landing. They turn in sync and look at me. One was shying grinning at me while the other was smirking between us.
"Good morning Ariana" Fred states before heading down the final set of stairs. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do".
I roll my eyes at his comment before turning my attention back to George.
"Morning" I whisper.
"Mornin' love. You alright?".
"Yeah. I've had a chat with my dad and he's gonna calm down on the rules now".
"Congrats" he smiles at me, "well then, breakfast?". I nod and we head down together. Although about halfway there I felt his hand link with mine which causes me to smile to myself.

Me and George didn't really stray from eachother all day and I had a great Christmas. Maybe because there was more people than normal or that Mrs Weasley cooked Christmas dinner, not my dad, and it wasn't... well... burned.

It is late in the evening and everyone who is still here after dinner is sitting in the living room. The fire is burning, the Christmas tree is lit up and me and George are sitting together on one of the sofas. I can sense many eyes on us for many reasons but right now I don't care because this is the happiest I've been for a long while.

I look up to George, who has him arm round me while I'm holding his other hand. I smile up at him as he grins his cheeky grin back and he puts a kiss on the top of my head.
Yeah, this has been a great day...