Forever his ~ Harry Potter's daughter

27. Dumbledore

"And who is your legal guardian now?" A reporter with ginger hair asked.

I truly did not know the answer to that however I was quickly saved from my tight spot: "I am." Dumbledore stepped in.

"So as all know Harry is the heir to the Potter name and the fortune that comes with it. Are you now the heir to the Dumbledore name?"

"Yes." Dumbledore stated simply. "I am in the process of legally placing Selenia Potter as my heir."

If I hadn't been in a press conference my jaw would have been on the floor. I was slowly understanding what Harry had meant when he'd told me Dumbledore always had his own motives and something running on the background without him knowing of it. I wasn't sure if I should feel grateful or angry over him not telling me this.

"And your father's abductees?"

"We do not know who he or she or they were. We have no way of tracing them." Harry cut in.

"And what of Selenia's mother?" A man with black hair to his shoulders asked. "What is her story?"

"She didn't want it told." I blatantly said. She died when I was ten. No further questions on my mother." The fact is this came even easier than anything else. Everything about my mother was like in a fog fro the media in the future too. We as a family would guard her secrets and uphold lies. She lived with us, she didn't die and we were actually very close with her, but she hated reporters and newspapers. The spotlight didn't suit her and she wished to stay silent with press.

"Mr, Potter what is the nature of your relationship with your cousin?"

"Nothing like the media pictured. We are not romantically involved, but have grown very close as cousins, because of being each other's only family left." Harry said.

"And what of the recent publishing's of Rita Skeeter about your sleeping arrangements?" A man of charm asked with a sly voice.

"Merely comfort. We had a little too much butterbeer last Friday and sustained some minor injuries such as bruising. Which is what caused all the whining." Harry said and left it at that. "I do have to state that it is highly inappropriate to publish intimate details about two minors in a major newsletter I thought the ministry lost their touch at that one. Especially with how wrong they in fact were."

I smiled at that.

"And are you ready to withdrawl your statement about you know who returning?"

"No he won't." I stepped in. "And might I say you are out of line this press conference was in regard of us and how we are connected not you know who. We shall leave now, we have said everything we feel the need to."

As Harry and I walked away numerous questions were shouted after us but we ignored them. We were done for the day and hopefully the rest of the school year.

"Headmaster Dumbledore can I speak with you?" Harry tried to ask as the man stride past us. But the headmaster just kept on walking.

"Why is he ignoring you?" I asked Harry.

"I don't know today when he told me the details of the press conference he left straight away when I asked if I could speak with him about something else. He hasn't been acknowledging me since the trial about the dementor attack." Harry explained sounding disappointed.

"Maybe I can speak to him for you. I mean I must speak with him either way about this heir bussiness."

"Yeah what was that all about?"

"I don't even know. He hasn't said a word about it to me." I said annoyed.

"Well you know, Dumbledore works in mysterious ways." Harry chuckled.

"So anyway... How are Ron and Hermione settling in on their prefects duty?" I asked to chance the subject.

"Okay I suppose. I mean Hermione was basically made for the job..."

"You wonder why Dumbledore didn't make you prefect don't you?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yes. I do. As much as I hate to admit it I would have been good at it and Ron... Well he doesn't really care about school enough to be someone's first choice for this." Harry admitted dejectedly.

"Well maybe Dumbledore didn't want to give you even more to do. You already have so much on your plate."

"Maybe." He nodded. "That's what Sirius said actually. Oh, Sirius is-"

"-Your godfather. I know." I finished for him.

"Oh you do. He was falsely accused you know." Harry said sounding unsure of my belief in him.

"I know. It was Peter Pettigrew wasn't it? Dad met both at your parent's wedding. He always said that Peter felt slimy like the traitor to save his own skin type." I told Harry.

"Yeah it was him. He pretended to be Ron's pet rat for years you know."

"What?" I feigned surprise and listened to Harry as he told a story already familiar to me. "Really? And you still speak with Sirius."

"Yes. It's just more difficult now. He must not get caught." Harry said sternly. "I told him about you. Yesterday when I wrote him a letter."

"Really?" Shit!

"Yeah I asked if he'd have any pictures from the wedding of your father since you lost all your possessions. Thought you might like something to remember him by." Harry smiled.

"That's very sweet of you Harry." I smiled.

I know the wedding of Lily and James Potter had been small, but even I was aware that out of all the quests that were alive, Sirius and Lupin had to be silenced or my cover would be blown to Harry.

"Also quick thinking on that abducted lie. I wouldn't have come up with something like that even if I tried." Harry praised me.

"Thanks. Look I need to go do something. See you later in the common room okay." And with that I left to go towards the owlery. I would need to write a letter.