The Döppelganger Witch

🎭 Nineteen 🎭

" Dad , can I sleep n here with you?", Ella whispers having had a weird nightmare about Voldemort trying to have his way with her and she running away ,but the snake kept tripping her .

She doesn't tell her father that ,though, he'd probably make an awkward Voldemort joke .

" Aren't you too big to get into a parent's bed ?", he asks as he lifts the covers for her to scramble inside .

" I suppose , but Uncle Stefan wouldn't have minded ,not that I'm trying to compare you two , anyway , I had a very weird dream ,but I'm not telling you about it " ,she rants snuggling up like a little girl to her father who rather begins feeling awkward about having a teenager ,his teenager mind you , wanting to snuggle up with him like a child of five .

" If you're not going to tell me about this weird dream I suggest you close your eyes and go to sleep , it's Christmas day tomorrow and we'll be having loads of presents and guests ".

" But I'm not tired now ,Dad ", she groans .

" But I am and this is my bed ,I can throw you out any time I like so please close your eyes and go to SLEEP!".

She sighs, deeply regretting coming there for comfort .  Would her Mum have been like this if she'd  been still alive ?.

She didn't know and she'd never know .So, she obeys her father by closing her eyes .

She didn't fall asleep ,though, as thoughts about her mother kept interfering with her efforts .

And thoughts of Harry Potter and Cho Chang ,but her Mum was on the forefront for a change.

" I wish I had a Photo of Mum ", she can't help to say wanting her father to know how she felt ," Harry has pictures of his family , but  I have none , not even one of you ,Dad ".

Sirius hears the sadness in his daughter's voice feeling  his eyes  moistening . It pained him to even talk of the woman he'd failed to protect . His Rosella with her big blue eyes and curly brown hair . Oh, and that smile ..how he missed that smile !.

He gets out of bed to walk over to his closet where he'd stashed some things when he arrived back to this house months ago .

Some of it was a tin of old Photos . Dumbledore had kept them safe for him all these years . It was Rosella's idea to stash Photos in an empty   biscuit tin .

He shakes his head at that memory while he picks up the tin from one of the shelves that held his things .

" Here", he tells the girl that had followed his example to get out of bed, giving her the tin  ," I hope they satisfy your curiosity and don't worry I'm not going to tell you to leave ,My sweet little Rachella , I'm going to be right here if you need to cry ".

Then he picks up his wand to make some light so Ella can see better .

The first Photo happened to be of two families holding two one year old babies with cake frosting on the little kiddies faces .

Both were dark haired babies ,but one had emerald green and wore a blue and green  striped onesie.

" James , Harry's father , had been thrilled when he found out that your mother's due date was on the same day as Lilly's , I wasn't so thrilled ,but looking back today I suppose it was fate ".

He smiles at her when she looks up from the picture .

" Did you love her ?", she asks .

He nods sadly " Yes, more than anything in this entire world , except for you and Harry and James and maybe Lilly , yet my love for her was obviously different ,if she'd asked me to get the moon for her I'd probably have tried my utmost best to get it for her . "