solemnly mine ▫️ g.f.w

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It was a cold and rainy day when my father and I's house began to shake. I didn't think anything over it because we are a wizarding family and group hiding in the Muggle world from Lord Voldemort, Death Eaters, dementors, the Ministry, and anyone who wanted to see my father back in Azkaban. 

As the house began to shake I continued to read in the living room as I heard my father leave his study room to go greet our guests at the front door. I wonder who we were housing now as I flipped the page. I mean we already had Professor Moody, Lupin, Tonks, and a few others who would just come and go. Remus who stay more often than others.

Then I heard it. Those familiar voices. Laughs to be more exact. I could tell that they were trying to be quiet but it was no use. Those laughs would never be quiet. I set my book down on the coffee table and made my way to the front entryway. There stood the Weasley family. My favorite people on this planet.

I saw Fred and George standing tall as they towered over everyone else in their family. Smirks grew on both of their faces as they saw me walking down the hallways towards them. 

I first met the Weasleys as a young girl under the care of Remus Lupin. When I was born my parents appoint James and Lily Potter to be the people who took care of me if something happened to my parents. While my mothers died while I was only a few months old Lily took over the role of being my mother while she was getting ready to bring a baby of her own into the world. After Voldemort came back and killed the Potters my father sent me off with the next best bet, while he was imprisoned. Remus Lupin was more of a cool uncle rather than a father figure.

I would spend one night a month at the Weasley's house, starting at a very young age. Where I began to form a friendship with their set of twin boys who were a year older than me. Fred and George are their names. I believe you know them. They are the popular pranksters around Hogwarts and my best friends. As our friendship grew I spent more time over at their house. Molly became like a mother to me and Arthur became another father figure. While I still spent a lot of my time at the Burrows with the Weasleys or taking care of Remus it wasn't until the Order was reformed when I moved back to my father's childhood home.

I quickly ran towards them wrapping them into my embrace and I squeezed them tightly. Missing them all summer as I had been cooped up with my father waiting for them to come.

"Daisy, I think you squeezing out our brain cells," Fred said.

"As if you have any left up there," I joked with them as I pulled away.

"We have a few left up there," George replied as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"A few each or all together?"

"Oh Daisy," Molly exclaimed pushing past the two of them, "How lovely it is to see you again. You look absolutely beautiful." As she wrapped me in a hug.

"Thank you. You as well," I said as I looked at the twins who were admiring the artwork on the walls.

"Oh stop it," She said as she placed her heart over her chest. 

"I swear you get younger every time I see you," I said.

"You better not be joking with me."

"Never," I giggled.

"Hi Daisy," Ron said pulling me in for a hug as well as Ginny. Arthur was the last one to give me and hug before heading off with my my father.

Now, you must be wondering who my father is. But I think you already know.

Well for starters my name is Daisy Willow Black. My father is the acclaimed mass murder, Sirius Black. Except he isn't a murderer it was all Peter's fault. My father is a good guy, others didn't believe so after the death of his closest friends James and Lily Potter. Leaving my "cousin" Harry Potter an orphan. I say cousin loosey. As he is my father's Godson and in the wizarding world that meant you were practically family. I thought of him more like a little brother than anything.

While I knew my father until I was about 2 before he was thrown in Azkaban, I still wrote to him. Hoping that he would get my letters. But I never doubted for a moment that he didn't care about me. When he escaped I was happy. Because I could live with my father again. 

"I'll show you to your rooms," I said as clasped my hands together. Walking back past all of them. We headed upstairs passing, my father's room, his study room, a few spare rooms, the library, and then finally the rooms where the Weasleys would be staying. Of course not all of them together in the same room.

"Ron you can stay here with Harry when he shows up. Ginny, there is a spare room next door for you and Hermione whenever she gets here. Fred and George your room is on the next floor and Molly, you, and Arthur will be on the top floor with Lupin. In separate bedrooms of course."

"Do you know when Hermione is arriving?" Ron asked me.

"I think tomorrow," I said, "If I remember correctly from her letter. Don't worry. She will be here soon."

While everyone got settled I went back to the living room area and continued to read while I waited for them to all join me. Now with the Weasley twins, it is always a surprise how they would enter a room. 

As I was nose deep into my story I felt a sudden gust of wind from behind me as they both screamed at me. Making me jump out of my seat. As I about peed my pants.

"Godric! Fred and George, are you trying to kill me?" I said as I smack both of them with my book as I had turned around to face them. Sitting on my knees.

"Never," Fred said as he hopped over the backside of the couch as sat down next to me. 

"It is funny to watch you jump through," George added as he came around the corner of the couch. I moved closer to Fred so George could take a seat down next to me. I opened my book back up as I moved back over closer to George, and continued reading as I sat between the twins. Both of them had the arms slug over the couch. When I went to flip the page my book suddenly vanished from my hands. I could hear both of them laughing in my ears as I crossed my arms over my chest and pressed my lips into a straight line.

"Ok not funny. It was getting really good," I pouted.

"Oh we know," Fred exclaimed

"That's why we took it," George replied.

"Ah, there you three are," Molly said interrupting us, as I was ready to beat both of them up. Well one of them. 

"Hi, mom!" The twins said in unison.

"I am running to the store to buy some things for dinner. Do you need anything?" She asked as she looked at the three of us sitting on the couch.

"I don't but I would love to tag along," I said as I hit both of their thighs pretty hard making them wince.

"Wonderful," She said as clasped her hands together.

"Now boys when I get back. I expect you to have my book," I said as I got up off the couch. As I left the living room I couldn't help but feel as if Georges's eyes were on me as I walked away. I placed my hand on the door frame before walking out and turned back to them. 

"I'm serious," I said.

"Funny, I didn't think you were. I thought your dad was," Fred joked. I rolled my eyes at them and then went to meet up with Molly and Ginny who were waiting by the door.