The Evil Spawn

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      Alexis had slept comfortably in an old room that belonged to Sirius' late younger brother; which also happened to be the room right next to Sirius' on the fourth floor.

It was so comfortable, that she could've slept all day if it wasn't for a loud slam of the front door and the horrible screams of Walburga Black's portrait.

"Fred and George! What did I tell you!" yelled Mrs. Weasley.

The girl heard Sirius groan in the bedroom next to hers. She rolled her eyes and moodily threw the blankets off her legs. She walked out of the room, met Sirius in the hallway, and ran down the stairs together.

"I'll take care of her. You go yell at whoever made that loud noise," the teen said, making a motion with her hand that looked like she was shooing him away. Sirius nodded and went down further, all the way to the first floor.

She approached the portrait while scratching the right side of her head, messing up her hair. At the sight of Alexis pissed off, Walburga was in fear. 

"Oh, Alexis! Why are you up so early darling?" Walburga spoke in a soft and motherly voice, something drastically different from the screeching earlier.

"I'm up because you decided to scream at eight in the morning," Alexis snapped, keeping her voice clear and strong. "Now Quiet!" With those words, the curtains on the side of the portrait closed.

The girl turned around and saw a large group of redheads with a curly-haired brunette looking at her with curious eyes.

"Hello," said 2 red-headed twins at the same time in a flirty voice.

"Hello," Alexis spoke with a raspy voice, different from earlier. 

She saw that some of the kids were eyeing the scar running from her rib cage to the edge of her sweats, the small scars that littered her arms and stomach, and her tattoo sitting on her collarbone.

"Oh! Alexis dear, These are my children. Fred and George." Mrs. Weasley pointed at the twins. Then started to point at each person, naming them as she went. "Ron, Ginny, and Ron's friend Hermione Granger."

"Alexis." As soon as she said her name, she headed down the stairs towards the dining room. The group eventually all sat down around the table and started eating.

"Alexis, was it?" Asked the girl named Hermione. "What's your last name?"

"Don't have one." 

"I haven't seen you around Hogwarts. What year are you?" asked Ginny, who was now munching on some bacon.

"I don't go to Hogwarts. But if I did, I would be in my 6th year or something like that."

"So you don't go to Hogwarts but if you did, you would be in your 6th year?" Hermione said, stating it as a question.

Alexis sighed a little under her breath not loud enough for anyone to hear. "That is what I just said. Didn't I?" Hermione blushed a little at Alexis's bluntness while Mrs. Weasley, Mr. Weasley, and Sirius were relieved she didn't stab a fork in Hermione's hand.

"I'm curious—" Hermione started.

"About?" Alexis stabbed a piece of pancake, placed it in her mouth, and slowly looked up to meet Hermiones' eyes.

"The scar. The one running from your rib cage to the edge of your pants." Apparently, the adults had not seen the scar Alexis had til now. They all started looking at Alexis and when they saw the huge pale scar, their eyes widened.

The girl tensed but answered. "What do you want to know about it?"

"How'd you get it?" Ginny asked.