The Werewolf's Daughter (A Harry Potter Fan Fiction)

Is He Always Such a Kill Joy?

Recap: “You wouldn’t dare hurt your daughter, would you?” 

Remus dropped his wand in shock as everyone gasped, I stared at him even harder, trying to make a connection he was ignorant with.

  

“Don’t I look like my mother?” I asked as I inspected my fingernails,

“You look just like Narcissa Malfoy!” one of the guys with red hair said and I nodded, he looked so familiar! I just couldn’t place it…

“I remember that night.” Dad whispered and I cackled, “Sure you do! Bet it was all just fun and games for you, right? You were off enjoying your life while I grew up without a mother or father." I sneered and the teens fake gagged with the adults looked confused,

“What did you live off?” he asked and I rolled my eyes and stuck my palm out, I imagined my key and it appeared!

"The key to the Black Family Vault!" Sirius exclaimed in shock, These people are as slow as- is that?! OH MY! IT IS!

“Mun-dungus Fletcher!” I said while crossing my arms with a scowl on my face, he lifted his once bowed head and looked at me before his eyes widened and he gave me a nasty grin,

“I haven’t seen you in ages!” I said with a pout and he walked towards me before giving me a hug,

“You two know each other?” Dad asked with an air of distaste and I glared at him,

“Yes.” I answered

“How-” a plump woman started but I cut her off,

“Ask no questions and I will tell no lies.” I said sternly before turning to my Dad,

“I have to go, I have an… appointment with someone in 2 minutes and I would hate to disappoint the person.” I said while waving an arm but I was stopped by a strong grip,

“You aren’t going anywhere until I find out more about you.” Dad said sternly and I huffed,

“NOOOO!!!!” I groaned and began stomping my feet childishly but he gave me a stern look that I see fathers in movies give their daughters when they want to go to a party.

“Fine. 1 week.” I stated but he shook his head, he was about to reach for my hand when I gasped and pulled it away, “NO TOUCHING MY HAND UNLESS I HAVE A GLOVE ON! It is completely and utterly forbidden, I don't want any of your germs on me.” I stated as I flipped my hair over my shoulder,

“So, dad. What are we doing for a father-daughter activity? How bout… LET YOUR DAUGHTER GO TO A CLUB!” I said cheerfully, he nodded enthusiastically before realizing what I said and glaring at me,

“No clubs while you’re here!” he said and I sighed,

“I though having a father was going to be fun. Well, at least I don’t have to go to school!” I said and dad chuckled before looking serious,

“You have to.” He said and I turned to everyone who was watching in amusement,

“Is he always such a kill joy?” I asked and they laughed, sure! Don’t answer my question. Filthy people! I pouted and leant back in my chair as everyone introduced themselves to me before I remembered something.

“Oh daaaaad!” I sang and he looked at me, “I-” I was cut off by the door opening and it revealed a man with red hair,

“Sorry I’m late. I was- Cissy?” I looked closely at him and saw it was *gulp*…

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Charlie Weasley.