What If: A Harry Potter Fanfiction

Most people never knew that Sirius Black had a daughter. Understandable, because Meadow Black was kept in an anti-aging spell for 36 years. Finally, she has awoken. Finally, she is off to Hogwarts. Finally, her life has begun. But will it end soon after beginning?

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36. Execution Interrupted

"Can I go see him?" Meadow asked hopefully.

"No." said a woman behind her that she didn't recognize. "Your execution will be happening sooner rather than later."

"My execution . . .?" her voice trailed off as she remembered that one day, nearly three years ago, when she was told that the meaning of her life was to defeat Thalia Riddle and then die. Thalia Riddle was defeated. It was time for her to die, then.

Meadow took a deep breath. "I will be escorting you." the woman announced. That haughty tone of voice . . . where had she heard it before?

Then it hit her.

"No. No. Not you. I do not want you to escort me to my death." Meadow backed away slowly from the woman that had made her life misery for a month three years ago.

Vivian Kendricks grabbed her by the elbow. Her long fingernails dug into Meadow's scales, irritating the smooth, silk-like skin beneath. Meadow winced and tried to pull herself free.

Vivian pulled Meadow out of the small room where she was kept. Meadow looked back to Teddy and Victoire pleadingly. Victoire watched helplessly, but Teddy approached them and grabbed Vivian's shoulder.

"You're hurting her." he growled simply.

"I don't seem to care. It's nothing but an animal, Theodore Remus Lupin. It might look like a human to anyone seeing its silhouette, but it's nothing but a stupid animal." Vivian scoffed.

"Makes sense they would have you come back to get her, racist." spat Teddy, and he yanked Meadow free. A couple of her scales came free, exposing the sensitive skin. She bit her lip in pain, holding back the instinctual hiss.

"First of all, she's a she, not an it. Secondly, she's most likely never done anything wrong. They . . . you . . . don't need to kill her." Victoire came to her defense, standing beside Teddy and putting a kind hand on Meadow's shoulder.

"I don't make the rules, Weasley." Vivian growled, grabbing Meadow's other wrist and pulling her in the opposite direction.

It felt like she was in a taffy puller - in one direction, a tough and proper woman pulled her towards her doom, in the other, a half-werewolf was trying to save her life.

"Stop!" declared yet another voice, and when Meadow saw who had come to break up the party, her heart fluttered. She scoffed at herself for feeling such emotions at a time like this, but it couldn't be helped.

James joined Teddy, and Vivian lost her grip on Meadow, stumbling back.

"The Headmistress will hear about this." Vivian spat, sashaying out of the room to report.

James shot her a crooked smile, and Meadow forced herself to smile back. "Th-thanks..."

James laughed and pulled her into a hug. Meadow felt the skin beneath the scales flush as she awkwardly one-arm-hugged him back.

"We're going to do all we can to make sure you don't die today, Meadow." Teddy put a hand on her shoulder.

Meadow believed him, but she wasn't sure what a small group of young witches and wizards could do against a big group of old ones.

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