His Daughter (Discontinued)

(3) The Feeling of Being Free

It was a week before she got a letter from Sirius but she refused to open it.
The engagement was public, making it so her father couldn't back out without reproductions.

She sighed and slipped on a silk shirt, it was tight on the cuffs lessening the chance of it slipping up and showing the mark, paired with a high-waisted skirt.
It was time to try and convenience him to let her go out.

"Father?" She leaned in the doorway of his office.

"I was wondering if I could go out today?"

He was still starring at a stack of papers on his desk.

"Go ahead."

She left quickly slipping on a cloak and a pair of boots.

She apparated and landed on a branch feet dangling a few feet off the ground.

She could hear Sirius' voice approaching.
"It works out for both of us one way or another. "

She rolled her eyes, she wanted to be alone but this could work too.

She could smell another wolf approaching and another light wizard with him.

She leaned against the tree one foot on the branch she was sitting on and the other still dangling.

"I'm glad you find amusement in our situation."

She closed her eyes as they sat down.

"You were allowed out?"

She shrugged, "I have learned when he will wave me off without question, and when I will not."

She could feel the scraggly wolf's glances at her scars, no doubt wondering why a wolf was allowed to marry into a great and noble house.

"It's a painful rune if you're wondering, I don't recommend it."

She grabbed an orange out of Sirius's hand as he continued for her.

"The only reason why she is allowed to marry into my family is that she's cured "he spoke with as much drama as possible, "she's an only child so she has to be valuable in some way. "

She scoffed. She had already been ruined, but no one needed to know what had happened to her. That memory's where buried deep in her mind and behind traps.

"Pureblood culture is confusing."

She hummed in agreement at the wolf's words.
Her father was a half-blood, which is why she didn't understand his disdain for them. Perhaps the love potion had messed up his rational thought process too.

"Keeve here should be as feared as my aunt."

He turned back into the conversation, "I do miss that interaction, your Aunt does know how to have fun."

The two watched as Sirius looked at her, "First it's fancying my crazy cousin, and then my Aunt drugs you and your best friends."

"Bella is fun and that was a brave move on her part, she knows who my father is, plus it made your family more tolerable. I would like to know what she gave me-"

"Your father would kill both of us."

She shrugged and fixed the sleeves of her shirt, she hadn't covered it back up, she had gotten the point and hadn't enjoyed it.

"Well, I need to grab some more books, " a paper appeared in her hand as she hopped off the branch, "Perhaps I'll run into Bella, go-."

"Stop it please, bloody hell. I'm convinced that you're only marrying me to get closer to my cousin you know. She's engaged if you hadn't heard."

She handed him the paper.

"Engaged to a right prat who could have a convenient accident at any time, and who would be there to comfort her after losing her dear fiance you might ask-" false sarcasm dripped out of her mouth like honey before she cut herself off with a light laugh at the boy's faces.

"You know, maybe you two are fit together seeing as you both are mental."

As much as she hated the betrothment it was her ticket out.
She wanted freedom and nothing was going to get in her way. Even if it ruined a bit of fun for the both of them, but his father expected marriage, or an engagement by the time he was nineteen.

She was a couple of feet away from them before she stopped, his hand on her shoulder "are you sure?"

One Peter Pettigrew, or Wormtail, had joined the ever-growing ranks her father was building.

"I saw him with my own eyes. I was concerned when I saw him out with you the other day. Don't let him get too close, and I told you nothing. See you around."

She disappeared from in front of him.
He walked back and sat on the tree she was lounging on.
Peter had betrayed them, that had to be a hard pill to swallow, but again as a lord killer, she never got a chance to know the feeling of being that close to someone.

"Padfoot?"

"It's nothing important." His hands clenched at his side nonetheless.
They would figure it out, but he wasn't going to betray Cahomie, she would be put in danger if someone knew that she had leaked the information.

"There's a rune," Remus tried to change the subject, "that could cure it? Why didn't you tell me, if I -"
Sirius put up a silencing charm before looking over at his angry yet kicked puppy-looking friend.

"Moony it doesn't cure anything. Her father burned it into her, it's his invention, after she was turned he made it up." He shifted on the ground, he shouldn't be the one to tell this, but there was a look of betrayal in Remus's eyes that made him cave.
"It only stops the transformations, she still gets the pain and everything else along with it. He can just hide it under a Death Eater attack. A damaged heir is better than none at all. If it helped anything I would have told you, promise."

James finally spoke pushing his glasses up.

"I can't believe your family let you marry a werewolf Pads, one from a half-blood line at that. Her father is that lawyer, right? My mum hadn't had much to say about him last time they met. Apparently, he's some recluse, I didn't know he had a daughter or anyone at that. Isn't he like fifty?"

The dark-haired teen sighed and sunk into himself.

"There is a lot I'm not allowed to talk about regarding her parental status-" he cut himself off noticing as Peter approached the trio, he would have loved to see the look on the rat's face if he had seen Chahomie.

"Hey mate, we were waiting for you, we have the beginning of the year prank planning to start."