Unfit

Chapter 1

Anastasia walks down the sidewalk that is parallel to Grimmauld Place until she comes to the spot directly between Number 11 and Number 13. Facing that spot, she pulls a small piece of paper from her jeans pocket and reads it to herself then burns the paper and banishes the ashes. When she looks up, Number 12 seems to slide into its rightful place among the line of houses. She heaves a sigh and trudges up the stairs to the door ready to stir a lot of shit up.

'Everything is going to change now that I'm ready. It took me two years to get Ministry approval alone, and 6 months to even get an appointment with mundane child services. Bloody mundane government.' Ana thought to herself.

Anastasia doesn't even bother with knocking and just waltzed right in. Her heels click against the old wood floors as she stepped in and lightly closed so as to not disturb any unsavory occupants in the house. She walks down the hall casting strong cleaning charms as she goes, getting rid of the dirt and grime that built up over the years. Once she gets to the door to the kitchens, everything in the entry hall is clean. She slowly makes her way down the kitchen stairs and pauses at the bottom seeing that some people are here already.

Ana takes a look around and recognizes a few faces but most are in grouped discussions until the last members get here to start the meeting. Suddenly she's in a bone crushing hug by none other than the owner of the house.

Sirius Black himself was squeezing the life out of her, she had gotten in contact with him about a year after he escaped from Azkaban. Was keeping him in the loop with how the custody proceedings were going. He has, so far, fully supported her decision to fight for custody of her nephew. Now that he is soon going to be out of that mundane house, she can finally surprise both him and Sirius.

What Sirius didn't hear about during their chats, was that Ana had managed to gain asylum for him in France. Her connection to the French Ambassador and his family helped with that, it's mainly due to Sirius needing to see a mind healer and get himself back to his prime again. Also because he severely needs to be out of the house, being stuck in such a gloomy house all day can't be good for him either.

Ana comes out of her stupor when Sirius lets go of her, "I heard that a group got sent out to Little Whinging, are they finally bringing him out of that damned house?" she asked.

"Yeah, Moony is part of the rescue group that went out about an hour ago, are you ready to mess up his plans?" he asks her. Ana smirks at him.

"Of course," she said. Deciding to keep silent about other things until she speaks with Harry. "Are we waiting for the other before we start?" Sirius only nods at her question and then pulls her over to the end of the table opposite Molly, who looked to be preemptively preparing for dinner tonight.

Sirius and Ana sit and catch up while they are waiting for the rescue team to show up to get on with the meeting.

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It was two hours before the last members showed up, Ana sent out a minor magical pulse to identify where Harry is. Two floors above in a bedroom she feels his magic barely extend towards hers not quite getting a familiar read on it.

As the meeting starts and drones on about literally nothing new, just going over the same information that they've had. Not to mention Severus being a complete dolt and acting the opposite that a Slytherin should. Plus making plans and having plenty of arguments about how things should be handled. Not that any of them will come to fruition due to having a half incompetent set of Order members and the other half trying to make up for said incompetence.

All of sudden, Ana's heightened hearing picks up on Harry yelling at who she assumes are his friends, knowing that Sirius heard it as well made her lean over to whisper, "He has Lily's temper, that's slightly terrifying."